Several on-duty sentries at the entrance of Kobdo's military camp, even the second lieutenant officer, had never seen Zhao Xin himself. So when they saw that the number of Zhao Xin's ID was "100001", no one understood the meaning of this set of numbers, but they just thought it was rare.

Fan Tong knew that Zhao Xin didn't like the scene of his subordinates greeting him, so he didn't alarm anyone, and followed the second lieutenant officer to the guard room at the gate of the military camp. When he opened the door, he saw Zhao Xin holding a cup and drinking hot water. A soldier with a gun stood opposite him.

"Oh, big..." Fan Tong originally wanted to call the "big boss", but immediately understood that it was inappropriate, so he stood at the sight and saluted Zhao Xin.

At this moment, several Northern Navy soldiers present were stunned. The second lieutenant woke up in horror. At this moment, there seemed to be only one person left in the entire Northern Navy who could make "Fan Jingwen" take the initiative to salute him...

"Bang!" He immediately saluted Zhao Xin with his legs together, and shouted in a slightly trembling voice: "Hello Commander-in-Chief!"

Haha, Zhao Xin smiled slightly, then looked at another soldier with a purple face, thinking that this guy was quite clever. So he put down his cup, patted the other party's shoulder, said "Do it well", and went out with Fan Tong, leaving a officer and a soldier in the guard room, confused and messy...

“How is this year?”

"Four words, you are busy. In the past, there was Lao Liu and you standing in front of you, but I didn't feel anything. I really got to do it alone, and every day I was full of bad things. The tasks assigned are all kinds of distortions, and if you don't pay attention, you will have to make a mess..."

Fan Tong was chattering while walking, and Zhao Xin just listened, occasionally "Yeah, ah" and soon arrived at the yard where Fan Tong lived. Polya in the room heard the voice and said through the door: "Dear, why are you back so soon?"

"Dear, see who is here?"

Huh~~ Zhao Xinya almost fell down! It would be fine if these two people spoke Russian, but they were still speaking Chinese.

Polya opened the door when she heard the sound and saw that Zhao Xin was standing beside her husband, so she was so surprised that she could hardly speak. She suddenly remembered the scene when she first met Zhao Xin outside Nebchu City, and the other party gave her a piece of chocolate.

"Hello, Polya, I haven't seen you for a long time." Including this, this is the third time that Zhao Xin has seen Polya. After not seeing you for a few years, the timid blonde girl at the time has now become a bright and charming young woman.

"Hello. It's a great honor to see you!" Polya curtsy to Zhao Xin, and then invited the other party into the house.

When the two of them entered the house and sat down, Polia served the breakfast she had prepared. She was afraid that there would be not enough, so she ran to the kitchen and became busy. Zhao Xin looked at Fan Tong with a bad taste, thinking that you are so lucky, but you don’t know if your waist can withstand it.

When Fan Tongyi saw Zhao Xin's smile, he knew what the other party was thinking. He smiled and picked up the bowl of porridge and started eating.

When the two were halfway through the meal, a staff officer sent a telegram he had just received. Fan Tong opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but slapped the table and said, "It's great, I finally found these bastards! Send a report to the cavalry company immediately. You must take down these bastards and try to catch them as much as possible!"

"yes!"

Zhao Xin asked curiously: "What's the situation?"

Fan Tong handed the message to the other party and explained: "This group of bastards pretending to be ours, robbed and killed herders under the banner of the Northern Navy, and did everything evil! The cavalry company has been chasing them for more than two months. This time, it must be tried and found out who sent it, and then held a public trial meeting to shoot it. It's so unethical!"

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After a cold wave, it not only caused a large loss of cattle and sheep to the city of Kobudo, but also caused heavy losses to the herders along the Ubusa Lake 800 miles north of this. Although they would bring lambs and weak ewes into yurts to avoid the cold and hold each other to keep warm, no one expected that it would be so cold a few days ago that they could not even bear the strongest sheep.

The herdsmen with a stern face dragged the frozen sheep with a rope and piled them on the open space in front of their yurts. Everyone was crying and tears were gone. This winter was less than half past, what should we do next?

The sky lost its true nature due to the cold, and the sun became dim and dark, unable to bring any warmth. Herders from various families peeled the frozen sheep and waited until spring to exchange for some black brick tea with the passing business trips. Lamas from nearby temples also wore big red monk robes and came out to help the herders pick up dead sheep.

In such a nearly hopeless atmosphere, a slightly fat elderly man ran from the east, and seven or eight guards were followed by him.

From his posture, he looked like a local official, but he was wearing civilian uniforms and hats, and like a wealthy shepherd. Before he could approach the temporary village, he forced his horse to stop, and the guards behind him stopped in unison. With a regretful look, this man looked around the herders who were crying but not crying for a long time, and looked at the women and children who were ragged in rags.

"How could this happen..." Although his appearance was very calm, his voice was trembling.

At this time, a guard gently pinched the horse's belly, got off his horse and slowly walked to the fat old man, and whispered: "Sir, do you think you want to send someone to report a message to Taiji?"

The old man said with a sad face: "Now the grassland has changed, and Taiji still has no time to take care of himself, alas~~~"

As the two of them were talking, a team of horses with red flags suddenly appeared from the horizon in the southeast. There seemed to be seventy or eighty people. The other party was moving very fast and arrived at the periphery of the village in a blink of an eye.

"Where did this come from the horse team?"

"Is it the horse team of Mr. Yi?

"No! Look at what is drawn on the flag?"

Just as people were speculating, bang! The horse suddenly raised its gun and opened fire. Suddenly, people were in chaos, and women, children and the elderly fled in scattered like frightened birds. The horse's fat old man also became at a loss, and it was too late for the guards beside him to protect him and leave.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The horse team rushed towards them quickly approached them with a shout of killing, and surrounded them in a blink of an eye. The people in the horse team were all murderous, wearing two pieces of green cotton clothes, waving long swords and whipping the panicked herdsmen.

After they suppressed the commotion of the herdsmen, they drove out the yurts of the herdsmen who were hiding at home, and broke out from the horse team with a proud and arrogant face. He looked like the commander of the horse team, holding a sharp knife in his right hand and shouted to everyone present:

"Listen to the dogs, Tartars! We are the Beihai Army. This time we are sent by Prince Zhao. When we come here, we want to fight back against you animals! You Mongolians, in the past, helped the Qing Dynasty to fight against Beihai Town, and this account must be calculated! A group of animals believe in gods and Buddhas! The Beihai Army does not believe in those bad things, so we know how to kill people and avenge the bloody hatred for the Han people over the past two hundred years! Who do you believe in Buddhism? Hand over all the Buddha statues in your house! Whoever wears them will not bend them, and when we look them out, we will behead them on the spot!"

After saying that, he turned to his subordinates and said, "These dogs and Tartars must give them a long experience and let them know the power of the North Navy musket! You, you, and you two, each pick one of them and shoot them and show them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier immediately raised his gun and aimed at an old shepherd. He pulled the lid of the gunpowder pool and then pulled the trigger.

The old shepherd closed his eyes helplessly and waited for the unknown darkness. With a bang, the gunshots and everyone present is shocked and shouted. However, the incompetent soldier did not hit the old shepherd, but instead shot the head sheep he was holding to a bloody and bloody blow.

"Bad!" The guy who looked like a chief cursed angrily, then turned around and said to the herdsman: "This old guy is lucky, he didn't kill him! But look, his sheep is dead! Hand over the Buddha statue quickly, otherwise you can also taste the soybeans from the North Navy!"

After he finished speaking, he paused and saw that there was no movement in everyone present, so he angrily said, "Brothers, search... wait!"

The reason why he interrupted his order was that a fear of death took out the protective Buddha he wore from his chest. A subordinate walked over and took it, handed it to the superior. The guy jumped off the horse, threw the Buddha statue on the ground, waved his right hand, and cut the small Buddha statue made of unknown wood into two pieces with a knife. Then he used the tip of the knife to lift it up high, showing everyone present with his might. The devout herders and lamas couldn't bear to see this and lowered their heads.

The chief was sure that he had suppressed the people present with his momentum, so he shouted again: "And! Who among you has been an arrowhead for Zasaktu Khan and has fought against the Northern Navy, stand up!"

The herdsmen had already had a premonition that something was going to happen. Those men who had been an arrowhead to fight the Northern Navy were all hiding quietly in the crowd with fear, and no one dared to come out.

The commander waved his waist knife and shouted: "First Team! Go and pull out all the young people! The second team is ready!"

Both the women and the elderly surrounded their young relatives closely and did not allow them to take them away, so the battle between the herdsmen and the soldiers began.

"Everyone cannot ask them to pull people out even if they die. They have no good intentions!" The person who said this was a middle-aged man in a purple robe named Balarzhul. This man was the most famous lama doctor among the four banners of Dulbert's right wing. His words were very influential among the herdsmen.

After hearing his words, everyone immediately held hands and surrounded the young and strong, and did not ask the soldiers to rush in. The fight became more and more intense, and many elderly and women were injured. The children fell to the ground and cried loudly. Some were injured by horses, and some were trampled to death!

In the midst of chaos, a few more muskets sounded from a distance, and then the sound of horse hooves shaking from the ground was heard. The commanders of the "Northern Navy" horse team jumped on their horses, looked in the direction of the guns, and then pretended to be panic and shouted to their subordinates like barking: "The team of people from the Zasaktu Khan's army are here! Get up torches quickly, burn the houses of these dogs and Tartars, and retreat northwest!"

Dozens of torches that had been prepared were immediately lit up, and the evildoers riding on the horse screamed like a group of ghosts, throwing the torches into the yurts of the herdsmen in various families. Several other guys threw the torches onto the old Lama of Balarzhul at the same time in order to revenge his leader's resistance just now.

Balar's clothes caught fire, and he could not extinguish them. The fire charred his beard and burned his face. Some of the herdsmen wanted to help him extinguish the fire, but were forced back by the guns of the bandits.

"God will not spare you all!" Balar, covered in fire, shouted in the end, and then lay on the ground and never moved again.

A group of bandit-like "Northern Navy" left for a stick of incense, and a large group of more than 2,000 Mongolian cavalry arrived. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a foam nailed cotton armor, looking tired, and his face was blown out by the cold wind, and blood was leaking out.

He rode his horse to everyone, jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the personal soldiers behind him, and walked up to him in a kind and heartbroken tone: "I am late, so I have let all the villagers suffer!"

"It's Gong Guerzalan!" Several old men said in a crying voice: "Thank you for coming, otherwise we would have let them kill them! Those North American pirates have just escaped. Sir, please go and lead the troops to chase them!"

The person who came was Mr. Gongguer, who once married Siqin as his concubine and later made him miscarriage. This guy accepted the appointment of the Qing Dynasty's special envoy last year and served as the leader of the left wing left banner of the Zalan tribe of the Zasaktu Khan's tribe, and fought guerrillas with the Northern Navy.

The Zhazak Banners in the Khalkha Mongolia in the Qing Dynasty were military and political integration. The grassroots organization of the banner was Zuling, also known as Sumu, which was generally composed of 150 Ding households; the six Zulings were one Gangeous leaders, and the officials were called Zalan Zhangjing; further up there were the commanders of each banner, Zhangjing, Zhangjing, and Taiji, the deputy governing banner.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Due to insufficient troops, the Northern Navy currently only controls important nodes of the Altai Army's Taiwan Post Road, and cannot do in-depth management of the vast pastoral areas. This gives those who are determined to resist the opportunity to fight against the Northern Navy everywhere, and even play tricks to deceive the support of the herdsmen.

The strategy of this guy is to "kill the thief to catch the thief". First, let a group of people take the red flag similar to the North Sea Army, hold the muskets and fake military uniforms provided by the Qing Dynasty, and harm the herdsmen's gathering sites. Then he acted like he worked hard for days and was chasing him. However, just like Ermao Xing can never catch up with Big Sea Army, his troops will never catch up with the North Sea Army.

Whenever the "Northern Navy" burned, killed, robbed a village, he brought people there. He did not take the opportunity to pursue it, but always pretended to be very passionate in front of the herdsmen, and repeated the things he had said in other villages without getting tired of it. This not only won the hearts of the people, but also aroused the enthusiasm of many ignorant herdsmen to take revenge, and followed him into a soldier.

In this way, it took more than half a year for Gonguer to become famous gradually in the intersection of the Donu Ulianghai, Kobdo and Zasaktu Khan tribe. Herdsmen admired him as the "Khalkha Eagle". Their men also grew more and more, from the initial seventy or eighty to two thousand.

The herdsmen were all saying privately: "Since you have a dog, you have to bite the thief. Why do you ask your son to be a soldier who harms his own people?"

Although the Northern Navy had sent a working team in some areas to spread a lot of ideas, with Gong Guer's actions, the old etiquette of the Qing Dynasty began to recover. The herdsmen had to dismount and kneel down to pay their respects when they saw Taiji Bayan. The lamas watched all this quietly and secretly provided food and grass.

Gong Guer clasped his fists at the herdsmen present and whispered: "My fellow villagers, I have led two thousand cavalry to chase these North Sea pirates for two days and two nights. They kill people and set fires everywhere, raped and plundered, and did everything evil. I don't need to say more about this, everyone has seen it with their own eyes today.

Who are the North Pirates? They are thieves who are against Buddha and Bogda Khan! They are just a group of wolves! Nowadays, the Khalkha tribes, especially the young and strong, can only save the grassland left to us by picking up swords and guns and fighting with them!

When I was recruiting soldiers on Dulbert's left wing two months ago, some people said that we would never want to be a job anymore, and swords, guns, bows and arrows had long been thrown into the Karak Lake. Some people called me an owl who could not stay idle and could not see the general trend of the world.

But fellow villagers! Now you can see clearly who is right and who is wrong. I don’t blame those short-sighted guys, but also decide to leave the blame. But today I want to tell you that when the North Pirates were so bad that Khalkha Mongols, whoever did not pick up swords and guns and rode a war horse would be a beast that was afraid of death! He was not worthy of being a descendant of Genghis Khan!

As Zhalan appointed by the court, I feel very sad when I see you suffering such a great disaster! You can call me an incompetent local rat, and I will not blame you. I am very sorry! When this group of North Sea pirates is wiped out, I will personally bring people to ask for food from Master Buddha and send it to you!"

Gonguer seemed to be very excited and ashamed, and everyone present was silent, obviously all his heart was weakened by his words. Gonguer was secretly happy, but his face still looked ashamed and guilty as he slowly raised his head and looked around with concern. Rather than saying that he was concerned about everyone, he was observing everyone's reaction.

The young and strong herders present were so ashamed that they were so ashamed that they could not raise their heads; the old people were moved to tears from their dry eye sockets, and the women were all staring at him with gratitude, while the lamas in cassocks silently recited scriptures and prayed for him.

Suddenly, a few young and strong people rushed out of the crowd, quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of Gong Guer, crying: "Sir! The villain used to be greedy for life and fear death and was not worthy of being a real Mongolian. It is really embarrassing to Lord Buddha! Today I want to join the army with you, kill all the pirates in the North, and avenge everyone! I beg you, let me follow you! Even if you are a horse!"

"I'll go too, I'll die a wish!"

"Sir Xieling, let me go with you too!"

"Okay! They are all good men of the Mongolians!" Gong Guer laughed and immediately asked his subordinates to gather these people and join the back team.

"Look, let's see how I can take back the people's hearts little by little! Timur, Siqin, Benzalan will hang you up at that time and use a whip to tell you what equality is!"

Just as he was thinking happily, a familiar face appeared in the crowd opposite him. He calmed down and saw that it was Damtin, the manager of the local ranch. Gonguer was very surprised. How could this boss who had retired for several years appear here?

He walked over to Damutin, pretending to be very respectful, as if he showed sympathy for his situation. However, when he asked the other party, Damutin's attitude was very cold. The old man was not suspicious, but he couldn't stand the appearance of the savior that Gonguer showed; especially the hypocritical sympathy expressed by Gonguer was simply an insult to him!

Gong Guer vaguely realized the unfriendly reaction of the other party, but he did not turn around and retreat. You should know that the herdsmen around him were watching! So he pressed his voice down and small, leaned over and whispered: "Master, why are you here too? This is too dangerous. You didn't let the North Pirates discover it just now. Thanks to the blessing of Buddha! Now you should get on the horse, I'll send a team of subordinates to escort you back."

"If I don't go back, I'm with everyone, what's the danger? Lord Zhalan! You lead the team to fight and fight the people and eliminate harm, but I have more ability than me. But there is one thing I don't understand. The North Sea pirates who killed and set fire just now ran away. Why didn't you hurry to chase them and stop the team here and say so much nonsense?

When you were talking big, the jackals had already gone to other places to harm the herdsmen. If you chased and killed them and do a good thing for the Mongols, the people on the grassland would put you in a song and sing; but you didn't even stop a wolf hair and delayed this for a long time... Alas! This is not great. Lord of the Collaboration! Please lead your army quickly and chase those damn North Pirates!"

Damting's words not only destroyed Gong Guer's recruitment plan, but also stabbed him in the pain. The guy immediately regarded the other party as an old snake in his heart, wishing to cut it into two pieces with one knife. But he said tactfully: "Boss, the boss! I just said those words just to let our flag citizens know that it is not indifferent to picking up swords and guns to fight the North Sea Pirates. You are right, I will go to chase those thieves immediately. Goodbye, Boss, the boss!"

He turned around and pulled the horse, jumped up and sat up steadily, then raised his right hand and shouted to the herdsmen present: "The North Pirates have brought disaster to the grassland! If it weren't for them, God wouldn't have let so many sheep die in your families! All of you must remember that the North Pirates are the mortal enemy of Mongolia! For Khalkha, we will destroy those demons!"
Chapter completed!