At this time, Lu Guoyi was riding on a horse with a pair of binoculars hanging on his chest.
Behind him were more than two thousand cavalry, which was the strength of their entire regiment and what he relied on on the grassland.
Behind the cavalry were some young herdsmen carrying bows and arrows. These people were driving cattle and sheep, and these cattle and sheep were their army rations.
Lu Guoyi was not afraid that these herdsmen would rebel. These people all inserted knives into the body of the leader, grandpa, in front of all the herdsmen, to show that they said goodbye to the past.
From then on these people were Muldan Merlin's men.
Behind each cavalry is tied a horse for transporting supplies. On one side is a wooden box containing bullets. After coming out this time, Lu Guoyi and the others will not have supplies of ammunition for a long time.
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So every soldier carries as much ammunition as possible.
On the other side of the horse's back are sleeping bags and some compressed biscuits. These compressed biscuits packaged in wax paper can be stored for a long time and are for emergency use, so they don't usually eat them.
Like the Mongols, they were accustomed to eating meat and milk while marching.
Every time they captured a pastoral area, they would take away almost all the horses and cattle, and would only distribute some sheep to those herders who were unwilling to follow them.
The speed of the sheep could not keep up with the cattle and horses, and bringing a large number of sheep would inevitably slow down the march. This was not what Lu Guoyi wanted to see.
Lu Guoyi did not blindly think that he would be invincible after having a lance.
Before machine guns came out, cavalry charges were very dangerous for infantry.
If the Mongols have enough cavalry, the rifles in Lu Guoyi's hands may not be able to stop the Mongols from approaching them.
Lu Guoyi raised his hand and raised his fist, and the cavalry team lined up in four columns immediately stopped.
The auxiliary soldiers behind took advantage of this time to quickly let the cattle and sheep eat some grass.
The soldiers took off the equipment from the horses' backs, led the horses and followed the herdsmen and auxiliary soldiers behind them to drink the horses by a sea a hundred meters away.
Even the above-mentioned officers gathered around Lu Guoyi.
The supervisory committee held a small notebook, and he was responsible for recording the contents of this temporary combat meeting.
"Have you seen the mountain in front of you? That is Musunteke Mountain, where Chahar's Zhenghuang Banner is stationed."
Lu Guoyi pointed to the mountain in the distance and said. This is a mountain with a very gentle slope. The mountain is as green and grassy as the mountain below, especially the sunny slope facing Lu Guoyi and the others.
The Great Wall Company's caravan has already figured out the situation here. Basically, the situation in all the pastoral areas in Mongolia is available in the Huaihai Navy.
Because as long as the pastoral land is of a slightly larger size, it needs to be traded.
The Mongols generally do not give trouble to caravans, except for those horse bandits. Most of the time, caravans will be very safe on the grasslands.
Because the survival of the Mongols depends on two things, one is herding, and the other is trading.
Grazing does not allow them to obtain all the necessities of life. Many things need to be obtained through trading.
They had to obtain daily necessities such as salt, tea, cloth, ironware, etc. through trade, which they could not produce.
When people on the grassland find that someone is attacking a caravan, they usually attack that group. Because after the caravan is robbed, it means that no caravan may be willing to come here next year.
In that case, herders may have to travel hundreds of kilometers if they want to trade for daily necessities.
The grasslands are vast and sparsely populated, and this has always been the case. Sometimes you can run for a whole day without seeing a single person, but it is not as windy and grassy as everyone imagines.
Cattle and sheep also live with herdsmen. Wild yellow sheep can only be seen occasionally in uninhabited places. Those timid animals will run away quickly when they see danger.
It's almost impossible to catch them.
"According to the information given to us by our superiors, the actual strength of Chahar Zhenghuang Banner is around two thousand."
"Of course this is in the context of our surprise attack. If we give them time and they organize all the young men, they can probably organize tens of thousands of cavalry."
"Everyone, let's think about whether we want to fight this battle or not."
After finishing speaking, Lu Guoyi glanced at his several battalion commanders.
The regimental chief of staff had the same opinion as himself, which was to fight this battle well.
Only by laying down this positive yellow flag can Muldan Merlin's reputation be truly promoted.
Only in this way will more herdsmen who want to change their destiny be willing to follow them.
Only after your own team has grown stronger can you turn around and eliminate the Chahar Capital Commander who is chasing you.
At that time, Lu Guoyi would be able to sweep northwards unscrupulously, becoming invincible.
Breaking the order established by the Qing court on the grassland for hundreds of years and laying the foundation for the Huai Navy to station here in the future.
"Captain, why should we discuss this matter? Just do it. Whether it's a frontal attack or a sneak attack, as long as we send our first battalion to take the lead, there will be no problem." The first battalion commander said proudly.
Several other battalion commanders were not willing to lag behind, and even the newly established auxiliary battalion came forward to ask for a fight.
Lu Guoyi also felt that it was completely unnecessary for him to discuss the issue of whether to fight or not with his subordinates.
He simply implemented the battle plan discussed with the chief of staff.
The troops rested at the foot of the mountain, and Lu Guoyi sent a team of scouts out to catch a few tongues.
Those arrested were all herdsmen who came out to graze under Zhenghuang Banner.
Through these people, Lu Guoyi found out the location of Zhenghuang Banner's large tent, which was Lu Guoyi's main target.
As long as the flag garrison is taken down, the surrounding garrison land will become lambs to be slaughtered.
In the early morning of the next day, when it was slightly light, Lu Guoyi marched through the morning fog and led his team towards the station of Zhenghuang Banner.
It took more than an hour to reach the distance of more than ten kilometers. At this time, the morning fog on the grassland had not yet dispersed.
The visibility is less than 100 meters. The station in the distance is at the bottom of the valley below the hillside. The hillside on the side can help the herdsmen block the strong wind on the grassland.
Due to the thick fog, Lu Guoyi could not see what was going on in the camp.
It can only be vaguely distinguished that there are countless small tents surrounding a large tent.
Lu Guoyi asked a group of soldiers to dismount and escort the mortar company to occupy a raised hill.
It was directly opposite the camp, and the distance was only four to five hundred meters, just enough for mortars to cover the entire camp.
You can hear the voices of people who got up early in the camp, but it is still too early and the grazing time has not yet come, so there is no one outside the camp at all.
As long as Lu Guoyi and the others don't make too much noise, they won't be discovered.
Mortars were quickly deployed. These Mongols had no idea that nothing a few hundred meters away could silently threaten them.
Lu Guoyi left the third battalion as a reserve to look after their cattle and horses.
The first and second battalions quietly surrounded them from both sides.
The cavalrymen from the auxiliary camp advanced directly from the front towards the Zhenghuang Banner camp with bows and arrows and horses on their waists.
In their eyes, the former flag lord was a superior person.
But their current master wanted to take them to steal the flag owner, which made them very excited and full of expectations.
It is said that the women of the banner owner are as beautiful as gods, with their breasts as big as a mare's and their buttocks like millstones.
"Bang bang bang..." The deep sound of the mortar sounded.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Then a series of explosions came from the camp.
People in the camp were frightened by the explosion and ran around.
Some war horses, cattle and sheep also ran around. Whether they were livestock or people, everyone collided randomly.
Some children were knocked to the ground, screaming and crying.
The Mongolian cavalry from the auxiliary camp entered the tent area with their sabers raised.
They waved their sabers left and right and slashed at the panicking crowd around them.
Their goal was the largest tent in the center of the camp. It was a very beautifully decorated tent, with decorative silks of various colors fluttering in the wind.
Now there are some personal guards with bows and arrows gathered around the tent.
The personal guards of the flag owner looked around with vigilance. When they saw a group of Mongolians with white towels tied on their arms coming towards them, their eyes showed sarcasm.
What did you think it was? It turned out that these poor devils were rebelling.
But soon gunshots rang out from both sides of the camp, instantly hitting them in the face.
Poor people don't have muskets. Sure enough, at this moment, two Han men dressed in black came from the two wings.
They held up their muskets and fired from a long distance, knocking down everyone who stood in front of them.
This is the long, fat-headed and big-eared flag owner who finally put on his armor and came out of the tent.
Behind him were several crying women.
"Flag Master, what should I do?" the leader of the guards asked.
"Have you been able to defeat them? Do you know who the enemy is?" the flag owner asked hurriedly.
"They all have muskets. They should be the group of horse bandits reported by the Chahar Metropolitan Police." The guard commander was worried. Do you have time to ask these questions now? The only real thing is to run away quickly.
"Then let's run quickly and go to Commander Chahar for help."
The leader of the guards was already worried. He quickly led people to protect the flag owner and mount his horse.
At the same time, people were sent to summon the soldiers in the banner to organize resistance.
Without the flag owner's call, this kind of resistance would simply be a fueling tactic for the Huai Navy.
Even the effect of delaying the Huaihai Navy's time was ineffective.
After the flag leader mounted his horse, a group of people ran towards the open rear position of the camp.
Huai Haijun didn't want to kill them all. It was better to keep these nobles with wine and rice bags, so that they could be harvested again the next time Huai Haijun came over.
However, the flag owner was too fat and his horse could not run fast at all, and he was caught up by Huai Haijun in a short time.
In this case, Huai Haijun cannot be blamed.
A soldier raised his carbine and with one shot knocked down the flag owner who was surrounded by guards.
He felt that this might be the easiest move he had ever made.
The flag leader was killed, and the remaining guards would inevitably die if they ran to Chahar Dutong.
According to the rules, if the general dies, the bodyguard cannot live alone.
So the group of people surrendered neatly under the leadership of the guard leader.
With someone taking the lead, and the auxiliary soldiers shouting in the camp: "The flag owner is dead, surrender without killing."
In less than an hour, the camp was stabilized.
By this time, the milky white morning fog had dispersed, and the sun in the east finally dispelled the morning fog and emerged.
Lu Guoyi rode his black horse into the messy camp. The auxiliary battalion was cleaning up the camp.
They confiscated the weapons of these herdsmen and imprisoned them en masse in cattle pens.
As before, these Mongolian herders were very cooperative.
Lu Guoyi remembered what the president told them about the Mongols. He said that the Mongols were originally fierce horses, but the Manchus castrated them all and turned them into docile horses.
Today's Mongols are no longer good warriors, they are just obedient tools of the Qing Dynasty.