When Amin fought with Hezhuo south of Qingcheng in the Karaqin tribe, the Mongolian herders north of the city often did not know why there was a rumbling 'thunder' from the south. But when Amin was defeated, the more than 100,000 herdsmen gathered in Qingcheng immediately became frightened and fled in all directions.

The war went faster than anyone could have imagined, and the Mongols, accustomed to attacking, immediately relented when they found out that their attack was unfavorable. And after the Jurchens found that they could not fight, they quickly fell into a rout. These barbarians are actually not good at defensive warfare, and once the attack fails, they can only flee.

Amin was defeated and fled, and Ho Zhuo immediately ordered a pursuit. The 30,000-strong Han Chinese army pursued the grassland for a day and a night, and their good organization allowed them to exert their strong combat effectiveness. The Han cavalry even chased out more than 200 li, capturing tens of thousands of Mongols and Jurchens.

Most of the people who fled were Mongolian young and strong, and they left behind their cattle and sheep, tents, women, old and young, wandering alone on the steppe. It was only when they found themselves alone that they realized the horror of the disaster. Without the race, they simply cannot survive.

Inside the fence of Qingcheng, the heads of more than a dozen leaders of the Karaqin Department were hung high. He Zhuo refused the surrender of the Karaqin tribe of Taijipur Kadu, his head hung on the highest place, his teeth bared, his eyes glared, his face distorted, and he looked like he could not believe it before he died.

The captured Mongols passed under the heads of these chiefs and looked at these once high nobles with disbelief. These nobles died, and the Han people executed them without mercy. But it was an authentic grassland woman who gave the order, and Zhuo stood on the lookout car, announcing who was the new master here from now on with a loud magic weapon.

"This land will belong to the 'revolutionary army' in the future, and it will belong to Zhou Qingfeng, the commander of the 'revolutionary army'. I am Hezhuo of Ye Hebu, and I am also Zhou Qingfeng's woman. My man ordered me to command a large army to conquer the steppes. Either stay and be obedient or flee and be enemies. If you want to be an enemy, you have to wait for us to clear it. If you are a submissive citizen, it is better to listen to what I am saying next. ”

He Zhuo is proficient in Manchu and Mongolian languages, and her fame on the grassland is greater than that of Zhou Qingfeng. The herdsmen who were close to her were amazed by her beauty, and when they heard her say that she was 'Hezhuo of Yehebe', they immediately knew who she was.

"From this day forward, there are no more heads in the steppe, Taiji, Baylor. The moths that have ruled the land for generations will be cleaned up. The 'revolutionary army' will send officials to control the steppes, and all the horse herders will no longer have to pay heavy taxes, and they will no longer have to pay high prices to buy tea, salt, cloth, and iron from the chiefs. These goods will be sold directly to you by the Han Chinese. ”

If this is said by an ordinary Han person, the Mongols are afraid that they will not believe it. But Hezhuo, who had just won the battle, naturally had the right to dictate to these Mongols, and the captured Mongols also recognized the privileges of the victors. Obedience to the strong, this is a rule that has been popular on the grassland for thousands of years, and there is nothing wrong with it.

He Zhuo was stationed in Qingcheng, more than 100 kilometers away from the Yanshan Mountain Range and more than 200 kilometers away from Xifengkou, and the logistical pressure of the 30,000-strong army became very great. She no longer marched lightly, but expanded locally. The militia began to rebuild Qingcheng, turning the Mongol city into a Han Chinese city. Migrant workers were protected by cavalry to transport supplies and goods from Gyeonggi to Cheongseong.

Military occupation is only temporary, economic occupation is fundamental. He Zhuo has studied by Zhou Qingfeng's side for more than a year, and he still learned a lot of knowledge. On the night of the Han victory, He Zhuo released some Mongolian herdsmen, women and children, allowing them to take their cattle and sheep with them, and at the same time expressed his willingness to trade with them.

He Zhuo also encouraged the captured Mongols to expose their past leaders. As long as the tribal leaders who have bullied them in the past are arrested, and if they catch one, they will be given an iron pot - if they are verified, they will be given on the spot. The poor people of Mongolia are all poor, and an iron pot is enough to make them blush.

As for the herdsmen who do not want to stay, it is not difficult to let them go. This does not contradict the ongoing pursuit. One is to win people's hearts, and the other is to break morale. This is 'those who follow me prosper, and those who go against me die', one soft and one hard, with excellent results.

Most Mongols chose to stay, both because of tradition and because of the practical benefits. As many tribal leaders were executed, as many tribe Mongols came to pledge allegiance to Hezhuo - the historical Lin Dan Khan was killed by Huang Taiji, and as a result, his territory was occupied by Huang Taiji, his wife was slept with by Huang Taiji, and the children were beaten by Huang Taiji, and his subordinates were under the control of Huang Taiji.

Even the Mongols were plagued by the Manchu Qing's policy of 'reducing Ding' for more than 200 years. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were more than one million Mongols. By the end of the Qing Dynasty, it was still more than a million. For such a miserable thing, I didn't see the Mongols shouting.

What ethnic hatred? Nothing. Very harmonious!

There was a strong force to maintain order, and the situation in Qingcheng stabilized overnight. He Zhuo's gaze turned to the east, one was Jinzhou and the other was Quang Ninh. Further east, is Shenyang, where Nurhachi is located.

At sunset, there was a gale on the prairie. Lu Xiangsheng and Sun Chuanting stood by the fence outside the city, speechless for a long time. The corpses on the battlefield are still there, and the fighting spirit of the Mongols has disappeared. Where do they still have the momentum to sweep across Europe and Asia back then? Even if Temujin came back to life, there was no way.

"Sun Moubai has read books for more than 20 years, if it wasn't for this trip with the army, he didn't know that this world was so vast." Sun Chuanting said with a sigh, "I really want to bring my father and brother and others in my family to see the world together, only to know that what we learn on weekdays is really shallow." ”

Lu Xiangsheng scratched his head with a wry smile, "Lu is very conceited on weekdays, he was praised when he was in his hometown, he consciously was both civil and military, and the world naturally let me walk, so I didn't serve anyone." walked on the battlefield today, but it ended up ridiculous and embarrassing. It's a shame to think about the past. Now I know that many of the virtuous people of the 'revolutionary army' are great talents, and I am really not as good. ”

Cow dung bonfires were lit in front of the two men, and piles of Mongols were huddled in front of several stalls to do business with Han Chinese soldiers. During the day, they each held their own knives and guns to fight each other, and in the blink of an eye, they were bargaining.

In winter, everything withers, and the cattle and sheep on the grassland lose fat, and it is easy to freeze to death and starve to death. The cattle and sheep brought by the herdsmen are very thin, but they are also eager to exchange for necessary daily necessities. The Han Chinese army was not a caravan, and there was not much goods to trade, but as long as they were logistically even, they could meet the needs of the Mongols.

There is no way, the 'revolutionary army' is really rich in this era, and it is really no problem to deal with a market that is not even short of salt. Not to mention that He Zhuo had already ordered the rear to immediately mobilize supplies, and the 'revolutionary army' was even more riveted to support the front line for the sake of war.

He Zhuo's 30,000 horses brought a lot of salty salt, wrapped in oiled paper, and a bag was about one kilogram. A Mongolian herdsman stretched out his finger and dipped it in some salty salt, stuffed it into his mouth, licked it, and immediately pulled his two cows over. The cow led him and put it down, and he took the bag of salty salt and left.

The soldiers who set up the stalls groaned several times in a row, and the herdsmen holding the salt walked faster. The soldier had to chase after him, stuffed another bag of salty salt into his hand, and shouted: "We have a military order, fair trade, and no tricks." ”

The herdsman looked at the two packets of salty salt in his arms and was stunned on the spot, speaking Mongolian language that others could not understand. He would return to the stall and bring back a packet of salty salt, and a 'tea' sounded from his mouth. The soldier who set up the stall immediately understood, took back a bag of salty salt, and handed out two large tea bricks. The herdsman was overjoyed, and gave the soldier a big salute, treating him as a tribal leader.

Lu Sun and the others sighed when they saw this scene, and Sun Chuanting laughed in a low voice: "Our handsome man can't see other skills, and he really has a way of buying people's hearts." directly gives people benefits, so that the enemy can't hate him if he wants to. was obviously beaten by him, and a lot of people died, but I have to say that he is good when I look back. ”

"This is really food in my hands, and I don't panic." Lu Xiangsheng also smiled, "Last year was a bumper harvest, and ordinary people could store some grain at home." The civilian workers in this army eat better than the official gentry, and I have never seen anyone who would eat fish and meat for the long-term tenants, and this 'revolutionary army' can do the same. ”

Sun Chuanting said: "In the past, I always felt that the barbarians in the north must be unruly, and they could not be subdued without force. Now it seems that it is not difficult to make them stable, and it is no different from managing the people of the Central Plains. ”

"It has to be a 'revolutionary army' to be like that. Change to someone else, no play. Lu Xiangsheng remembered the past Da Ming, and immediately shook his head.

Although night fell, the temporary market stalls were thriving. The wagons of the Han army were pulled over, and a large number of cattle, sheep and horses purchased on the spot were directly loaded into the wagons and transported south overnight. As long as they are fed more forage after the beginning of spring, these animals can quickly grow fat, and their value will be doubled by then. Whether it is for personal use or resale, the 'revolutionary army' can make a lot of money in vain.

Some herders do not have cattle, horses and sheep, so they even bring their wives and children to sell. The soldiers who set up the stalls refused on the spot, but said that they were willing to hire someone to do some odd work and give them a little payment—there is always some dirty work in an army of 30,000 people that needs to be done. In addition, the army also needs some guides, a leading party, and in short, the cooperation of local herdsmen.

In short, the arrival of a new force in the grassland will inevitably trigger earth-shaking changes.

And when night also fell, Abatai's gang who fled from the battlefield were in a miserable situation. Of the 30,000 Jurchens, only about 5,000 escaped with him, and the rest were scattered and missing. But because the target of these 5,000 people was too big, they quickly attracted the pursuit of the Han army's infantry cavalry.

A small number of Han cavalry had been clinging to Abatai's men and horses, and behind them were two infantry battalions of the Wehrmacht riding in horse-drawn carriages. In order to survive, Abatai had to keep surviving, and used his men and horses as bait to lure the Han army away. Scattered so many times, there are less than two thousand Jurchens who can still gather around him now.

Amin died, and died on the back of Abatai's horse. This Daikin Erbeile was hit by more than a dozen projectiles, and even steel balls from artillery shotguns. It was a miracle that he wasn't torn apart by the bombardment, but he still bled to death.

Degele is dead, Zilharan is dead. The 'invincible' Jurchen army died even more, and the myth of the invincibility of the Dajin Kingdom was completely shattered.

What's next?

Abatai didn't know, he only knew that he was really in big trouble this time.