The sun never sets in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 258 The Mongolian Slave
In the evening, when it was getting dark, the Neikalka cavalry returned to the camp one after another.

In order for them to find the location of the camp without detours, Huang Sheng lit a fire for three miles in a straight line.

Qing Getai was lucky, and he didn't reduce his staff, only some wounded. The last time the leaders led their troops to chase down the defeated Karaqin soldiers, they lost more than [-] riders.

More than [-] wounded soldiers also gritted their teeth and came back. The Huang family has a medical vehicle and ten medical soldiers in this camp. They have already boiled water and prepared all the tools.

Seeing that dozens of lightly and seriously wounded came, they were immediately stitched, disinfected and bandaged. Seven or eight Nekhka cavalrymen were seriously injured and could no longer ride horses. Huang Sheng arranged for them to march in chariots tomorrow. The Mongolian cavalry were extremely grateful.

The Neikalkhas achieved brilliant results in this attack. The most rare thing is that the casualty rate is low and the harvest is huge. They feel that it is too comfortable to fight with the Huang family horses. The soldiers who returned to the camp were drinking and singing around the bonfire.

Seeing the beaming Nekhka Mongolian warriors dancing around the fire one by one arm in arm, Huang Sheng admired them immensely. They started fighting on horseback before dawn. How could they still be so energetic after a whole day?

Manzhu Xili, who had fled desperately, also returned to the winter camp at this time, with only twenty or so riders left by his side.

Only nine warriors from the Wen Erwen tribe escaped back. They had happily come to the settlement to spend the winter, but the people who were waiting for Xiaotaiji to award some population and property were stunned by the shocking news.

The whole tribe suddenly burst into tears, and Wen Erwen looked at Manzhu Xili with resentful eyes and said nothing.

His two sons were not able to come back either. These were his only sons, and there would never be any in the future, because the headman was injured five years ago and was unable to do anything.

Wen Erwen suddenly pulled out the Mongolian scimitar, and the guards full of pearls and rituals immediately drew their swords to face each other, but he cut off his own good head with a flash of the sword.

The grief was greater than the death of a heart, almost all the warriors in his clan were wiped out, all his sons were killed in battle, and he also chose the road of no return.

Manzhu Xili, who was ashamed and saddened, fell down on the snow and wailed loudly: "Why? Why? How did the Ming army know where we are?"

No one could answer his question, only the howling northwest wind blew by, and the cries of the women in the wind made people feel even more desolate.

There is no moonlight, the vast land is full of cold and white, and snowflakes are falling in the sky, and soon they are flying all over the sky.

"It's over like this? God is helping that Ming army. It's not fair, it's not fair!" Manzhu Xili, who was stimulated, waved a Mongolian scimitar and slashed at Fengxue like a madman.

"Oh! It's snowing, God is not mean! This officer is going to kill some more reckless Karaqin Tartars!" Surrounded by a group of high-spirited military officers and soldiers, Huang Sheng felt a little regretful looking at the fluttering snowflakes. road.

Heihu laughed loudly and said, "My lord, forget it! Even if it doesn't snow, I'm afraid none of the Kalaqin troops will dare to chase after him again."

The Mongolian soldiers couldn't understand Master Huang Sheng's words. After the black panther told everyone, they laughed along with him.

Qing Getai was also worried that so many people and the captured people might not be able to take them back. It snowed heavily at night, and the troops who had gone far would not be able to trace their route if they didn't know their route. For a few days, they were destined to make a trip in vain.

He was inexplicably excited and shouted: "The Ming army is mighty, the Ming army is mighty!"

More than 500 Khalkha soldiers also shouted sincerely in blunt Chinese: "The Ming army is mighty!  …."

It snowed heavily for a day and a night. Two groups of people and horses drove forward in the wind and snow. Eight horses lined up in two rows and pushed a chariot to be used as an animal-powered snowplow. There are four such combinations, so it doesn’t take too much trouble , The snow has just fallen, just push a road all the way.

It was only on the snowy day that Karaqin Obateji received his youngest son's request for help, and he ordered five thousand soldiers to brave the wind and snow and gallop to the winter camp of the Manzhu Xili tribe.

He sent a letter to Da Jin's master, not asking them to send troops, but telling his master Daming to attack the Harqin tribe.

Because he knew that the old master Nurhachi, who was allied with Harqin, had just died, so he didn't have the nerve to ask the new master Hong at this time, so he sent troops immediately.

Another reason is that the Dajin troops are too far away, and now that it is snowing heavily, it may be impossible to catch up with the Ming army.

He didn't want Hou Jin's army to mobilize everyone to go to waste, because he could settle accounts, and when Hou Jin came to help, he always had to give food and drink to others. If he didn't capture anything to share, he would suffer a big loss.

Oba came to the camp and found that the other three sons had just arrived. He almost didn't recognize the younger son with dull eyes. gas.

The youngest son lost nearly 8000 warriors and 5000 people. Now there are only a few tribes left with less than 1000 warriors and only over [-] warriors.

He quickly asked how he fought the battle so badly, wouldn't he escape if he couldn't fight?If our Karaqin cavalry were determined to run away, even the Jurchens would not be able to catch up. Why can't we hide in the vast Karaqin grassland?

Wu Keshan was the first to come. He had already questioned the soldiers who had escaped from fighting the Ming army several times. He told the old man the truth and asked the old man to send troops to attack the Ming army for revenge.

There is nothing bloody about this Auba, he is just a slave who has nothing to gain, bullying the weak and fearing the hard will is his true nature, if he didn't have such a personality, he would not be the first to seek refuge with those barbaric, ignorant and dirty Jian slaves.

At this time, the Mongols were still proud of being the golden family of Genghis Khan. They simply looked down on the Jiannu with pig tails. The Mongols had their own civilization, language and writing. What was Jiannu?
It's just that beasts have just evolved to be able to walk upright. They have no civilization, no writing, and put gold on their faces. They recognize Wanyan Aguda Jurchen as their ancestors. In fact, they have no written records at all, and they have no idea where they jumped out. clear.

Jin, which destroyed the Daliao Kingdom and the Northern Song Dynasty, and stood up with the Southern Song Dynasty and Xixia, is civilized.

Their Jin Dynasty lasted for 120 years from ten emperors. In its heyday, it ruled a vast territory including today's northern Huaihe River, most of the northeastern part of the Qinling Mountains, and the Far East of the Russian Federation.

In the later period of Jin Dynasty, it has been completely sinicized. There are historical documents for speaking Chinese, writing Chinese characters and wearing Han clothes with Han family names. Why can’t Jiannu produce a genealogy to prove his origin?

Of course, this post-gold slave Oba who has no sense of shame will not launch an attack on Daming. He told his sons that Lin Danhan is eyeing him like a tiger. The territory has been consolidated, let's fight Daming and let the Jurchen master bleed!
He sent his eldest son Wu Keshan to bring his letter to the Dajin Dynasty to meet his new master, complaining about the atrocities committed by the Ming army, and begging his master for justice.

This Wu Keshan is the eldest brother of Borjijit Bumbutai, the Empress Xiaozhuangwen of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the eldest brother of Min Huigong and the Yuan Concubine Borjijit Hailanzhu, and the father of the abolished empress of the Manchu Qing dynasty.

Manzhu Xili, who was severely beaten by Huang Sheng, was even more powerful. If he hadn't lost his mind, he would be Houjin who was in power in Hongguo. He led the Horqin left-wing cavalry to follow Jiannu to conquer Chahar Mongolia and break the Ming Dynasty. Xuanfu in Datong, Shanxi Province.

This scoundrel followed Honggui to conquer North Korea and conquer the Varka Tribe of the Jurchens.Due to his outstanding military exploits, the Later Jin Dynasty appointed him as the Mongolian government official, and was named the king of Batulu County.

This Mongolian slave was stained with the blood of the Han people, but unfortunately he was not able to kill him this time, and I don't know if he will recover and become the executioner of Ba Xiao.

This is entirely because Huang Sheng didn't know who he was fighting at all, he only knew that it was the Mongolian slaves of Karaqin. If he knew that there was such a big bastard in there, he would send a personal team to take special care of the enemy general when he arranged.

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