The Rise of Ming Dynasty 1646

Chapter 265 Azig in Purgatory

"Brother, I can't fight anymore!" Teng Jite shook the parchment in his hand anxiously. It was the news that Tanma had just obtained from the vicinity of Gungatai. As slaves, they were distributed to various tribes in Horqin. Hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep were lost.

"Thirty of us died in just one battle, and Chechen Khan's men have not yet reached Hulun Lake. If Duoduo goes south at this time, how can we resist?"

Mang Gudai snatched the roll of sheepskin and said harshly: "The Manchus have killed so many of our clansmen, and we must take revenge!"

He turned to Teng Jisi and said, "Brother, if we surrender now, according to the tax tribute set by Dorgon, where can we eat the leftover food every year? At that time, more people will starve to death!"

"Hold it for the time being, and we will slowly gather strength to take revenge." Teng Jite immediately said, "Brother, this battle is full of only 300 soldiers, and our [-]-plus horsemen have nothing to do with them.

"I personally led the army to break into the Manchu army formation, so I know the situation best.

"It's not that our soldiers are not brave. They didn't even bat an eye when facing the enemy's spears. But our heavy cavalry has lost more than [-]% before reaching full strength!

"Back then, Lin Danhan's powerful army was lost in the hands of the Manchus. I'm afraid we really underestimated the enemy this time. In my opinion, it's best to stop the rebellion before Duoduo comes..."

The Lindan Khan he mentioned was named Lindan Batur, and he almost unified the various tribes of Mongolia.But his strong ambassador Jin felt threatened, so Huang Taiji led his army to fight Lin Danhan several times, and finally drove him from Mongolia to Qinghai.Since then, the whole of Mongolia has been completely torn apart, and no one can integrate it again.

Teng Jisi frowned deeply, struggling in his heart, the battle of Gungatai really shocked him, his younger brother was almost trapped in the enemy's line, tens of thousands of people were captured, and countless cattle and sheep were lost.

But he was extremely unwilling to surrender at this point, and he could not surrender. In fact, if they were not forced by Dorgon, they would not have made up their minds to rebel against the Qing.

"We may not be able to do what Lin Danhan didn't do!"

Mang Gudai wanted to persuade him again, but saw the guard entering the tent and knelt down and handed over a letter, "To the Khan, someone claims to be an envoy of the Qing court, let me deliver this letter to you."

"Jianzhou Envoy?" Teng Jisi took the letter and opened it, first looked at the inscription, it was "the envoy of the Qing Dynasty Monan imperial envoy Ning Wan me".

He looked at it again carefully, his brows gradually relaxed, and joy even appeared in the corners of his eyes.

He hurriedly asked the guard, "Where is the messenger?"

"Back to Da Khan, the man said that the Manchu Prince Yu might attack at any time, time is running out, he has to rush to reply to his master."

"Leaving?" Teng Jisi was a little surprised, but then he thought that the messenger from the Manchus would arrive in the next few days. As long as he carefully avoided Duoduo, the whole tribe would be able to turn the corner.

Several of his younger brothers also came over.

"Brother, what did the man say?"

"It must be the next challenge!"

Teng Jisi stuffed the letter to Mang Gudai, heaved a sigh of relief: "The envoy of the Qing Dynasty said that as long as we return to the Qing Dynasty, we will be exempted from [-]% of the taxes and tributes of our department, and all the previous things have never happened."

"Is there such a thing?" Mang Gudai took the letter and read it again, and asked suspiciously, "Is there any fraud?"

Teng Jisi shook his head slightly, "I heard that the Manchus were defeated by the Han in the south not long ago, and lost [-] to [-] troops. Combined with this letter, they should want to withdraw their forces and concentrate on attacking Ming."

He suddenly remembered the second half of the letter, and hurriedly told Ten Jite: "Hurry up and bring Azig, oh no, invite Yingbeile here, and we will treat him well.

"Since the Manchus intend to cease the war, if we return Azig to them at this time, we will be able to reconnect with the Manchus."

"Yes, I'm going right now!"

Just as Teng Jite opened the curtain, two Mongolian military officers ran in in a panic, bumping him into a stagger.

He stepped back a few steps, managed to stabilize his center of gravity, pointed at the person who came and cursed: "You bastard, are you blind?!"

The two officers were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground and said urgently: "My lord, forgive me, it's just...that Azig is not quite right, that's why the villain came here..."

"What happened to Azig?"

"He complained of abdominal pain the day before yesterday. At first the villain thought he was pretending to be sick, so he didn't care."

Another person continued: "Who would have thought that his face would be pale from this morning, covered in cold sweat, and he could not stop rolling on the bed..."

"Have you asked the witch doctor to look at it?" Teng Jisi walked over a few steps and asked with a frown.

"Look," said the officer, "I still practiced it at noon, but now...it seems to be more serious."

In a hurry, Teng Jisi dragged the two of them away, and trotted to the tent where Azig was held, followed by Teng Jite and others.

In the narrow felt tent, Azig's eyes were protruding and his teeth were gnashing loudly. He didn't see Teng Jisi and the others at all. He just curled up and kept rolling, and at this moment he fell from the bed to the ground.

"Yingbeile," Ten Jite hurriedly stepped forward to call him, "what's wrong with you?"

Azig seemed to be unable to hear at all, with a low hissing sound from his throat, coupled with the mud all over his body, he looked like a ghost that had just crawled out of a grave.

Seeing this, Teng Jisi hurriedly told the guards, "Quickly, go and get that Han doctor."

"Yes."

After a while, a middle-aged man with long beard came to the tent.He first bowed to Teng Jisi, then asked someone to hold Azig down, opened his eyelids to look at him, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his hand and smelled it, turned around after a while and said with a frown: "Sweat, This man seems to have been poisoned."

"Poisoned?!" Teng Jisi felt a chill in his back, pointed at the doctor and said, "You find a way for me! No matter what method you use, he must be cured!"

The doctor fell to his knees, helplessly said: "Forgive me, don't say that the villain doesn't know what kind of poison he has been poisoned, but he knows where to find the antidote in this vast desert..."

Azig's screams on the side became more and more miserable, as if someone was cutting his flesh with a knife.

Teng Jisi was also sweating profusely, he didn't care to investigate why he was poisoned, so he was first moved to his own tent, and then he was called to take care of him carefully.

But Azig seemed to have lost his mind. At first, he just rolled back and forth on the ground. In the evening, he was so painful that he kept scratching his face and neck with his hands until his flesh was bloody, but he still didn't realize it.

Teng Jisi had no choice but to have him tied up, and he couldn't help feeling extremely anxious. Seeing that the war is about to end and his tribe can return to peace, Azig has become like this!
He led people to guard until Shenshi, when he finally heard that the movement in the tent was getting quieter, he thought that Azig had finally survived.

When a servant called Azig but did not get a response, he reached out to touch his breath, and suddenly exclaimed: "Khan, he, he is out of breath..."

(End of this chapter)