Ignoring the idiot Bao Tang next to him, he looked at Zhao Ming and said in a deep voice,
"Can you tell me? Have the Barhu Tribe and the Ba'a Neighbor Tribe fallen long ago?"
"Yes! We will deal with them first and then deal with you." Zhao Ming nodded and did not hide anything.
"As expected! It is indeed like this..."
Lieutenant Antuo actually had a smile on his face.
"Then those who were stationed to the north of our department were people from the Barhu Department?"
"North... Well, it should be them, but they withdrew not long ago. It's a pity, otherwise even he would be served."
Zhao Ming shook his head with regret.
I thought that the Baerhu I met before was already very stretched, but now that I think about it, they are already at their peak.
This Ba'a neighbor and the current artillery assistant leader all seem to be a little out of their minds.
"Haha! I know, alas, I understand everything."
Adjutant Antuo nodded, but now he became lost.
On the side, Bao Tang Zuoling started shouting.
"Impossible! How could they be from the Barhu tribe! It must be you southerners who are lying to me! It's you who are lying to me, right?"
Looking at the lunatic in front of him, Zhao Ming shook his head.
Overall, this person can be considered a talent.
Not to mention his stupid brain, his stupidity actually makes sense.
And not only is one person stupid, but he can also pull all his subordinates into a group of stupid people. Based on the belief that does not exist, this group of people persisted under their onslaught for half an hour.
If the machine gun hadn't been set up in the end, it would have taken at least a quarter of an hour to capture this position.
The stupidest person has the most perfect effect.
If from the beginning, Ba'erhu and Ba'a's neighboring tribes could have such fighting power, Zhao Ming guessed that he wouldn't have to fight and could just go back and wash up and sleep.
"Put it down."
Zhao Ming shook his head. If nothing goes wrong, these two people will definitely be the first to be sent away in the future.
So he wasn't really interested in capturing the other party's officers. On the contrary, ordinary Outer Mongolian soldiers were good at mining.
"Count the captives and pack them up for me if they can be transported back. Don't leave a grain of food for them!"
"yes!"
As Zhao Ming's order was issued, everyone began to get busy.
Some people began to deal with the bodies of the brothers, while others began to collect various supplies from these camps.
There are three camps with a total of six to seven thousand people. With so many people eating and drinking, the materials consumption is huge, so there must be a large amount of materials hoarded in the warehouse.
The results of this search were as expected. The food, rice and noodles alone cost 500 shi, 1,000 cattle and sheep, and 1,000 kilograms of various dry goods.
Zhao Ming was somewhat disappointed when he saw the various living supplies that were counted.
"It seems that it is still unrealistic to rely on plundering the Mongols to survive the winter!"
Zhao Ming shook his head helplessly. At first glance, this food seemed to be quite a lot.
But it was only enough to feed and drink these thousands of captives for more than half a month. After all, Zhao Ming could not leave these captives alone. These captives would be the foundation to make a fortune in the coming spring.
"Yeah, but it's normal and reasonable." Zhang Kai nodded.
“This place is only a few dozen miles away from the base camp of the Outer Mongols, and most of their food should be dispatched from the base camp.
It is impossible to allocate a lot of food at once. "
"Yes!" Zhang He, the old man beside him, also nodded with deep approval.
At this moment, a scout brother came in a hurry on horseback.
"Master Zhao! The brothers patrolling in the north found many traces of Outer Mongolian scouts! It is suspected that the Outer Mongolian army is approaching!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.
But Zhao Ming waved his hand lightly.
"What are you afraid of? The Outer Mongolians don't know how to use good things, so we still don't know how to use them? Move the machine gunners to the northern border defense line of the old Darhan site and strengthen patrols nearby."
As he spoke, Zhao Ming looked at Zhang Kai.
"Brother Zhang, is it okay for you to take the old brothers from the Zhensong Army to break up the rear? If they dare to come up, then give me a good beating!"
"Haha! No problem, I will finally be rich for a while. As long as they come here, I will make sure they never come back!"
Zhang Kai smiled and rubbed his hands. Whether he served under Marshal Feng or Marshal Liu before, he had never had so many machine guns to use at one time.
His previous battalion only had two machine guns when it was at its most prosperous. Later, it was transferred by Marshal Feng's direct troops.
Now there are several light machine guns, one heavy machine gun, and eighteen cannons.
It is equivalent to harvesting an entire firepower to strengthen the firepower of an artillery battalion.
As for whether you know how to use these things, you have been fighting for so many years. Have you never seen a pig running or eaten a pig?
Of course, among the brothers from the Zhensong Army he brought over this time, there were dozens of brothers who had previously served as artillerymen in an artillery battalion under Marshal Liu. They were purely re-employed.
Based on this, Zhao Ming asked Zhang Kai to take charge of this matter. After all, he was a professional.
But after thinking about it, Zhao Ming smiled and pointed at Wang Er.
"Wang Er, are you ready to rest now?"
Wang Er was stunned, not expecting Master Zhao to nod at him, but he vaguely thought of something and nodded.
"Master Zhao, I have no problem, I can definitely fight again!"
"Well, you must work with Brother Zhang to strengthen the defense line!"
"yes!"
Wang Er solemnly performed a military salute.
Seeing this, Zhang Kai's expression was a little complicated, but it only returned to normal for a moment.
A few miles away from the old site of the Darkhan tribe, a large group of cavalry sat darkly on the snow-white field.
The wind and snow turned their bodies white little by little. Although they were wearing thick clothes, they still felt cold inside.
Especially the leader of this army at this time, Lu Hong.
As one of the banner leaders of the Qiyan tribe and a staunch supporter of the Qiyan banner leader heading south, he was in his prime and was listening carefully to the news from the scouts.
After a while, he let out a long sigh and said, "Retreat! It's quite cold here. Maybe we can get some sleep if we go back."
"Sir... Your Majesty! Now that the Southerners are not firmly established, this is a great opportunity for us to regain our position!"
The banner leader He Yan, who had returned to his former majestic demeanor, hurriedly persuaded.
However, what he received in response was a cold gaze.
Lu Hong just stared at him without blinking. Time passed by little by little, until he stared at him and a chill ran down the Heyan Banner Master's spine.
"He Yan! You understand your position now! And you should think about how to go back and explain it to the adults!"
After saying this, Lu Hong ignored the defeated general, turned his horse's head and began to lead his men back.
When passing Heyan and his subordinates from the Baerhu tribe along the way, these warriors from the Qiyan tribe looked at them with their nostrils turned upward, and sneered from time to time.
It can be clearly seen that the two are dressed differently.
The elite members of the Begging Department are all wearing uniform new winter military uniforms, and there is a thick jacket inside to keep out the cold. Although they are bloated, the neat colors and straight waists add to this army. Lots of majesty.
Secondly, this group of people are all equipped with new weapons. The brand-new spears are shiny and shiny. It is obvious that they were not produced for a long time and have been properly maintained.
In addition to the spears, they each had a Manchu bow on their backs, and some also had some Liao-made grenades on their waists.
They do have the confidence to look down on other troops.
Perhaps this is nothing compared to the armies of other countries, but within Outer Mongolia, the configuration of this army is already very powerful.
In addition to heavy firepower, it has also caught up with the armament of the current southern regular army to a certain extent.
