Chapter 52: Mongolian Cavalry

  After seeing Yang Junran leave, the two of them hummed in unison and walked towards the inside.

  For several days in a row, Yang Junran did not publicly indicate which side he would follow.

  The attendants and two officers from the Second War Zone also seemed unwilling to stay in Chahar for long, and they bid farewell to Yang Junran one after another.

  After seeing the two leave, Yang Junran finally let out a sigh of relief.

  For Yang Junran, neither the chairman of the committee nor the Second War Zone was someone he could afford to offend.

  Guangfu County Town, inside the Chahar Righteousness Advancement Brigade headquarters.

  Yang Junran looked at several documents, his face somewhat displeased.

  This is one of the recent cases. The civilians in Guangfu County were looted by Mongolian cavalry, with more than 100 war horses being plundered, suffering the greatest loss.

  In addition, many cattle and sheep were also looted by Mongolian cavalry.

  This matter is not simple and caught Yang Junran's attention.

  "Master, I've investigated clearly. It was the cavalry of Darigangga Pasture Flag who did it. Recently, they seem to be competing with us fiercely. They are our county town's cattle and horses. As long as we go to Darigangga Pasture to graze them, these cavalry will plunder our cattle and warhorses." Fang Hanchen walked over and said to Yang Junran.

  Yang Junran gestured for Fang Hanchen to sit on the chair, his eyebrows tightly staring at the Dariganga pasture not far from Outer Mongolia.

  He was very clear about this place, and this land would eventually be assigned to Outer Mongolia, belonging to the so-called Mongolian territory.

  But Yang Junran didn't mind at all, as long as he was there, even Outer Mongolia would have to obediently return to China's territory.

  "Prepare the war horse, I'll go take a look and meet with these cavalrymen." Yang Junran said to Fang Hanchen beside him.

  Fang Hanqin's face was full of surprise, and he hastily persuaded: "Master, it's not possible, these Mongolian cavalry are obviously hostile to us, if we go rashly, it will be very dangerous. We can send cavalry to check, and wait for the report before deciding."

  Yang Junran shook his head and walked out towards the outside, saying: "Cutting off the tangled hemp with a quick knife, I'd like to see what these Mongolian cavalry are up to."

  Fang Hanchen saw Yang Junran walking out and hastily chased after him.

  "Orderly, inform the cavalry regiment and tank regiment to assemble quickly and follow the division's movement." Fang Hanqin shouted loudly.

  The orderly beside him received the order and quickly started running towards one side.

  On the Dariganga pasture, everywhere is a lush green grassland.

  The vast blue sky stretches out as far as the eye can see, merging with the grasslands in the distance.

  Enjoying the gentle breeze on the grassland, Yang Junran's mood also improved a bit.

  Several guards stood by, vigilantly observing their surroundings, fearing any unexpected events.

  Before long, large numbers of cattle and horses appeared in the distance, galloping across the lush green grasslands.

  Although Yang Junran didn't understand horses, he looked at the sturdy horses in the distance with a face full of excitement. These could all be warhorses that can take on combat tasks as long as they receive some training.

  However, Yang Junyan was extremely poor, and apart from the cavalry regiment, artillery regiment and transportation teams of each brigade, almost all other troops could hardly find any horses.

  Each brigade's report has also been submitted several times, requesting that machine gun battalions and artillery battalions be assigned horses for convenient transportation, but all were rejected by Yang Junran.

  Because he didn't have so many horses, and couldn't afford to buy so many horses, since defeating the Black Old Eight gang of horse bandits, the grasslands had been unusually quiet, no one dared to provoke Yang Junran's troops, and even more so, no horse bandits would appear in Yang Junran's line of sight.

  "Sir, there's nothing here, let's head back first." a guard said worriedly.

  Yang Junran smiled slightly and gently whipped the war horse. The war horse quickly galloped forward.

  The guard behind hurriedly followed up, fearing that Yang Junran would encounter an accident.

  But they didn't know that since they entered the grassland, they had already been targeted by people from Dariganga tribe.

  As he rode deeper into the prairie, Yang Junran's mood was extremely pleasant. If it were in normal times, Yang Junran would definitely gallop his horse freely.

  But now he can't, and he has to wait for the arrival of Mongolian cavalry.

  However, he was still young and worried that if the Mongolian cavalry came and started shooting without asking any questions, Yang Junran would be in trouble.

  "Sir, it's no good! There are many horses galloping around us!" a guard shouted anxiously.

  All four guards quickly drew their shotguns and got ready for battle.

  Distant war horses have appeared, and some cavalry are still waving curved combat knives.

  No one fired a shot, they just surrounded Yang Junran and others from all sides.

  One of the rough-looking Mongolians was carefully sizing up Yang Junran, occasionally discussing something with someone beside him.

  Yang Junran's face was smiling, but in his heart he was extremely shocked.

  "What kind of person are you? Are you a National Army guerrilla?" The rough Mongolian man started speaking, his beard moving with his mouth, looking extremely comical.

  Yang Junran smiled and said: "Chahar Righteous Advance Regiment Lieutenant General Yang Junran."

  The rough Mongolian man furrowed his brow and pointed at Yang Junran, saying: "So it's you then, come with me for a walk."

  Yang Junran nodded, at least he was sure that these Mongolians would not kill him, so next, it depended on his excellent eloquence.

  At this moment, a large number of cavalry had already surrounded the area, accompanied by the rumbling sound of tanks.

  A column of seventy-five tanks was advancing in line formation.

  Yang Junran looked at the tank formation and smiled.

  On the vast grassland, a linear formation can undoubtedly exert the maximum firepower of tanks.

  "Don't shoot, they won't attack you on their own initiative." Yang Junran hastily shouted as he saw the Mongolian cavalry pulling out their rifles.

  The rough Mongolians hesitated for a moment and finally gave the order to cease fire.

  The cavalry around also slowly approached, two thousand war horses galloped, nearly five hundred Mongolian cavalry were surrounded.

  Fang Hanchen rode in a truck, holding binoculars to look for Yang Junran's figure everywhere. Seeing Yang Junran smiling inside the encirclement, Fang Hanchen finally felt at ease.

  The rough Mongolian man had dismounted his horse and was walking towards Yang Junran.

  "Yang Shilang, we didn't have any malicious intentions, and we hope you can understand. This is the land of our Dariganga Mongolian tribe, and our people are under the leadership of the Republic of China. However, Japan has occupied this place now, and we can only ensure our own safety. The nearby counties are all garrisoned by our troops. Recently, you killed many of our men and took away our limited weapons. We were forced to take this desperate measure."

  Yang Junran's eyebrows furrowed together, he hadn't expected it would turn out like this.

  "We will return the weapons, and we won't continue to attack the nearby county town. However, if you collude with the Japanese and do something shameful, our troops will definitely not let you off. If there's any difficulty, you can come to the county town to find me. I hope you can also return those cattle and war horses." Yang Junran said.

  "Don't worry, Yang Shilang, I, Jirgalang, will not betray my own conscience." This person was none other than Jirgalang, the flag bearer of Dariganga's pastoral group.

  Giltay, who originally wanted to teach Yang Junran a lesson, dispatched troops to scout out Yang's strength. When the scouts saw Yang's tank corps, they quickly returned to report back.

  Jill Tay is no ordinary person if he can become a flag bearer. He naturally knows the outcome of the battle between cavalry and tanks.

  But rushing in like this seems to have lost some face, and Gilte had no choice but to think of such a method.

  The matter was settled satisfactorily, and Jilte actually had a good impression of Yang Junran, because Yang Junran did not extort anything from him, nor did he let them contribute any wealth or war horses.

  "Jirgalang, recently the Second War Zone sent us some artillery, I'll transfer them to you. I don't expect you to help us fight against Japan, but hope you can remain neutral and defend your own homeland." Yang Junran jumped off his horse and said to Jirgalang beside him.

  "Thank you very much for your kindness, Yang Shizhang. We will follow your request and not assist the Japanese in harming our own land. To show our sincerity, we are willing to provide some war horses for your use against the enemy." Giltei smiled, but if Yang Junran didn't have a strong cavalry and tank corps, Giltei would definitely be in a different state of mind.

  Yang Junran smiled and expressed his gratitude.

  After chatting with Jill for a while, Yang Junran began to bid farewell.

  On the way back, Yang Junran and Fang Hanchen took a truck. Fang Hanchen admired Yang Junran's courage. At least he wouldn't have come here to negotiate with the Mongolians.

  Of course, Yang Junran's guts are not that big, if he didn't know some inside information, he wouldn't take the initiative to find the Mongolian people.

  Most of these Mongolians were unwilling to live under Japanese rule, for example De Wang, he wanted independence but not the kind that would be under Japanese rule.

  "Master, this Jirgal flag bearer is very polite, and seems to be very enthusiastic about resisting Japan." Fang Hanchen said, looking at Yang Junran beside him.

  "Bullshit, if we didn't have the strength, he wouldn't be so lowly and humble. If it weren't for us, he would've long been in cahoots with the Japanese, wearing the same pants as them. These people only care about protecting their own turf, they couldn't care less about anything else. I bet my life that if we were defeated by the Japanese and left in shambles, they'd be the first to come and wipe out our troops." Yang Junran's face was full of arrogance, shouting loudly without a hint of kindness.