When Wang Huan said this, he said it with a smile, but in Bental Khan's ears, it was like a sword stabbing him, and the cold murderous aura between the words made goosebumps stand up all over his body, and he couldn't help but look at the Ming army general wearing a rattan armor on the opposite side in surprise.

There were two people sitting in the room, and four people were standing, two each from the Ming army and the Zasaks.

One of the two Zasak Mongols was an old man, with a white beard hanging down his chest, and wore an expensive blue silk robe similar to that of Bental Khan, with a red brocade sash and cowhide boots, and a four-lined hat in contrast to Bental Khan's bald head with a tuft of hair on his forehead.

The other person was like a sturdy mountain of meat, nearly seven feet tall, his head almost reached the beams of the house, tall and fat, a head was as big as a winter melon, the hem of the Mongolian robe was lowered by him and hung down to his waist, covering his upper body, and the thick chest hair on his chest was arrogantly facing Wang Huan.

Compared to him, the elderly Mongol standing beside him was as small as a child.

And Wang Huan's side was followed by Mi Layin and Ma Wannian.

In order to show their sincerity, neither party brought knives into the house, but Wang Huan had no doubt that once he turned his face, that Roshan could strangle everyone in the room with an arm as thick as an ordinary person's thigh.

At this moment, feeling the murderous aura between Wang Huan's words, the Roshan giant jumped up violently, and the giant foot took a step forward, and he wanted to make a move, Ma Wannian and Mi Layin, the muscles of their bodies suddenly tightened, like two springs with excellent texture, and jumped in front of the giant man.

Wang Huan didn't raise his eyelids, he still looked at Bental Khan with a smile, but his eyes were extremely sharp, so that as long as Bental Khan did it, the giant man had not yet come close, and the Han man in front of him could wring off his head with his bare hands.

With a wave of his hand, Bentar Khan let the impatient giant retreat.

Ma Wannian and Mi Layin looked at Wang Huan, who was as immobile as a mountain, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated to the same place.

Ma Wannian felt that on his back, cold sweat was slowly flowing down his back, the deterrent power of the giant man was too strong, he really wanted to do it, he was afraid that he was not enough for others to strike a blow.

"Lord Wang, the lion is a giant beast of the Western Regions, this thing will never boast, it will only roar among the beasts and devour all enemies." Bentar Khan held the tea cup, gently shook the tea in it, and said, "But it doesn't matter, whether you are lions or not, it has nothing to do with me, let's talk about business." ”

Wang Huan smiled even more, he put the teacup in his hand, and said, "Okay!" Please make an offer. ”

"Twenty taels of silver for a horse, the old price, no two words." Bentar Khan said in a deep voice: "This price, General Mi knows, one hand of money and one hand of goods. ”

"No problem." Wang Huan said indifferently: "When will it be delivered?" ”

Bentar Khan thought for a while, turned around and whispered a few words to the white-bearded old man, then turned his head back and said: "Ten days later, at the Frontal Fort ten miles away from here, the armor soldiers on both sides shall not exceed five hundred people each, and they shall not carry firearms. We will drive 3,000 horses, you bring 60,000 taels of silver, one hand of money and one hand of horses, and those who commit fouls will be destroyed! Immortal Heaven won't bypass him either! ”

Wang Huan nodded his head in agreement without blinking, the business was negotiated like this, it was a little sloppy, Bentar hesitated a little, it seemed that the transaction with the Han people had never been so smooth in the past.

He sat there and twisted his body, and found that there was really nothing to say, so he stood up and wanted to leave, and said casually to Wang Huan in a rough voice: "Since this is the case, then disperse, Lord Wang, see you in ten days!" ”

He flicked his robe, turned and walked away.

Wang Huan didn't get up, he picked up the teapot again, slowly poured another cup of tea for himself, his movements were leisurely and natural, and he said slowly as if he was talking to himself: "The tea and horse market has been stopped for more than ten years, I don't know if anyone will respond if it reopens now?" ”

Bentar, who walked to the door, suddenly turned around and stared at his eyes wide, and said in disbelief: "What? ”

"Horses for salt, horses for iron, exchange of what is available, the name of mutual market." Wang Huan played with the coarse porcelain tea cup in his hand, but his eyes glanced at Bentar at the door, and he didn't know who to speak: "There was a mutual market in the Song Dynasty, and there was a mutual market in the Ming Dynasty, but in the past ten years, it was broken, and I don't know where the herdsmen on the grassland buy salt and iron, and the Jurchens in the east will supply these things to the people on the grassland, and without the salt and iron, can the herdsmen survive just by eating beef and mutton?" ”

He babbled and said, with every word, Bentar moved a step closer to him, and by the time he finished speaking, Bentar had already sat back in his seat, glaring at Wang Huan with eagerness.

The days on the grassland, grazing horses and sheep, green grass, blue sky and white clouds, freedom, sounds beautiful, but the actual life is not as easy as this.

Because they have no agricultural ability, no understanding of mining engineering, and lack of smelting technology, the grassland tribes are unable to make iron tools, cannot produce cotton weaving, and their production capacity stays in the extremely backward primitive era, compared with the Central Plains culture, there is a world of difference.

Salt, iron, cloth, tea, pots and pans, etc., all the necessary items of production and life, all the goods of production and life, must be obtained by trading with the Han people, from the Spring and Autumn Period, the exchange between the nomads and the farming peoples in the northern steppes began.

However, this kind of exchange is full of blood and fire, and the Great Wall is a great relic of this way of exchange.

From the Xiongnu to Genghis Khan, and then to the thorns, Tatars, all continued the consistent policy of robbing, robbing, robbing, the huge cultural differences led to the Han people looking down on the Mongols, and the Mongols also looked down on the weak Han people, but the demand for salt and iron and other materials must be met, so for hundreds of years, war and bloodshed have been accompanied by the passage of time, swords and swords flashed in every historical fragment, until the Sui Dynasty, the emergence of the tea and horse market.

The mutual market is a reluctant compromise of the war, and the two sides can trade goods in the mutual market, either in silver or barter. For the Han people in the south, it avoided the northern captives, and for the Hu people in the north, it also avoided the danger of death.

The Ming Dynasty has 11 mutual markets on the nine sides, from the ice and snow of Liaodong to the desert yellow sand in the northwest, every year at the beginning of spring, the mutual market is opened, the grassland herdsmen who have survived the white plague drive the sheep and horses in groups, flock to the border pass, and the merchants from all over the country who come from the hinterland, exchange all their things, bargaining, lively and extraordinary.

The Khalkha Zasak people have been doing business in the mutual market of Gansu Town for a long time, although every once in a while, before the arrival of winter, they will still go to the border pass to plunder and fight the autumn wind, but the existence of the mutual market makes them have a lot less time to mess around.

When Bentar Khan was a child, his father took him to the mutual market many times, and an ignorant child, looking at many things in the mutual market that he had never seen before, the novelty and longing took deep root in his young heart.

However, after the defeat of Lin Dan Khan, the male of the grassland, and the collective subordination of the entire Mongol Mongols to the Jurchen lord Huang Taiji during the Chongzhen period, the civil officials of the Ming court could not tolerate the Mongols who followed the Jurchens to fight with themselves while earning the silver goods of the Ming Dynasty.

As one of the most powerful tribes of the Khalkha tribe, the Zasak Bentar has been worried about the livelihood of the tribe since he inherited his father's throne, relying on the grassland to eat, unable to resist the white plague that comes almost every year, and the mutual market is closed again, so he has to pick up the long knife and repeat the work of the ancestors to loot, in addition, he also hides from the Jurchens and does some things to buy and sell horses in the Ming Dynasty.

So at this moment, when he heard Wang Huan mention the mutual market, his heart immediately came up.

"Lord Wang, did you mention the mutual market?" Bentar looked at Wang Huan with bright eyes, he knew that the Jurchens were the same as himself, they would not do anything but rob, they had been robbed and burned, and the things they had robbed could only be used for a while, what should they do in the future? If you want to think about it in the long run, you have to open a mutual market to be more reliable.

Wang Huan raised his eyelids and looked at Bentar with a smile: "King Khan is interested in this?" ”

Bentar is very young, only thirty years old at this time, although he is old compared to Wang Huan, but among the Mongolian tribes, he is an extremely outstanding young hero, known for his courage and wisdom on the grassland, he looked at Wang Huan's somewhat annoying smiling face, a creepy feeling of impatience arose, and he immediately became alert.

"Just ask, and if you want to say it, I'll listen to it." Bentar sat up straight, and just now, because of his eagerness, he put his face in front of Wang Huan.

Wang Huan shook the teacup, and the coarse porcelain teacup fell to the ground with a "pop".

Before everyone in the room came back to their senses, Wang Huan stood up suddenly, his expression changed, and his face suddenly turned red with anger.

"Bental Khan! You are the descendant of Genghis Khan, and what you have in your body is the blood of the Golden Family! is extremely noble, is he willing to follow the Jurchens forever and be a poor beggar? Wang Huan's voice was like a thunderbolt, his words were like a bell, and he shouted at Bentar as if he was teaching his grandson: "The mutual market is interactive, without the tranquility of the grassland, without the support of the Ming Dynasty, where is the mutual market?" If there are not enough sheep, horses, cows and llamas, what do you take to the mutual market? How much of the tribute does the Jurchen take from your tribe every year? Every time you fight, how many of your warriors die in a foreign land? Did they die for their own tribal families? No! They died in vain, and they were substituted for the Jurchens! ”

"The descendants of Genghis Khan should be fearless and extremely self-respecting, no one can enslave them, only immortality, can be above them, the Jurchens are just Liaodong savages, why let the Khalkha be their Aha's slaves?"

"Lin Dan Khan is respectable, he would rather die in battle than live in humiliation, ******** steppe has become a hunting ground for the Jurchens, where Temujin was born, every inch of land is sacred, Bentar, have you forgotten your ancestors? Could it be that all the grasslands except Lin Dan Khan are cowardly and pitiful insects? ”

Wang Huan roared, sweeping away the indifferent appearance that was quiet just now, like a roaring beast, dancing excitedly, and the sound almost wanted to lift the thatch full of holes in the roof.

He lowered his head sharply and quickly pressed his face in front of Bental's face, so startled that Bental, who was still in a daze by what he had just said, almost fell.

"I open a mutual market, and on this condition, I am willing to become an ally with you and never betray!" Wang Huan gritted his teeth and said to Bentar word by word: "When I fight against Donglu, you have to stand on my side, and when I capture Shenyang, I will assign ******** grassland to you Khalkha as your permanent habitat!" ”

The Mongolian giant, blocked the door, saw that Wang Huan was almost together with Bentar, let out a beastly howl from his throat, took a huge stride, "tom tom" rushed over, and the earth house trembled in his footsteps.

Wang Huan stared at Bental's eyes, his gaze so hot that it melted ice.

Bentar reached out at the right time when the giant man was about to rush to his side, signaling him not to make a mistake.

The giant man froze, then stopped and retreated.

Wang Huan raised his body, took a step back, and sat down slowly.

Bentar Khan had regained his composure, and his cold gaze was firmly fixed on Wang Huan, like two sharp blades.

Wang Huan didn't care, looked at him, and was not afraid.

"What you did just now is very dangerous." Bentar said slowly: "The heroes of the grassland are not something that you Han people can insult. ”

"It's not me who insults you, it's the Jurchens." Wang Huan said immediately.

Bentar looked at Wang Huan with a complicated expression: "The Jurchens are equal allies with us, not masters and servants, this is the time of the white horse's blood oath, and the emperor Taiji promised us that it is useless for you to sow discord." ”

"Allies?" Wang Huan laughed and said, "Have you ever seen an ally as a gunman?" How can a true ally ask the other side to pay tribute to the best horses and the strongest warriors? If what you said is correct, then it is also for the Yehe tribe and the Chahar tribe, and for you Khalkha tribe, Huang Taiji and Dolgon, can it give you a trace of benefits? ”

This was going to die, and Bental's forehead was bruised, because Wang Huan was on point.

After the defeat of the Khalkha tribe of Lin Dan Khan's Chahar tribe to the Jurchens, the only remaining Mongol tribes in southern China resisted the Jurchens until the last moment, so the Jurchen Qing court did not treat them very much, except for letting them go out of the army, never giving rewards and rewards, even if they had won something in the battle, they also received very little.

Bental Khan is a high-minded and arrogant man, who has a slight complaint about the Jurchen's favoritism, and secretly has a grudge, and the people in the tribe also feel this way, Wang Huan's words are just a bucket of oil poured on the already burning resentment and anger.

Or gasoline.

Bentar's face turned blue, then he thought for a while, then suddenly laughed, pointed at Wang Huan and said: "What a sharp mouth, I almost caught your way, Lord Wang, Wang Zongbing, tell me, why are you so confident?" Hit Shenyang? Give me********? What do you rely on to guarantee? ”

"There are no guarantees." Wang Huan put away his smile and said seriously: "If you have to say it, Haoge's failure is a guarantee, and next, Azig's failure will also be a guarantee." ”

Bentar frowned, although he was in the grassland desert, but he had also heard of the war situation in the south, Haoge was blocked in Sichuan, and he couldn't advance half a step for a few months, which was equivalent to the news that he was defeated and returned to Beijing, he knew it, and he also knew that it was a good thing that Wang Huan had done, so he was willing to take the risk to get together with Wang Huan today to see who the Han people who defeated Haoge were.

But when Wang Huan said that he wanted to defeat Azig, he didn't believe it.

"Azig is the Prince of England, this time the rebellion is in Datong, and there will be no less army with him, you said it so early, Haikou is too big, right?" Bentar said.

"Whether it's Haikou or not, we'll know when the time comes." Wang Huan said solemnly: "But one thing is clear, if we form an alliance, it will be a real alliance, advance and retreat together, live and die together!" ”

(End of chapter)