In fact, it is true, at this time, it is difficult to maintain order again, and the atmosphere in the base camp where the losses have been counted is extraordinarily dead.

The depression is extremely depressing, as if he has won countless times in the casino, and the chips in his hand are enough to comfortably live the next life.

Who would have thought that he was instigated by a fellow fool to continue playing, and this one directly lost almost half of the chips.

Therefore, at this time in the tent, everyone could faintly hear the heavy wheezing sound of the beggar banner master.

Like a male lion who is about to get angry and loses his anger, he is constantly accumulating anger in his heart.

"Akchin, I need an explanation!" The Qiyan Banner Lord said coldly.

"Lord Qiyan, this is just an accident."

Akchin was not afraid at all, it had already happened, and he began to do psychological construction before he came, and he also came up with a complete coping strategy.

"Accidents? Accidents are the spoils that cost us nearly half? And you're being played by others?! The beggar banner lord laughed, and let out a majestic laugh.

"It's not like that, I don't think it's a big deal."

Akchin shook his head, his expression still calm.

"We did lose a lot of loot, and that's understandable. But last night our Noyan tribe also routed the other side, killing hundreds of enemies.

I don't think it's a loss as long as it can greatly weaken the opponent's vitality.

As for the loot, it is true that the losses are not small, but who said that our loot was lost? ”

"Oh? So you mean to say that there is no loss of our loot? The Qiyan Banner Lord sneered.

\"Of course, our loot was only temporarily kept by this group of southerners! \"

With a confident face, Akchin took a step forward, looked around, and said in a loud voice,

"I, Akchin, on behalf of the Noyan Ministry, say that within ten days I will take this Nanren garrison, break through their defenses, and break through their camp.

Take back everything that belongs to us!

And this will require your help, especially you, Lord Beggar! I need your beggar army. ”

"Huh! It's not a small tone, but in the end, we still need our help.

But don't you think it's a bit too coincidental lately? I don't think this is appropriate, and I suggest that the camp should be strengthened.

At the same time, the troops stationed in Chazhong were ordered to escort the remaining booty back to the base camp as soon as possible.

We have lost too much to continue. ”

As soon as the words of the Qiyan Banner Lord came out, the tent fell silent again.

This also means that there has been a serious disagreement between the two flag owners, and the nominal begging flag owner is the boss who has more right to speak.

But now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the group headed by the Noyan Department of Akchin is more powerful.

The previous successive losses have frustrated the prestige and strength of the Qiyan Division, and the strength of the two sides has gradually reversed.

Zhao Ming and Zhang Kai's speculation about the Outer Mongolians is still too conservative.

There is not much difference in the judgment of the Qiyan banner owner, but who can know that Akqin, the banner owner of the Noyan Tribe, actually thought of taking the initiative to attack.

"Akchin, we can't take any more risks, the tribes have lost enough brothers."

"Lord Qiyan, you are old!"

In the face of the words of the beggar banner master, Akchin was too lazy to act, and said indifferently,

"Lord Qiyan, since you are already old, you might as well listen to the opinions of our young people, and ask if everyone is willing to follow you!"

As he spoke, he looked around and casually pointed to one of the flag owners in the crowd.

"You! Norbu, do you think we should take back everything that belongs to us? ”

This is a bit flattering, and the Norbu who was asked was originally one of the branches of the Beggar Ministry, and he wanted to refuse directly.

But when the other party asked this, it seemed that he was too timid, and he was a young man, so he almost blurted out, "It should!" ”

At this moment, the face of the Qiyan Banner Lord was a little ugly.

"What about you! And you? Do you think it should be? Akchin continued to point to the rest.

The order of Ak's hand-picking people is very intriguing, except for the first one, the next two are all their own people, and naturally they all said they should.

The back turned his head again, and began to point to several banner owners of the Qiyan Department, and so many people in front agreed, and they also nodded hesitantly.

The faces of these beggar banner masters were as black as coals, and he had been completely framed.

There must still be some cattiness that he doesn't exist, but it is undeniable that it is impossible for him to leave now.

"So Lord Qiyan, sometimes you still have to recognize the reality. The brothers have been following you for two months, and if we add in the preparations and the long journey, we have wasted half a year.

Now the spoils are enough to make up for our losses, but if that's all there is to it, why should we go through this? ”

Akchin talked eloquently, almost riding on the face of the begging banner master, but the begging banner owner still had to maintain a flat expression.

"Good! I agree, but you have to make sure that if the subsequent battles are frustrated, you must stop in time! ”

Silent for a moment, the Qiyan Banner Master could only get vaccinated as much as possible in advance, and at the same time, he had already begun to secretly plan in his heart to carry out the necessary preparations.

He didn't want to accompany Akchin, a madman, all the way to the dark.

The flags of Outer Mongolia have fallen into a state of emergency preparedness, and one after another orders are constantly shuttling back and forth between Chabei and Chazhong.

There have also been subtle changes in the situation on the grasslands, most notably when many herders in the Chazhong area found that the invasion of Outer Mongolia had almost begun to stagnate, and they were gradually retracting their manpower.

This change also spread to the Metropolitan Mansion just two days later, and there was also a letter requesting merit to the Metropolitan Mansion.

"What do you think?" Zhang Li knocked on the table.

Adjutant Ren looked at the letter and then at a piece of information next to him, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

It seems that this victory should not be faked, and the Outer Mongolians are really hurt. He felt that most of the Outer Mongolians would begin to retreat north around this month. ”

"Well, that's what I thought too, but how the hell did this kid do it?" Zhang Li nodded, his face a little confused.

In fact, this is also what Adjutant Ren is puzzled about.

The battle report shows that this is a raid on the base camp of Outer Mongolia, which can not only retreat with its whole body, but also kill thousands of people, and rescue tens of thousands of herdsmen, countless cattle and sheep.

If there were no suspicious movements in Outer Mongolia today, how could this war report be fake.

"How many troops does this Zhao Ming have?" Zhang Li asked.

"We don't have any real information, because of the recent and more frequent blockade of the northern Chabei line by Outer Mongolia. On the one hand, the situation of the troops under Zhao Ming's command comes from the description of the person appointed by the other party last time.

On the one hand, the intercepted tongue of the outer mask is known.

The former describes the number of troops with more than 1,000 troops, and the latter describes the number of troops with more than 1,000 troops, which is not much different, and it should be 2,000. Adjutant Ren thought for a moment.

Before, when Wang Er and Lao Sun Tou came to deliver the news, they were indeed asked about the current situation in Huo Zhongtun, and they also truthfully reported the personnel situation at that time.

At that time, Zhang Li felt that the number of people was a little inflated, most of them were to deceive the materials as much as possible, and falsely reported some of the numbers, so that Zhang Li could increase his confidence in them.

But now Zhang Li feels that the number of people is small, and the lack is very unscientific.

His independent regiment of 3,000 people was broken by the other party, why could a mere 2,000 people fight a person with a head and a rat?

There's nothing wrong with that, right?

Suddenly, Adjutant Ren seemed to have a relationship with Zhang Li, and said busily, "Sir, did you say that this Zhao Ming has already voted for this..."