Walking into the tent with Gelehei, Yang Zhen saw that Mu Tu was sitting on the felt carpet with a gloomy face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

During this period of time, as the patriarch of the Gaiqi tribe, the pressure on Mutu became heavier and heavier. Seeing that the food was running out little by little, but there was no way to replenish it, and seeing that the winter in front of them should be colder than usual, many clansmen had different hearts.

Unlike the Han Chinese, the herders on the steppe have always been mobile. If the people are not strong enough to ensure their lives and safety, they may leave their respected chiefs and join other enemy tribes at any time. It's not about morality, it's about survival.

Naturally, Mutu knew very well the rules of survival on the steppe, and the great Genghis Khan Temujin had suffered the same situation in his childhood, not to mention the patriarch of a small tribe like him. If you can't let the people see food and hope in a short time, I'm afraid that the beggar tribe will fall apart!

Although he was upset, seeing Yang Zhen as a guest, Mu Tu still reluctantly showed a smile: "Why did Friend Yang think of coming to sit in my tent today?" Are you feeling better? ”

Although he didn't have a good impression of Tartar, Yang Zhen was grateful to Mutu and his people. Even though there was a shortage of food in their clan, they had never treated Yang Zhen and his group of guests badly. In fact, this is also the folk custom of the Mongols, although they are cruel and murderous in wartime, they treat their guests warmly and generously, and will bring out all their best things to entertain them.

Yang Zhen bowed down and said, "I came here today to bid farewell to Patriarch Mutu." Fortunately, thanks to the reception and help of everyone in the Gai Beggar Department, our brother's injuries have finally basically healed, and it is time to return to Daming. It's a pity that I don't have anything to do, otherwise I should really thank your ministry. These words are indeed from Yang Zhen's sincerity, the grace of life, and it can't be repaid in any way.

Hearing this, Mu Tu just waved his hand: "The people on our grassland have never been unable to see death without help, and our tribe has always lacked medical treatment, you can recover so quickly, or rely on your own physical foundation, I don't dare to take credit." If you really want to be grateful, thank Changsheng Heaven for sending you to our tribe. ”

Yang Zhen was more and more respectful of this unmeritorious clan leader, and he didn't want him and his Gai Qi tribe to suffer, so he said tentatively: "Patriarch Mutu, there is one thing I don't know whether to ask or not. ”

"You say." As a Mongol, Mutu was not as wise as the Han Chinese.

"Recently, I've noticed that everyone in the clan is frowning, and it seems that something is wrong. And the patriarch, you are also full of worries, but I don't know what trouble you have encountered, can you say it, see if I can help you in the future, so that I can feel at ease. ”

"This ......" After hesitating for a moment, Mu Tu still said truthfully: "Don't hide it, my clan is not rich, plus this year's year is not good, and it has been looted by the people of the Chahar Department, so the food is no longer enough for the winter...... " said with a slight sigh.

"Is this the case?" Yang Zhen showed a look of surprise on his face, in fact, he had already inquired about this matter clearly, otherwise he would not have come to test it again today: "In such a situation, is there a solution for the Mutu patriarch?" ”

Mu Tu smiled bitterly: "If there is a solution, I will not be so embarrassed." Even the tribes that are friendly with our beggar tribe are now very strapped for money, and I am afraid that it will be impossible to borrow our grain for the winter. And even if they can really lend grain this time, we may not be able to afford it next year......" After pondering for a while, Mu Tu also asked tentatively: "I wonder if Friend Yang can send us some food when he goes back to Mingguo this time?" ”

"It's a bit of a dilemma. The patriarch said that Zai Xia and these brothers are military attachés, but regardless of food, it is not easy to get a large amount of food, not to mention that the two sides have such a position, and it is even more difficult to transport grain. I also hope that the patriarch can understand that he is unwilling to help. ”

Mu Tu nodded in understanding, but the expression on his face was darker: "Since this is the case, then I won't embarrass Friend Yang, I hope you have a smooth journey." But this time, we really can't give you anything in our tribe, so I hope you don't blame it. ”

"How dare you." Yang Zhen said busily. Immediately, as if he had thought of something: "Didn't the patriarch think of using other methods to find a way out for the people in the clan?" ”

"Do you still want to mention that we should attach it to the Great Ming?" To be honest, in the face of the predicament in front of him, Mu Tu was still a little moved by this, but when he thought that he would be controlled by others after surrendering, and he would no longer be as free as before, he still couldn't make up his mind. Of course, his attitude was not as resolute as before, and he didn't know if Yang Zhen would nod if he persuaded a few more words.

But to his surprise, Yang Zhen shook his head: "Everyone has their own ambitions, and I don't dare to mention the things that are attached to you knowing that you are free by human nature." ”

"And what do you mean?" Mu Tu asked a little strangely, and then thought of something: "Are you referring to the attack on the Chahar Ministry?" ”

This time, Yang Zhen nodded and admitted without hesitation: "Exactly." The patriarch also said just now, there are also reasons why the Gai beggar tribe is facing such a predicament, don't you want to take revenge? Now that the situation is in danger, why not give it a go and take down the Chahar tribe to seize enough supplies for the survival of the clan? ”

Mu Tu's eyes flashed with a hint of intent at first, but soon, he shook his head and said, "It's easy for you to say, but it's almost impossible to implement it." We have only 342 people in the beggar department, and we have no more than 1,000 young men available. As for the Chahar tribes, not counting the small tribes attached to them, even themselves, there are five or six thousand tents, more than ten thousand young men, how can we defeat them? Even if I can convince the tribes next to me to send troops together, I'm afraid that if I go, I will send sheep into the tiger's mouth. ”

Yang Zhen quietly listened to him describe the comparison of the strength of the two sides, but said calmly: "If it is just a head-to-head confrontation, the Gaiqi Department is indeed far from being the opponent of the Chahar Department, but what if it is a strategy?" ”

"Meter?" Mu Tu frowned slightly: "What can we use to defeat the strong with the weak?" Even Genghis Khan, when he was weak, it was impossible for him to turn against the big clans like Zamuhe and Wang Han, let alone meet them with swords. ”

Yang Zhen smiled faintly, he knew that he was already six or seven points sure of this matter. Although Mu Tu has not yet adopted his meaning, it can be heard from his words that he is just afraid of difficulties and feels that things cannot succeed, rather than thinking about any friendship or fear of being used by himself as a Han Chinese. After all, the current embarrassing situation has caused him a headache, and the thought of the next winter makes him even more desperate. Now all he needed was a strategy that would convince him to take the risk, a way that at least looked like it would work.

"After autumn, all the departments of the grassland are used to going out to hunt, right? I wonder how many people will be dispatched from the Chahar Ministry? Yang Zhen didn't rush to explain his strategy, but asked such a sentence.

Mu Tu faintly thought of something, but still said truthfully: "In order to survive the winter, we will all think of storing enough food in the autumn." Therefore, most of the men in the ministry will go out hunting. However, on the Chahar side, because of the large population, the thick family background, and other ways to get food, at most half of the people will be sent to hunt. But even this half of the people are not something we can deal with. ”

Yang Zhen nodded in surprise: "Then the big brains and the important people in their department will take people to hunt?" ”

"That's natural. We Mongolians have always respected martial arts, and as the head of a department, we have to take the lead in battle, let alone hunting. Presumably, he must have been out hunting during this time. ”

As soon as Yang Zhen heard this, his heart became even more determined: "Since this is the case, then I feel that my plan is feasible." It depends on whether the Mutu patriarch has the determination to gamble on this. ”

"What's the strategy?" Seeing Yang Zhen's confident appearance, Mu Tu felt a little excited in his heart. If he can really get food from the Chahar Ministry, it will be very good for him in terms of fame and benefits.

Yang Zhen smiled faintly, and then slowly explained his strategy.

Although Mu Tu knew that the strategy Yang Zhen was going to say must be very vicious, after listening to Gelhei's translation, he still felt a chill down his spine, because this strategy was too vicious, even a wise person like him had never had such an idea.

Is this how insidious the Han people are? Mu Tu thought to himself, and couldn't help but glance at Yang Zhen with some vigilance.

Although Yang Zhen knew that his strategy would bring about such consequences, in order to realize his plan, he could only treat it as nothing. After a while, he asked, "I don't know what Patriarch Mutu thinks?" Is this feasible? ”

After being silent for a while, Mu Tu had to nod admittedly: "Although Friend Yang's strategy may take a certain risk, I feel that it is very likely to succeed. After all, they couldn't have imagined that we would do such a trick. ”

Yang Zhen still just smiled, he was still very confident in his strategy. Now he just waited for the other party to make up his mind, and he believed that in the case that there was almost no other way out, Mu Tu would still choose to adopt his own suggestion even if he was unwilling.

Sure enough, after some hesitation and entanglement, Mu Tu finally gritted his teeth and said, "I have decided to follow your plan and leave the pain to the Chahars!" As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Zhen again: "Can Friend Yang leave later, so as to see the outcome of this matter." ”

"Since this plan was devised from below, I should be responsible for it to the end." Yang Zhen nodded in response.