Chapter 230: The Suffering of the Mongols
An Chun didn't want to be a light bulb, so he had already run away, but Daruchi didn't have the eyesight to come over with his head down.
Since Song Wen unconditionally helped the Nadahai herdsmen to resist the horse bandits, Daruchi's respect for Song Wen has increased day by day, and after meeting, it has always been the chest stroking ceremony of the Mongols first.
"Lang Jun!"
"Old Da, what's the matter? But what happened to the wounded? ”
"No, I drank some strong wine and slept with gibberish...... Lang Jun, more than 100 scattered herdsmen rushed over to gather, and now there are more than 500 people in the camp...... With so many people trying to survive, eating has become a problem! But there are only more than 120 men who can fight on horseback and wield swords...... I'm afraid that before the horse bandits come, we will starve to death! ”
"Is there any news from the person who brought the salt kelp to negotiate a deal with the Kereh tribesmen?"
"The nearest Kerebe ranch is also seven or eight hundred miles away...... It takes at least half a month to go back and forth! But we only have enough cattle, sheep and food for less than ten days......"
Song Wen pondered for a while, and finally said helplessly: "Since you don't want to ask the Khitans for help to lure the wolf into the house, there is only one way!"
Da Luchi looked at Song Wen deadly: "I obey Lang Jun's orders!"
"Gather a group of war horses, let my people take the gold medal of the little marquis to the Khitan military camp to exchange food, and then I will find a way to bypass the Khitan checkpoint and send a caravan over to directly support the Nada Sea Grassland!"
"No, the war horses have to be kept for our knights to protect the grassland, and the Khitans can't count on it! The extra war horses have to be brought back to the Great Song Dynasty for Lang Jun to train cavalry...... Can't be cheap Khitan! ”
Song Wen's heart warmed...... If you treat each other sincerely, Daruchi and these Mongolian herdsmen will naturally be hearted towards themselves, and their first step will be considered the right one!
The two of them checked again, Song Wen didn't know when the little girl left, and he also approved a robe on himself.
Daruchi smiled...... "Lang Jun, the eldest lady is a good girl!" Although it is not the delicate lady of Da Song, she also has a good heart and good character! This is the grassland, Lang Jun doesn't have to stick to those bird rituals......"
Song Wen squinted at Daluchi ......, "Don't stick to etiquette, just like you?"
Daruchi's face turned red and his ears turned red......
Stabilize this new tribe first or fight a few groups of horse bandits first, Song Wen still chose to stabilize the tribe first and strengthen the team.
After all, the news has spread throughout the prairie...... Dahubala is now willing to elect Daruchi as the leader of the tribe, after all, Daruchi's brother Dawura is a hero who died in battle to protect the Nada Sea steppe and the large number of horse bandits.
The most important thing is that Daru Chi is well-informed, has a strong martial arts, and there is Song Wen, the powerful old lord of benevolence and mercy, who can be relied on, and the grassland people are not stupid, and the Khitan people are bent on suppressing and exploiting these herdsmen...... But this is different for the rich and capable Song people, after all, they can't come to the grassland to occupy territory, right?
An Chun reluctantly set off with two escorts, but there was no way to ...... The person who goes to see the Khitan commander must have some identity and status, and he must be calm. After all, this is something that is taboo...... The current Mongols are considered vassals of the Great Liao State, and their own vassals can worry about you as a Song person?
So An Chun's task is actually quite arduous. It depends on whether the commander of the thousand commanders will give Song Wen face or not, and it is estimated that with Brother Yelushan's scheming, he may have been prepared for this kind of thing a long time ago. It depends on how the little marquis of Brother Yelu Mountain makes the price.
In summer, the Modong grassland is very beautiful, and there are not many mosquitoes. As the sky darkened slightly, Song Wen sat on a hillside next to the camp and watched the busy herdsmen in the camp build felt bags and repair fences, carefully tending to the few cows, sheep and horses.
The little girl took a group of half-sized girls to dig wild vegetables, and then ran to the little sea to clean them.
There were also several teenagers galloping back from a distance on triumphant horses, and by the saddles hung hares and otters.
There are a lot of wild wolves and eagle vultures on the grassland now, so the otters are not as flooded as they were in the future, and the round otters have thick fat on their bodies, and they can also be made into good burn ointment when they are refined.
The roasted steaming otter meat was also delicious, at least Song Wen felt that it was much fatter than the skinny rabbit meat.
Looking at this camp, which had suffered heavy losses but was already somewhat vibrant, Song Wen felt a little relieved in his heart...... It is too difficult for the lonely self to resist the general trend of the entire north by himself, the Khitans of the Liao State have come to an end, and the rise of the Dajin Jurchens has become unstoppable...... What I have to do is to stubbornly lead these brothers to survive in this war hell, and then look for a chance to break the situation!
Win over all those who have a common goal and see the right time to participate in this great war...... Maybe he really has a chance to save the Chinese people in the northern part of the Great Song Dynasty, and maybe he can really avoid the ultimate disaster that destroyed a nation when the Southern Song Dynasty collapsed in the end. Since you're here, why don't you try to change the ending?
A few shy teenagers saluted Song Wen's chest from afar, and then gave a few otters to the Qingshan Battalion township soldiers who were guarding Song Wen from afar. This is the respect that these simple teenagers express to Song Wen.
They respect this Han Lang Jun who selflessly helped these Mongolian herdsmen, and respect these Han friends who are willing to fight bloody battles against the murderous horse bandits for them!
The sky was a little dark, and he arranged the camp sentry and scouts with Daruchi, and Song Wen came to the center of the camp to prepare food with everyone.
A roasted fragrant otter was taken by Mohan Orchid, and the little girl over there was already gnawing on her mouth full of oil...... Song Wen smiled, tore off an otter's thigh and bit it in his mouth, and then tore up the remaining roasted otter and distributed it to a few little dolls.
The few mare's milk was reserved for the injured and sick shepherds, and most of the rest drank in wooden bowls a vegetable porridge made of lamb's bone broth mixed with corn and wild vegetables.
Da Hubala drank a big sip of vegetable porridge with salt and kelp, and said to Song Wen slightly apologetically: "I have wronged Langjun...... Wait for our Nadahai tribe to recover and then invite Lang Jun to eat the fattest lamb! ”
Song Wen also took a big sip with a wooden bowl...... smiled: "It's going to be okay, the golden blood family in Mobei is also a real hero!" If the Khitans let the horse bandits continue to brutalize the grassland, it is estimated that the Golden Blood Family will gather the grassland cavalry to go south to protect the grassland. ”
Daruchi frowned and shook his head...... "The Kereh Department is still watching the excitement now, the Golden Blood Family has been seriously infighting over the years, and it can't choose a real Mongol Khan King...... I'm afraid it's hard to bargain with the Khitans. ”
Song Wen nodded: "I'm afraid that the Khitans can ignore it for the time being, but I'm afraid the Jurchens are coming...... These people, who are more barbaric and greedy than the Khitans, once they replace the Khitans and dominate the Northland, the life of the steppe people will be even more difficult. ”