Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 654
Supporting his body, Abu Nai's face was solemn, although his lips were pale, but he had a bit of strength when he said these words.

The nobles were willing to help and breathed a sigh of relief, but their eyes were piercing, staring at his body and thinking about something.

This wolf-like look made Abu Nai anxious, and secretly hated: a group of white-eyed wolves.

Uncertain in my heart, sell me for a good price.

He wanted to explode, but considering his health, he just shouted viciously: "Let me prepare everything, the Han people will come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. This time we must take revenge."

In the end, it has become some majesty in the past few years, and the nobles bowed away one after another.

Only Jin Zeming stayed.

As a person sent to the Chahar Department by the Ming Dynasty, he not only connected with the mutual market, but also a key person to convey military information.

Abu Nai now trusts him more than guarding against him. After all, only Daming can save the Chahar tribe.

"Mr. Jin, what do you think?"

Realizing the benefits of literati, Abu Nai has always been more respectful, especially at this juncture.

"Khan, are you alright?" Jin Zemin looked at Abu Nai with concern in his eyes.

"It's just a knife, it's okay."

There were bursts of pain in his arm at any time, but Abu Nai could bear it. He opened his tiger eyes wide and said angrily:

"This group of guys have been tamed by the Manchus for many years, and they tremble when they see their flags. If it weren't for the musketeers fighting, I wouldn't be able to come back at all."

In this battle, the musket cavalry at the beginning dealt a great blow to the Qing army, especially the Khalkha Mongolian tribes, who even thought it was the Tsarist Russians, and flinched and wanted to run away.

The cotton armor of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties is thick, so it is not affected, but the riding and shooting skills are not as good as the Mongols, so they can only be inseparable from the Musketeers.

It is very difficult to shoot an arrow on horseback, but it is very easy to shoot a gun on horseback.

But even if no one betrays, Chahar lacks confidence and it is difficult to contend with him.

Even so, the Khalkha Mongols, who did not work hard, had thousands of casualties, and the Eight Banners Army of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties had more than a thousand casualties.

Thinking of the performance of the Eight Banners on the battlefield, Abu Nai suddenly said: "This group of Eight Banners is not afraid of death, but it's a pity that they can't cooperate well."

Of course, Jin Zeming didn't miss the opportunity to praise Daming, and said directly: "In the past few years, the Eight Banners of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties have suffered heavy casualties, and they are probably supplementary recruits."

"I heard that in North Korea, the Manchu Qing also left thousands of people behind. There are so many Jurchen talents in Liaodong. In a few years, they will surely perish."

"The Horqin tribe, these vicious dogs who betrayed Mongolia—"

Abu Nai gritted his teeth when he thought of Horqin, feeling extremely angry.

Jin Zeming spoke a few more words of comfort before leaving the military tent.

When he came to his yurt, he suddenly saw a soldier walking in. When he raised his head, he was shocked and knelt down on one knee:

"Humble job has seen thousands of households!"

"Get up!"

Feng Shouquan waved his hands, sat on the grass ball, looked at the respectful Jin Zeming, and smiled: "You are doing well in the Chahar Department!"

"The lowly position is backed by the imperial court, and the fox pretends to be a tiger."

Jin Zeming bowed and said, "Why did Qianhu come to the Chahar Department? The battle here is coming, I'm afraid it's not safe."

"Don't worry, tomorrow at the latest, Xuanzhen's [-] troops will rescue the Chahar tribe."

Feng Shouquan said indifferently: "It would be dangerous to fight in the field, but the Manchus and Mongols can only die if they defend the city."

"That's good." Jin Zeming heaved a sigh of relief.

Knowing that he was safe, Jin Zeming confided in the recent situation of the Chahar Department and the reality of the First World War on the Grassland.

It turns out that in the past few years, in order to obtain woolen horses, Abu Nai has continued to conquer various tribes, only a few hundred miles away from the Horqin tribe.

Conquering the tribe, obtaining woolen horses, and trading with Ming Dynasty to strengthen themselves, this made the Chahar tribe's strength skyrocket in a short period of time.

It's like sucking D, which makes people want to stop.

The strength of the Chahar tribe not only aroused the fear of the Qing Dynasty, but also destroyed the balance of the grassland, and the Khalkha Mongols couldn't help but do it.

"You mean, Abu Nai really wants to unify the tribes of Mongolia?"

Feng Shouquan seemed to have heard a big joke.

"He has been in the Chahar Ministry for a long time in a humble position. Abu Nai's actions are simple and rude, and he is ambitious. He has such delusions. He has recruited craftsmen in the past few years and rebuilt this Chahanhot."

"Among the captive tribes, he will pick out those who farm, and plant land near the king's city to get rid of the food shortage."

Jin Zeming said solemnly: "The court should make preparations for this."

"Get ready, I'm here!"

Feng Shouquan's face was serious.

As a scholar, although he did not pass the examination of scholar, he deeply understands that building a city means the transformation from grassland to settlement.

At that time, Altan Khan, Dayan Khan, and even Lin Dan Khan all vigorously farmed fields and built cities because they discovered the benefits of agriculture.

"Ah?" Jin Zeming was taken aback, "What is this?"

"Let Abu Nai be seriously injured and die."

Feng Shouquan took it for granted.

"This? How close is the sweat tent!"

"Don't worry about this, there will be traitors on fire tonight, and Tucheng will be in chaos. This is our chance."

"Then why was he seriously injured and died instead of being killed directly?"

"It has to be delayed until tomorrow when Xuanzhen's troops arrive, otherwise the Mongols will all disperse, making him die a few days later."

Jin knew it clearly, with a shame on his face. He was still not very good at such political matters.

At night, Chahanhot was silent.

Suddenly, a flame blazed up in the military tent outside the city, and quickly began to spread.

Afterwards, Abu Nai, who had just lay down, was startled: "What's going on?"

"Khan, a fire broke out outside the city, and a wave of rebellious soldiers rushed into the city—"

"Traitor, another traitor."

Abu Nai was extremely angry, and shouted: "Gather the soldiers and horses, I will kill this group of thieves."

Suddenly, a fire broke out in the city of Chahanhot, and it spread rapidly.

"Khan, let's put out the fire first, the city is well guarded and no one can come in." Jin Zeming suggested.

"Okay, put out the fire first."

For a while, most of the people went to fight the fire, and the strength around Abu Nai began to weaken.

"call out--"

"A mere stab in the back."

Abu Nai turned his head, dodged the stab in the back, and smiled contemptuously.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen arrows suddenly continued to fly.

At this time, he was wearing underwear, and he had no time to put on his armor. He hit the target with several arrows and fell to the ground.

Jin Zeming hid aside, "turned pale with shock".

After the arrow was gone, he came over to confirm.

The guards were furious, there was an assassin near the king's tent, damn it.

"Fortunately, I can still breathe after sweating profusely." Before trying his nose, Jin Zeming breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to prevent it from being rescued, the arrow also applied love flower juice.

Love flower, also known as Datura flower, has a powerful anesthetic effect, and a large amount can cause people to faint.

Obviously, this Abu Nai Khan had been poisoned and was unconscious.

At noon, Xuanzhen soldiers and horses arrived.

(End of this chapter)