Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Outside the largest tent of the Baiyir clan of the Shima tribe of the Shiwenke (Yakut) tribe, more than a hundred warriors holding knives and axes were full of murderous intent; inside the house, the clan leader Gentemur was full of momentum, sitting proudly on a tiger-skin chair, waiting for the general manager of the Russians. He has always hated the Russians. His tribe lived happily in Nerchinsk at that time, and these robbers suddenly broke in, rushed into the village, burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil. Later, they forced the local Shiwenke and Daur tribes to pay taxes in kind, and killed them if they didn't pay. He once led his troops to resist, but the other side's firearms were powerful. After several battles, they were no match. In desperation, he led his people to move from Nerchinsk to the upper reaches of the Nenjiang River. Now they have repeatedly sent people to surrender themselves. They even sent a general manager. It must be bad. He must show his majesty and scare these robbers!
Chernigovsky, the notorious fugitive and now the governor of Yaksa, walked into the tent leisurely with his entourage, as if the soldiers standing outside the house were just decorations.

This man has a good appearance, unlike those cruel demons, Gentemur muttered to himself. Chernigovsky has a delicate appearance, and even his beard is carefully trimmed, looking gentle and refined. After he went from being a fugitive to the governor of Yaksa, he became more particular and even learned aristocratic etiquette, and his demeanor became more extraordinary.

"Dear Chief, I bring you the blessings and goodwill of His Majesty the Tsar. If you are willing to lead your troops back to Nerchinsk, I promise that you will be treated well." There was no polite greeting. The Cossack was straightforward and expressed his intentions as soon as they met.

"Goodwill?" Gentemur snorted. "Your people broke into Nerchinsk and Yaksa to kill and plunder. Is that goodwill?"

"Come, bring the gifts to Chief Gentemur." Seeing that he was blaming him, Chernigovsky ordered someone to bring two wooden boxes.

Gentemur opened it and saw two bloody human heads. He asked in surprise, "What does this mean?"

"This is the head of the bandit leader who harassed your tribe in Nerchinsk. Those people are not the subjects of His Majesty the Tsar. They are a bandit gang composed of villains and fugitives. I have eliminated them on the order of His Majesty the Tsar. I bring the head of their leader to you as a token of my sincerity," Chernigovsky said with a smile. In fact, these are just the heads of two ordinary Cossacks who committed capital crimes, and the governor of Yaksa used them as a tool to recruit the Ma Department.

This trick really worked. The Ewenki people valued grudges and hatred the most. Seeing the head of the "enemy", Gentemur's expression was much more relaxed. He ordered people to find a seat for the Russian envoy and serve milk tea. "I appreciate the good intention of the general manager. But the emperor of the Qing Dynasty treats my tribe very well, and I really can't bear to abandon it."

"Bogda Khan (referring to the Qing emperor) treats you very well?" Chernigovsky shrugged. "I heard that they only gave you an official position that does not match your prestige (referring to the commander), and did not pay your subordinates (referring to the Qing Dynasty, although they gave the Solon tribes in Nenjiang flags, they did not pay the flag salary), and collected a large amount of mink fur from you every year, and often conscripted your subordinates to fight for them. Haven't many warriors died in the tribe over the years?"

"Shut up!" Gentemur was hit in the sore spot and could not help but yell. However, the cunning old man quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "Your information is inaccurate. The emperor of the Qing Dynasty gave me the official position of the Red Banner Commander, which is a high-ranking official in our dynasty. As for the banner salary, I receive a salary of 1,200 taels of silver and three boxes of gold every year, which is enough for my daily expenses. If I go on the expedition and make military achievements, I will be rewarded more. The emperor also married his beloved princess to my son. Alas, the emperor's grace is so great!"

Didn't Yermogen say that Bogda Khan only gave this old guy a rank of assistant commander, didn't pay them salaries, and called them to war year after year? How come it doesn't make sense at all? Bogda Khan actually gave him a high position, 1,200 taels of silver and three boxes of gold every year? Damn it, the intelligence is not accurate at all!

Hearing him say this, Chernigovsky secretly blamed his subordinates for their incompetence. But the fugitive who had seen the world did not show any sign on his face, and provoked: "Do you really think that Bogda's marriage of the so-called princess to your son is a favor? That's a spy! A poisonous thorn sent to your tribe!" This touched the old patriarch's heart again, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Chernigovsky continued to persuade: "You know that the Wei army is attacking the Qing. They have already captured the old capital of the Qing, Hetuala, and will soon reach the Hulunbuir grassland. What's the use of Bogda Khan giving you a high position and generous salary? If you fight for Bogda Khan, you will inevitably become a target of the Wei army; if you lead your people to surrender to the Wei army, you will be attacked by the Qing army. It is better to surrender to the great Tsarist Russia, so that your people can avoid war and live a stable life."

After hearing this, Gentemur remained silent, clenching his beard tightly with his hands, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The old man was tempted! Chernigovsky was ecstatic and suddenly asked in a friendly tone: "I heard that your ancestors have lived in Nerchinsk for generations. Now you have been in Nenjiang for nearly ten years. Don't you want to return to your hometown? I am originally from Poland. After coming to Siberia, I miss the Vistula River in my hometown all the time."

The question, which seemed to be a casual conversation between friends, hit Gentemur's vital point. He was old, and if he had any unfulfilled wish, the only one left was probably to return home. Ugh! Nerchinsk~Nerchinsk~where the Ma tribe lived for generations!
The old man tried hard to suppress the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and slowly asked: "You said that your great emperor (referring to the Tsar) will treat the returning envoys well. How will he treat them well?"

Chernigovsky's eyes moved rapidly, and he said firmly: "Before coming here, I have reported to His Majesty that the official position and title given to you will never be lower than that of the Qing Dynasty. When your people return to Nerchinsk, they will have special pastures to graze. The Nerchinsk Governor General Pashkov needs a prestigious person to manage the Daur and Yakut (Ewenki) people in Nerchinsk and collect taxes from them. No one is more suitable than you."

The old patriarch was finally persuaded by the fugitive's mouth and the deceitful ghost! He agreed to the Yaksa governor Chernigovsky's advice to surrender. In fact, after killing Wenlun Gege, the relationship between the Ma tribe and the Qing Dynasty had broken down; as for surrendering, he had a conflict with Kenzhewul, the leader of the Daur tribe who surrendered first, and had no choice but to surrender. Now that there is a better choice, he naturally has to agree.

Gentemur showed his heroic nature. After discussing with the chiefs Maokadai Khan, the chief of the Kurteyir clan, Guden, the chief of the Tokongwor clan, Zagda, the chief of the old Namiyar clan, and Uriheng, the chief of the new Namiyar clan, he immediately led more than 6,000 people from the five Niulu of Baiyir, Kurteyir, Duoduule, Bodeyi, and Tiliyani to Nerchinsk to surrender to Tsarist Russia.

Due to the impact of the Qing-Wei war, the surrender of the Ewenki this time made the population of the Ma tribe much larger than in another time and space, which had a significant impact on the relations between the Qing, Wei and Russia. (End of this chapter)