Several sentries on duty at the entrance of the Khovd military camp, including the second lieutenant, had never seen Zhao Xin in person, so when they saw that the number on Zhao Xin's ID card was "100001", no one understood the number.
The meaning it represents is just rare.
Fan Tong knew that Zhao Xin didn't like his men to make a big show of greeting him, so he followed the second lieutenant officer to the guard room at the gate of the military camp without disturbing anyone. When he opened the door, he saw that Zhao Xin was holding a cup and sucking.
Drinking hot water, opposite him stood a soldier with a gun.
"Hey, Big..." Fan Tong originally wanted to call the "big boss", but he immediately understood that something was wrong, so he stood at attention and saluted Zhao Xin with a military salute.
At this time, several members of the Northern Navy present were stunned. The second lieutenant woke up with horror. At present, in the entire Northern Navy, the only one who could make "Fan Jingwei" take the initiative to salute was the one from Ulia Sutai.
There's only one person left...
"Pah!" He immediately put his legs together and saluted Zhao Xin, shouting in a slightly trembling voice: "Hello, Commander-in-Chief!"
Haha, Zhao Xin smiled slightly, then looked at the other soldier who was blushing purple, and thought to himself that this guy is quite smart. So he put down the cup, patted the other man on the shoulder, said "Do a good job", and followed Fan Tong.
He went out, leaving the officers and soldiers in the guard room confused and messy...
“How has it been this year?”
"Four words, busy and busy. I used to have Lao Liu and you in front, and I didn't feel anything. Now that I'm in charge of a single task, every day is a lot of trouble. The tasks assigned are all out of shape, and if you don't pay attention, you'll end up with something.
Bring out the trap..."
Fan Tong was chattering while walking, and Zhao Xin just listened, occasionally saying "um, ah" twice, and not long after he arrived in the yard where Fan Tong lived. Polya in the house heard the voices and said through the doorway:
"My dear, why are you back so soon?"
"Dear, look who's coming?"
Oh~~ Zhao Xinya almost collapsed! It would be fine if these two spoke Russian, but they still spoke Chinese.
When Polya heard the sound and opened the door, she saw that it was Zhao Xin standing next to her husband. She was so surprised that she could hardly speak. She instantly remembered the scene when she first met Zhao Xin outside Nerchinsk City.
I also gave her a piece of chocolate at that time.
"Hello, Polya, I haven't seen you for a long time." Counting this time, this is the third time that Zhao Xin has met Polya. After not seeing each other for several years, the timid blond girl has now become a bright and charming girl.
young woman.
"Hello. It's such an honor to meet you!" Polya curtsied to Zhao Xin and then invited him into the house.
After the two of them entered the room and sat down, Polya served the breakfast that had been prepared. Worried that it was not enough, she ran to the kitchen and got busy. Zhao Xin looked at Fan Tong in a playful way and said to himself, "You are such a lucky boy."
, I just don’t know if my waist can bear it.
Fan Tongyi knew what Zhao Xin was thinking by looking at his smile. He smiled, picked up the bowl of porridge and started eating.
When the two of them were eating, a staff officer sent a telegram that had just been received. Fan Tong opened it and took a look at it. He couldn't help but slap the table and said: "Great, we finally found these bastards! Give it to me right away."
The cavalry company sent a report, we must capture these bastards and try to capture them alive!"
"yes!"
Zhao Xin asked curiously: "What's going on?"
Fan Tong handed the message to the other party and explained: "These bastards are pretending to be us, robbing and killing herdsmen under the banner of the Northern Navy. They do all kinds of evil! The cavalry company has been chasing them for more than two months. This time they have to be tried.
Who sent you here to hold a public trial and shoot him? It’s so unethical!”
...
After a cold wave passed, it not only caused a large number of cattle and sheep losses to the city of Khovd, but also caused heavy losses to the herdsmen along the Ubusa Lake, 800 miles north. Although they would kill lambs and weak animals every winter,
The ewes were brought into the yurt to avoid the cold and hugged each other to keep warm. However, no one expected that it would be so cold in the past few days, not even the strongest sheep could bear it.
The herdsmen dragged the frozen sheep with ropes with a straight face and piled them on the open space in front of their yurts. Everyone was crying without tears. This winter was less than half over, and what happened next?
what to do?
The sky has lost its true color due to the cold, and the sunlight has become dim and dim, unable to bring a trace of warmth. The herdsmen of each family skinned the frozen sheep and waited until spring to exchange them with the passing business travelers for some black brick tea. Nearby temples
Lamas also wore bright red robes and came out to help the herdsmen pick up dead sheep.
In such an almost hopeless atmosphere, a slightly fat old man rode up from the east, followed by seven or eight guards behind him.
Judging from his posture, he looked like a local official, but he was wearing civilian clothes and a civilian hat, and he looked like a wealthy herdsman. Before he could approach the temporary village, he strangled him violently.
The horses and the guards behind them also stopped one after another. The man looked around at the tearful herdsmen for a long time with regretful eyes, and looked at the women and children who looked like they were in ragged clothes.
"How could this happen..." Although he looked calm on the outside, his voice was trembling.
At this time, a guard gently pinched the horse's belly, and the horse slowly walked to the fat old man and whispered: "Sir, do you think we should send someone to report a message to Taiji?"
The old man said with a sad face: "Now that the grassland has changed, Taiji still has too much time to take care of itself, alas~~~"
While the two were talking, a horse team with a red flag suddenly appeared from the southeastern horizon. It looked like there were seventy or eighty people. The other party was moving very fast and reached the outskirts of the village in a blink of an eye.
"Where did this horse team come from?"
"Is it Master Wing Chief's cavalry?"
"No! What do you see on that flag?"
Just when people were speculating, bang! The man on the horse suddenly raised his gun and opened fire. Suddenly, people became a mess, and women, children and the elderly all fled like a flock of frightened birds. The fat old man on the horse also became unaware.
At a loss, it was already too late for the guards beside him to protect him and leave.
The horse team rushing towards them quickly approached them with shouts of killing, and surrounded them in a blink of an eye. The people in the cavalry team all had murderous looks on their faces, wearing green cotton clothes with upper and lower parts, waving long knives and leather jackets.
whip, whipping the panicked herdsmen.
After they suppressed the commotion of the herdsmen and drove out the herdsmen who were hiding at home from the yurts, a guy riding a white horse with a proud and arrogant face emerged from the cavalry. He looked like the commander of the cavalry.
, holding a sharp knife in his right hand, he shouted to everyone present:
"Listen, Dog Tartars! We are the Beihai Navy. We were sent here by Prince Zhao this time to avenge blood feud with you animals! You Mongolians used to help the Manchus fight against Beihai Town. This time
The account must be settled! What kind of god do you believe in a bunch of animals? If the Beihai Navy doesn’t believe in those crappy things, we will kill people to avenge the blood feud of the Han people for the past two hundred years! Which of you believes in Buddhism? Hand over all the Buddha statues at home.
Come out! Anyone who refuses to pay will be beheaded on the spot when we find out!"
After that, he turned around and said to his subordinates: "These dog Tatars, you have to give them a long experience and let them know how powerful the Northern Navy's muskets are! You, you, and the two of you, each of you choose someone to shoot at random.
Beat him to death and show them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier on horseback raised his gun and took aim at an old shepherd. He opened the lid of the gunpowder tank and then pulled the trigger.
The old shepherd closed his eyes helplessly, waiting for the unknown darkness. Boom! The gun rang out, and everyone present screamed in horror. However, the incompetent soldier did not hit the old shepherd, but instead shot him and held him captive.
The head sheep was beaten to a bloody pulp.
"Trash!" the officer-looking guy from before cursed angrily, and then turned back to the herdsman and said: "That old guy is lucky that we didn't beat him to death! But look, his sheep are already dead!"
Hand over the Buddha statue quickly, or I’ll let you have a taste of Beihai Navy’s soybeans!”
After he finished speaking, he paused. Seeing that everyone present was motionless, he said angrily: "Brothers, start the search... wait!"
The reason why he interrupted his order was that a herdsman who was afraid of death took out the amulet Buddha he was wearing from his chest. A subordinate walked over to get it and handed it to the chief. The guy jumped off his horse and took the Buddha statue.
Throwing it on the ground, he waved his right hand and cut the small Buddha statue made of unknown wood into two pieces with a knife. Then he stabbed half of the Buddha statue with the tip of the knife and raised it high, showing off to everyone present. Those pious people
The herdsmen and lamas couldn't bear to see this and lowered their heads one after another.
The officer was convinced that he had suppressed the people present with his momentum, so he shouted again: "One more thing! Anyone among you who has served as an archer for Zasak Tuhan or fought against the Northern Navy, please come forward!"
The herdsmen had already had a premonition of what was about to happen. The men who had served as archers and followed the expedition to fight the Northern Navy were all terrified and quietly hiding in the crowd, and no one dared to come out.
The officer waved his sword and shouted: "Team 1! Go and pull those young people out! Team 2 prepare!"
Women and old people surrounded their young relatives tightly and refused to let them take them away, so the fight between the herdsmen and the soldiers began.
"We can't ask them to pull people out even if they die. They have no good intentions!" The person who said this was a middle-aged man in a purple robe named Balazul. This man is from the Four Banners of Dulbert's right wing.
The most famous lama doctor in the village, his words are very influential among the herdsmen.
After listening to his words, everyone immediately joined hands and surrounded the young men, preventing the soldiers from rushing in. The fighting became more and more fierce, and many old people and women were injured. Children fell to the ground and cried loudly.
Some were trampled by horses, and some were trampled to death!
In the midst of the chaos, several more bangs of muskets were heard from afar, followed by the sound of horse hooves that shook the earth. The officers of the "Northern Navy" cavalry jumped on their horses and looked in the direction of the gunshots.
Look, he then pretended to be panicked and shouted like a dog barking at his subordinates: "The large army of Zasak Tuhan is coming! Hurry up, light the torches, burn all the houses of these dog Tatars, and retreat to the northwest!"
Dozens of torches that had been prepared were immediately lit. The gangsters on horseback screamed like a group of ghosts and threw the torches into the yurts of various herdsmen. Several guys also threw the torches at the same time.
Throw it on the old Lama doctor Balajul in retaliation for his leading resistance just now.
Balazul's clothes caught fire, and he could not put it out. The fire scorched his beard and burned his face. Some herdsmen wanted to help him put out the fire on his body, but they were forced at gunpoint by the gangsters.
retreat.
"You evil people, God will not forgive you!" Balazul, who was covered in fire, only shouted one last word, then fell to the ground and never moved.
Just as the gangster-like "Northern Navy" left, a large group of more than two thousand Mongolian cavalry arrived. The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a suit of foam-nailed cotton armor, and he looked like a soldier.
His face was tired, and there were cuts on his face caused by the cold wind, and blood was oozing out.
He rode his horse to the front of the crowd, jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the soldiers behind him, stepped forward and said in a friendly and heartbroken tone: "I am late, and I have made all the fellow villagers suffer!"
"It's Gong Gulzalan!" Several old people said with cries: "Thank you for coming, otherwise we would have been killed by them! Those North Sea pirates have just escaped. Sir, please lead the troops to chase them!"
The person who came was none other than Mr. Gonggur, who had married Siqin as a concubine and later caused her to have a miscarriage. Last year, this guy accepted the appointment of the Manchu envoy and served as the left-wing banner of the Zasak Tuhan tribe.
Zhalan joined the leadership and launched a guerrilla fight with the Northern Navy.
In the Qing Dynasty, the Zasak Banners in Khalkha Mongolia were a unified military and political system. The basic organization of the banner was Zuoling, also called Sumu, which generally consisted of 150 Ding households; the six Zuolings were one Shenling, and the Shenling officer was called
Zhalan Zhangjing; and further up are the commander-in-chief of each banner, Melun, the deputy in charge of the banner Zhangjing, Zhangjing and Taiji.
Due to insufficient troops, the Northern Navy currently only controls important nodes along the Altai Military Station and is completely unable to conduct in-depth management of the vast pastoral areas. This gives those who are determined to resist the opportunity to confront the Northern Navy at every turn, and even play tricks on them.
A trick to defraud the herdsmen of their support.
This guy's strategy is to "catch a thief when a thief calls out". First, let a group of people fly a red flag that looks similar to that of the Northern Navy, and carry muskets and fake military uniforms provided by the Qing Dynasty, and harm the herdsmen gathering points along the way. Then he puts on a show
He looked like he was working tirelessly for days, chasing after all the dust. However, just like the two-haired star could never catch up with the big-haired star, his team could never catch up with the "Northern Navy".
Whenever the "Northern Navy" was about to finish burning, killing, and robbing a village, he would arrive with his people. He would not take advantage of the opportunity to pursue them, but would always pretend to be very impassioned in front of the herdsmen, and then attack other people.
What he said in the village was repeated again and again. This not only won the hearts of the people, but also aroused the enthusiasm of many ignorant herdsmen for revenge and followed him to become soldiers.
In this way, Gong Gur spent more than half a year, and his reputation gradually spread in the areas where Tangnu Ulianghai, Khovd and Zasak Tuhan tribes met. The herdsmen called him "Khalkha" with admiration.
"Eagle". The number of men and horses under his command also increased, swelling from the initial seventy or eighty to two thousand.
The herdsmen are saying privately: "Since you have a dog, you have to bite the burglar, why do you want your son to be a soldier who harms your own people?"
Although the Northern Navy had sent work teams to some areas before and spread a lot of ideas, with Gong Gur's actions, the old etiquette of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties began to be restored. The herdsmen had to dismount when they saw Taiji Bayan.
He knelt down to pay his respects. The lamas watched all this calmly and secretly provided food and grass.
Gong Gur rushed to the herdsmen present and raised his fists, saying loudly: "Dear fellow villagers, I have led two thousand cavalry and have been chasing these pirates from the North Sea for two days and two nights. They are killing people, setting fires, raping and looting everywhere, and they are doing all kinds of evil. This is also true.
Needless to say, everyone has seen it with their own eyes today.
Who are the Northern Pirates? They are rebels who are against Buddha and Bogda Khan! They are a pack of wolves! Now the various tribes in Khalkha, especially the young and strong, can only save their lives by picking up swords and guns and fighting with them.
This grassland left to us by Genghis Khan!
When I was recruiting troops on Dulbert's left wing two months ago, some people said that we no longer wanted to serve as errands, and that the swords, guns, bows and arrows had long been thrown into Lake Karak. Others called me idle.
A living owl cannot see clearly the general trend of the world.
But folks! Now you can see clearly who is right and who is wrong. I don’t blame those short-sighted guys and have decided to let things go. But today I want to tell you that in the North Sea pirates harmed Khalkha like this.
In Mongolia, if anyone did not pick up a sword or mount a war horse, he would be a beast who is greedy for life and afraid of death! He is not worthy of being a descendant of Genghis Khan!
As Zalan, appointed by the imperial court, I feel extremely sad to see you suffer such a big disaster! You can call me an incompetent country rat, but I will not blame you. I am very sorry for you! We will destroy these Beihai gangs.
Thief, I will personally lead people to ask for food from Lord Buddha and deliver it to you!"
Goncourt seemed to be very excited and lowered his head in shame. Everyone present was silent, obviously their hearts were softened by his words. Goncourt was secretly happy, but he still had a look of shame and guilt on his face. Slowly,
He raised his head and looked around with concern at everyone; rather than saying that he was concerned about them, he was observing their reactions.
The young herdsmen present were so ashamed by his words that they could not lift their heads. The old people were moved to tears from their dry eye sockets. The women looked at him with grateful eyes. Those lamas wearing cassocks
They silently chanted and prayed for him.
Suddenly, a few young men rushed out from the crowd, quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of Gong Gur, crying: "Sir! The villain used to be greedy for life and afraid of death. He is not worthy of being a real Mongolian. He is really embarrassing to the Buddha." !Today I want to join you as a soldier, kill all the pirates in the North Sea, and avenge everyone! I beg you, let me follow you! Even if it means being a groom!"
"I will go too, even if I die!"
"Master Xie Ling, please let me go with you!"
"Okay! They are all good men of the Mongols!" Gonggur laughed loudly, and then asked his men to gather these people and organize them into the rear team.
"Watch and see how I win back the people's hearts little by little! Timur, Siqin, when the time comes, Benzalan will hang you up and use a whip to teach you what equality is!"
Just when he was thinking happily, a familiar face appeared in the crowd opposite. He took a closer look and saw that it was Damutin, the manager of the local ranch. Gong Guer was very surprised that this man had already retired. How could a manager who had been a manager for several years appear here?
He walked over to Damutin, pretending to be very respectful, as if he was sympathetic to his situation. However, when he greeted the other party, Damutin's attitude was very cold. The old man It's not that I'm suspicious, but that I can't stand the savior attitude that Goncourt puts on; especially the false sympathy shown by Goncourt, which is simply an insult to him!
Gong Gour was vaguely aware of the other party's unfriendly reaction, but he did not turn around and retreat. You must know that the surrounding herdsmen were watching! So he lowered his voice low and small, leaned over and whispered softly: "Boss Guan, why are you here? It’s too dangerous here. You were not discovered by the Northern Pirates just now, thanks to the blessing of Buddha! Now get on your horse, I will send a team of men to escort you back."
"If I don't go back, what's the danger in being with the big guys? Lord Zalan! You lead the team to fight in the east and west and eliminate harm for the people. You are more capable than me. But there is one thing I don't understand. The person who just killed people and set fire The Northern Pirates ran away in a big way, why didn't you quickly chase them instead of stopping the team here and talking so much nonsense?
When you talk big words, the jackals have already gone to other places to harm the herdsmen. If you catch them and kill them, doing a good deed for the Mongols, the people on the grassland will incorporate you into their songs; But you didn’t even catch a wolf hair, and you still took so long... Sigh! This is not good. Master Assistant! Please lead your army and set off quickly to chase those damn North Sea pirates!"
Damutin's words not only ruined Gong Gour's recruitment plan, but also stung him in a sore spot. The guy immediately regarded him as an old snake in his heart and wanted to cut him in two. But he said politely : "Old Manager! What I said just now is just to let our bannermen know that there is no other intention to pick up swords and guns to fight against the pirates in the North Sea. You are right, I will go after those thieves right away. .Goodbye, boss!"
He turned around and pulled the horse, jumped up and sat firmly on it, then raised his right hand and shouted to the herdsmen present: "The pirates from the North Sea have brought disaster to the grassland! If it weren't for them, God wouldn't have let your families die. So many sheep! All of you must remember that the pirates are the mortal enemies of Mongolia! For the sake of Khalkha, we will destroy those demons!"
The mighty cavalry was dispatched. In the yellow dust raised by the horses' hooves, the old people clasped their hands on their chests, recited scriptures, and prayed for Monsieur Goncourt's victory...