"I'll draw a big pancake and everyone will eat it into their mouths together!"

Zhai Zhe hid in the corner of the cavalry guards of Chahar Khan's tent and wrapped his hands together, as if the cake was in his arms, his eyes were aiming in front of him, his mind was thinking a lot, and his mind was completely out of this solemn ceremony. Omubuhan, who was sitting in the crowd, looked pale and stiff, and the mighty and majestic Tokbo stood behind him.

The brigade of cavalry returned to the Ming Dynasty from Yulin Guard under the escort of Chahar cavalry, but Zhai Zhe's affairs here were not over yet. This was his third day in Hetao.

Ezhe did not dare to put Zhai Zhe's identity in the sun, even though many tribes knew this secret. He was a great Khan from Mongolia, so of course he could not sit on a mat with the Han people who killed Chechen Khan. However, since the death of the young prince, the tribes of Arukha have become more and more obedient. After all, Ezhe is the direct descendant of the Golden Family. After losing the only hope, most people think that joining Chahar is a good choice, and it is much more nourishing in the south of the desert than in the north of the desert.

"The Tumote tribe met the Mongolian Khan!" The emcee shouted at the top of his voice, wishing to spread the voice throughout the grassland. This was his glory as a Chahar. Many years later, a large Mongolian tribe finally came to pay tribute to the Chahar Khan again.

Omubuhan stood up from the seat, moved like a zombie, and walked towards the grand yurt. The smile on Ezhe's face was like the spring breeze in April. He actually didn't hate Ezhe. At least in the past few years, Chahar and Tumot have been together in the south of the desert and have no idea of ​​fighting against the city of Guihua. But this kind of bowing down made him dare not think about it a few years ago. Tumot is really weak, so weak that he needs to rely on the power of the Han people to survive independently.

The cavalry of the Tumot tribe led nine aries, nine white cows and nine white horses, nine numbers, and there were not many livestock to pay tribute, but the meaning of respect has been expressed.

"Meet the Great Khan!" Only he could hear the voice he spoke, but Ezhe didn't care. The cakes drawn by Zhai Zhe were so tempting that he seemed to smell the fragrance of the cakes to his mouth.

"Chahar is the eldest brother, Tumot is the younger brother, and we are the descendants of Genghis Khan!" Ezhe stood up from his seat, stepped forward quickly, stood shoulder to shoulder with Omubuhan, and shouted. "Father, did you see it? This is what you want!" Ezhe's eyes were a little wet.

Zhai Zhe, hiding in the crowd, shrank again in the corner, and finally the trip was worth it. Now it is inevitable that Tumot and Chahar reconcile. The only capital that Omubu Khan can use to bargain is Zhai Zhe. Chechen Khan died in Guihua City. He just pushed him gently behind his back, and the grassland spoke entirely based on his strength.

Ezhe's spirit and Omubuhan's loss were shaking in front of him. Zhai Zhe suddenly turned around and called Bao Guang behind him to retreat to the empty tent. Ezhe was moved, but he knew that the pancake was not that delicious because his opponent was Huang Taiji.

After the ceremony of the audience was completed, Ezhe and Zhai Zhe spent another day discussing the details of the plan, and Zhai Zhe said goodbye and returned to the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing more than 40 people including Zhai Zhe enter the Yulin Guard border, Ezhe returned with satisfaction. The next step was to see whether Changshengtian was still favoring Mongolia. The grassland was vast and it was difficult for the cavalry to contact him again after departure. The variables were too great. He had to beg for the blessing of his ancestor Genghis Khan, although he had never believed this in his heart.

The hooves of more than 40 riders turned from green grass to yellow earth. In front of Zhai Zhe, he seemed to have changed from a plump woman to an old man. The most fertile land by the Yellow River did not belong to the Ming Dynasty.

The border of Yulinwei is right in front of you, all in the northern border of the Ming Dynasty. The border of Shaanxi Town is the same as that of Xuanda Town. The border of Xuanda Town, such as the Shahukou and Desheng Fort, are built on dangerous mountains, while the border of Yulinwei Fort in Shaanxi Town is mostly built on ditches. The huge mouths that open on the cracks on the surface of the loess land want to swallow people and eat, Zhai Zhe threw a stone down and it took him a long time to hear the sound.

"General Zhai Shen, everything goes well!" At the Yulin Wei Pass, a military officer with thick arms and round waist and red face finally brought Zhai Zhepan back. It was General Wang Shen from the governor of Shaanxi Governor Hong Chengchou. The Shaanxi border troops stayed away from this cavalry that went out of the frontier and wanted to send them out as soon as possible. In their hearts, how could the Ming Dynasty's official army be entangled with the Mongols?

"Successful, thank you General Wang!" Zhai Zhe dropped his horse and bowed his hand to return the gift.

"Since that's the case, what are the plans of General Zhai Shen?" Shaanxi Town almost wrote the words "Sending off the guests" on his face.

"I'll go back to Datong today!"

"The ships crossing the river are all ready!" General Wang Shen breathed a sigh of relief. These days he heard about the origin of General Zhai Shen. It turned out that he had served as a thousand households in the Mongolian Han tribe outside the Great Wall. He was both despised and a little afraid. Judging from the postures of those cavalrymen, they were not comparable to those of the Ming border troops.

Two thousand and two hundred cavalry crossed the Yellow River in batches, and Yang Lukai was waiting on the other side. Zhai Zhe submitted the letter written by the military information on the grassland and asked him to bring it to Lu Xiangsheng. After entering the Xuanda land, the cavalry walked without any rush or restlessness. The next day after crossing the river, he walked past the side gate and suddenly saw the officers and soldiers of the official road brigade walking in a hurry and the cavalry sped, as if some emergency military information had occurred.

Yang Lukai urged him to come forward and ask, it turned out that this army belonged to Shanxi Town and had been stationed in Datong North. He received an order to advance north last night.

The leading guerrilla general saw the token from the Governor's Office presented by Yang Lukai and revealed: "I heard that the Qing emperor attacked the Desheng Fort yesterday, and we were ordered to rush to help."

"What?" Yang Lukai was shocked. Wasn't the Qing barbarian camp on the Tokto grassland? Only a small number of troops were stationed in the south of Guihua City.

"The Qing emperors violated the Ming territory yesterday and were attacking the Desheng Fort!" He turned around and told Zhai Zhe about the news.

"The Qing emperor is attacking the Desheng Fort?" Zhai Zhe was also surprised. How could Huang Taiji suddenly attack the Desheng Fort? Could it be that he was retaliated because of his actions outside the Great Wall? But at this time, the Qing emperor attacked the Desheng Fort without any use. How could Huang Taiji be so stupid that he started a war with two opponents at the same time? On the official road, the soldiers and horses in Shanxi Town went away first. Zhai Zhe thought about it and always felt that this matter was not that simple.

Seeing that Zhai Zhe looked a little bad, Yang Lukai comforted him: "Don't worry, General Zhai Gan. The Governor arranged a heavy army to guard the Desheng Fort this time, so the Qing army would definitely not take advantage."

The defender of Desheng Fort was Jiang Xiang, who was commensurate with the brothers of Zhai Zhe, and his number of troops under his command was one of the best in Datong Town. Thinking that Xiao Zhiyan, Zuo Ruo and others were still stationed in Fangshan not far from Desheng Fort, Zhai Zhe immediately returned home.

The chaos in Datong city was in full swing, and various people were mobilized frequently. Datong Governor Ye Tinggui reacted quickly and issued several orders in succession, but for more than a year, most generals in the army only followed Lu Xiang's horse's head, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Zhai Zhe's troops did not stop all the way, and galloped towards Fangshan. The official road along the way was blocked by the mobilized infantry. In the end, he had no choice but to order Bao Guang to go to Fangshan to pass the order first. Without his orders, the cavalry of each unit should not act rashly.

It was not until the evening that Lu Xiangsheng came late. Under the order, the troops of the towns finally found their backbone and the road to Desheng Fort was cleared. Even Wang Pu, the general of Shanxi, who did not deal with Lu Xiangsheng, no longer paid attention to Ye Tinggui. The generals in the army were most afraid of civil servants who had never experienced war, and following Lu Xiangsheng would not be sent out to die in vain.

After Zhai Zhe paid homage to Lu Xiangsheng, he briefly told the war in Hetao, and of course he did not mention the Han village. Lu Xiangsheng looked serious, as if he had encountered something difficult, so he ordered Zhai Zhe's troops to retreat to the territory of the Ming Dynasty and stationed at Datong City. Without his orders, he would not act without authorization.

For several days, the war in Desheng Fort continued to be stalemate, and wounded soldiers continued to return to Datong. I heard that Lu Xiangsheng led the governor's camp to personally suppress the battle. As the Datong war broke out, the people in the border towns packed up their soft packages and fled towards Shanxi, and the government could not ban it. Last year, Shuozhou's massacre had a great impact. Even if the people had confidence in Lu Xiangsheng, they would not dare to use their lives as a bet. Once the border of Desheng Fort was broken, it would be too late to escape.

After stationed outside Datong City for seven or eight days, Zhai Zhe had not received the order from Lu Xiangsheng to attack. Under such circumstances, even if he was allowed to go out of the frontier and threaten the Qinglu's retreat, he could contribute his strength. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

June is approaching, and the scorching sun in the daytime burns the off-white tent, and only at night can you feel a cool breeze.

Liu Suifeng brought two followers and whipped them up and rushed out of the city at the last moment before the city gate was closed. Zhai Zhe's cavalry was stationed thirty miles away from the East City. When he arrived outside the barracks, it was not completely dark. After the notice, the personal soldiers came out of the camp to lead the three of them in.

When he saw Zhai Zhe, Liu Suifeng looked serious and had never seen before. He entered the tent and didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. He said, "Sir, the situation is not good!"

"What happened?"

"Has my lord heard that the Qing barbarians meant to negotiate peace with the Ming Dynasty?"

"The Qing barbarians only invaded Xuanda last year, and this year they came to attack Desheng Fort to negotiate peace?" Zhai Zhe burst out laughing. He has been outside the border for most of the past six months, and the operation of the secret camp is almost stagnant. He has never heard of such rumors.

Liu Suifeng said seriously: "Sir, I'm not here to joke with you. Last winter, there were rumors in Jiliao Town that the Qing Lu were willing to negotiate peace with the Ming Dynasty."

"What do you mean is the court taking it seriously?" Zhai Zhe smiled and restrained.

"I don't know whether it's true, but the news that you borrowed a passage from Shaanxi Town to Mongolia has spread to the court. I heard that the Ministry of War issued a letter to reprimand the Governor, saying that the Governor was good at engaging in border affairs."

"Good to do border affairs?" Zhai Zhe's face became more and more serious, and he figured out what it meant.

Liu Suifeng lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the Minister of War, Mr. Yang, has formulated a four-point commander and six corner solution to deal with the bandits this year. Shaanxi, Henan, Huguang and Jiangbei are the four-point commander, and the four governors are divided into suppression, and they are dedicated to preventing Yansui, Shanxi, Shandong, Jiangnan, Jiangxi, and Sichuan. The six governors are divided into suppression and assisting in suppression. Various places are recruiting troops and want to release the battle of the Qing army in advance."

Zhai Zhe sneered, "Let it go? He can let it go if he wants?" There was not much respect for the Ministry of War in his words.

Liu Suifeng didn't want to argue with him about this matter and said, "I heard that the Ministry of War is going to pursue the crime of going out of the frontier without authorization to provoke the Qing captives."

"Fart!" Zhai Zhe was furious and a chill broke out in his heart.

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Chapter completed!