After winter, the cold wind is blowing on the grassland, and the grassland people are worried about the arrival of heavy snowstorms.

Limited by technical conditions, there will be a lot of cattle and sheep that freeze to death.

At that time, Gonbu would be troubled.

When your strength is weak, it is natural that others will covet you.

Every time in the past, it was not as solemn as this time.

"Great Khan, don't hold back if you have something in your heart. It's all my family, don't worry."

Egelon is also a person from the past, and knows that only strong enemies will be like this.

Timely enlightenment is more important than anything else.

Only then did Gunbu say in a stupid voice, "Eji, my son is in great trouble this time. Eji still remembers that his son and the other two Great Khans made a pilgrimage to the king of Zhou, right?"

Egelen nodded.

"Surrender is only superficial, how can a son be a vassal to the Central Plains.

We discussed, and Zasaktu Khan contacted the Oirats and asked a Tibetan living Buddha to come to me and give Zhanabazar a name.

The Chechen Khan has co-opted the Sunit Ministry, and I am the backing man, and at the same time he has contacted the Rakshasa and obtained shotguns from them."

"That's a good idea. Your son has become a living Buddha of the Yellow Sect, and it will be good for you to command the Tushetu tribe in the future." Egellen looked relieved.

The influence of the Yellow Sect on the steppe is visible to the naked eye.

Being able to incorporate this power into the palm of your hand will do you a hundred benefits and no harm.

Gunbu sighed: "It's a pity that his son's thoughts have been seen by His Royal Highness King Zhou, and he has already sent troops to the grassland to raise the teacher to ask for guilt."

"Where?" Egelan was taken aback.

"I guess we've arrived at Ulan Kutuk."

"So fast?"

"What's more, Teng Jisi has three thousand soldiers and horses under my command. He was easily defeated and fled to Chechen Khan alone."

"And what are you going to do?" Is it to escape? Is it a war? Or is it down?"

"Run, to put it lightly. Further north is the territory of the Rakshasa Kingdom, and now the Rakshasa Kingdom is half an ally of his son. Battle, not an opponent at all. Descend, how will my son cooperate with other Great Khans in the future?"

Gonbu was already confused.

He didn't know what to do next.

After much experience, Egelan said, "Son, you don't have to worry about this. I have a way to help you!"

"Egi?" I don't know why.

"Let Eji go to King Zhou's army first to find out the information and find out King Zhou's purpose, and it's not too late for you to make a decision."

"Eji is gone, so he will become his hostage."

"I can be his hostage if necessary!"

"Eji......" Gon Bu choked.

"Good boy, His Royal Highness King Zhou is not a murderous person, and he will not embarrass me, an old man."

"He won't hurt Eji, but is it appropriate for Eji to go like this?"

"What's wrong? Have you forgotten the three ladies?"

"Oh, yes." Gonbu nodded.

Since the three ladies pioneered "lady-style" diplomacy, a new kind of negotiation situation has opened.

At that time, after a misunderstanding with the Ming Dynasty, many Mongolian leaders were worried that they would die if they went, so they sent their mothers, wives, concubines, etc. to negotiate and mediate with the Ming Dynasty's governors and soldiers.

If it is a simple misunderstanding, send a well-informed concubine to clarify the misunderstanding and resume the mutual market.

If there is a bad effect on the misunderstanding, sending an aunt such as an old mother or stepmother to sprinkle it will often solve the problem.

As for whether it will involve a favorite plot, I can only say that I haven't seen the relevant records.

Of course, there are so many materials in the Ming and Qing dynasties that you can't finish reading them in a lifetime.

Maybe there is, maybe not.

The mother and son were talking, and the companion came to report, and there was an urgent report in Lahuli.

Rahuli is Sonom's own uncle, but he doesn't have a good relationship with Sonom, and he is very close to Khan Gunbu.

"Khan, the weather has changed, I'm afraid there will be a white-haired wind."

As soon as Rahuri came in, he said.

His original intention was to remind the Great Khan to take care of the protection of livestock.

Gonbu's face was delighted, "Really? Great!"

"Great?" Rahuli was a little dizzy, and the Great Khan was sad when he heard this.

"You don't understand. I'm so happy, white-haired wind...... Hum! Yang Chengying is a Han Chinese from the Central Plains and doesn't understand the climate on the grassland, so it's best to freeze them all to death."

The Lahuri people were stupid, stunned for a long time, and said slowly: "Great Khan, he used so many Mongolian guides, he would not have thought of guarding against the white-haired wind."

"Forehead ......"

Chang Gon was stunned.

White-haired wind, which refers to the weather with high winds, cool temperatures, and snowfall.

When there is a white-haired wind, the ground and sky are white, and visibility is extremely poor.

The Mongolian guide, who has rich experience, told Yang Chengying about this in advance.

Yang Cheng should immediately order the whole army to stop marching, set up marching tents to protect against the cold wind, and put on horse coats for all horses and cannons.

In the wind, Yang Chengying put on horse clothes for his war horses, marching horses, and pack horses, and then sent the war horses to the large stable covered with canvas.

Nail the stakes on the wagon to the thick ground and tie ropes.

From the commander to the soldiers, everyone has a clear division of labor, and they are all doing it.

The sky and the earth were white, and visibility was visibly reduced.

WhewW...... The cold wind blew flags and made a piercing sound.

"Quick! Take shelter from the snow!"

Yang Chengying kept beckoning, looking into the distance against the wind and snow.

It wasn't until it was completely invisible that it scurried into the tent.

Block the door with a wooden plank, and you can hear the clatter outside.

It was the sound of the wind smashing on the tents and planks with the snow.

Yang Chengying saw that nothing happened and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked back, it was okay not to look at it, but after looking at it, he found a problem.

"Where's Sonomu?" Yang Chengying asked.

"Did you run away?" Marco guessed.

"How so! It's white-haired outside, and he doesn't want to die!"

Yang Chengying vetoed it without even thinking about it.

If you look closer, oh no, Sonomu's companionship is less than half.

Bang bang bang!

Listen closely, there is a knock on the door, not the sound of the wind and snow hitting the tent.

Yang Chengying gave Bai Guangen a look.

Bai Guangen understood, and one pulled out his sword with Curb Pilon, and the other stepped forward to open the door.

Yang Chengying took a few steps back.

He opened the door, and the wind blew in the snow, so that people could not open their eyes.

Along with the wind and snow, there was also a living person.

As soon as he entered the door, he fell to the ground.

Marco stepped forward, grabbed the man by the lap, and pinched him.

Yang Chengying watched quietly and found that the person was Sonomu's companion.

Moments later, the companion woke up.

Seeing Yang Chengying, he hurriedly asked for help in Mongolian: "Your Highness, help, Daiqing Hun Taiji unfortunately has an accident!"

"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng asked the translator to ask.

"Dai Qing Hun Taiji went to, and finally found a suitable place, and as soon as he finished pulling, he bumped into the white-haired wind."

"Where are the people?"

"Outside the camp, southwest."

"Ah, I'm in trouble. They are all hiding from the wind and snow, who can save them."

The translator immediately translated Yang Chengying's words into Mongolian.

Then a voice rang out: "Your Highness, I can!"

Yang Chengying looked at it fixedly, and it turned out to be Idamu.