"Yes, sir, this Zhao Ming was sent here by Commander Song after all. Wouldn't it be a bit too authentic for us to do this?"
The adjutant said a little embarrassed.
Compared to his embarrassment, Zhang Li, the chief officer, did not move at all, with a calm face and said calmly, "Then send a small team to search.
I think you have heard the previous intelligence. Outer Mongolia went south and directly attacked and killed the Maoming'an Department of Darhan.
The scale is tens of thousands of people, so many people, and they have been premeditated, it is most likely to be a disaster! "
Hearing this, the adjutant nodded in understanding, knowing that what his senior officer said made sense.
He is probably a dead person, and this search is symbolic.
"Then...Do you want to let Chief Song know?"
Hearing this, Zhang Li paused for a moment.
You should really think about this carefully.
"We will report this matter to our superiors immediately, and then the south side will quickly condemn it diplomatically. This matter cannot be hidden.
Just call Lao Song in my name, just think that I owe him a favor, and speak more tactfully, alas! "
Zhang Li couldn't help but sigh as he said this. In his opinion, this matter was still a trivial matter.
The key point is whether he can keep his position if something like this happens.
After all, no matter what the reason is, failing to take precautions in advance and failing to calm down quickly are all major management and decision-making mistakes.
If he hadn't been one of Marshal Yan's subordinates, he would have probably already started writing his resignation.
After all, although Yan Laoxi was born as a merchant, he seemed to outsiders to be stingy all his life.
In fact, he is kind to his own people from the bottom of his heart, whether he is treating his soldiers or the people under his rule.
For example, an epidemic in 2018 swept through several provinces. Other provinces were slow to make decisions, concealed the information from the people, and passed the blame, but Yan Laoxi was different.
In terms of decision-making, the facts were made public, prompt decisions were made, rewards and punishments were clear, and responsibilities were strictly held. Traffic was temporarily blocked to control the epidemic. In fact, he personally supervised and strictly supervised the implementation of epidemic prevention work by the military and police.
This is just a trivial matter. Yan Laoxi is stingy, but the actual amount he spends on education is astronomical.
For example, in the second year after the epidemic, that is, in 2019, of the 1.45 million yuan in fiscal growth in the province, 1.2 million yuan was used for education expenditures.
The school not only has a university, but also established a middle school and an attached primary school. Students are given uniforms and a pair of shoes every year. The school auditorium, conference room, biochemical laboratory, specimen display room, sports field, etc. are all available.
By 2021, there were as many as 500 ordinary higher primary schools in Shanxi with 50,000 students, and nearly 20,000 male and female national literacy schools with 720,000 students.
Among the tens of millions of people in Shanxi, there were nearly one million school-age people, and the literacy education penetration rate reached over 72% at that time.
The data may not be accurate, but Yan Laoxi did invest a lot in education, and even diverted military funds to education at one time.
A scholar once visited Jin Province three times and said, "Except for Shanxi, there is no compulsory education at all in the country."
Of course, the topic is a bit far-fetched. I can only say that warlords who can make great achievements in this era are more or less capable in all aspects.
At the same time, a fight was already taking place on the grassland.
It cannot be described as a fight, but a one-sided pursuit and massacre.
At this time, Boss Guo almost regretted it to death.
If he had known this, he would rather stay in Huozhongtun for a few more days, even if it was a little crowded and the food was not good.
The moment he discovered the other party, Boss Guo turned around and ran away with everyone without hesitation.
It's just that the horses of this group of people didn't know what to eat and grew up, and they ran one or two percent faster than their horses.
But this is normal. In order to pull goods, his horse is the kind of horse that is known for its endurance.
There is no choice but to select some people as bait. However, the opponent has a large number of people. No matter how divided, the opponent can spare manpower to pursue him.
Fortunately, one brother seemed to be ignored and was able to escape. Boss Guo could only hope that this brother would be smarter and go to Huozhongtun to mobilize reinforcements.
There were bursts of Mongolian chatter from behind, and the accent was somewhat different from the Mongolian here.
Boss Guo, who often travels to the grassland, can only listen to the general idea, which means that he is trying to persuade him to surrender, otherwise he will die.
"Boss, why don't we surrender? We still have some money, so what if we spend it to ward off the disaster?"
A subordinate persuaded.
"Idiot! Don't forget who they are?" Boss Guo immediately cursed after hearing this.
This Mongolian man doesn't have any scruples. Boss Guo won't bet on whether the other party will be merciful. Normally, killing and stealing is the most likely thing to happen.
From the perspective of Boss Guo and his party, a large group of Outer Mongolians were chasing them.
In fact, from the rear of the Outer Mongolian army, this looked more like a joke.
Bao Tuotuo, the assistant leader of the Baerhu tribe, was observing this scene with great interest, and whistled from time to time to cheer for the tribal warriors.
The Barhu Tribe is a tribe with a relatively small population on the Outer Mongolian side, with a total population of only 10,000 or 20,000 people.
As for their regular army, they only have one banner and two assistants, totaling 2,000 people.
Mainly responsible for the protective fortifications near the base camp, and at this time, they were twenty miles away from the old site of Pingqiantun.
As a large number of people migrated, the existing houses here became their residence.
When he heard that a scout had discovered a suspicious person, Bao Tutuo, who had been waiting at the rear for a long time, ordered all his troops to double-team him without saying a word.
Fortunately, when their large force arrived, the other party found their traces.
"What a pity! There are no women here!"
Bao Tutu cursed, although there are some female soldiers in their army, they are not many and they all have families.
Of course, our own people can't act recklessly, but it's good to have a little more fun in front of us.
"Tell the brothers, don't kill the fat man at the head. I think he is definitely not simple. I want to torture him!"
Bao Tuotuo smiled and ordered, "This torture is fake, but having fun is real."
The deputy on the side had a strange look on his face. He knew the temperament of his leader and had no taboo.
But after thinking about it, he kindly reminded him, "Master! According to our brothers' inquiries, it seems that the group of Southerners is nearby. Could this be an accomplice of that group of Southerners?"
It's not like they haven't found out anything recently. At least they know that there are a lot of herdsmen gathered in Huozhongtun.
I'm not sure if it was the Southerners last time, but the probability is very high. The scouts just reported the information and the matter was settled.
We are not fools. The terrain of Huo Zhongtun is not easy to attack by force. The shadow of last time is still there. If we lose troops and lose no benefits, it will conflict with the purpose of going south this time.
