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After Cao Wenzhao's army was defeated, Xuanda Town no longer had a Ming army that could threaten Dolgon's department.

The two white flag armies were entrenched at the junction of Shanxi and Shanxi, and according to the movement of the Ming army, they invaded Shanxi and threatened Taiyuan at every turn.

Fortunately, Datong and Taiyuan are both famous fortified cities in the north, and the Jurchens are powerless to break through and dare not go too deep into the Ming Realm.

This Jurchen invasion was very different from the past, in the past, they all returned to Liaodong soon after entering the fortress and looting the property and population, but this time they even stayed in Mingjing despite the exhaustion of soldiers and the consumption of food and grass.

As September passed, the Jurchen army swept away Datong and the areas that could be invaded on the northwest side of the mountain, and there was no sign of retreat. For such a lone army of Jurchens, Da Ming was helpless.

The thieves and the Jurchens echoed each other from afar, ravaging Shanxi, and Gao Yingxiang's troops gradually got out of the predicament.

The conscripted millet gradually became insufficient for the army, and Dolgon did not hesitate to send messengers to the Tumut tribe to demand food and livestock. After the anger of the Ombu Khan, he still had to obediently obey his fate. Otherwise, as long as the Jurchen army turns around, Tumut will face annihilation.

The war in Xuanda interrupted business travel, and the Han tribe also cut off income, but fortunately, the reserves of grain and grass were abundant, and there was no fear of famine in the near future.

A large number of goods of the merchant alliance caravan were backlogged in Hanzhai, just waiting for the Jurchens to retreat.

In the Hetao grassland, Zhai Zhe's cavalry galloped to their heart's content, and the entire Hetao was their training ground.

Hetao is south of the river, the winter is warm, the grassland is the best place to spend the winter, according to the news brought back by Geng Zhu, Zhai Zhe is here waiting for the arrival of the Chahar people.

At the beginning of October, Amur crossed the Tengger Desert with 1,000 cavalry of his headquarters and re-entered the Hetao.

Looking around the grassland, he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, and said to the soldiers around him: "If the tribe can migrate here, maybe they can get out of this crisis." ”

"All the Mongolian tribes love it in winter!"

The scouts came to say: "There are 4,000 Han cavalry on the east side of the Hetao."

"Let's go meet them!"

The water of the Yellow River is flowing quietly, just like a thousand years.

Autumn is crisp, Zhai Zhe is stationed on the side of the wetland, white tents dotted around. If you are tired of eating beef and mutton on the grassland, you will occasionally taste the Yellow River carp full of earthy smell. He is going to entertain Amur with Yellow River carp today.

With only twenty cavalrymen, Amur entered Zhai Zhe's tent. Although it was the first time they met, the two sides were like old friends, and they were all familiar with each other.

Zhai Zhe greeted him with a smile: "Although we have never met, we have fought three battles!" ”

In the first two battles, Amur suffered losses, and the third time, the new army that Zhai Zhe had trained hard was almost wiped out.

Amur's face stiffened, and he said, "If it weren't for the favor of the Immortal Heaven, you would have died long ago!" ”

When Feng Qin served the cooked carp, Zhai Zhe waved his chopsticks and said, "This is my new delicacy." If I die, you probably won't get a chance to taste it. ”

Amur carefully snuck a small piece to taste, the thick earthiness that made him frown.

Zhai Zhe opened the wine jar of Zhu Yeqing and said: "This taste, you may not be used to it for the first time, but when you eat it more times, you will find that it contains a special taste, which will make you have an endless aftertaste." What a taste of earth! He sighed in admiration.

"Good wine!" The aroma of wine wafted out made Amur couldn't help but admire.

"The Han people have good things, and we are never stingy with our friends."

Amur did not answer, just ate and drank.

Zhai Zhe is not in a hurry.

An hour later, when the two of them had eaten and drunk, Amur wiped his greasy mouth with his hand and said, "I have come to meet you alone this time, and I still want to ask you for a heavy gift." ”

"Please!"

"I want the Hetao grassland."

Zhai Zhe laughed: "The Hetao grassland is here, it doesn't belong to me." “

"I beg you to allow my tribe to enter the Loop of nomadism!"

Beg!

Zhai Zhe was stunned, how could he say this word as Amur.

He put away his hippie smile and said, "If the Chahars want to enter the Hetao nomadism, they must make peace with the Tumuts, and I can pull the strings from this, as long as you can give a compensation, Ombu Khan may forgive you." ”

He went on to explain: "The compensation needs to be symbolic, after all, you have caused the destruction of the Tumuts. If the Mongol suzerainty apologized, Omubu Khan did not have to set up an enemy. You know, he's been overwhelmed by the Jurchens lately. ”

Amur smiled bitterly and asked, "Do you want to unite with Chahar against the Jurchens?" ”

"Not bad! And maybe Daming! Zhai Zhe did not shy away from it.

"It's late!" Amur's expression was sad.

"Late?"

"The Great Khan is dead!"

Zhai Zheqing's right hand in the wine bottle shook suddenly, and only half a glass of residual wine remained in the wine bottle.

He opened his mouth, dumbfounded.

"A month ago, the Great Khan died of smallpox on the Moxi Grassland, which is why I quit the Hetao grassland."

"Lin Dan Khan is dead!" Zhai Zhe's brain was buzzing.

"Lin Dan Khan's son is Ezhe, right?" Zhai Zhe seized on the last bit of hope.

Two lines of tears flowed from Amur's eyes and he said: "Chahar is finished! Mongolia is finished! ”

"Ezhe is too young. The Great Khan's Eight Great Fortune Jin divided up half of the tribes, and the Great Fortune Jin openly led the people to leave. Tushetu Khan of Mobei is also leaving. Moxi was barren, and the Chahar tribes were already dissatisfied, and only relied on the prestige of the Great Khan to maintain it. Today, Chahar is torn apart. ”

"The Last Great Khan!" A thought flashed through Zhai Zhe's mind, and he sighed secretly: "That's the last Great Khan of Mongolia!" ”

Amur stopped his grief and continued: "I want to lead the tribe into the loop, and we will not invade the Tumuts, nor will we invade \

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u4f6o, we don't have that strength anymore. ”

Amur is also leaving Ezhe! Chahar is truly torn apart.

Zhai Zhe's mind was a mess. The death of Lin Dan Khan also indicates that his plan to unite Tumut and Chahar has failed, and a divided Chahar is already too busy to take care of itself.

"Is that okay?" Amur's eyes really looked like he was begging.

Zhai Zhe reined in his thoughts, and after a short period of consideration, he said, "I want to repay!" The Han Ministry was ordered to garrison the Hetao, and no one would come here to harass you as long as I wanted to. "He's going to take advantage of it.

"A thousand war horses, we will provide you in December." Amur gritted his teeth, he didn't want to be driven away by the cunning Han people after he finished paying.

"That's too little, three thousand!"

"Eighteen hundred!"

"Half a year!"

"Deal!"

Having received a satisfactory answer, Amur left with his cavalry.

Standing at the door of the tent and watching the Chahar cavalry disappear on the horizon, Zhai Zhe could not calm down, and he wanted to reorganize the plan.

Neither he nor Amur mentioned the Jurchens again, because that no longer made sense, there was no Lin Dan Khan, the Chahar was divided, what did the Mongol tribes do to fight against the Jurchens?

Hanzhai is crowded and busy, and many people have been added in the past year, and the cottage can no longer be accommodated, so Zong Mao arranged to build a lot of earthen houses in the surrounding area.

On the grassland opposite the Tumao River, there are also Han people's bansheng houses, and living there can be convenient for cultivating the cultivated fertile land. Whether it is a soldier or a peasant, they are busy and diligent under the constraints of the village rules and military discipline, and the faces of the Han people are filled with a kind of satisfaction. As long as you work here, you won't starve to death, and you can even have your own savings.

Zhai Zhe inspected the Hanzhai again, from the newly cultivated land to the blacksmith shop that was busy all day long, and the noise and crowding made it seem vibrant.

Zhai Zhe didn't show a trace of a smile during the whole process, and his face was grim, which made Zong Mao, who was following behind, uneasy.

Xiao Zhiyan sneaked to his residence and asked, "How is it?" "Only a small part of the Han village knows about the secret contact with the Chahar people.

"Lin Dan Khan is dead, and the suzeraint tribe of Mongolia is finished!"

Zhai Zhe looked at Xiao Zhiyan's shocked expression, his face was calm, and said, "I will do my best." But maybe it's time to think that one day we'll leave the prairie. ”