It was late autumn, and although the Irtysh valley was in southern Siberia, the temperature was still very cold. Especially at night, the biting cold wind is very strong.

The cavalry units of the Northwest Field Army were all equipped with original wool coats, but it was still an extremely difficult thing to endure when camping in the field.

Bagan walked around the camp, returned to his tent, sat down on the felt with his hands rubbed, took the military kettle from the communicator, and took a heavy sip.

"Wow ......"

He wiped his mouth with bared teeth, and a sip of liquor warmed his body a lot. I just walked around the camp and checked the sentry posts, and my whole body was already blown through by the biting cold wind.

As soon as Bagan wanted to lie down, he saw a person rushing in from outside, who was the communications staff officer of the brigade headquarters.

"The brigade commander, the telegram ...... of the detachment command"

Bagan scrambled to his feet, snatched the telegram from the other party's hand, and looked at it carefully through the oil lamp lit by the correspondent.

"Blow the rallying trumpet...... Hurry up......"

The correspondent froze for a moment, hurriedly put on his clothes, picked up the military horn and rushed out of the tent.

"Tick tock...... Didi...... Tick Tick ...... Tick ......"

With the sound of a hurried military trumpet, the whole camp suddenly became chaotic. But everyone moved quickly, quickly put on their clothes, put on their equipment, and rushed out of their tents.

Several bonfires had been lit in the camp, and the flames rose into the sky, illuminating the camp as if it were day, and the detachments quickly packed up their tents and gathered supplies, and soon completed the preparations before departure.

The political commissar, chief of staff, and battalion commanders were gathered around Bagan and were listening to him give them combat missions.

"Just now the detachment headquarters sent an urgent telegram that a group of enemies appeared in the direction of the Ural Mountains, numbering more than five thousand. The enemy also sent a number of cavalry squads to search the front. At present, troops along the Ural Mountains are rushing here. Our task is to intercept the enemy's cavalry squads and must not allow them to take advantage of the loopholes.

Now that the time is urgent, I will assign the task, political commissar, after you broke off with the brigade headquarters, the direct team and the logistics detachment, the other troops scattered it for me as a company. Be sure to find the enemy's enemy squad. If you find a target, you must bite me, and you must not let them run. ”

Everyone responded to Bagan's words, and then returned to their respective detachments to make arrangements.

With a small effort, detachments of cavalry with torches roared and rushed in all directions, and instantly galloped into the dark night. Bagan, the chief of staff, the deputy brigade commander and others also joined the cavalry detachment and followed the troops to search overnight.

Although it was already close to midnight, it was dark as ink. However, Bagan still led the officers and men of the militia brigade, and despite the danger, he sent troops overnight, scattered his troops in the vast grasslands as a company, searching for the enemy's cavalry squads.

The sky was already dark, and the units of the militia brigade participating in the search had already galloped on horseback for most of the night, and the officers and men were very tired, but everyone knew that in such a vast area. If you want to catch the enemy's enemy squad, you can't be sloppy at all.

Bagan on his warhorse. He took out a military kettle and took a sip of spirits, when he suddenly heard a buzzing sound in the air in the distance. He looked up and saw a huge airship slowly flying from afar.

"Stop Forward, Stop Moving Forward ......"

Bagan shouted to stop the troops, then shouted to the communications staff behind him, "Connect the airship for me......"

The correspondent received the order. Hurriedly adjusted the frequency and made contact with the airship in the air.

"I'm the brigade commander of the 19th Brigade of the Reserve Militia, Bagan, please reply when I hear it...... Please reply when you hear it......"

The airship received Bagan's shout, and hurriedly leaned over and hovered over Bagan's company, and conveyed the search situation of several surrounding troops to Bagan tonight.

Several militia brigades in the vicinity have reduced their forces to zero. Scattered across the steppe. Several airships in the air also rushed to this airspace to cooperate with the ground forces to conduct a careful search.

After a night's effort, six enemy squads of the enemy were annihilated, and after the interrogation of the prisoners, one cavalry squad evaded the search of the Far Eastern Army.

Bagan ended the call and hurriedly gave the troops an order to continue the search. Although there was only one enemy squad left, the search became more difficult than it decreased.

Suddenly, a red flare rose in the air in the distance, and Bagan shouted excitedly when he saw it: "Brothers, change horses...... The credit is ours, haha...... Rush ah......"

The communicator behind Bagan pulled out a flare gun and fired a shot into the air.

As a red signal flare rises, signal flares in all directions around it also continue to rise, appearing exceptionally bright in the already faint sky.

Bagan rushed to the front of the troops, and soon after he ran out, he could faintly see dozens of cavalry on the horizon in front of him, galloping towards them.

"Haha...... Changing horses...... They all scattered, and the brothers worked harder, so that none of them could escape...... Remember, don't slaughter everything, keep a few alive ......"

The cavalry on the opposite side also spotted them and began to scatter and flee. However, the cavalry company led by Bagan had already been fully deployed, taking advantage of the Mongols' usual hunting methods to round up the enemy.

The soldiers of Bargan and the cavalry company galloped as they removed the double-barreled shotguns next to them, which contained two shotgun rounds. Then they put their guns on their arms, changing the angle of aiming as the horses continued to jump.

The Cossacks on the opposite side rode majestic Don hippos, although they were taller than the Mongol horses and sprinted faster. However, the Far Eastern cavalry company did not have five war horses, and everyone had just changed into new horses with full physical strength, so the speed was no slower than the Don hippo, which the opponent had traveled for a long time.

The Cossacks, who had already been outflanked, were also aroused to blood, drew their scimitars, stared at their red eyes, and roared towards the Tatars blocking in front of them.

But at this time, even the most brave Cossack warriors could not withstand the powerful bullets of the Far Eastern Army.

"Bang...... Bang ......"

As a dense muffled sound sounded one after another, more than a dozen double-barreled shotguns spewed out a thick smoke, hundreds of hot steel balls were scattered all over the place, and more than a dozen Cossacks on the opposite side were swept down in an instant.

The remaining Cossack cavalry narrowly escaped the hail of bullets, but they also lost their fighting spirit and simply turned their horses and ran for their lives. But at this time, the surrounding Far Eastern cavalry outflanked the mountain.

Shaking the leather nooses, they rushed to the side of the Cossack cavalry, dragged the Cossacks off their horses, and dragged them around Bagen.

(To be continued.) )