The military camp had long given the artillery officer a very suitable nickname: Panda.

Of course it is not that they are very precious. In fact, the panda is learned in common sense courses. The course written by Zhang Han himself is strange and has everything. People are very impressed by the obvious dark circles of this animal. When the nickname was passed into Zhang Han's ears, a group of artillery officers came over to complain. However, after hearing this, Zhang Han laughed and laughed, and the matter was left unresolved. The word panda was decided.

"Panda" and "Viol Snake" under Zhou Yao's troops are two major features of Yusheng. The nickname of the baggage and transportation brigade is "mule". The transport soldiers feel even more sad and angry about this. However, with the pandas' experience, they can only endure it even if they are dissatisfied.

A clatter of flints sounded in the house, followed by a curling green smoke rising, and the smoke suddenly filled the house. Sun Yao endured the discomfort and continued to point to the arrow in the north and said: "Three routes attack, from Erlonghe Fort in the north to the fifth place of Namur Taiji in the west of Daqingshan, then headed west to the northern area of ​​Guihua City. The mission was undertaken by the Fifth Regiment."

Yang Sisun stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Receive the order."

Zhang Han nodded slightly. This was a pure military meeting. Only the highest-level military supervisor, Sun and Li, accompanied him to attend, but neither the two senior civil servants nor Zhang Han himself made a statement. The protagonist of this drama was Sun Yao.

In recent years, Sun Yao, who was a miner, has fully demonstrated his fine nature of not fearing triviality. Staff work is a very inconspicuous job. At least in the eyes of the Chinese, he can kill and decisive commanders on the battlefield. A fierce general wearing a strong and sharp stubborn general is the traditional image of a general in people's mind. Since the staff officer is not a traditional general, nor is the dog-headed military advisor who shakes the feather fan as people imagine, the positioning is very embarrassing.

Fortunately, under the leadership of Sun Yao, the Staff Office has taken very solid steps and the staff officers have been sent to the brigade level. Each staff officer is a good helper for the chief general. Perhaps the staff officer is not as close to soldiers as military officials, and is widely loved to understand the sufferings of soldiers and solve the troubles of soldiers. However, no soldier or officer can deny the role of the staff officer.

"The Second Regiment of the Gun Cavalry is responsible for supporting the Fifth Regiment of the Infantry and is guarding against the movements of the Kalaqin tribe and the north direction of the Mobei."

Zhu Dayong stood up, clasped his fists like Yang Sisun, and said seriously: "I'll get the order."

"The Second Infantry Regiment is responsible for cooperating with the baggage troops and guarding the attack of the team."

This time, Li Laibin's face was very reluctant, and his voice after clasping his fists was also very low.

"The first, third and sixth infantry regiments, cooperate with the Lancer Regiment and the Second Gun Cavalry Regiment, and attacked the third route of Xiaoheihe Fort, Guihua Fort, and Xiaohekou to attack Guihua City." Sun Yao suppressed his excitement and said seriously: "The three routes will attack, and the specific time of the General Staff will be released to the heads of each regiment in the form of a secret document after the meeting. Please follow the military orders and work hard!"

"Get orders!"

This time, all the officers clasped their fists together and agreed loudly.

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"It's over, everything is over."

Xi Lingse sent envoys to Mobei, Taomen and Kalaqin tribes more than ten days ago, asking these tribes to come for assistance in view of the fact that Dayan Khan and Altan Khan were the ones who returned one after another. In addition to Huo Luochi of the Taomen, the Ordos tribes said they would follow Huo Luochi, and Bai Hong Dataiji still said they could not help. Not to mention that they were facing the threat of Lin Dan Khan, even without the threat of Chahar tribe, Xinghe Fort to Shangdi Fort and Erlonghe Fort were a long diagonal line, which was just right to the north and south of Mobei to Zhangjiakou.

The Kalaqin tribe was firmly blocked on the periphery. The situation this year was completely different from last year. At that time, the Kalaqin tribe could pass through Erlong River and Daqing River. There was lush water and grass there. The army rushed over without any obstacles when they rushed over to the herd. At that time, the Kalaqin tribe met with the Tumote army led by Bu Shitu Khan here, and then rushed to Jining Fort according to Acheng Taiji's idea. Now a year has passed, and another year of summer has arrived. However, the situation on the grassland has undergone earth-shaking changes. Bu Shitu Khan has died and is ashamed of being assassinated by his own tribes.

Ah Cheng Taiji also died and was killed by the Mongolian warriors he liked.

Xi Lingse fulfilled his wishes and realized the ideals of his father and grandfather for three generations, and completely grasped the power of the Tumot tribe. However, what he got was an extremely broken Tumot tribe.

Dingkou lost more than half of it, and now the Tumote tribe has only 50,000, which is completely incomparable to the tens of thousands of Dingkou when Altan Khan was in full swing.

There were many conflicts between the left and right whistles, and Taiji was killed by the Lancers very badly, but they would rather take their herders to the north or the west than to refuse to return to Qingcheng to receive Xi Lingse's protection.

The three khans in Mobei originally maintained respect and loyalty to the Tumot tribe, which was no less loyal to the Khan of the Communist Party of Chahar. However, now only Tuxitu Khan actively responded to Xi Lingse's request for help and mobilized troops in the headquarters. However, although the Tuxitu Khan tribe is the largest Khan tribe in Mobei, there are only tens of thousands of Dingkou. The three khan tribes in Mobei totaled more than 100,000 Dingkou, and they were scattered too far, and their strength was very weak, and they were still restrained within each other. This is also an important reason why they have always been good at obedience. Whether it is Altan Khan, Tumen Khan, Lin Dan Khan and Bushitu Khan, the three tribes in Mobei were very obedient to these powerful Khans, and a ceremony of the Nine White Tribute was held every once in a while. It was the highest etiquette for the Mongols to express surrender and respect, similar to the Han people's tribute to the Mao Tu.

However, now the three parts have been divided, and Tu Xietu Khan has a clear reply, but said that he would wait for the other two parts to act together. After all, the reinforcements of Tu Xietu and the other parts are useless... He Yusheng's Shang army was deployed in the Daqingshan Mountains, and the three coalition forces either detoured or could only cross the Gobi Desert, or could only break through He Yusheng's defense head-on. Although He Yusheng's defense in the north was not tight, it would be a bit too severe for the three Mobei tribes to fight against the Shang regiment army, which had never fought a strong battle.

Therefore, Tu Xietuhan's attitude is gratifying, but the actual result can only make Xi Lingse even more depressed.

Moreover, Tushetu Khan seemed to mention that there was trouble in the north. In the area northwest of Kulun City, the Tushetu tribe was negotiating with a small group of adventurers from the Russians. The two sides fought several times. The Mongols encountered failure without exception. Tushetu Khan was very angry about this. It was just hindering the Russians' strength and strength in the north. Tushetu Khan continued to send people to negotiate with the Russians, hoping that the other party could withdraw by themselves.

In this case, the so-called promise of Tu Xietu's troops to send troops can only be said to be flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

The summer is approaching, and the daytime in the Mongolian grassland is also beginning to feel hot. However, Xi Lingse sat in the magnificent Khan Palace and felt cold. This empty hall seemed to tell the short-term rejuvenation and glorious past of the Mongolians... Just twenty years ago, the glass of wine was not empty, and the guests in the hall were always full. Xi Lingse vaguely remembers that all kinds of people in the hall were all kinds of people. The most conspicuous one was a lama from Tibet, wearing a red robe and Mo.

The famous high hats are obscure, and the Mongolian language in their mouths is obscure. They sit cross-legged and show the mysterious appearance of a master. The Mongolians are very fond of this. More and more people believe in lamas, and more Buddhist temples are built. There are several Buddhist temples in Qingcheng. There are Buddhist temples everywhere on the grassland. Everyone believes in lamas and hopes to get the blessing of the Buddha. However, as more and more Buddhists believe in the Buddha, the Mongolians become weaker and weaker, and are bullied to the doorstep.

"Jinong," a Taiji sat cross-legged on Xi Lingse's lower head and said coldly: "What should we do?"

"The Han people have obviously wanted to launch a large-scale military service." Bai Yintaiji said: "Life and death will last in these few days."

"You have to deal with it." Taiji, who was closer to Bushitu Khan, said coldly: "At that time, Sunan Taiji and Jinnong, both said that the Khan of the past were incompetent, and now it is time to test Jinnong's ability."

Everyone was talking, but Xi Lingse almost shrank into a ball, and her eyes were only staring at the top-quality goat milk wine in front of him.

Everyone was a little angry. They were under tremendous pressure. Everyone's pasture was either forced to give up or was severely harassed. Even the grasslands in the north were often attacked by He Yusheng's cavalry. Under the pressure of the gun cavalry and the lancers, no place within a radius of thousands of miles was safe. The Tumote tribe was more than 700 miles from east to west and 500 miles from north to south. This was the core area and their traditional pasture. Now these places were harassed by the cavalry of the merchant army, and no one could grazing with peace of mind.

Last year, due to the besieging Jining Fort, all the troops suffered considerable losses. They originally expected that they would be able to recover some vitality this year, but they would have lived a much worse life this year than last year.

Batu Taiji said with red eyes: "I don't know how many people will die this winter."

"Even if we can defeat He Yusheng, we will be done."

"We have lost too much in the past two years. Soon, each tribe discovered our weakness. When we saw the blood we shed, each tribe would pounce on us like a pack of wolves and bite them."

Everyone lowered their heads. In the past, everyone wanted to live to the death when they were fighting in the inner world. Now everyone understands that the strength of the entire tribe is the most important thing.

A deep sigh came from the hall. After a while, no one spoke. The Taiji people stood up in groups of three or three, some looked up at Xi Lingse, and saw that Jinnong still sat down, so he turned around and left.

Xi Lingse's closest allies chose to stay. When outsiders came to an almost complete journey, Xi Lingse finally said: "At this time, people's hearts are different, and we cannot unite everyone. The only way now is to rely on the strong Qingcheng to defend. Although the Han people's field strength is far above us, we have the majestic Qingcheng. I have ordered a lot of food to be stockpiled. As long as we persist until winter begins, the heavy snow and cold wind on the grasslands will not be able to withstand it. Enduring this year may be a change that will benefit us..."

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