Ma Yunjiu snorted coldly and said: "Shi Yunhu is nothing. If I hadn't pretended to be stupid, he would have killed me like he did to Blind Wu and Zhou Heilian."
"Then you later fled to Daliang Mountain with him." Huang Hong said as he walked.
Ma Yunjiu said coldly: "When you followed the adults to Lingqiu, I led the cavalry to follow Shi Yunhu, and were blocked behind a small hillside by Tiancheng Guard's soldiers and horses. If you hadn't fled to Daliang Mountain with Shi Yunhu, now The grass on my grave is several feet tall."
"Bah, you still want to have grave grass. Those who died in the hands of the army were thrown into the ditch. Later, my lord sent people to collect the bones. Otherwise, I'm afraid they would still be dead in the wilderness now." Huang Hongchao said on the ground. spat.
Ma Yunjiu glanced at him and said, "I'm too lazy to tell you the difference."
After saying that, he walked a few steps quickly and came to the small square.
Hundreds of cavalrymen and their horses stood in the small square.
As soon as Ma Yunjiu arrived, someone came over with a horse.
The same goes for Huang Hong.
It's just that the people who led Ma Yunjiu's horse were cavalry from the armored cavalry battalion, and the people who led Huang Hong's horse were people from the Foreign Affairs Bureau who came back with him.
Ma Yunjiu took the reins, climbed onto the horse's back, and then said to the person standing at the front: "Liu Chao, take the first squadron of your brigade and follow me out of the city. The others will disband on the spot."
"Yes." Liu Chao agreed, then turned around and shouted to the other cavalry behind him, "All cavalry in the first squadron mount their horses, and the others disband."
The order was given, and except for a group of cavalry who stayed in the square, the other cavalry led their horses and left the square.
Ma Yunjiu looked sideways at Huang Hong and said, "Deputy Director Huang, let's go!"
Huang Hong, who got on the horse, said to several people from the Foreign Intelligence Agency around him: "You come with me, and the others stay."
He pointed at someone next to him.
The man quickly got on his horse and followed Huang Hong.
More than a hundred cavalry and war horses left the camp and headed for the city gate.
In the Dunbao there are not only the soldiers and cavalry of the Tiger Flag, but also Han merchants living on the grassland.
With so many cavalry preparing to leave the city, it was natural that they could not hide it from the Han merchants who also lived in the Dunbao.
However, the armored cavalry battalion would leave the city once or twice every day. They had long been accustomed to it. Now when they see more than a hundred cavalry leaving the city, no one takes it seriously.
Four or five miles away from the Dunbao, across the river, there is a team of ten Mongolian sentries.
The captain leading the team was Mo Zhigen, whom Kankantada accepted.
Kankantada has always been wary of the Tiger-Character Banner, and the Tiger-Character Banner's fortress in Dahei River is closest to Qingcheng. If the Tiger-Character Banner starts a war, it will only attack Qingcheng from this place, so he sent his elite troops to Qingcheng. The Sentinel Cavalry was sent to Daheihe, and they kept an eye on the movements in the Dunbao every day.
"Mo Rigen, another group of armored cavalry has been sent from the Dunbao." A Mongolian sentry came to Mo Rigen to report the news he had found.
Morigen got on his horse and rode to the river bank.
On the grassland on the other side of the river, a group of cavalry wearing black armor galloped away from the opposite side.
"Don't look, there's nothing interesting to see. The cavalry of the Tiger Flag do this every day. They send the cavalry out to patrol every day. It's not new." said a Mongolian sentry with a piece of dead grass in his mouth.
Morigen nodded in agreement.
He had been watching here for more than half a month, and he had long been accustomed to sending cavalry out of the city to patrol the fortress of the Tiger Flag. In the past, he led people to monitor the people of the Tiger Flag on the other side of the river. Later, he discovered that the cavalry of the Tiger Flag would meet After coming out for patrol, I chose to go to the other side of the river bank.
He had fought against the armored cavalry of the Tiger-Character Banner and knew that they were not easy to mess with. In addition, there were only about a dozen of them on the Mongolian side, and when the Tiger-Character Banner's cavalry went out to patrol the city, they would be a team of at least dozens of people, and sometimes there would be more than ten people. Hundreds of people. Although he and the sentry cavalry around him were warriors in the tribe, facing so many armored cavalry, these few of them were no match for the Tiger Banner Cavalry.
"It's still so cold in this day and age. It would be nice to have some sorghum to drink at this time." The Mongolian sentry rider with hay in his mouth said in a low voice.
The sorghum brewed in the Tiger Character Banner is a strong alcoholic beverage. As long as the Mongolians drink it once, there is no one they don’t like, especially those sentry riders who are often outside. They are addicted to alcohol. When the weather is cold, they can only rely on alcohol in the wild. Come and warm yourself up.
"Drink from me!" Morigen took off the wine bag from his waist and threw it to the other party.
After the other party received the wine bag, he hurriedly pulled out the stopper. When he smelled the aroma of wine inside, he frowned and said, "It's kumiss again."
"It would be nice to drink some. Considering our relationship with Tiger Flag, you think we can still drink the kind of wine sold by Tiger Flag." Mo Rigen said.
Because of the conflict between the Tumut Department and the Tiger Banner, business relations between the two parties have long been severed.
The Mongolian sentry rider holding the wine bag frowned and said: "Our business with the Tiger Flag is cut off, but those nobles can drink the kind of sorghum wine sold by the Tiger Flag, and we can only drink Ma Milk wine.”
"I've also heard that many noble people usually drink sorghum wine from the Tiger Flag." A Mongolian sentry rider nearby agreed.
"Shut up, noble man, you can discuss whatever you want." Mo Rigen glared at the other party.
"Just talking casually, there are only a few of us here anyway, Mo Rigen, you can't betray everyone!"
"Actually, I think it was good to do business with the Tiger Flag in the past, because the convoys from the Tiger Flag often came, and the life of the herdsmen was much easier, and we could still drink the sorghum brewed by the Tiger Flag."
Morigen glanced at the companions around him and knew that they were venting their dissatisfaction with having to come out to stare at the movement of the tiger flag on such a cold day, so he couldn't say anything else.
In fact, he himself had similar thoughts to these people.
In the past, when there was the Tiger Flag, the life of the Mongolians was much better. Now that there is no fleet of Tiger Flags coming to their tribes, the leather in many herdsmen's homes has begun to become moldy. Some herdsmen even don't even have iron pots in their homes. You can cook food in a clay pot.
"That's wrong." Mo Rigen frowned as he looked at the armored cavalry with the Tiger Flag that was gradually moving away.
"What's wrong?" The Mongolian sentry rider on the side looked at Mo Rigen.
Morigen frowned and said, "Some of the tiger-shaped banner cavalry who just passed by did not wear iron helmets."
"What do I mean? There's something here. Maybe I forgot to bring it, or maybe you saw it wrong, Mo Rigen." The Mongolian sentry on the side said disapprovingly.
Mo Rigen shook his head and said: "I can't be wrong. One of them, or maybe two of them, is not wearing an iron helmet, and they are not wearing iron armor."
"Even if someone doesn't wear armor, it's not a big deal. Morigen, are you too worried?" said the Mongolian sentry rider next to him.
