Brother Qianhao stood quietly on horseback in the wind and snow. If they were asked to stay put on the mountain peak, they would not move at all.
A piece of cloth is tied to the front of the horse to reduce the noise the horse makes as much as possible, and the cloth is tied to the bottom of the four legs to slow down the movement.
As time went by, more and more snow accumulated on everyone's bodies, almost turning into snowmen.
And this also virtually adds a layer of protection to everyone.
The grassland is very dark at night, but when one stands on it, one can vaguely see the remains of some human figures.
And if the distance was not within fifty meters, it would be impossible to see such a large group of people gathered here.
Suddenly, bursts of gunshots were heard in the distance. The gunshots were so faint that they were almost inaudible due to the wind and snow.
But Zhao Ming still heard it clearly and estimated in his mind that the distance was about three hundred meters away.
This was a firefight between Outer Mongolia's scouts and our own scouts. The scouts were three hundred meters away, and the main force might be a mile or even several miles away.
Under normal circumstances, it may be farther, but considering that the opponent's main force has really set off, the distance will be much closer.
After all, they were less than ten miles away from Pingqiantun at this time, and the other party might have just dispersed a large group of scouts not long ago.
call!
He took a long breath, and the hot air flowed back under the metal mask, making his face feel warm.
But my whole body felt a little cold, but my palms were covered with thin beads of hot sweat.
Zhao Ming didn't wear gloves because he was pursuing faster reaction and killing.
Sheepskin gloves have recently been made by herdsmen. It is unrealistic to supply them to everyone, but Zhao Ming wants one that is very simple.
However, the herdsmen's workmanship is very rough, and their gloves are thick and bulky, which is not conducive to movement at all.
The hands in the cuffs were obviously a little purple from the cold, but there was still a burst of heat.
His fingers tightened on the reins, his eyes widened and stared straight ahead.
He was no longer too lazy to look at the telescope. It was dark and snowy, and nothing would work, unless it was the thermal imaging or night vision device of later generations.
"Phew! It turned out to be a few southern scouts, have they been dealt with?"
At this time, He Yan, who was huddled in his sheepskin jacket on horseback, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the news from the scouts.
Although this is a sure-win night attack, if the opponent knows about it in advance and is prepared, it will still cause a lot of trouble.
"My lord, those five scouts have all been dealt with!"
"Five? How many of you died?"
Seeing that the other party lowered his head, He Yan raised his brows and said in a deep voice.
"This...three!" the scout said awkwardly.
"waste!"
Hearing this, Heyan swung his riding crop and whipped it over, drawing a bloody streak on the scout's face.
"Please pay attention and cheer up! These southerners are very cunning and powerful at the same time!
These are not those embroidered pillows we encountered before. Don’t let the boat capsize in the gutter! "
Heyan looked around and reminded loudly, but his words could only be heard by the one hundred guards around him in the snow and wind.
Seeing this, he shook his head and cursed,
"Okay, let's keep going! Try to eat the rich mutton soup in Huozhongtun before dawn!"
He Yan was quite confident about this action.
Although it was just an impromptu action, the two days of training were not in vain.
Of course, this training is just to reorganize and train the newly added manpower, but it doesn't matter, as long as they take care of everything.
Two light machine guns and one heavy machine gun, but this thing is a bit bulky.
Although they are all dragged by horses, if there is an accident, the light machine gun is easy to use, just pick it up and find a place to set it up.
But the heavy machine gun can't do that. That thing weighs more than 20 kilograms, and the ammunition alone weighs 40 kilograms.
Not only do two people need to carry it, but they also need to find a relatively flat place to lie down, otherwise the recoil of the thing can kill someone.
Reloading is also quite troublesome and requires two people to help with the operation.
Therefore, this cart contains not only machine gun ammunition but also a few shovels, making it easier to organize the terrain and set up machine guns.
But that's not a problem.
Even if the other party's scouts find out in advance and report back, the other party can teach them a profound lesson by killing them.
For a moment, He Yan seemed to see the opponent being suddenly shot down in pieces by the light machine guns quickly set up by his subordinates.
Bang bang bang!
Almost while the beautiful fantasy was still imagining, a series of sparks suddenly flashed in the dark night in the distance.
Sparks sprayed out bullets, and then he heard several muffled sounds.
Da da da! ~
The sound of rolling horse hooves suddenly sounded, as if it happened at this moment.
The sound of gunshots and then the sound of horse hooves took less than a second, as if there was a large non-existent enemy in front of them attacking them.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"
Some people were shouting, and some people picked up a homemade whistle and started to blow a series of piercing whistles.
But it was too fast and too abrupt! No one expected that they would be attacked while walking.
Could it be that this group of enemies are ghosts and gods? They don't make any sound when they walk?
He Yan was already stunned. The men in the front row seemed to be less than a hundred meters away from the opponent. When the opponent rushed into the formation, he suddenly came to his senses.
"Hold them off! Firepower! Set up cover and firepower quickly!"
Heyan yelled, but there was a commotion and the wind and snow were too strong. His voice was like a whimpering puppy, weak and weak.
At the same time, on the other side, on the northern ridge of Darkhan, about a mile away from the station——
Shan Zhi was the commander of an Outer Mongolian cavalry company. After receiving the order from Lord Zuoling, he led his brothers non-stop to patrol near the ridge north of Darkhan.
It's just that in this cold weather, he couldn't stand it after patrolling for a while.
Not only him, but the brothers also looked unhappy.
"Boss, this is too much. It's starting to snow. Why don't we find a place to hide?"
One of the Outer Mongolian cavalry tightened his jacket and said with a smile.
But his voice trembled when he spoke. Although the Mongolians were not afraid of the severe cold, they could just say it verbally. It was no big deal. Who wanted to hang around outside when it was already snowing heavily?
"Yes, boss, the wind and snow are too heavy now, how can anyone come to this ghost place!"
"That's right, I heard that people in the south are more afraid of the cold than us. I'm afraid that at this point they will stay under the covers and refuse to come out."
The cavalrymen who were slightly closer also echoed.
Seeing that everyone's eyebrows and beards were covered with snow, and their faces were some red and some purple, Dan Zhi also felt that it would not be a big problem if the place was more relaxed.
After all, the people above are just guessing. Unless someone is seriously ill in this damn place, who would dare to walk so far in the wind and snow?
I heard that there is a canal in the mountain stream at the end. If you wade through the water, you will be mentally ill.
Thinking of this, Shan Zhi also sighed.
"Well, let's find a place to rest for a while, but we can't rest entirely. We'll take turns patrolling in groups of ten!"
"Okay!"
Hearing this, all the cavalrymen beamed with joy. There was a cave nearby, and it was just out of the way of the station. Even if they lit a fire, it would not be noticed by the brothers stationed there.
