"Lin Dan Khan?" Yang Fan was stunned, this Lin Dan Khan of the Chahar Department should be the last Khan of Mongolia. If you remember correctly, after his death, Mongolia was given to Huang Taiji by his son.

The middle-aged man with a fur hat on his head walked over reverently, saluted to a bamboo and eleven bows, and learned from the border people that the golden light on the mountain was made by these Han people, and also knew that a few days ago, the man was still unconscious, but now he is full of energy, which is definitely unusual.

"Hello, Master!"

"Donor, be polite." Monk Yizhu returned the salute very respectfully.

"May I ask if it was the Buddha's light on the mountain just now?" He was jealous and suspicious, this monk was not simple. Although he believes in Tibetan Buddhism, it does not mean that he does not respect Chinese Buddhism. In many places in Mongolia, there are also Zen temples of Han Buddhism, and he himself advocates Lianming to resist Jin, and he does not exclude the Han people. This is also why Huang Taiji wants to crusade against the Chahar Ministry.

"Amitabha, donor, no." Seng Yizhu didn't explain much, and then stopped talking. Yang Fan stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask you if you are the Great Khan of Mongolia, Lin Dan Batur?" ”

"This young man is exactly below." Recognized at a glance, Lin Dan Khan was not surprised. On the other hand, the wheat-colored woman on the side, pouting with contempt on her face, this person dared to call Abba's name so directly, it was really excessive. However, she doesn't speak Chinese very well, and if she says it lamely, she will be made fun of.

"In Xia Yangfan, we are all from Bashu, Sichuan, if there is anything to disturb, please forgive me."

Lin Danhan frowned and muttered, "Yang Fan? Where does this name seem to have been heard? He stroked his beard and thought in his head. He didn't know many Han Chinese. There aren't many names that can be remembered, but why. When this person mentioned Yang Fan, he always felt that he had heard it somewhere.

"Abba. Yang Fan. Daling River. The woman on the side saw her Abba thinking and reminded. Lin Dan Khan was stunned, and remembered that after the great break, the Jin army and a young man from the Mongolian tribe who defected to the Jin army seemed to be called Yang Fan. He looked at the young man in front of him in surprise and asked, "You...... Is that the Yang Fan who broke the Jurchens? ”

Yang Fan smiled: "Not bad." ”

"Several, please. It's too cold here, so why don't you move to the king's tent and talk about it again? ”

Seng Yizhu and Luo Yifei looked at Yang Fan, after all, they entered the camp of the Mongols. There is a certain danger, and naturally I don't want to take that risk. Yang Fan said with a smile: "Then bother Lin Danhan, it's just that the sister is unwell, and she is still in a coma in the house, and when the body adapts, how about I come to see you later?" ”

Lin Dan Khan hesitated for a moment and said, "That'...... is waiting for Yang Shaoxia to drive. Dozens of Mongols turned and left. Luo Yifei asked, "Is this ...... Really going to the Mongols? If they harbor evil intentions, aren't we sheep in the mouth of the tiger? ”

Yang Fan smiled: "If they wanted to kill us, they wouldn't have left just now." And this Mongol Khan is now having a headache. How can I get back to Mongolia? He really needs a force to help him regain his power, and naturally he will not let go of such a help as me. ”

The monk put his bamboo together and said, "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but the little monk also heard about it. If it is not my race, its heart will be different, Master Yang, this measure must be controlled. He didn't know much about Yang Fan. I am afraid that Yang Fan will do whatever it takes to get on top.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Master Yizhu." Are you a monk, and you are still in charge of household affairs? ”

The little monk just reminded Yang Shizhu. It doesn't mean anything else. ”

"Haha, okay. This Mongolian Khan, used it well, that is, to dance with wolves, when the time comes, it will drive the tiger and devour the wolf, which will naturally have a miraculous effect. ”

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"Abba, why did you invite those Han people over?" Immediately, the woman's eyes looked at her Abba, and she asked with some puzzlement. Lin Dan Khan, who returned to the king's tent, dismounted, and said, "You don't understand the current crisis of the tribe. The whole Mongolia is now falling apart, and if Abba wants to be with Mongolia, he must use the power of the Ming Kingdom, so as to repeat the hegemony of Genghis Khan. ”

"But, Abba, the Han people have also killed a lot of our compatriots."

Lin Dan Khan's steps froze, and he turned back and said: "Between countries, it is like a child fighting, and there are no permanent friends and enemies. "In a few months, the weather on the grassland will warm up and everything will recover. He wanted to regroup and conquer the Mongolian steppes that belonged to him in Mongolia.

"Ahem."

"Abba, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Dan Khan held his head and said, "It's nothing, it may be from the cold." Just drink some mulled wine. He shook his head and went into the king's tent.

He had just returned from riding a horse and dismounted and asked, "Sister, where did you and Abba just go?" "He gave some of his prey to the people from the tribe.

"I went to find a few Han Chinese."

"Han Chinese? What are you looking for Han Chinese? "As the son of Lin Dan Khan, Ezhe undoubtedly has a high status among the remnants of the tribe. Speaking of words, even for his sister, he is so rebellious and scolded. "The Han people don't have a good thing. If Abba hadn't listened to the opinions of the Han people and fought with the Jurchen tribe, our Mongolian tribe would not have been so miserable. ”

"Enough, Khan's decision is beyond doubt. You are the Khan's child, and to say this is disrespectful to the Khan! ”

Ezhe snorted coldly and said, "Whatever you want." Anyway, the Han people are not good things, and they can't be trusted. He walked into his tent. The woman sighed, looking at the entire plateau, but in her mind, she infinitely favored the more fertile and rain-rich Inner Mongolia prairie.

Although Lin Dan Khan had achieved some military victories since his westward migration, he offended most of the Mongol feudal lords, leaving him alone and farther away from his dream of unifying Mongolia. Moxi and Mobei originally did not submit to Lin Dan Khan, and the southern tribes of Mo Nan surrendered to Houjin one after another under the blow of Lin Dan Khan. Although Lin Dan Khan gained a wealthy right-wing homeland, because of the war, "lack of livestock", the various departments were displaced. Coupled with the fact that "the frost outside the plug is early, and the particles are not collected and the epidemic is prevalent", the Mongolian tribes are almost in a desperate situation. The resistance of the various ministries also greatly weakened the strength of the Chahar Department itself, and the number of soldiers was seriously reduced, and only 40,000 were collected for the preparation of horses, and less than 50,000 were inserted.

The woman knew very well that the Chahar Department had long since lost its power, and now Lin Dan Khan could only hope that Yang Fan could contact the emperor of the Ming Kingdom to help them regain a foothold in Mongolia. But she also knows very well that things are far from that simple. Not to mention whether that Yang Fan can help them, even if he can, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is so shrewd that he will not help them in vain.

In politics, there is always only interests. (To be continued......)