Early morning.

Yang Feng is like a tourist who believes in the snow-covered grasslands......

Of course, there is actually a battlefield in front of him.

Hundreds of Mongol cavalrymen fleeing from the chaos were being driven forward into traps by the Ming army.

There is a long camel wall.

These Mongolian cavalry obviously didn't know what this meant, and they were cornered in the Ming cavalry on both wings, and they regarded this inconspicuous camel wall as an escape road, after all, there were gaps between these camels, and there was no cavalry behind the camels, as long as they rushed over, they could pass through and shake off the flanks of the Ming army.

And then escaped.

On horseback, the Mongol cavalrymen with bows and arrows were waiting to rush close enough to shoot the Ming soldiers behind the camels.

However......

Flames erupted from the camel's back.

A rapid-fire gun, on a specially made gun carriage, fired shotgun shells at these Mongol cavalrymen like a salvo from the side of a sail battleship.

Gunsmoke fills the snowy grasslands.

The Mongolian cavalry in the wild gallop instantly turned over on their backs.

The horses that fell in front made the cavalry behind have to slow down, and they controlled the horses for the first time when they suffered such a blow, looking at the camels on the opposite side in horror. The Ming soldiers behind the camel reloaded as fast as they could, and in just a dozen seconds, the second round of shells was fired, and then more Mongol cavalry fell. The rest finally came to their senses and turned around in panic, but they were confronted with a long wall of camels, and the rapid-fire guns on the flanks kept firing as they fled. They continued to fall in a frenzy, and their numbers became smaller and smaller, and soon there were less than a hundred horsemen left.

Of course, none of this can be run.

Because the cavalry of the Ming army had completed the encirclement, they quickly completed their submergence.

"It's better to use rapid-fire guns on the prairie!"

Zhang Fu said.

He looked at the wounded soldiers who were still struggling and wailing in the smoke of gunfire in front of him.

"If these Mongol cavalry were heavily armoured, it would be difficult for a small shrapnel to penetrate them."

Yang Feng said.

"But after putting on the heavy armor, they can't run anymore."

Zhang Fu said.

These cavalry generals do still prefer rapid-fire guns, and these rapid-fire guns were originally improved by Yang Feng, and the air leakage problem is much less than in the original history, especially those cannons, which are cartridges, and there are bullet-like bottle mouths in front.

It's all brass, and the expansion after firing creates a seal.

In fact, the original version also has it.

It's just that the original version is very thick because of material problems, and the expansion effect is better than nothing.

And behind the breech is not a wooden stopper.

The original version was stuffed with wood and then smashed with a sledgehammer.

But this is a camel cannon.

It's not good to smash.

Therefore, after the bolt manufacturing technology was perfected, Yang Feng simply improved them into screws, and after installing the gun, the back artillery would use the screw to push it to the tightest and lock it at the fastest speed, just like the gun lock of a real breech gun.

The resulting rapid-fire guns were not weakly powerful.

Within 200 meters, with a large shotgun, it can still easily penetrate heavy armor.

"We have caught more than 10,000 mouths in total, and the king said you want them all?"

Zhang Fu said.

"Yes, give it all to me, tell my brothers, I will give you as much money as you want."

Yang Feng instantly came to the spirit.

The main goal of his trip is to act as a buyer, which is what he negotiated with Zhu Di can be said to be a quid pro quo, no matter how many prisoners of the Ming army, no matter men, women and children, he wants them all, these people are suitable for cold zone life, and they also know how to graze, and they would rather not just open up wasteland and farm in the future, and animal husbandry is also an important development project. He is currently studying milk powder technology, which is not to say that it is difficult to do, in fact, herders now have it, but it is different from large-scale industrial production, and storage and transportation all require technology. However, storage can be done in the form of cans, that is, tinplate cans, so that transportation can also be solved, but industrial production is indeed very troublesome, the earliest industrial production was drum drying, but that was the middle of the nineteenth century, and the power had already become a steam engine.

While it is true that building a steam engine is an important development goal for him in the future, it will not be easy to achieve, at least in the short term.

Then it can only be animal power.

In short, the future Tunken Group will be a trust based on agriculture, animal husbandry and fishery, and the food processing industry.

Not only Hoeryong, but also Shuofang, there will be more reclamation areas in the future.

He had to ask for someone.

What happened to the women and children?

In the future, each member of the reclamation team will have a wife and a concubine.

Zhang Fu didn't say anything, Yang Feng wanted so many people, and his unsubservient heart was clearly revealed, but fortunately, his unsubservient heart was originally open, and the emperor and the ministers were all used to it, but King Yan used this to trade with Yang Feng, which seemed to be telling Yang Feng something!

"But how do you get them back?"

He asked.

This question......

"Which of you came back from the Central Plains?"

Yang Feng looked at him in front of him, and it could be said that there was a sea of people shouting.

These are not only women and children, but also many adult men, the Ming army's favorite blow is actually to capture prisoners, and they are generally not killed, Zhu Yuanzhang is actually very lenient to the Mongols, even more lenient than those Mongolian nobles. Those who surrender will not be killed, and then settled in the interior, and those who surrender voluntarily will keep a pastoral area and give it to a detention guard, which will become similar to the existence of Tusi. Even those who surrender first and then betray and then surrender will actually be pardoned, even if they are really settled after the fact, it is also for those princes and nobles with special status.

Ordinary Mongols are alive and well, and it can even be said that there are more Mongols under the rule of the Ming Dynasty than under the rule of the Mongol Great Khan.

"Adults, the little ones have fled back from the capital."

An old woman stepped forward tremblingly and said in what was already very stiff Chinese.

And then quite a few identified themselves.

"Want to go back?"

Yang Feng said.

"Think, think about it day and night, if you go back to the adults, after the little ones come back, they don't know how to live here, and they can't stand the customs here, they don't even dare to take a bath here, and they can't even save their lives if they accidentally suffer from the wind and cold.

Neither can herding, and often starve.

In winter, people freeze to death.

Compared with the past days in Dadu, it is simply not a ghost or a ghost.

When the Goryeo envoys came, we all cried at them. ”

An old man wiped tears from his eyes and said.

This is true, the North Korean side did remember clearly to him, the Goryeo envoy went to the steppe, and a bunch of Mongols surrounded him and wept......

"I'm self-sown, trapped in the middle of the line, and I don't want to restore etiquette today!"

Look at it, and when I saw a Goryeo envoy, I cried excitedly and said that there was a new ritual education.

Bitter!

It's so bitter!

In the final analysis, if you have been eating and drinking snow in the grassland, it is nothing, the ancestors have been used to it for generations, but after living a good life in the Central Plains, they suddenly returned to the wind and snow of the grassland, it can really be said that people are not ghosts and ghosts. It has only been more than 20 years now, and the days of those years cannot be completely forgotten, and even the living habits of those years are still remaining, which is also an important reason why Mongolia was finally divided into Warat and Tatar. These Mongols who returned to the steppe in the north, and those who have always retained the customs of the steppe, are already two ethnic groups at all. For the grassland tribes such as Warat, they are a group of mourning dogs, and if they flee back to the grassland to provide them with protection, what qualifications do they have to put on the face of an emperor and noble?

As for them, the Warat and other tribes are nothing more than vassals, and barbarians who do not understand etiquette and education have to grovel to them.

We're the Great Khan!

Emperor!

You're just a bunch of wild people who haven't bathed all your life.

It's no wonder that the two sides don't fight!

In the end, Zhu Yuanzhang was the stable emperor in the south for thirty years, and the Northern Yuan Dynasty fought in the north for decades, and the Guangda Khan changed a bunch, and the Yuan Shun Emperor was followed by the Yuan Zhaozong Aiyu Zhili Dala, the Tianyuan Emperor Degusi Timur, the Great Khan who killed the monarch also Sudieer, and his son Enke, who successfully counter-killed Erle Boke, has changed six so far.

Then they continued to change.

Messily changed.

It wasn't until his father was happy that he reluctantly re-completed the unification of things by force.

Then his son was lucky enough to meet a good opponent called the Son of Heaven.

For the Mongols who came back from the Central Plains in front of Yang Feng, in the chaos of changing six Great Khans in a row for more than 20 years, in the nomadism that they have not adapted to, and in the harsh natural conditions, they really yearn to return to the warm Central Plains all the time, and even if they can't return to the Central Plains, they can return to Monan, which can be said to be out of the sea of suffering.

"I'll give you a chance."

Yang Feng said.

The Mongols looked at him in surprise.

"I am your new master, King Yan has sold you all to me, and you will all be my slaves and maidservants in the future, so as long as you are loyal to me, I can let you return to Monan.

And I will also give you a worry-free life.

Of course, if you are unfaithful to me, then you will have to die. ”

Yang Feng said.

"Adults, little ones are loyal!"

The Mongols, who knew Chinese, hurriedly shouted.

This question is not important, originally they are equivalent to the slaves and maids of those nobles, to be slaves and maids to the Taiji of the Golden Family is to be slaves and maids, and to be slaves and maids to Yang Feng is also to be slaves and maids, as long as they can get rid of this sea of suffering, they can do anything.

"Really? I don't believe it! ”

Yang Feng said.

"Huh?"

The Mongols looked at him blankly.

"You, come here!"

Yang Feng pointed to a man who was obviously in the prime of life and said.

The latter hurriedly stepped forward and knelt at Yang Feng's feet in a humble posture, and then a knife fell in front of him......

"What is faithfulness? Faithfulness is that I let you die, and you will die without hesitation, so now is the time to prove your faithfulness, take this knife and stick it in your stomach. ”

Yang Feng said.

The man looked at the knife in front of him in amazement.

"Why, refusal? If you can't even do that, why do you say you're faithful to me? Hurry up, don't you just pick up a knife and stab yourself in the stomach? Even if you die, I will take your dead body back to Mo Nan to find a warm place to bury it. If you don't want to be faithful to me, then there's no need for you to keep it, don't say I didn't give you a chance. ”

Yang Feng said.

The man continued to look at the knife.

The Mongols behind were silent.

"Balta, don't be looked down upon!"

The old man in the back shouted.

"Yes, hurry up, we are loyal to the adults, if the adults want us to die, we have to die too, and we would rather die under the sword of the adults than the suffering of hunger and cold!"

Another shouted.

……

Yang Feng looked at them with satisfaction.

Balta's hand finally trembled to the hilt.

"Come, prove your faithfulness!"

Yang Feng said.

Balta finally grabbed the knife.

And then......

"I'll kill you first!"

He roared and stabbed Yang Feng.

The next moment, Yang Feng's foot kicked him in the chest, and then he flew out upside down as if he was thrown by a stone thrower, drawing a blood-spurting arc, falling more than ten meters away, smashing to the ground and convulsing. Those Mongols were stunned with fright, and watched Yang Feng walk up to Balta and stomp down suddenly, the hard frozen ground and his brute strength made the latter's head finally unbearable......

"Do you want my life? Emperor Ming is helpless against me, which onion are you. ”

Ambassador Yang looked disgusting on the snow, wiping the blood and brains from his boots.

The Mongols were so frightened that they all fell to their knees in an instant.

This is a mortal, it is clearly a demon......

No, God and Buddha.

One by one, they trembled and fell to the ground......

"Come here!"

Yang Feng pointed to another and said.

The latter cried and crawled to his feet.

"Come, poke yourself and prove your loyalty."

Yang Feng kicked the knife at him.

The man shuddered and picked up the knife, then looked back at the crowd, and finally turned the knife upside down with a gritted tooth......

"Master, the slave has been loyal to you!"

He said.

Then he stabbed the knife down.

"Very good, this is a really loyal good slave, carry him down, as for you, stay here and wait for me first, I have bought back livestock for you from King Yan, how to live before, how to live next. When spring begins, I will come back and take you south, and as for where you will go to graze in the future, I will make other arrangements, but you can rest assured, since you say that I am my slave and maid, then I will be responsible for you.

You will not suffer from this hunger and cold again. ”

Yang Feng said.

"Thank you for your grace!"

The old man shouted sensibly.

"Thank you for your grace!"

Those who knew Chinese kowtowed to thank him, including the one who stabbed himself, and also struggled to lie on the ground to thank him, he just stabbed himself, and he was not sure to die.

Of course, even if he will die, he is actually not at a loss, after all, his wife and children can get rid of the sea of suffering.

"I didn't expect you to really let him stab him!"

Zhang Fu looked at the Mongolians who were happily preparing for a new life, and said with some emotion.

"What do you mean? If I let him stab him, of course he has to stab him, did he do it, but I broke my promise? Your graceful and powerful things are of no use here, nothing but to satisfy your own self-righteousness, and here you are to make them fearful, unforgettable fear. Grace will not be exchanged for allegiance, it will only make them feel that you are weak, and a short period of gratitude is useless, just to add money to the next betrayal, but unforgettable fear can make them tremble in your shadow all the time.

Treachery?

Don't dare to die! ”

Yang Feng said.