Chapter 1139: Hamadi

Rumyantsev fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, an incredible conjecture popped into his mind.

Could it be...

That this Longyan wants to use this to drag down Tsarist Russia?

As soon as this thought emerged, his complexion changed!

It is possible!

It is very possible!

Although Rumyantsev was a standard, textbook soldier, he still understood the current state of Tsarist Russia very well. Bitter cold, lack of food, lack of food! The reason Tsarist Russia had been strong in recent years was because their speed of expansion was too fast. They had plundered many resources from other places. This was what made Tsarist Russia appear very strong, but in reality, they were already hollow on the inside. The geographically disadvantaged position of Tsarist Russia made it impossible for them to truly become strong.

Therefore...

Compared to the Longyan at this time, who had strong soldiers, sturdy horses, and sufficient provisions, Tsarist Russia actually did not hold much of an advantage!

If Longyan really wanted to fight a Protracted War!

Then Tsarist Russia...

Rumyantsev shuddered all over and turned to run back to his camp, but his foot slipped and he almost fell; fortunately, the people beside him quickly steadied him.

"Marshal!"

"Lord Marshal..."

This stumble allowed Rumyantsev to calm down again.

No...

Even if this Longyan came with the intention of dragging Tsarist Russia into a quagmire... but would Peter listen to this now?

Would he withdraw his troops at this time?

No!

A feeling of despair welled up in Rumyantsev's heart.

"Summon all the generals!"

He suddenly turned and walked toward his own camp, shouting loudly.

"Meeting!"

"Yes!"

However, just at this moment, a Scout suddenly ran over in a great hurry.

"It's bad..."

"Lord Marshal!"

"Marshal..."

Rumyantsev was shocked: "What happened?"

"There is a group of Wusun natives, they, they..."

"What about them!"

A bad premonition arose in Rumyantsev's heart.

"Provisions..."

"They burned a portion and flooded a portion!"

"What?"

Everyone's complexion changed drastically.

"Quick, support the granary!"

Rumyantsev didn't even have time to hold any meeting; he shouted, and the entire camp fell into chaos. Once they heard the granary had been raided, these people no longer had any heart for drinking; one by one, they scrambled out of their tents, not even caring if they were dressed, and swarmed toward the granary.

Upon arriving at the scene, sure enough, the granary area was already in a mess.

Rumyantsev's complexion turned pale in an instant.

The general responsible for guarding the granary ran over, drenched in sweat: "Marshal, these people are truly, truly impossible to guard against! They are too cunning!"

"Shut up! How much was lost!"

Rumyantsev was furious.

As an Army Marshal of Tsarist Russia, he naturally knew deeply that their front line was already too long, and logistics, especially regarding provisions, were the top priority! With hundreds of thousands of troops, once there was any problem with the provisions, almost all combat effectiveness would be lost, let alone morale.

Therefore, he had put a lot of effort into the protection of the granary!

Even though Menshikov was intentionally making things difficult for him behind his back, his provisions were still sufficient!

But now...

Despite all his precautions, he had failed to guard against this group of Wusun people!

"Where are those few Wusun people? Drag them out for me, drag them out!"

Rumyantsev had already begun to roar.

In fact, when their Tsarist Russia Army arrived in the Wusun region, many people of status in Wusun had practically welcomed them with open arms! Why? These Wusun people were basically of the Turkic ethnicity! When the Longyan occupied the Western Regions, if they could have fought back, they would never have been willing to let them rule over them. So, in the Western Regions at that time, they had always been insincere, but when the Tsarist Russia people invaded, just like those surrendering nobles at Balkhash Lake, they quickly turned toward Tsarist Russia, even helping Tsarist Russia slaughter those who dared to resist them!

Rumyantsev felt that they had completely controlled the Wusun region!

However...

He had suffered the same loss over almost the same matter!

Soon, several people wearing Turkic attire were brought over.

"Marshal!"

"Marshal, this has nothing to do with us!"

"Marshal... these unruly people! They have long forgotten their ancestors!"

These few Wusun nobles immediately knelt down, weeping bitterly.

Trash!

Cowards!

Rumyantsev's eyes were cold: "What kind of people are they! To actually let them escape, are you all useless?"

With such heavy and tight protection, they actually let those people escape!

Escaped!

This is absolutely a humiliation to their Tsarist Russia Army!

"Marshal, it must be that bunch of lowly people bought off by the Longyan!"

"Yes, it is them!"

"Marshal, give us a chance to redeem ourselves, we will definitely bring them back and leave them to your disposal!"

Rumyantsev glanced at these few people coldly.

Fortunately, today, only some food was lost, which is of no great consequence...

It does not have much impact on them, but if this situation continues...

Then the impact on the morale of Tsarist Russia will be significant.

"Fine!"

"I will give you seven days!"

Rumyantsev said coldly.

Only then did he turn and leave.

He intends to continue launching the general offensive tomorrow!

In the rainy night.

A dozen or so War Horses, mixed with the sounds of people cheering, rang out through the forest.

"Hahahaha, satisfying!"

"This bunch of Tsarist Russia people actually thought we were from Wusun!"

"Boss is amazing!"

The War Horses these people were riding were all Sweat-Blood Horses! If anyone could see them, they would surely exclaim in surprise; after all, seeing so many Sweat-Blood Horses together is a rare sight.

A group of people wearing face masks cheered incessantly.

Hamadi finally took off his face mask, his thick beard rippling in the rain, and laughed loudly: "We just have to kill these Tsarist Russia barbarians! Satisfying, let's go back today and reward based on merit!"

It turns out that those who raided the Tsarist Russia granary today were none other than the long-absent leader of the Tata Organization, Hamadi!

Speaking of these people, they are a scourge upon this Central Asia land.

However, no one can deny the strength of their combat power.

No one knows just how wealthy this Tata Organization is; their War Horses, weapons, and equipment are all the finest! At the beginning, this Tata Organization only had a dozen or so people, but now, they have been roaming Central Asia and have grown to a scale of over a thousand people!

Their reputation has also begun to spread throughout Central Asia.

Even the Putu Kingdom and other countries in Central Asia frown upon hearing the name of the Tata Organization.

It is not that they cannot be defeated...

It is that you simply cannot catch this bunch of locusts! Their mobility is too high; unless you prepare a massive dragnet and pay a huge price, you cannot annihilate them. But doing so would be more trouble than it is worth. This has led to the growing strength of the Tata Organization. On this continent, which still exists with various racial and ethnic struggles, this Tata Organization has completely become a sanctuary for those who refuse to be governed.

They come and go like the wind and have strong combat power.

They have been "plaguing" the Central Asia land.

No one expected it.

They have now appeared in the Western Regions of Longyan!

And their spearhead is aimed at Tsarist Russia!

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