Emperor Ming Dynasty

At the beginning of July, the grassland seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, and most of the rivers that once flowed like spider webs had dried up.

However, it is also possible that the wild growth of weeds has covered the riverbed, and only intelligent animals can find the river water under the turf.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the animals fled crazily. Only the insects that lived on the grass roots remained stable.

A large group of cavalry fled south frantically, showing no mercy to their horses, their whips waving fast.

Behind them, a small troop of cavalry was also struggling to catch up, with tired and joyful smiles on their faces.

Yellow, red, blue, armors of various colors, although stained with a lot of dust and become dirty, still revealed their identities of the Eight Banners.

With only two thousand people, they dared to chase ten thousand people, and the more they chased, the more powerful they became, just like a snake greedy for snakes, they opened their bloody mouths and swallowed prey far larger than themselves in one gulp.

Chahun Dorji glanced back and saw the Manchu and Qing cavalry persevering, instantly resentful: "Damn, why don't you go after Norbu, why are you chasing us so hard?"

Lama Tenzin said helplessly, "Maybe it's because of the Great Lama Hutuktu?"

Chahun Dorji glanced at the side, hundreds of loyal knights were firmly protecting his own brother, and the innermost circle was a group of lamas in Buddhist robes.

Most of the cavalry in the army surrounded Jebtsundamba, with only 2000 people protecting them.

There is no way, the stepping stone for this trip is him.

"Go—" Chahun Dorji gritted his teeth, and continued galloping on the horse. He felt that his ass was about to be smashed.

Such hot pursuit, the two armies gradually approached, and began to fight hand to hand.

Obviously, although the Mongolian cavalry is better on horseback, the Qing soldiers have the upper hand in armor and weapons, and their morale is so high that they almost fight against them.

Like a pack of wolves before, they clung to each other tightly, apparently treating them as prey and consuming their physical strength before hunting them down.

With a sudden blow, the target was Jebtsundamba in the middle of the crowd.

Seeing that he was going straight into the army like a sharp knife and heading towards Jebtsundamba, Chahun Dorji stopped running in an instant: "Go to save Hutuktu—"

Jebtsundamba didn't panic at all. He rode on horseback in a monk's robe with fluttering skirts. Facing the turbulent Manchu cavalry like hungry wolves, he buried his head and prostrated himself.

He understood that even if he was captured, Man Qing would not dare to kill him.

But in this way, he would become a puppet in the true sense, which was not what he wanted.

"Buddha blesses——" a circle of lamas brandished scimitars and looked around sharply, as if they wanted to fight to the death with the slowly approaching Qing army.

"Woooo—" Suddenly, there was a sound of horns in the distance, after which the earth began to shake violently.

This is a cavalry force of no less than ten thousand people.

The direction is from the south.

Chahun Dorji was overjoyed: "In the south, only Ming people will come, this is the Ming army—"

But the ferocious fighting of the Qing army suddenly slowed down.

If it continues, it will be mixed with the Mongolian army, and the organization will be chaotic, and the Ming army will fight one by one in a leisurely manner.

A cavalry without a lineup is like a stray wolf, even a fox dares to bully it.

Soon, the two armies broke away from contact, and even gradually distanced themselves.

The leader of the Qing army was a burly man with a beard overflowing from his helmet and a pair of leopard eyes that were extremely eye-catching.

He is Oboi who is known as the "No. [-] Warrior in Manchuria" and the title of Batulu.

"The person who came is a wise man—"

Aobai squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, when a deep voice sounded.

"Type a word Wu..."

The deputy general worried: "Could it be Wu Sangui?"

Obai remained silent.

If it was an ordinary time, they would not panic at all when they met Wu Sangui, and even dared to press up and fight.

But now that they are exhausted, their strength is already at a disadvantage, and they encounter a new force, it is difficult to fight against this Ming army.

Aobai was still hesitating, but when he saw the Ming army with three horses, he immediately turned the horse's head and let the army retreat.

Retiring despite difficulties and not wavering, this is the foundation of being a general.

And Wu Sangui came from afar, wearing a simple but impenetrable armor, and the flag beside him was extremely conspicuous.

"Unfortunately, I escaped too quickly."

Wu Sangui sighed, patted the war horse under his crotch, and after a while, he came in front of the Mongolian army.

Although the two armies have the same enemy, they still maintain vigilance.

Chahun Dorji sent people to communicate for many times before getting accurate information, and then he brought Jebtsundamba to meet.

"The great lama is polite—" Wu Sangui bent down and saluted, maintaining a respectful attitude of worshiping Buddha.

The Mongolians and lamas on the side showed a smile, and their expressions relaxed a lot.

"Ashamed." Jebtsundamba is knowledgeable and proficient in Chinese.

He still looked calm and composed, maintained his posture, and nodded slightly: "Duke Jing saved me in danger, and I am really grateful."

"This is the blessing of the Buddha." Wu Sangui said flatteringly, and the tense atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Chahun Dorji instantly felt neglected.

Jebtsundamba did not forget his own brother, and introduced: "This is the king of Tuxietu County—"

Even though Chahun Doerji called himself Oqilai Saiyin Khan in the tribe, in front of Wu Sangui, he could only be the king of Tuxietu County, which was bestowed by the emperor.

Also because of this status, Wu Sangui bowed his head again.

"General Wu's army is mighty and fierce, and the Qing army will collapse without fighting. I am really grateful." With the help of the interpreter, Chahun Dorji hurriedly began to thank.

Wu Sangui was noncommittal, and after chatting for a few words, the Mongolian army merged and marched towards the south.

This place is more than five hundred miles away from Guihua City.

At this time, outside the city of Guihua, nearly ten thousand herdsmen had already arrived, and the governor of Suiyuan, Zhang Guowei, was very busy.

Allocating the herders to the fringe pastures in Suiyuan, solving the fodder problem for cattle and sheep, and managing disputes among herdsmen, all of this was presided over by the leader.

However, with the tens of thousands of Ming troops assembled at Hongli Temple and the Fourth Prince's Department, few herdsmen dared to act presumptuously, and the only worry was the issue of money and food.

Chen Yongfu was anxiously waiting for Wu Sangui's army.

If Jebtsundamba is lost, it will be a great loss for the imperial court's Mobei Raiders.

Obviously, Wu Sangui did not disappoint him, and soon led Jebtsundamba back.

And with the arrival of Chahun Dorji, the essence of the Tushetu Khan tribe will be preserved, and it will be easy to return the next day.

After many days, Chahun Dorji finally drank butter tea.

But what awaited them was a long-distance raid:
The emperor wants to receive them.

After another long journey, Chahun Dorji and Jebtsundamba came to Beijing.

This is a land that many Mongolians have never been to in their lives.

When Zhu Yixi received the news of the battle in Mobei, he felt a bit of a twist.

Wild fire, in spring.

Who would have thought that the embers of the Qing Dynasty would rekindle?
But the good news is that Tuxietu Khan and Jebtsundamba are safe.

This will give Daming a great advantage in his future strategies.

Needless to mention the shock along the way, the one who greeted Chahun Dorji was Budari, King of Beihai County.

The Khan of the Chahar tribe was still reluctant to part with the prosperity of Beijing. After a long and severe winter, he returned to the mansion bestowed on him by the emperor.

The emperor also arrested his strong man and served as a welcome errand.

The Tushetu Khan tribe and Chahar were originally distant relatives, and they even had an affiliation relationship in the Lindan Khan era.

"Budari, aren't you in Chahar?"

Chahun Dorji couldn't help being surprised.

"Why can't I be here?" Budari rolled his eyes, and he leaned over with a calm expression: "How wonderful Beijing is, much better than in Chahar."

"I don't have to worry about eating and drinking here. I can take a bath every day. I wear silk and satin, and I use porcelain cups. The beauties who serve me are all warm and juicy. It's much better than in the grassland."

Budali said proudly: "I tell you, as long as you stay here for two or three months, you don't want to go back to Mobei."

"Come on, I'll take you around Beijing—"

The emperor received Zhebtsundamba, while Budari took Chahun Dorji to tour Beijing. The two Mongolians were leisurely and leisurely, as if they were on vacation.

But the cabinet is not idle, they are studying how to help Tuxietu Khan return to Mobei.

Different from the Chahar tribe, it is located in the Monan area, only a few hundred miles away from Beijing, and has lush water and grass, which can not only graze, but also cultivate fields.

This place in Mobei is different, it is too vast.

More than [-]% of the land is semi-desert grassland, and grazing is the main way of survival, which is not suitable for Han people.

To put it bluntly, the tribes in Mobei can only restrain Mi, not the direct control of Monan.

"It's not okay to give armor and firearms directly, it's pampering them." Wang Yingxiong said in a deep voice:
"If Tuxietu Khan directly joins Manqing, isn't it just stealing chickens and turning back rice?"

"Then send a large army to the north—" Lu Daqi stared wide-eyed: "Escort them to Mobei, and the coalition forces march towards the Qing Dynasty to completely destroy the so-called Fengjing City."

"Impossible—" Yan Chongxin shook his head and said, "Thousands of miles along the way, long-distance raids, narrow escapes, tens of thousands of troops on the vast grasslands are like sand scattered on the ground, it is hard to find them no matter what."

For a time, the entire cabinet fell into dispute.

Chief Assistant Zhao Shu drank his tea calmly and didn't say a word when he witnessed the dispute between these people.

Having been in power for more than ten years, his prestige in the court is second only to the emperor. Even if the cabinet members unite, they can barely compete with him.

In this case, he often sits firmly on the Diaoyutai and witnesses the quarrel among the crowd, thus finalizing the decision.

Seeing that they had been arguing for almost a quarter of an hour and there was still no answer, Zhao Shu raised his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"It is impossible for the imperial court to let tens of thousands of troops go to Mobei to squander, but it cannot condone the arrogance of the Qing Dynasty."

"In my opinion, it's better to combine the two with each other."

"Oh?" Wang Yingxiong narrowed his eyes: "I don't know how to neutralize it?"

But he cursed secretly in his heart, enough of the drama, let's start the end!
"It's too bizarre for an army of tens of thousands to go north. It's hard to find the enemy in the vast desert. It's better to select a few thousand elite soldiers and go north with Tuxie Tuhan to regain their homeland."

"At that time, we can also take the opportunity to control Tushetu Khan's department."

"As for some support, money and food don't matter at all, but the firearms must be handled properly, which can only be used by our army. The Mongolian army should use more bows and arrows—"

To put it bluntly, in order to avoid distress, thousands of troops were sent north.

It would be great if it worked out.

If it doesn't work, it's considered an attempt, and it won't hurt.

This is indeed the middle way.

Several people were amazed that He Xi Ni's ability is really strong

The emperor seemed to know the situation, and at this time sent someone to summon them to discuss the matter.

Sitting in front of the imperial table, Zhu Yixi said in a deep voice: "According to Suiyuan's news, the [-] troops of the Tuxietu Khan and Zasak Khan's coalition forces will be defeated in less than half a day after fighting the Qing army."

Snapped--

Speaking of this, the emperor couldn't help but shoot up: "It's just ridiculous."

"Thousands of miles of vast grasslands, instead of wandering around looking for opportunities, they gathered people to fight, and then they were quickly defeated, only tens of thousands of people fled."

"There are tens of thousands of herdsmen gathered in Suiyuan, and they need to solve their grazing land. At the same time, we must find a way to get Tuxie Tuhan back to Mobei."

Zhao Shu took a step forward calmly, and spoke about the cabinet's deliberations.

"Thousands of troops, waiting for an opportunity?"

The emperor muttered, with ripples in his heart.

After finally getting an opportunity to intervene in Mobei and Tuxietuhan, he must not let it go so easily.

He knocked on the table unconsciously and thought about it.

Several members of the cabinet did not dare to make a sound.

There were two ruling centers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in Mobei, one was General Wusulitai's Mansion, and the other was Minister Kulun.

General Ussuritai was responsible for administering the three ministries of Khalkha, while Minister Kulun was in charge of border affairs, mutual market, judiciary, post station, mainly Han people's business, and controlling Jebtsundamba Lama.

Just as the minister in Tibet draws lots from the golden urn, Minister Kulun also presides over Jebtsundamba's drawing of lots from the golden urn.

How did I forget this?
Zhu Yixi couldn't help but patted his head, raised his head, and said loudly: "What you said is fine."

"However, the dispatched ministers, don't be too restrained, and you have to let go as much as possible—"

He said with a smile: "You can set up a Mongolian general to build a city in Kulun, and stay there in the name of protecting Jebtsundamba."

"But in essence, he will also manage the affairs of the Khalkha Mongolian tribes and act on behalf of the imperial court."

The emperor's words represent the Ming Dynasty's deep rule in Mobei, just like the generals of Jilin and Heilongjiang.

"However, Your Majesty, where does the money and food for the army stationed in Mongolia come from? The imperial court can't transport it after thousands of miles."

Yan Chongxin cupped his hands.

"It's all about taxing on the spot." Zhu Yixi accepted it: "I don't believe that the huge Khalkha Mongolia can't supply thousands of garrisons."

Soon, several people in the cabinet agreed with the emperor's plan and decided to send a large army to Kulun, in the name of escorting Jebtsundamba Hutuktu.

Its duty is to command the joint operations of the Khalkha ministries against the Manchu Qing army.

Politically, it is equal to Tushetu Khan, Chechen Khan, and Zasak Khan; religiously, it is stipulated that it is responsible for guarding the safety of Jebtsundamba, and it is the image of a protector.

Diplomats are responsible for all foreign affairs of Khalkha Mongolia; financially, strict management of taxes, supervision of coin production, reasonable allocation of taxes and corvees, and so on.