C3391 The Fury of the Bandits (1/2)

The fires that had engulfed the city had thoroughly infuriated the invaders. They had chosen to attack at this time, having received orders on the one hand, and truly wanting to spend the winter in the rich valleys on the other.

The Russian race was born not proficient in construction. Even though they had developed powerful heavy and military industries during special times, they were still lacking in those areas.

With their rough personalities, it was impossible for their construction to be meticulous, especially for the industries involved in the livelihood of the people.

It was fine to let these stupid and big Cossack commit murder and set fires, but it was impossible to let them carry on their production construction!

For example, although they had taken over the beautiful water grass Lake Barkish, the quality of life of tens of thousands of army could not be guaranteed.

They did not even know how to build the most basic adobe houses. In Cossack's hometown, most of the houses were made out of wood and stone.

Central Asia was born lacking wood, so for the past few years, the army had been living off tents.

There was no need to talk about food. Although cattle and sheep could be collected from the surroundings, the dull cooking method made the food taste very monotonous. It was simply cooking meat in brine.

However, even the simplest of salt, logistics, and supplies were difficult to guarantee. The closest supply route to the Lake Barkish was the Volga River Basin, thousands of kilometers west.

The Volga flowed into the Caspian Sea, and at the mouth of the sea, there was a bustling Russian city. If these cavalry soldiers wanted to rely on their country's supplies, they could only hope to stay here.

But the journey was so long, and Sha Russia was so poor, it simply did not have the ability to send them more side food.

The limited supplies were all used to transport cannonballs and bullets, and only war related materials had priority.

These Russian s were forced to fight for it wherever they could, as the Han people's medicine, salt, leather, and spices … They had all become the key figures in the army.

Now, these robbers had finally received the orders to ascend the peak. They could finally do whatever they wanted to get their hands on. How could they not be excited?

Go to the Ivu River Valley, where the Chinese have cities, the soldiers will be able to live in warm adobe houses without wind, with hay to keep them warm, salt and spices to flavor the meat, and even open their mouths to eat wheat and rice.

Compared to the bitterly cold lakeshore camp, the life there was already heaven!

More importantly, the hardworking Han people and the herdsmen of the other races would harvest and store large amounts of herbage during the summer and autumn season. This was the guarantee for the war horses to survive the winter!

Although there was a lot of patriarch grass on both sides of Ili River, it still required Russian to be in the mood to cut it!

These bandits who had killed and set fire to the village, how could they possibly let them do farm work? In the entire summer and autumn, they were either hunting and drinking, or fishing and slacking off. The amount of patriarch grass collected by the entire army wasn't even enough to last them through the winter.

The entire army, even the commanders, were waiting for the final robbery. They just wanted other peoples to work hard and then they would use their knives to rob the ready-made.

His plans were quite smart, but he didn't expect the Chinese people to come for real this time. In the past five years, Sha and Russia came here to seek protection from the Chinese people, but none of the trembling veterans dared to refuse.

The so called military post was more like a resource bank for the Russian. As long as they could send a troop of cavalry to notify them how many they needed, it would be fine.

Today, they had sent their entire army to kill in the rich valley. In the eyes of these bandits, the weak Chinese and the sparsely populated herdsmen definitely would not resist, so naturally, the mountain-like pasture belonged to them.

But reality had slapped them in the face. The usually lowly and lowly veteran had turned into a tiger today, even daring to give up his own life to burn the city!