When Hikten listened to the platoon commander's words, his heart was also surging, and a raging fire ignited in his heart. If the spoils of war were divided in this way, they robbed a Mongol tribe, where cattle, sheep and horses were everywhere, and they would have developed once they robbed.

Everyone is gearing up to go on the expedition, and this time to help the Far East fight, they are the right one. Aren't they just desperate, they are working hard every day, usually going into the mountains to hunt, how dare they say that they came out alive.

After talking about the exciting principle of spoils distribution, the squad and platoon leaders of several indigenous militias began to chatter with the natives of various tribes. Hickten didn't dare to speak, he just sat in the corner and listened quietly, but several squad leaders said the same thing as the uncle, hoping that everyone would belong to the Far East Company.

All kinds of welfare policies make the natives in the tent fascinated. But this time, the warriors sent by the tribe all have families and mouths, perhaps because they are afraid that they will be fooled away by the Far East. Now that the tribes are very strict with the natives of their territory, it is really easy to escape from the tribe with a large family.

Thinking of this, everyone fell silent. The platoon commander saw that everyone was very disappointed, so he smiled and said to them: "If everyone wants to belong to the Far East, we in the Far East will provide convenient conditions for everyone." We'll talk to you when we're done. ”

After he finished speaking, he left the tent, which made everyone's hearts scratch, but it was not easy to chase after him and ask, so he could only wait until the battle was over and he could get a good fortune.

Two days later, the Eastern Corps began to cross the river. Countless iron horsemen roared past several pontoon bridges, which made Hikten's heart extremely excited. The more this happened, the stronger his desire to bring his family to the Far East became. In the past few days, listening to the platoon commanders of those squads tell them about their happy life after joining the Far East, Hikten is full of envy.

Several main cavalry brigades all crossed the Nenjiang River, and the ten expanded militia brigades in the Outer Northeast also began to cross the river one after another. Tens of thousands of cavalry were slaughtered overwhelmingly. There are tens of thousands of young people from the Northeast driving a large number of carriages in the rear. Mighty march into the depths of the grassland.

The threat of attack in the direction of attack of the Eastern Corps was relatively low, except for the main force, in addition to the cavalry units, there was only one regiment of the field division. However, the direction of attack of the Eastern Corps was the most extensive, so the air support units and other combat logistics support units were not reduced in the slightest.

Qiang Quansheng and the command of the Eastern Corps, led a regiment of the field division. As well as a large number of troops and logistics detachments directly under the headquarters, they walked at the back of the troops. He kept in constant contact with the six airships in the air.

The six airships that have been cruising in the air have found the main force of the three divisions of Zarat, Dulbert, and Golros. Moreover, many tribes are also actively migrating in the direction of the Great Khing'an Mountains, trying to avoid the attack from the Far East.

The three tribes are actually a tribal alliance composed of many tribes, large and small, and compared with the Horqin tribe, the strength is very different. Moreover, they had just experienced the white plague that had not been encountered in a hundred years last winter, and the losses were very heavy, so the three ministries decided to temporarily avoid the front and let the ministries move westward in the direction of the Great Khing'an Mountains in advance. The three divisions concentrated their main forces on the steppes and around the Far East.

In fact, their strategy is correct. Since the Han and Tang dynasties, the northern nomads have been fighting against the army of the Central Plains Dynasty, and they have tried every way.

The grassland is vast and boundless, and whenever the army of the Central Plains Dynasty enters the grassland, it is impossible to find the target of the attack. The windless grassland rangers who came and went also continued to harass and sneak attack, destroying the grain route of the Central Plains army. Once the grain route is cut off, the military morale of the Central Plains army will immediately be unstable.

The main cavalry of the nomads will hide like wolves. Whenever they find an opportunity, they will pounce fiercely. At this time, it is the time of the collapse of the Central Plains army. Several crushing defeats of the Central Plains army on the steppe in history. That's about how they all failed.

Every time the Central Plains army fought a war with the northern nomads, no matter how brave the Han men in the Central Plains were, there was no strong cavalry force, and even if the nomads were defeated in the field, they could not achieve a complete victory in the end.

A nomad with a number of horses, as long as he finds no chance. Immediately they will turn around and run, coming and going like the wind, traveling thousands of miles a day, like a cunning wolf pack. The Central Plains army could only advance step by step, cautiously advancing towards the grassland. He was beaten passively all the way until he was dragged down by the nomads, then collapsed, and finally torn apart by the nomads of the steppe.

But this time, the three tribes of Zarat, Dulbert, and Golros have miscalculated, and the routes of the old and weak women and children of the three tribes, as well as the location of the three main cavalry, have been discovered by the six airships of the Eastern Legion, and they have been in contact with the Eastern Legion.

Moreover, the strength of the Far East Company is also based on cavalry, as long as the tribe's sheep are found, the main cavalry of the three divisions must be guarded to the death, after all, that is the foundation of their survival, the tribe cannot live without cattle, sheep and horses, let alone women and children.

Hikten rode on his horse, in the ranks of the cavalry, which made him extremely excited. Before leaving, he also received two bags of refined horse feed, and the platoon commander told them that it was prepared with soybean meal, corn meal, fish meal, bone meal, and fine pasture, and that the horses were fed some every day to quickly recover their horsepower.

Yesterday the war horse ran for a day, and last night he also took out some refined feed to feed his war horse. When he got up this morning, his war horse was indeed in good spirits, and he had been running for half a day today, and it seemed that he had endless strength.

Suddenly, the battalion commander's shout came from the front: "The main force has found the Mongol tribe in front, everyone is very energetic, don't let those Mongols run out of us." ”

Hearing the battalion commander's shout, Hikten and the natives of the other tribes shouted excitedly. They are looking forward to war now, preferably by plundering a few tribes.

The Outer Northeast Indigenous Militia Brigade spread out in battalions and roared forward. At this time, you can't let go of running, you have to save horsepower. Hikten also learned from the old guys next to him, grabbed a few handfuls of refined feed from behind and fed the war horse a few mouthfuls to replenish the body of the war horse.

Suddenly, one of the natives in front shouted loudly, "It seems that there is a horse team coming in front......

Before he could finish his words, he heard a herald of the brigade commander running over on a war horse, shouting as he ran: "The Mongols are coming, we must intercept them, and do not let a ...... go."

The heralds roared in front of Hikten and ran away, and the battalion commander's voice rang again. "Haha...... It's time to buy and sell, just slaughter those Mongols, and then everyone is ready to divide the money...... (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks, needless to say! , Yan Bing, Feng Xionghuaji, just look and don't speak, the monk is me, Kunlun layman, and the monthly ticket support of the Heavenly Master who reads books.