Chapter 223: Lost and Unregained

Listening to the monkey say this, in addition to Wang Er and Zhang Kai who were a little confused, Baoshan, Zhang He, and Lao Sun Tou, half of the Mongolians who had been living in Inner Mongolia before, were silent for a while.

After a while, Baoshan sighed silently, "This is normal, we also have Taoist temples in Chahar, but most of them are in Chahar, some major towns.

Outer Mongolia was also a part of us before, and it used to be called the jurisdiction of General Uriya Sutai.

Later, it was changed to Outer Mongolia, which was actually our territory at that time, and I remember going to Outer Mongolia with Eji to do business when I was a child.

At that time, I went to Dakulun, and I remembered that there was a big Taoist temple there, called Fuyou Emperor Taoist Temple.

There are many Han Taoist chiefs and Mongolian Taoist chiefs.

They wore uniform vestments.

In fact, it has not been many years since General Xu last recovered Outer Mongolia, and I heard that it seems that the princes and nobles of General Xu who went to Outer Mongolia were warmly welcomed.

I guess many customs haven't changed, but I don't know what will happen in a few decades..."

Baoshan's words made the atmosphere of the team a little stagnant.

In fact, it is not just some landmark buildings, even if it will be hundreds of meters away from the town gathering place in the distance, Zhao Ming can also see that some houses in the town have retained a lot of the style of the previous dynasty.

The former dynasty said that the Manchus were dominant, but in fact they had long been invisibly assimilated, and the architectural style was the Han culture that had been in place for a long time.

This is also some of the characteristics of Outer Mongolia and Inner Mongolia in the early years, scattered nomadic herdsmen, living in yurts, but some towns, Han cultural buildings.

But Zhao Ming was the most shocked.

Because in his previous life, he had seen some photos of Outer Mongolian towns on the Internet, and the photos at that time seemed to have almost no connection with Han culture.

It looks like it's all Russian customs, but who knows that a hundred or two hundred years ago, it was still like this.

The main towns of Outer Mongolia are now not only Mongols, but also a large number of Han Chinese and Manchus.

The Russians, on the other hand, mainly coerced and co-opted the Outer Mongolians, and suppressed the Han and Manchus.

This year's rebellion was mostly Han Manchus, and of course, after so many years, the three bloodlines have long been integrated.

There were many Outer Mongolians in the rebellion, and also in Outer Mongolia, there were many Outer Mongolian magnates who were ostensibly subservient to the Russians, but in fact still had ulterior motives.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In fact, at that time, as long as the country was unified enough and bold enough, even as long as a big northern warlord was ruthless, this large piece of land would not be lost.

This year is really the most promising year, but .....

But hope and disappointment coexisted, and the second Northern Expedition was only experienced in the first half of the year, and Zhang Dashuai, who was entrenched in the northeast, was assassinated again.

Zhang Shaoshuai, who had just taken office, urgently needed to stabilize his territory and close his old man's old department.

The warlords of all walks of life are busy recuperating and recuperating, and the Northeast is busy with stability, and if you want to ask, they all have no time and no energy.

Of course, Zhao Ming doesn't have that heart for Zhang Shaoshuai, even if he really has time and energy, there is still a question mark about whether he can recover Outer Mongolia.

Other than that, everyone else seems to be pretty much the same.

Zhao Ming read some recent newspapers, and the principal's attitude towards Waimeng to the south can be described as fierce, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is thunder and rain.

It's nothing more than creating some trouble for Yan Laoxi and occupying the high ground in public opinion.

It's still for the sake of infighting to have an advantage.

It seems that all of them now have a unified attitude, that is, to pursue the principle that if you are outside, you must first settle inside.

Other than that, it's all on the side.

"It's a pity...."Zhao Ming muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this, Wang Er on the side seemed to have misunderstood the wrong meaning, and nodded, "It's a pity, if only we could take back this piece of land." ”

"Don't even think about it!"

Zhang Kai, who seemed to be overly sensitive, immediately retorted loudly.

"Don't forget the purpose of our trip, don't make any extraneous branches, we can't afford it!"

He was really afraid that Zhao Ming's head would be hot, and as soon as he patted his head, he decided to completely turn Outer Mongolia upside down.

This is purely the old birthday star hanging himself.

"Hehe, Brother Zhang, don't worry, I definitely won't come nonsense, rest assured!" Zhao Ming smiled and was relieved.

"I hope you do what you say!"

Zhang Kai glanced at Zhao Ming, and then silently buried his head and hurried a sigh of relief at the same time.

As long as Zhao Ming doesn't let go, this thing won't be possible.

Go to the mine early to see how things are going, and if you can't do anything, go home as soon as possible.

As for the lack of food and grass, it is a big deal to loot in Outer Mongolia before leaving.

If you don't come to Mongolia once, you need to make a big detour, and the cost of manpower and time is too great, and this business can even be done often.

It's a pity that the nearest road was cut off by the Outer Mongolian army.

The team continued to gallop, barely encountering many obstacles along the way, as most of the time they could be identified by Hai Dongqing and his excellent code tracing technique.

In order to avoid conflicts, plus Waimeng is not like the Central Plains, there are some checkpoints that must be passed, and access is more free.

And this also brought some trouble to everyone, and after a few days of running, everyone who was originally quite energetic will be tortured to the point that no one is a ghost.

Horses galloped underneath, and the fierce wind broke everyone's face.

Although everyone's faces were often red before, now they are not only red, but also purple, and many of their faces are dry and cracked, and serious ones have begun to bleed.

Some young men with tender skin were bleeding from their lips and faces.

Even if you wrap a face towel around your mouth and nose and eyes and only expose your eyes, it will be difficult to prevent the hurricane from getting involved.

On the contrary, Zhao Ming is in the best situation here, and I don't know if it is because he touched a large number of herdsmen and the corpses of Outer Mongolians.

The skin is quite thick, except for some redness, nothing abnormal.

At this time, it was the sixth day after the start of the trip, and the trek along the way was about 300 kilometers, and it was definitely a speed of 100 miles a day.

"Where is this?"

Zhao Ming looked around and asked in a deep voice towards a person in the distance.

The man was a little short, with some Outer Mongolian and Han blood, and his face was also red, but his eyes were bright and seemed to have light.

This man's name was Ribs, and he was the most clever of the captives.

Not only is it short, but it is also very thin, which is very inconsistent with the stocky and burly physique of the Outer Mongolians.

"Zhao.... Zhao Ye, we should have arrived near the northern hills of the Saiyin Nuoyan Division, I don't know the specifics, but it is estimated that it is not far from arriving at the mine near the Great Cullen.

I've walked this road, and it's a bit of an impact, at least I'm not on the wrong path. ”

The pork ribs are explained in jerky Chinese.

Zhao Ming is already very satisfied with this, although the explanation is vague, but the place of Outer Mongolia is still very primitive.

There is no landmark building in the wild, so you can only walk according to a vague impression, and familiar people will basically not go across.

At this moment, suddenly there was a chirp from above, and then a familiar bird flew down like a bullet.

At a distance of 100 meters, this is the deceleration stage, like an aircraft with open landing gear, and finally docked firmly on Zhao Ming's shoulder.