The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

An arrow shot away, everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin could detect the person hiding in the dark with just a quick glance.

Secondly, they didn't know that Zhao Chuanxin's riding and shooting skills were also so good.

It is not easy for a tall person to stand on horseback and remain so stable. What's outrageous is that Zhao Chuanxin can draw the kind of war bow that only a super strong man can draw.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: Cross the river!

After crossing the river, someone struggled to pull out the people and arrows nailed to the ground and drag them away from the river.

Because dead people in the river will breed diseases and infect humans and animals.

Yao Bing, who was in Hu Er's arms, was chewing beef jerky and grinding his teeth. He was not afraid and looked curiously at the Russian who was still alive and struggling on the ground.

Hu Er sighed with emotion and said to the patrolman on the side: When this child grows up, his hands will be stained with Russian blood.

Hundreds of cavalry dispersed, under the command of Hu Da, and led by the five-wing general manager, they pulled forward and plowed the ground, making sure not to miss an inch of places where Russian civilians might be hiding.

After traveling like this, no one can hide.

Not long after, more than a dozen Russian citizens were picked out.

They had no horses and walked slowly. Batang A left a few people behind to watch over them while the rest continued to move forward.

Zhao Chuanxin warned: The Tsarist Russians are strong and ferocious, so don't be careless. Anyone who is disobedient will be killed directly. If anything happens, I, Zhao Chuanxin, will take care of it.

After hearing this, several Sauron men smiled and nodded.

Cruel? Once their bloodiness is restored, their ferocity is no less ferocious than Maozi.

Why should you be afraid if someone is taking care of you?

Zhang Shouzeng led people to survey the boundaries and measure the land, while Yao Jia counted the salt ponds and pastures.

From time to time, gunfire rang out, which must mean that someone was disobedient or wanted to escape.

Things have changed, and now the person holding the butcher's knife is a five-winged man.

The more cold-blooded and ruthless Zhao Chuanxin is, the more at ease the men in Wuyi feel after seeing him.

The most fearful thing is that Zhao Chuanxin is like other officials, afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, and timid in doing things.

People outside the Great Wall actually care about food but not fighting, and do things regardless of the consequences. This is the case in history. Unless it is painful, it will always invade the Central Plains repeatedly.

In fact, their temper has not changed now. If they have the opportunity to retaliate against Tsarist Russia, it is unambiguous.

Zhao Chuanxin turned a blind eye.

For individuals, temperament cannot be eliminated. The same is true for a nation. In the past, the people of the Central Plains always wanted to nudge these people to obey, but Zhao Chuanxin went in the opposite direction, because times have changed, and even if they resume their barbarism, they will not be able to make too big a splash.

Shengfu said to Zhao Chuanxin: Three years ago, I had statistics. In the area from Hailar River to Morilek River alone, there were more than 300 shacks, five shelters, and more than 1,500 men and women. We have reclaimed twelve sections of wasteland, and about 10,000 acres of cultivated land. Now there is only a lot more. It will take us at least two days to drive them all away.

Zhao Chuanxin planned to drive everyone away at once this time.

The first day is from Hailar to the Morilek River, Bru River and Ergun River area.

The next day we continued northward, not sparing an inch of land no matter along the river or by various lakes.

Some Russian citizens knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging Zhao Chuanxin to let them go.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the horse and pointed at them with a riding whip: Want to stay in China? You can, cross the river first, go around to Manchuria, and do it all over again from there, go to Lubin Mansion to register and become my nationality , distribute land to you. If you want to directly occupy the land you have occupied, don’t have any wishful thinking, these do not belong to you.

Everything has a price, there is no free lunch.

Without this process, even if they are allowed to stay, they will not remember Zhao Chuanxin well.

The kneeling person heard this and his face was filled with bitterness.

This means that nothing they have can be retained.

Because Zhao Chuanxin led people to burn wherever he went, all the shacks built by the Russian people were burned, the food was centralized, and the cattle and sheep were driven away.

They came alone at first, but now they can only leave with a baggage at most.

If you come back again, you have to do it all over again.

Zhao Chuanxin and the others drove the people to the other side of the river in batches.

This took a lot of effort, and after two days of tossing, we still hadn't gone through the entire territory.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Obo who was no longer visible. Badang A wanted to lead people to pick up the stones again and pile them up. Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand, put on his mud trowel gloves, waded directly to the other side, gathered sand into a tower, and stood there. A tall stone tablet was erected, with Chinese characters first and Mongolian characters behind, to outline the boundary monument.

Zhang Shouzeng waited for Zhao Chuanxin to come back and swallowed his saliva: Isn't this bad?

It’s not that the boundary monument was bad, it was Zhao Chuanxin who erected the boundary monument on the other side of the river.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him quietly: Is it my fault or your fault? This boundary monument will continue to move northward in the future. Now you can use this to demarcate the boundary.

Zhang Shouzeng was speechless and reluctantly changed the boundaries on the map.

Every time he walked, Zhao Chuanxin went over and erected a stone tablet.

If you always walk at night, you are bound to encounter ghosts.

No, not too far away, we met Tsarist Russian soldiers patrolling across the river.

There are dozens of people in this team.

Both sides were a little red-eyed when they met.

There was a loud roar from the other side.

Zhang Shouzeng translated to Zhao Chuanxin: They asked us what we are doing? Why are we gathering troops here?

Tell them we are demarcating the border and driving away the Russians.

Uh... Zhang Shouzeng scratched his head: Do you really mean that?

That's for sure. Everyone calls me an honest and reliable young man. A true gentleman cannot be replaced by a piece of gold. How can I lie and deceive others? That's not my character.

Blanch...

Yao Jia and Zhang Shouzeng were both speechless.

I had to translate it according to the original words.

When the person on the other side heard this, he immediately became furious.

The managers such as Che Hezha, Shengfu, and Badang'a were a little nervous. The team was in a commotion. Some people secretly pulled the bolt, fearing that they would draw a gun if they disagreed.

Zhao Chuanxin was wearing armor, but not a helmet.

He raised his cloak, got off his horse, and slid to the other side on the Misty Traveler.

This time, Che and Zha were even more nervous.

Even more nervous than them were the Russian soldiers on the other side of the river.

They chanted stop.

Zhao Chuanxin remained unmoved, and even when he reached the other side, the other party did not dare to fire.

Zhao Chuanxin erected the stone tablet under their noses.

The Tsarist Russian soldiers couldn't care less about their surprise, and their expressions suddenly changed. Some couldn't help but pointed their guns at Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing someone raising a gun, there was no ambiguity here. Hu Da gave an order, and hundreds of cavalry raised their guns at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin flashed forward, raised his elbow to deflect the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, and fired an electric cannon with his right hand.

Boom.

The strong Tsarist Russian soldier's head suddenly fell back, and he fainted very simply.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and stared at the remaining people: Whoever dares to point a gun at me again, I will kill them!

Che Hezha, Batang'a, Shengfu, Bulong'a, Podigrel, Yao Jia, Zhang Shouzeng... all of them felt their blood rush to the top, their scalps were numb, and they wanted to shoot and fight with Tsarist Russia immediately.

Zhang Shouzeng suddenly understood why the five-wing general manager had become completely devoted to Zhao Chuanxin in a short period of time.

This style is too much for prairie men.

These Tsarist Russian soldiers knew that the person in front of them was Zhao Chuanxin.

They knew that Zhao Chuanxin slaughtered hundreds of them by himself.

I'm afraid there won't be enough people who know them.

They may not have understood what Zhao Chuanxin said, but they didn't dare to move rashly. Their bodies were as stiff as if they were stuck in place.

Zhao Chuanxin clicked on the boundary monument and then dozens of Russian soldiers: The monument is here, who dares to move it?

No one dared to move, and dozens of people were threatened by him pointing at their heads, and they didn't even dare to let out a single fart.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished speaking, he turned around and crossed the river with a swagger, turning his back to the Russian soldiers. He looked back confidently and boldly, as if he knew for sure that the Russian soldiers did not dare to shoot coldly in the back.

He is arrogant and arrogant.

Of course, no one knew that he was so confident that he was ready to take out his helmet and put it on at any time, as long as the smart gyroscope reminded him.

When they reached the right bank, Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: Keep walking.

So happy, so damn happy!

The five-wing manager was in high spirits and followed closely behind Zhao Chuanxin.

Now who cares whether Zhao Chuanxian is Mongolian or Han.

At this time, he is the prefect of Lubin Prefecture, he is Zhao Chuanxin, he is an independent symbol, and standing there represents strength and courage, glory and blood!

Even if everyone is torn to pieces by Tsarist Russian artillery fire in the next moment, as long as there is one person alive who spreads what happened today, it will be worth bragging for a lifetime.

Yao Jia finally understood.

Understand why the Lugang Town insurance team is so awesome.

It is clear that some of the new armies of the Qing court were well-equipped and well-paid, even more than the foreign armies, and their elite treatment was comparable to that of the insurance corps. But the fighting ability just can't rise. But Lugang Town Insurance Team can do it.

Everyone is not afraid of death, everyone dares to fight, and they risk their lives during training.

Because it is not only due to equipment and money, but also an invincible belief. There is a group of leaders who are not afraid of death and have the pride to fight to the end even if they die. They pour their blood under the blue sky and red sun. Burning oil.

Boom, a fire burned in my heart.

With great vigor and high spirits, everyone walked away under the eyes of the Tsarist Russian soldiers.

…

It took a total of three days to complete the task of expelling and surveying the border.

If you look at the cultivated fields in this area from a high altitude, you will be surprised to find that they have a square shape.

So on the way back, Zhao Chuanxin and the others went straight south, passing by CBEHQ, and even almost reached Hylar.

On the top of the city, Song Xiaolian and Huang Shifu watched the group of riders take a detour.

Song Xiaolian frowned: Have you noticed that the demeanor of this army is a little different?

Huang Shifu nodded: Yes, sir, look at them with their chests raised and their heads raised. They seem to be provoking the Russian troops at the top of the city. They look fearless and have the courage to die calmly.

Song Xiaolian let out a long sigh: Zhao Tangong, Zhao Tangong, the whole world has underestimated this person.

How on earth did he do it, and turn this motley crew into this in a short period of time?

On the way back, I ran for a while along the Eastern Railway.

There happened to be a train coming.

The man from Sauron's department yelled strangely and fired several shots into the air, frightening the passengers who were looking curiously into the air and retracted their heads.

These men were scolded mercilessly by Batang'a: You idiots, ammunition is so precious, but you waste it wantonly!

After saying this, he was not relieved and even whipped him a few times.

The beaten man laughed and begged for mercy.

Ammunition is valuable because it is scarce.

Zhao Chuanxin got a lot of guns, but not much ammunition to match them.

There is also live ammunition training on weekdays, and one shot is fired and one shot is missed.

The war is fought for money.

Although labor is cheap, artificial ammunition cannot be made here.

If those tax dollars were opened up to fight, it probably wouldn't take long.

So Zhao Chuanxin saw a wild boar on the road. Without using a gun, he bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and pierced the pig's belly with a heavy arrow.

The prefect is good at archery!

However, the wild boar is not dead and is still struggling.

Several prairie men also took out their bows and arrows and shot them, and the wild boar suddenly turned into a hedgehog.

It can be seen that looking around, whose archery skills are worse on the grassland?

Zhao Chuanxin is a prefect, but he has good archery skills which is very valuable.

Zhao Chuanxin said: Slaughter the pig on the spot and let's set up camp!

People here rarely eat pork, but they don’t absolutely avoid it.

The wild boar was quite tenacious and survived many arrows.

Zhao Chuanxin came forward with the knife in his hand. The knife was halfway into his chest, and he waved Yao Bing over: Come, help Master insert the knife.

Yao Bing wiped his nose with his sleeve: Okay, Master.

Hey……

In fact, he didn't use much force. It was mostly Zhao Chuanxin who pushed the knife into the wild boar's heart to bleed it out.

If this was filmed and posted online in the 21st century, it would probably be sprayed to pieces by the public.

Ah, a child is doing this at such a young age. He has shadows in his heart, psychological distortions, nightmares, and poor education...I quickly confiscated the carrot knife...

Out of seventy million men, it’s hard to tell how many of them are real men.

It is no exaggeration to say that the mainstream is the fly camp and the dog dog fight.

There is no need to blanch the wild boar in boiling water, just peel it directly.

There are many people, there is a big pot of stew, and the food is full of oil.

The wild boar had a strong earthy smell. Zhao Chuanxin fried it in chili oil, poured onions, ginger, garlic and other small ingredients, mixed in soy sauce, oil, cooking wine, sugar and a little vinegar, and mixed it into a large bowl of dipping sauce.

Yao Jia, Zhang Shouzeng, Che Hezha, Badang'a and others came over shyly to take a share of the pie.

I'll blanch it and eat it with this. It's really extraordinary! Che Heza's eyes lit up.

Eating meat dry and eating it with dipping sauces have completely different feelings.

The sauce neutralizes the earthy smell and adds saltiness. The aroma of the chili is stimulated by the hot oil, giving it a unique taste.

Yao Bingren came crazy and saw that the food everyone ate was so delicious that he also had a great appetite.

However, Zhao Chuanxin knocked his chopsticks on the forehead and said, You are not allowed to eat, so you squeak.

oh……

But it's not satisfying to listen to other people's moans and not chirp yourself.

But he did not dare to resist the master.

There were also those thick-skinned soldiers who couldn't help but couldn't bear it after hearing that the steward said it was delicious, so they came up and asked for the sauce with a nice smile.

I saw that one and wanted to try it too.

A spoonful of this, a spoonful of that, and in a moment, there is not much sauce left in the big bowl.

Zhao Chuanxin took the bowl and said to Ichigo: Everyone, get lost...

Everyone laughed.

Regardless of whether the wild boar meat is delicious or not, the atmosphere is unique and cannot be exchanged for money.

Yao Jia marveled that Chuan Xin had a unique charm and could always win people's hearts at the lowest cost. Perhaps he was born to be a general rather than an actor.

But can a team built with the charm of such a personal label still maintain its passion and combat effectiveness after it is de-Zhao Chuanxian?

Yao Jia couldn't help but think of the insurance team. The insurance team seemed to have done it, but that was because they had Zhao Zhongyi, Liu Baobao, Li Guangzong and other equally popular leaders.

What about here?

He looked at Hu Da, who was somewhat taciturn.

Hu Da gave the impression that his presence was very low, but Yao Jia discovered that even when everyone was in high spirits, he did not forget to send police officers to guard against the Tsarist Russian army that might counterattack at any time.

interesting.

After eating and drinking, Hu Da went to Zhao Chuanxin and suggested: It is getting late and it is not suitable to rush. I am afraid that the Russian army will set up an ambush. They have artillery, but we did not run away. The vanguard must explore the road before we can pass.

Yao Jia found that Zhao Chuanxin was very considerate and knew how to delegate power: As the chief card officer, when you go on a mission, your orders will be the main tactics.

Hu Da went to arrange the staff on duty.

When Zhao Chuanxin is lazy, everyone around him is diligent.

If Zhao Chuanxin makes a bold move, the people around him will be cautious.

Yao Jia suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is Zhao Jiajun’s genes and confidence.

If you are close, it is Song Xiaolian who prepares troops in Hulun; if you are far, it is Cixi and others in the capital.

They all underestimated Zhao Chuanxin.

Everyone has advantages.

Yao Jia usually seems indifferent, but he can always see the good in others, which is also his advantage.

Late at night.

Yao Bing always goes to bed first.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the bonfire quietly without turning over the Old God Code. In the light of the fire, he listened to the thunderous snoring one after another. It was obviously very noisy, but very quiet.

He knew that Japan and Tsarist Russia would definitely retaliate, and this revenge would definitely come as a surprise and fatal blow when he relaxed his guard. Their revenge was successful, and Zhao Chuanxin died. When their revenge failed, Zhao Chuanxin struck back again.

Hey, when will the injustice be repaid? Zhao Chuanxin sighed and added: It is best to eradicate the weeds as early as possible.

Yao Jia, who was still feeling sleepy, finally didn't choke on her saliva after hearing this.

…

The next day.

Each wing returns to its respective ministries.

The team was torn apart and went their separate ways.

Zhao Chuanxin told Yao Jia: After you go back, start posting notices and start solving the contradictions in people's livelihood. The highlight moment of the Government and Commodity Bureau has arrived.

Yao Jia took a deep breath and said a little excitedly: I will definitely handle it.

The Lubin Mansion was originally a messy situation, but Zhao Chuanxin vigorously and violently dismantled it and straightened it out, and finally it was time for Yao Jia to take the stage.

I have long wanted to do a career.

He asked again: What about you?

Zhao Chuanxin looked in the direction of Dalai Lake: I'm going to find an old friend.

This friend is really old, so old that he can hardly walk anymore.

The small river not far outside the Bayar Bor'e yurt had frozen last night.

Most of his ailments are due to contamination from living near the water all year round. Even though he is old, he still likes to live near the water.

When he returned this time, he no longer visited relatives and friends. Perhaps it was because he moved around less, perhaps because people no longer needed the aging spiritual intermediary. Old Bayar's gate was deserted, and only a few jays often visited. It kept squawking.

He went to the river and broke up the ice to get water.

After bending down, it will be difficult to get up again.

My feet slipped and I was about to slide into the river.

His boots would be filled, and the weather would be unpleasant.

At this time, a big hand held his arm: If you stumble and slip, your life will be over.

Bayar's forehead: ...

Turning around, he was delighted to see the tall young man.

Why are you here?

If I don't come back, I'm afraid you'll be a withered bone in the grave.

Haha, why should we fear birth, old age, illness and death?

Before you die, give me two years as principal.

what for?

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him back, easily fetched a bucket of water, and walked back easily while supporting Bayar's forehead.

I am here to be the prefect. I am preparing to build a school or a primary school. I need a highly respected person to be the principal. I think you are suitable.

Bayar's forehead said Huh: Prefect? ​​I heard that the imperial court is going to build a new government office. Is it Lubin Prefecture? Haha, Lubin Prefecture, Lubin Prefecture, what kind of name does this come from?

It's just a name randomly made up by a group of people who don't understand shit. Isn't this the way the world is? Many idiots say the same stupid thing, and the stupid words become the truth. It's right even if it's wrong.

Haha, you are the only one who dares to openly insult the court officials.

Zhao Chuanxin followed him into the house and smelled a combination of blood and herbs.

Blank, what does this smell like? Did the dead roe deer fall into the medicine vat?

It's really the blood of a roe deer. Bayar smiled bitterly: The wine flask you gave me has become a spirit! I have to use the powerful medicine that cannot be broken by diamond to subdue it.

Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback: I know, if I had known I would get a camera, these are precious images of early humans taming gods.

... Bayar asked uncertainly: You call that a god? It's just right for you to say that. That wine bottle really made me lose a little bit of my respect for the gods.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't laugh or cry.

It's really sad. The matter of feeding poison to the God of Spiritual Tribulation has almost emptied Bayar's faith.

No wonder the old man has aged so quickly during this period.

Come on, take me in and see what's going on with this poisonous insect. If that doesn't work, I'll take it away.

If you have a cough or fever, you must go to the hospital to take a X-ray. Don't be reluctant to bear it.

I wish you all good health.

At the same time, I hope that people who watch pirated copies and criticize me will fall down when they go out, choke on water and half die, and can’t make money to go home to celebrate the New Year...