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Whether it is the Xuanda Town of the Ming Dynasty or the Monan Grassland, they are maintaining a fragile balance, and the Han Department is struggling to grow in this temporary peace, just like a young shoot passing through the thorn forest, and one day it will grow into a towering tree.

Maybe it's not a bad thing to talk about it with Jiao Yuanbo, and suspicion will make both sides spend more energy to lift each other.

The big black horse stepped out of the gate of the border stopper, and Li Mingli, the guard who killed Hukou, came to see him off in person.

"Lord Qianhu, I'm bored in the grassland, welcome to Daming to relax!" Li Mingli has something to say, and at first glance he is not an easy character to get along with.

Zhai Zhe turned his head on the big black horse, his eyes sharp.

Li Mingli looked at him for a moment and then looked away.

"I am a big celebrity, and the homes of all the Han people in the Han Department are in the Saine, and I hope that the garrison can always understand the difficulties of the Han people who are living outside the Saine!"

The big black horse crossed the canyon and ran towards the grassland.

Li Mingli stood under the gate of the Killing Hukou Gate and did not turn back until the thirty or so horsemen disappeared from sight, and the characters handed over to him by the governor were not as easy as he imagined.

After the ice and snow thawed, the Monan grassland also lost its winter tranquility.

The Chahar tribe crossed the Yellow River in batches and migrated to the east along the north of Guihua City. Ezhe was very careful not to offend the interests of the Tumuts, and ordered the Khan Horde cavalry to maintain the eastward route. After returning from Moxi, no one wanted to return there unless he was forced to do so, so he had to let the tribe look for pasture around the Tumuts.

Tribal migration is not a march, it is impossible for them all to walk along the same route, and scattered herds of cattle and horses stretch for hundreds of miles. After discovering that the tribe had fled the Zhangba grassland, Ezhe decided to move the ordinary tribe outside Zhangjiakou, so that he could obtain enough water and grass for the tribe on the one hand, and on the other hand, he could continue to recruit other tribes who had fled.

The Mongol tribes fought for many years, and the tribes suffered heavy losses, and the Monan steppe could fully support the existing Tumut tribe and Chahar tribe, and the front hooves were that the two could coexist peacefully.

But obviously that's hard.

From the time the Chahars appeared here in the land of Monan, conflict was inevitable.

Even Omub Khan could not figure out how many of his tribesmen's families died in Lin Dan Khan's westward migration, a great battle that brought the Mongols to complete decay, with the strongest tribes defeating the richest. In order to survive, Omub Khan knew tolerance, and the leaders of the tribes could tolerate it, but the minds of ordinary herdsmen were not so complicated, and their hatred could not be hidden.

In the dead of night, after the rainy season, most of the days in the grassland are cloudy, and you can't see your fingers.

Several gray Mongols were surrounded by a dense herd of cattle resting on the meadow not far away, and the wolfkiller dog wagged its tail and made a heavy wheezing sound.

In the darkness, dozens of black shadows sprang out and surrounded the yurt.

The wolfkillers pounce on them with a high-pitched bark, capable of dealing with ferocious jackals, but no threat to sophisticated hunters.

The knight in the shadows lit his torch and threw it in the direction of the tent, and several sharp arrows flew by in the glow of the fire, and the shrill cry turned into a wail.

The Chahars of the tent ran out in a panic, silent black shadows galloping around the settlement, torches flying towards the cowhide tent and igniting a raging fire, mixed with deadly arrows. The cries of women and children spread far and wide in the night, and the knight in the dark shadow showed no mercy, coldly taking life with the bow and arrow in his hand.

In less than a quarter of an hour, there was a loud whistle, and the shadow receded, disappearing into the darkness.

After the sky cleared, some of the later Chahar tribes showed the tragic situation here and quickly reported to Ezhe.

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Ezhe himself came to the place where the tragedy occurred, and a total of three Chahar herders were killed, including four children and four women.

The eyes of the surrounding Khan cavalry were all cast on the Great Khan, and the sneak attackers did not loot livestock, but only killed people, even women and children, most likely Tumuts.

After inspecting the scene, Ezhe held back his anger and ordered: "The scout battalion immediately finds out the whereabouts of the sneak attackers, no matter who it is, the blood of the Chahar people cannot be shed in vain!" ”

The camp was surrounded by horseshoe footprints, and Mongol scouts were adept at tracking.

Try your best to avoid it, you still can't escape when you should come, and the thing that Ezhe is most worried about is still born. He was first the Khan of the Chahars, and then the Great Khan of the Mongols. With the help of an unwon war, the Chahars had faith in him, and he was unwilling and afraid to pour cold water on him.

It took only a morning for the scouts to find a route for the attackers to retreat, leaving behind horseshoe prints that stretched all the way to the Tumert colony south of the Naturalized City, perhaps they didn't even bother to hide.

"Let's go! Come with me to naturalization! ”

A thousand Chahar cavalry followed the Great Khan's horse, and Ezhe prayed silently in his heart: "I hope that Omubu Khan can also understand the truth!" ”

The camp of the cavalry of the Chahar cavalry of the Northern Tumut Khan went straight to the city of naturalization. The Tumut cavalry, who had detected the enemy's tracks, was caught off guard and had no time to intercept it, and pursued it closely.

Ezheben walked twenty miles outside the city of Guihua and stopped, and ordered the messenger to deliver the letter.

Knowing that there were not many cavalry attacking, Omub Khan ordered Tokbo to lead the tribesmen and horses to meet the enemy, and he followed closely.

The envoy came to explain the intention, and Omubu Khan knew that Ezhe had no ill intentions, and also led a thousand cavalry to meet, and the Tumut cavalry was no longer in a hurry, and walked slowly behind.

The two columns of cavalry gathered for three or four miles and stopped.

Omubu Khan urged the horse forward, and Yuanjian Ezhe stood there with a gloomy face, and only greeted him on the horse: "I haven't seen the Great Khan for half a year, I don't know why the troops are coming today?" ”

Even when Zasaktu Khan and Tushetu Khan met Ezhe, they did a lot of superficial work, after all, it was the Great Khan of Mongolia, and Omubu Khan was so supportive that it made Ezhe's heart even more unhappy.

"I'm here to show you something!" Ezhe waved his hand back.

The knight behind him carried the body wrapped in cowhide forward and placed it fifty paces away from Omubu Khan. More than a dozen corpses lined up, and the shafts of arrows stuck in the stiff corpses were not removed.

"This is ......," Omub Khan's heart jumped.

"These are my Chahar herdsmen, who were killed on their way east last night!"

"Who is so bold?" Omubu Khan knew badly. As he spoke, the Tumut cavalry rushed over and surrounded Ezhe's 1,000 men in an arc.

"I ordered the scouts to investigate the whereabouts of the murderers, and they all went to the south of naturalization!"

"The Great Khan means ......"

"Recently, the steppe horse thieves have disappeared, and there are only Tumuts in the naturalized south, and the King of Fulao Khan can help find out the murderer, avenge the innocent and dead herdsmen, and also ensure that Tumut and Chahar avoid misunderstandings!" There is a hint of danger in Ezhe.

"It doesn't have to be my Tumut to do it!" Omubu Khan shirked.

"No matter who did it, the murderer is hiding in Guihua South, does the Khan want me to investigate there in person?" Ezhe's rhetoric was fierce.

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Naturalization South is the hinterland of Tumut.

Omubu Khan's face changed suddenly, and he said, "The real purpose of the Great Khan is not to track down the murderer, but to want that city, right?" ”

Ezhe smiled and said, "If I want to take Guihua City, why wait until this time, you go back and find out, you know if I am talking nonsense." I will give the king of Khan ten days, and after ten days, I will ask the king of Khan to hand over the murderer, and this matter will be stopped, otherwise this man's revenge can only be avenged by my own hands!" ”

After saying these words, Ezhe waved his hand and ordered the Chahar warriors to roll up the visiting corpse and place it on horseback, and a thousand cavalry passed through the gap in the Tumut encirclement and left.

The Chahars came and went in a hurry, leaving Omub Khan in a big problem.

He suspected in his heart that Ezhe was deliberately finding fault and looking for an excuse to encroach on the Naturalization City, so he immediately ordered the cavalry of the Tumut tribes to quickly assemble around the Naturalization City. After hesitating for a day, he didn't convey orders to Hanbu, and subconsciously he no longer trusted Zhai Zhe as much as he once did. (To be continued)

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