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Planting a grain in spring and harvesting 10,000 stone of grain in autumn is a consistent saying of farming nations. The nomads of the steppes are also busy harvesting in autumn, either slaughtering fattened cattle and sheep to store their meat, or going out to hunt and bring more game back to the tribe in preparation for the long winter when they can no longer graze.

Whether you're a small tribe with a few hundred tents or a large tribe with tens of thousands of young people, when autumn comes, the action is the same. Because only in this way can the nomads, who are extremely dependent on the sky and eat, survive the terrible winter. Otherwise, they can only hit the Han people in the south.

However, judging from the current comparison of the strength of Mongolia and Ming, it is no longer so realistic and easy for the tribes on the grassland to supplement themselves by robbing the border areas of the Ming Dynasty, and it may even bring them endless trouble. The Mongolian steppe is not what it was a few decades ago.

Of course, this kind of hunting for survival also has a positive effect on the nomads, because they hunt all year round and can shoot the fleeing beasts, so they have practiced their excellent archery skills, so that they have been in an active attack position when fighting against the Han people in the south. And the sense of accomplishment brought by hunting is far from being comparable to farming, when you bring back a cart full of prey after ten or twenty days of hard work, and the whole clan looks at you with adoring eyes, you must be full of pride and pride......

As on many occasions before, the Chahar tribesmen waited for the patriarch to bring back their harvest after they had left from hunting. Although for them, even if they don't shoot this year, they can survive the long winter, but the tradition cannot be lost.

So when they saw a large group of men and horses appearing in front of the tribe from a distance, many of the women and children smiled happily, and some even cheered to greet them.

It's just that when they ran to the people who came, and recognized that it was not their patriarch and warrior, the smiles on their faces were replaced by doubt. Although the other people in front of them had humble and friendly smiles on their faces, and there were plenty of food and wine jars in the Lele cart behind them, this unprecedented situation still made the people of the Chahar tribe feel a little strange.

It's not that they haven't been given anything before, on the contrary, as one of the few powerful tribes in the steppe, the Chahar gets a lot of tribute every year from the small tribes that are attached to it. But as it is today, when winter is approaching, and almost half of the small tribes are sent food for the winter, it has never happened.

Although things are a little strange, since they are supplies sent to the door, there is no reason for the Chahars to push them out. Soon, the matter was reported to the middle of the tribe, in the huge tent. Now the temporary patriarch, the big-brained brother Heqisi, who handles the affairs of the clan, only smiled slightly when he heard this: "It seems that a small tribe who wants to belong to us has come to give gifts, let them come first." ”

Although it is reported that there are more than 1,000 people who sent things this time, in the eyes of Heqisi, this point of people is not a threat at all. You must know that even if the big brain takes away nearly half of the warriors in the clan, there are still four or five thousand young people who can fight here in Chahar, and he doesn't believe that any tribe will eat the bear's heart and leopard gall and dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

A moment later, the two leading men were brought to Heqisi. He looked at the two of them carefully, one was a middle-aged man with a red and black face and a thoughtful appearance, and the other looked six or seven points similar to him, but he was only in his early twenties, obviously the son of this middle-aged man. Obviously, the young man was still very immature, and he had never seen any big scenes, and in the face of the row of majestic Chahar warriors in the tent, he didn't even dare to look at it, and kept lowering his eyelids, looking respectful.

He Qisi seems to have a little impression of this middle-aged man, and he should have met before. So he nodded at him: "What kind of tribe are you, why did you send us such a generous gift?" ”

"I am Mu Tu, the patriarch of the Gai Qi tribe......" After hearing the other party report his origin and name, Heqisi's face changed slightly. He had heard his brother say that when he went to Mingguo to do business this time, he also snatched a handful of the beggar department by the way, why did their patriarch actually send something to the door today?

Mongolian men are all straightforward and temperamental, and when they have doubts in their hearts, they ask them bluntly. After hearing his question, Heqisi noticed that hatred flashed on the young man's face, and Namutu also showed a little embarrassment and resentment, but soon, he endured it again: "I have come this time to ensure the safety of our beggar department. At the same time, he said in his heart that he was not lying, and he was indeed here for this today, but the way might be a little different from what the other party thought.

Sure enough, after hearing him say this, a smug smile appeared on Heqisi's face, and this pleasure of conquering others was always intoxicating: "You mean that you sent those things because you were worried that our Chahar Department would attack you again?" ”

"This is only one aspect, and because ......" Mu Tu said and gritted his teeth, and then continued: "A few days ago, Tai Ji led troops through our tribe again, threatening to ask me to pay tribute to these things, otherwise they would attack our tribe again after the autumn hunt, I have no choice, this is ......" He said, and he glanced at He Qisi hatefully. And Wu Jiang beside him lowered his head, obviously feeling unbearable humiliation.

When Heqisi heard this, he laughed. He admired his patriarch brother more and more. Other people's autumn hunting is just to hunt some wild beasts, but he is good, and by the way, he also sent so many food and materials, although these things are nothing to the Chahar Department, but they are also income, right? He believed that under the leadership of the big brain, the Chahar tribe would definitely become the most powerful tribe on the grassland, and it would not be difficult to replace the now old Alda!

Soon, however, he thought of the two men in front of him and the people of the Gai Beggar tribe who had come with them. If it had been before, he would have gladly accepted these gifts, and then casually sent them back. But this time, when he felt that his tribe would have a great future, he felt that he should do something for his brother.

In the steppe, if you want to be strong, population is an indispensable prerequisite. And the most effective and simple way to increase the population is to get those small tribes to come under their own tent and become their own tribes. Since the Ghaqi tribe has shown a certain degree of submission, it is time for him to help his brother win them over from fear to awe of the Chahar tribe.

Thinking of this, Heqisi's arrogant expression just now was a pang, and his expression eased: "It's really good that you can obey the will of my Chahar Department to send these, and I thank you for your gift on behalf of Taiji." It is not easy for you to come to our tribe far away, so rest here for a few days, and then go back to your own tribe when Taiji Qiu returns from the hunt. In the meantime, we at the Chahar Department will treat you well. ”

Hearing him say this, Mu Tu's heart was in ecstasy, but he quickly suppressed this emotion, and let his face only show a flattered look of apprehension, and nodded again and again: "Since it is the meaning of the big clan, of course I Mutu dare not disobey." ”

Before coming here, he had discussed with Yang Zhen the various situations that might be encountered in this operation. If the other party only accepts the things and sends them away, then they will have to hide in the vicinity and wait for the opportunity to come. And whether that thing can succeed or not depends on God's arrangement.

But now, now that Heqisi has kept them all, there is more than an eighty percent chance of winning the matter. When Xie Heqisi set up a tent with his people and stayed here, Mutu's heart kept pounding, and he didn't know when his plan would be implemented at the earliest.

And Wujiang, who was staying with Yang Zhen and them at this time, was also dressed as Mongolians at this time, mixed in the middle of the Gai beggar people, but there was no flaw.

After listening to Wujiang's story, Yang Zhen also had a cold smile on his face: "It seems that they themselves are also helping us deal with them." The most important thing now is to let them eat what we have sent, but this depends on your father and son, I hope the Mutu patriarch can succeed. ”

"I don't think that's a problem. Since they can let us stay, it means that they are very comfortable with us, and as long as this reason is appropriate, they are not afraid that they will not be tricked. ”

"Hmm." Yang Zhen nodded approvingly: "But the stakes are very high, we must be careful, and we must not let them see the problem." It's better to wait a little longer than to rush. Anyway, there is still time, so the brain hair will not come back in the short term. ”

"Okay, I'll go back and tell my father." Wu Jiang nodded. In this incident, he was already very impressed by Yang Zhen's ability, so no matter what he said now, Wujiang would obey his words.

However, neither Yang Zhen nor Wujiang noticed that when they were talking quietly, a man in rags who looked like a slave not far away was pricking up his ears and listening to the conversation between the two of them. This slave, who is extremely common in all parts of the grassland and is easy to be ignored, also had a strange cold light in his eyes after listening to their words: "This should be the best and only chance I am waiting for, right?" ”