In the distance, there is a slightly undulating grassland with a faint autumn yellow, but at the foot is a road that is no more than ten zhang wide, but the water is turbulent, and the angry waves hit the shore, revealing the gray-black fat soil and the river sand that has been washed so that only the earthy yellow is left.

Zhu Qizhen, who was dressed in civilian clothes, walked slowly on this river beach, looking at the turbulent and roaring waves, and couldn't help but smile left and right: "Although this river is not wide, the river is turbulent and turbulent. ”

"This is called the tide river, originating from the south mountain of the grass mill ditch in the north of Mantaoer, passing through Luanping County to the Gubeikou, that is, the Miyun guard, the tide river goes straight to the south, in Miyun County and the Tang River confluence, the tide river because of the turbulent water, its sound is like the tide and gets its name." Sun Zhirui, the chief soldier of Jizhou Town, who was following Zhu Qizhen's side, smiled and agreed.

Mantaoer, is now the camp of Zhuqi Town, Mantaoer, the specific origin of the place name is not known, Mantaoer is located on the edge of the Chaohe River, and to the south is the area of Gubeikou, it is also one of the traffic hubs on the grassland, the Han and Mongolian people gather here for border trade, so the commerce and trade here are quite developed.

And through, Zhu Qi Town stationed the camp here, the accompanying Xuanfu merchant group and the merchants of the roadside towns also flocked to it, in addition to the Ming Dynasty's victory, the various booty obtained was countless, tens of thousands of horses alone, and countless cattle, sheep and other livestock.

In addition to livestock, there were also large quantities of furs, as well as plundered gold and silver, and in short, it was precisely because of the staggering number of merchant groups that the number of trading companies that arrived was staggering, but it did not cause any rivalry among themselves.

However, Zhu Qizhen, as the backstage and backer of Xuanfu Trading Company, is naturally secretly happy to be able to make a lot of war money, you must know that after the money is earned, in addition to the proportional distribution, the rest of the profits are all in his own pocket.

At least from the beginning of the war to last night, Zhu Qizhen's pocket has been nearly 890,000 taels of silver war wealth, this is not over, there are still a large number of prisoners of war have not been disposed of, and a large number of good horses have not been sold, if Zhu Qizhen's heart is a little darker, and those prisoners of war are treated as slaves to resell, well, Zhu Qizhen believes that the silver he earned can be doubled again.

That said, in the battle under the mountain of Huidu, the grassland headquarters can be said to be completely annihilated, Maoli and Anke were all captured, but the unlucky little khan died with the nurse because the carriage overturned.

-------------------- nearly 30,000 prisoners of war were captured in this war, plus the ones captured one after another, added to a piece, there were 80,000 people, which is definitely a large number, and many trading companies even passed the general army of the border town to knock on Zhu Qizhen's side, can these strong prisoners of war let them also come to get some oil and water.

However, Zhu Qizhen was not that interested in selling these strong laborers, in Zhu Qizhen's eyes, these nearly 80,000 Mongolian prisoners of war captured by the Ming army were far more valuable than being sold as slaves. It's just that Zhu Qizhen is not in a hurry now, because he has more important things to do.

"Your Majesty, today, Na Lara and others have come to ask to see you again. Do you see if it's ......" Shi Heng also followed Zhu Qizhen's side with a relaxed face, and since entering the grassland, he has fought dozens of battles in a row, and finally can see the entire prairie surrender at the feet of Daming, as a general, Shi Heng's mentality at the moment is naturally much calmer.

The only regret is that I am afraid that in thirty or fifty years, the grassland will no longer have its own use, thinking of this, Shi Heng glanced at his thick black beard, after thirty or fifty years, he is afraid that his beard will be white, and it will be difficult to have the opportunity to hire on the battlefield.

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "It seems that these words have really choked Ah Ra and Boyan Timur enough, no matter what, ten days have passed in this blink of an eye, thinking about it, they should calm down now, I can indeed go and talk to them, but it's not yet time for me to show up, Wei Qing, are those things ready?" ”

"Your Majesty, rest assured, everything is ready, but you still need to review it, Your Majesty." As one of Zhu Qizhen's right-hand men, Wei Mingtong naturally had to follow Zhu Qizhen's side, as for Yuan Bin, he had already arrived at the grassland half a month ago after dealing with the affairs of Xuanfu, and then disappeared from Zhu Qizhen's side again, and disappeared with him, as well as Qian Ning and other hundreds of cold-blooded and loyal to Zhu Qizhen. As for their whereabouts, only a few people such as Zhu Qizhen and the party Yuan Bin are clear.

"Well, I'll take a look in a while, by the way, do you have any news from the old craftsmen they found for prospecting?" Zhu Qizhen stopped at the bend of the river, watching the turbid waves roaring and slapping against the cliff wall on the side of the rock, which really made people feel a strong and fierce momentum.

"It is said that two days ago, an old craftsman found a suspected ore vein nearby, according to the old craftsman, it should be **ten from ten, and it should be possible to determine it if there are three or five more days of work at most." Wei Mingtong replied respectfully.

"That's good, hehe, if gold is produced here, it will be a surprise." Zhu Qizhen smashed his mouth, very satisfied, in his previous life, he had only heard that there were gold mines here, so when Zhu Qizhen had already decided to place the camp here after the end of the war, he had already ordered Na Ha Ming to find some veteran prospectors.

To be honest, Ha Ming didn't understand what Zhu Qizhen wanted those prospectors to do, but he still obeyed Zhu Qizhen's orders and really found several experienced prospecting veterans. I never thought it would really be useful.

And at this moment, once again asked to see Zhu Qizhen to no avail, so he could only return to the camp in a stupid manner, opened the tent curtain, ignored the pair of inquiring eyes, walked to his desk, drank the fine mare's milk wine on the table, and leaned back on the back of the chair tiredly.

"Prime Minister, His Majesty the Emperor still doesn't see you?" One of the tribal leaders stood up and asked cautiously.

"Today, those people said that His Majesty the Emperor is inspecting the Chaohe River, hmph, it is clear that Zhu Qizhen does not want to see us." Ah Ra sat up straight and patted the arm of the chair with a look of indignation.

"He's dragging it out like this, does he think we'll be able to give in?" Another tribal leader stood up, grimace. "Our warriors, why should they be driven by the Han people and shed their blood for no reason?"

"However, if we don't agree, the consequences will be difficult to say." An old tribal man stood up and argued. "Besides, it's not that there was nothing in the past, it's just that most of them were tribes that were conquered by the Ming Dynasty, or, even Duoyan Sanwei was not assigned by the Yongle Emperor of the Ming Dynasty decades ago to be the enemy of our prairie?"

"But decades have passed since the incident, besides, is the current Ming Dynasty as strong as the Yongle Emperor?"

-------------------- "I don't know if the Han people are strong when Emperor Yongle was strong, but what I know is that now, the prairie has been defeated by Nazhu Qi Town, and there is no room for resistance." ”

"What do you mean, do you think that the warriors of our grassland are not as good as those Han people? Hum! If it weren't for the trickery of those insidious and vicious Han Chinese, how could we Mongols be defeated? ”

"Now, what is the effect of how much we are arguing here? Don't forget, the Ross clan is already willing to send 5,000 elites to serve the Emperor. He took out nearly 20% of the elite troops of the current Ross clan and handed it over to the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. The Great Elder of the Lord Erqing Clan, Batu, stroked his sparse beard and spoke expressionlessly, one sentence that made all the leaders in the big tent who were constantly complaining and scratching speechless.

Ah Ra's face was bitter: "Yes, with Boyan Timur as a precedent, our tribes have been delayed for nearly ten days, if it is delayed any longer, no one knows if His Majesty the Emperor will ......."

"Every small tribe, at least five hundred, more than 10,000 tribes, at least a thousand horsemen, and a tribe like Zhu Erqing, even more need to allocate one-tenth of the troops to serve the emperor, in the long run, we grassland people, where is there freedom at all?" A still reluctant tribal leader stood up and complained.

"That's much better than the fate of Duoyan Sanwei and the grassland headquarters, now, except for the Karaqin tribe who saw the opportunity early, gave up resistance and surrendered in time, in exchange for a way to survive, where are the other tribes still have half a way to live?" Grand Elder Batu glanced coldly at the tribal leader and said.

"......" Hearing this, some of the tribal leaders who wanted to jump up and instigate Na Araa couldn't help but be speechless, seeing that the deadline set by Zhu Qizhen for himself and others was getting closer and closer, and he made a lot of trouble, but he couldn't even see the main master, although there was no matter how much unwillingness, no matter how much reluctance, it seemed that he could only be forced to accept such a result.

"It's not that the old man is talkative, sooner or later, we have to obey the will of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, so dragging it out, for us, there is no benefit at all, and the Ross people have already grabbed ahead of us, if we push back and forth, we will be more difficult in the future, so the old man advises you, or do it as soon as possible, so as to save the emperor from being unhappy, when the time comes, even if he keeps his promise not to use swords and soldiers to us, But if you are assigned to a barren and barren pasture, the future of that tribe will probably end no better than that of those tribes that have perished. ”

Hearing this, Ah Ra couldn't sit still anymore, and slapped the table with his big hand: "What the great elder said is that the old man is really dizzy, and the Ross people are out of 5,000, although our lord Erqing's clan has suffered a lot of losses since these days, but it can't be too far behind, our lord Erqing's clan has sent out 3,000 elites, following His Majesty the Emperor, and serving the Ming Dynasty." ”

"We, the Hui Special Department, are willing to send two thousand elites to follow His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." Not to be outdone, Amur, the patriarch of the Hui tribe, jumped out, as if at night, he would not be able to eat meat in his mouth, and could only drink soup.

(To be continued)