"Master Zhao, what did you say?"
Seeing the sea green cooing, the monkey stared with curiosity on his face.
Because this situation is not just once or twice, it has happened many times along the way.
When ordinary people listen to this kind of animal language with confused expressions, Mr. Zhao seems to understand it immediately, and then quickly uses the big bird's message to quickly designate the next route of action and avoid it.
The masters of code tracking can also prove how wise Mr. Zhao's decision was.
Because it can be proved every time that Zhao Ming's detours are not without purpose, as if this big bird has become a spirit.
"It said it saw a group of people a few miles away! It also said..."
"Ah!? How many miles can it tell clearly?" The monkey was shocked, "By the way, what else did it say?"
"It also says you are a bad guy!"
"Sha pen? What pen?"
The monkey scratched his head. Mr. Zhao's words seemed quite enigmatic and he didn't quite understand them.
Zhao Ming just shook his head lightly.
Hai Dongqing naturally couldn't go into too much detail. He just inferred the distance based on the last time Hai Dongqing flew out.
But it can tell the general situation, for example, one person will coo once, if it is a small group of people, it will coo twice, and if it is a large group of people, it will coo several times in succession.
This is the tacit understanding cultivated by Zhao Ming and it along the way.
It was not online at the beginning, but after a few more attempts, coupled with the superb eagle taming skills gained from touching corpses, I was able to barely achieve accurate reporting.
After learning about the situation ahead, Zhao Ming quickly asked a reconnaissance team to move forward.
About half an hour later, the reconnaissance team reported more detailed information.
There is indeed a group of people three miles away in front, and it is an army, but it is a strange army.
The clothes are different from the formal clothes of the general Outer Mongolian army. From their description, they seem to be wearing some high hats, and there are also some lamas wearing red sleeves in the team.
The reason why it can be explained so clearly is that the team responsible for reconnaissance along the way often saw some lamas and monks preaching from a distance.
If anyone was here more than ten years ago, they would find that in just a dozen years, the number of Taoist temples was far less than that of temples.
And this transformation is still visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Ming also remembered that in Outer Mongolia in this era, monks seemed to be the most active in Outer Mongolia.
It is inconvenient to go into details, but the establishment of Outer Mongolia was related to monks to a certain extent in the early days, involving the struggle for power between monks and local princes.
The princes and nobles of Outer Mongolia tended to be more unified during Mr. Xu's recovery period, but the rights of the monks would inevitably be suppressed, so they found new backers, which gave rise to a series of problems.
Secondly, the decline in the population of Outer Mongolia was partly due to the influence of monks.
As monks gained more and more power in Outer Mongolia, a large number of Outer Mongolian men became monks, but their monks did not marry.
From the beginning to the end of the previous dynasty, the population of Outer Mongolia has been plummeting.
"Paigu, whose troops do you think can be stationed here?" Zhao Ming simply asked the locals.
Outer Mongolia is currently divided into four tribes, two districts, and two administrative districts. The four large tribes are in charge of countless large, medium and small tribes under their command.
In the end, it was under the control of the great Culun of Wusulitai, and the Qiyan tribe seemed to have strong troops, but in fact it was just the first echelon of nobles under the great nobles of the Saiyinnuoyan tribe.
"Master Zhao...this may be the nearby Xi Congjun.
Generally speaking, if there is a battalion of foreign troops in a certain area, there must be at least three foreign troops nearby who are under their command and are responsible for basic defense and suppression work. "
Pai Gu thought for a moment and then quickly made a report.
Zhao Ming nodded slightly and let the reconnaissance team continue the screening. At the same time, he was hesitating whether to go around or eat this team directly.
With a wave of his hand, Hai Dongqing on his shoulder took off again and flew in the previous direction to conduct reconnaissance further away.
"It seems that the situation in Outer Mongolia is more complicated than imagined, but this is not something I can get involved in."
Zhao Ming shook his head.
"It's a good thing not to get involved. We can only leave this kind of thing to the superiors." Zhang Kai nodded repeatedly. He would make it as simple as possible.
It's best to just turn around and leave without even having a conflict with the foreigners.
Otherwise, according to Zhao Ming's urine, who knows what kind of trouble it will develop in the future.
At this time, it was near the Xinwu Coal Mine, which was about thirty miles away from Zhao Ming's headquarters.
With the continuous excavation of coal mines and the continuous delivery of industrial facilities from Russia, this place has gradually developed from a deserted land into a market town.
Many locals from Outer Mongolia are conducting various trades here.
After all, there are various specialties sent by foreigners here, and there are also a small number of generous foreigners purchasing them.
Maybe the herdsmen raise cattle and sheep for a whole year, and they might as well do business here for one day.
The best seller here is undoubtedly the horse market. Cattle and sheep are not uncommon in Russia, but horses are military supplies.
Since World War I, Russia has always attached great importance to logistics and transportation, as Outer Mongolia gradually came under control.
A large part of their transportation pressure is placed on horses, one of which is importing horses from Outer Mongolia.
As long as the herdsmen send their horses here, Russian officers will soon purchase them uniformly, and the price cannot be said to be favorable.
But for Outer Mongolians who have almost no trading channels nowadays, it is already a rare and huge sum of money.
Secondly, the most popular thing here is the kiln.
The town here has only been under construction for less than two years, but there are more than a hundred kilns, large and small.
Most of the main consumers are Russian soldiers, not only Russian soldiers stationed here, but also Russian garrisons coming from other nearby stations.
As long as everyone has a break, they all come to nearby market towns for consumption and entertainment.
"Haha! Dmitri, don't you want to make money and marry a wife? Why are you still following our bad example?"
A second lieutenant shook the cigarette in his hand and hugged the young subordinate next to him with a smile.
It may be the first time for the other party to come to such an occasion, and his face is a little red.
"No, Chief Andre, I'm just here to meet my normal physiological needs, not to mention this is my first time and I won't come here often in the future.
I will send most of the money back. "The young soldier defended with a blushing face.
"Hey, you don't understand. As long as you experience this kind of thing for the first time, even if I don't bring you here, you will come secretly, little Dmitri."
The middle-aged second lieutenant named Andre laughed and joked, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
There was a time when he was as green as the Dmitri in front of him, thinking he could save money, but unfortunately, the women here will empty your wallet just like they empty your body.
