Emperor Ming Dynasty

"These Tatars are really defeated?"

The horse's hooves stepped on the sparse information, and the birch forests in the distance were extremely conspicuous, with gravel everywhere, and the horse was hopping, but at a slower speed.

With a bone in his mouth, Progoff sucked the marrow inside, and said softly.

A piece of cloth was wrapped around his head, and he was wearing a double-breasted linen robe, with several buttons arranged unsatisfactorily, three on the left and four on the right, which looked very funny.

But the beard on his chin that almost reached his chest, the bloodthirsty scimitar, and the matchlock gun on his horseback all showed his identity as a soldier.

The same is true of the cavalry behind him, all robes, turbans, and fierce expressions on their faces.

They are the notorious Cossacks.

The Cossacks are not a nation, but a collective name of place names.

They are composed of escaped slaves and poor people in Ukraine, southern Russia, the Don River, the lower Dnieper River and the Volga River.

Due to being close to those Turkic Mongols, they naturally developed a sturdy temperament and lived together in the village.

It can be said that as long as the serfdom in Eastern Europe remains uneven, the Cossacks will never end.

"Yes." Beside him is a Russian businessman. Although he has a little general belly, his face is full of flesh:
"General, the Tatars were defeated and fled to the city of Irkutsk, which used to be our hometown, but is now occupied by the Tatars."

"At this time, they are like defeated wolves who are forced to leave their territory, and have been eliminated by the whole nature."

Progoff shook off the bone in his mouth, and laughed loudly: "Very well, the Tatars are lawless, and now they have been taught by the Khitans. It's time for us to take revenge."

After laughing, the cavalry speeded up.

They came from Bratsk, only a thousand miles away from Lake Baikal. In this vast Siberia, this distance is nothing at all.

As for whether it is taking advantage of the fire to rob, as long as it can gain benefits, what is morality?
Facing the menacing Raksha people, the Qing army was filled with indignation, which can be described as extremely angry.

Although it hasn't been long since they entered the Central Plains, the whole Qing Dynasty has already considered it with Confucian thinking, and the Raksha people are nothing but barbarians, so they are nothing at all.

In order to avenge his humiliation, Luck Dehun personally led [-] troops and faced off with an overwhelming advantage.

Progov was shocked: "Isn't it the wolf with a broken leg? Why are there so many troops?"

However, thinking of Yermak who led eight hundred Cossacks to conquer the Siberian Khanate, these Tatars are actually just puffy.

Seeing this, the two armies started a war of fighting as if they were talking about it.

The Cossacks are as strong as they were in the Nurhachi period. It can be said that they are not afraid of death, but cooperation is their weakness.

However, after years of adjustments by the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, they placed more emphasis on formation and order in their strategy against Mongolia and against the Ming army.

In this way, at the beginning, the Cossacks went forward indomitably, almost cutting off the formation of the Qing army directly, but they couldn't hold back the large number of Manchus.

As time went on, the Cossacks were half surrounded and exhausted, gradually losing the wind.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, the Cossack cavalry was defeated, thousands were killed and wounded, hundreds were captured, and the rest were forced to flee.

The Qing army ushered in a big victory.

Although the number of casualties is the same, a win is a win.

It greatly encouraged people's hearts, and let everyone temporarily get rid of the distress of losing Fengjing Mansion.

"Military heart is available."

Shunzhi laughed, standing on the top of the wall, it seemed that the boredom of many days had been swept away, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Ning Wan and I stopped with a smile: "It's just that there is not enough food. The Raksha people have suffered a big loss today, and they will retaliate in the future. Our army can't drag it here."

"That's right." Shunzhi nodded: "Order, let Boluo be the vanguard, lead [-] troops, and attack the Zasaktu Khan."

"After we wiped out its troops, we will be able to replenish money and food in the Qing Dynasty."

The two monarchs and ministers were discussing important matters, but the dignitaries on the side were so envious that they couldn't intervene at all.

Not long after, Lukede came back drenched in blood, and he said in a deep voice, "The last general will fulfill his mission."

"Okay, Luc Dehun, you finally lived up to my expectations."

Shunzhi patted his shoulder and smiled.

"Your Majesty, I have caught a Rakshasa ghost who seems to be able to speak nonsense."

"Oh?" Shunzhi became interested.

He turned his head and glanced at me at Ning Wan. Isn't this just a good way to understand the situation in the West?
Immediately, a fat-bellied Cossack was pulled up.

At the beginning, he had a backbone and didn't want to kneel at all, but when the two soldiers kicked him, he fell down with a plop.

He stiffened his neck, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Hey, you Raksha people don't pay attention to credibility. When you see that I lost my place, you want to take advantage of it. You didn't expect to eat fat meat and knock your teeth!"

The eunuch came with a chair, Shunzhi sat down and said with great interest.

"Don't think that we are the group of Mongolians, your ideas and tricks are not easy to use."

"You're not fair." Turunov yelled.

"If you lose, you lose. Don't make excuses."

Shunzhi coughed, and Meng spoke smoothly, he said: "Just be obedient, if you don't obey, worry about your talking head, I'll let that falcon peck your brain alive and eat it, don't you believe it?"

Turunov immediately became timid, and his attitude changed a lot.

The extremely tyrannical Cossacks are also afraid when facing death.

Ning Wan and I asked at the right time: "Where did you guys come from?"

"Bratsk." Turunov hurriedly said, "We dispatched troops on the order of the governor, and it's none of my business."

Subsequently, Turunov named a series of cities, Kuznetsk, Barkhor, and Tomsk.

This is the eastward route of the Cossacks. After decades, a series of villages, towns and settlements have been formed.

"Are you Cossacks?"

"Yes, we are mercenaries, not the Rakshasa soldiers and horses you call us. We are just following the orders of the governor."

"Then where do you live? What about the Black Sea?" Ning Wan and I thought about the Kazakh Khanate, the Black Sea and other places, and my mind was quite tangled.

The Kazakh Khanate has [-] troops, which is simply not something they can provoke.

Then you can only continue west.

"We are distributed in the Don River Basin, the lower reaches of the Dnieper River and the Volga River, each belonging to a different genus, but we only say that we are Cossacks when we talk to the outside world."

Turunov tremblingly said: "As for the Kazakh Khanate, it is the Black Sea region, where the Volga River enters the sea, and there are abundant aquatic plants, which are suitable for the growth of cattle and sheep, and can also be cultivated."

"However, there used to be the Nogai Khanate and the Astrashan Khanate, and now they are conquered by the Rakshasa. We Cossacks and a group of Tatars graze."

"They're mercenaries too."

"Wait, you mean the Tatars, the Mongols?"

"Yes, Mongols are Tatars."

"Which tribe?"

"In Mongolian, it seems to be called Tuhu Tebu. They also migrated from the East before, and it has been many years."

"Tuhut tribe!" Ning Wan me whispered, and he said eagerly: "Your Majesty, the Tohut tribe is one of the four tribes of Oirat Mongolia. It was said to migrate westward, so there are only three tribes in the Western Regions and other places. Take advantage of it."

Shunzhi also realized something, and hurriedly asked: "How many people are there in the Tuhu Special Department?"

"Probably 10,000+ people!"

"Great." Shunzhi was overjoyed.

After Ning Wan, I also showed a genuine smile.

The two great Khanates in the Black Sea area perished, the power was vacuum, and Rakshasa was out of reach, so there was a place for the Tuhut people to live.

This also means that how many people don't have strict control over there, which is suitable for them as a place to stay.

As for the Rakshasa threat?

Can there be a big threat from a wise person?

A group of barbarians, just let us go to save one or two.

Manchuria is one, and it is the right time for the Tuhu Tebu to annex it with one hand.

For a moment, the smog in the hearts of the monarchs and ministers disappeared, like seeing the sun through the clouds.

I am no longer as confused as I used to be.

……

The Beihai War ended, and the emperor could no longer bear the scorching heat of Beijing, so he started his life as a migratory bird again and went to Yuquan Mountain to escape the summer heat.

After years of running around, the entire palace and imperial court had already formed the habit of preparing in an orderly manner. In just a few days, the huge team arrived at Yuquan Mountain.

It was also at this time that King Liao was about to start his career as a vassal.

Among the kings, the eldest King Qin has always been stationed in Qin State. Since Annan has a large population and has been living in peace, it is difficult for King Qin to return to the north, so he greets his old father.

The second king, King Qi, is also because of the gradual stability of the Qi State. Although he sometimes finds time to come back, he is a king after all. He sits in his own country, and it is his instinct to protect power.

The third eldest prince is still rooted in Northeast Arctic City, contributing to the prosperity of a city.

So to be able to perform filial piety in front of the emperor, the fourth Liao king was the first to bear the brunt.

Moreover, the king of Liao was tired and lazy, and usually had a playful smile on his face, even if he was scolded, he didn't care, and then he came over cheeky, making people dumbfounded.

It is also so, more likable.

Today, it is rare for him to have a sullen face, no smile, wearing a tuanlong robe, looking serious.

Seeing this, Zhu Yixi was quite moved.

Although there are many sons, there is also a distinction between closeness and estrangement. The Liao king, who used to be with him every day, really wants to leave, but he is not used to it.

"coming?"

"Yes, father." King Liao knelt down in a respectful manner, straightened his waist and said, "My son will not be filial by your side from now on. You always have to take care of your body."

As he spoke, he couldn't help sobbing.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Zhu Yixi was moved after all.

Although the emperor is a political animal, he is human after all.

With a soft heart, Zhu Yixi opened his mouth, but did not say what he had left behind.

Jia Daihua has been in the Liao Kingdom for three years, and the Liao Kingdom, which is thousands of miles away, has gradually stabilized, and it is not too late to become a feudal vassal.

To be honest, Zhu Yixi treated the fourth Liao king a lot.

In the army, he specially asked him to recruit [-] cavalry from Horqin and Chahar, and basically trained them in the Beijing camp. Whether it is equipment or spirit, they are the same as the Beijing camp.

Just raising [-] cavalrymen cost no less than a million yuan a year.

What's more, the emperor also let the herdsmen in Suiyuan, Chahar and other places collect two or three thousand tents, and initially formed their own tribe.

Some vassal formulas, such as Baigong, classics and historical books, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

Zhu Yixi even arranged for twenty Shaowu field cannons, as well as matching craftsmen and artillery, in order to maintain his combat effectiveness.

In private, the emperor stuffed 50 silver coins from his internal funds to let him stabilize the territory as soon as possible.

This kind of favor can be said to be the first among kings.

At this time, the team waiting for him to go to the feudal domain has exceeded [-] people, with tens of thousands of horses and livestock, and the scale can be described as grand.

Going west along the way, you can almost eat up the stocks of the prefectures and counties along the road, which is reimbursed by the imperial court.

Therefore, the imperial court and the people have different praises and criticisms for the vassal state, and the derogation is greater than the praise.

The land that the imperial court expended manpower and material resources to develop was given to the prince for no reason, and he had to spend money and effort to help him settle down.

For Daming, this is a loss-making business.

But now it is an autocratic monarchy, and the emperor's order is above all else, even if it loses money, it must continue.

"I heard that you almost packed up the Chang'an Theater and took it away?"

"Hey, isn't my son afraid of being lonely!"

King Liao immediately broke his guard, he laughed and said: "This team, Mr. Huaben, was built by me bit by bit, so I can't bear it."

"Son, this is going to the Liao Kingdom, to show the group of Tartars the drama of the Kingdom of Heaven, and to promote enlightenment."

"That's all." Zhu Yixi said angrily: "After going to the Liao Kingdom, don't be as lazy and frolicking as you are now. Governing the country is like cooking small fish. Thinking carefully is the kingly way."

"Although the script is good, don't indulge in it."

"My son knows." King Liao saluted solemnly.

Immediately, the father and son were speechless.

King Liao retreated wisely to see his mother and concubine.

Of course, the empress took the lead and said goodbye to the aunt.

When he saw Sun Xuan'er, his face was full of reluctance, and his eyes were full of concern.

The mother and son have a deep relationship, after all, they were raised from childhood to adulthood.

It was not until dusk that King Liao left the villa.

At this time, a group of brothers surrounded him.

The old King Wuyue, the old King Liuwei, the old King Qifu, the eighth King Zhao, and the old Jiuxiang King, because these five princes are similar to him in age, they play together more often on weekdays, but their emotions are genuine.

A group of princes and princesses who were studying also had to come to see him in their spare time, with a basket full of various gifts.

After all, there is no battle for the throne, so the relationship between brothers and sisters is naturally deeper.

"Fourth brother, I know that you love operas the most. This is the storybook of "The Song of Mulan" that I asked someone to write at the beginning of the year. Although it is not as good as Chang'an Theater, it is still a good book..."

King Yue said sincerely.

The old Sixth King Wei sent a steed to stay behind: "I wish the fourth brother every success."

The other princes had their own intentions, and even King Qin and King Qi entrusted them with precious gifts.

The princesses are simple, either embroidered handkerchiefs, sachets, purses, or cloth boots sewed by themselves, always with one heart.

In the middle of the night, after seeing the gifts from grandpa Sun Changzhou and uncle Sun Lin, King Liao had to rest.

He lay in the courtyard, looking at the starry sky above his head, feeling peaceful in his heart.