Chapter 812: Everyone is Busy
In this winter of the fifth year of Zhengde, from Saibei to Jiangnan, from the East China Sea to the South Sea, many people were not idle. ใReading.comใ
The new Khan Usu of the Tatar Ministry was busy fleeing for his life, as if history were repeating itself, and he had fled in such a mess as the winter of the previous year. After a difficult trek, when he finally crossed the snowfield and crossed the Great Green Mountain, he looked back gloomily and found that there were only a few thousand remnants of soldiers left with him.
At this moment, he remembered the ancestors of countless grasslands...... In the era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, in the confrontation with Liu Che, he fled countless times, from Monan to Mobei, and finally even ran to the unknown land in the west; Jie Li, who opposed Tang Taizong, took advantage of the civil strife in the Central Plains and claimed to be the king for several years. But when Li Shimin swept away the heroes and freed his hands, Jieli's nightmare came, and the Turks were defeated in the first battle of Dingxiang, and the Great Khan Jieli only barely escaped to Tuyuhun and was captured.
In this sense, Usu felt that his luck was a little better than that of his ancestors.
Similarly, compared to the Mongol ancestors such as Tuhuan Timur, his luck is not too bad, at least there are many tribes north of Daqing Mountain, plus the Warat people who are dead-lipped and cold-toothed, the situation may not be as bad as imagined. Consoling himself like this, Usu was even busier.
He sent his few men to various places, and the first priority at this time was to gather his men and contact the tribes that were not attacked. Secondly, he also had to listen to the movements of the Ming army, and the means of launching a surprise attack in the heavy snow were really terrifying, even if there was the barrier of Daqing Mountain, whether he could guarantee safety or not, he still had no bottom in his heart.
The East China Sea also fell into a busy, under the leadership of officials and nobles, the tide of immigration in North Korea showed an enduring trend, a large number of labor replenished into Liaodong, waiting for them is from Shenyang Wei in the south, Nuer Gandusi in the north, the Whale Sea in winter, and Hulun Lake in the west, that vast black land.
This land nominally belonged to the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty also sent troops to garrison it, but it was also abandoned with the contraction of the battle line later.
Now, the Ming Dynasty once again remembered this land of his own, and wanted to develop it, the development team was dominated by the officials of the Tuntian Division of Liaozhen, and their task was to try to mobilize the positive surnames of the Koreans, so that they could become the vanguard of the Ming Dynasty's northward advance.
The other island nation was also busy, and the emperor and the shogunate were busy printing money, and it was a lucrative deal that would not give up, even if someone had already discovered the drawbacks.
In fact, he couldn't give up, even if it was Katsuhito, he would give up at most, but he couldn't influence the shogunate. Everyone knows that this is a cornucopia, even if there is trouble in the future, but at least for now, the more you print, the more you earn, as long as you can print more points in front of others, it is a victory.
Change is to feel the darkness through the mountains and forests, pies will not fall from the sky, and if you want to make a profit, you have to take risks, even if you hit a tree, isn't there still a Ming Dynasty? The eldest son of tomorrow is the father of the Japanese kingdom, and if his son is in trouble, will they ignore it?
In Kinai, Imai Soyi's words are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but few people know that just after saying this sentence, the pioneer of change, who is known as the 'father of Osaka' by the countrymen, turned around and went to Goto, entered the governor's palace with a humble face, and took a green hat with ecstatic hands, and standing in front of him was the governor Maang with a professional smile on his face.
In addition, Katsuhito came forward, more than a dozen daimyos, as well as hundreds of small and medium-sized daimyos, jointly launched a call to 'resist Annan and aid the occupation of the city', and they called on their ronins to join the combined army of the Ming organization to maintain peace in the East China Sea and even the whole world.
For a time, the applicants gathered.
The name of the ronin is majestic, but in fact it is just a group of beggars struggling on the survival line, and their lives are not as good as those peasants.
Now, with the name of the emperor, the guarantee of the daimyos, and the tangible benefits, stacks of Japanese banknotes were sent to them, and the ronin was grateful, and tens of thousands of ronin stepped on the ships heading south in high spirits, ready to set off a bloody storm in that place they had never heard of.
From Luzon to Java, it is also a busy scene, with several large public ports such as Manila already under construction. Under the supervision of whips and knives, the natives of Luzon suddenly became enthusiastic about their work, and the local climate was not cold, and after half a winter of construction, these places have become ports that can accommodate nearly 100 large ships of more than 1,000 materials at the same time.
At the same time, more private ports have sprung up along the coast of Luzon, and with the island's mines and estates that are in the process of being built, it is not an exaggeration to describe this originally wild land as thriving.
Witnessing the bleak fate of its neighbors to the north, the Sulu nation also gave up its useless struggle and signed a series of so-called treaties of equality and mutual assistance. With the exception of Bohol Island, where the national capital is located, all other areas have become co-governed by the two countries.
In those condominium districts, the locals were required to report to the Governor's Office, register their household registration, and were not allowed to leave their place of residence at will. In addition, the locals must also participate in the labor and pay taxes to the government office, and if it is delayed, there will be a chengguan to come to the door, and when this gang of scourges has no excuse, they are already rampant, and if they get the reason again, the consequences are really unimaginable.
But there is no way, the situation is stronger than people, this gang of scourge in Little Luzon has fewer enemies and more enemies, and has completely annihilated more than 50,000 tribal coalition troops, such strength is not something that Sulu can afford to provoke, not to mention that behind this gang of people, there is a huge and incomparably large Ming.
The only thing that made the whole of Sulu feel fortunate was that the Governor's Office at least did not interfere with their faith, for these Muslim descendants from the Persian Gulf, the faith was unshakable and their bottom line.
However, the king of Sulu also faintly noticed that the things preached by the Xuanfu envoys seemed to be subtly shaking the faith of the people. They preached the beauty and richness of the Ming Dynasty and how beautiful the country of etiquette was, which made the listeners yearn for it, and then cited the evidence of the classics to show that the Ming Dynasty and the Nanyang countries came from the same source, and the blood was connected and inseparable.
To sum up, a thousand words are one point of view, that is: the Ming Dynasty is very great, and the Nanyang people must adhere to the leadership of the Great Tomorrow and remain unwavering for 10,000 years.
They are also religious people, and they have achieved the level of a religious state, and the king of Sulu has definitely studied this area very deeply, and he keenly discovered that these propaganda envoys in the name of indoctrination are not authentic, not so much that these people are edifying, but that they are preaching.
It's just that he is helpless, this kind of view without evidence is not supported by too many people, although the time is still short, but many people are already convinced of that set of statements.
The chengguan of the Ming Dynasty is very vicious, and their existence has plunged the lives of the people of Sulu into dire straits, but there is no chengguan in the Central Plains, so it is paradise there. Study and work hard, you will have the opportunity to go to Daming to enjoy the blessings of immortals, which has become the most popular dream, who will listen to his unfounded worries?
What's more, even if someone supports it, it's useless, provoking the Ming Dynasty to turn his face, there is no need to transfer troops from the Central Plains, just the Luzon Governor's Mansion can easily and completely pacify the Sulu State. In desperation, the king can only endure it, there is no way, this is life.
However, he did not do nothing, and he sent messengers westward, in the same direction from which his ancestors had crossed the sea.
According to legend, in the Persian Gulf, in the Red Sea, there were vast sultanates, and they defeated even the most powerful Mongol cavalry. Moreover, they also had a very powerful fleet, and even the West, which was famous for its navigation, praised the Arab ships.
The king of Sulu pinned his last hope on the legend, hoping to at least remind his people that they would not be caught off guard by the Ming and cause the glory of Allah to be dusted.
In different places, with different thoughts, people all over East Asia are looking forward to the end of winter and the arrival of spring. The wheel of the times lives up to expectations, and in a blink of an eye, it is the mid-spring season of the sixth year of Zhengde.
The ice and snow in northern Xinjiang have begun to melt, and the cold snow water flows down the ridges, converging into streams, moistening the first buds on the grassland, everything recovers, and spring has arrived.
"How did the fire sieve reply?"
The manhole in the north of Daqing Mountain was selected by Wusu as a temporary golden tent, and at this time, the atmosphere in the king's tent was a little tense. Usu was standing up from his seat, staring at the man in front of him with a pair of bull's eyes, who had a dusty head and face and a very bad complexion, obviously just on a long journey.
"The Great Khan of the Fire Sieve said that he was very interested in the plan you said about merging the two ministries into one, the descendants of Genghis Khan should not have killed each other, but now it is Wara to send charcoal in the snow, Yingzhou and last year's two times, it was the Tatars who dragged back, so, after the merger of the two ministries, the two Khans can stand side by side, but they must respect the West......"
"Is the fire sieve crazy? How many people are there in Warat? How many of our Tatars are there? Even now, we have more than 200,000 shepherds who can ride horses, and it is not known whether there are 50,000 or not. โ
"Why don't we fight with the Ming army, go to Juyanhai, and kill this bastard who doesn't know the height of the sky first!"
The fire sieve realized the truth of the cold lips and teeth, but he was also selfish, and clearly expressed it, the two have never been harmonious, in the eyes of the Tatars, his request is very bit of a robbery, for a time they are also in a crowd, and they are shouting together.
"Shut up!" The group of leaders only cared about shouting, and no one noticed, and Usu's face had turned iron-blue, and finally he couldn't help but let out a loud roar, and suppressed all the noise.
"Two hundred thousand shepherds who can ride horses? How many of them are old and weak? The weapons are not matched, can they go to fight the Ming army? Also, who said that you want to go to Juyanhai? Tell me, are you afraid of the Ming army, or do you really want to fight Warat? Do you know how far Juyanhai is from here, and whether there is a large enough pasture to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people in the Tatar region? โ
Wusu looked down at everyone with sharp eyes, "Is it time for infighting?" The Ming army is pressing over, and they may not be able to withstand it if they work together, let alone infighting? The spies who went to the south have returned, do you know what the Ming army is doing? They have stationed tens of thousands of troops in Tumochuan, and the rear is still sending people up, what do you say they are going to do? โ
His voice was loud, and the content of his words was even more thrilling, and the leaders of the gang heard it like earth, only to feel the thunder roaring in their ears. What does it mean that Tumochuan was included in the sphere of influence of the Ming army, and even the flowers that have nothing to do with themselves are clear as soon as they hear it, how can they not know?
"Got it? Now is the moment of life and death for our grassland people, it is necessary to work together, false name or something, hey, we are not those civil officials of the Ming people, what do you want that thing to do? โ
Wusu sneered, and said sharply: "Reply to the fire sieve, just say that according to his meaning, the Mongolian ethnic group will be united, and they will meet under the Daqing Mountain to fight the Ming army together!" โ
(To be continued)