The order for militia expansion began in Heihe City and quickly spread to all directions. Most immigrant villages immediately responded to the call of the government and rushed to the corresponding militia recruitment sites, hoping to enlist in the army immediately while it was still early.

Even if the swords and swords on the battlefield are unpredictable, they cannot stop the enthusiasm of these new immigrants. Even those Fusang immigrants who have not settled for a long time have great enthusiasm for joining the army. Unfortunately, due to height issues, most Fusang immigrants are difficult to be selected.

Their enthusiasm could only be devoted to the great cause of land reclamation. In the near future, the wild Longjiang Province will be transformed into an important granary for the Ming Dynasty.

At this moment when the whole nation was in high enthusiasm, the first snow in the first year of Ganwu finally came. Starting from Hailar Province, the footsteps of Dongxue went from north to south, spreading step by step across the land of Ming Dynasty. In Tongjiang Village, which had just been threatened by tribal people, Habadantel finally waited for news of reinforcements from the county town.

Although the heavy snow in the sky is still falling, the wind and snow are obviously much smaller than the previous few days. In the vast forest, the newly built official road is easy to identify. Even if it is buried by snow, it is also a smooth road for the Ming army riding a tall horse.

The militia commander and the governor of Huzhou, Hanguo Kuchigil, sat on the horse's back, wearing a gray wool coat distributed uniformly by the army, and a gray deerskin hat. The inside was filled with cashmere that was very warm and warm, and it was worn on the head.

When I saw the road signs that were obviously blackened by the roadside, I couldn't help but feel nervous. This time I came to sweep the tribes in the forest and support the immigrants to the new village, but it took a lot of time.

It is also unpredictable. Who would have thought that the first snow came in winter on the way. At that time, the snowstorm was so heavy that it was hard to see even my fingers, let alone rushing to the road. Therefore, the group had to station in the nearby Gaoling Village and waited until the wind and snow were getting lighter before continuing to rush.

If the river surface was not completely frozen, their cavalry brigade could have been rushing along the frozen river surface. However, now he is following the newly built official road, which is not bad.

Those unreinforced roadbeds and uneven road surfaces were frozen into a smooth road at absolute low temperatures. Moreover, cavalrymen were different from those who were riding on horse-drawn carriages, not only were they faster, but they were even more comfortable.

But these cavalrymen are used to this, so such a snow-covered road is not very troublesome for them.

However, the speed of the war horses will inevitably be affected by the snow, so they can't help but slow down.

"Prince of thousands, why not wait for our cyclist to come back before leaving?" In order to avoid being ambushed, a hundred households long-distance rushing Kuchgil suggested.

"No need, let's be careful." Kuchjil felt a sense of urgency in his heart, so he didn't want to wait for a moment, so he immediately rejected the proposal of the general below.

Of course, he was not afraid of ambushing, but felt that it was cold and the tribes who just wanted to snatch things and ran away would never want to stay in the jurisdiction of the Ming government to wait for revenge.

And according to his own understanding of the northern tribes, the backward tribes would not have come up with a plan to ambush. Even if the attack on the road repair team this time was somewhat beyond the expectations of the state, it could not change the view of the entire Huzhou local government on the forest tribe.

Besides, Kuchjil was also a naturalized citizen from the Northern Tribe. In terms of his understanding of those tribes, few of the entire Huzhou can surpass him.

As the forests on both sides of the road became increasingly sparse, and a large area of ​​snow-covered plain came into view. At the end of the truth, a very small cavalry appeared.

From the perspective of clothing, it is obviously not together.

One of them was wearing a grey coat of militia, but it was a rafter sent out before. The other was full of various costumes, which was obvious at first glance.

When he arrived near Kuchgil, a roar immediately reported to him his identity.

"The village chief of Tongjiang Village and the centurion of the Seventh Immigration Brigade, Hadanbatel, met with the commander of the Thousand Heroes." According to his previous habits in the army, Hadanbatel gave a standard military salute to Kuchjil.

In the north, because of the vast land and sparse population, many immigrants will be transformed into a district and then appoint certain military positions, so that they have the right to convene surrounding villages to fight the enemy together in the event of danger.

However, because most tribes have moved away and are afraid of the strength of the Ming army, the appointed village chief has never used this right.

Hadandbatel had the opportunity to use it this time, but the attack from the tribe in the forest came too quickly and the road construction team was in a scattered state at that time, so it was difficult to assemble it for a while. Until the first heavy snow fell, several road construction teams were still not in contact.

"Well, have you been in the army?" Seeing that Hardanbatel's momentum was obviously different from that of an ordinary village chief, Kuchgil couldn't help but ask.

"Hey! I spent some time in the army in my early years. I had a hidden illness and had to retreat. I have to train my highness and now I can be the leader of the village in Tongjiang Village." Hadanbatel had nothing to hide from his experience and told me all the time.

This made Kuchgil feel awe-inspiring and listened: "Salute to the veteran!".

The cavalrymen following Kuchjir immediately looked solemn and paid high respects to Hardanbatel.

Ming Guo has always been generous with the words of commendation for veterans. After all, what the other party lost was part of his body, and a few words of reward that were not painful was nothing. Even if he was given material benefits, he would still have to make some efforts to live a life of food and clothing without worrying about food and clothing and meals a day.

Therefore, under the long-term publicity, veterans were placed on a high level.

In the army, Kuchgil was the best at understanding the mentality of these veterans who retired due to disability. Therefore, a small military salute was not only for veterans, but also for those who wanted to be respected like this after they encountered an unexpected accident on the battlefield.

"I-I-How can I receive this great gift!" The iron-clad man, Hardanbatel, looked at him, was ashamed and choked anxiously, "The road construction team suffered a disaster, and the casualties are not determined. There are still several road construction teams that cannot be contacted. I am responsible for defending the territory, but I have not been able to eliminate the sudden disaster. I am really ashamed of the entrustedness of Your Highness and the people of these ten miles of villages!"
Chapter completed!