"Asodai!" Haidu's low and majestic voice rolled through the hall like thunder, startling the nonsense-filled Asutai. "Since the Han people are so weak, how did your father die? Why don't you take your soldiers south to grab things and avenge Möngke Khan, instead of staying and talking nonsense with Lin? ”

After listening to Haidu's words, the Mongolian ministers here in Helin, Alan Daer, Hun Duhai, Hara Buhua, Hela Chaer, Tuolichi and others all looked at each other. Of course, they wanted to lead their troops south to grab things...... This year's good things shipped to Helin are eighty percent less than before Kublai Khan lost the Central Plains, and all of them have to be bought with money, and the price is so expensive. The women in the house are complaining that there is not enough money to spend!

However, in order to fight Chen Dexing in the Central Plains, Kublai Khan had already drawn a large number of strong men from thousands of households, and almost none of the strong men who were taken out returned to the steppe - either they had died in battle, or they were still fighting with Kublai Khan. Now there is a shortage of young and middle-aged people in every thousand households on the grassland, and there are not enough people to graze the herds, so they still send people to join the army?

Besides, the Mongols were all provided with equipment and horses by various households. All the thousand households have already given the best equipment and horses to the soldiers who go out on the expedition, and now none of the thousand households can still make enough leather armor and a stubborn horn bow - making a good armor and a good bow is very laborious and also very expensive.

There are not enough strong men and insufficient equipment, even if they barely make up the army, they will be sent to death if they go south. Fortunately, Haidu's Wokotai system still looks a little strong. Hara Buhua and Hela Cha'er exchanged glances, both of them were Mongolian kings, and one of them was the prince of the Jochi lineage. He was the representative of the Golden Horde in Horin--of course, this did not mean that he and the Golden Horde were all the way. In fact, he was sent by Batu to Helin.

He Racha'er stood up and said, "Prison Country, don't you still have 20,000 warriors in your hands?" Now there are at least 20,000 warriors on the grassland...... With 40,000 warriors. We can always wash the land of Yanyun, right? I heard that Chen Dexing, the emperor of the Han people, had led a large army south to destroy the Song Kingdom. The land of Yanyun should be very empty. ”

Hai Du had to be polite to the King of the Golden Horde, and he smiled reluctantly and patiently explained: "Brother Heraka, we can't be sure how many troops the Han Emperor in the south left in the land of Yanyun now. Because it is difficult for us to get accurate information about the land of Yanyun, the eastern part of the Monan Grassland has been completely blocked by the Eight Banners of the Ming Army, and our warriors cannot pass through at all.

And these Eight Banners soldiers, as far as I know, are the best cavalry. They were all hunters in the mountains and wilderness of Liaodong, Liaoxi and Liaozhong who were subdued by the Ming Dynasty, and the art of arching horses was not under the Mongols. With sturdy steel armor, sharp steel knives and powerful horned bows, and some firearms, our warriors are no match for them. ”

Chen Dexing did not have the Eight Banners to take to the Song Dynasty, and the cavalry corps that grew up with the Shijue soldiers has now been completely steel-armored, and most of the Eight Banners have also achieved the status of Han people, not bannermen. Only after Chen Dexing ascended the throne did they enlist in Liaozhong, the wild Tatars of northern Liao, and some of the Eight Banner soldiers who were enlisted by banner slaves (some of whom were even Mongols). Or the identity of the flag man.

The total strength of the expanded Eight Banners has reached 60,000, which is enough to control the Monan Grassland and the Daxing'an Mountains. So that the Mongolian tribes in the Mongolian steppe could not go south, nor could they go east, and could only be trapped in the Mongolian steppe.

As the weather warms up. The Eight Banners stationed in the Monan Grassland and the Great Khing'an Mountains even made frequent attacks, invading the grasslands and plundering the banner slaves, cattle, sheep and horses. Many nomadic tribes in Eastern Mongolia had to move west to avoid the limelight.

In this case. It is not surprising that the Mongols in the steppes fantasized about another hero like Genghis Khan and led them back to their former prosperity. It's a pity that the sea doesn't have the ability of Genghis Khan. And in the face of the emerging Ming World Empire, even Genghis Khan's resurrection is no problem.

Fortunately, Haidu still sees the current situation very clearly, or he knows that his 20,000 warriors are not easy to come by, and they can't be easily damaged. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to become the Great Khan of the Mongols, but even his current status as a prisoner would be immediately lost, and the best outcome would be to go to Sarai to be a diner of the Golden Horde.

And Chen Ming's lethality is too great, and since his rise, there have been 200,000 Mongolian warriors killed.

This opponent is not easy to mess with, and if you are not careful, you will lose all your old capital!

However, Haidu now has to fool the thousands of Mongolian households on the grassland who have suffered a lot at the hands of Chen Dexing. Otherwise, he would not be able to continue his supervision, and it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the Mongolian steppe.

Thinking of this, Haidu's face was already piled up with a wicked smile - an expression he had practiced in front of the bronze mirror for a long time, until he looked like a cunning old fox.

After a few sneers, Haidu, who looked like an old fox and was actually very cunning, was silent for a long time, and spoke again, "Asutai, Harabuhua, and Helata'er, my brothers, I know that the entire steppe is expecting my Haidu to become the second Genghis Khan!" Actually, that's my goal as well, and I'm now following in the footsteps of the Great Khan and doing what he did. ”

The Mongolian kings and nobles in the main hall all came to their senses at this time, and dozens of eyes looked at Haidu.

Haidu met everyone's eyes and said eloquently: "Our Great Mongolia has risen for too long, and everyone has forgotten that our ancestors were also weak, and even the great Genghis Khan was not born with an invincible Mongolian army in the world. When the Great Khan was weak, he once recognized Wang Han as his father, married Zamu as an Anda, and once submitted to the Jurchen kingdom of Jin......" He glanced at the people in the hall with blazing eyes, and his voice suddenly raised, "Do you think that the Great Khan did this because of cowardice and cowardice?" ”

"Of course not!" Asutai shouted loudly, "Wang Han, Zhamhe and Jin Guo were all trampled under the feet of the Great Khan in the end!" The Great Khan bowed to them for the time being, just to gather strength so that he could defeat them in one fell swoop! ”

"Really?" Haidu's gaze was like lightning, shooting towards Asutai's eyes, "Brother Asutai, do you think that I, Haidu, now have the strength to defeat Chen Dexing in one fell swoop?" With my 20,000 warriors and 20,000 warriors from all the tribes of the steppe, a total of 40,000 troops, can I be stronger than Kublai Khan's 200,000 army? ”

"This ......" Asutai was speechless for a moment.

Of course, Haidu did not have the strength to defeat Chen Dexing in one fell swoop, even if he really became the Great Khan of Mongolia and gathered the forces of the entire Great Mongolian State, I am afraid it would be difficult to defeat Chen Dexing.

"If, Chen Dexing now sends his Eight Banners soldiers deep into the grassland to kill people and reduce Ding, can we resist it?"

Haidu's words are like a hammer, hitting the tip of everyone's heart.

Killing people and reducing the number of people is the policy of the Jurchens to govern the grasslands. It first started in Wanyan Yong, known as Xiao Yao Shun, a "benevolent monarch" in the history of the Jin Kingdom, who was trying to alleviate the ethnic contradictions within the Jin State and reconciled with the Southern Song Dynasty, but was keenly aware of the potential biggest threat to the Jin State - the barbarians in the northern grasslands. His response was to send troops to the grassland every three years to kill people, and everywhere the golden soldiers went, there were mountains of corpses, tents burned, cattle and sheep snatched, and there was a miserable scene.

The same policy may also be adopted by Chen Dexing!

Moreover, Chen Dexing's Ming army was far stronger than the Jurchen Jin soldiers. No matter how strong the Jin soldiers are, there is no generation difference between them and the warriors on the grassland. The Ming army was already an era ahead of the Mongol army, although it had not yet reached the level of the European line infantry in later generations, but it was no less than the European army in the 16th century that was equipped with plate armor, spears and cannons on a large scale, but it was not equipped with muskets. And the Mongolian warriors on the steppe are still completely stuck in the era of cold weapons, and even cold weapons are not well made, and even leather armor and horn bows are not ready.

Chen Dexing wants to sweep the grassland with the method of killing people and reducing the number of people, and all they can do is to lead the tribe to hide in Tibet. However, although the nomadic tribe can hide and run, they still have to live in pursuit of water and grass. And those places with fertile water and grass will definitely become the top priority of the Ming army's sweep.

If the Mongols could not graze their cattle in the fertile land, they would naturally not be able to feed too many people, and the number of warriors would naturally be small.

"Brother Haidu, according to your intentions, do we also have to pay tribute to Chen Dexing and recognize him as our father?" Asutai asked unwillingly. His father was killed by Chen Dexing, and of all the Mongol kings, he and Kublai Khan must have hated Chen Dexing the most.

"You don't have to be a minister and recognize your father," Haidu looked at Asutai, "You just need to believe in Taoism and release the Han slaves on the grassland." He paused, "Actually, this is not a loss to us Mongols, most of those Han slaves do not know how to graze, they are all craftsmen who build weapons and armor and build houses for us." But to make weapons, armor, and clothes, it is not enough to have craftsmen, but also iron, steel, and silk cloth, but is there steel in the Mongolian steppe? Is there silk cloth? Not at all. In the past, they relied on importing iron and silk from the Han region, but now the things from the Han region can't come, and these worker slaves can't do anything, aren't they eating our things for nothing?

As for building a house...... We are Mongolians, as long as we have tents, what kind of palace do we live in? And there are already many palaces and mansions here in Helin, and there is no need to build them anymore, and no one will live in them if they are built. So these Han artificial slaves are useless, so let's let them go. ”

"What about Taoism that day?" Asutai asked. Han slave labor is really useless now, and it is useless to keep it. However, Taoism is a little difficult to accept.

Haidu laughed, "It's just a religion...... Asodai, you're too honest, aren't you? Don't you really want to believe it, don't you pretend to be? (To be continued......)