When Li Ming and the others ran over the dirt slope, they saw that the horses were placed all over the ground, and there were many rangers standing guard around them, and the remaining Mongolian militiamen were lying there in woolen and cotton coats.

Bagan urged the horse to run over, and said with an embarrassed face: "Commander, the brothers haven't closed their eyes for a few days, and they can't stand it when they get to the place." I'll call them up. ”

Li Ming glared at him and scolded with a smile: "How can you bring the soldiers, the brothers are so hard, you can't bear to call them up." Let them get a good night's sleep and get up again when they have had enough sleep. By the way, you and those sentries will also rest immediately, and I will personally put a sentry for you, this is an order, and it will be carried out immediately. ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother with Bagen again, turned to Liu Degui behind him and said, "You go and make arrangements, let people bring quilts here, prepare some rice porridge and cakes, and when they wake up, let them have a good meal." ”

Liu Degui immediately turned around and went to make arrangements, while Li Ming and several responsible persons of the local garrison urged the war horses and ran around to act as temporary sentinels.

Bagendu was so stupid, but the second marshal had already given the order, and he didn't dare not carry it out, so he had to call the sentries standing guard to go to bed quickly. But he didn't dare to sleep, and urged the horse to run to Li Ming's side.

He knew that if he went to sleep at this time, he would be stupid. Standing guard with the second marshal, where can I find such an opportunity in the future, even the old chief Zhao Guan doesn't have this treatment.

Li Ming saw Bagen, glared again, and said angrily: "Didn't you hear the order I ordered? Hurry up and go to bed. ”

Bagan smiled and said, "Commander, hehe...... I'm really not sleepy, just tell me to sleep well at night, and now that your old man is standing guard here, how can I sleep. ”

Li Ming shook his head with a wry smile, pointed at Bagen and said with a smile: "When will you learn to pat on the back." Alright, you can sleep again at night. ”

These Mongolian militiamen were also so tired that they slept until it was almost dark. When they knew that the deputy commander of the Far Eastern Army had been standing for them for several hours, they were also stunned. These Mongolian herdsmen are all broken settlements on the grassland in front of them, when have they experienced this?

With the arrival of the Mongolian Legion in the northern steppe and the Outer Northeast Indigenous Legion in the eastern mountains, as well as a large number of foreign employees. The speed of spring plowing in the Far East's resettlement sites in the northeast and the outer northeast has accelerated sharply.

The Mongolian legion brought herds of Mongolian horses to the grasslands, which solved the problem of insufficient animal power for spring ploughing in various places. Although the strength of Mongolian horses is slightly inferior, and they cannot be compared with cattle for land reclamation, the number of Mongolian horses is not enough, and the speed of Mongolian land is much faster.

Several enterprises in Vladivostok also stopped other work and began to work overtime to produce all kinds of agricultural tools for clearing the wasteland, which were transported by train and river deck barges to the resettlement sites of displaced people in various places. Vehicles, machinery, farm vehicles and tractors throughout the company. They are all put into the intense spring ploughing production.

The resettlement sites for displaced people in the Northeast and the Outer Northeast are full of busy scenes. Iron ploughs were attached to a few Mongolian horses, and they ran back and forth on the vast black earth, and patches of wasteland were turned over, revealing the dark and shiny land.

After a busy month, the resettlement sites for displaced people in various parts of the Far East have successfully completed this year's spring ploughing work. According to statistics, all parts of the Far East have newly opened up arable land this year. Including Northeast China, Outer Northeast China, Luzon, Nanyang, Taiwan and other places, with an area of nearly 120,000 hectares.

And that's not even counting the companies around the Xingkai Lake. Several large state-owned farms developed by a large number of Japanese foreign workers were expropriated. It is equipped with a large number of agricultural machinery and has also developed tens of thousands of hectares of land.

Due to the huge amount of cultivated land developed this year, various supporting facilities cannot keep up, coupled with the fact that the output of Vladivostok fertilizer cannot meet the needs, and the number of experts and technicians in the company's agriculture and forestry department is small, so this year is even if the wind and rain are smooth. The average yield per mu of cultivated land during the autumn harvest will also be greatly reduced. However, the company still has great hopes for this year's autumn harvest.

With the support of a large number of Mongolian horses sent by the Mongolian army, more than a dozen resettlement sites for displaced people in the Dehui area have successfully completed this year's spring sowing task. Two Mongolian militia brigades, two Outer Northeast Indigenous Militia brigades and four foreign labor detachments remained in the Dehui area. Support spring plowing here.

These Mongolian herdsmen and hunter-born men in the mountains know nothing about farming, but they have strength. In the early days of the wastelands, they were definitely the main force. In the Northeast this season, the temperature is still very low, but these guys are shirtless and sweating profusely every day.

Especially Bagen, the food has been good in the past few years, and he was originally strong and strong, but now he is obviously thicker again. The fat and strong figure started to work, and the flesh on his body trembled and trembled.

He put down his hoe, took off the kettle at his waist, poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, picked up the towel on his shoulder, wiped his face, looked back at his results today, and scolded himself for being too stupid.

Here he can't exert all his strength at all. He would rather be like when he first came, digging out the wilderness every day, as long as he has the strength to do it. But now he can only rely on the hoe in his hand, and he can't play anymore. Not only him, but other Mongolian militias and natives from the Outer Northeast did not play well with hoes. They can shoot arrows on horseback, but it is difficult for them to shovel and hoe the fields.

Bagan frustratedly raised his hoe and went back to work.

"It's time to eat...... It's time to eat......"

Hearing this voice, all the Mongolian militiamen often let out a sigh, and they all put down their hoes one after another, and ran to a horse-drawn cart that was rushing from a distance. Bagan walked over, took a Mongolian militiaman to help him get a lunch, found a dirt slope in the field, sat down there, and devoured it.

As soon as he was halfway through eating, he looked up and saw several people coming over, and the person at the head was none other than Li Ming. Bagen's eyes lit up, and he ran up after putting down his rice bowl and saluted Li Ming.

Li Ming smiled and said, "Lao Ba, how are you doing?" I've heard you're in a mood. ”

Bagen said with a smile: "Commander, you know that I, Bagan, am not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but I am afraid of holding a hoe to farm." This work is not done by our group of grassland men, we would rather go to the wasteland every day than carry a hoe to work in the field every day, and we can't do it if we have the energy. ”

Li Ming shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I can't do it for a few days, you guys are mentally prepared, the troops are about to assemble and move, and we are going to fight." ”

Bagan was amused when he heard it, and it was finally time for war. He knew that this year the Mongolian army would launch the second phase of the northward plan, so his heart suddenly became hot, it is good to fight, you can have military merits in war, and you can be promoted if you have military merits. It's much better than being here every day and farming. (To be continued......)

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