Under the guidance of Serev, Zhu Youzhen sent people to rescue Erut Khan Jigelu, and several groups of people gathered together and returned to Khalkha. In the king's tent, Serev held a grand thanksgiving ceremony, and for them the Mongols, what they cared about most was gratitude.

However, because Zhu Youzhen did not show his banner when he rescued him, and Zhu Youzhen brought few people and horses, until Serev brought them back, Serev thought that they were just some bandits who were wandering inside and outside the Guan.

"Thank you heroes for saving your lives, I, Selev, have done it here first." As he spoke, Serev picked up the wine glass on the table and pointed at Zhu Youzhen as if he wanted to thank him.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, Serev and I would have died by the sword, come, and I, Erut Khan Jiglu, thank you."

However, for Serev and Ji Gelu's thanks, Zhu Youzhen did not hold the wine glass, but asked lightly, "Aren't you curious about why we saved you?" ”

Zhu Youzhen's remark made Serev and Ji Gelu curious.

Serev patted his head, "You see that I am so happy that I forgot to ask the origin of the heroes." Dare to ask where the heroes came from, and what are the so-called things about coming to my grassland? ”

Zhu Youzhen smiled, stood up, and the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun behind him immediately straightened their bodies.

"I am the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youzhen."

"What?" Serev was so frightened that he didn't hold the cup steadily, he couldn't believe his ears.

"Who do you say you are?"

"Emperor Zhu Youzhen of the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Youzhen flicked his cloak and looked at Serev with resolute eyes.

"Come on, come on." When he heard that he had heard correctly, Serev shouted nervously, but before he could shout a few times, several scimitars were already on his neck.

It's just that Serev's shouts still attracted the attention of the Khalkha warriors outside the door, and dozens of guards with long knives rushed in at once, surrounding Zhu Youzhen and the other nineteen people.

"You, go and show them the bravery of our Ming warriors." As soon as Zhu Youzhen signaled, a horse behind him suddenly rushed towards the guards.

Serev didn't expect this Ming to be so bold, you must know that to be able to become his Serev's personal follower, they are all one in a hundred warriors, and now Ming people dare to despise it so much, Serev swore that he must let these people know how powerful he is.

However, the result surprised Serev, and dozens of his guards were all knocked to the ground, and the Ming man was not even a single hair of his hair, let alone educated.

"How? Do you want to try again? But what I'm going to tell you is that no matter how many times you try, the result is the same. ”

"Oh no, I guess you shouldn't have a chance to try again."

"What do you mean?" Selev did not understand.

Zhu Youzhen did not speak, but pointed out of the tent.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, who got Zhu Youzhen's signal, directly let go of Serev.

Serev didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhu Youzhen's gourd, but he still walked out of the tent tremblingly.

When Serev opened the tent door, he clearly saw that the open space that originally belonged to his internal guard was occupied by cavalry from somewhere, and at a cursory glance, there were quite a few people.

Serev was so frightened that he quickly closed the door of the tent, and he turned his head and stared at Zhu Youzhen.

Don't think about it, Serev also understands whose soldiers these people are.

Judging from the situation just now, Khalkha should be under the control of these people at present.

"What the hell is going on?" Seeing that Serev's face was so ugly, Ji Gelu hurried over.

"This place has been controlled by this group of Ming people." Serev's mood was low.

Zhu Youzhen sat down on the main seat in great strides, "Okay, no one is bothering, I think we should be able to talk about business." ”

"What the hell do you want?" Serev knew that the gang was not hostile to him, at least not yet.

Zhu Youzhen spread his hands, "It's very simple, surrender, I want your surrender." ”

Hearing that Zhu Youzhen was going to surrender by himself, Serev snorted coldly, if it was placed a hundred years ago, the Ming Emperor made such a request for himself, he Serev would never dare to refuse, at that time, the Ming Dynasty was famous, and all countries came to the dynasty, but now the Ming Dynasty has already been a foreign powerhouse and a middle cadre, and it has continuously failed under the blows of the Jurchens.

Coupled with the current rise of the Jurchens, Serev could not think of a reason to convince himself to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, except that now his own life and that of the tribesmen were in the hands of the Ming people.

However, even if the surrender of the Ming Dynasty is now saved, once the Qing Dynasty knows, their Khalkha Department will still inevitably be in danger of extinction.

Although Serev complained constantly to the Jurchens on weekdays, he didn't dare to rebel against the Jurchens, what kind of family background in Khalkha, he really knew best as the Great Khan, there were less than 50,000 people in the entire Khalkha, of which 30,000 were transferred to serve in the Qing army, and there are currently less than 20,000 people in the entire Khalkha.

Not to mention rebelling against the Jurchens, even if it is the lackeys of the Jurchens, the Korqin people, the Khalkha can't beat them. Rebelling against the Jurchens is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg.

Zhu Youzhen looked at Serev's thinking eyes, how could he not understand what he had in mind in his heart.

"I understand your worries, so I naturally won't treat you badly for your cooperation, I heard that Khalkha has suffered a disaster this year and has no food, and I will provide it to you."

"What you said is true?" Serev didn't expect that Emperor Daming would put forward such generous conditions as soon as he opened his mouth, you must know that for so many years, Khalkha has only blindly provided food, and has never received food.

"What I need is not one or two cars, I need at least 100,000 quintals." Although Serev didn't believe that Akito was so generous, he still held on to a hope that maybe it could really be realized.

Zhu Youzhen smiled, "I have always spoken in a word, if you don't believe it, you can go to your tent and take a look now." ”

As soon as Zhu Youzhen's voice fell, he saw him silently recite it, and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver were instantly exchanged for wheat by the system and appeared in the open space outside the tent. In order to subdue these Mongolian tribes, Zhu Youzhen can be regarded as having made a lot of money.

When Serev saw dozens of truckloads of wheat in front of him, he realized that this was not a dream.

For the current Khalkha, this wheat is so important that with this wheat Khalkha will not starve to death.

"Are you sure it's for me?" Serev confirmed again, for fear that Zhu Youzhen would repent.