"Don't misunderstand," the person from afar shouted in the twilight, "Is it Horqin's brother and Zhang Dongzhu of the Ming Kingdom?" ”

Zhang Han shouted, "It's me." ”

"Zhang Dongzhu, I'm Kurtang."

The people on both sides heard it clearly, but the man with the bow and arrow did not let his guard down and still held the bow and arrow in his hand.

There were only five or six people who came on horseback, and when they saw the number of people, everyone relaxed.

Kurtang smiled, followed by several attachés in cyan arrow robes, each wearing warm hats and red tassels on the top of the hats, Zhang Han saw that the fat Jurchen was also in the team.

Kuer pestered: "Master Zhang, we have been delayed on the way, calculate the time you should go to the river, look for you along the river, and sure enough, I still saw you." ”

Zhang Han smiled: "I don't know what to do with us?" ”

On this trip, Kurtang said that he wanted to take the first step and return to Dajin to report the news that the Khan King Zhang Han and his party were about to go to Liaodong, with this excuse, the Jurchens had enough reasons to leave early, and Zhang Han was a little puzzled what they were doing when they came back.

Kuer pestered: "At noon, we met a group of fish skin tartars, they had two or three hundred dings, we clashed with them, killed dozens of people, think about it for fear that they will retaliate here, if they hurt Zhang Dongzhu, it will not be good, so come back to inspect again, there is no abnormality and rest assured." ”

Fishskin Tartars are actually not Jurchens, many tribes and Jurchens do not understand the language, the two sides have the same language family, but the difference is a thousand miles, and the common language is Mongolian.

At that time, there were actually many ethnic groups in the hometown of Nuer Gandusi, dozens of large and small, but later most of them were unified as Shengjurchen, from Nuer Hachi to Huang Taiji, the two of them have been expanding to the north, and during the Shunzhi period, a large part of the northern area was occupied by the Houjin, and those who lived in the forest and on both sides of the Songhua River and Heilongjiang River fishing and hunting for a living were also captured in large numbers to Liaodong, and then these Dingkou were directly incorporated into the Eight Banners.

The Jurchens did not dismount, Kurtang and Zhang Han exchanged a few words, did not say anything, and the group directly returned with horses.

The Mongols sent people over to take a look at the situation, and Zhang Han and others said that there was nothing abnormal.

The person sent quickly returned to the station, and Meng Erdai greeted him, and after asking a few questions, his face became cloudy.

The Jurchen station seemed to be not far away, and he was a little undecided, after raiding Zhang Han and the others at night, should he take advantage of the night to hurry and take the group of Mongols away.

If the more than 100 people in front of him are all his subordinates, he will definitely choose to destroy the two shares, so that after returning to Baicheng, he will definitely get Lin Dan Khan's praise and reward, Meng Edai is not Taiji or Lingetuoke, everything he has comes from Lin Dan Khan, and he hopes to be appreciated by Lin Dan Khan.

The temptation lingered in the bottom of Meng Erdai's heart, and in the end he gave up.

There are not many Jurchens, there may be less than twenty people in total, but there are not many of his own subordinates, only more than fifty of the more than one hundred and thirty cavalry are his subordinates, and the rest are those sent by Obadagi.

Killing Zhang Han and these people will carry out the order, if they are asked to kill the Jurchens again, with Horqin's current fear of the Jurchens and the in-laws relationship between the two sides, this is simply impossible.

……

After eating, everyone felt a little lazy, and everyone had horses

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) take care of, and set up a tent, the place near the river is very watery, fortunately, there are thick bedding in the tent, Duo'er looked up at the sky, saw a crescent moon slowly coming up in the east, sure that tonight will be a good day with a bright moonlight, and will never fall in the middle of the night, so that everyone will trek forward in the snow the next day.

Now the weather is getting colder and colder, it's almost November, at this time the pass is deep winter, there will be a snow every once in a while, and it is a bitter cold place outside the pass, Zhang Han They have encountered two snowstorms along the way, fortunately, the weather has been fine in the past ten days, the snow has melted away, and there are sparse woodlands and frozen rivers in front of them.

Many people's hands are frozen purple, Chang Wei and Wang Anping have frostbite on their hands, one of them is from Shanxi, the other is from Beijing, but they are all against the cold in the northeast at this time, Zhang Han grew up in Xinpingbao, he has seen the weather of about minus 40 degrees in winter, and the cold in Liaodong and the grassland is not much to him, but everyone is afraid of continuous snowfall, if it snows for a few days, the snow on the road may be more than half a person deep, at that time there can only be someone in front of the splitting the snow, leading the horses in front, You also have to strap on a sled or snowshoe to walk...... The Mongols taught them these things when they were guests in the Khalkha tribe and told them to be ready.

"No bad luck."

After Duo'er spoke, Zhang Han looked at everyone with a smile, this group of people had been following him for so long, everyone's affection was getting deeper and deeper, and they became very compatible with each other.

If before that, he and everyone were the relationship between the proprietor and the buddy, then now he has to add a layer of comradeship.

Only those who have fought side by side, experienced life and death together, and fought together in the most difficult and dangerous places can understand the trust and affection between Zhang Han and the group of partners in front of him.

It can even be said that the trust of this group of people in each other is to give their backs to each other, and this trust may not be available even to the closest family members.

A comrade will be able to protect his back, unless he has fallen before.

"Duo'er and Li Zhiye, you two follow me, let's go downstream to see the mouth of the river."

The moonlight was already very clear and obvious, and the deep night when the sun had just set and the moon had not risen was driven away by the clear light, and by the light of the stars and the bright moonlight, and the reflection of the river, people could easily ride their horses on both sides of this clear and wide river without the help of torches.

Zhang Han's horses had been fed, washed, and rested for so long, and the war horses were excited about this pleasant journey before nightfall, the horses' hooves flew over, and they ran quickly along the riverbank, and the horses kept snorting, startling flocks of birds in the riverside forest.

……

In the Jurchen camp not far away, there was still a bonfire burning in the middle area, and there were figures standing faintly around, holding bows and arrows in their hands.

Today Kurtang lied about his purpose, but the details are completely true, when the Jurchens arrived at the riverbank, they happened to meet a group of fishskin Tartars living by the river to relocate the tribe, neither side gave each other a chance to speak, the two sides directly used bows and arrows to talk, the fishskin Tartars archery skills were not worse than those of the Jurchens, and there were many people, but in the end they ended in a fiasco...... They can only shoot arrows, they have no tactics, and they don't have armor, while the Jurchens have both, and they shoot in teams, seize advantageous terrain, create momentum, and more

Dressed in strong armor, less than 20 people beat away nearly 300 fish skin tartars, and afterwards each tooth puller pulled out a lot of arrows, only minor injuries such as flesh wounds, no one was seriously injured, let alone killed.

In the past few years, the Later Jin forces began to extend from the traditional Haixi Four Divisions to the north, and they were particularly interested in the Dingkou of the fishing and hunting peoples such as the Solon Department and the Oroqen, and during the reign of Nurhachi to Huang Taiji, they relied on the plundering policy of these tribes to supplement the Wandingkou to the Eight Banners, you must know that at this time, all the banners of the Jurchen tribes were only 65,000 people, and these Shengjuzhen supplements effectively supported the Houjin war against the Ming Dynasty, and this plundering policy is undoubtedly brutal and bloody, and it has become the norm for the two sides to fight when they meet, It's a normal thing.

Huang Taiji sat cross-legged in the tent, Kuer sat opposite him, neither of them was sleepy, Huang Taiji was in his golden age at this time, his mental and physical strength were excellent, there was a huge longbow in front of his knees, the bow force was thirty-five forces, it belonged to the hard bow that ordinary men in the prime of life could not pull away, let alone use it, but Huang Taiji was very competent with this bow, he just learned to open the bow as soon as he could stand, and he hit more than a hundred prey when he couldn't get on the horse. But it is far from the kind of fat figure that was more than ten years later, at this time Huang Taiji has more strong muscles, his eyes are also very bright and spirited, sitting opposite him Kurthu looks very weak, in fact, the Jurchen Baksh is considered an outlier, and Xifu and Erdeni are the same, Kurtang is proficient in Mongolian and Uighur Mongolian characters, but also proficient in Chinese and Sinology, when it comes to the ability to march and fight, they are naturally very poor.

At this time, the accompanying tooth swingers are on guard against the re-attack of the fish skin tartars, and they are also on guard to be careful of those Mongols, since they saw the large group of Mongolian armor cavalry on the riverside, Kurtang has a little bit of nervousness in his heart, these armor soldiers are much more difficult to deal with than the fish skin tartars, if they really chase and kill, Kurtang is worried that his side is not an opponent.

"Kurtang," Huang Taiji smiled gently, he did not reprimand this timid and weak Bakshi, but said with a smile: "Do you think Zhang Han will come?" ”

"Back to the master, the slave can't say." Kuhl entangled his cowardice and said cautiously: "I can't see through that person. Speaking of which, he must be bold, but not so bold as the master expected, and he can think carefully to come to us, the servant may not be ......"

Huang Taiji was actually not sure in his heart, but his intuition told him that Zhang Han should come.

At least in terms of his own personality and way of doing things, he would have chosen it this way. It's funny to think about it, a Han businessman who is less than twenty years old, he actually thinks so highly of him.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent, Huang Taiji's heart moved, his head and ears were tilted, and the people outside the tent had not yet entered, so he smiled and said: "It seems that Zhang Han is really here......

At this time, the man from outside the tent opened the curtain and came in, and the tall figure was cast on the candle flame, and then the man knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, three horsemen have come, and the one in front is the young man. ”――

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