C1004 mercurial purgatory (2/2)

When it was snowing and sealing the mountain, climbing the plow was definitely better than using a war horse. However, a dog pulling the plow was much better than a horse using a mule horse.

The antifreeze ointment that the Ryukyu spent a huge amount of money to buy was just a joke. The antifreeze effect of the fat made by the locals using stupid deer meat was a hundred times better than those expensive products.

Not even a layer of fur was added to the inside of the cotton coat. It could not block the cold and wet air. Wasn't this courting death? Even if he relied on his youth to survive for the time being, he would be crippled when he grew old in the future.

With thousands of years of experience of living in harmony with nature, the natives took out their notebooks one by one and began to jot down notes. When the local citizens saw that these things were useful to the military lord, they immediately felt that they had a lot of face, and sold whatever they had.

If we had a pair of God's perspective, we would be able to look down from the sky at the two sides of the Wusuli River, which are more than 400,000 square kilometers. If we have a pair of God's perspective, we would be able to look down at the two sides of the Wusuli River, which are more than 400,000 square kilometers of land.

Countless of Ye Qiu knew how to distinguish directions in the old forest. They also knew how to hunt a bear blind person, where wolves frequently ran about, and where to find a path to ambush in the dense mountain forest.

This land belongs to the Chinese, and this is not something that can be changed with a mere treaty. The Chinese people have lived here for thousands of years, and their spirit souls have long integrated into this land.

If the invaders thought that the lines drawn on the map would cut off the blood ties between the Chinese and their ancestors, then the Boxers would sober them up with bayonets and bullets in their hands.

It was still too late. The people's blood on the Far East still boiled, their feelings for the Home Country had not faded, and the cruel massacre of the invaders had only just begun. The people's hearts still belonged to China on this land of the Far East.

Just how many hunters had become guides and how many young people had been accepted as recruits that night was already an incalculable number.

However, everyone was very clear that after the endless winter passed, when these brave soldiers once again charged towards the enemy, they were destined to fall into the vast ocean of the people's war.

Xiao Letian's loyal army had created a legend that could not be replicated in that era. The benefits of a refined army policy were undoubtedly evident now, in the entire nineteenth century, there was not a single country that had such a high quality low level military officer group.

Take Ye Qiu for example. With his level of higher education, even if he were in Europe, he would definitely qualify for the position of Battalion Commander. But in the army, he could only lead a platoon of troops.

Ye Qiu was not an isolated case, but a common phenomenon among the volunteer troops. It was also because of the high quality of the low-level army officers that Xiao Letian and Dragon Lord were able to relax their hearts and break the army into pieces, becoming one with the people.

They were not afraid of the mutiny or independence of these soldiers, not to mention the fact that the lower level officers could not understand their strategy. In fact, these soldiers also knew a lot of methods to get close to the common people.

This was already considered an elite group that was under the command of the horse and people. With so many talents, this was the foundation of Xiao Letian's career.