Emperor Ming Dynasty

"Boom boom boom——"

The snow was trampled into mud under the horse's hoof, wrapped in weeds, and looked soft, making the horse's body covered with mud, and the horse's hoof became heavier.

Heta was lying on the horseback, his armor was filthy, even now, the smell of blood was still strong, and some pieces of meat could be vaguely seen.

His ears were red from the cold, he was panting heavily, and his chest was throbbing violently: "Where are you?"

"Khan, Dalai Nuoer (Hulun Lake) is ahead."

At this time, the soldier beside him said in a deep voice, his cheeks were red from the cold, and one of his ears seemed to be missing, but he didn't care.

"Dalai Nuoer (Hulun Lake)!"

Heta breathed a sigh of relief, and fled for thousands of miles from the Liaohe River, and finally got away from the group of vicious Ming people.

He looked back and saw that there were more than [-] tents and nearly [-] cavalry in the Left Central Banner of the Japanese Ministry, but now there are only less than [-] cavalry left.

"Ming people deserve to die."

Heta gritted his teeth: "We must take revenge."

After saying that, he looked up, and under the snow, a faint yurt came into view.

Considering that there is not much food in stock, he waved his hand: "Let's fill our stomachs first!"

Immediately, the cavalry rushed to the tribe like wolves and tigers like arrows leaving the string.

On the prairie, the strong prey on the weak.

After some killings, the whole tribe became their playground.

But Heta thought about it again. Lake Baikal, where Manqing was located, was already barren, and it was simply not enough to support too many people.

If thousands of them go there, they will only be reduced to cattle and sheep, and will be divided at will.

Therefore, in order to preserve his strength and also for revenge, he must make himself stronger.

Conquer the Dalai Nuoer area, and then restore Zhongqi.

As for the local Neikalkha tribe, I am not familiar with it at all, even if it was under the jurisdiction of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Even if Changshengtian came, it was not as important as their recovery of strength.

By the time Obai led an army of [-] to this place, Heta had merged several tribes, and the number of herdsmen under his command had reached [-] tents.

Aobai was furious, he rode his horse, and said condescendingly: "Prince Darhan, if I remember correctly, your headquarters should be in Liaohe, why did you suddenly run to Dalai Nuoer?"

"This is the land of the Qing Dynasty, do you want to rebel?"

Facing the ferocious Oboi, Heta lost his energy in an instant, and he bluffed: "My headquarters has been scattered, and I can't wait for reinforcements, so I can only eat here."

"As for these tribes, I am with them to better fight back against the Ming army."

Obai held back his anger, and said with a sneer, "That's good, the prince will take all the cavalry with me to conquer the Ming people!"

"How many soldiers and horses does Batulu have?"

Heta was displeased that his dignified prince was being manipulated by a mere general, he raised his head and asked in a deep voice.

"3 people." Obai said confidently.

"It has been nearly five days since I retreated here. The Ming army may have completely captured the left wing. A mere 3 people may not be enough."

Heta shook his head, his face serious: "Even if I add 10 people, it's not enough. They have at least [-] people."

"Could it be that Ming people have three heads and six arms?" Obai snorted coldly.

If you can't beat it, just make it up. Where did the 10 people come from?And it's still cavalry, isn't that nonsense?
"4 people are enough."

Aobai waved his hand and said sharply: "I am invincible in the Qing Dynasty, take all your soldiers and horses, I want to kill the Ming people."

Heta was out of breath.

But he could only stamp his feet and had to submit.

At this time, as Heta predicted, the Ming army gathered [-] troops and divided them into two. Mount Tai defeated the left-wing middle banner and the Guoerluosi front banner.

In just one day, the main forces of the two banners were wiped out, very few escaped, and more than [-] cavalry were killed.

Nearly ten thousand herdsmen became captives and were completely disposed of by the Ming people.

The remaining few flags surrendered one after another, not daring to move rashly.

This season is really too special.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the cows and sheep who have survived the winter are skinny. Once the whole tribe abandons their supplies and flees, it is like a farmer without seeds, and will starve to death in the coming year.

At the same time, unlike the Ming army, the herdsmen had a lot of food to feed their war horses, and they were fat and strong even in winter. However, the herdsmen's horses lost weight and would die after running for a long time.

Coupled with the gap in weapons, morale, and physical strength, the herdsmen at this time have no way out except to catch them without a fight.

Of course, if you abandon your followers like Heta did, you can survive the escape along the way.

But the tribe and the ranch are doing well, so why abandon their wives and children?Is it okay to just live on?

You Shilu placed the tent in Horqin Zuoyi Middle Banner, which is located in the upper reaches of the Liaohe River, close to Jilin and Liaodong, and it is convenient to supply food.

The nobles from all the banners drove their horses to surrender one after another, with their heads lowered and their eyebrows lowered, their faces full of obedience, and there was no arrogance at all.

Regarding these aristocrats, You Shilu made it clear: "My Ming Dynasty will divide the Mongolian princes into three classes, and will divide them into three classes: Tabu Nang, Taiji, and County King (Great Khan)."

"Honorable general, I don't know how to divide the three nobles?"

"Nobles with less than [-] tents are called Tabu Nang, those with less than [-] tents are Taiji, and those with less than [-] tents are called county kings."

You Shilu glanced at the crowd and said casually: "What Baylor, Beizi, Duke of the State, etc., all deposed, all must be done according to my Daming."

In Mongolia, "tabunang" Mongolian refers to the title of those who marry the descendants of Genghis Khan, so it is also the lowest rank of nobles.

As for Taiji, it is divided into three classes.

The top county kings are currently only Chahar Khan Abul and Beihai County King Budali.

"It's a wise move for you all to change your mind and submit to our Ming Dynasty." You Shilu said with a light smile:
"However, after the titles are registered and compiled, all of you have to take one of the three accountants to send troops with me."

"Dare to obey."

The nobles were shocked, the war is not over yet?
Where is this going?

Qing Dynasty?

"In addition, in order to punish everyone for betraying the Ming emperor, Tabu Nang cut [-] tents, Taiji cut [-] tents, and the county king cut [-] tents. There must be no mistake."

After speaking, You Shilu drove out the group of nobles with wry smiles.

At this time, Beihai County King Budari appeared at the right time: "You must remember that you will have a future if you submit to my Ming Dynasty. If you eat well and drink spicy food, you can only die if you follow the Manchu dynasty."

"This cut off is just a slight punishment. The thunder and rain are all due to your grace..."

The nobles were dizzy from hearing this, and immediately turned their attention to the younger King Abu Da of Chahar County.

After all, no matter what, they are also direct descendants of Dayan Khan.

Abu Da nodded slightly: "The king of Beihai County is right, everything must be obedient."

"But don't worry everyone, these reduced herdsmen will not be stripped for the time being, as long as they behave well, the punishment will naturally disappear."

As soon as they were appeased, Horqin's left-wing tribes, large and small, immediately felt at ease, and then drew nearly ten thousand herdsmen to accompany them to obey orders.

At the same time, news of Horqin's thunderous tactics from the left wing immediately spread to the right wing, and the nobles of Badalee, Prince Yitushiye, came to seek an audience in fear.

You Shilu plucked the goose's hair, and immediately asked all the right-wing tribes to take out one of the three tents and go out with them.

In addition, the two wings also contributed a large number of cattle, sheep, and war horses.

At this time, even the dullest people can understand that the Ming army took care of Horqin's left wing, but they did it casually, and their real goal was to clear the Qing.

For a moment, the Horqin Grassland shook.

Horqin drew 2 people on both wings, ready to fight with the Ming army.

At this time, Chahar, Heilongjiang, and Liaodong each sent [-] cavalry to gather.

As a result, on the Liaohe River, the Ming army assembled a total of 8 cavalry, [-] Mongolian troops, a total of [-] people, and wanted to head towards the North Sea to destroy the Manchus.

At this time, Oboi finally rushed from Lake Baikal to the Horqin Grassland, witnessed the conquest of the Ming army, and was very angry for a while.

4 against 8, he's not so brainless.

But if he was allowed to retreat so easily, he would not be reconciled.

A grain transportation team walked slowly, transporting grain from Liaodong and Jilin to the army.

Breakthrough, there was a dull rumbling sound between the sky and the earth, it wasn't loud, but it seemed to come from the sky and the earth, and it penetrated everywhere, and it could be heard in any corner.

In the field, the snow was dazzlingly white under the sun, and a large group of black crows slowly approached the food team.

Obai smiled: "Kill—"

Tens of thousands of troops rushed towards the food team, and hundreds of carriages immediately panicked.

Immediately, the carriages were sideways, forming a primary line of defense.

Unexpectedly, before it got close, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

"Crackling..." There was a sound of strings, and the crossbow flew towards the wind.

From time to time, someone on the galloping horse screamed and rolled down, making a loud bang.

The former army rushed up and couldn't stop immediately. They rushed to meet the crossbow arrows and then turned around, riding and shooting arrows one after another.

At this time, the sound of muskets rang out again, and the crackling smoke filled the air. The sound was very loud and frightening.

However, they didn't hit a few people. Instead, many horses in the Qing army panicked.

Obai did not hesitate, and continued to let the cavalry charge.

Soon, waves of cavalry slapped the crude line of defense, killing its morale, and found a loophole in a short while.

"rush--"

The opening of the hole continued to enlarge, and the line of defense collapsed in an instant.

Aobai didn't go after those rout troops, but directly opened the grain package, saw the fried noodles, couldn't help but tasted it.

Salty and greasy, but it is undeniable that this is the best military food.

"Everyone takes a pack home."

Soon, less than half of the food was gone.

The remaining Oboi were directly set on fire and burned, and they would never be left to the Ming army.

"Wow!" You Shilu also noticed Oboi's actions at this time, but he didn't mind, instead he showed a smile.

"The army rations were plundered, and some of them were transported away. It seems that the slaves are short of food."

With a strong plan in mind, You Shilu immediately changed his mind about the decisive battle, and instead kept issuing military orders:

"Each food transport team needs five thousand cavalry guards."

"Send ten thousand riders to patrol the grain roads and support them at all times."

"In addition, all tribes are not allowed to support or sell any cattle or sheep, regardless of whether they are given to the Manchus or not."

"Even if you die of illness, you have to send me to the handsome tent."

"I'm trapping you to death."

You Shilu smiled smugly.

In such a vast Horqin grassland, water is not lacking, but cattle, sheep, livestock and food are the most scarce.

According to his estimation, the military rations of the Qing Dynasty must not be enough, so they had to rob the rations.

Sure enough, within a few days, Obai felt uncomfortable.

The Ming army is like a hedgehog, and there is no benefit at all.

His tens of thousands of troops are increasingly short of food.

If it is spring and summer, the grass is lush, and it can drive cattle and sheep to accompany the army, but now that the snow has not disappeared, how can we feed it?
"At this moment, we can only borrow food."

He Ta said in a deep voice: "Those tribes have no shame and surrendered to the Ming army. It is only natural for us to go to their tribes to borrow food."

Obai glanced at Heta and fell silent.

At such a time when there is no supply, no one is willing to borrow food at all.

The so-called borrowing here is nothing more than grabbing.

But if he was allowed to leave right now, he would be a little unwilling.

No matter how stupid he is, he also understands that if he retreats at this time, the Horqin tribes may really be included in his pocket.

In this way, the Qing Dynasty lost its barrier to the east, and the Ming army could wantonly inquire about news, and even raid the North Sea.

"borrow--"

Aobai gritted his teeth and said.

In this predicament, this is the only way out.

As long as the Ming army is driven away, it will be a big deal to make up for it in the future.

The tribes of Horqin are good dogs of the Qing Dynasty, and they should understand this truth.

Sure enough, within a few days, the Qing army attacked a dozen tribes, large and small, and robbed tens of thousands of cattle and sheep.

People stay and cattle, sheep and livestock are taken away. This is no different from massacres.

It is conceivable that after a few more days, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the snow will melt, and this group of cattle and sheep will multiply, bringing them a steady stream of livestock.

No matter how bad it is, we can wait for the support of the Qing Dynasty.

When King Budali of Beihai County and King Abuda of Chahar County told You Shiwei the news, the latter showed a smile without hiding it.

"Don't worry about the two county kings, Jiannu is the way to die."

You Shilu stood up, smiling brighter and brighter.

The two were dumbfounded, and really didn't understand what this meant.

The king of Beihai County was surprised and said: "General, the Manchus still stay in Horqin, like a wall, blocking our way to the Northern Expedition. If we don't get rid of it, we won't be able to move for a day."

"What good is that?"

You Shilu suppressed his smile and spread out a map.

This is the Horqin area that has been initially drawn based on the inquiries of businessmen over the years. To the west are the tribes of Khalkha and the area west of the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Among them, the territory occupied by the Manchu Qing Dynasty is particularly obvious.

"On the Horqin prairie, tribes of all sizes are scattered like chess pieces. No one knows how many tribes there are in Horqin, and whether they recognize themselves as Horqin people."

"However, as long as the Manchus wantonly attack the tribes and rob cattle and sheep, as soon as the news spreads, those tribes that had a good impression of the Manchus in the past will immediately become vigilant."

"At that time, Man Qing will no longer have guides and eyeliners in the Horqin Grassland."

"People's hearts are bright!"

The two of them understood in a trance.

You Shilu suddenly became generous and lent some military rations to the trapped tribe to tide them over.

Therefore, on the Horqin Grassland, the Manchus robbed and the Ming army scattered grain, and people's hearts were lost unconsciously.

Oboi suddenly realized that his army suddenly seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, becoming deaf and blind, unable to move an inch.

Because a large number of tribes have become the eyeliner of the Ming army, and they can inform at any time.

(End of this chapter)