Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 545, Prerequisites

With a face full of sadness, Battelle led more than two hundred cavalry from the Naiman tribe that belonged only to him, and went out ten miles to welcome Liu Jin, Wang Shouren and others.

"The equipment of the Ming army is so sophisticated, all of them are armor~"

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Battelle looked at the huge team shining under the sunlight.

The whole person couldn't help being amazed.

It has not been a year or two since he dealt with the Ming army. When he was young, he often led the army to the south and fought against the Ming army.

But the previous Ming army was different. In his perception, the Ming army's equipment was very poor, not to mention the armor, and even the swords in their hands were broken copper and rotten iron.

But the Ming army in front of him was all in uniform armor, with muskets on their backs and sabers on their waists. More importantly, the spirit of this cavalry was definitely something he had never seen before.

Such a neat team, like a torrent of steel, is advancing silently on the grassland. Even at a distance, you can still feel the heavy pressure it brings to people, as if a huge and incomparably dark cloud enveloped it.

Liu Jin was wearing a crimson robe, riding on a tall horse, holding a telescope in his hand, and was also carefully observing everything in the Naiman tribe.

"It seems that last year's vitality was really hurt, the old ones, the young ones~"

"I hope you guys will be acquainted, and don't let me start a killing spree."

Liu Jin thought silently in his heart, it is obviously not acceptable to slaughter the old and weak, women and children, but if the Naiman Ministry is not willing to abide by the new policy formulated by Daming, Liu Jin has to do so.

This is also impossible.

If we don't take advantage of the weakness of the prairie people to subdue them now, when they recover, they will raise their butcher knives to slaughter the land of the Central Plains again.

Between civilization and civilization, race and race is so cruel.

Countless people died under the butcher's knives of the prairie people on the land of the Central Plains. In the past, every time the prairie people went south, tens of thousands of people died, and sometimes hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands died.

"Battle from the Naiman tribe led the whole clan to welcome the Great Angel~"

Soon, the two sides met. Battelle brought his own people to Liu Jin and Wang Shouren, put his right hand on top of his left chest, and said while bending slightly.

"Free gift~"

Liu Jin said with a smile.

"Thank you, my lord~"

Seeing that Liu Jin was smiling and seemed to be easy to talk to, Battelle and the others were also slightly relieved.

"Haven't you asked your lord's name?"

"My name is Liu Jin, and this is Wang Shouren~"

Liu Jin introduced to Battelle with a smile all over his face.

"Master Liu, Lord Wang!"

Battle quickly saluted again.

Several people exchanged pleasantries again, and then they each mounted their horses, and under the leadership of Battelle, they rode slowly towards Battelle's camp.

"Battle, the scenery of this grassland is so beautiful~"

Liu Jin and Battelle walked side by side. Liu Jin looked at the beautiful grassland scenery and said with a smile.

"If Mr. Liu likes it, you might as well stay on the grassland for a few more days, so that I can do my best as a landlord."

When Battelle heard it, he quickly said enthusiastically.

"Forget it, the grassland is not the most beautiful time in summer, it is the most beautiful time in autumn, and the cattle and sheep on the grassland are also the fattest time at that time."

Liu Jin smiled and shook his head.

"Master Liu used to talk about the grassland?"

When Battelle heard it, he was slightly surprised and asked quickly.

"Haha, of course I have been to the grassland. The grassland people are warm and hospitable, can sing and dance well, and they are all true temperaments. It makes people linger and forget to return."

Liu Jin remembered the scene of traveling on the grassland before crossing, and he still had a good impression of the grassland people.

"Lord Liu, it will be autumn in a few months. Please come to the grassland as a guest at that time. I will slaughter the fattest cattle and sheep, and entertain you with the most beautiful girls."

When Battelle heard it, he immediately said with a little excitement.

The young Mr. Liu in front of him actually knows the grassland so well, it seems that he likes the grassland very much.

"Haha, I will definitely come to the grassland to play when I have time."

Liu Jin smiled happily.

Soon, everyone arrived at Battelle's camp, and the whole camp suddenly became extremely lively.

The people brought by Liu Jin began to set up camp, and they were very skilled in finding open spaces and setting up tents, and at the same time they used vehicles and horses to build a defensive circle.

As for Liu Jin and Wang Shouren, they were welcomed into his big tent by Battle.

"Battelle, your ministry wants to attach us to Da Ming, and our son of Da Ming is willing to accept your attachment, but there are conditions."

After exchanging pleasantries, Liu Jin also officially started talking about business.

Hearing Liu Jin's words, the lively tent immediately quieted down. The nobles and leaders of the Naiman tribe quickly put down their drinks, beef and mutton, and listened carefully.

"Please tell me, my lord~"

Battelle also became slightly nervous, as expected, as expected, this time, Da Ming probably won't make their life too easy.

In the past, grassland tribes attached themselves to Ming Dynasty, and they could live a good life. They attached themselves to Daming, relied on trade with Daming, and quickly grew and developed.

But this time, the vitality of the Tatar tribes was severely injured, and Da Ming had the prestige of a great victory. It would definitely not be very good for him to rely on Da Ming.

What's more important is that there are [-] cavalry who came here this time. Do you really think that these [-] cavalry are here to eat?
"It's okay to attach to me, Daming~"

Liu Jin nodded slightly, then spoke slowly.

"First, all the nobles and leaders of your Naiman tribe, I, the Ming Emperor, have rewards and canonizations, but you have to move to the capital and Tianjin to settle down, and our Daming will provide you with mansions."

Just the first one, Battelle and others were dumbfounded when they heard it.

This is to put them under house arrest in the capital, and to separate them from their own tribe.

"This can't work~"

"I can't promise~"

There was no surprise, before Battelle spoke, the others spoke first, shaking their heads and speaking, looking very angry.

"Isn't this putting us under house arrest? What's the difference between this and a wolf locked in a cage?"

"I absolutely can't agree, I will die on the grassland even if I die."

"Yes, I can't agree. This is a Ming people's conspiracy. Who knows if they will kill us after we go."

Battelle's face was also ugly, and it was very difficult for him to accept just the first condition.

If this went to the capital of Daming, would he still be the leader of the Naiman tribe?
He became a tree without roots and water without a source, a fish on the chopping board of the Ming Dynasty, and was slaughtered by others.

"My lord, this condition is too harsh, we will not agree."

Battelle said very seriously.

"You will agree, because this is the prerequisite for your attachment to our Ming Dynasty. If you don't even agree to this, this attachment will be out of the question, and our Ming Dynasty will not accept your Naiman Department's attachment."

Liu Jin smiled, looking indifferent.

"If you don't attach yourself, don't attach yourself. At worst, we go to the Wara people, to the Heshuote Department~"

"Yes, absolutely can't agree, the people of Daming definitely have no good intentions."

"Boss, if we don't depend on Daming, we can still survive on the grassland, it's no big deal."

The nobles of the Naiman tribe started shouting again, and the atmosphere became tense.

"My lord, if we attach ourselves to Daming, must we agree to this condition?"

Battelle said very seriously.

"Yes, you must agree."

"Of course, you can rest assured that our Ming Dynasty will definitely treat you well, and you can also go back to the Naiman Department from time to time. Our Ming Dynasty just wants to learn from the Tang Dynasty. It is tolerant and tolerant."

"In the future, our Ming Dynasty will recruit many warriors from the grassland tribes you are attached to to fight for our Ming Dynasty. After attaching to our Damin, you will be our own people."

"You will also be officials and nobles of my Ming Dynasty. You can still go to court, you can also fight for the Ming Dynasty, and you can also be promoted to rank if you have meritorious service."

Liu Jin nodded seriously and said, "Because we treat you as our own, that's why we have such a request."

"In our Ming Dynasty, an official from a certain place cannot return to his hometown to become an official. The reason is actually the same."

Hearing Liu Jin's words, the faces of Battelle and the others looked better. It sounded like the same thing. After attaching to Daming, Daming regarded them as his own.

As for the Tang Dynasty, they, the prairie nobles, also knew about it. During the Tang Dynasty, the court of the Tang Dynasty had a large proportion of officials from different races, and many generals were from other races.

There are even many prairie people among Tang Taizong's personal guards.

"Can we really go back to our tribe from time to time?"

Battelle asked again.

"Yes, our Ming Dynasty has always kept its word. After you and I are a family, the grassland people are also the people of the Ming Dynasty, and the grassland is also the territory of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, we will no longer distinguish between you and me. Naturally, you can go home anytime. back."

Liu Jin nodded solemnly.

I don't believe it anymore, after you get used to living here in the capital, you still think about going back to the grassland?

Hearing Liu Jin's words, everyone nodded slightly. It didn't sound like they really wanted to put themselves under house arrest.

"Lord Liu, if Daming didn't want to put us under house arrest, we would naturally be willing to move to the capital of Daming to settle down. The grasslands are bitter and cold, and the capital is prosperous. We have long wanted to see it."

Battelle thought for a while and expressed his opinion.

As long as they are not under house arrest, they have to agree if they don't agree. The thousands of cavalry outside are enough to easily sweep their entire Naiman tribe.

People are knives and I am fish. This kind of taste is not good.

But everything has to be endured, and we must wait patiently, waiting for the young eagles in the grassland to become eagles, and then they can still turn against this Ming Dynasty.

　Do you have any way to firmly fix them on the Daming chariot?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)