The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 85 Cavalry Bumbutai Red Cannon
On the Khorchin grassland, a Jurchen cavalry is advancing westward.

There were a few white clouds hanging in the clear sky, very close to the ground, like the white felt on a yurt, which could be picked off with just a stretch of the hand.

Beile Burhanggu of Xicheng wanted to grab a cloud above his head, soar into the sky, and let Changshengtian take him away from this hell on earth.

Good luck requires patience.

At this time, behind Burhanggu, eight hundred cavalrymen were slowly marching westward in the setting sun.

These war horses are fat, strong and powerful, and they are obviously the best horses picked from a hundred miles away. However, the riders are all listless, as if they have lost their souls.

The cavalrymen swayed their bodies as their horses bumped and rolled, and the rat-tail braids on the back of their heads swayed rhythmically, as if they were dancing a Mongolian dance.

The cavalry led by Burhanggu was the last organized army of the Yehe tribe.

Half a month ago, in the Battle of Haixi, Yehe was defeated by the Later Jin. Burhanggu survived the disaster and led the remaining cavalry to break out to the west and escaped all the way to Khorchin.

After half a month of fleeing and wandering, the two thousand elite cavalrymen he led were either killed or surrendered, leaving only eight or nine hundred people.

When Yehexi City fell, Burhanggu was leading his cavalry in a bloody battle with the Bordered Blue Banner. He witnessed with his own eyes that his brother was chopped into two pieces by Jirgalang. Then, the Later Jin soldiers swept through the city and looted everything.

Burhanggu would not surrender to the Later Jin.

The last time they pursued the Bordered Blue Banner in Hunjiang, Burhanggu took the lead and killed more than a dozen Later Jin soldiers with his own hands. Amin informed Nurhaci of this.

Burhanggu knew Nurhaci's temper. If he fell into his hands, he would not be chopped into two pieces, but would be executed by slow slicing.

A weary scout appeared on the horizon. Under the gaze of hundreds of Yehe warriors, the scout slowly approached and said weakly:

"Second Beile, there's a lake ten miles to the west with a dozen yurts. They look like they belong to the Manggus people. Do you want to rob them?"

Burhanggu shifted his gaze from the clouds, rubbed his sunburned head, and fell into deep thought.

An elderly general beside him said angrily:

"Even if I robbed something, I couldn't take it away, and I would be beaten by the Khorchin people. I won't rob anymore."

The speaker was Buerhanggu's uncle, Buyantu. He was still dissatisfied and continued to curse:

"The Khorchin are a bunch of ungrateful wolves, more vicious than the venomous snakes on the grasslands. They just formed an alliance with Haixi when the Later Jin soldiers arrived and they turned against us. If we had known this would happen, we should have killed Manggus!"

The scout looked at the two men, waiting for a reply.

Burhanggu glanced at his uncle and said slowly:
"Why not rob? Take all the cattle and sheep and take away the leftovers. The warriors run so much every day. If they don't eat meat, they won't have the strength to fight."

Buyangtu lashed the horse whip on the ground and said harshly:
"It's just a rabbit tail war! The Later Jin is hunting us down, the Mongols despise us, and the warriors of the Yehe tribe have nowhere to go. They are about to become bandits."

"Uncle, we still have a way to go."

Burhanggu signaled the scouts to retreat, rode up to Buyantu, and said in a low voice:
"Go to Kaiyuan and surrender to Liu Zhaosun. The Khorchin people dare not provoke Liu Zhaosun."

Buyangtu's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a long time, he murmured:

"The Southern Barbarians cannot be trusted. Unlike the Jurchens, Changshengtian listens to what they say. Dealing with the Southern Barbarians is like giving your heart to the devil."

Burhanggu looked up at the clouds in the sky.

"Nurhaci was a Jurchen, and Jirgalang was also a Jurchen. When my father Khan was defeated and surrendered, my old slave promised to forgive him, but ended up chopping his body in half. During the Battle of Haixi, Buyanggu asked to surrender and be spared, but Jirgalang swore a blood oath with him, and ended up chopping my brother in half."

Buyangtu shook his head and sighed. Since he was born, the world has been getting worse and worse. There are no more honest and upright people, and more and more people are bullying the weak. The Ming Dynasty bullied Haixi Yehe, Mongolia bullied Haixi, and now, even the Later Jin Dynasty is bullying Haixi.

"Uncle, Liu Zhaosun drank horse blood, worshipped the Eternal Heaven, and swore a poisonous oath. He has a blood feud with the Bordered Blue Banner. Based on this, we can trust him."

A gorgeous yurt appeared in Burhanggu's sight. The surrounding grass was lush, and herds of cattle and sheep were grazing in the grass. There were some Khorchin people in the distance.

Burhanggu rode his horse to the foot of the slope, followed by several Niulu Ezhen. After Burhanggu briefly explained the attack plan to them, the Niulu Ezhen returned to their original places and led their teams to launch surprise attacks on the enemies in the valley from different directions.

The rumbling of horse hooves suddenly resounded throughout the valley like thunder from the earth and sky. The adults jumped on their horses, shouting loudly, and fought against the Yehe Tartars who had suddenly attacked.

The women shouted and gathered the cattle and sheep. There was chaos around the camp and the ground was shaking slightly.

Bumbutai opened her eyes wide and looked towards the mountain ridge. The little girl's eyes were like water, and her pure and flawless eyes reflected the Yehe cavalry rolling over the mountains.

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The 4,700-jin red cannon was pulled out of the north gate by war horses.

Liu Zhaosun, Kang Yingqian and others followed behind, pointing and talking at the huge monster in front of them as they walked.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, many people wouldn't believe that such a cannon existed in the world.

Liu Zhaosun knew that the red cannon in front of him was a smaller version. The red cannon used in the Battle of Ningyuan was said to weigh five or six thousand pounds.

However, he is not planning to build such a huge machine now. The Red Cannon is very expensive, and the copper required alone would weigh several thousand kilograms.

This time, it took ten carts of copper ore to barely meet the demand.

I don’t know how many miners will die while mining these mines.

Fortunately, we can now replace those fanatical Liaomin miners.

As the war approached, the spies lurking in the city kept trying to establish intelligence contacts with their masters (Bayala) outside the city and pass on confidential information in Kaiyuan City to the Later Jin.

Liu Zhaosun never showed mercy to these Later Jin spies and executed them immediately after interrogation.

After publicly executing more than a dozen spies, the bannermen became more and more courageous, fighting one after another, regardless of their lives, to pass on military intelligence to Bayala who was lurking outside the city.

Liu Zhaosun was deeply moved by the professionalism displayed by these spies. After careful consideration, he ordered all of them to be sent to the mine. Under the supervision of the special service team, they were handcuffed and shackled to dig coal and spend the rest of their lives in the dark mine tunnels.

In view of the current severe spy warfare situation, in order to prevent any leakage of information about the Red Cannon, Liu Zhaosun ordered that on the day of the test, the mountain warfare battalion, the special service team, the first and second thousand headquarters should work day and night to form a joint search team of 500 people to check every bush and tree that could be used for hiding within a three-mile radius around Kaiyuan and kill those Bayala who were lurking scouts.

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Three miles west of Kaiyuan City, on Niangniang Mountain.

In a valley covered with dense vegetation, the loess moved slightly, revealing several figures wearing rattan helmets.

The dense bushes provided them with perfect cover, with only a brown rattan helmet showing on their bodies. The rattan helmet blended perfectly with the surrounding yellow earth. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that there were several living people hiding in the grass.

Peng Yong wore a bunch of weeds on his head and held a dogtail grass in his mouth. He stared at the swaying figures on the Kaiyuan city wall for a long time and couldn't help but say to the people around him:

"Captain Qin, you know what? The soldiers have gone to Jing'an Fort. There are Tartars there."

"They're fighting the Tartars, and we're feeding mosquitoes. Isn't that infuriating?"

Qin Jianxun glared at Peng Yong and said angrily:

"You know nothing, don't talk."

Peng Yong curled his lips and looked at the surrounding mountains and forests. The lush mountains were filled with only the sounds of insects and birds.

Suddenly, he felt an itch on his neck and reached out to slap a mosquito to death.

"Captain, when is the war going to start? I don't want to stay here every day and capture bondservants with those Guangxi guys. I want to grab my rifle, avenge my brothers, and kill all those damn Blue Banners!"

When Qin Jianxun heard the words "white spear", his body trembled slightly and he whispered:
"It's almost time, it's almost time! Father and uncle (Qin Minping and Qin Bangping) are coming to Liaodong. Lord Liu sent me to Liaoyang to contact them. When our army arrives, we'll beat Amin's balls out!"

This time, the imperial court spent a huge amount of money to defend Liaoshen, and compared with the original history, it recruited thousands more foreign soldiers.

General Tong Zhongkui led the deputy generals Qin Minping and Qin Bangping, and led 6,000 white-pole soldiers to aid Liao.
Following closely behind the White Spear Soldiers were the 7,000-strong Qi Family Army, commanded by General Chen Ce and led by generals including Qi Jin.

Liu Zhaosun asked Qin Jianxun, Yuan Chonghuan and Qiao Yiqi to go to Liaoyang to carry out liaison activities and ensure that the two armies work together to fight the enemy.

"When I'm not around, you have to listen to Vice Captain Rong and not lead any trouble. Do you understand?"

"understood."

"You idiot! Last time we went to Tieling, you failed to kill Ding Bi. If you mess up again this time, I'll tear your head off!"

Peng Yong agreed nonchalantly and was about to ask how many white-pole soldiers had come when Qin Jianxun pressed his head down.

"Look over there, that pine forest."

Peng Yong looked in the direction the captain pointed and after a long time, he finally saw a golden rat braid sticking out from behind the pine tree.

"Fuck that immortal! He made me wait for two days. He's finally here! Let's fire the flare!"

"Two of you stay here, and the rest of you follow me out!"

The whistling arrow made a sharp sound and rose into the air, instantly breaking the silence of Niangniang Mountain.

On the ridge two miles away from the White Spear Soldiers, Deputy Captain Rong Touqiang opened his eyes wide and searched carefully in the direction where the signal arrows rose.

A wolf soldier hiding in the bushes said disdainfully:

"That Sichuanese guy is hauling his cannon again (boasting), he hasn't even finished cutting the sugarcane yet. I just searched there this morning and didn't see a single Tartar hair."

"Everyone, get out of here! Do you see that? There really are Tartars."

"Bring your weapons and chop off the Tartar's head!"

After Rong Touqiang finished speaking, he hooked the scorpion's tail around his waist, put on a pair of tattered straw sandals, jumped up like a monkey, and walked briskly through the ravines of Niangniang Mountain.

The three wolf soldiers let out strange cries, pulled out their scorpion hooks, followed Rong Touqiang, jumped over the endless bushes, and quickly approached the Jiannu spies.

The scorpion-tailed spear is the wolf soldier's primary combat weapon. At 17 feet long, it can be opened and closed with incredible force when engaging the enemy on the plains. When fighting in the mountains, the hook at the front can be removed, transforming it into a dagger or sickle for close combat.

A large flock of flying birds was startled in the distance. The six Later Jin Bayalas discovered the wolf soldiers approaching them. After realizing that their retreat was blocked, these Jurchen hunters turned to face the three white-pole soldiers chasing them, with bloodthirsty looks in their eyes.

Three days ago, an undercover agent lurking in the Kaiyuan workshop successfully sent intelligence to inform Fushun Prince Consort Li Yongfang that Liu Zhaosun would test-fire a huge cannon in the near future, but he was not sure of the specific location.

Under Li Yongfang's persuasion, Jirgalang sent six Bayala to gather information.

The six men were the most elite white-armored soldiers in the flag. They had sneaked in from Jing'an Fort and waited in Niangniang Mountain for two days and two nights.

It was not until half an hour ago that they saw the huge cannon slowly being pushed out from the north of Kaiyuan City. They were congratulating themselves on the success of the scouts, but they did not expect that Qin Jianxun had discovered their tracks.

Both sides are extremely ferocious mountain hunters, and a bloody battle is inevitable.

With a whoosh, Peng Yong quickly raised his round shield to protect his body. An arrow hit the shield heavily, and his body paused slightly. The two teammates behind him raised their short crossbows and shot at the white-armored soldiers.

While Bayala was dodging the short arrow, Peng Yong swung his sword to cut off the arrow shaft on the shield. He was the only sword and shield man in the team, and he would carry this round shield with him wherever he went to protect his teammates when necessary.

The poisonous arrows shot from the short crossbows could not pierce the Bayara iron armor. Several waves of short arrows did not cause any casualties. Instead, one of their own team members was hit by a heavy arrow, and he fell to the ground with a groan and was silent ever since.

When Peng Yong saw his teammate fall to the ground, anger rose in his heart and he accelerated towards Bayala.

Although the heavy armor could block the poisonous arrows, it limited Bayala's forward speed. Seeing the white-pole soldiers rushing close, they dropped their bows and arrows, took out their flying axes and iron-bone axes, and smashed them hard at the opposite side.

"Don't let any of them escape, kill them all!"

Qin Jianxun shouted loudly, dodged an iron bone sword flying towards him, and threw the javelin to the opposite side.

Both sides were equipped with elite soldiers, fighting hand-to-hand in a brutal and fierce battle.

Flying axes, iron-bone spears, and javelins flew through the air, accompanied by screams as men on both sides fell to the ground. The two sides quickly engaged in close combat. Peng Yong drew his heavy sword and, without even glancing behind him, slashed at a burly soldier in white armor.

"kill!"

The white-armored soldier did not dodge, but used his long axe to block the heavy sword. There was a clang and sparks flew.

Peng Yong felt his palms going numb, so he adjusted his knife grip and the long axe came towards his neck with the wind.

This young white-pole soldier lacked combat experience and had not yet grasped the heavy sword firmly, so he had no way to gain leverage. He had no choice but to rush forward and ram Bayala with his body.

The long axe missed the target, and the axe handle forged from fine iron fell on Peng Yong's left shoulder. The chain mail on the white-pole soldiers made an unsettling creaking sound.

He felt like his entire shoulder was about to be chopped off, and he endured the severe pain and pushed Bayala back two steps.

Before he could stand firm again, the axe came towards him again. Peng Yong burst out with his last energy, and reluctantly raised his heavy sword into the air to meet the attack.

Bayintu, who was as big as a black bear, roared and concentrated all his strength on the long axe, hacking and slashing at Nikan. After three critical hits, Nikan could no longer bear it. He spitted blood and half-knelt on the ground, still making a meaningless resistance with a heavy knife in his hand.

Bayintu saw Nikan's heel leaving a long mark on the moss and raised his axe again.

"Go to hell!"

The raised axe was entangled by vines. Bayintu felt his neck was cold and blood gushed out. When he looked back, he saw a monkey flashing through the woods.

~~~~~
Outside the moat stood two dilapidated carriages, the targets for these artillery attacks. Liu Zhaosun estimated that the targets were about four miles away from the Red Cannon.

The records of the effective range of the Red Coat Cannon in the Ming Dynasty are very messy, and some data are inconsistent. The range of the Red Coat Cannon varies from three miles to thirty miles.

The distance of four miles was far beyond the effective range of the falconet and the general cannon.

I wonder if this red cannon in front of me can fire four miles.

If he fails to win, then the dream of executing Nurhaci by cannon fire outside Kaiyuan City will have to wait for the right person.

Liu Zhaosun turned to Mao Yuanyi and said:

"It's time to start."

Mao Yuanyi instructed two gunners to place broken earth and wood blocks under the gun wheels and then secure them with iron anchors. Then, the gunners began to check the powder bags and iron bullets.

Liu Zhaosun glanced at the two gunners and found that they were Han Zhenyi and Yao Chang who had used the French cannon and the Blue Banner to fire at each other that day.

Han Zhenyi and Wang Congzhi were promoted to artillery battalion flag commanders, each leading twenty artillerymen.

Mao Yuanyi taught these two captains how to operate the Red Cannon, and after they learned it, he taught it to others.

Liu Zhaosun was a little surprised to see that they were using fixed-load propellant bags. Although he didn't know how to operate the fixed-load propellant bags specifically, he had heard that this type of propellant bag could not only increase the firing speed, but also reduce the risk of artillery explosion.

It is said that this method was first invented by the Swedish military strategist Gustav and was introduced to Japan in the 16th century. Unexpectedly, Mao Yuanyi actually knew it.

In fact, regarding the amount of gunpowder used in artillery shooting, the ideal situation is to push the shell to the muzzle at the moment when the gunpowder is completely burned, so that the shell can obtain maximum thrust.

If the artillery is loaded with too much gunpowder, it will not only be a waste, but also have the risk of explosion; if it is too little, the shell will still be in the barrel after receiving the maximum thrust, which will affect the initial velocity of the shell when it leaves the barrel, and thus affect the ultimate power of the artillery.

After the gunpowder and shells were loaded, Mao Yuanyi took out something that looked a bit like a vernier caliper, gestured in front of the cannon, and then took out a piece of white paper to write and draw. Liu Zhaosun didn't know what the principle was, and it might require some military mathematics knowledge. He decided to ask Mao Yuanyi for advice when he had the chance.

Just as Jin Yu Ji was about to go closer to take a look, Liu Zhaosun grabbed her.

"Stay away!"

He knew that the Red Cannon was extremely prone to exploding, especially since it was a copycat version. If he was unlucky, his entire body would be riddled with wood chips from the gun mount, making his life a living hell.

Jin Yu Ji quickly took two steps back and pulled Liu Zhaosun back with her.

After struggling for a full quarter of an hour, Mao Yuanyi finally managed to take aim. He shouted, asking everyone to step back.

In front of the Red Cannon, only two gunners, Han Zhenyi and Yao Chang, were left.

Liu Zhaosun looked forward and prayed silently that the barrel would not explode.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in front of them. The Red Cannon suddenly retreated, and a black iron bullet flashed past everyone.

"Hit!"

Everyone looked up and saw that one of the carriages had disappeared. The ground was covered with wood chips and fragments. The cannonball had shattered the carriage, but its power did not decrease. It continued to bounce forward a few times and finally plunged into the mud.

"Clean the barrel and load the gun!"

Mao Yuanyi roared, found the caliper he had just thrown away on the ground, and began to gesture at the red cannon again.

Upon hearing the order, Han Zhenyi, like a puppet, dipped a cotton-wrapped stick into the barrel and began cleaning it. The gunpowder-heated barrel sizzled, and large streams of steam rose from it. Yao Changze retrieved a fixed powder bag and placed it into the cleaned barrel. He then placed a damp cloth over the muzzle to prevent any fire from rekindling and prematurely detonating the shell.

Liu Zhaosun didn't read any further. He had already deduced from Mao Yuanyi's uneasy expression that the red cannon that this artillery expert had devoted all his energy to developing for more than three months without sleep or food was basically stable.

Liu Zhaosun was thinking about how to kill Nurhaci or Huang Taiji with one shot.

To achieve this goal, it is necessary to bring the Yellow Dragon Tent of the Later Jin Khan into the range of the cannons.

In other words, the main battlefield of the Kaiyuan defense war will still be located under the city.

A loud bang interrupted his thoughts, and the second shell hit the target again, smashing another carriage into pieces.

Cheers rang out all around, and Mao Yuanyi breathed a sigh of relief, his body limp to the ground. Liu Zhaosun hurriedly supported Mao Yuanyi. Over the past three months, Mr. Mao had fought hard for his life, and had experienced countless sleepless nights. Liu Zhaosun looked at his graying temples, and thought that Mao Yuanyi was only in his early thirties, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The Red Cannon could not achieve the results recorded in history books: "one shot caused destruction for ten miles, and one shot killed hundreds of enemies."

However, this solid iron bullet was extremely powerful on the battlefield. It was once recorded that 33 armored Spanish heavy cavalry were killed by the same cannonball on the European battlefield.

In order to maximize the killing effect, the gunner will usually bombard the enemy ranks along the diagonal direction (if it hits, the diagonal will pass through the most enemies).

Therefore, the field artillery had to be put into use quickly. Liu Zhaosun really wanted to see with his own eyes what the scene would be like when solid artillery shells plowed through the well-organized formation of the Jiannu army.

Two personal soldiers carried Mr. Mao away for treatment. Liu Zhaosun stroked the slightly hot gun barrel and called Pei Dahu to ask him to arrange people to keep a close watch on him and not allow any outsiders to come into contact with him, especially the foreign merchants in the city.

Pei Dahu knew the interests involved and immediately took action.

Liu Zhaosun called Kang Yingqian and went to the workshop to see the progress of the flintlock rifle. It was said that the flintlock rifle had already taken shape.

After taking two steps, Kang Yingqian whispered:

"Master Liu, I heard that you are going to send people to Liaoyang to build relationships with the Sichuan and Zhejiang troops?"

Liu Zhaosun knew what Kang Yingqian wanted to say, so he didn't beat around the bush and said directly:
"Do you think that Military Supervisor Qiao is not good enough?"

Kang Yingqian smiled and shook his hand, then looked around and saw that no one was around. He continued:
"You know his temper. His mouth is so big it can hold a red cannon. If he lets him go, bad things will definitely happen."

Liu Zhaosun certainly knew Qiao Yiqi's character, but there was really no other suitable candidate at the moment.

"General Qiao and General Qi Jin are old friends, they've been friends for many years. Besides him, who else can have a say with the Qi family army?"

"Besides, I will ask Yuan Chonghuan to remind him more often."

What Liu Zhaosun didn't say was that Master Qiao still had a lot of silver in Liaoyang, and only silver could truly solve the practical problems of the Qi family army in Liaodong.

Historically, the most important reason for the conflict between Zhejiang soldiers and Baigan soldiers was the issue of food and salary distribution, which cannot be solved by just a few words of understanding.

Kang Yingqian understood immediately, looked straight at Liu Zhaosun and asked:

"Master Liu, how much of the 350,000 taels of silver you brought back from the capital is left? I've seen you spend the past two months recruiting soldiers, making cannons, hiring people to mine, and opening a private school. You've really been squandering money..."

Liu Zhaosun was about to speak when he saw Qin Jianxun riding a horse towards the north gate from afar.

Seeing the bloodstains on his chain mail, Liu Zhaosun asked:
"Did we encounter Jiannu scouts again today?"

Qin Jianxun turned over, looked at Liu Zhaosun, and whispered:
"Sir, Burhanggu of the Yehe tribe has come to Kaiyuan to seek refuge with us. He has about 800 cavalrymen and is now ten miles north of the city."

"Buerhangu?"

Liu Zhaosun was overjoyed. Today was a double blessing.

He had no impression of Haixi Yehe. He came and went in a hurry during the last meeting at Hunjiang.

Qin Jianxun said quickly:

"This man is Buyanggu's younger brother. He said that his brother Buyanggu was chopped in half by the leader of the Bordered Blue Banner. He wants to avenge Buyanggu and also chop Jirgalang in half."

Liu Zhaosun sighed softly. Buyanggu had saved the Eastern Army in Hunjiang River, so how could he die suddenly, and in such a tragic way?

"It seems that Jirgalang is much more powerful than that Amin. He destroyed Haixi in one battle."

Kang Yingqian sneered after hearing this:

"The Later Jin are all barbarians. They chopped off the father and son. It's really too much. This Burhanggu has great ambitions. I like him very much."

"Sir Liu, he must have come to surrender because the Mongols wanted to capture them and take them to the Later Jin for a reward. Regardless, this is the first foreign army to surrender to our Kaiyuan. We must treat them well. General Liu, please tell us the story of the thousand-gold market bone."

Liu Zhaosun nodded. With the addition of Yehe cavalry, the chances of winning the decisive battle with Nurhaci would be greater.

This will free up the soldiers to do more things, unlike now, where they are busy marching here and there every day and are exhausted.

Seeing that Qin Jianxun was still waiting for a reply, Liu Zhaosun hurriedly said:

"Go over now with my flag and tell them I'm just adjusting the cannons and not to worry. Also bring them some dry food. Have them come to the North City first."

Qin Jianxun stood still, looked up at Jin Yuji, then looked at Liu Zhaosun, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"Director Qin, if you have something to say, please speak up."

Qin Jianxun hesitated for a moment and stammered:
"Sir, they also sent Mongolian beauties, saying they were captured in Khorchin, and some jewelry... to give to you, sir."

Liu Zhaosun looked back and saw that Jin Yuji was listening carefully, so he waved his hand and said:
"Beauty, I don't want it...what else does he have?"

"They robbed Manggus's granddaughter and said they would give her to you as a token of their sincerity in the Hunjiang Alliance."

Kang Yingqian laughed out loud after hearing this:

"What Hunjiang Alliance? I think this group of horse thieves has plundered too much in Khorchin. They are afraid that the Mongols will seek revenge, so they want to drag Kaiyuan into the water."

"Manggus, Mangus."

Liu Zhaosun muttered to himself. Qin Jianxun thought the general had other plans and did not dare to interrupt. Suddenly, he heard General Liu ask:

"Is that little girl a Borjigit?"

Qin Jianxun looked confused. He was originally from Shu and had no idea about the surnames of these Mongolians.

"I don't know, it seems her name is Bumbutai."

(End of this chapter)