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Chapter 620

Mangui rode his horse on the grassland. After the battle at Shizuishan, the Mongols retreated for more than a thousand miles, and there was no fighting on the Gansu border. The scouts searched for more than a month in the Gobi, but could not find any sign of the Mongols.

September is the day when eagles fly, the autumn grass turns yellow, the sky is high and the horses are fat, and the annual Naadam Conference begins. Mangui, who has nothing to do, roams on the grassland with his cavalry, preparing to participate in the Naadam Conference of Horqin Three Divisions

General Assembly.

The vast majority of the First Cavalry Division are Mongolians, and they yearn for the traditional Mongolian festivals. I don’t know how many years have passed since I have participated in the Naadam Conference. I am looking forward to wrestling, horse racing, archery, and roping with my brothers from the same ethnic group.

Horses, playing Mongolian chess, and tasting mutton, beef jerky, cheese, dried milk, butter, milk lumps, milk tofu, and yogurt.

These are Mongolian traditional foods. The thought of sweet dried milk, milk tofu, and sour milk residue will make people salivate. More importantly, there were girls at the Naadam Conference. Mongolian girls and Han girls were together.

It’s different, someone who is warm and generous will make you feel extremely happy.

Anyway, the three Horqin tribes are Mangui's defense areas. Walking through the Horqin Three Banners, Mangui seems like a lion patrolling its own territory.

"When is the Naadam Festival?" Man Gui swayed her body with the bumps of the horse, resonating with great rhythm.

"The day after tomorrow? Can we get to Geritu's old camp the day after tomorrow?" The Mongols live in pursuit of water and grass, and the place they graze is not fixed every year. Naturally, the old camp of Geritu is not fixed either.

"We have sent our scout brothers to inquire. There are only a few meadows with rich water and grass in the three regions of Horqin. It is not difficult to find them as long as we send people to inquire."

"It's been so many years since I attended the Naadam Conference." Thinking of the scene when her father took her to the Naadam Conference when she was a child, Mangui felt her face blush and her heart beat. There were delicious food everywhere and enthusiastic girls everywhere. Unfortunately, at that time,

Mangui is too poor.

Several cavalrymen ran back from a distance. The soldiers pointed at the cavalrymen and said with a smile: "The scouts are back. These boys ran so fast. They must have found Geritu's old camp."

"I must beat these guys when I come back. They don't care about their horses at all. This is not what we Mongolians do."

"Yes! Haha, beat them up."

Mangui looked at the cavalry galloping in the distance amidst the laughter of his soldiers.

The cavalry ran closer and closer, and the smile on Mangui's face gradually solidified. These cavalrymen were urging their horses like crazy, and the galloping horses' hooves would bring up large chunks of soil every time. The Mongolian cavalry would never destroy themselves like this.

War horses, unless...!

"Commander...! Something... something big has happened." The cavalryman galloped to Mangui and reined in his horse, panting but not forgetting to salute.

"Oh?" Mangui's face darkened. Zhungeer's tribe had disappeared. The scouts searched for a month but couldn't find any trace. Could it be that they had sneaked into the Three Banners of Horqin?

This is a big deal! It is not easy to find a team in the vast grassland. What's more, they are Mongolians who grow up on the grassland. If the Jungar people are determined to play hide-and-seek with them, then things will be very serious.

If these bastards bump into Shanxi, or attack Hebei to grab a share, Mangui will have no other option but to commit suicide and apologize.

The scout led the way, and after running for more than twenty miles, Mangui saw the remains of more than thirty tents at a river bend.

Mongolians live by water and grass. The water and grass in this river bend are abundant. There are more than 30 families of herdsmen, which is considered a large group. Generally speaking, every family has men who can mount a horse to fight. Horse thieves would never dare to attack like this.

herder community.

There was no remaining smoke from the burned tent, and the charcoal seemed to have been watered by rain. It was at least half a month ago, because there was only one rain in this grassland half a month ago.

Inside the ruins are charred human figures, with limbs curled up like mice. There are also human body parts that have been gnawed by wolves on the grass, and some bones still have some rotten meat. A few vultures are pecking at them unscrupulously.

With.

No cattle, sheep, or horses were seen. Not a single living person was seen. Everything that could not be taken away was burned by flames. The killings and looting were done so neatly. If this was a group of horse thieves, Mangui

I believe there will definitely be no less than seven or eight hundred people.

There should not be such a large-scale team on the grassland. It is not easy to feed seven or eight hundred people. They need frequent robberies to survive. If such a large group of robbers were active, whether it was Mangui or Geritu, they would have

Just get rid of them quickly. We will never tolerate them running unscrupulously on the grassland!

Zhungeer people must be Zhungeer people. Mangui seems to smell the smell of those crazy cavalry!

"Check and see if there are any clues." Man Gui ordered, and his soldiers began to explore a ten-mile radius.

Soon a big discovery was made. A large number of scattered white bones were scattered in a radius of one mile. Old-fashioned firecrackers, bows, arrows, sabers and other items fell on the ground. There were also many corpses of war horses. Several of them were rotten.

There were vultures pecking at it. Seeing the arrival of Man Gui and his party, the vultures fluttered their arms and flew into the distance.

"Commander, look!" A soldier picked up a skull with the tip of a knife. There was a round hole on the skull. This was a hole made by a bullet, and Mangui was very familiar with it.

More and more evidence was found. When the soldiers found a yellow flower-like warhead on the horse corpse, there was no need to say anything more. The Jungar people did it. Only the Ming army and the Jungar people in the world could do it.

Such standard bullets.

The bullets used by the Jungar people are the same as those used by the English. They are slightly larger than those used by the Ming army. You only need to compare the two bullets to find out.

These Mongolians put up a desperate fight before they died. There were bows, arrows and scimitars around the corpses here. A few of them also had old-fashioned muzzleloaders on hand.

How could they be the opponents of the Jungar people armed with machetes, bows and arrows, and armed with standard rifles? These warriors all died in battle, and then their homes were looted by the Jungar people.

In the past two years, under the leadership of Geritu, the three tribes of Horqin who were doing business with the Han Dynasty have gradually recovered from their defeats in previous years. Their cattle and sheep have increased again, and the accumulated wealth has attracted jackals. This is how this little

The reason why the tribe suffered annihilation.

"Send the order! The whole division gathered together and prepared for battle. Send people to Gansu, Shaanxi, Shanxi, and Hebei to warn that an unknown number of Zhungeer people have entered the grassland." Man Gui's eyebrows twisted into a knot.

Today's 1st Cavalry Division has almost the same weapons as the Jungar people. In several head-to-head battles in Gansu, the 1st Cavalry Division did not take any advantage, and there were casualties on each other in every battle!

The most important thing now is to know how many people there are in this Jungar tribe that invaded the grassland.

"Commander, if they attack Shaanxi, Shanxi, or Hebei, our backbone will be broken." As the only cavalry division in the Liao Army, there are more than 18,000 people in each cavalry division, but they enjoy regular

More than 30,000 people in the field division were provided with money and food supplies.

The extremely high treatment has long aroused dissatisfaction among other troops. If so many Zhungeer cavalry infiltrated this time and attacked the Han family's territory within the Great Wall, those bastards' bad mouths would not know how to harm people.

"Don't worry, it's September now. It will get cold on the grassland in another month, and it will snow at the end of October. No one will march on the snowy grassland, that is asking for death. They want to rob, and this is the only way.

A little more than half a month.

Assemble the team and find some tracking experts. Although half a month has passed, his traces can definitely be found. Follow the traces and you will find them soon." Man Gui thought for a while and suddenly smiled.

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In the boundless grassland, it is not easy to find a team. But it is easy to track a team, because when large groups of people step on it, they will always leave many traces on the grassland. Broken grass stems, fires and barbecue food

Ashes, human and horse feces, and discarded cattle and sheep bones. Qiugao Sheep Manure, they will never miss the opportunity to taste the rich mutton.

As long as a few tracking experts can catch up with these damn Zhungeers.

The smoke was ignited, and on the grassland with a clear sky, the billowing smoke could be seen within a radius of fifty miles. The soldiers of the 1st Cavalry Division who saw the smoke quickly lit the smoke, and then gathered like the wind towards the place where the smoke was lit.

There were more than 18,000 people in one division, scattered on the ground in a radius of eighty miles. Mangui waited all night, and the next morning the First Cavalry Division appeared in front of him with all its troops.

After calling in several regiment leaders, Man Guiyin pointed at the map with a sullen face: "It has been found out that the Zhungeer cavalry has come in. Whether they came here by detour from the Mongolian grassland, or came from somewhere, we can't find out.

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Now the various units form a long snake formation, lined up from the first to the fifth regiment. Each regiment conducts a net-like search four miles in front of them. As soon as the Jungar cavalry is discovered, report it quickly and then eliminate it. Be sure to

Keep alive, I want to know from their mouths how many Zhungeer people have sneaked in. Do you understand?

Time is running out. They are most likely to launch an attack within half a month. If they sack Shanxi, Shaanxi, or Hebei somewhere, I will kill you all before I commit suicide."

Man Gui knew the animals under his command very well, and they had never heard of the word "preferential treatment of prisoners". War can arouse the most primitive cruelty in people's hearts. It is normal to kill some prisoners after a bloody battle.

In Mangui's view, cruelty can arouse the inner wildness of soldiers. He usually turns a blind eye to torture and killings. As long as it doesn't go too far, he doesn't bother to take care of it.

"Promise!" Seeing the fierce look in the division commander's eyes, the regiment leaders stood at attention and promised. No one dared to be vague. This division commander was a veteran who started his career with the commander. Killing several regiment leaders is a trivial matter!

The First Cavalry Division quickly dispersed, with each regiment having only four miles in front. There were tracking experts in front searching for traces left by the Jungar people, and a large group of people behind followed. Everyone was ready to fight at any time, and every one

The officers and soldiers all held their breath in their hearts.

The grassland is the grassland of the First Cavalry Division. They will never allow any outside forces to infiltrate. Now the Zhungeer people dare to go to their own land to cause trouble. If these bastards are not killed, how can they really mess around in the Liao army in the future?

.How can you hold your head high when you meet your brother troops?

Four miles in front of each regiment, five regiments stretched out for a full twenty miles. Mangui mobilized in the middle and advanced along the place where the traces were found. They marched at an extremely fast speed, for fear of catching up with these bastards.

They take action.

The twenty-mile search line quickly yielded many discoveries. Mangui carefully inspected the camps of these people and found that they also tended to gradually gather in small groups. The camps found on the first day only contained more than fifty piles of ashes.

.All in all, there are only about 500 Jungar cavalrymen.

But when they found the campsite the next day, there were hundreds of piles of ashes.

...!

After walking for five days, the piles of ashes had reached 2,000. Calculating this, the opponent had almost 20,000 troops.

Along the way, they discovered countless small tribes and ordinary herdsmen families that had been massacred. The Jungar people were very cunning. From an eighty-year-old man to a baby in his arms, no one could

Mangui even found out that a baby was missing two legs, and the two bones that looked like mutton leg bones thrown beside the fire looked like human bones.

Finally, on the seventh day, the scouts searching twenty miles ahead exchanged fire with the Jungar Mongolian cavalry.

The sound of gunshots and explosions is the order.

All the soldiers of the 1st Cavalry Division, without waiting for Man Gui's order, immediately expanded their fan area and surrounded the enemy in a fan shape.

The war came too suddenly for Galdan. He penetrated Horqin thousands of miles along the way and gained quite a lot. He also did not expect that the three Horqin movies that had just been robbed a few years ago would actually be destroyed in such a short period of time.

He became rich again.

After Dorgon's persuasion, he ordered five thousand cavalry to escort the loot back to the Turpan fiefdom. With the remaining fifteen thousand cavalry, he rushed to Geritu's old camp to grab a handful. Galdan believed that his

Fifteen thousand cavalry can definitely defeat Geritu holding primitive weapons. After all, this is the last day of the Naadam Conference.

Merchants and leaders from all over the country gathered in the old camp. If you can grab a handful at this time, you will definitely make huge profits.

He was thinking about making a fortune when gunfire rang out not far from the camp.

At first, he just sent a hundred-man team to support. But soon, he had to send a thousand-man team to rescue that centurion. When the gunshots rang out like exploding beans, there was also the sound of mortars exploding in the middle.

After that, Geerdan finally understood. The Ming army was coming, and the difficult First Cavalry Division was coming. And listening to the sound of gunfire, it was not just one or two people who came, but the entire main force should be gathered here.

How did they know that I came to Horqin?
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