Chapter 17 is a confused account

"Woo-ha!"

In the cold wind, Jiannu Jiala, who was holding his chest, waved his arms, and then, hundreds of horsemen poured out from behind the mountain bag, instigating war horses, and the flood generally poured down from the mountain bag, and went straight to the Mongol camp under the mountain bag.

The movement of the horses trampling on the earth finally alarmed the herdsmen, and in the barking of the dogs, they rushed out of the yurts one after another, and untied the horses in a chaotic manner, and before they even had time to install the saddles, they rode bareback horses to meet the Jiannu cavalry.

Some of the older Mongols shouted the names of their tribes, hoping that they would hear that they were Mongols who had returned to their tribe and were not traitors.

It's a pity that their voices are almost non-existent in the noise.

As long as a clear Mongol should know, when the cavalry begins to charge, it means that the war has begun.

At this time, whether you surrender or fight, the result is the same.

The steel knife cut it, and the blood flowed out, and it was frozen into a red crystal before it landed, and the broken arm and the fallen head quickly became sculptures.

A tribe of less than two hundred, where the five hundred Jiannu cavalry was a match, these Mongols were dead and wounded after only stopping the pace of their horses.

Those who fled died faster than those who met them, and some of the Jiannu cavalry, dressed in leather clothes and armed with bows and arrows, slowly paced out of the cold fog like devils, and the Mongols who tried to escape did not have time to scream before they were pierced through the chests by feathered arrows.

A knight who looked like a Han man with a smooth forehead and a handful of hair on the back of his head walked past Jia La, who was wearing a shirt on his upper body, and said humbly: "Lord Zhuo, why did you come to kill these small tribes?" There is no wealth, no beauty, and no wine you love! ”

Jiala turned his head and smiled at the Han man, "My brothers have not killed anyone for a long time, and they must not forget this craft. ”

The Han people laughed and said, "I don't think their craftsmanship is slack." ”

Zhuo sneered and said, "What do you know, Akdun, Hukabu, you two stupid mules can't do anything when they see the little cub?" ”

The two Jiannu cavalrymen, who were hesitant to face a Mongol woman holding a young child, heard Jiala's shouting, and without saying a word, two short spears pierced the woman's chest, piercing her with the child.

The toddler's earth-shattering howl came to an abrupt end, and the little body fell to the ground along with the mother.

When Zhuo passed by the two subordinates, he slapped them on the shoulder twice and said: "Good look, it should be like this, if you don't kill the Mongols, they won't know how powerful we are, fight hard, and you will become Your Majesty's Baturu in the future." ”

The corpse that fell to the ground was dragged away by the Jiannu cavalry around his neck, and Zhuo walked into the largest tent.

A woman huddles in the innermost part of a yurt and weeps mournfully.

Zhuo frowned and said, "Burn milk tea!" ”

Like a frightened bird, the Mongolian woman added some cow dung to the brazier, added beaten butter tea to the iron pot, and squatted on the edge of the brazier waiting for the tea to boil.

Zhuo pinched the chin of the Mongolian woman with his hand and glanced at Bao Chengxian, who followed in: "My military order is in my body, and I am not allowed to get close to women, this woman is good, it belongs to you." ”

Bao Chengxian nodded hurriedly, if he didn't want this Mongolian woman, Zhuo's next move would be to cut off this woman's head.

"I can give you the woman, I can also give you the money, you must give me the food that Your Majesty wants!"

Bao Chengxian smiled bitterly: "My lord, food needs to grow from the ground, it takes time, and there will be absolutely no food to be dedicated to Your Majesty within a year or two." ”

Zhuo was silent for a moment and said, "Is there any other way to get food quickly?" ”

Bao Chengxian shook his head and said: "Our place is getting colder and colder, and even sorghum refuses to grow well.

In the end, it came down to the roots, and we needed to farm. ”

Zhuo raised his head to look at the snowflakes falling in from the gap in the spire of the yurt, and said with some emotion: "We didn't need to farm before, we just hunted and ate enough. ”

Bao Chengxian saw that the Mongolian woman's hand was shaking violently, so he took the teapot and poured a bowl of butter tea for Zhuo, poured a bowl himself, and said to the Mongolian woman with a smile: "Don't be afraid, bring us some tsamba." ”

When the Mongolian woman left tremblingly, he said to Zhuo: "How many people are in your clan?" ”

Zhuo snorted and said, "Seven hundred! ”

Bao Chengxian nodded and said, "It's already a big clan. ”

Zhuo Dao: "I know Your Majesty's difficulties, now there are 150,000 people in Shengjing alone. ”

Bao Chengxian smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about why your clan can only have seven hundred people?" ”

Zhuo took a sip of butter tea and said lightly: "That old forest can't feed more people." ”

"This is the truth, my teacher Ning finished my calculations, the tribe in the old forest, the population should not exceed 1,000, once it exceeds 1,000, the prey in the forest will move, or even extinct.

Therefore, if a tribe eats all the wild beasts in the forest, it can only go deeper into the forest to hunt, and after a long time, the tribe needs to migrate.

In this way, the tribe will not be able to stabilize, and if it cannot be stable, it will affect the birth of children, and eventually the power of the tribe will gradually weaken.

One of the lessons that my teacher summed up is that hunting is not as good as grazing, and grazing is not as good as farming, which is why our Qing Dynasty is not as rich as the Mongols, and even less so than the Ming Dynasty. ”

Zhuo patted Bao Chengxian on the shoulder and said: "Yes, this is the truth, we must enter the Ming Kingdom, get us more food and wealth, and raise more children, so that we can raise Ming people in captivity like our ancestors to farm for us." ”

Bao Chengxian smiled and took a sip of hot butter tea and said to Zhuo: "If you want to get food immediately, you can take your brothers to Zhangjiakou, where there are countless big businessmen, and you should be able to get enough food." ”

Zhuo shook his head and said: "When I came, His Majesty told me that I was not allowed to loot Zhangjiakou, nor was I allowed to go to Xuanda in the Ming Kingdom, but only allowed us to use Guihua City as the origin to grow food." ”

Bao Chengxian wondered why he couldn't loot Zhangjiakou.

It is easy to understand that there are a large number of Ming troops stationed in Xuanfu and Datong, and Zhuo's troops are not enough.

And Zhangjiakou has not been valued by the Ming army in recent years, the defense force there is very weak, the population is large, and there are many merchants, why can't it be looted?

Strange as it was, Bao Cheng seemed reluctant to mention Zhangjiakou again, so he never mentioned it.

"Barrick, Ergan, Ukkel, Kru, and Duoyan want to start with that tribe first?"

The Mongolian woman sent the tsamba, and Bao Chengxian and Zhuo kneaded the tsamba with their hands while chatting.

Zhuo raised his head and looked at the Mongolian woman who had shrunk back into the corner and said, "Hey, woman, which tribe is the richest of the five tribes?" ”

The woman hurriedly raised her head and whispered: "I used to be the richest in the Crewe Tribe, but after being robbed by the Duoyan Tribe, I became the richest in the Duoyan Tribe." ”

Zhuo smiled and threw a piece of meat and bones to the Mongolian woman, and when he saw the woman carefully holding and eating, he said to Bao Chengxian with satisfaction: "Then destroy the Duoyan Department first, and the rest should be obedient." ”

Bao Chengxian said with a smile: "I inquired when I came, the Duoyan tribe is the enemy of the other four tribes, and it is also the most fierce tribe.

Shepherds who herd sheep know that they have a dog to take care of their flock, so why can't we keep a vicious dog to herd cattle and sheep?

Zhuo frowned and said, "The Golden Buddha disappeared in the Duoyan Division. ”

Bao Chengxian shook his head and said: "The Mongols don't dare to loot the Great Lama of Morgan, let alone the golden statue of Maha Garabuddh, only the Han people in Zhangjiakou can do this."

My mentor also visited Guru Morgan, and according to him, it was indeed a young man surnamed Ming who robbed him.

Therefore, the robbery of the Golden Buddha should have nothing to do with the Duoyan Department. ”

Zhuo snorted and said: "It wasn't robbed by the Zhangjiakou people, and the people surnamed Wang in Zhangjiakou would never do such a thing." ”

Bao Chengxian glanced at Zhuo in surprise again, lowered his head and said softly: "My teacher said that it is the best choice to use the Duoyan Department to rule the other four departments. ”

Zhuo dropped the wooden bowl in his hand, pushed Bao Chengxian out of the yurt, put down the door curtain and said, "I'll borrow your woman first!" ”