It seems that he is cleaning the battlefield, but in fact, Zhao Ming is touching the corpse.

It's just a pity.

"It seems that my abilities are not unlimited, and my archery skills seem to have been promoted to the top."

Zhao Ming muttered to himself, because he had touched more than a dozen corpses of Outer Mongolians one after another, and as a result, except for a slight increase in other skills, the understanding of archery did not move at all.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a Manchurian bow near these corpses, Zhao Ming suspected that this group of Outer Mongolians were all armed with firearms.

But under the corpse one after another, Zhao Ming can be sure that his grassland survival knowledge has been continuously improved, and his equestrian, knife skills, spear skills and various trivial abilities have been improved.

Because many Outer Mongolians have very different abilities, but they always have some of their own specialties, although there are no very amazing people.

But this improvement is still very obvious, and the quality is not enough to make up the quantity.

To Zhao Ming's surprise, he actually mastered Oriental and Russian!

"Orientals and Russians?"

Zhao Minghu looked suspiciously at the two corpses that had just walked by.

The two corpses were roughly swept away and there was nothing abnormal, but now that he looked back and looked closely, Zhao Ming found something unusual.

One of them peeled off his clothes and saw that his skin was obviously too white, and he had a lot of chest hair on his chest, and his physique was very tall.

This is a Russian with a lot of Outer Mongolian ancestry.

And the other one couldn't be seen at all, if it weren't for the calluses on the unique part of the palm, Zhao Ming wouldn't be sure.

However, even if the appearance cannot be determined, the memories of the two cannot deceive Zhao Ming.

"Russian and Oriental spies? Are these two sides moving so often against the outside world? Can any Outer Mongolian tribe find their traces? ”

Zhao Ming still knew that the relationship between Russia and Outer Mongolia was very ambiguous, but he didn't expect the Orientals to penetrate so deeply.

Considering that there were traces of Oriental activities even in Tibetan areas during this period, this seems understandable.

The ambition of the Orientals is inflated as if it were inflated.

"It seems that there is a reason for the south this time, and the influence of these two sides is also indispensable. Temptation? ”

Zhao Ming pondered silently.

It is not far from the Anti-Japanese War, three years is 918, and it will only be two or three years from now on.

It is not surprising that the Orientals want to test this, and even the struggles of the various warlords have the shadow of the Orientals secretly meddling.

In order to stir up domestic turmoil, the Orientals can be said to do everything they can.

"Think so much! I'll strengthen myself first. ”

Zhao Ming shook his head, the Oriental Russians didn't need him to think about it for the time being.

He has already thought about making Chahar his base camp, and Guanzhong is his second base camp.

Before the Anti-Japanese War, he must have operated in Chahar for a long time, and at the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, he was trying to find a way to enter Guanzhong.

After all, the land outside the border fell not long after the start of the Anti-Japanese War, and it was difficult to stand alone in the face of the encirclement and annihilation of the Orientals when the land was vast and sparsely populated.

Either they flee to Outer Mongolia or Central Asia like a lost dog, then they can only take refuge in the Orientals.

Either way, it's not what Zhao Ming wants to see.

At that time, it must go south, and no matter how you say it, tens of thousands of cavalry will have to go south.

Only with soldiers can they have the right, and only with the right can they occupy a certain right to speak in this troubled world, and only then can they be qualified to keep themselves and their families.

Da-da-da-da! ~

With a burst of shaking outside the camp tent, Li He, who had returned with a feather, led the warriors of the neighboring tribes of Ba'a back to the rear base camp.

The base camp was set up at the bottom of a hillside less than ten miles away from Maomei'anbe, next to a river, and as far as the eye could see, the tent stretched endlessly, and the bonfires were like a sky full of stars.

"That's what you gave me? Why didn't you die on the battlefield? ”

A cold voice sounded in the tent, and the beggar banner lord generally spoke very slowly, smoothly and calmly, but now it was extremely cold, which showed the anger in his heart.

However, in this regard, the owner of the Geer Banner and Li He, the leader of the Zuo Leader, glanced at each other, and already had a draft in their hearts.

is to quickly retell the matter with oil and vinegar.

"Your Excellency the Chief Banner Lord! That's the way it is, and that's not at all something that we can do with our neighbouring ministry.

This is an army comparable to Xu, they are invulnerable and invincible, like a living Buddha giving the Dharma, and the warriors of our tribe can't help them at all! ”

As the Banner Master said this, he looked around, and all the flag owners in the camp tent were surprised to hear it.

Xu is a person who has heard of even the youngest banner owner here, and I heard that this person will destroy the country in one day, which can be said to be a heavy blow to the Outer Mongolian Empire that they had just formed.

I didn't expect this Ba'a neighbor Geer Banner Master to have such a high opinion of this enemy.

"Huh! Amusing! Isn't it ridiculous that you make such an excuse in order to excuse yourself? ”

At this moment, a cold taunt came from among the banner owners.

The other party is 1.8 meters tall, and his physique is relatively tall among their Outer Mongolians.

And with a fat body, he is the Khalkha banner master, Katyu!

Because of the long-term trade with the Maomingan and Darhan tribes, the Khalkha Banner is relatively unarmed, and the tribal warriors are fine, but he, the banner owner, is a little unable to maintain his physique.

"Humph! Katyu Banner Lord! I haven't bothered you yet! ”

Seeing the banner master of Khalkha, the eyes of the banner owner of Gerkhal instantly turned red, and he pointed at the other party and reprimanded angrily, "The banner master of Qiyan, and the flag masters. We should ask the Khalkha banner lord Katyu about this! If it weren't for the Katyu Banner Master, he didn't explain in advance that there was such an elite southerner!

No matter how elite this Nanren army is, our Pakistan-Afghanistan neighboring forces will not suffer such heavy losses. ”

Hearing this, all the flag owners had their eyes shining.

Outer Mongolia maintains the tradition of the previous dynasty, a flag is equivalent to a small court, and each flag owner is the existence of the earth overlord.

There is very little friendship between each other, and everyone likes to see other flags biting each other.

"Trouble me? Why don't you say that this is because your Pakistani neighbors are not fighting well? Why don't you say that you can't do it?

Hehe! I'm afraid that if there is no war for a long time, you Ba'a Neighbor will not be able to lift your sword for a long time, right?

It's a shame to suffer such a defeat! ”

The main color of the Geer Banner is very strong, and the owner of this Kaqiu Banner is also not compromising at all.

I saw him look around, and finally his eyes fell on the begging flag master, bowed slightly, and said,

"Please also ask the Qiyan banner master to be the master of our Khalkha Banner, their Ba'an Neighbor Banner is clearly ineffective in fighting and shirking responsibility here, and such people should be severely punished!!"

Hearing this, the old flag master also nodded with deep understanding.

It is undeniable that no matter how clever the owner of the banner of Ba'a is to speak, this fiasco is genuine.

It's just that the punishment can't be heavy, and the punishment in the first game is like this, for fear that it will seriously affect morale.

After a moment of silence, the Qiyan Banner Master had a plan.