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No goods flowed out of the Han land, and the Naturalization City was left with a shell.

The shopkeeper and his companions of the Shang Alliance have already packed their bags and gone to Hanzhai, and they also have something to rely on in the grassland.

At the foot of Lao Ya Mountain, the chaotic crowd was crowded into piles, and the non-business alliance business men who ventured out of the jam were placed here by the Han Ministry. is born from the same root, although there is a conflict of interests, Zhai Zhe will not see them fend for themselves.

There were still Mongols from remote tribes who made long journeys to reach naturalization.

The Khan Tent cavalry went around informing that in another month, when the war between the Jurchens and the Ming was over, the goods could flow into the steppe again, and they could exchange them for what they wanted, including iron tools. Some believe, some leave. Ombu Khan is doing his best to save the reputation of the Naturalized City.

Outside the city of naturalization, Gurug traveled alone.

"The war is over in a month?" He sneered in his heart, I'm afraid that only Immortal Heaven will know when this war will end.

can be poor and lowly, but not rich and noble, the bridge that has been born countless times in this world now falls between him and Omubu Khan.

After the Tumut tribe reoccupied Monan, there were many conflicts between him and the Great Khan.

The Great Khan's actions made him more and more incomprehensible, and because of Ulan's temperament, he rejected the marriage of the Jurchens, and allowed the Han merchants to gain a lot of wealth and power in the steppe. The last time the Han had independent cavalry in the steppe was hundreds of years ago. Especially after Hang Gao told him about the strength of the Han cavalry, there were even heavy armored knights.

Last year, when the Han people entered the grassland, he saw the rise of the tribes of Geriletu and Ulan, and almost half of Tumut's forces were entangled with the Han people, and there were endless troubles in the future.

In Guluge's view, a strong Chahar would not have the strength to fight the Jurchens, and Tumut's submission was inevitable. The former Yehebu has been annexed, so many former relatives are fighting for the Jurchens, and after decades of wind and rain, what else can't he see?

"Lord Gurug?" A soft snort disturbed his thoughts.

A stout man greeted him a dozen paces away, with a respectful attitude, and a scar on his right cheek was terrifying, not like an ordinary Mongolian.

"My name is Eruzhuo, and I am a subordinate of Yue Tobel!" The man introduced himself.

"Oh!" Gu Luge looked left and right, and seeing that there was nothing unusual around, he stretched out his hand to greet him to his side, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "Does Lord Belle have anything to order?" ”

"Baylor will leave Mo Nan tomorrow and return to Liaodong, and I want to see you before leaving!" Eruzhuo whispered close to his ear.

"Are Dakin's soldiers and horses going to withdraw to Liaodong?"

"It's not! Tomorrow you see Baylor and know for yourself. Eruzhuo receded like a ghost.

The grassland in September is verdant with a hint of yellowishness.

All that remained in the harvested corn field was a yellowed stalk. In the Han region, those will be the food of livestock, and there is no shortage of water and grass in the grasslands, which will be burned to be used as fertilizer for planting in the following year.

If it weren't for the supply of food and grass for the Jurchen army, the life of the Tumuts would have been very good this year.

After finishing the crops in the fields, Hannu was busy harvesting the lush grass of the grassland, which was prepared for the winter livestock. Without white plagues and heavy snowfalls, winter livestock do not need to prepare hay. But the Mongols would not let the Han people be idle, and with the Han people, the Tumut people gradually became lazy, and even handed over the menial work such as grazing and milking to the Han people.

The autumn breeze is sluggish, and the weather is getting cooler.

Princess Ulan's car tent also returned from the Tuoketo steppe to naturalize, and the maid who accompanied her was full of worry, and the princess had been sullen for most of the year, and she was happy a year ago.

The Tumuts have resolved the crisis, Ulan's worries are getting more and more, and she even misses those years in the Chahar people\

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The Jurchens invaded the Ming Dynasty, the Tumuts supplied grain and grass, and the marriage of Mobei Mongolia became more and more difficult for her to accept. Her brother urgently recruited her to return, it should be that incident has eyebrows, and she thought of Zhai Zhe again, the Han who relied on her in her most difficult time, and she would only miss it when she didn't see each other.

Outside the city of Naturalization, Omubu Khan personally went out of the city gate to greet him, with a bright smile on his face.

"Ulan, with you in Tuoketuo, the Chahar people of the Hetao grassland will not dare to invade again, it is really the lucky star of my Tumut!" There was a hint of flattery in Omubu's words, which was not what he should have done towards Ulan.

The petite deerskin boots stepped on the stirrups, and Ulan turned over and dismounted like a sparrow, and the pigtails on his head waved, and he forced a smile and said: "That's not my credit, it's all the battle between the Han and Geriletu in the Hetao." ”

Behind the Great Khan, the obese Mao Hanyin stepped forward to help lead Ulan's jujube red horse, Ulan glanced at him and handed the horse to the attendant behind him.

Mao Han smiled wryly, and the outstretched hand retracted.

"Let's go into town! I have prepared a feast in the house. Omubu raised his hand.

The banquet for the princess was simple and light, full of Han dishes that Ulan loved to eat, which were carefully prepared by the chefs of the Han people specially invited by the Great Khan from the caravan, and there was no wine, and the meal did not last long.

The attendant moved quickly, cleaned up the hall and retreated, and only the two brothers and sisters were left in the large space.

"Ulan, you haven't shown me a smile since you entered Naturalization City, do you think I'm willing to do this?"

Omubu Khan broke the frozen air first, and the awkward atmosphere irritated him.

"Really?" Ulan forced a laugh.

"The Chechen Khan has sent a letter that Arukharka is willing to marry our Tumut, and the marriage will be held next spring." The Khan's voice was low.

"Ahh

Ulan Muran's reaction made Omubu Khan more and more uncomfortable, and he wished that Ulan could quarrel with him

"Ulan, I know your thoughts. But except for Mobei Mongolia, Tumut has no more suitable marriage partner. Survey\u5

netbsp; 4c8 The Er tribe is like a wolf, the Jurchens are like tigers, and the Tumuts cannot survive in Monan if they do not find a strong ally. You also know that the Jurchens have no strength, and in their eyes they are no different from slaves. ”

"Mobei Mongolia, ah......" Ulan sighed, his eyes gloomy.

"You have liked Sanniangzi since you were a child, and you know that Sanniangzi likes the fashion of the Han people, but do you know what kind of person Sanniangzi is?" Omubu Khan's tone was dejected, and it was also a pain in his heart, "That year, I was twenty-three years old, she was fifty-five years old, for the sake of Tumut Mongolia, she still had to marry me, you are also a descendant of the Khan, for the sake of the Tumut tribe, you ......"

"Brother, don't say it, I'll marry!" Ulan interrupted him, "I never said I wouldn't marry!" ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Omubu Khan's mouth, "That's right, the Mongols still have to rely on the Mongols, the Han people can be used but not trusted, you know that Zhai Zhe, I asked him to send military food into the fortress, he carried all the Mongolian cavalry with him, he would not turn his face with the Ming Dynasty, if I threw myself into the Jurchen and the Ming Dynasty as enemies, he would definitely break with me, but I Tumut can't do without him now." No matter which side the Jurchen and the Ming reckoned towards, our Tumut Department would fall into another crisis, and only the Mongols would be brothers. ”

"Are the Chahars too?" Ulan asked suddenly.

Omubu Khan's face changed slightly, and he was speechless.