After negotiations, the Rakshasas agreed to release all the women they had taken captive, but to take some of the cattle and sheep with them, so that they could not come in vain.

And they also have a good reason, they have traveled a long way to help the Mongols fight, and the military rations pulled on the cart have long been exhausted, and if they don't drive the cattle and sheep away, they will definitely starve to death on the road.

Mobei Mongolia, which was greatly injured, had to accept such conditions in order to save those women.

Ronald demanded that all the Mongol pursuers swear to the Immortal Heaven that they would not continue to hunt down their own team. The Mongols also agreed.

Because the Mongolians also know that with the current situation, even if there is no woman as a shield, it is difficult to say who wins and who wins when the two sides fight, and there is a high probability that both sides will lose.

When the Rakshasas had gone away with a herd of cattle and sheep, they let go of the women, but still pointed their muskets at them until they were out of sight.

Then the Mongols, who caught up, helped the women onto their horses and looked at the three tribal leaders, all with blood-red eyes.

"Let's catch up and fight with them!"

"These brutes, my sister said, have been ...... by them"

The three leaders looked sadly at the cavalry around them and shook their heads heavily.

"Go home. As long as the grassland is still there, as long as we are still here, one day, we will take revenge.

Remember, the Rakshasas are brutes, and we must never cooperate with them again! This lesson must be passed down from generation to generation! ”

"You know that the Rakshasa people are beasts, but they would rather be in the company of beasts than the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, and they should have this calamity!"

A cold voice came, and the Mongolian cavalry immediately drew their swords, only to find that when they were fighting with the Rakshasas, the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty also caught up at some point.

Li Chengliang took Takshi in the front, and behind him was the Ming cavalry, which looked like there were at least seventy or eighty thousand people, and thousands of muskets were pointed forward.

In contrast, the exhausted and demoralized Mongol cavalry seemed to be weak and weak, and if they really wanted to make a move, the victory or defeat was self-evident.

After Qiu Luan was shot and fell off his horse, he handed over the command of Xuanda's soldiers and horses to Li Chengliang. Li Chengliang immediately made a decision, took the converging soldiers and horses, and followed directly behind the Mongols until Mobei.

The three leaders of Mobei looked at Li Chengliang with a pale face, and the air was filled with despair and murder, like beasts trapped in a trap.

Li Chengliang said coldly: "The Rakshasa people robbed your women, cattle and sheep, and you think that the Rakshasa people are beasts.

Have you ever wondered if you were a beast when you robbed the women and wealth of the Ming Dynasty? ”

An old leader raised his head and struggled to maintain his dignity: "Da Ming is our enemy, it is normal to kill the enemy and rob the enemy.

The Rakshasas are insidious villains who turn their backs on their allies and stab them in the back, how can they be compared! ”

Li Chengliang sneered: "What about the Mongolian tribes in Monan? Aren't you of the same origin? Do you join forces with the Rakshasas to attack and slaughter them, do you count as stabbing them in the back? ”

Another middle-aged leader said loudly: "They took refuge in the Ming Dynasty, paid taxes to the Han Chinese, and cut the Mongolian steppe, why is it wrong for us to attack them?" ”

Li Chengliang looked at the undulating grassland like green waves and smiled indifferently.

"Mongolian steppe? Who gave the steppe to the Mongols? Just because you can ride horses, herd cattle, sheep and horses?

Since ancient times, there have been countless tribes living on this steppe, including the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Rouran, Turkic, Uighur, Khitan, and Jurchen, which is not a nomadic person?

Whether it is better than coming first and first coming, or better at fighting, the Mongols may not be able to secure the first place.

You are only the most recent ones, and you will not be the last. The grassland is the grassland, which is shared by the nomadic people, not by any tribe. ”

The third young leader said loudly: "Even so, at least the grassland is not your Han Chinese, right?" Why did you invade the steppe, kill Altan Khan, and rule the land of Monan? ”

Li Chengliang's voice was louder: "The land has no owner, and the virtuous and capable live in it!" When the Xiongnu were strong, the grassland was the land of the Xiongnu; When the Han Dynasty was strong, the grassland was the land of the Han Dynasty.

The world is scrambling, and all you can see is who can make the people on this grassland live a better life! Who can do what the people want!

The Ming Dynasty allows the grassland to gain tranquility and peace, so that the grassland can get a better life through trade, and let the year of famine get relief!

So they were willing to accept the rule of the Ming Dynasty. Originally, Da Ming was afraid of the ideas of the people of Monan, and he didn't feel that he had to join Mobei as well.

Today, you colluded with the Rakshasa to slaughter the southern tribe of the desert and attack the Xuanda defense line, but you are killing yourself. Mobei Mongolia has never existed since then. ”

The leaders were shocked: "Do you want to burn all the jade and stones, and fight to the death today?" ”

Li Chengliang smiled contemptuously: "The jade is burned? Just by virtue of your little men? The Mongols had a one-on-three approach to the Ming cavalry long ago.

Half of my team are Jurchens, and you have fought against them, so you can take advantage of them. I still have a few thousand muskets, can you beat them?

I am telling you, from now on, there is no Southern Mongolia, there is no Northern Mongolia, the grassland is the grassland of the Ming Dynasty, and the Mongolians are the Mongolian people of the Ming Dynasty.

Just like the Jurchens and Miao people, if you accept it, you can not die today, and if you don't accept it, you have to make room for the people who come to the grassland today. ”

The old leader was silent for a long time and then spoke: "Who are the people who will come to the grassland later?" ”

Li Chengliang said: "After this catastrophe on the grassland, the population does not know how long it will take to recover. The Rakshasa people are just outside Mobei, eyeing each other.

The imperial court decided to implement a policy of tax-free recuperation on the grassland, and all Ming people, regardless of Jurchen, Han Chinese, and Tibetans, could apply to settle in the grassland.

The imperial court will uniformly allocate pastures for everyone and coordinate contradictions. The imperial court does not collect taxes, and it is still given in famine years.

There will also be official offices, school palaces, and mutual markets, all of which should be welfare, the same as the people of the Ming Dynasty. ”

The middle-aged leader suddenly said: "The court doesn't collect taxes, so how can the leader collect taxes?" Will the imperial court interfere? ”

Li Chengliang sneered: "The imperial court doesn't collect taxes anymore, and the chief still wants to collect taxes?" The imperial court will give the chiefs more pasture and wealth as appropriate.

But the chief can no longer manage the affairs of the tribe, and everything must be carried out according to the law of the Great Ming. If there is any dispute, go to the government office to file a complaint!

That is to say, in the future, the Great Khan on the grassland will only be an honorary title awarded by the imperial court, and there will be only one Great Khan after the grassland, that is, the Ming Emperor, the Heavenly Khan! ”

The young leader sneered, "Will the Ming Imperial Court be so good? It must be conditional! ”

Li Chengliang nodded: "It's still a young man's quick heart, yes, it's conditional."

No matter which ethnic group settles on the grassland, each household must send a male to join the grassland cavalry of the Ming Dynasty.

The steppe cavalry, except for training time, still lives at home, working and resting with their families.

If there is an invasion of foreign enemies, you need to obey the Ming Dynasty, fight side by side with the Ming Dynasty, resist foreign humiliation, and defend the country! ”

The people of Mobei Mongolia have exchanged their heads and ears, feeling that Daming is not as unreasonable as the previous leaders said.

Conditions like this, no matter in any dynasty, are definitely the practice of the Ming Monarch and Holy Lord.

In the past, the mutual market with Daming was all benefited by the Monan people, and Mobei also had to do business with the Monan people, which made the middlemen make a lot of difference.

In the future, like the Mo Nan people, we can also directly buy and sell silk, cloth, clay pots, and porcelain of the Ming Dynasty!

The three leaders glanced at each other, nodded reluctantly, and agreed with Li Chengliang's statement.

"General, how much grassland can our three leaders get?"

Li Chengliang is so shrewd, he saw that the Mongols had no will to fight, and joining the Ming Dynasty was already irreversible, and he knew that he couldn't give a good face at this time.

Grace and power, only grace, no authority, will be self-inflicted; Shengmien, Doumi Qiu, why do you have to slap the sweet jujube before giving it?

In order to let you understand that there are no sweet dates in the world that are eaten for free! In the future, whenever you want to eat extra sweet dates, you have to consider whether you can afford to take the extra slap.

"What do you think? You colluded with the Rakshasas, slaughtered your compatriots, and attacked the Ming Dynasty, which is a great crime of the Zhulian Nine Clans.

Da Ming showed mercy outside the law and only killed the three of you. If you don't want to die with everyone, just judge yourself, this is the last dignity I can give you. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three leaders changed drastically, and the hundreds of guards loyal to them also clamored, drawing their swords and bows one after another, indicating that they would not give in.

Li Chengliang slowly raised his hand, his face was as calm as water, like the water that had frozen in the Northeast for thirty-nine days.

"I know that you look down on the Han people from the bottom of your heart, think that the Han people are weak, and think that the Han people can't beat you. That's why you're proud in your bones.

Let me tell you, the Han people are not weak, they don't like to kill by nature. And the Han people are never proud of killing.

Most Han Chinese want to be knowledgeable. Even if you don't have the conditions to study, you will pick up a hoe and go to farming. Even if there are a few hunters, it is a helpless move that really has no land.

How murderous can a person who cares for seedlings in the land have? How many killing skills can you practice by shoveling grass and planting seedlings?

But you are different, you were born on the grassland, you will starve to death if you can't ride a horse, and you will starve to death if you can't kill cattle and sheep. You fight for pasture, you fight each other, and you make killing commonplace.

Then you become proud, thinking that you are naturally better than the Han people, and you look down on the Han people. You are proud of you!

In the future, when the Han people come to the grassland, grow up with you, and train together, you will see that no one is worse than the other!

However, on this day, it is estimated that those of you who dare to draw knives will not be able to see it.

To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the Great Tomorrow Master's repeated telling me to recruit you and take the overall situation into account, I wouldn't have bothered so much with you.

Lao Tzu counted to three, and those who didn't want to die ran back, and when my hand fell, everyone who stayed where they were would die! ”

Li Chengliang's roar drifted and echoed in the vast heaven and earth of the grassland, and the evil aura emanating from his body dwarfed even the murderous army behind him.

His momentum made people have to believe that if he wanted to, he could slaughter all the Mongols in front of him.

"One!"

Some of the Mongols with women began to turn their heads and run wildly.

"Two!"

The Mongols, outside the clans of the three chiefs, began to turn their heads and run wildly.

"Three!"

The people of the three chieftains' tribes also began to run out.

"Slow!"

At the moment when Li Chengliang's hand was about to chop off, the oldest leader put the knife on his neck.

"The general of the Ming Dynasty, what do you say? As long as I die, will the emperor pardon my clan? ”

Li Chengliang nodded: "This is what Master Xiao said personally, you can rest assured." ”

It's amazing, although none of these people in Mobei have seen Xiao Feng, they have all heard of him, and Li Chengliang's words made them feel trustworthy inexplicably.

With a slash of the sword, the old leader fell under his horse. Li Chengliang's gaze looked at the other two leaders.

"What do you say?"

The middle-aged leader laughed miserably, and like the old leader, he strangled his neck, and then fell off his horse.

The youngest leader's lips trembled, and he suddenly shouted, and ran away, and the guards around him were stunned, and no one ran after him.

Li Chengliang smiled coldly: "Your leader has abandoned you, and in his heart, your life is not as valuable as his life alone."

I'll give you a chance to catch up and bring back his head, and I'll take it as if he was killed on his own.

If you can't catch up with them, your tribe won't exist. ”

The people of this tribe looked at each other, and Li Chengliang sighed: "His horse is good, if you delay for a while, you may not be able to catch up with him."

I'm just here until the sun goes down, and when the sun goes down, I'm going to do it. The other tribes, each of them, go back to their pastures.

From today on, you are the people of the Ming Dynasty, and no one will dare to bully you anymore, and good days are ahead! ”

I don't know who took the lead, so I turned the horse's head and rushed out, and then hundreds of people rushed out.

The young leader ran for his life, and was overjoyed to see hundreds of people chasing after him.

"Sure enough, there are still people who are loyal to me!"

But when he saw those hundreds of pairs of ill-intentioned eyes, he suddenly understood, and hurriedly drew his sword and roared.

"What do you want to do? We're an alliance! ”

Several people waved their knives up: "For the tribe!" ”

An hour later, the young leader's bloody head was thrown to the ground. Li Chengliang nodded expressionlessly, and turned around and left with the Ming cavalry.

The Mongolian steppe has since become the steppe of the Ming Dynasty, and the Mongolians have officially become a nation of the Ming Dynasty, the same people of the Ming Dynasty as all ethnic groups.

A few months later, the vast grasslands welcomed new inhabitants. Some of them were Mongolian tribes who had taken refuge in the Hetao area, and some were Jurchen tribes who had come from outside the Guan.

More often than not, the Han people who moved out of the densely populated land of the Ming Dynasty dragged their families with their families, with light in their eyes, and were full of expectations for the vast world.

They heard that they could go to the grassland tax-free, and the quota was limited, first-come, first-served, so they rushed to come like the grandparents who were ready to buy supermarket eggs in the future.

They learned how to graze from the herders, and then taught the herders to cultivate the land where the grass did not grow well, but this thing was not food, but vegetables.

The herdsmen were amazed: "Is this the fairy vine that is said to be the legendary view of entering the world?" During the famine before, I heard that the southern tribe of Mo said that the dried melons that the imperial court had given them, was that thing? ”

The new grassland people shook their heads again and again, telling the herdsmen that this thing was brought back from overseas by the WTO Entry Concept, and it was better than the fairy vine!

"Although the immortal vine is good, the Taoist masters of the WTO view tell us that it is not very suitable for planting on the grassland, and the key is that it is not delicious to eat with beef and mutton.

It's called a potato, and it's perfect for growing on the grassland. The Taoist elders said that they had done experiments and planted on the sandy soil of the grassland, which was bigger and more delicious than that grown on the land of the Central Plains! ”

When it comes to harvest time, people harvest a lot of round potatoes. Whether it is an old herdsman or a new grassland person, they all look at these things suspiciously, which do not look like vegetables.

The new grassland people are also planting potatoes for the first time, and they are not very good at eating potatoes, but they can't show timidity in the expectant eyes of the old herdsmen.

After all, they had all planted sweet potato fairy vines before, and this thing looked no different from sweet potatoes, so the way to eat them should be similar!

So the new steppe people washed the potatoes with water and explained to the natives of the steppe how to eat them, and the tone was very positive.

"After washing, this thing can be eaten both raw and cooked! When eaten raw, it is quite juicy, although it is not as good as melons and fruits, but it is also quite sweet! ”

As he spoke, he took a big bite and muttered as he chewed.

"Look, it's delicious...... Phew......"

The old herdsmen frowned, their hearts were half cold, and they felt that the goods brought by this anchor might be very problematic, just like big plums and black garlic.

The new grassland people looked at the potatoes they had bitten into, and their hearts were half cold, but they still did not despair.

"This, eating raw is actually a niche way to eat after all, and this thing should still be cooked and eaten. When cooked, it's sweet and soft, and it's delicious! ”

So everyone gathered around a crockpot, waited patiently for a long time, and finally cooked it, and everyone picked up one and took a bite.

Well, it feels much better than eating it raw, but it's definitely not sweet, soft, or delicious, but it doesn't feel like it's delicious at all.

The good thing is that after each person eats a cooked potato, he is indeed not very hungry, and an old herdsman sees that the new grassland people are in great distress, so he opens his mouth to relieve the new neighbor.

"You young people, you only know what to pursue, what is delicious, it's too depraved!

In the early years, when there was a great famine, everyone even called rats to eat! It doesn't matter if it's delicious or not?

How good this thing is, how hungry it is! The best food is the food that fights hunger! And the production is still so large! ”

Just when everyone was about to forgive the new steppe people, a Han man who had won the quota at the last time ran over in a hurry.

"Second Brother Zhang, I asked around for news from you when I arrived in the grassland, and I finally found you!"

"Oh, Brother Li, Li is still here. When I persuaded you to come, you were still hesitant and reluctant to give up the half acre of uphill land at home.

Look at how good it is here! These neighbors are very nice, not only are they enthusiastic, but they are also good at singing and dancing, and we get along very well! ”

"Second Brother Zhang, are you boiling potatoes to eat? When I came out, the potatoes in our hometown were also harvested.

But it's really not as big as you! Your potatoes are full of sand, and they look better than those of your hometown! ”

Second Brother Zhang, a native of the new grassland, blushed: "Okay, brother, don't talk about it, no matter how delicious it is, how delicious it can be, this thing is far worse than sweet potatoes." ”

"Huh? The new potatoes in our hometown have come down, and no matter how poor people are, they have to buy some meat to stew in a pot and celebrate. You are full of cattle and sheep here, why are you reluctant to stew some meat in it? ”

"Stew? Can potatoes be stewed? Sweet potatoes aren't very good. Is beef and mutton OK? ”

"Try it, Sanchi, go get some meat from your grandma, and take some of this potato home!"

Waiting patiently, the smell wafted, and more and more people gathered around the tent......

"I lived thirty-five years......"

"I lived twenty-eight years......"

"I lived forty-two years......"

"I heard that the reminder behind the dot is good for the book, why don't you brothers and sisters give it a bit?"