Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 337 Fire breaks out in the backyard of Junggar

Galdanghaha Haldai is old, in his sixties, the age at which he can take care of himself at home and entertain his grandchildren. He suffered too much in his life. When he was young, he participated in the westward migration of Oirat. Later, he experienced the Khalkha Mongol invasion, the Oirat civil war, various tribes competing for hegemony, etc., until he surrendered to Junggar and became a surrendered general. The ambition to revitalize Dulbert has become a thing of the past, and now he just wants to make a better life for himself and his children and grandchildren. Meng Huitaiji took care of him and made himself the chief of Yumin. This place was rich and could both herd horses and grow grain. It was much better than those barren lands in the desert. If nothing else, you can make a lot of money just by slipping a little bit of the city gate tax through your fingers.

The good life is always short! He had just received the order from Morgan Daiqing Taiji, and the Guards were attacking Jinghe and Polo (at this time, Morgan Daiqing did not know the news of the fall of Polo City and Alashankou), so he was told to be careful. Damn the Whits, don't they just have a mare's milk festival? He chose to attack at this time.

After all, he was a lifelong military veteran. Although Galdang Haledai complained, he did not dare to be careless in the military. In view of the unfavorable situation that most of Yumin's elite soldiers were transferred to the front line and there were only seven to eight hundred miscellaneous soldiers in the city, he immediately recruited the young men in the city and strictly ordered all men between the ages of thirteen and fifty from various tribes who were nomadic in Yumin to join the army. Four thousand people were quickly recruited, grain and grass were stockpiled, and the city walls were repaired, creating a "happy situation" where the entire city was under attack.

On this day, the old general Baishou had just returned home after patrolling the city. His second son Lamazhabu came to him happily and said, "Eqi Ge, an envoy from Orros Taiji has come and said that he wants to treat us to a whole-sheep feast." .

"I have seen Lao Taiji, and I wish you a long life, a happy family, and a prosperous family," the messenger said sweetly, making Galdang Haredai very happy. However, after all, he was well versed in the world of people, and he quickly calmed down, "Tell me, what does my nephew want from me?" Good guy, obviously we are all relatives, but they still have to use the word "official".

"Mare's Milk Festival is coming soon. My Taiji invites you to cross the river to drink mare's milk and eat a whole sheep feast."

"Drinking?" Galdanghaha Hale shook his head and said, "Go back and tell my nephew that I accept his kindness, but it's just that the guardsmen are pressing down on the border, so it's really not appropriate to drink."

"Old Taiji is overly worried. The Guards are still far away. In addition to fine wine and delicacies, my Taiji also ordered people to hold Naadam (a grand gathering of recreational activities), horse racing, archery, wrestling, and kicking beef ribs. Activities such as playing Shatra (Mongolian chess, the rules are close to international chess), playing Bru (a hunting weapon) are very lively, it would be a pity not to go!”

Galdangha Haldai waved his hand and said, "I'm old, so I won't join in the fun. Young people can have more fun without the burden of an old man like me."

"Old Taiji, in fact, my Taiji invited you to discuss mining." The messenger lowered his voice. "Someone discovered nugget gold on the mountain near Ala Lake on the north bank of the Emin River."

"What? Gold nugget!"

Upon hearing these three words, Galdang Haredai's cloudy old eyes suddenly brightened up, and he nodded slowly, "Please go back and tell my good nephew, old man, I will definitely be there."

Hearing that nugget gold was found in the mountains on the north bank of the Emin River, Galdang Haledai and his son Ramazhabu quickly rushed to the north bank of the Emin River with a thousand strong soldiers.

The Mongolians are very hospitable. When they heard that their second uncle was coming, Orros, Babai and Bobush came to greet him outside the tent early. When they saw the old man, they presented khatas and sang and danced.

"I have met my second uncle and brother Cong," the three of them saluted respectfully.

"Good nephews, please excuse yourself." Seeing their thorough etiquette, Old Taiji's face turned into a flower.

"Yes, we are all members of our own family. Why don't these three wise brothers be so polite and quickly take us into the tent to drink? Brother Fool has already smelled the aroma of kumiss." Lamazhabu burst into laughter. The joke seemed casual, but it subtly resolved the awkwardness. Everyone entered the tent, talking and laughing, and Orros ordered the banquet to begin. The wine and coriander are delicious, and you can eat and drink happily.

"Uh," Ramazabu burped, then grabbed a piece of hump meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Galdang Haledai didn't know the taste of meat, and he was thinking about the gold nugget. Even though he knew that negotiation was a matter of whoever spoke first and who would be passive, he could not resist the temptation after all.

"Good nephew", Lao Taiji looked at Orros and raised the wine bowl with a smile, "I heard that someone found nugget gold on the mountain near Ala Lake on the north bank of the Emin River?"

"Gold nugget?" Orros was stunned, and then a smile broke out on his face, "Come here, give me gold nugget." After speaking, he slammed the cup and the soldiers who had been waiting outside the tent moved upon hearing the sound.

"what!"

The soldiers cut down the two guards, and Galdang Haledai was stunned. "What is your nephew doing?"

"Without him, we have returned to the defense and would like to present my second uncle and brother Cong as a meeting gift."

"How dare you, Shuzi!" Lamazhabu drew his sword angrily, but as soon as he pulled it out halfway, he was chopped down by a soldier.

"My son!" Galdang Haledai screamed, his back suddenly hurt, and a spear passed through his body. It's a pity that he lived a heroic life, but when he got old, he lost his life because of coveting a few taels of gold.

After killing their second uncle and their cousin and disarming their men, Orros, Babai, and Bobush Santaiji struck while the iron was hot, led their troops across Lake Ala, and marched directly to Yumin City. At this time, in Ara Lake, two small islands in the center of the lake are vaguely visible in the mist. The bright red reflected by the lake water and the setting sun makes the vegetation, flowers on the Toregayilao grassland and the main peak of Balluk Mountain turn red.

Santaiji's army climbed over the highest peak, Tapuhan Peak, and reached the foot of Yumin City. The two generals in the city and the thousand elite soldiers they brought with them were all dead. The remaining more than 3,000 rabble without command could not stop their troops. They collapsed at the first touch and the city was easily captured. Orros ordered people to seal up the treasury and wait for Su He's army.

"The three Taijis understand the righteousness and come back to offer the city. They have contributed indispensably. I will definitely make a memorial to the Holy Master to ask for the merits for you." Looking at the three people in front of him, Su He was so happy that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear. Yumin City was captured without spending a single soldier, and thousands of elite soldiers were obtained. How could people not be happy?
"Thank you, Commander." The three of them were also overjoyed. With Su He coming to Shu to ask for credit, their own merits would go directly to the imperial court. The most important thing for new converts was military exploits.

"Oh, don't stand still. Come and have a drink in the tent." Su He laughed and ordered someone to serve the wine. At the banquet, Dulbert's relatives such as Obodui Wulanghai, Aledar, Gumubu, Da'er, Talhun, Sonomuceling and other Dulbert relatives frequently paid tribute to Orros, Babai, Erqin Batur, Burbush toasted, bringing the banquet atmosphere to a climax.

"Commander," Mamadale Ubas, who was on duty, reported in the account, "The sentinel discovered a Junggar convoy on the west side of Baluk Mountain, with about two hundred people."

(End of this chapter)