The Ming Dynasty during the Yongle period was so powerful that the neighbors couldn't even sleep well.

The Annan Hu clan was self-righteous, so it was destroyed.

Benjamin and Arutai dreamed of the scenery of the former Yuan Dynasty, but they didn't know the height of the sky, so they were pressed to the ground and kicked in groups, becoming lost dogs.

Varat was not as strong as the Tatars, but it was noticeably more knowledgeable about current affairs than the Tatars. crossed the border, not to find fault, not to pick up leaks, but to give gifts to the Ming army.

When Benjamin fled for his life, he panicked and broke into the territory of Wara, and the unlucky one was still the headquarters of Rose, and met Mahamu, who was trying to submit a letter of nomination to the Ming Dynasty.

What is it called?

There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break in to hell.

Maham had always been angry with the Tatars, and he was robbed of several caravans by Benjamin, needless to say, he drew a knife and borrowed it.

Benjamin also fantasized about having a friendship with Mahamotau, and borrowed a tent to hide. For this reason, he is willing to send all the gold and silver he carried when he fled for his life, just waiting to escape this catastrophe, find an opportunity to make a comeback, and regain the lost territory, and then he will be grateful.

It's a pity that no matter how nice the words are, they can't impress the resolute Mahamu.

In a flash of the sword, all the beautiful fantasies came to naught.

The head rolled to the ground, and there was disbelief in his wide eyes.

"Delivered to the door, it saves time!"

It was Mahamu's brother, Taiping, the leader of the Kelie Yiti tribe.

Taiping swung his long knife twice, wiping the blood stains on Benjamin's leather robe. If it weren't for the few drops of blood splashed on his face, he wouldn't have been able to tell that he had just killed someone.

The Tatar cavalry guarding Benjamin's escape was now only about 800 men. The commander who had followed Benjamin into the tent was beheaded, and the eight hundred cavalry were leaderless, and soon fell under the sabers of the Warats.

killed someone and got angry, and the next thing is how to ask the Ming Dynasty for a reward.

"The bald head of the finisher is worth at least a few hundred taels of gold, right?"

Putting the knife back into the sheath, Taiping raised the wine bag and took two big sips, "Daning's wine is indeed strong enough!" Khan, when will you go to the capital of the Ming Dynasty? ”

"Don't go to the capital of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming army will definitely chase after the bald man, follow his escape route to meet him, and hand over the head to the commander of the army. ”

Mahamu has just passed the age of confusion, is physically strong, and is as ambitious as Arutai. But he was smarter than Arutai and never put this ambition on the table.

"Huh?" Taiping was puzzled, "Shouldn't you go directly to the capital of the Ming Dynasty, meet the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and ask for rewards in person?" “

"You can't do that." Mahamu took a puff of shisha, "Don't ask too much, do as I say." At that time, the reward will definitely be quite large. ”

"......"

Taiping still doesn't understand, Mahamu is helpless, knowing that if he doesn't make it clear, this brother will definitely have to drill the horns.

"Don't forget, the Ming Dynasty regarded the Tatars as a thorn in their side, and they may not be able to indulge the Warat for long."

"Khan mean?"

"The Northern Yuan no longer exists. Uliangha completely surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. After this battle, it was difficult for Tatars to regain their former glory. What will happen if Warat is too public? ”

Taiping stopped talking.

The big and small leaders in the tent were also silent.

"Taoguang is obscure, showing weakness, this is still learned from the Han people." Sitting cross-legged with a gaze like a falcon, Mahamu sent chills down his spine, "Immortal Heaven will not abandon his people. One day, power and wealth will be in the hands of Warat! Before that, even if you pretend, you have to pretend to be obedient to the Ming Dynasty. Don't follow Benjamin's example, that would be a dead end. Arutai is smart, but it's a pity that he supported a fool. ”

The conversation in the tent soon ended, and Mahamu persuaded Taiping and the other chieftains that no one would contest his decision again.

On that day, the Taiping led hundreds of Warat warriors across the border and entered Tatar territory with the head of Benjamli.

Originally, Taiping went to Xu Huizu's Chinese army. I don't want to meet a striker halfway through. Or the team led by Meng.

Seeing the firearms carried by the Shenji Battalion, Taiping felt a sudden shock in his heart, and immediately ordered the whole team to stop and send someone to negotiate.

The strong man of Warat stopped about a hundred meters away from the Ming army, turned over and dismounted, and shouted in a not very skilled official language: "On the order of the leader of Warat, King Mahamu of Shunning, the head of the Bald King is specially presented." ”

After shouting three times in a row, Meng could clearly understand the meaning of his words. Raised eyebrows, "Beggar." ”

"Humble."

"Take a few people over and explore the truth. Be careful, and come back as soon as you notice something is wrong. ”

"Obey the order!" Beggar pulled the reins and turned back and shouted, "Tara, Amu, come with me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, two strong men like iron towers galloped out of the ranks.

The shield-bearer splits from it, making way for a passage.

Led by Leggai, followed by Tara Amu, three men and three horsemen galloped out. The bow-crossbow on the back and the cluster of arrows on the horse's back all reflected the cold light.

The strong man did not move, nor did he show any timidity.

The Warat cavalry behind him drew their longbows at the same time, aiming at the shield-bearers of the Ming army. As long as there is anything wrong with the situation, a fight is inevitable.

"I am under the command of the Heavenly Army, and Taining Weidu commands the envoy to beg for the service."

Beg to list the self-reported identity and name, and come forward to negotiate.

The strong man of Warat instantly recognized the identity of the beggar , Uliangha.

It seems that this Ming army is not simple.

Not to mention the Uliangha, who was valued by the Ming Dynasty, the number of firearms in the team alone far exceeded expectations.

In the early years, Warat did not go to the border of the Ming Dynasty to threshk grass. Gansu, Ningxia and other places have almost become the granaries of the Warat people. It wasn't until Emperor Hongwu divided the princes, Zhu Quan, who liked bare-chested people, and Zhu Di, who loved to burn tents, sat in northern Xinjiang, and the balance of strength between the two sides slowly began to tilt.

The nine vassal kings of Northern Xinjiang, except for a few, are not easy to mess with.

When Meng first joined the army, he happened to meet the alliance of the vassal kings.

The border army shouted and shouted and killed on the border line, and the roar shook the sky, which not only shocked Emperor Jianwen in Nanjing, but also made the neighbors on the grassland tremble for a long time.

Tatar Warat has always been a major problem for Emperor Yongle. Raising troops, rebelling, Zhu Di did not forget to leave thousands of troops to defend the border fortress.

It can be seen that Zhu Di reigned for one day, and the life of Tatar Warat should not be better. Of course, with the flapping of butterfly wings, history continues to change, and with Zhu Di's heir to the throne, the life of the neighbors of the Ming Dynasty may not be much better.

The negotiation between the beggar and the strong man of Warat was very smooth. The only problem is that it is not immediately certain whether the head in the box is Benjamin himself.

"Uncle, I can't say that I haven't seen the bald one who has never finished it."

The beggar was very entangled, as if a carrot was hanging in front of him, and he couldn't bite it when he opened his mouth.

"There's no hurry." Meng said with a smile, "I have sent people to report to the Duke of Dingguo, but I can leave the people behind first, camp on the spot, and wait for the Duke of Dingguo to come and make plans." ”

"Yes!"

The beggers were ordered to negotiate with the Warats again, and this time the two sides seemed to be at odds. The Warats are not stupid either, what if the Ming army takes the opportunity to clean them up?

In the end, a strong man of about thirty came out of the Wara cavalry, and the decision was made to agree to Meng's tiyì, and he begged to complete the task.

It can be seen that the identity of this strong man is very unusual, and the gold and gems inlaid on the saber alone are not available to ordinary people. This person must be the leader of the tribe, but I don't know the size of the tribe and what his voice in the tent of the king of Warat is.

"My name is Taiping, the leader of the Warak Lie Yiti tribe, and I was named the virtuous king by the son of tomorrow.

Seeing Meng, Taiping was very surprised. He didn't expect that it would be such a person who gave orders in this Ming army.

He still looked thin in armor, and the wind on the prairie could blow him away.

It doesn't look like a body, can you fight?

It seems that he can't even carry a goat. To put it mildly, the young girls of the tribe are stronger than him.

When Taiping was surprised, Meng was also carefully looking at the leader of the Warat tribe in front of him.

Tall and strong, the visual height is at least 1.8 meters, almost 1.9 meters, a little taller than Grandpa Guo.

The complexion is close to bronze, the facial features are deep, and the eyebrows are so thick that they are almost connected. The eyes are grayish-blue, with the fur hat removed, and the hair is close to dark brown in the sun. According to the standards of later generations, it is definitely worthy of a five-star - fierce - male - handsome - guy.

Meng can be sure that the Taiping are by no means native Mongols, and in addition to the Central Asian peoples, they may also have mixed up the blood of Europa.

At that time, the army of the Yuan Dynasty was walking sideways in the Eurasian continent, and the Ming Dynasty border guards and Russian descendants were not surprised to see a Warat leader with Europa blood.

But how do you greet this one?

Nice to meet you?

Fist slap on the shoulder?

After thinking about it again, Uncle Meng still chose the most modest method, dismounting, clenching his fists, and saluting.

"This official is the first-class uncle of the great tomorrow, the deputy general of the left army of the army, the surname of the country, and the name of the Qing Dynasty."

Wen Crepe's sentence was very difficult to translate, but it instantly shocked Taiping.

The first class uncle of the Ming Dynasty, the surname of the country?

Too tall and tall to have wood?

"It turned out to be the country's surname, rude!"

The strong man smiled brightly.

Uncle Meng was stunned. Pulling the corners of the mouth, who said that strong men have a tendon and can't say good things? The country surname is out!

After a brief greeting, the Ming army and the Warat cavalry were separated by about 500 meters and camped respectively.

The box containing the head of Benjamin was still in the hands of the strong man of Wara, and because he could not be sure whether it was true or false, Meng decided to wait for Shen Xuan to arrive before making a formal handover.

However, the attitude of the Ivarat people is as high as 90 percent more likely that the first level is the right master.

The scouts have not been sent out for a long time, and it will take some time for Grandpa Guo to arrive.

Meng simply ordered to bury the pot and cook rice, and fill his stomach while waiting for someone, without delay.

For many days, except for rest, meals were eaten on horseback.

can suffer, but also fast to the limit.

He's fed up with the stone-like black bread. Even if you tear it open and throw it into hot water to boil, at least it won't be sassy, and it doesn't look like there is a piece of iron to cut your throat.

"Sure enough, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift." Meng walked to a stove, watched the hot water bubbling, remembered that there were two more dried meat on the horse's back, and immediately asked the guards to take it, took out the dagger in the boot, cut it a few times, and threw it into the pot in one go.

"Is there any salt?"

"Huh?"

Huotoujun was stunned by Uncle Meng's actions, and asked twice before coming back to his senses.

"Yes, yes!"

Hurriedly nodded in agreement, took out the skin bag containing salt, and found two handfuls of pepper.

The border army who went to the river to fetch water grabbed two handfuls of wild onions, which were also thrown into the pot by Meng, and this time they didn't even cut them. In the middle of the night, the fragrance in the pot came out, and even Meng couldn't help but drool.

In the eyes of some people, this pot of soup and cakes must be difficult to swallow. For the frontier army deep into the desert, it is better than any delicacies.

Meng snatched the wooden spoon from Huotoujun's hand, scooped up a piece of boiled soft cake, blew it twice and put it into his mouth, burning it so hot that he inhaled, but he still grinned.

"When it's cooked, take the bowl, and today Ben Bo will fill the fire and give you the medicinal soup to serve rice!"

The soldiers and men agreed loudly, and even the strong men of Tainingwei joined in the fun.

A familiar scene reminded Meng of his days in Kaipingwei.

After a while, people are not old, and their memories begin to fade first.

Shaking his head, he scooped a few bowls, and finally handed the wooden spoon to the firehead who was waiting on the side. If you don't change hands, you're afraid you'll cry.

"Come on, here you go."

Meng held a big bowl, squatted beside the war horse like a military man, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

The soldiers looked at it strangely, but Meng didn't care, waved his hand, and said while drinking the soup: "I think that when I was in Kaipingwei back then, not to mention that there was meat in the soup, even the hard dough cakes had to be counted." That year, the Tartars went to Kaipingwei to threw grass, and I was just a general bannerman, guarding the bunker with more than fifty brothers, and it was easy to survive, so I had a meal of meat......"

Meng spoke generously, and the soldiers listened interestingly. The marching for days also made the soldiers understand that this uncle has no noble frame at all.

"Uncle is amazing!"

The soldiers coaxed, Uncle Meng stood up, handed the bowl to Gao Fu, cleared his throat, and the "man with a horse pole" that had been silent for many years was baked again.

Xingningbo took the lead, and the soldiers also ripped their throats.

The roar drifted away in the wind, and the strong man of Wara was dumbfounded, and his jaw dropped in the sound of "mighty and majestic".

Shen Xuan, who rushed over, was also shocked by the familiar voice of the "man", and in his memory, some pictures that needed to be crushed began to be arranged and reorganized and presented again.

I think back then, the heroic grandfather of the country, in such a "song", stumbled on his left foot and his right foot, stumbled, and almost pounced.

With a fierce wave of the whip, the evil qi around Dingguo Gong soared instantly.

Meng someone, who was roaring happily, suddenly felt cold behind his back, his scalp was numb, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the smoke and dust, and the grandfather of the country who was dressed in Xuanjia was galloping over.

Uncle Meng touched his neck, and for some reason, he suddenly had a rather bad premonition.

In August of the seventh year of Yongle, the army of the expedition again spread the good news, the Tatar Khan Benjamin was dead, and the head was on the way to Beijing. Along with them, there was a team of more than 100 Warat envoys.

After receiving the good news, Zhu Di immediately issued an order to give the leader of Warat, King Mahamun, 20 taels of gold, 500 taels of silver, 500 ingots of treasure money, and 100 horses of silk and silk. The leader of the tribe of the Iva Kelie, the king of Xianyi, Taiping ten taels of gold, thirty taels of silver, three hundred ingots of treasure money, and one hundred horses of silk and silk. And gave the land of the Varat tribes to the Aqili Haizi to the Sejingge River, and allowed them to migrate and graze here in winter and spring.

In order to show "fairness" and to smooth out the previous broken promise, Emperor Yongle waved his pen and gave the land east of Hulan Huwen to Wuliangha, where Xu Sanwei graze.

The land rewarded originally belonged to Tatar, and Zhu Di had no pressure for the generosity of others.

The battle was over, Benjamin, the titular Tatar Khan, was clicked, and the Tatar Taishi Arutai was nowhere to be found, not for the sake of the future, Zhu Di even wanted to draw the Tatar territory into his own hands and make his own homestead.

If it weren't for Cheng Guogong's words, Wei Guogong also said that he couldn't do this, he didn't look good, and Zhu Di would be 100% willing. If you don't start, you're really greedy.

In the end, it was the Governor's Office of the Five Armies and the Six Ministries of the North and South Provinces that jointly discussed and came up with a solution, after all, the Tatars were not completely destroyed, and the conditions for occupying territory were not yet ripe.

"Warat was given the title of Benjamli, and had many checks on the Tatars before the war. Wu Liangha for His Majesty Xià charged, made great contributions, if not to be rewarded with a land of abundant water and grass, he will be able to experience holy virtue. ”

Xia Yuanji's words were beautiful, and Zhu Di finally adopted the courtier's Jianyì. However, in order to prevent the Warat power from becoming too strong, Emperor Yongle decided that after the army was divided, he would return the captured Tatar Taibao Ma Erhawe back to the steppe and award him the title of Tatar Khan.

"The ambition of the Tatar Varat-wolf-son, the dominance of the family, will surely regenerate the heart of greed and greed, and cause the disaster of the border. It is only feasible for me to choose the weak to support them and let them contain each other. That's what the emperor's grandfather meant. ”

These words came from Zhu Zhan's mouth.

Xia Yuanji was shocked and speechless. He originally wanted to use the will of the Son of Heaven to guide the Holy Sun, but unexpectedly, the words he prepared were blocked in his throat.

"The son of the world is wise."

Zhu Zhanyan sat upright and said modestly: "Xia Shangshu has won the award." Most of these truths were read by Lone from books, and Shao Bao also spoke for Lone. Lone didn't quite understand it all the time, but now it dawned on him. Lone is still young, there are many truths, Lone only knows a little bit about it, and he still relies on Xia Shangshu's teachings. ”

Xia Yuanji looked up at the roof, and once again realized how difficult it was to teach the prince of Han.

Thanks to Xia Situ's broad-mindedness and broad energy, otherwise, the day of Meng Huichao would be the time when Xia Situ came to the door.

Why?

Singled out!

What do you want to teach the Son of the world like this? Block the teaching path of others?!