Chapter Forty-Eight: I'll Teach You to Sing a Song

"Yu Zhong, reward one hundred taels of silver."

"Master Xie." When Yu Zhong heard that there was a reward, his eyes immediately lit up with joy.

That's a hundred taels, you must know that ordinary people spend less than thirty taels a year.

"Don't be in a hurry to rejoice, I'll give you a new task now."

"But please command." Although Yu Zhong didn't sit hot on his ass when he came back, he was not unhappy at all.

Instead, he looked at Wang Zezhi hopefully, he wanted to know what to do next.

Yu Zhong found that since he did this business, he had liked this feeling.

How to say it, he felt that he had a talent in this area, and no one could match him, whether it was Xiong Jiachang, Qi Qi or Xiao Liuzi, they were not as good as him in this regard.

"Yuxian County has been occupied by homeless people, I need you and Bai Zhangtang to pretend to be homeless people to infiltrate and find out the situation inside.

How many of the outcasts are entrenched there, whether they are in the traitor section, and who are the traitors?

Also, is there any armed force in Yuxian, if all of them are gathered under your hands, I want your group of people to open the city gate at the critical moment.

The most important thing is that if you can't do anything, you must come back alive. ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it."

"Hey, hey, rest first, take the money and go to your room to take a look, you are not satisfied."

The Black Tiger Village can accommodate more than 200 people, and some of the houses are that Wang Zezhi has specially assigned separate rooms to these leaders to distinguish their identities.

People in this era are still very interested in identity.

Yu Zhong was grateful to Dade for receiving the silver, and was led to look at the house happily.

"My lord, there is a person outside the village who asks to see him, and he claims to be your subordinate, named Tuomu."

"Mopping wood?" Wang Zezhi was deeply impressed by the person who dragged the wood, mainly because the horse meat he made was particularly delicious.

"Bring it in."

At this moment, the lips of the tow wood were cracked, and the mixed body was covered with black blood scabs wrapped in dirt, and there were three human heads pinned to his waist.

"Li Xiaoqi's men." Tuomu threw the head on his waist at Wang Zezhi's feet, picked up the tea beside Wang Zezhi and drank it.

Wang Zezhi looked at the gurgling head, raised his feet and froze.

"The kitchen is still short of manpower." When Tuomu came in, Wang Zezhi understood that Tuomu did not really follow Li Xiaoqi.

"Smack~"

Tuomu slammed the teacup in his hand and roared: "I am the bravest warrior on the grassland, and no one can ask me to cook except for the general banner." ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Get on your knees!"

The guards in the lobby instantly added their swords and controlled the mopping wood.

"Stand down." Wang Zeyi raised his hand, and the guards retreated.

"Where is Li Xiaoqi? And what about the bandits? ”

"Run, the bandits are dead."

Li Xiaoqi really has a back hand, and the people who caught up with him are all dead, but I don't know if this back hand was left by the general flag a long time ago, or left by Li Xiaoqi.

If it was left by Li Xiaoqi, it would be terrible.

"How did you run?" Wang Zezhi asked curiously.

"Cross the Yellow River from Xing County."

Tuomu's words were concise and to the point, but Wang Zezhi still understood.

Crossing the Yellow River from Xing County, that is to Shaanxi, opposite Xing County is Shenmu.

"You are the bravest warrior of the steppe?" Wang Zezhi said questioningly.

"That's right." Drag Mu said categorically.

"How do you prove it?"

Tuomu's face turned angry, and he said angrily: "I am a descendant of Tatar, we are born warriors on the steppe, and we don't need to prove it. ”

"Tatar?" Wang Zezhi's face froze and fell into memory.

The Tatars, that is to say the tows, were Mongols.

In fact, there were many Mongolian soldiers in the Ming Dynasty, and Yuan Chonghuan's more capable general, Man Gui, was a Mongolian.

In the twelfth century, the descendants of the Mughal Murwei multiplied, and the clans gradually distributed in the upper source of the three rivers of the present-day Onen, Klulun, and Tula rivers, and the east of the Kent Mountains, forming a tribal group.

Among them, the more famous ones are the Qiyan, Zataran, Taichiwu, Hongjira, Wulianghe and other ethnic groups and tribes.

They were accompanied by the Tatar tribe, which was nomadic in the area around present-day Lake Baikal, in the Selenga River basin on the eastern shore of Lake Baikal, and in the western part of Lake Baikal and in the upper source of the Yenisei River.

All three speak Mongolian languages.

In addition, there were three Mongolized Turkic tribes ruled by Nestorian Turkic aristocracy, namely the Kereh tribe that occupied the area around the Uighur Khan's court, the Naiban tribe to the west, and the Wangu tribe near the Yinshan region.

At that time, the Tatars were a powerful tribe known for their bravery and warlikeness.

In 1202 A.D., Genghis Khan led his army to attack the Tatars of Cha'an Tatar, Alchitatar, Duta Vutittar, and Aruhai Tatar.

The two sides met at the Ta Rang at the mouth of the Haraha River, and the Mongol army was victorious, albeit with great attrition.

In this battle, the Mongol army led by Genghis Khan killed all the people in the Tatar tribe above the chariot jurisdiction, and the remaining men, women and children were taken into slavery.

The Tatar ministry suffered such a devastating blow that it has never recovered.

In 1206 A.D., Temujin was proclaimed the Great Khan of Mongolia and named Genghis Khan on the Kulil Terrace held on the banks of the Tsuangan River, and established the Great Mongolian State.

Unexpectedly, Tuomu turned out to be a descendant of Tatar.

If that's the case, there's really no need to prove it, because they're born to be the best fighters.

When Wang Zezhi thought of the Mongolian Ministry, he thought of Lin Dan Khan.

In June, Lin Dan Khan will go south in a big way, slaughtering tens of thousands of Datong soldiers and civilians, what should I do?

Then you have to think about what Lin Dan Khan is doing now, Lin Dan Khan is pacifying the right-wing tribes, and he plans to take advantage of the weak strength of the right-wing to annex the tribes and restore the co-dominance of the Mongol Great Khan.

At this time, Guangning, the stronghold of trade between the Chahar tribe and the Ming Dynasty, had fallen, and Lin Dan Khan wanted to annex the right-wing tribes in order to take the rich "city reward" given by the Ming Dynasty to the right-wing as his own.

Although the right-wing tribes were rich, because of the early frost outside the plug, the lack of collection and the prevalence of the epidemic, the survival of the right-wing tribes largely depended on the mutual market with the Ming Dynasty to obtain huge benefits.

After Chongzhen ascended the throne, he rewarded the right-wing Mongolian tribes, so that the right-wing Mongolian tribes almost fell into a desperate situation.

The right-wing tribes have always been dissatisfied with Lin Dan Khan, although Lin Dan Khan swept the right wing with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves and won the victory, but what he obtained was a broken situation.

The land that was originally rich was displaced, but because of the war, there was a lack of livestock, and the various tribes were displaced.

Lin Dan Khan did not say that he was ruthless, but he also made a low-level mistake, he ordered the Mongol tribes to change from the Yellow Religion to the Red Religion.

The change of faith was no small matter, and it made the Mongol tribes, from the nobles to the commoners, extremely resistant, thus deepening the contradictions between the various tribes.

Wang Zezhi turned around and looked at the mop, he suddenly laughed, he thought of a plan, the plan to disintegrate Lin Dan Khan.

"Hahaha... Tatar, the bravest warrior of the steppes, good, good. ”

Wang Zezhi grabbed the shoulders of the tow wood with both hands and nodded fiercely.

"Tuomu, do you want to go back to the grassland?"

"I want to, I dream of it."

"Okay, I'll teach you to sing a song, it's a song about the grassland."

After Wang Zezhi finished speaking, he walked out of the Zhongyi Hall, looked up at the stars in the sky, and began to sing.

"Blue sky

Clear waters

Green grasslands

This is my hometown

Galloping horses

White flock

And my girl

I love you my home

My home, my paradise

......”

Wang Zezhi sang, dragged Mu and listened, and he shed tears as he listened.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the prairie.

"Blue sky..."

Tuomu sang with emotion, if Wang Zezhi is a cover, then Tuomu is the original song.

His singing is full of longing for the grassland......