Chapter 570: Heavy troops sent each other

In a blink of an eye, five days passed. During these five days, Zhang Haotian was very busy. All the Botgeki tribes knew that Barina, Shaobu and Tumen Baoyin were killed, and the nobles were willing to return to the Tatarot tribe and support Hadan Batel as king.

It is indeed true that the saying "those who have attained enlightenment are more helpers, and those who have lost their power are less helpers." Almost no one of the Botgeqi tribes showed sorrow for the death of Baoyin of Tumen, but they were very unfamiliar and afraid of Zhang Haotian. Zhang Haotian was far less majestic than the nobles to treat these civilians. He wandered in various yurts every day, especially the old people in the tribe, and humbly asked them for advice, what did the Botgeqi tribe need and what new ideas would they have after returning to the Tatarot tribe.

Tumen Baoyin has been mediocre all his life and is controlled by others. However, the only contribution he made was to help Zhang Haotian. He has been the king of Botgeki for seven years. In these seven years, he has never been to the homes of civilians, let alone as humble as Zhang Haotian, chatting with the elderly and teasing children. Therefore, Zhang Haotian is easily accepted. Of course, for women, he is more willing to follow such a handsome and kind prince himself.

Although he was approaching civilians every day, Zhang Haotian did not forget his purpose. He handed over the preparations for the soldiers of Botgeki's army to Shatle and Lakshen. He had obtained accurate information. There are now 18,000 people in Botgeki's army, including 7,000 young and middle-aged men. However, none of these people had experienced any battles, but half of them had hunting experience.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of the Botgeki tribe is not as good as that of the Tatarot soldiers, and is even worse than the weakest soldiers of the Itaite tribe. If they encounter fierce battles and retreat timidly, they will become the target of slaughter by the enemy. Zhang Haotian ordered Lakshin to select 3,000 soldiers with better psychological and physical qualities, and then the Haninohai began preliminary training, dividing the 3,000 men into three armies, with ten men in each ten men in each hundred men in each hundred men in each thousand men in each thousand men in each of them, and he personally served as the commander, and the name of the entire army was called "Wolf Power Army".

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Meng He came back. In addition to the four carriages of Tugrik, there were fifty cars loaded with various supplies needed by the Botgeki tribes for the winter.

When the nobles saw money and the civilians saw winter supplies, they were naturally full of joy and praised Zhang Haotian for being generous and generous everywhere. Zhang Haotian knew that these people's impression of the Tatarot tribe was still decades ago, thinking that it was rich and powerful. Even if they encountered difficulties, it should be no big deal. Now his most urgent goal is to transfer the "Wolf Power Army" to the Shengling Forbidden Zone first. Naturally, he did not say much about the current dilemma of the Tatarot tribe. He just told all the nobles that there are enemies of the Tatarot tribe in the Shengling Forbidden Zone. He would take the advance troops to clear them before the heavy snow completely blocked the mountain. After the battle, when the spring is warm and snow melts, all the Botgeki tribe members can move into the Shengling Forbidden Zone with endless green grass and blooming everywhere. At that time, he will give other rewards to all the nobles and all the civilians.

He saw Tugrik and fifty-five full of supplies. No one in Botgeki's men would have doubted him. The nobles even took the initiative to recommend the warriors of their people to join the advance army, hoping that the recommended people would make military contributions and would benefit themselves.

The snow did not stop, and the snow layer on the road became thicker and thicker. Within a week, it would be impossible to walk at all. Zhang Haotian did not wait any longer and ordered the "Wolf Wild Army" to set off on horseback and rushed to the Shengling Prison Zone. Since Botge's troops had not been attacked by enemies in the past, guns were only used for hunting, and there were not many horses and rifles in the tribe, with only more than 2,600 branches in total. Zhang Haotian left a small part and brought out two thousand branches. The remaining 1,000 soldiers had to go to the "Mamu Valley" and then equipped them again.

After leaving the Chobashan area, it had not snowed outside. The three thousand "Wolf Power Army" naturally accelerated their pace. One day later, they arrived outside Ulaanbaatar City.

Although there are still twenty or thirty kilometers away from the Ulaanbaatar city, there are many towns along the way. When three thousand knights carrying carriages and scimitars were passing by, the residents of these towns showed curious eyes, but no one dared to ask more questions. Even the police did not have the courage to stop the inquiry when they saw this scene, but drove a police car to follow them far away.

Zhang Haotian looked at the police car that followed him, and knew in his heart that trouble might be coming.

In the afternoon, the team was already one hundred kilometers away from Ulaanbaatar. In front of us was a vast but withered grassland. There were few large and flat areas in the Chobashan area except for the Botgeki people living in. Although all the three thousand "Wolf Power Army" soldiers learned to ride horses since childhood, they had never galloped happily on such a vast grassland. They couldn't help but whip their horses. They were really thunderous and loud. At this speed, they could reach the Shengling forbidden area before tomorrow afternoon.

Zhang Haotian rode the "Nisgbari" in front of him. Although the cold wind blew from time to time, his heart was full of excitement. Behind him were three thousand soldiers, between the ages of eighteen and forty, each with a strong body, superb riding skills, and excellent marksmanship. Although he had never experienced battles, he believed that as long as he had the experience of fighting, these soldiers with good qualities would become elite soldiers traversing the forbidden zone of the Holy Mausoleum. The hatred and shame of the Tatarot tribe will be washed by them with the blood of the enemy.

Just as I was excited, I saw dozens of black dots appearing in front of me from afar. The black dots were getting closer and closer. In a short while, I could clearly see that there were several light blue armored vehicles in front, and behind the armored vehicles were dozens of large military trucks. The trucks were full of Mongolian soldiers wearing grass-green camouflage military uniforms and live ammunition.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Haotian's heart sank. The thing he was worried about finally happened. The three thousand "Wolf Power Army" indeed attracted the attention of the Mongolian government.

The "Wolf Power Army"'s carriage and scimitar could not be the opponent of the machine cannons on the armored vehicles and the semi-automatic rifles in the hands of the soldiers. Zhang Haotian was unwilling to cause any conflict and raised the "Toyakin whip" in his hand high and made a gesture to stop moving forward. With the shouts of the ten-member and centurion commanders, the soldiers immediately tightened their horses' heads and stopped one after another.

As soon as the horse team stopped, the army's cars rushed to the front, and then divided the speed into fan shapes to surround the "Wolf Power Army". Zhang Haotian looked carefully. There were at least fifty vehicles on the other side, and each vehicle had about twenty soldiers. With the organization of the Mongolian army, there were about one regiment of troops.

All three armored vehicles pointed their guns at Zhang Haotian and others in the front. After a while, they saw a middle-aged man with an officer on the roof of an armored vehicle. He held the loudspeaker and said, "Listen to the team in front, I am Gegemu, the leader of the 1st Regiment of the Mongolian Second Army. Who are you? Where are you going with your weapons?"

Meng He was behind Zhang Haotian, and at this moment he rode his horse forward and shouted: "Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, you can hear it clearly. We are the Tatarot tribe of the four Mongolian royal tribes. The Tatarot King is here. The place we go cannot be disclosed. Please order the soldiers to get out of here."

The grassland was empty, and the princess could naturally hear Meng He's words. He was silent for a while, and another voice came from the loudspeaker: "You said you are the Tatarot tribe, are there any proof?"

Zhang Haotian was obviously a little polite when he heard his words. He knew in his heart that although the power of the royal family declined, his status was still supreme in the minds of the Mongols. Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu also understood that the Tatarot tribe had ruled Mongolia for thousands of years and was the leader of the four major royal family. However, it was not difficult to show the proof that they were from the Tatarot tribe.

When he glanced at the "Toyakin Whip" in his hand, Zhang Haotian took a few steps forward and raised his head high, "Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, listen, I am the Tatarot King Hadan Batel. In my hands, the "Toyakin Whip" that only Tatarot Kings can have. The person behind me is the Botgeqi tribe that broke out from the Tatarot part eighty years ago. Now he has returned to the ancestral tribe and will not bring any harm to the government and the people. You should notify your boss immediately."

Following Zhang Haotian's words, Meng He shouted: "Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, you can contact Director Atanden of the General Affairs Bureau and let me call him. He knows me and can fully prove our identity."

Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu did not answer immediately, but returned to the armored vehicle, undoubtedly using the radio inside the vehicle to contact the General Affairs Bureau. At this moment, Meng He whispered to Zhang Haotian that in Mongolia, domestic affairs were the Prime Minister, and the General Affairs Bureau was his specific office, and the Director was equivalent to his general manager. Meng He was sent by Uenqi and had responded to the government for the joint suppression of the Tatarot tribe by the three royal families. The person who received him was Director Atandon.

About twenty minutes later, Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu re-draws out of the armored vehicle, takes out a walkie-talkie-like thing and says, "Come here, Director Atandon is going to call you."

Meng He immediately rode his horse away. Zhang Haotian looked at him from a distance and saw Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu bringing the phone to him. Meng He was saying something. After about ten minutes, he handed it over to Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu again. He saw him nodding constantly. It was obvious that Director Atandon on the phone was giving orders to him.

Not long after, Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu put down his phone, but jumped out of the armored vehicle, without taking the guards. He followed Meng He's horse to Zhang Haotian, thrust his body, saluted him very properly, and then shouted: "The Lieutenant Colonel Commander Gegemu of the 1st Mongolian Army 1 was ordered to escort the prince. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Zhang Haotian looked at Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu at close range. He saw that he was about forty years old, with a strong figure, dark skin, and in a military uniform, he looked so energetic. He wanted to meet the military, so he jumped off the horse and said with a smile: "Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, you are also on orders. Why would I blame you? Where did Director Attanden ask you to escort us?"

The Mongolians have always had a strong sense of hierarchy since ancient times. Even in modern times, civilians are very awe of people with noble status, not to mention the most noble King Tatarot, who is in Mongolia. Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu just saw Zhang Haotian holding a golden whip in his hand, riding on the tall legs and long legs, and with satin-like fur, and was already very disappointed. He didn't expect that he would jump off the horse and talk to him. His expression was very friendly, and he suddenly felt flattered and said quickly: "Prince, Director Atanden asked me to escort you to Mulun, please set off."

Zhang Haotian knew that the government was still worried about the royal family and sneered secretly, but his face did not show it. Instead, he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, by the way, Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, it will take another day to reach Mulun. The road is boring. If you don't mind, please ride a horse with me. I don't know what to do?"

Although Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu was ordered to monitor the Tatarot troops to Mulun, Director Atandon also greeted him in particular. Unless the Tatarot people had any abnormal movements, they must treat each other with courtesy. Of course, they would not refuse Zhang Haotian's invitation, so they saluted and said, "Yes."

Zhang Haotian smiled, turned over the horse, and made a hand gesture. Immediately, a soldier from the "Wolf Power Army" got off the horse and rode with others, leaving a white horse. The horse's fur was pure and his body was not as beautiful and tall as "Nisgbari", but he was also a good Mongolian horse.

Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu's riding skills were naturally not weak. He jumped onto the horse, took out a phone from his arms, adjusted the channel, issued instructions to all the vehicles, and waited for the Tatarot cavalry to pass by, and the military vehicles followed.

Zhang Haotian did not go to see the military vehicles anymore. Buxu Bubu rush forward and chatted with Lieutenant Colonel Naggemu while walking. Only then did he realize that his troops were stationed in the Bulgan Province, which was only two hundred kilometers away from Mulun. He received an order three hours ago to intercept a cavalry of unknown origin. This regiment was the most elite regiment of the Second Mongolian Army, with all Russian equipment and the latest one.

Brgan is located between the Shengling Prison Zone and Ulaanbaatar, and the border between Mongolia and Russia is 100 kilometers north of the north. It can be said to be a military important place. The northern border guards of Mongolia, that is, the Second Army, are mostly stationed here. From the words of Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, Zhang Haotian could hear that although he was just a lieutenant colonel leader, he was highly valued by his superiors and was very popular among the intermediate officers of the Second Army. For Zhang Haotian, who needed all aspects of relations, this person was inevitably useful in the future, and he was deliberately making friends.

For Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, this mission undoubtedly made his face full of glory, and he could go back to show off his wonderful journey to his family and friends. You must know that the Tatarot tribe ruled the entire Mongolian for thousands of years and was known as the "No. 1 Mongolian tribe". Even an ordinary tribe member could be respected outside. As a civilian, he could only hear these royal figures in legends. He could not see them today, and was the most noble King of Tatarot. What he didn't expect was that this person with the highest status in Mongolia would actually invite him to go hand in hand, and he was kind and had a happy conversation. For the Mongolians, seeing the president, not seeing the Tatarot king made people shine.

An hour later, we entered Bulgan. It was already evening. At the invitation of Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu, a large group of people bypassed the Bulkan city and walked quickly for fifty kilometers. After arriving at the defense zone in the first group, Lieutenant Colonel Gegemu naturally ordered the chef to prepare a banquet and entertain him warmly.
Chapter completed!