On the vast grassland, the wind is cold, the snow is falling, and it is another cold winter.

The little prince Dayan Khan, dressed in a thick mink coat, rode a tall horse around the camp where his headquarters was stationed, and the goose-feathered snow soon accumulated a thick layer on his body.

But at this time he no longer had the energy to pay attention to this little thing, because his face was very ugly.

The weather was too cold, the snow was too heavy, and there were so many dead cattle and sheep, even though a large number of cattle and sheep died every winter, and they were used to it.

But the weather is really getting colder and colder, and there is more and more snow, and there are so many cattle and sheep that they are dying, and there are too many people dying, which means that many, many people will die together.

"It's better to die on the battlefield than to freeze to death."

Dayan Khan's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him, and soon rode back to his golden tent.

In the huge golden tent, the charcoal fire burned very strongly, very warm, and the cold wind outside could not blow in, and the delicious roasted whole sheep, as well as the mare's milk tea that people never got tired of drinking, and the graceful young beauties, let every tribal leader who came to the meeting drink heartily.

Dayan Khan sat down in his place expressionlessly, and drank a glass of wine that had just been warmed in one gulp, and suddenly the whole person felt extremely comfortable, and he exhaled a long breath, which seemed to disperse the cold in his body at once.

"You're all well fed and drunk, right?"

Dayan Khan looked at the leaders of the tribes in the Golden Tent and said coldly.

His words poured on everyone's hearts like a basin of cold water, and suddenly the entire golden tent became quiet, and the girls who were still dancing just now also left with interest, knowing that the leaders had important matters to discuss.

"Winter is coming, the cold north is howling, the goose-feather snow has been falling non-stop, what is the immortal heaven telling us?"

Dayan Khan's voice was very loud, and it was very clearly transmitted to the ears of every tribal leader present.

"Immortal Heaven is telling us that it's time for us wolves from the north to go south to hunt."

"Great Khan, we have been waiting for this day for a long time, as long as you give the order, our warriors of the Sunit Department will conquer the southern city for you, bring back a cart of gold, silver and jewels for you, and choose the most beautiful beauty for you."

"Yes, Great Khan, we in the Tuva Department have been waiting for this day for a long time."

One by one, the leaders of the tribes stood up and shouted, and when they came, they knew that Dayan Khan had summoned everyone to a meeting for the purpose of plundering southward, and this was a show that was bound to be staged almost every winter.

It's just that this year they have been waiting for a long time, if it was in previous years, usually in autumn, Dayan Khan would gather everyone to prepare to go south to plunder, and this year, it is already October, Dayan Khan called everyone.

Dayan Khan also smiled when he listened to the words of the tribal leaders, but he was actually very hesitant in his heart, very hesitant, which is why he delayed until October to gather everyone.

In the front, he had already sent a scout team to reconnoitre, check the situation of the Ming Dynasty, and prepare for the raid to the south in winter.

But the intelligence he spied on made him fall into endless hesitation.

I don't know what method the Ming Dynasty used, in a very short period of time to repair all the holes on the long defense line, and this time, not only repaired, in the past easy to break through, even built an unprecedented high wall, the city wall is so high that people are desperate, it is extremely hard, and there is no way for bows and arrows to penetrate it.

At first, he didn't believe it, but as more and more scout teams came back to report on the situation, he had to take someone to check it out himself.

The moment he saw the tall city walls of Datong, he knew that this winter would definitely be more difficult than he imagined, and the show that had to go south to plunder every winter in the past may not be able to be staged.

In the face of the city wall as high as ten zhang, I don't know how many human lives to fill, and it may not be able to open the gap, the complete defense system built by the Ming Dynasty can allow them to drill the loopholes There are very few places, and there are only a few places suitable for large-scale marches south.

In the face of such a situation, the southward raid may not only not have any gains, but is more likely to suffer heavy casualties and lose troops.

There are no dead people, there are people dying on the steppe all the time, and the people on the steppe have long been indifferent to this, but for Dayan Khan, he needs to think about more things.

He is an extremely strategic hero, in the past, he relied on the organization of raids in the south every year, and every time he reaped a bumper harvest, he wanted grain and grain, salt and salt, gold and silver jewelry, and beautiful women, whether it was he Dayan Khan or the tribes that followed him, they were full of harvest.

In this way, he succeeded in uniting the scattered tribes and establishing his prestige.

Therefore, he knows very well that in the matter of going south to plunder, he can only fight a good fight, that is, to enter the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty people at the minimum cost, and plunder as much as he can enjoy in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty people, so that everyone can get benefits, and only in this way can he continue to play.

But if you encounter a headwind.

For example, if the opponent's defense line can't be broken through, if it can't enter at all, and if it will suffer heavy casualties, it will be tantamount to a heavy blow to the tribes, and of course, it will also be a blow to the prestige of his Dayan Khan.

Everyone likes to follow people who can bring themselves to eat and drink spicy food, rather than follow people who bring their own disgraced faces.

Because he knew this, Dayan Khan had been hesitating, hesitating whether to go south to plunder, many times, after more than ten years of smooth sailing, once defeated, he might never be able to turn over again, there were too many such things.

He was also afraid that if there was no gain from this trip south, the cohesion he had so hard gathered might soon be wiped out, and the whole grassland would become a plate of scattered sand again.

He is thirty-one years old, the most golden age of a man, he has very high ambitions, he longs to be like Genghis Khan, to unify the entire Mongolian tribes again, to lead the Mongol army to conquer the north and south, and turn all the land under the sun into the Mongolian steppe.

Therefore, he could not fail, and he could not allow the various tribes that had been gathered with great difficulty to become scattered again.

But now, he had to make a decision, the weather was too cold, there were too many dead cattle and sheep, and if this continued, if there was not enough food looted from the Ming Dynasty in the south, there would be many, many people who would die this winter.

There are too many people dead, this is also a heavy blow to Dayan Khan, although the steppe is vast, but the population has been very sparse since ancient times, there are not enough people, what will he do to unify the whole of Mongolia?

And how can he become the second Genghis Khan?

So now he has to go south, but in his heart, he is very hesitant, if he fails this time, it will also be a heavy blow to him.