Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Jia She's last glance fell on Suotu, who was riding on a horse next to the Tatar Khan.

Don't use people with suspicion, don't use people who are suspicious.

Suotu's ambitions have been fully exposed, and taking him with him would undoubtedly be courting death.

Jia She couldn't help laughing as he looked at the battle report in his hand that Suotu had deliberately revealed to Da Chu.

The Tatar Khan can now mobilize only 40,000 soldiers and horses in the entire Tatar. Except for the more than 20,000 people he brought with him, the rest are all stationed in the royal tent to guard his Tatar kingdom.

"Brother Niu, look!"

Jia She handed the information about the map in his hand to Niu Ben.

Niu Ben began to read the book, and when he finished, he asked Jia She a question.

"Does Sotu still want to take his life?"

Jia She smiled at Niu Ben.

"Why do you want to take it?"

"Wouldn't it be better to lead the Later Jin troops to Yinshan, deplete the strength of his tribe, and then send him back to Tatar?"

"Will Hou Jin really help?"

Niu Ben then asked Jia She questions.

Although the Sotu is the second largest Tatar tribe, there are not many people among them who can really fight.

The 20,000 people Suotu brought this time already accounted for most of the strength of his tribe.

Jia She glanced in the direction of the Later Jin.

"I think they will!"

The condition for the Great Chu to help the Later Jin to restore its country was that they moved from Liaodong to Mobei.

Mobei is located between Tatar and Da Chu. If Tatar wants to go south to Da Chu, the first checkpoint they have to pass is Mobei.

If the Tatars are weak, the Later Jin will be strong!

Given this opportunity for the Great Chu to help consume the Tatars, the relocated survivors of the Later Jin would not give up.

By now, Shi Ding should have gathered the remaining tribes of the Later Jin and established base in Liaodong.

"What is the current situation in Liaodong?"

Jia She asked Niu Ben about Liaodong.

Niu Ben ordered his men to bring the battle report from Liaodong.

Shi Ding has already counted the number of people in the remaining tribes of the Later Jin Dynasty, including the elderly, the weak, women and children, a total of 60,000. These 60,000 people truly represent the entire nation's forces.

It is the only remaining strength of the Later Jin.

A sharp light flashed in Jia She's eyes. The whole country has 60,000 soldiers, and half of them must be defeated.

"Your Majesty has ordered His Majesty to convert the barbarians to Buddhism. Brother Niu has ordered my cousin to implement benevolent policies in Liaodong, to spread the idea that Chu and Jin are one family, and to make some of their remaining people assimilate into the Han nationality and remove their clothing!"

"Order the remaining people of the Later Jin Dynasty to move to Mobei immediately!"

Jia She issued one decree after another, and the news of his military achievements was sent to the capital.

With the climax of the prosperous era, the declining Chu State revived again.

It is conceivable that after this Tatar attack, the Great Chu would be prosperous and the people of the Great Chu would be proud.

A country's strength has always been gained through fighting. Only the shedding of real blood can deter the villains on all sides.

Only in this way can we develop national backbone.

At the same time, real divisions began to form within the Tatars.

He thought that by leading the army in person, he could suppress the disloyal Tatar Khan within his tribe, but he found that he could not control the undercurrent of the Tatars at all.

Suotu joined forces with other people who had different opinions from the Tatar Khan, and defeated the overall war situation in one battle after another.

More than half of the Tatar Khan's army was gone.

Suotu's team suffered almost no casualties.

No matter how stupid the Tatar Khan was, he realized the trick at this moment.

Inside the military tent, the Tatar Khan looked at Sotu with increasingly unfriendly eyes.

Sotu was completely unaware and didn't care at all. Once the Tatar Khan's army was completely exhausted, he would take the opportunity to launch a rebellion and take down the Tatars in one fell swoop.

Little did they know that the Tatar Khan had already made a plan in his mind. Since he was going to lose the battle, he would definitely take someone with him as a scapegoat.

The Tatar Khan called Wuzhener alone.

"Send a message to the Great Chu. This Khan wants to give the Great Chu a chance to weaken the Tatars."

"I only hope that the Great Chu will allow my tribe to continue to be the king of Tatar!"

Wuzhener looked at the Tatar Khan in shock.

"Does the Khan know what he is doing?"

The Tatar Khan remained silent.

"It's not that I want to do this, but someone is forcing me to do this."

"Your intention to rebel is obvious to all. If I don't fight back, you will be a fish on the chopping board!"

Now it was Wuzhener's turn to be silent.

Wuzhen'er, who was taught by the Tatar Khan to unite the Tatars and fight against the Chu State since childhood, now began to feel conflicted.

Is this still the same ambitious Khan he once was?
Wuzhen'er raised his head and looked at the Tatar Khan. The Tatar Khan was over fifty years old, with white hair on his head, and his whole body shape was out of shape, with a hunched posture.

"The Tatars must not fall into Sotu's hands."

"If the Tatars fall into his hands, it will be a disaster even more tragic than defeating the Chu!"

Wuzhener lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the Tatar Khan.

As the Tatar Khan said, Sotufi was a gentleman but also arrogant.

If such a person ruled Tatar, it would be a catastrophe no less than the rebirth of Jie and Zhou.

"So after the Khan kills all of Suotu, to whom will he pass the throne?"

The Tatar Khan thought of his sons, one by one, and they all seemed to be unwise leaders.

Having only one daughter, Jincheng is not bad, but she is just a daughter.

"Great Khan, the Tatars cannot be defeated."

Wuzhener knelt down completely in front of the Tatar Khan.

There was a flash of fatigue in the Tatar Khan's eyes. He could not be defeated, so the matter was settled.

It has become impossible for the Tatars to fight against the Great Chu and Later Jin on their own.

And this is only possible if Sotu can side with him.

"If I promise to marry him the Golden City and honor him as the next leader of the Tatars, will he help me win this war?"

At this moment, the Tatar Khan seemed like a lonely man, with nowhere to go and no one to turn to, and he was about to make a stupid move.

Wuzhen'er looked at the unwise Tatar Khan in front of him in disbelief.

Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, how can Suotu believe this light-hearted promise and contribute manpower to win this battle that is of no benefit to him?
Suotu is stupid, but that doesn't mean he can't distinguish between good and bad interests.

"If the Khan really wants to do this, he should step over my body first."

A feeling of desolation flashed through the Tatar Khan's heart.

Wuzhener's voice sounded again.

"How can the Khan be so confused while knowing Suotu's ambition?"

"Sothu is not easy to fool, Khan!"

"It's hard for Suotu to believe a promise, unless the Khan personally appoints him as the successor."

Wu Zhenger raised his head.

"impossible!"

The Tatar Khan slapped his throne and made Sotu his heir, which meant that he personally gave the throne to him.

It is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away. If the heir to the Khanate is given to Sotu, there is no hope of going back.

The key point is that none of his sons is capable of taking back the throne from Sotu.

Faced with all these circumstances, the Tatar Khan had no choice but to kill Sotu.

"Pass my order to attack Yumen Pass tomorrow!" The Tatar Khan had already paid a heavy price for that attack, and attacking Yumen Pass again would only cost an even heavier price.

Howls were heard and smoke signals were lit on the walls of Yumen Pass.

All the soldiers at Yumen Pass gathered on the city wall.

Jia She looked towards the city.

The Tatar Khan looked at Sotu.

"You take the lead this time!"

The Tatar Khan gave orders to Sotu, who was stunned for a moment and then waved his hands repeatedly.

"Khan, I can't do it!"

"I have never been to a battlefield since I was a child. If I am handed this battlefront, I am afraid something terrible will happen."

Suotu drooped his eyes and kept talking about his own incompetence.

On the other hand, the Tatar tribes that were won over by Sotu spoke up for him.

"Yes, Khan!"

"Although Sotu is the youngest wise man in Tatar, he has never been on the battlefield. If he is allowed to move rashly, he may get into trouble."

"That's right, that's right!"

One person spoke, and everyone else followed suit.

The Tatar Khan's eyes swept over all the people who agreed. He had allowed Sotu to win over so many tribes without realizing it.

A fierce look flashed across the Tatar Khan's eyes. It was time to teach Sotu a lesson.

"Suotu's father, Buchi, was once a warrior of our Tatars, and it was he who helped this Khan unify the Tatars."

"He once told me that he hoped his son could become a Tatar warrior like him. But now his son is afraid to go to the battlefield and is about to become a waste. How can I bear this?"

The Tatar Khan stared at Sotu. Sotu felt something was wrong and wanted to kill the old Tatar Khan even more.

This shameless old man actually dared to mention his father
"Suotu, you are your father's only son. Can you bear to watch your father die in front of Changshengtian?"

The Tatar Khan placed his hand on Sotu's head, with provocation in the depths of his eyes but kindness on his face.

"Although Yumen Pass is difficult to attack, how many of you and I here have never attacked it?"

"Only Suo Tu never set foot on the Yumen city wall from beginning to end."

"So, what is fairness?"

The people who supported Suotu also shut their mouths. As the Tatar Khan said, they had led their own tribal army to attack Yumen Pass. Needless to say, the casualties among the tribe were due to Suotu's
Everyone started looking at Suotu with unfriendly eyes.

Suotu took a deep breath. At this moment, he could only swallow his grievances and personally lead the charge.

As his tribesmen fell one by one, Suotu found that Yumen Pass was more difficult to attack than he had imagined.

Jia She and Niu Ben stood on the city wall, watching the people rolling down the ground.

Both of them saw Sotu not far away, and the Tatar Khan probably really began to fear Sotu.

Jia She and Niu Ben looked at each other, and the plan was successful.

When attacking a city or a stronghold, the most difficult part is being the first to take the lead.

If the thousand men on the city wall cooperate well, they can defend the city for three days and three nights.

There are now sufficient supplies in Yumen Pass, with nearly 50,000 soldiers and horses.

Even if the Tatars called back the people from Liaodong, it would be difficult to break through Yumen, let alone so many people.

"Go up, mighty general!"

Niu Ben gave orders to people.

The sound of artillery fire rang out, and as the black gunpowder fell, it exploded and scattered into fiery red sparks in just a stick of incense.

A quarter of Suotu's men were killed, and the rest managed to climb up the city wall.

However, due to the falling of huge rocks, kerosene, hot water and gold, before anyone could climb up, they would roll to the ground and either die or become disabled, unless they managed to save their lives.

“Throw it!”

The sergeant of the assault battalion patted the head of Jia Zheng, who was on the battlefield for the first time. Looking at the blood and broken limbs on the ground, Jia Zheng felt like vomiting and the stone in his hand fell to the ground.

The sergeant of the assault battalion was stunned when he saw this scene.

This man must be a fool. He was so bloodthirsty that he was actually afraid. Looking at the Tatars who were about to climb up from the lower city wall, the sergeant who had just finished a round of charge kicked Jia Zheng on the body, cursed him as a waste, and then took a knife to cut the throat of the Tatar who had climbed up half of his body. Then he ordered his men to take Jia Zheng's place first, and dragged Jia Zheng to the side with gritted teeth.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

Jia Zheng looked at the bloodshot eyes of the sergeant of the assault battalion and subconsciously began to feel afraid.

The soldiers who were taking a rest during their shift change also looked at Jia Zheng with unfriendly eyes.

They held on for so long, and this old guy almost ruined everything.

Jia Zheng didn't dare look at the sergeant of the assault battalion.

The soldiers, who had no idea who Jia Zheng was and only knew he was a prisoner, began to make a fuss.

Let the sergeant of the assault battalion take advantage of the big tent to throw Jia Zheng down.

Jia Zheng looked at the people around him in horror.

"You can't abandon me. I'm Rong Hou's brother."

"If you throw me down, you will offend Lord Rong?"

The resting soldiers listened to Jia Zheng's words, looked at each other, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"You are Rong Hou's brother, what are we?"

"Are we the ancestors of Lord Rong?"

The soldiers who made these sarcastic remarks could not help but start to sneer at Jia Zheng.

"How dare you, a mere exiled prisoner, slander the reputation of Marquis Rong?"

"How could Marquis Rong have an exiled brother?"

No one believed Jia Zheng's words.

As mentioned above, why is Rong Hou’s brother here?
If someone really has a backer, even if he is exiled, he will not fall to the point of defending the city with them on the city wall with his head hanging on his belt.

There was a look of sadness in Jia Zheng's eyes.

The sergeant of the assault battalion was no longer polite to him. He grabbed him by the collar and his eyes became fierce.

"If you dare to hinder our brothers again, I will really throw you out of the city!"

Jia Zheng met the eyes of the sergeant of the assault battalion, whose eyes were full of seriousness.

He would really throw him off the city wall.

Not only will this matter not be reported, but it was also instigated by a group of people.

Jia Zheng was pushed forward, and there was another person on top of him. The sergeant of the assault battalion was watching him closely from the side.

Jia Zheng suppressed the fear in his heart and began to throw things down like the people around him.

A look of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the assault battalion sergeant.

Suotu looked at the people who were being consumed by him, his eyes full of heartache.

Sotu couldn't bear it any longer and kept begging the Tatar Khan.

"Khan, we can't attack anymore. A quarter of my men have been destroyed. If we continue to attack, I'm afraid we won't have even half of them left!"

The Tatar Khan glanced at Sotu who was pulling him.

Seek benevolence and get benevolence, so why complain?

The Tatar Khan did not react, so Sotu could not help but rush forward on his horse. The people of Sotu's tribe at the front line were shocked when they saw Sotu.

"Chief, why are you here? Go back quickly!"

Suotu stood at the edge of the front line without turning back. A big arrow was shot down by a heavy crossbow. Suotu no longer cared about the order of the Tatar Khan, who directly ordered the Suotu tribe to withdraw the troops.

If the fighting continues, more than half of the people in his tribe will be killed or injured.

After receiving the order from their clan leader, the Sotu tribe retreated.

The Tatar Khan took the opportunity to scold Sotu and then dismissed him from his position as prime minister. Sotu's anger grew more and more intense.

Suotu couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to kill this old man right now. (End of this chapter)