The night is dark and the wind is harsh.

Zamuhe carefully headed north under the escort of the Han cavalry. He hid in the Han camp for seven days and can finally return to the north of the Mo.

The light cavalry galloped from Laoya Mountain, and after half a night, he traveled through naturalization and went north.

When passing by the Jurchen barracks in the middle of the night, Zamuhe couldn't help but peek at the other side. The Han cavalry commander who was escorting him had a arrogant look on his face. Seeing his fearful expression squirting a disdainful voice from his nose, the expression made him feel very unhappy.

In the second half of the night, the cavalry crossed the naturalization and went thirty miles ahead. Xiao Zhiyan stopped the horse and said to Jamukha, "From now on the north, there are grasslands. You can go back to the tribe as soon as possible, and I will send you here."

Zamuhe bowed and said, "Thank you!"

Xiao Zhiyan was not polite, turned his horse's head, and the Han cavalry disappeared quietly on the way he came.

The Mobei delegation walked another thirty or forty miles north, and everyone was exhausted after a night of running.

Nearly an hour before dawn, Jamukha ordered: "Get camp and sleep first, wait until dawn before leaving. There is no way for the Jurchens to come here." He was very dissatisfied with the Tumots. Omubuhan was too afraid of the Jurchens, so he actually asked the delegation to leave as if he was running away.

In the darkness before dawn, the Mongols in the northern desert took off their tents and built a simple camp, and Jamukha arranged a post to rest.

It was not until midnight that Jamukha crawled out of the tent, shouting loudly to everyone to clean up and prepare to rush.

The grassland is endless, and there is no shadow in the sky.

The Mongolians in the north of the desert were only cleaned up, and a cavalry of three or four hundred people rushed over on the horizon in the distance to the north.

When they were twenty miles apart, Jamuha realized that something was wrong. The cavalry rushed straight towards them without any intention of slowing down.

Ruzhuo, who rushed to the front, slapped his horse hard. He had been waiting here for a long time.

Since receiving Yue Tuo's order, his horse thieves have been hiding in the north of Guihua City, searching for the whereabouts of the Mongols in the north of Mobei.

The grassland is very large. If the Mongols in the north fled north overnight, they would like to explore a cavalry team of hundreds of people in the dark as if they were looking for needles in the sea, so he was always nervous and dared not delay the big affairs of Mr. Beile because of negligence.

The day before yesterday, news came that the people in Mobei were about to leave Naturalization. He personally led 400 horse thieves to intercept them here, and other horse thieves scattered everywhere were still gathering.

Jamukha held the war horse, took off the bow from his back, and reached out to signal the people behind to prepare for battle.

Four hundred horse thieves came over in a fan shape three or four hundred steps away.

Jamukha rushed forward and shouted, "Are you horse thieves? We are the mission of Chechen Khan." Under normal circumstances, horse thieves dare not provoke the commanders of various Mongolian tribes.

"It's you who'll wait."

Er Ruzhuo smiled and pulled out a thick knife, and the horse thieves waved their weapons.

"The subordinate of the Jurchens!" Jamuha vaguely understood, how could there be such a large number of horse thieves in Guihuabei?

As he spoke, the horse thieves had already arrived in front of him. First, they covered them with dense long arrows, and then they drew scimitars and rushed forward.

The Mongols in the north of Mobei drove their war horses and retreated and fought back.

The horse thief has been on the grassland for a long time and has excellent riding skills. Most of the subordinates of Eruzhuo were from Modong Mongols, and more than 500 people were entangled in a group of battles. In the distance, figures appeared in groups of three or three, galloping wildly, all of whom were Eruzhuo's subordinates.

People in Mobei are good at fighting and cannot withstand the many thieves.

There were fewer and fewer people around him. Seeing that the situation was not good, Jamukha had no chance to flee north, so he turned his head and shouted, "Return!" He had no time to care about anything now, just wanted to escape.

Uh Ruzhuo urged the horse to knock it over and block the Mongolian in front of him, urging the horse to chase after him.

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Half an hour later, the one hundred people in the Mobei Mission was left with more than 30 prisoners, and none of them escaped.

The horse thief quickly packed up the battlefield and escorted the prisoners to Daqingshan to hide. The ambush was not far from Guihua City.

No one knows the battle here.

After receiving the report from the Han Ministry, Omubu thought that the mission in the northern part of the Mo River would return safely.

The Jurchen camp in the southwest of Guihua City has been completed, and the grain transport team is heading towards the west of the desert every ten days.

According to the agreement reached with Zhai Zhe a few years ago, the caravans of the Eight Great Masters visited Naihua again and obtained 30% of the shops in Naihua City, making the place more prosperous.

In mid-March, misty rain, a messenger rushed from the north to the Hanmen camp of Laoya Mountain.

Zhai Zhe opened the letter, and Yue Tuo invited him to visit the Jurchen barracks three days later to celebrate the completion of the camp.

What was coming finally came, Zhai Zhe folded the letter in his hand and put it in his arms.

The Han tribe did not dare to engage in blatant contact with the Jurchens, so Zhai rushed to go to naturalization and asked the Khan for instructions.

Omubuhan took the letter from Zhai Zhe, and after reading it, he laughed and said, "Yue Tuo also invited me." After the Mobei mission left, his mind became much relaxed. He was ready to send Mao Hanyin to Mobei to postpone Princess Ulan's marriage until winter.

After asking for a while, Zhai Zhe learned that the commanders of Tumote's tribes, except Princess Ulan, had received invitations from Yue Tuo.

It will be passed quickly in three days.

Zhai Zhe led five hundred elite cavalry to leave Laoya Mountain for the banquet.

The Han cavalry was stationed three miles away in front of the Jurchen camp. Zhai Zhe led Ji Hong's twenty personal soldiers to the banquet, leaving Bao Guang outside.

The Jurchen camp was surrounded by thick wooden fences, and there were half a man-high earth walls inside, and barracks were surrounded by barracks. Dozens of huge tents were erected in the center of the barracks, and soldiers were guarded outside, which should be a place for grain storage.

Yue Tuo greeted him at the door and smiled and said, "Why did you bring so many soldiers?"

Zhai Zhe saluted and explained: "The boys stay\

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Yue Tuo introduced him into the tent and saw that Gu Luge arrived first and was sitting inside.

Walking into the big tent, two desk tables are arranged side by side in front of the gate, three desk tables are arranged on both sides, and Gu Luge sat in a position in his right hand.

The attendant guided Zhai Zhe to the last position of his right hand to sit down.

About a quarter of an hour, Omubuhan, Hanggao, Tokbo, Geriletu and Hanggao arrived one after another.

Yue Tou held Omubuhan's arm with his own hands and greeted him all the way, and sat side by side on the main seat that welcomed the door.

Seeing that everyone was here, Yuetuo held up his wine glass and said, "I went to Chahar in the west of Dajin. The Tumote tribe helped a lot. Now that the construction of this grain village has been completed, everyone here has made contributions. I am here to hold a banquet to repay you."

Everyone raised their glasses and stood up, and Omubu Khan responded: "It is a great honor to be able to contribute to the great gold."

Yue Tuo clapped his hands to serve the dishes, waved his hand to everyone in the seat to sit down, and said, "The military camp is simple and there are no delicious foods. This time a batch of specialties was transported from Liaodong. Please try them."

Eight servants walked in from outside the tent, holding a tray in their hands, and putting a large piece of meat in front of them.

Yue Pu Shuo moved his chopsticks and said, "This is a red bear's paw. Take the best forefoot, wrap it in yellow mud and grill it in the fire. After the yellow mud is cracked, remove it before adding flavors. I brought these chefs from Liaodong just to enjoy you."

Zhai Zhe tasted it and it was delicious, smooth but not greasy, and melted in his mouth.

The attendants serving the dishes are like butterflies. The dishes are mostly delicious in the mountains and forests, and they are all rare varieties in the grassland. After tasting them, everyone in the tent is amazed.

After three rounds of wine, Yue Tuo clapped his hands and ordered the attendants in the tent to retreat, and asked Omubu Khan: "Have the Khan heard that horse thieves are rampant on this grassland?"

Omubuhan smiled and said, "Now there is no more."

"I scouted the cavalry a few days ago and defeated a wave of horse thieves and captured more than 30 people. These people were talking nonsense and even said they knew each other with the Khan."

Everyone in the tent laughed, but Zhai Zhe bowed his head and hid his figure behind Geriletu's tall body.

After everyone's laughter stopped, Yuetuo said, "I'll bring them here today, just for a while."

He slapped hard, and more than a dozen people came in from the guards outside the door. Omubuhan, who was facing the door, could see clearly, his hair seemed to be about to stand up, and his alcohol was gone.
Chapter completed!