In the late Ming Dynasty, rising from the grassland

Chapter 347 I’m afraid of fighting in the first battle
Maud and his son escaped for fifty miles in one breath, then stopped and began to gather the cavalry. It took two days to gather all the scattered cavalry.

After an inventory, they saw that nearly ten thousand people from the tribe had been killed in the battle. Merde and his son also looked decadent, with no more fighting spirit. The other [-] tribesmen also had faces of despair.

Obviously, he has developed a fear of those tanks, and he really doesn't have the courage to fight against them anymore.

"Brother Morde, you don't have to be discouraged. I think those tanks are only suitable for frontal charges. Riding, shooting and traveling are definitely not as good as our Mongolian warriors."

"Let's do this. I will stay here with my warriors for a few days. You quickly take the tribe out of the valley to prepare fodder and wood for the winter. After next spring, I will also move the tribe here. I don't believe that the two of us combined can still do this. But they are only 4 to [-] people.”

Seeing the appearance of the father and son, Gushite was also worried that they would surrender directly, so he quickly patted Merde on the shoulder and encouraged them.

"Oh, but what if they have reinforcements coming next year?" Moder sighed, really not confident anymore.

Because they have to graze after spring, but others don’t need to graze, so they can’t hide in Beihai again, right?

"If it doesn't work, then you can just follow me to Moxi."

Gushite pondered for a moment and had to say, no matter what, the Chechen tribe cannot be made to surrender. If Mobei cannot get it, then the Chechen tribe will be taken to Moxi and continue to compete with the Zhungeer tribe.

"we can only do this."

Mod nodded, and finally there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Although everything would depend on the Heshuo Special Department's face after going to Moxi, it was still better than being caught by the Han people and taken to Beijing and completely losing his rights.

Seeing that Moder had finally given up the idea of ​​surrender, Gush Te also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Next, Merde led the warriors back to the valley, moved all the tribesmen and livestock to the grassland, and then men, women, old and weak went into battle to frantically collect the long-dried grass.

Gushite did not dare to stay long, as the weather was getting worse and worse. After only three days, he led an army of [-] people and hurried westward back to the tribe.

After all, although the population and livestock of the Chechen tribe are important, the safety of the warriors is more important. If the delay continues, once it snows, there will be no way back.

It is absolutely impossible for so many warriors to stay in Chechnya, which is already at the end of its rope.

Indeed, this spring, the Chechens chose to migrate to the North Sea and missed the breeding season. As a result, there were not many new people and livestock added this year, and the number of cattle and sheep dropped by almost half. This was definitely a major blow to the nomadic tribes.

If there is another migration next spring and there is no stable environment to breed, then the Chechen tribe will really be doomed.

"Amei, the cavalry of the Heshuote tribe has left. The Chechen tribe is now collecting forage and firewood. Should we send the cavalry to harass and stop them?"

"How much food and hay do we have left?"

Hubbell did not answer immediately, but looked at the logistics officer on the side.

"Back to the Queen, there is enough food to last until May next year. As for hay, I'm afraid it will only be enough for our war horses until the beginning of next spring. It will never be able to feed the numerous livestock of the Chechen tribe."

The logistics officer replied quickly, then shook his head, obviously understanding what the empress meant.

"Then forget it, don't harass us, just let them prepare!"

Hubbell immediately gave up all thoughts of harassing him.

Because the population and livestock of the Chechen tribe have long been regarded as her own, she naturally does not want to force them to death. After all, she will rely on them to herd and protect the land in Mobei in the future. Everyone was greatly disappointed, especially the [-] Mongolian cavalry. After all, they had been in Mobei for five or six months, and they had already had enough without touching women for such a long time.

If those knights had not already felt a sense of belonging to Dahua, ordinary Mongolian cavalry would also know how powerful Dahua was. Coupled with the intimidation of the Han soldiers, there might have been trouble.

Even so, the Mongolians in the camp began to complain, and the tempers of the Han people became a lot more violent. As a result, many Mongolians and Han people fought every day.

This gave Habel a headache. She was about to go to Chechnya to snatch some women back, but the first heavy snowfall in Mobei finally came, so she had to give up.

In the end, he had no choice but to appease him and promised that after the battle, all the Mongolian cavalry would be promoted to knights, and all the knights would be promoted to two levels in a row, and the 300 best-performing knights would be selected to be promoted to barons.

At that time, the pastures of Mobei will be rewarded to these barons, and the captured people and livestock will also be rewarded to these barons to form their own tribes.

Sure enough, all the Mongolians stopped immediately and cheered loudly. After all, for ordinary Mongolian cavalry, cattle, sheep, women, etc. are not the most important, but the knight status is the most important.

Because I don't have the status of a knight, even if I get a reward, I'm afraid I have to hand over part of it to the clan leader when I return to the tribe. I will have to look at the clan leader's face in everything from now on.

For those who already have the status of a knight, the most important thing is to become a baron lord, obtain their own tribal pasture, and then become a clan leader.

As for the Han soldiers, it was simple. In addition to promotion, they were rewarded with money. However, the dragoons and chariot battalions were fine, but the [-] reserve troops also wanted land.

After all, compared to the dragoons and chariot battalions, most of them are teenagers under the age of 20, and they are currently thinking about making contributions.

It can be said that most of the 25 reservists are 30 to [-] years old in their prime, and all of them have mothers-in-law, and basically all have children, and some even have two.

Although they now have a big pot of rice and no worries about food and clothing, it is still not as happy as owning their own land and living their own small life, so money is not very important, and the only pursuit is land.

Because they already have a house, they can't buy land in Wuyuan even with money. They can't go back to the Central Plains, and they don't want to go back to the Central Plains.

This makes Ha Bei'er a little embarrassed, because Wuyuan is a special place. It cannot be controlled by the Government Affairs Council, the Metropolitan Governor's Office, and even the inner court does not have much control. It is entirely the ladies of the field who make the decision. It was the right given to them by their husbands, and they wanted to see how far they could go.

So I had to say: "I can't decide this matter, but I will report to His Majesty and explain the situation afterwards."

"Thank you madam!"

Seeing that the empress had said this, everyone thanked her one after another and stopped making trouble. Obviously, compared to the Mongolians, the Han people were not even a bit more obedient.

If it weren't for the influence of the Mongols, they would never dare to make such a request.

Although the violent atmosphere in the camp was calmed down, the faces of all the Han generals were very ugly, especially the military judges and military and political officers.

Because in their view, soldiers must obey orders, and conditions must not be made in the military. Those who dare to cause trouble will be punished and killed.

As for why he wants to go back after not touching a woman for half a year, that is simply a joke.

However, the coach is my mother-in-law, and this place is far away from Dahua, so I endured it.

(End of this chapter)