Since the Military Commission has come to the military order, Lin Xincheng has strongly agreed, and it is a devil to deal with, these three conditions have been put together, and if you can't let the wind come, you have to calculate carefully to see how you can complete this task at the lowest cost.

In the endless grassland, an army is slowly marching in. At the front of the procession were six motorcycles to open the way, and five columns in the back were pulled out, and when there were cavalry, carriages, and trucks in the middle, there were all kinds of troops, and it was a multi-branch mixed army.

This is Ren Laifeng's deliberate pull out of the full strength of the Flying Tiger Battalion to deter the Japanese spies who sneaked into the prairie, and at the same time let the herdsmen who can't recognize the situation see how strong the Flying Tiger Battalion is.

The target of the Flying Tiger Battalion was the nomadic tribes of Lakshin and Bayan. Ren Laifeng had only been away for two days, and the group of people who had eaten roast mutton with him the day before yesterday were all the backbone generals of the Flying Tiger Battalion, and they all knew the location, and this time even the guide was saved.

The tribe of Lakshin is a large tribe in the steppe, and the whole tribe has hundreds of people and thousands of animals. On the grassland, there is a flat river, and even a little shelter can rarely be seen. The Flying Tiger Battalion is once again dispatched with people and cars, and it can be said that people with good eyesight can see it from several kilometers away. No, a few hundred meters away from the yurt, more than a dozen Mongolian men rode up to meet them.

The two sides stopped at a distance of 100 meters, and after looking at each other cautiously for a few minutes, the Mongolian man took the lead in asking, "Respected warriors, who are you?" Where are you going? ”

"We are the Flying Tiger Battalion of the National Army, and we are going to visit the Mongolian tribes in front. We are good friends with Laksin and Bayan in the tribe! ”

Several Mongolians quickly exchanged words, and one of them shouted to the Flying Tiger Battalion: "Distinguished guests, please wait a moment, I will go back and tell Young Master Lakshen and let him come to greet you in person!" After saying this, the Mongolian knight took the reins, and the Mongolian horse under his crotch let out a neigh, turned around and galloped away in the direction he came from!

Laksin was entertaining his Japanese guests in a yurt. The same group of Mongolian men that Ren Laifeng had seen sat on one side of the long table, and the guests opposite them were several Japanese officers in military uniforms. When the guy in the middle with a mustache and a shrewd face is called Sato Shaosa.

The two sides were talking happily when the butler in the melon skin hat came in again. This time, he didn't report loudly in front of everyone, but leaned close to Lakshen's ear and whispered: "Young master, there is a national army unit outside, there are thousands of people!" They say it's your friend. What to do? ”

Lakshin hesitated for a moment, looked at the Japanese soldier Shaozuo on the opposite side and seemed to have an idea in his heart, leaned his head closer to the partner next to him, and commanded in a low voice: "Bayan, you go with Dalantai and ask about their intentions." If those people are here for Sato Shaosa, you bring them over and let them meet! ”

"Let them meet?" Bayan was taken aback.

"That's right! The national army has so many people, and it is certainly not against us. Both of them are too powerful for us in the Almu tribe to take part in the fight between them, nor to let either of them feel that we are on the side of the other. After they met, they wanted to fight somewhere else! ”

"I know what to do." Bayan agreed in a whisper and bowed to Sato Shaosa, "Sato Shaoza, I still have a little pre-emptive farewell, you can eat and drink here as you like." After saying that, he saluted again and withdrew.

Sato, although a little skeptical, immediately distracted the Japanese with a toast. Coupled with the interjection of a group of Mongolian men in the tent, Sato couldn't think about what the Mongolian man left the table for a while.

Ren Laifeng got off the car and rode on a war horse, and it seemed that it was more appropriate to ride a horse to deal with the Mongols. When I started to get restless, a few horses came running from the direction of the yurt.

After joining the dozen or so Mongol knights, one of them hurried forward a few steps and shouted to the opposing Nationalist army: "Dear friend, our yurt is too small to accommodate your army. Invite your leaders to our yurt for a sweet bowl of mare's milk bar! ”

Do you drink mare's milk? Thinking of that sweet and sour delicious sweet wine, Ren Laifeng's Adam's apple couldn't help but move.

"Bayan, I'm Ren Laifeng. Why, you don't know me after two days of seeing an old friend? Ren Laifeng rode a few steps forward, looking at the drinking friends who had only drunk together yesterday.

"Is it Brother Ren Laifeng? Haha, it's really Brother Ren Laifeng! Is this your army? After finishing his joy, Bayan looked at the mighty master behind Ren Laifeng and was a little surprised. Seeing that Ren Laifeng nodded and admitted, his eyes when he looked at Ren Laifeng brought out a little fear.

"Brother Bayan, the army is the army, and our friendship is friendship. I miss your roast lamb and mare's milk wine! Thank you for your hospitality the day before yesterday, but if I go to eat roast lamb again today, I will have to pay. ”

"We Mongolians treat our friends and never talk about money! A treat is a treat. Speaking of this, Bayan hesitated a little, "Brother Ren Laifeng, what do you want to do with the army?" ”

"It's not against you anyway. You and Lark applied that I had eaten roast lamb and drank mare's milk wine, and I would definitely not take the army to fight friends. You can rest assured of that! ”

"Are you going to fight the Japanese? Laxin asked me to take you there. Although there is roast lamb and mare's milk wine in the yurt, there are also Japanese. Brother Ren Laifeng, our Almu tribe does not like to fight, and we do not want to participate in your wars. Don't fight the Japanese in a yurt! ”

Bayan blushed a little when he said this. He kept saying that he could call his friends, but his tribe could not help his friends to fight, and even asked his friends not to trouble him when they were fighting. This is indeed embarrassing for the always bold Mongolian man. Fortunately, Ren Laifeng doesn't seem to care about his attitude.

"Brother Bayan, don't worry, I promise I won't fight in your yurt! However, if the Japanese provoke first, I can't guarantee that I won't fight back after I have suffered a loss. "I have to say that up front. If the devils are too arrogant, Ren Laifeng doesn't mind exterminating these bastards anywhere, including yurts!

Having said that, Bayan has nothing to say. Ren Laifeng asked about the number of Japanese, picked out the same number of retinues from his own team, and rode together to the yurts of the Almu tribe.