After thinking about it, Zhao Yun thought of a way to bury it on the spot!

All the captives dug a big pit in the grassland with their hands, buried all the corpses, and then leveled them. So no one knows for the time being, and how long you can hide this matter depends on luck!

When the captives were asked to dig the pit, some wept bitterly, some beat their chests, and some were demented, thinking they were going to bury them alive! Fortunately, Timur came forward to explain, and the love of the Mongol captives was stabilized.

After finishing the work, it was already noon the next day.

It is estimated that the people of Hal Aragri are in a hurry, and several horses coming from that direction have been caught by the wind cavalry.

Time is ticking!

All the Soviet prisoners were blindfolded, put on horseback, and quietly escorted back to the camp in Outer Mongolia by a team of 10,000 wind cavalry. Of course, most of the weapons collected were also brought back to the camp.

Some special weapons, such as ironclad cars, built an arsenal directly around the perimeter, stuffed them in, and then dismantled the arsenal. As long as it can be produced in the future, it will be fried if it is kept now.

Only 10,000 wind cavalry remained, and the rest of the wind cavalry were collected in hidden places. Zhao Yun and his party are on the road again. However, there were 1,500 more Mongolian natives in the team, who had been handed over to Timur by Zhao Yun, and a medical team and 2,000 wind cavalry were organized into Zhao Yun's Outer Mongolian Legion. At the same time, Zhao Yun also inserted forty spies into it with the identities of some Mongols.

In the future, Zhao Yun will pull the wind cavalry out of the middle and form a team composed entirely of Mongols, because the units produced in the camp are still many different from normal people, such as eating and other issues, it is better not to be discovered.

At this time, the Mongolian People's Party Army had already begun to be organized according to the establishment of the Soviet Army, with captain, lieutenant and other positions. However, Zhao Yun still established the decimal system according to the habits of the traditional Mongolian army, that is, the army was divided into ten commanders, centurions, thousands of commanders, and ten thousand commanders, etc., and each conscripted herdsman with combat ability knew which ten households he belonged to, and which ten households belonged to which hundred households to ten thousand households, and so on, and reorganized them.

The reason why Zhao Yun is like this is also for Timur. After all, he is an old idea and tradition, and it is difficult to change it all at once, and the Mongols are also familiar with such formations, after all, this is also a tradition that they have used for thousands of years.

In the "Long live the great Genghis Khan!" In the slogan, this Mongol captive team still has a certain morale, and the next thing will be slow, and when this army can be completely subdued, it will depend on Timur's.

Zhao Yun is studying the map again, where to go next?

Shao Lao Er came in with a plate of roast lamb shank. The arrival of the Mongols also brought food, otherwise the two big men would have eaten baijiu and steamed buns.

Zhao Yun was eating a leg of mutton and was preoccupied.

A problem that had not been paid attention to before arose. Just now Timur came with news that the whole army had only three days' rations, because they were all out of the city to fight, so they brought very little food. The Outer Mongolia camp can airdrop a batch, but there are not many, after all, it is a team of more than 1,000 people. Three meals a day are eaten by the old men, which is a lot.

"Young master, Timur said that he was reorganizing the troops, so he won't come." Shao Lao Er is slicing off the mutton piece by piece.

"Is there a city near you that is wealthy?" Zhao Yun established contact with Timur in his heart, hoping that someone in Timur's team would know.

The news I got was that now Outer Mongolia was in chaos, and this place could be the Mongol prince's today, and the Mongolian People's Party army tomorrow, so the deployment was not clear.

However, one piece of news is certain, that is, a team is going to Har Ailag, and the cavalry that had originally been there will assemble and attack, and then follow the ancient tea horse road to Erenhot in Inner Mongolia, and drive all opposition forces out of Outer Mongolia.

The number should be around two thousand, but it is difficult to say whether it is the Soviet army or the Mongolian army. There was also no telegraph here, and communications in the steppes were informed by horseback.

The Fokker fighter was sent out again to find clues. The number is unknown, the strength is unknown, and it is not known where they have been? If you go into town, you don't have to say anything. It's impossible to find an important place to capture and target now!

Finally, in the evening, the Fokker planes spotted a convoy of wagons in the northwest direction, about two thousand men, and at their speed they would surely reach Har Arag at noon to-morrow.

"Not from Cullen?" At first, Zhao Yun judged that this team should have been sent from Kulun, and the planes were all going in this direction, but now it seems that this team is estimated to have been drawn from somewhere.

Originally, it would have been possible to know with Commander Rokossovsky asking, but this guy just kept silent. If you don't see that he will be useful in the future, find a Spy to replace him directly (the Spy can refer to someone for a specific production, similar to a stand-in).

When she woke up this morning, her eyelids jumped, and she felt that something was going to happen today. Every time the eyes jump, something big happens, for example, the last time I was talking to the company commander, my eyes jumped, and as a result, I escaped at that time, but the company commander was blown up by a shell and lost his leg.

However, as a member of the Mongolian People's Party army, Barbarian Rahua belongs to the kind of thinking that is relatively backward, if it were not for the commander of this team who saw him as brave in battle and saved his company commander, battalion commander, and regiment commander in three battles, Barbarian Rahua would have been kicked out of the army a long time ago.

Under the pretext of having a stomachache, the brute grinded from the front of the line to the last row of the line. In the past few days, there have been several battles along the way, and many people in the team have been injured.

The brute pulled the five brothers who were usually good, and slowly fell behind the team.

It wasn't that no one in the team saw that Barbarian Blossom's situation was abnormal today, but no one doubted that he would slip away. He is usually brave in battle, and he is a well-known warrior in the team.

"Ahdu (Mongolian, brother)" said the barbarian in a whisper, "I forgot something in the place where I rested yesterday, how about we accompany me to get it back?" ”

The five of them are usually good brothers, and they don't have any doubts, "Okay!" Barbarian flowers, we'll go with you. ”

Anyway, it's only been an hour, and after an hour and a half of riding on a horse, you'll definitely be able to run back and forth and catch up with the team. The six of them ran to the northwest in a puff of smoke.

An hour and a half later, the six of them had already played back and forth, and they could see the team walking slowly in front of them, and the eyes of the brute and reckless flowers were beating even harder.

"No, no! Let's take a break! It's almost close to our team anyway. Barbarian clutched her stomach and shouted loudly.

The other five people also had no way to deal with him, so they could only accompany him to dismount.

"That's not right!" As soon as she sat down, the brute flower jumped up. There are many fresh horseshoe prints on the grass, and each horseshoe print is the size of a sea bowl, and the span between the front and back hooves is as long as the hands are outstretched. The other five people were also stupid, everyone was crawling on the grassland, and at a glance they knew that there was a group of people riding here on horseback just now. But is this ** still a Mongolian horse on the steppe? The Russians seem to have such good horses, but there are not so many! The six people looked around, and the surrounding grass was full of these ** hoof prints, and at least one thousand-person team had stopped here just now.

And judging by where they stood, their target was definitely the convoy of horses on this road.

"Ahdu, let's go and report the news!" A person next to him mentioned yì.

Barbarian looked at the team again, "It's too late, they're already the prey of the cage now, and if we go forward, they'll become prey too!" Hide all the horses! Tie their muzzles, and no one is allowed to make a sound! ”

The brute crouched down, crawled forward a few steps, and fell to the ground, looking at the caravan in the distance.

Suddenly, the barbarian flowers quickly got up, pulled the war horses and left, and the others were puzzled, so they could only follow the horses, and ran away from the opposite direction of the horse convoy for a while before they stopped the barbarian flowers. "What's wrong? Ahdo, let's run with you, and give us an explanation! ”

"The sound of horses' hooves! The sound of horses' hooves on the ground! There were large teams of horses around. "The brute turned pale.

The other five hadn't reacted yet. In the distance, a thunderous voice came from the direction of the horse convoy, "My master has an order, you must surrender immediately!" If not, there will be no mercy! ”

"The words of the Han people?" The faces of the six people, including Barbarian Ruhua, changed drastically, and they knew what their identities were. They all belonged to the kind of barbarian who was relatively backward in thinking, but brave and brave, and knew that the horse convoy was finished, so they immediately climbed onto the road where the war horses flew and ran away.

Zhao Yun sensed them, but at that time, the cavalry had already begun to attack, and in the end, they still focused on the horse convoy and did not send people to pursue.

The horse-drawn convoy quickly formed a circle, with wagons and camels outside, people and horses, many people pulling their guns out of the carts, and a horse was quickly put in place.

However, the wind cavalry just surrounded them inside, and did not attack, they were waiting.

The square-headed bombers that reappeared in the air took care of the attack. There was a burst of indiscriminate bombardment, and surrounded by a large army, a burst of gunfire rang out in the horse convoy, and soon a white flag appeared in the field of vision of the wind cavalry.

The 2,100-strong contingent killed more than 60 in the bombing, and more than 80 in the fire, and the Mongolian People's Party army, which was less than 2,000 men, surrendered to the wind cavalry. More than 40 Russians and the backbone of the Mongolian People's Party army in charge of the escort were killed.

Timur took over the team again, and Zhao Yun handed over the rest to Timur, and put the released wind cavalry into a parchment roll. Rushed back to the camp in Outer Mongolia and returned to Jiangnan as much as possible.

What was left for Timur was only one order to open the situation in Outer Mongolia as much as possible. You can occupy a small city, but you don't have to occupy a large city with influence, and you can use planes to help you fight when necessary. Actively absorb the resistance forces from all over Outer Mongolia and form a team composed entirely of Mongols. Of course, the camp will provide a lot of support in terms of food and supplies.

In the entire battle of Outer Mongolia, Zhao Yun's cavalry lost nearly 1,000, but captured nearly 4,000 prisoners, which can be regarded as a side support, retaining the strength of some of the old Mongolian princes. Of course, this is only the beginning, and the final result still needs to be captured by the Mongols themselves.