Chapter 469: You Fake Love, I Fake It

No matter where it is, gold and silver are the best things to use, and the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty has been rotten for many years, and the tribes on the grassland are also in a similar state.

Or to be more precise, the corruption of the Mongols was worse than that of the Han people, and the period of the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, in addition to the territory being the largest in all dynasties, there was also the most, that is, the corruption of the officials was the head of the dynasties, and the greed for ink was outrageous, and it was unthinkable that it would come to the grassland after hundreds of years.

This trend is still spreading, Liu Shisan is not ambiguous, only followed the other party's envoy to say to wait a little, and after a while, he pulled out a box of silver in a carriage, and he didn't have to spend money on this silver, and he also made a lot of money by robbing and robbing along the way.

The box is not small, as soon as the lid is lifted, the messengers suddenly smiled, and said seriously before What is the Great Khan outside, the messenger who arranged for you not to carry out it immediately, immediately changed his expression, although it was still serious, but the meaning of the words was different:

"They are all the people of the Immortal Heaven, and it is impossible for brothers and sisters to be beaten by the wind and rain outside, even if the rules are broken, you must settle down first."

Settling down on this grassland is also simple, you are camping in place, and it can be regarded as an arrangement.

Liu Shisan naturally didn't bother with him about this, anyway, there were already fixed rules for marching and camping every day, as long as it was an order, all the staff would follow it.

After sending the silver, naturally he couldn't treat the envoy of the Khan King so slowly, someone politely stepped forward to receive him, and Liu Shisan returned to the team nonchalantly.

Since the two sides have informed each other, they can be regarded as familiar people, and since they are under the refuge of the Lost Bil Khanate, these envoys and their entourage can be regarded as officials who rule the tribe, and if they want to go in to see the situation of Liu Shisan's tribe, naturally there will be no one to stop them.

There was no reason to stop him, and the leader of the emissaries of the Obir Khanate, looking at the taxi rides and the people who were working and not paying attention to the outsiders, found that most of the people here were young men, and the number of women was very small.

This phenomenon and abundant materials further and more prove the judgment of the so-called horse bandit tribe of this envoy, the materials on the steppe are generally very tight, how can ordinary tribes have so much surplus, and where will the people have so many young and strong men, these are the most scarce in the Obir Khanate.

Liu 13 walked into the tent that had been erected, picked up the water bag placed in the corner, raised his head and drank a few sips, at this time, accompanied by the messenger's subordinates, walked in quickly, he was also a Mongolian who had been attached to the customs for a long time, after approaching Liu 13, he whispered excitedly:

"My lord, listen to those envoys, this place is not far from the Golden Horde of Obil Khan, otherwise there would not have been an envoy to stop us so soon!"

Liu Shisan frowned, and said with some confusion:

"No, didn't our guide say that it would take twenty days to walk west before we could see it?"

The guard who came in had a gloating expression on his face, and said with a smile:

"Since April, it is said that the Rakshasa people have sent more manpower, and they are fighting more and more fiercely, and this side is no longer able to support it, so the big retreat has come here, and began to gather people and horses on the grassland, preparing for a decisive battle with the Rakshasa people, and now there are more than 10,000 Ding Zhuang riding horses and their tribes have gathered over!"

Liu Shisan didn't have the slightest sympathy, took out a wine jug from his arms and threw it over, the guard took the wine jug with a smile, poured a few sips, and said:

"That person directly wooed me, saying that the tribe that followed the horse bandits had no future, so it was better to go to the Lost Bil Khanate, and have a future in life, which can be regarded as a glorious ancestor, mother, it looks like it is about to end, and he also woos me!"

He didn't continue halfway through his words, because he saw that Liu Shisan's face had changed, and he wondered if he had misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained:

"My lord, I didn't agree, but we are loyal."

Liu Shisan reacted, but waved his hand decisively and said:

"Promise him ......"

The envoys who received them at noon, when it was just dark, and the expeditionary pioneers began to prepare the materials for the campfire in the evening, and the envoys and the people they brought with them began to become active, preaching everywhere, saying that the king of Obir Khan was a descendant of Genghis Khan, and the most justifiable master of this steppe, and that only those who followed him were the real Mongol tribesmen and would be blessed by the immortal heaven.

Joining the Khan's direct tribe can be exempted from paying taxes, and the spoils of war can also be shared with a large head, and so on.

They obviously didn't do this once or twice, and there were shamans in the team, who were even more reciting words to testify to what they said.

The ordinary herdsmen in the steppe believe that one is the nobles, and the other is the shaman, and such words are obedient, and such painstaking preaching is also very effective, and after speaking there for a long time, there are really people who are incited to join the direct tribes of the Obir Khanate.

During the day, it was still a quiet tribe, but at night it was chaotic, some people wanted to leave, some people were there to persuade each other, and those herdsmen who followed the herding did not dare to say anything, but watched from a short distance, and still wondered in their hearts, there are so many Han people in it, what kind of immortal heaven to follow.

It was already to the point where they were about to draw their swords, and dozens of people were arguing loudly there, which was also all the people under Liu Shisan's command who could speak Mongolian.

"Why do you want to follow the leader of this horse thief, since I have come to such a place, I also have to serve the descendants of Genghis Khan!"

"You ungrateful bastard, the boss is so good to you......"

The envoys had a surprised expression there, in fact, they were already happy in their hearts, but they saw Liu Shisan hurriedly walking out and shouted loudly:

"What's going on, what's going on there!"

It was quiet outside, and a guard hurriedly ran to Liu 13 to explain the situation, Liu 13 was so angry that he immediately pulled out the knife, but the people who were going to leave drew their knives without showing weakness, and the two sides stared at each other like this, although the number of those who were going to leave was small, but they were not timid at all.

At this time, the envoys came over with serious faces and said quite formally:

"I really didn't expect your tribe to be so unstable, these noble young people really deserve to be punished, but who comes back, now they have come to the Obir Khanate, everyone is the people of the Khan, these people want to serve the Khan, and they are also the blood of young people!"

Hearing this, Liu Shisan, who was originally staring at him, hesitated for a while, and finally was deflated, waved his hand there, lowered his head and walked back to the tent, and after a while, a guard came out of the tent and said:

"My lord said that he has already brought people to a safe place, since you don't want to stay, I don't feel embarrassed, you can go yourself!"

This is also a normal choice, these envoys have had a similar experience in the past, what can you do if you don't agree, this is on the other party's territory after all, those two Nayan with 20,000 Dingkou, in the end, they can only helplessly return to the outside of the pass, not to mention these four or five thousand people.

In the eyes of the envoys, this Liu 13 is also a smart person, since it is split, the two sides have separated their own materials and livestock, and the group of enthusiastic people who want to serve the Khan have elected a few leaders, and found the envoy and said secretly in the four places:

"A few adults, it's really dangerous to not stay here for a long time, who knows what will happen in the middle of the night!"

Those few people are right when they hear it, now it is tense, there is a way that the night is long and the dream is more, it is better to bring people back earlier, what the Lost Bil Khanate needs most is warriors and young people, add some is some, the envoys hurriedly followed the reception of the person to say goodbye, saying that they would come here again the next day to appease, and left the shaman here, and it seemed that they would continue to preach at night, and pull people away as much as possible.

Now the appearance of the Lost Bil Khanate is already ugly, and it doesn't take any process, and it can't wait for any time, it seems that it is already oppressed.

The expeditionary pioneer team was really not far from the current Golden Horde of the Obir Khanate, and even if these people were carrying a cart, they traveled slowly, walked for two or three hours, turned around a low hill, that is, to the location of the Golden Horde, a low slope, covered with tents, and the sparkling fires in it looked quite spectacular, and when they arrived here, they naturally did not have to worry about any pursuit.

The envoy asked six or seven hundred people to stay at the edge of the camp, and at this time a team of cavalry came, and the envoy hurriedly stepped forward to contact and explain, and the final result was that the next day in the specific distribution arrangement, he would rest here tonight, since he was defecting to the other party, then naturally there would be no second words.

It was late in the night, the bonfires were gradually extinguished, and the whole golden tent was silent, and no one cared about the outermost camp, and a tent on the high slope was surrounded by carts of supplies, surrounded by the canopies of other companions.

It looked quiet, but inside the tent it was very busy, a cannon on the cart had been moved, and a dozen people lowered their voices to assemble there, the weight of this cannon was not strictly speaking, it was not a standard, between four and five pounds.

"Be quiet, be quiet, roll the medicine barrel over quickly......"

"Are you sure it's going in that direction?"

"It must be the Golden Horde over there, but I just don't know the tent."

"Whatever, let's talk about it when it's over!"