In the late Ming Dynasty, rising from the grassland

Chapter 59 The most beautiful scenery on the grassland

"Chief Chatu, it doesn't matter whether I am the envoy sent by the Han Emperor. As long as I am strong, I can become the Han Emperor's envoy at any time and gain the support of the entire Ming Dynasty!"

"Let's do this. We Han people have a saying: We are in Cao's camp and our hearts are with Han. You only need to support us in private. On the surface, you will still surrender to the Jurchens. What you have done before is what you will do in the future."

Lin Rui also knew that with the current turbulent situation of the Jurchens, it would be unrealistic for the nearby Chahar tribes to directly join them and fight against the Jurchens together, so he also just wanted these tribes to agree to Namuzhong recruiting some people who were willing to follow them. Her people.

When they become stronger in the future and have the capital to fight against the Jurchens, these tribes will naturally join in and lick their sweat.

After all, strength is always ranked first on the grassland. As for bloodline, loyalty can only be ranked second.

"Oh?"

"Then what if the Jurchens ask our ministries to send people to attack you again?" Chatu looked up at Lin Rui.

"You can come, and you can work without any effort at that time, just like the previous two times, but you are also Chahar people after all, and you will never let your queen completely rely on a group of Han people to restore the former glory of your golden family. Glory, so I hope you can agree to her going to your tribe to recruit some warriors. Of course, whether anyone is willing to follow your queen at that time is entirely voluntary and you cannot stop her!"

Lin Rui's fox tail was finally exposed.

"This……"

Chatu was a little hesitant, because even he didn't know how many warriors in the tribe were willing to follow the Khan.

"Chatu, are you really willing to watch us Chahar people surrender at the feet of the Jurchens for generations? Will you always be driven by them like cattle and horses? What is flowing in your body is still me, Chahar Human blood?”

At this time, Namuzhong stood up and pointed at Chatu and said sternly.

These words made Chatu ashamed again. Finally, he raised his head and said, "Queen Khan, do you really believe in this Han man?"

"Yes, his wisdom and bravery gave me hope for our Chahar tribe to rise again." Namuzhong nodded firmly.

"Okay! Queen Khan actually believes in him so much. For the future of my Chahar Ministry, I am willing to take a gamble!"

In the end, Chatu could only nod helplessly.

Anyway, it's just to recruit some warriors, not to mention that even if he doesn't agree, there will always be tribes who will agree.

If he refuses now, once the Han family recruits warriors with Khan, they may be the first to be destroyed.

At that time, as long as the Queen of Khan stands up and says that he, Chatu, betrayed the Chahar tribe, most other tribes will not come to the rescue.

Na Muzhong and Lin Rui looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Lin Rui was generous this time. The 35 Chahar people who did not want to follow Namuzhong were directly taken away by Chatu.

The next day, Lin Rui returned to the castle with two combat camps, a part of the craftsman team, and Namu Zhong.

Zhang Xiuying and Sister Niu took the others to stay in the village.

"Damn Jurchens, they ruined our castle like this."

"God damn the Jurchens, you are so abominable." Everyone looked at the crumbling castle gate, the burned warehouse canteen in the middle, and the filled-in wells and latrines, and cursed angrily.

"Okay, don't complain anymore. It's getting late. Let's clean up quickly!" Lin Rui waved his hand.

In fact, the Jurchens left in a hurry and had no handy tools, so the damage was not serious.

There were only a few gaps in the main wall, and a lot of the adobe walls of the small rooms inside were knocked down, the wooden boards and straw were burned, and the thatch roof beams of the canteen in the middle warehouse were burned.

As long as there are new beams, planks and hay, the castle can be repaired to the original within a few days.

"Mr. Han, this castle is too small, I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many people." After entering the castle, Na Mu Zhong looked around with curiosity.

"Haha, when we first built it, there were only 400 of us. Who would have thought that there would be so many more people in less than half a year, but it doesn't matter. When the time comes, we will build two more buildings on the side, and then build three walls to connect the three. Two castles are connected together, people live in the castle, and animals are kept in the middle, and it becomes a small city."

As Lin Rui spoke, he drew three circles on the ground with branches, then drew three lines between the three circles, and finally pointed to the large open space in the middle.

"Well, a castle like this is really suitable for us Mongolians." Namuzhong looked at the pictures on the ground, his eyes brightening.

Lin Rui waved his hand and continued to draw cakes for her: "These are just small castles with weak defenses. In the future, when we become stronger, we will build a big city, and then build countless small castles based on the big city. We Han people are responsible for farming and guarding the city, and you Mongolians are responsible for herding and guerrilla warfare. If we cooperate with each other, we no longer have to fear the Jurchens."

"If we can really do this, we really don't have to worry about the Jurchens coming, but I'm afraid the Jurchens won't give us the opportunity to build cities, forts and farm!"

Although Namuzhong also has some aspirations, she also knows that the Jurchens will not give them the opportunity and time to develop.

"Don't worry, if I dare to stay here, I will naturally be able to develop and grow under the siege of the Jurchens."

"Oh? What can I do?" Seeing his confident look, Namuzhong became a little curious and looked forward to it.

"You will naturally know this in the future. We have to go to the mapping department tomorrow morning, so let's go to bed early!"

Lin Rui waved his hand, hugged her and walked towards a newly set up tent, obviously not wanting to say more.

"Since you already have a solution, I'll wait and see!" Namuzhong just rolled her eyes at him, knowing that he was trying to prevent her from running away and going it alone after knowing his solution.

The next day, early in the morning, Lin Rui only left thirty craftsmen and a team of soldiers to repair the castle, and then he and Na Muzhong led the remaining more than 1000 people to kill the Chatu Department.

More than 1000 war horses galloping on the grassland are still very spectacular. After this period of training, the new recruits can barely ride a horse and run fast.

"Han Jialang, your riding skills are pretty good. Do you want to compete?"

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had ridden so heartily. Na Muzhong had a bright smile on his face along the way.

"Okay!"

Lin Rui became interested when he saw her riding a tall white horse with a smiling face. Her graceful figure was undoubtedly the most beautiful scenery on the grassland.

The new soldiers held them back, and it was not until dusk that everyone arrived at the Chatu tribe, and the old Chatu had to bring all the adult tribesmen out to greet them.

(End of this chapter)