Chapter 806: The Moon Black Goose Soars High
It was not only Jiang Bin who was looking forward to the snow, but also the Tumo River, where the city was scheduled to be built in Zhengde, and the temporary Khan Wusu of the Tatar Department was also looking forward to it all night. 【】
After being driven out of the Central Plains, the Northern Yuan Dynasty first set the capital of Hala and Lin, and later was broken by the Ming army, and burned this place, and then Mongolia was divided into two parts, Tatar and Warat, attacking each other, Hala and Lin changed hands several times, almost into ruins, and the same as the Mongolian Yuan, became a historical relic.
After that, the Tatars and Varat also lost the so-called capital or the Golden Horde, and in the case of Tatar, where the main force of the little prince was, the Golden Horde was located. During the Yongle period, the Tatars were mainly active in the area of Mount Kent Khan and Lake Belga, while the Warat was more in the area of the Altai Mountains, because they were on the defensive side at that time, so the farther away from the Ming Dynasty was the better.
Later, the Ming Dynasty was gradually destroyed, and the two departments also went south and eastward, moving the Golden Horde to Daqingshan, that is, the area of Yinshan, so as to launch an invasion of the Ming Dynasty from time to time.
Historically, in the Jiajing period a few decades later, the power of the Tatar tribe was completely stabilized, and Altan Khan also chose Tumochuan as the king's tent, and gathered countless skilled craftsmen to build a majestic city here, which was named naturalized by the Ming Dynasty.
In the Zhengde period, although the Tatars did not have the strength to build a city, their understanding of this land was consistent with that of later generations, so the current Tumo River can be regarded as the golden horde of the Tatar department.
However, the reason why Wusu was stationed here was not only because he wanted to reflect the majesty of the Great Khan, he just wanted to stay away from Xinghe, to be precise, to be further away from Xuanfu.
Xinghe is the original location of his tribe, where it is very close to the side wall of the Ming Dynasty, it is very convenient, the water and grass there are also very lush, the northwest is Angu Linao, and there is the Haliutu River, which is a pretty good place. When the little prince was there, he was also a little covetous about this place, but he weighed the pros and cons, and he was unwilling to completely tear his face with the Wusu Department, so he didn't do it.
But now, it has become a terrible place, and the Ming army has built a Beijing Temple in the north of Yehuling with tens of thousands of heads! Usu didn't see it with his own eyes, but he knew very well where those heads came from, and there were quite a few people in them, whose identities were still above him before, and there were not a few people in his own tribe.
Every time he thought about it, he felt a cold air coming up from his spine, pulling out the cold.
After escaping from Datong, he still wanted to return to Xinghe first, rectify his troops, and regroup. But after getting rid of the entanglement of the fire sieve, before he began to travel east, he found that the people who were supposed to gather in Xinghe had already scattered birds and beasts, and ran everywhere.
He can understand the fear of the herdsmen, after all, the grassland people have just experienced a once-in-a-century fiasco, only in the years when the Ming Dynasty was founded, the Ming army would be so violent, if possible, he also wanted to escape far away, just like those ancestors in Arutai.
But his intellect told him he couldn't.
Retreating into the depths of the desert, it seems safe, but in fact it is just drinking to quench your thirst. The desert is too barren, and the ancestors fled north, all out of last resort, in the desert north can recuperate and restore a part of the population, but weapons and equipment can not be replenished in the slightest.
A few decades ago, the reason why the grassland people were able to make a comeback was because they could get this supplement from the Ming Dynasty, and before plundering, they could arm themselves by trading and obtaining weapons and equipment. But now, Wusu is clearly aware of his situation, and those friendly and good people in Daming are probably gone.
At least in the year after the end of the war, no matter what method he used, he couldn't get even an iron pot from Daming. Realizing that Da Ming is going to play the real thing, how can Wusu not worry?
He was very panicked, you know, many things on the grassland are not self-sufficient, in addition to iron, salt and food are essential, if the Ming Dynasty really strictly implements the blockade policy, let alone self-strengthening, their end can only be to gradually weaken until they perish.
Therefore, although the shadow of the Yingzhou War still loomed over his heart, Wusu still refused to go away, he worked hard to integrate the interior of Tatar, and actively attracted foreign aid.
He gave up his previous suspicions and sent a messenger to the fire sieve again, stating his interests and hoping that the other party would cooperate; He did not let go of an enemy like Uliangha, and handed out an olive branch at the first time, trying to turn enemies into friends; Even small countries such as Turpan in the Western Regions, he also tried to find a way to contact them.
The Ming Guards were very strong, and if they were to fight head-on, he would not have the slightest confidence that he would win. However, the Ming border is long, if all the forces work together, avoid the heavy and light, but let the Ming take care of one and lose the other, although the Guards are strong, but if the troops are divided, maybe there will be a chance to eat the other party one bite at a time, so it is expected to reverse the situation.
The weaker the beast is, the more it should show its fangs and claws, and the experience of the years has taught Usu that it is only possible to defuse this crisis by turning defense into attack. What's more, there are still a lot of speculators in the Ming Dynasty, as long as the grassland people can show their strength, there will still be people who will waver and secretly communicate with the grassland.
The strategy is good, but the reality is brutal.
It took him nearly half a year just to gather the people. It was easy to calm the emotions of his people, and he had to face the challenge of the ambitious tribal leaders. When he fled from Xinghe, some tribes that were close to him were united, and in terms of strength, there was not much difference between these united tribes and Wusu, which made him a little anxious.
Wusu did not expect to have the authority of the little prince, in addition to strength, the latter also had the most noble blood in the steppe; He also knew that now was not the time for a civil war, because tens of thousands of Ming troops had already entered the border passes, and they could be killed in the grassland at any time.
He only hoped to reach a consensus with these leaders and form a relatively loose alliance to jointly attack the Ming Dynasty. Leading such a war, even if it is just a false name, as long as he obtains the results, his prestige will naturally rise, if he fails, what difference does it make if he is not the king of the Khan?
Reasoning with a shepherd who only knows how to speak with a knife is about as difficult as playing the harp to a cow, and Usu has been working on this for several months in the autumn and winter, but with little success. Most of the leaders didn't realize the severity of the situation, and they who had not experienced the Battle of Yingzhou naively thought that the Ming Dynasty was still the same as before, and the crisis was not imminent.
If it weren't for the defeat of those remnants of the army who retreated from Yingzhou, Wusu would almost have given up, but fortunately, with these people, under their appearance, those leaders finally calmed down and were willing to listen to Wusu carefully.
It's just that his current state is still far from Wusu's goal, so he is looking forward to the arrival of heavy snow. Although he didn't sell outside like Jiang Bin and the monkey every day, and went through the back door or something, he also sent people to watch outside every day, and secretly instructed the shamans in the clan to pray to the immortal heaven and say that the snow would fall early.
"Great Khan, it's snowing, it's snowing!" Finally, it seemed that the bad luck of the year had come to an end, and on this day, when Wusu was worried in the tent, there was a sudden burst of cheers outside, and then, a heavy footsteps sounded outside the tent, and the door of the tent was lifted, revealing a big red face, which was the attendant who was ordered to look at the sky.
"Okay, great." Usu was overjoyed, and strode out of the tent, and when he looked up, he saw pieces of goose feather-like snowflakes fluttering down, falling on the tents, on the ground, and on the shepherds' bodies, and in an instant they were white.
From a distance and near, everyone was cheering happily, the pressure brought to them by Yingzhou's fiasco was too great, too heavy, and the guards who defeated the elite of the king's tent were now killing Hukou, in Yehuling, before the snow fell, they could be killed at any time.
The herdsmen are also reluctant to go far away from the desert north, and the hardships of crossing the desert will not be known to those who have not experienced it, not to mention, the north is not a peaceful place.
On the other side of the desert, the Kazan Khanate was at war with several principalities of barbaric Russia. Now is not the time for the Mongols to be at their peak, when the principalities had nothing to do with the descendants of Genghis Khan, but now they have shown their minions.
"The snow fell so early, this is the blessing of the Immortal Heaven, so that we Tatars have a chance to recuperate, and when the spring opens next year, we will go south with all our strength and snatch back all the things we have lost!" Usu raised his arms and shouted.
He was glad that the snow was so timely; He ridiculed that the generals of the Ming army were timid, and as a result, they missed the fighters, and by next year, the basically integrated Tatar department would not be so easy to deal with; He despised it, those cowards of Duoyan Sanwei, even said that they wanted to avoid the edge of the Ming army and move the clan!
These idiots, in the world, where is there a better and richer place than the Ming Dynasty? Give up here and go on a westward expedition, a fool would do this.
"Immortal Heaven is above......
"The Great Khan is wise!"
His cheers elicited a lot of responses, although the mainstream still praised the immortals, and many praised him, which represented the increasing prestige of his and the re-establishment of the centripetal force of the Tatar tribe. Hearing this, Wusu became more confident and more sure about the war against the Ming in the coming year.
This snow has left countless people ecstatic.
In the mouth of the tiger.
"It's finally snowing, look at this posture, the snow layer is thick enough in one day, if it rains for two or three days in a row, haha, pass on the general order, let the generals of more than 1,000 households gather in the Shuai tent!" Scarface waved his hand.
In Wild Fox Ridge.
"According to the original plan, all departments will bring enough rations for five days, attack the set target, and set off immediately, there must be no mistakes!" The big black man roared like thunder.
In Jizhen, in Liaodong...... Countless majestic voices came together.
"Kill, go out of the fortress and kill the Tartars, send troops!"
(To be continued)