"Legends? Why haven't you heard of such a legend? ”

Although the tenth elder brother was born in Beijing and cannot write well, he knows a lot about the history of the Manchu and Mongolian ethnic groups and some local customs.

"Back to the prince, the slave didn't say a word of lie!"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask anyone."

Khurkha was afraid that the tenth elder brother would not believe his words, and he was a little anxious, "The slave can swear to the Immortal Heaven, if there is a half-word of nonsense today, the slave will not die well!" ”

"Okay, I'll believe you once!"

Brother Ten waved his hand and didn't hold on to this question.

Although the Dzheka tribe is only a small tribe, as a herdsman tribe growing on the grassland, their followers are definitely a big help for the ten elder brothers to go to the Kulun Banner.

Don't look at the Ten Elder Brothers, who brought a full 5,000 Eight Banners family, but these Eight Banners in Beijing have already lost too many skills.

"Slave Xie Wangye!"

After listening to the words of the tenth elder brother, Khurkha almost cried with joy.

"Tell me about the legend of these 800 cavalry, I want to hear it!"

Such legends have emerged on the grassland, but the court has not received any news.

"Back to the prince, these eight hundred cavalry appeared on the grassland, for a few years, or maybe more than ten years. How long, the minions are not clear. But the first time the minions heard about the eight hundred cavalry was eight years ago. ”

"The minion's in-laws, Haralabu, were wiped off the steppe overnight."

"Harala, I've heard of it. Doesn't it mean that this small tribe was destroyed by a snowstorm? ”

The movements on the grassland, especially the disappearance of the tribes, could not be reported to the imperial court. And Kangxi once taught this tribe a lesson to their brothers, telling them to know how to revere this heaven and earth.

"That's how the escalation is reported. However, the minion later went to the scene to see it. Everyone in the Harala tribe was strangled to death, including my poor daughter and three grandsons. ”

"In that case, why didn't you report it to the court?"

A tribe, even if it is a small tribe, has been wiped out in this way, and none of the many tribes on the grassland have reported the truth of this matter!

Brother Ten felt a little panicked.

He didn't feel angry, he felt terrible.

All along, he thought that the control of the other party in the imperial court was strong enough. Even the Mongol tribes, under the imperial court's marriage policy, have long been closely united with the imperial court.

But these things that Khurkha said made the tenth elder brother suddenly realize that even his eloquent emperor Ama was very weak in his control over the local area.

"Lord Wang, if the slave reports it, who will believe it?"

"These eight hundred cavalry roam the steppe like ghosts, and no one knows where they are, and no one knows if they really exist?"

"Even if the minion is on the fold, what should I say?"

If there is no conclusive evidence of the existence of these 800 cavalry, then the 800 cavalry does not exist.

Brother Ten sighed, he probably understood what Khurkha was worried about. I have to say that this is human nature, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!

"Everyone in the Harala tribe was strangled to death, this can be used as evidence!"

Brother Ten suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the Hurkha Temporal.

Khurkha smiled and said, "The prince may not know that after the accident of the Harala Ministry, it was the Korqin Ministry that was responsible for handling the aftermath. ”

"After the minions inspected the corpses at the scene, the bodies of all the people in the Harara tribe were burned!"