Rumyantsev fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, an incredible guess came into his mind.

Could it be...

This dragon flame wants to use this to bring down Tsarist Russia?

As soon as this idea came up, his expression changed!

It's possible!

Very possible!

Although Rumyantsev is a standard soldier, he still knows the current Tsarist Russia very well. It is freezing cold, there is a lack of food, there is a lack of food! The reason why Tsarist Russia has become strong in recent years is because of their expansion.

The speed was too fast. A lot of resources were plundered from other places. This made Tsarist Russia look very powerful. In fact, they were already strong from outside. The geographical location of Tsarist Russia at an absolute disadvantage made it impossible for them to become truly powerful.

so......

Compared with Long Yan, who had strong soldiers and horses and sufficient food and grass at this time, Tsarist Russia actually did not have much advantage!

If Long Yan really wants to fight a protracted war!

That Tsarist Russia...

Rumyantsev trembled all over, turned around and was about to run back to the camp, but his foot slipped and he almost fell. Fortunately, the people next to him quickly supported him.

"marshal!"

"Master Marshal..."

This stagger made Rumyantsev calm down again.

wrong......

Even if this dragon flame comes with the idea of ​​dragging Tsarist Russia into the quagmire... But will Peter listen to this now?

Will he withdraw his troops at this time?

Won't!

Rumyantsev felt a wave of despair in his heart.

"Worry all generals!"

He suddenly turned around, walked towards his tent, and shouted loudly.

"Meeting!"

"yes!"

However, at this moment, a scout suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"It's not good..."

"Master Marshal!"

"marshal......"

Rumyantsev was shocked: "What's going on?"

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

"What happened to them!"

Rumyantsev had a bad premonition in his heart.

"forage......"

"They burned part of it and flooded part of it!"

"What?"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"Quick, support the granary!"

Rumyantsev didn't have time to hold a meeting. He shouted, and everyone in the camp was in chaos. When they heard that the granary was attacked, how could these people think about drinking? They all came out of the camp, and

Regardless of whether he was wearing clothes or not, he headed towards the granary.

When we arrived at the scene, as expected, the granary was already in a mess.

Rumyantsev's face instantly turned pale.

The general who was responsible for guarding the granary ran over, sweating profusely: "Marshal, these people are really, really impossible to guard against! They are too cunning!"

"Shut up! How much has been lost!"

Rumyantsev is so angry.

As a field marshal of Tsarist Russia, he naturally knows that their current front is too long, and logistics support, especially food and grass, is the top priority! If there is any problem with the food and grass for hundreds of thousands of troops, everything will be lost.

Almost all combat effectiveness will be lost, let alone military morale.

So he put a lot of effort into protecting the granary!

Even though Menshikov deliberately made things difficult for him behind his back, he still had enough food and grass!

But now...

He took every precaution, but he failed to guard against these Wusun people!
Chapter completed!