It was nearly evening, and the convoy stopped near a small settlement.

The purpose of setting up camp here is to replenish the clear water, and the necessities of the grassland, food and salt, are secondary, and the most important is the clear water.

When the people of this small tribe saw that a large number of people and horses were coming from the beautifully dressed Ming army, they were all frightened and fled, but a few centurions of the Tatar cavalry led people to stop them, saying that they were sent by the Ming Dynasty to negotiate, not to fight.

"Wouldn't you, negotiate with so many people?" The leader of the small tribe was somewhat unconvinced.

They had suffered from the Ming army before, so they were scared.

The Ming army also often adopted a policy of harassment against Saiwai, taking advantage of the lax defense of various ethnic groups, they sent troops to burn and loot for a while in a hundred miles near the Guanwai, and then did not wait for the main force of the Tatars to arrive to the rescue, and the Ming army had already retreated to the Great Wall.

Of course, it is unfortunate that these herdsmen who are not strong in combat effectiveness are unlucky, and there are a lot of personnel losses every time, not to mention material losses, the Ming army is like locusts, and wherever it passes, there will not be a single grass left.

Although the Ming army's approach was somewhat lacking in morality, people from both sides did so, and the Tatar cavalry attacked the pass, which was a hundred times more barbaric and cruel than the Ming army's approach.

The centurion could not answer the doubts of the chief, and they also wondered, why did the negotiating mission bring so many people to protect it? Why would they be allowed in?

They knew that their Highness only brought 300 guards to negotiate the customs, and the Ming army was 30 times stronger.

But this is not a matter for them to worry about, their task is to protect the mission to reach the city of Bansheng to have the most important negotiation in the history of the king of Alta, if the negotiation goes well, a hundred years of peace can be expected, if it fails, of course, what should be done.

These Tatar cavalry have become numb to the peace talks, and they have no good feelings, but they hope to fight with the Ming Dynasty every year, so that they can attack the flowers and rivers of the Ming Dynasty and loot at will, and rob once enough to nourish for many years.

Of course, every time it is accompanied by a large number of losses, these cavalry do not think about this, they all think that it will not be themselves who will die, it must be someone else.

"We're just here to replenish the water, we won't bother you, you can live here in peace. We'll leave tomorrow morning. A centurion said to the leader of the small tribe.

"My lord, why are we negotiating with them? Could it be that our fighting people on the prairie are still afraid of a group of Han people who are like bears and eggs? A young herdsman shouted.

"That is, if you do it with them, you can't talk to them, these Han people are cunning and don't talk about any credit." Another herdsman shouted.

In fact, the Ming Dynasty reached several agreements with various ethnic groups outside the Saiwai, but unfortunately it was torn up by the regime outside the Saiwai a few years later, and then there was an endless war between the two sides, but of course the people in power outside the Saiwai blamed the Ming court, saying that the Ming court unilaterally tore up the agreement and launched an attack on them.

"Okay, the border pass of the Ming Dynasty is there, you go to attack tomorrow, no one will stop you." The other centurion sneered.

These two herdsmen had no electricity at that time, and it was too late for them to hide from the Ming army, where did they dare to attack the border passes of the Ming Dynasty, and it was not this way to send people's heads.

"Shut up for me, the Great Khan's decision must be the revelation of the Immortal Heaven, how can you be allowed to talk too much." The leader of the tribe reprimanded the two young men in the tribe who did not know the height of the sky.

At this time, Ji Chang came over with a few guards and carried two large bags of table salt to the leader of this small tribe as a gift, which could be regarded as compensation for them to get water here.

The leader of the small tribe didn't expect this to happen, and he felt that the Ming army had never been cute, two big bags of salt, which is the most precious thing on the grassland in addition to clear water, that is, in the interior, salt is also a hard currency that passes all over the country.

"This ...... It's embarrassing, the water source is not ours, and the adults can just take it. ”

The water source on the grassland is precious, but there is no owner, unless it is a fixed settlement, there will be people who occupy the water source, anyone who wants to replenish the water has to pay money, or exchange cattle and sheep.

They are only a small water source here, and they can only survive as a small tribe, so naturally there are no big tribes to grab it.

Two large bags of salt, not to mention the leader of this small tribe, even a few centurions are red when they look at it.

His grandmother's, the Han people are rich, and it is simply unreasonable not to rob them.

It is natural to give birth to a fighting nation like ours just to rob these Han people, talk about a bird judgment.

The centurions were tormented and eager to snatch the salt immediately.

But they didn't dare, needless to say that the orders of the king of Alta were as inviolable as the holy decrees, and they were also afraid, they always felt that their two adults had fallen for the demon law, otherwise how could they have a stroke just by looking at a piece of paper?

Now Zhehan is still unconscious, although Monno is awake, he still can't speak, the corners of his mouth are salivating, and the military doctor Ba Teng has come to the conclusion that even if Monno is cured of a stroke, at least he is half-paralyzed, and it is impossible to gallop on a horse again in the future, so he can only go home to retire and wait for the call of death.

The leader of the small tribe graciously accepted the salt, and then asked the tribe to bring a few sheep to thank him for the gift.

Seeing these two large bags of salt, the young people who were clamoring for war with the Han Chinese, or just shouting in their hearts, were silent, and their eyes were all fixed on the salt.

They have never seen such a big bag of salt, they used to drive a group of sheep to exchange for salt, and they could only get a small bag, barely enough for the people in the tribe to eat for a month or two, and they had to pay attention to light salt, not for health, but really can't afford to eat salty.

Such a big bag of salt is enough for their entire tribe to eat for a year, two bags for two years, and if it is tight, three or four years will be fine.

On the grassland, not only people have to eat salt, but also big animals have to eat salt, and if they don't eat salt, the cattle and horses will have no strength.

Moreover, none of the people had any experience in dealing with the tribes, and they were afraid that people from both sides would cause conflicts, and a Tatar thousand-man army in the middle was there as a barrier, which was also arranged.

Moreover, he is teaching Baten acupuncture in a tent that has been set up.

Ba Teng only now has time to treat Zhehan and Meng Nuo well, and he still learned some acupuncture from Guo Zhong, but it seems that what he learned is at most one of the fur in the acupuncture of the Guo family.

This shouldn't be a matter of hiding his secrets, and his father is more enthusiastic and helpful than him, although he has never taught a disciple, but as long as someone is willing to learn, he will not hesitate to teach.

However, the family also has its own secrets, that is, the set of acupuncture methods that they are good at, and of course, there are some prescriptions that are not passed on.

Moreover, what is being taught to Ba Teng now is the part of acupuncture that can be passed on to the outside world, which can also be said to be the fur part, and he has already heard Ba Teng's blood boiling, as if a new world has opened up in front of his eyes.

Moreover, he was taught a total of 36 stitches, 36 fingerings, each of which corresponds to a stitch, and they can be used with each other, so there are too many variations.

"How did my father teach you in the first place?"

Besides, after teaching for a while, I don't think it's quite right, this guy has never studied the relationship systematically at all, and he dares to say that he has learned medical skills from his father, which is simply a shame for his father.

"This ......" Ba Teng blushed, and it took a long time to explain that he had not learned from the system of the clock, but when he was practicing medicine, he lived in his house, and when he treated patients, he watched from the sidelines and remembered it carefully.

Baten was very curious at the time, wondering how a silver needle could cure the disease, and began to ask questions.

Zhong Zhong was also idle, so he explained to Ba Teng, who was still a minor at the time, what acupuncture was all about, and then explained it to him when he was treating people.

This is not an apprenticeship at all, but a popular science.

Later, in order to increase his perceptual understanding, he also pricked a few stitches on Batten's body, and these few stitches led Batten into the door of medicine.

Later, when Zhong gave acupuncture to people, he sometimes asked Ba Teng to pierce twice, which were very easy to find acupuncture points, and there were very superficial acupuncture methods.

Batten didn't really want to be a doctor at that time, he still wanted to be a warrior, which was the lofty ambition of countless young people on the grassland.

What is the purpose of being a warrior?

That is to invade the Ming Dynasty, go there to rob, rob things, rob people, and rob what you see.

This is really not funny, at that time, the biggest ambition of the nomads outside the Saiwai was to rob, and the biggest financier of the robbery was naturally the richest and occupied the best place in the Ming Dynasty.

In this way, after the bell left, the people in the clan were sick and could not find the clock, thinking that he had also learned two hands, so he asked him to prick the needle, he was also a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and he really dared to pierce, and slowly became famous, everyone said that he was a disciple of the clock, and finally the king of Alta heard his reputation and summoned him to the Praetorian Guard as a military doctor.

Besides, after learning about his experience, he couldn't cry or laugh, where is this a disciple taught by his father, isn't he just a bastard.

But anyway, it can be regarded as a bit of karma, and besides, it is very orthodox, and he began to teach acupuncture very systematically.

Baten was very serious about doing all kinds of stitching and fingering exercises on the two guinea pigs, Jehan and Monno, and they couldn't say anything anyway, if they could really say it, it must be a heartfelt thank you, probably to praise his whole family.

After tossing like this for half an hour, not to mention, Monno's crooked mouth and eyes were reset, the corners of his mouth were no longer salivating, and he spoke much more clearly, but the speed of speech was much slower, but he still couldn't stand up on his own, and he had to continue treatment.

"Thank you, Lord Baten." The first thing Monno said after he could speak clearly was to express gratitude.

"Lord Monno, don't thank me, thank you or His Highness Qincha." Batten rubbed his hands together and looked at him with infinite adoration.