The old guy is over seventy this year, and his beard has turned completely white, and it has spread all over his face. Therefore, what Li Xiao saw was a hairy face.

Li Xiao felt that it would be very convenient for someone to impersonate him. All he had to do was hire a makeup artist and apply a beard all over his face.

The Russian army walked more than 100 kilometers to Uralsk.

When Kutuzov arrived in Uralsk, it happened to be the same day that Li Xiao arrived in Uralsk.

Li Xiao watched groups of fur bears holding guns and walking past in front of him.

These guys are very different from those on the Red Square. First of all, these guys seem to be generally not as tall as imagined.

According to memory, Russians are generally very tall.

But most of the people in front of me are over 1.7 meters tall. A large number of them are around 1.8 meters tall!

But there are very few people from later generations who can easily exceed 1.9 meters.

However, those furry bears did have a good momentum. When they walked in front of Li Xiao, they carried a fierce murderous aura.

They said they were here for revenge, and it seemed that they were not just talking casually.

"Oh, hello, Marshal Kutuzov." Li Xiao smiled and shook hands with Kutuzov.

"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency, Grand Marshal of the Ming Dynasty." Kutuzov was introduced by Brauchitsch and saluted Li Xiao.

"Haha! We are all marshals, so there is no need to be so polite." Li Xiao quickly returned the courtesy.

This is a diplomatic occasion, and etiquette still needs to be more thoughtful.

"The Russian army is very impressive!" Li Xiao looked at the furry bears passing by in front of him.

"Vatutin lost his face to Russia, and he brought these brats to bring back the lost face.

Your Excellency, Generalissimo, please let our Russian army take the main offensive task. We are not all dead, and we do not need the Ming army to intervene."

Kutuzov said to Li Xiao solemnly.

Li Xiao curled his lips, this is the Caucasus Mountains, not western North America.

How many years have passed, and you still engage in one-on-one combat, which is a stupid behavior that is consistent with the status of a knight.

"Marshal Kutuzov, I am just a spectator this time. You need to follow General Sun's orders. I think Her Majesty Queen Catherine should have told you before you came.

This time our Ming Dynasty is in charge, you must obey the command of General Ming Dynasty." Li Xiao pointed at Sun Zhijie beside him.

Sun Zhijie’s face looks ugly!

Because Li Lin, who had been taken away by him for only a few days, returned to Uralsk.

And wearing a straight lieutenant uniform, he was standing next to Li Xiao.

"Yes! In this battle, we have to accept the command of General Ming." Brauchitsch hurriedly stepped forward.

Kutuzov was a pure soldier, and Yekaterina sent Brauchitsch to handle the issue of liaison between the two armies.

When she arrived, Yekaterina gave her a lot of advice, but she was afraid of Kutuzov, a stubborn old guy.

I had a bad temper and offended the people of Ming Dynasty.

There are still many places where Russia needs to rely on Ming Dynasty, and it must not be offended.

"For combat matters, please ask Marshal Kutuzov to go to the joint command headquarters tomorrow morning.

There, I will assign tasks to you." Sun Zhijie spoke with a faint sense of superiority.

The old man in front of him was about the same age as his grandfather. He was considered a national hero of the Russians, but now he had to obey his own orders.

I have to say that the unhappiness caused by Li Lin at this moment was diluted a lot.

"Okay!" Kutuzov said nothing, nodded, and continued to watch the Russian army's entry into the city.

In the evening, Li Xiao held a dinner to welcome the Russian troops who came from afar.

Russians are naturally good drinkers, and Kutuzov was even more addicted to alcohol.

When I met Mr. Ao, who was also an alcoholic, the two started drinking together when they had a disagreement.

In the end, both of them were so drunk that they were carried away.

Early the next morning, Li Xiao was enjoying his breakfast.

But he saw Mr. Ao walking over with frivolous steps and sat down opposite Li Xiao.

The attendant quickly brought a bowl of porridge. Mr. Ao grabbed a steamed bun and drank a bowl of porridge. He picked up a chopstick and picked up some pickles!

"I thought you wouldn't be able to get up today." There are really not many people who can make Master Ao drunk.

It was extremely difficult for Kutuzov to accomplish this feat at the age of seventy.

"Haha! Get up, we have a joint combat mission today. No matter what, you have to get up!

You guys always say that the situation of the war has changed, and our First Division has not fought in a while.

This time we want to see how the battle is going to go."

Ao Ye's mouth is like a bottomless pit, and the big snow-white steamed bun disappears when thrown into it.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the joint operations meeting officially began.

After talking a lot of diplomatic rhetoric, Sun Zhijie began to formally assign tasks.

Prior to this, the Ming Dynasty's road construction team had already repaired the road to Chechnya.

Moreover, the Ming and Mongolian coalition forces have basically eliminated the Chechens in the mountainous areas.

Even if you are walking on the road now, you will not be shot by unknown persons.

The road has been built until we are ten kilometers away from the Chechens, which is the closest distance we can get to the Chechens.

The frontline troops were already under Chechen artillery fire.

The Ming Dynasty road construction team took advantage of the darkness to quickly dig trenches.

Moreover, where trenches intersected, anti-gun holes and other field fortifications were built.

The Ming Dynasty artillery moved into the field fortifications and began an artillery battle with the Chechens.

The result of the artillery battle was that both sides suffered casualties, and it was hard to say who took advantage and who suffered the loss.

However, through this period of contact, Ming Dynasty has figured out the details of the Chechens.

These guys were completely supported by the Hebrews, and all weapons were provided by the Hebrews.

The Hebrews also hired mercenaries from Northern Europe to participate in the war against the Ming Dynasty.

In terms of military strength comparison, the total number of Ming and Russian coalition forces reached more than 70,000.

Among them, the Ming army has more than 26,000 people, and the remaining Russian army has more than 45,000 people.

As for weapons, the Chechens are no match for the coalition.

The train pulled the carts of arms and artillery to the front line, and the artillery was all dragged to the front line by cars.

This allowed the number of artillery pieces of the Ming Dynasty to exceed that of the Chechens almost overnight.

Not only were the numbers astonishing, but this time the Ming Dynasty even brought in a 120mm howitzer because of the towing of cars!

Chechens don't have this thing.

They only have 75mm howitzers with a much smaller caliber, and a large number of twin 25mm anti-aircraft guns.

Because they were afraid of anti-aircraft guns, the Ming Dynasty did not send out aerial reconnaissance airships.

Not even a reconnaissance plane was dispatched. The plane was the latest weapon and one of the top secrets of the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!