Looking at Bai Kai's departing figure, Namu Zhong pondered for a while, and then turned his gaze to everyone. At this time, everyone also looked solemn, and even the middle-aged lady who shouted the most fiercely just now bowed her head and was silent.

Namu Zhong secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, and said to the noble lady: "Siqin Tu Fujin, you are the most able to say among the many sisters, now you can tell me your opinion." ”

The late Lin Dan Khan married eight Fujin in his life, and these eight wives were not ordinary people, and each of them had their own tribal support behind them. Namu Zhong is the Great Fu Jin, and it is also the Eight Great Fu Jin, and this Fu Jin, known as Siqintu, is the Second Fu Jin, who is in charge of the Ten Thousand Households of Gaoer Tumen, and the power behind it is not small, and it is the second person second only to Namu Zhong in the Chahar tribe. This Siqintu woman is known for her eloquence on weekdays, but today's events also made her a little dizzy, and she couldn't speak for a while.

"I ......"

Si Qintu hesitated, although he was a little mean, he also knew that this kind of thing was not a trivial matter on weekdays, even if he said it wrong, it didn't matter. What needs to be decided now is a major matter that is related to the life and death of the tribe, and if it is not good, tens of thousands of people in the entire tribe will end up in ashes.

Seeing that Si Qintu hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak, Namu Zhong turned her gaze to the other women.

"Sister Sutai, what about you? And Sister Bard Onyx Birch, Subahai, Uyunna, and Sister Tessna, what do you think! ”

Whenever Siqintu said a name, a woman raised her head, then lowered her head, and none of them were willing to express their opinion.

In the end, Namu Zhong said impatiently: "Why, weren't you all quite able to speak just now?" Why didn't you say anything today? Siqintu, you speak first! ”

Siqintu muttered for a long time and then said, "If you want me to say, didn't we already discuss it just now?" As long as we take refuge in Houjin, they will naturally protect our safety. The Ming ** team has not been here for decades, do you really believe that the Ming ** team can protect us? ”

"Sister Siqintu, do you trust the Jurchens so much?" A faint voice sounded nearby.

Siqintu looked back, and it turned out to be Uyunna, who was in charge of the ears of the Alak Tsute Wanhu, and the Uyunna was also known as the Alak Tate Fujin, and she was also a powerful Fujin.

Si Qintu frowned, and said unhappily: "Wuyunna, what do you mean by trusting the Jurchens?" The Jurchens have now unified most of Mongolia, and our Chahar tribe now has only more than 10,000 families left, if we don't submit to them, what will we do to resist the Jurchen army? Is it just the only 6,000 or so warriors? ”

"But Da Ming. Now that the Ming Dynasty has sent their army, if we take refuge in the Jurchens, aren't you afraid that the Ming army will retaliate against us? "Uyunna is a petite and plump woman, and her round face turns red when she is excited.

"The Ming Army?" Si Qintu snorted lightly, "Even if the Ming army comes, can they beat the Jurchens, even if they can drive the Jurchens away, but how long can they stay here?" Two months? Or two years? ”

"They can't stay long, but I'm sure two months is enough time for them to wipe out our tribe several times?" Uyunna retorted.

"The Ming can destroy us, but can't the Jurchens? Compared to the Ming Dynasty. I am more optimistic about the strength of the Jurchens, otherwise the Ming Dynasty would not have been invaded by the Jurchens so many times. ”

Siqintu's mouth is not given for nothing, he is still so sharp-toothed, and the two have a more and more fierce posture.

"Alright. I asked you to speak to hear your opinions, not to listen to your quarrels! Namu Zhong on the side slapped the arm of the chair violently, and there was a muffled bang.

Seeing Namu Zhong's anger, the two of them stopped talking stupidly.

Namu Zhong was angry. He pointed to a few Fujin next to him and drank: "And you, don't think that you can hide without speaking." Whether it is Da Ming or Hou Jin, it is not something that our small Chahar tribe can afford to provoke. It's time for us to find a backer, and it's up to us to choose who this backer is. ”

Since Namu Zhong said this, everyone naturally understood what she meant. The Chahar tribe is weak, and if the weak want to survive, they must rely on a strong person, whether it is the Ming Dynasty or the Houjin, they must choose one of them. This two-choice topic seems simple, as long as you choose the right one, you can naturally continue to survive, but if you choose the wrong one, it means that your tribe will be wiped out. It's brutal, but it's the truth.

None of the people present dared to make this decision lightly, and the tent became silent for a while, and finally the burly Bartel spoke, "Da Fu Jin, how can it be so easy to make a decision now?" In my opinion, it's useless for us to talk too much, it's better to wait until tomorrow when those Ming troops come. If those Ming troops are powerful and give us good conditions, we will return to the Ming army, if the conditions given by the Ming army are not good, then we will return to Houjin, isn't that good? ”

"Hmm...... I think Barthes is right. ”

"It makes sense, let's take a look at those Ming troops tomorrow, anyway, isn't it a few days before the Jin army arrives!"

"That's it, let's see, we can't make a decision lightly."

Several of the surrounding Fujin people also agreed with Barthes's words, anyway, they are now grass on the wall, where the wind is strong, they will pour it, anyway, to put it bluntly, they are waiting for the price to sell.

On the morning of March 5, Namu Zhong and others gathered the warriors of the clan early in the morning, and most of them put on the armor handed down from their ancestors, wore well-maintained weapons, and rode their beloved war horses to form a queue and stood on the grass quietly waiting for the arrival of the Ming ** team.

Although the season has entered spring, it is still relatively cold in the grasslands. There was a gust of north wind blowing in the sky, and small seals kept blowing on people's bodies, and people kept squinting their eyes to prevent them from being blown into their eyes by the wind and sand.

Namu Zhong is still wearing a white mink coat, his head is also coiled with a falling horse sideburns, although his face is not wearing heavy makeup, but he also rubs some rouge gouache from the interior of the Central Plains to look more gorgeous, and the whole person looks beautiful and mature, and behind him are six other Fujin and some generals of the Chahar tribe.

More than 6,000 cavalrymen had been standing for a long time, and many of them were already cursing in a low voice with some impatience, but fortunately, there were junior officers in the army cursing loudly on the side, which barely maintained the current formation.

For these, the absent-minded Namu Zhong did not notice. But even if she noticed it, she wouldn't care, and at this time, her mind had already flown to the clouds.

"Are these Ming troops really here to help the Chahar tribe? What if they come and make some non-centrifugal requests? Will they be able to defeat the murderous Jurchens? ”

These questions kept swirling in Namu Zhong's mind.

While Namu Zhong was pondering, several Mongolian cavalry came running in front of him, and they galloped towards this side with their war horses. Soon they came to Namu Zhong and the others, dismounted and gasped and reported: "Respected Dafujin, the people of the Ming Kingdom...... He...... They're coming! ”

As the cavalry's words fell, everyone saw a group of men and horses rolling in from the west, although they couldn't see the banner of the horses from a distance, but Namu Zhong could also feel a compelling force faintly rushing towards them.

Slowly, the centaur got closer and closer, and Namu Zhong could vaguely see the appearance of the centaur. For the sake of a cavalry unit, Namu Zhong recognized at a glance that the outfit of this cavalry unit was exactly the same as that of the Ming cavalry yesterday. The cavalry stopped when it was about five hundred paces or so close to the Mongol troops.

The cavalry quickly divided into two groups and stood in a neat formation. Immediately after them came a group of foot soldiers, these foot soldiers were in a very neat procession, and they were in a very short line, in less than a quarter of an hour a neat line was completed, they formed several phalanxes, facing the direction of the Mongols and quietly watched them.

"Yike...... These ** teams are really powerful, and they are extraordinary at first glance! ”

Namu Zhong couldn't help but gasp, she grew up on the grassland, she was used to seeing cavalry and troops, and she could still tell whether a force was elite or not. Although the other party was just such a simple array, Namu Zhong immediately felt a compelling momentum rushing towards her, as if a tiger was looking at her with a tiger's eye, although this tiger is not necessarily hostile to her, but a tiger is a tiger, whether it is hostile or not, but that innate evil aura can not be concealed no matter what.

After being silent for a long time, Namu Zhong turned his head behind him and said, "Barth, how do you think the Ming army on the other side compares to the Jurchens?" ”

Barth was silent for a while before he said in a muffled voice: "Qi Qi Dafu Jin, I don't know. Judging from the appearance, this Ming army is better than the Houjin army in terms of marching in the queue, but whether an army can win the battle does not depend on whether their queue is strict or not, the most important thing to determine the final victory or defeat is to see the strategy of the main generals of both sides and the bravery of the soldiers. ”

"Oh......" Namu Zhong replied and stopped talking.

In fact, out of the small pride in his heart, Barth did not completely tell the truth, how could the soldiers lack courage in a strictly disciplined army, but Barth would not say these words, otherwise wouldn't that belittle the warriors of his own tribe? (To be continued......)

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