At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 131 Can You Afford It?
A'er Qiman shook his head again and again and said: "No...not wronged, I am very satisfied!"

Zhu Qizhen seemed very dissatisfied with this answer, and asked again: "Isn't it young?"

"Not small, definitely not small!"

"Don't be nervous, what I mean is to change you to a more open place, for example..."

Zhu Qizhen paused, pointed to the map and said: "The residence of Duoyan Sanwei was changed to Onan River, from the Ergun River in the east to Beihai in the west, and the Onan River in the south. territory!"

A'er Qiman was stunned, left Daning and returned to Onan River?

This is the sacred place that the Mongols yearn for. Now that Oala is destroyed and the Tatars have fled, if Duoyan Sanwei occupies the Onan River, wouldn't it be equivalent to saying that he is the Mongolian orthodox?
For many years, on the grassland, Oala and Tatar have been fighting for the orthodox position of the Yuan Dynasty, because the Khan of the Tatar tribe has always been held by the descendants of the gold family. Although there have been heroes like Mahamu in the Oala tribe, but Because of the problem of blood, he has been excluded by the Tatar Ministry.

In contrast, the Duoyan Sanwei knew that they were far away from the orthodoxy of the Yuan Dynasty, so I simply did not argue with you about what is orthodox or unorthodox, no matter if it is Tatar, Wala, or Ming, I will listen to whoever pays!
Having said that, there is no doubt that they were Mongols after all.

Of course, they also fantasized about what it would be like if they were in charge of Mongolia.
Unexpectedly, among the three Mongolian tribes, I, Wulianghabu, had the last laugh!
What's more, the territory here is at least ten times larger than that of Daning!
At this moment, Ah'er Qiman's mind was running fast, the sky will not fall for nothing, the emperor's move is not a charity, but after careful consideration, it is actually an exchange.

I will help you to sit on the orthodox seat of Mongolia, and you will help me defend the frontier and resist the barbarians in the north.

Since it is an exchange, there should be a bargain!

A'er Qiman secretly made up his mind, and boldly said: "I thank the emperor for your kindness, but I still have some concerns in my heart, I don't know if I should say it or not..."

Zhu Qizhen seemed to have expected it a long time ago, waved his hands and said: "It's okay, if you have any ideas, speak up as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Al Qiman hurriedly said: "North of the Onan River is a land of barbarians. I heard that there are red-haired and blue-eyed Raksha people there, who are like hell messengers. May go south, I am worried..."

"Worried about not being able to beat?"

"Yes!" A'er Qiman nodded and said, "I am worried that Duoyan's three guards have limited strength. If they are captured by the northern barbarians or Tuotuobuhua, Daming will lose the northern barrier."

Zhu Qizhen smiled at him, and said: "I don't like these winding things, if you have anything to say, just say it straight!"

A'erqi smiled awkwardly, and said: "This minister is asking, can the emperor equip Duoyan Sanwei with some muskets and artillery, so that I can guarantee that the northern border of Ming Dynasty will be safe!"

As soon as these words were said, the faces of everyone present changed.

The new guns and cannons are Daming's magic weapon, how can they be easily given to others?

However, Zhu Qizhen said with a relaxed expression: "Well...it's not impossible!"

A'er Qiman's expression was shocked immediately. Although he returned to Onanhe and became Mongolian orthodox in name, it was hard to say if Tuotuobuhua really called.

On the grassland, strength has always been used to speak, and whoever has a strong fist is the orthodox.

If you have muskets and artillery, it will be completely different!

This thing is too fierce, high rate of fire, high power, and that grenade, Changshengtian is nothing more than that, right?

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, I am very grateful!"

A'er Qiman was ecstatic in his heart. For a hundred years, Duoyan Sanwei had survived in the cracks between Beiyuan and Daming, and was suppressed by Wala and Tatar. Today, he finally turned around!
"Your Majesty, I do not agree!"

Suddenly, Yu Qian spoke.

Ah'er was stunned for a moment, Mr. Yu didn't seem to be easy to mess with, if he disagreed, it would be really difficult to handle this matter.

Zhu Qizhen turned his head and said, "Tell me your reason!"

Yu Qian said indifferently: "Firearms and cannons are extremely expensive to make. What's more, besides my Daming's exclusive magic weapon, these firearms are extremely precious, how can they be easily given to others?"

"Master Yu!"

A'er Qiman hurriedly said: "Duoyan Sanwei is not in vain, we can give money!"

Yu Qian continued: "According to Wang Gong Factory's quotation, the cost of a flintlock gun roughly costs 100 taels of silver, the Franji light gun needs 3000 taels, and the heavy gun needs 5000 taels. Can Duoyan Sanwei afford it?"

A'er Qiman made a rough estimate, and then said: "No problem, I want ten light guns, ten heavy guns, and five hundred flintlock guns. It's still worth 10,000+ taels of silver!"

"Ha ha!"

Yu Qian smiled contemptuously and said: "I just talked about guns, now let's talk about ammunition. A bullet for a flintlock is about five taels of silver, and a bullet is about 300 taels of silver. Are you sure you can afford it?" ?”

A'er Qiman felt that his fingers were not enough. Five hundred flintlock guns should be equipped with at least 5 rounds of ammunition, or 3 taels. For shells, at least one hundred rounds, or 8 taels, would be needed. [-] taels.

However, ammunition is a consumable item, and they have no ability to produce it themselves, so they can only buy it from Daming continuously.

Counting the loss of guns...

A'er Qiman suddenly understood why Wala and Tatar were defeated. This is not a war, it is smashing with money!

If that's the case, I can't really afford it...

Zhu Qizhen seemed to see the embarrassment on A'er Qiman's face, and said: "Duoyan Sanwei has contributed a lot to this Northern Expedition. In terms of rewards, I can give the Qing family five artillery pieces and three hundred flintlock guns. A reward for Duoyan Sanwei."

A'er Qiman nodded repeatedly and said: "This minister represents Duoyan Sanwei, thank you for your kindness!"

Although it is a little less, these weapons are tantamount to a qualitative improvement for Duoyan Sanwei.

"As for the follow-up equipment and ammunition, I have a suggestion..."

Zhu Qizhen pointed to the map and said: "To the north is a barren land, occupied by Raksha people and other barbarians. If Duoyan Sanwei can expand the territory to the north, they can use the land to exchange weapons with the imperial court. What do you think?"

Ah'er Qiman suddenly regained his spirits and his eyes lit up.

Lay down the land and exchange weapons with the imperial court, this deal can be done!

"Wei Chen has no objections!"

"Well!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "That's it for this matter, leave the rest to Yu Qian to arrange."

Yu Qian saluted and said: "I obey the order!"

Although the cost of firearms is expensive, but in exchange for the worry-free northern border, this deal is a good deal.

What's more, the manufacturing technology of firearms and ammunition is controlled by Daming, which means that Duoyan Sanwei will never be able to pose a threat to Daming.

(End of this chapter)