The mooing of cows and neighing of horses came from outside the sweat tent. The sounds were so clear in the quiet big tent where you could hear heavy breathing.

Chahar won the battle, and the cries of the livestock were filled with joy.

Ezhe sat mutely on the carpet, opposite him, the excited Amur was more like a Mongolian Khan.

"no"

Although Ezhe's voice was slight, his meaning was clear.

He thought, and he made a decision.

"Great Khan" Amur's head burst out blue veins, "Chahar wants to unify the grassland, Tumote, Modong and Mobei are all lying at Dashan's feet. Dashan will sooner or later attack Tumote, and will break with the Ming Dynasty sooner or later."

Ezhe smiled, he actually laughed.

"Amur, I can't become the khan you hope for"

He took out a golden wine bottle from under the table, placed it in the corner, stretched out his rough index finger and pointed it at it, saying, "Pour me a glass of bar."

All kinds of wine were discharged in the corners of the tent, including the Han people’s knives, bamboo leaves, Mongolian people’s horse milk wine, and spirits trafficked from the far north.

Amur knew that Khan liked the most was the Mongols' horse milk wine. The turbid liquid was filled with bubbles, with some sour and odor, which was the Mongols' taste.

He took an old skin and walked to Ezhe, filling the wine bottle steadily.

Ezhe said: "Amur, do you know? I asked you to kill Makata." Makata is Huang Taiji's daughter, the princess of the Qing Dynasty.

"She gave birth to a son for me, and I still hate her very much." Ezhe's voice was very peaceful. Everyone was dead, so what else would he hate?

"But I have no reason to attack Zuo Ruo. He is disrespectful to me. He does have the strength and qualifications to disrespect me."

Ezhe picked up the golden wine bottle and poured a whole cup of horse milk into his mouth. Some juice fell on his black and yellow beard.

"I killed Zuo Ruo, and Chahar Mongolia has been untrustworthy in the world since then, and there is no other friend."

He put the empty golden wine bottle back on the table and said, "Chahar's peace talks with the Qing Dynasty. This is Chahar's freedom and has nothing to do with Zuo Ruo. On the grassland, the Ming army will not come stupidly to provoke us."

The wine bag is full, and Amur must be careful to hold it with both hands to prevent the wine from overflowing from the seal. He can make suggestions to Dahan, but he cannot make decisions for Dahan.

Seeing the empty cup in front of him, he poured wine again.

Ezhe waved his hand and said, "That's it. After Sony comes back, I will send someone to inform Zuo Ruo."

Amur sealed the mouth of the wine bag, turned around and put it back on the shelf in the corner of the big tent.

Ezhe said: "I will recall those 1,500 cavalrymen. It was Zuo Ruo's idea, not Zhai Zhe. I know that Han man, he is a person who knows tolerance."

Amur retired.

When we walked out of the tent, the sunset was already in the sky, and the grassland was bathed in the golden light. The Mongolian prisoners in the east of the Mohe grazed and milked under the supervision of the Chahar cavalry.

The grassland has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak. If it were Lin Danhan, he would have listened to his advice.

He thought about it. There was a Tumot tribe between Chahar and the Ming army, and there were young cavalry in the Ming army. Zuo Ruo would not be so impulsive and stupid...

Wang Yi wants to spend the night in Guihua City.

Guihua City is not as good as before, but it is still the pearl of the grassland. Here, he is a distinguished guest.

Without the Han merchants, the Tumotes drove livestock into the city, and the feces of cattle and horses could be seen everywhere on the streets. The Mongolians who came from afar were living in every corner, cursing about not being able to buy suitable goods. What they needed most was tea and salt, and the grassland people could not survive without these two things.

Wang Yi passed by Omubuhan's mansion, which was empty, and neither Tokbo nor Geriletu dared to live in.

Geriletu took him into his mansion, and after dinner, he left the servant to say goodbye.

In summer, after the sun sets, the grassland is a comfortable place.

Wang Yi couldn't sleep all night, and he was thinking that the Regent would hope that the situation would develop in that direction. Between Ezhe and Zuo Ruo, what he could do was really limited. In any case, the Regent would definitely not want the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia to become enemies.

The next morning, before the scorching sun could come, the dewdrops on the grass blades turned into steam, and a team of cavalry came from the direction of Tokto. The dark armor on the knights was dull and dull. The Tumots now knew that it was the best armor.

Geriletu was sending Wang Yi outside the city, and several scouts hurried to him and lowered their voices to report the news.

Geriletu smiled and said to Wang Yi: "You don't have to go back, Lord Zuo is here."

Wang Yi was very surprised. Could Zuo Ruo not wait for a day?

Geriletu pointed to the scout beside him and said, "He told me that Lord Zuo arrived at Naturalization at noon."

The scout saluted Wang Yi and said, "Master Zuo is on the way and ordered me to come and report the message."

Wang Yi spread his hands and said, "Then go back."

Half an hour passed at noon, the scout came to report that the Ming Dynasty's Shaanxi Admiral Zuo Ruo had arrived outside Guihua City. Tokbo, Geriletu and Wang Yiqi went out of the city to greet him, and Tumot arranged three thousand cavalry formations.

The three thousand cavalry lined up a neat team and waited for about a quarter of an hour. The cavalry holding the Ming army flag appeared in sight in the distance. Zuo Ruo only brought two hundred cavalry, all of them were Han people. The Han cavalry were all wearing armor, and he himself only wore a gray cloth shirt.

"Master Zuo" Tokbo and Geriletu both dismounted and saluted. They had both served under Zuo Ruo in Shaanxi, so it should be so. Wang Yi was a guest, following two commanders of Tumot.

Zuo Ruo turned over and got off the horse, pulled a man with one hand, and enthusiastically supported Tokbo and Griletu, saying, "The Tumotes and the Han people are a family." What he said at this time is worth recalling. However, he had worked in the Tumote tribe, and it was not abrupt when talking about old feelings.

Wang Yi didn't expect Zuo Ruo to be so enthusiastic.

The Han cavalry was in close formation and headed towards the Guihua City, with Tumot Cavalry on both sides.

Zuo Ruo looked over and saw that the Tumot cavalry was influenced by the former Han cavalry, and the formation was neat and interesting.

The group walked into Guihua City, and the previously chaotic streets had been cleaned up. Zuo Ruo's status was much higher than that of Wang Yi. In the past, the governor of the border town of the Ming Dynasty could determine the rise and fall of Mongolian tribes. Tokbo and Geriletu paid homage to Zuo Ruo on the occasion of the Khan.

Tokbo's mansion is luxuriously decorated and is used as a reception for Zuo Ruo.

Several people sat down with the host and the host, Zuo Ruokai said honestly: "I have had a friendship with Tumote for more than ten years. This time I came to naturalize, and I borrowed a place." He sneered and continued: "There are people ingratitude in Chahar. I want to have an interview with Ezhe. I'll bother you Tumote to be an Easter."

Tokbo was qualified and winked with Geriletu, and stood up and said, "Master Zuo, why be polite? When I arrived at the naturalization, I was like I was back home. Chahar, Tumot and the Ming Dynasty cooperated to achieve the Hetao Victory. Ezhe Dahan is not the kind of person who breaks the bridge across the river."

Zuo Ruo's expression cleared a little and said, "I hope so." He turned his head and said to Wang Yi who was hiding behind him, "Wang Yi, you go to Chahar Khan's tent tomorrow to spread a message, and you will say that I am naturalizing the Khan of the Imperial Khan gathered."
Chapter completed!