"Everyone, I'm going to call you all today, I believe you all know the reason!" Chelindorji sat on the head seat with a slightly worried look on his face. Gao Tingyu's border has been invincible for more than 20 years, and has accumulated great power in the hearts of the leaders of the Mongolian tribes. Everything went smoothly since the uprising. Now the army of Dashun has arrived, and the old things hidden in his heart have emerged again.

"Dear Tushetu Khan!" The person who spoke was a bald man in his forties. He was the younger brother of the Chechen Khan in the four Khalkha Mongolian tribes. This time, Chechen Khan went south and claimed that he had injured his leg while riding a horse, so he sent this brother to take more than 3,000 cavalry to go south. In addition to the Tushetu Khan tribes, it was considered a more frequent army in the four Khalkha Mongolian tribes: "Gao Tingyu is a tough old wolf, and the Han army under his command is also very powerful. In the past few days, the children have already gained a lot of wealth and livestock. We don't need to fight with them here. I think it should be the time to retreat!"

"Yes, you should retreat!"

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

A voice of approval sounded from the tent. It can be seen that most of the people who expressed their approval were the other three generals who went south and the horse thieves who followed them to rob. For them, this war was a good opportunity to get rich. What was the establishment of the Great Mongolian Kingdom and the grasslands, which were just ridiculous fantasies.

Chelindorji showed a hesitant look. Although his tribes have called him the Great Khan, in fact, he is still the leader of the Tushetu tribe. At most, he took advantage of the vacuum period that appeared after the death of Tserbzundanba Seventh. With the powerful strength of his tribes, he had a certain influence on the other tribes. If he wanted to truly become the real leader of the four Khalkha Mongol tribes, there were only two ways: either conquer the other three tribes in the cruel annexation war, or lead the others.

The three ministries won great victories in foreign wars and ascended the throne of the Khan with their prestige. They must be one of the two. In this situation, it is obviously unrealistic to carry out annexation wars. There is only the remaining path. In the previous wars, the soldiers who followed him had already gained a lot of benefits, but it is unlikely to support themselves ascend to the throne of the Khan with this matter, but if they can defeat Dashun's army, it would be almost done.

"Sweat!" A low voice interrupted Chelindorji's thoughts. He raised his head and happened to see Sharif's brown eyes looking at him. The other party shook his head slightly: "We must retreat without fighting!"

"Why? You also heard the generals! They didn't want to fight!"

"It is precisely because of this that you have to fight a war!" Sharif replied: "If you withdraw, Gao Tingyu will soon be able to recruit cavalry from the Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert and expedition to Khalkha Mongolia. Who do you think will continue to stand under your banner at that time? As long as Gao Tingyu issues a pardon, the guys in the tent will immediately run to the enemy. You must fight a battle here so that they can see that the Han people are not invincible."

"You are right, but!" Chelindorji pointed at the generals in embarrassment: "If they do not support me, the army of my tribe is weak and cannot fight against the Han army alone!"

"The power is weak. According to the spy's report, Gao Tingyu's entire army is no more than 12,000! You have more than 20,000 cavalry in your headquarters alone, which does not include the Tatars and fugitive slave workers who defected to you!" Sharif complained, but his mission was to expand the rebellion as much as possible, consume the Chinese military and economic resources, and collect intelligence for the future Russian-Shun War. In order to achieve the above goals, it is very necessary to fight a war in Eren, and as for the outcome of the battle, it doesn't matter.

"If your concern is this, I have a way to promote the unity of your camp!" Sharif smiled and said, "You can send an envoy to Chahanshuer and propose peace with Gao Tingyu!"

"Peacemaking?"

"Yes, if peace talks are rejected, there is no reason for those guys who ask for retreat to refuse to fight!"

"But what if Gao Tingyu agreed? Or would he pretend to agree?" Chelindorji asked back: "Major Sharif, the Chinese are good at using this means to provoke discord. Gao Tingyu knew that my army was not so united!"

Sharif looked at Chelindorji in surprise. For the first time, he discovered that although this barbarian prince was stupid on the surface, he was not lacking in the Asian cunning deep in his heart. Sharif had to admit that Gao Tingyu was likely to use this opportunity to weaken the enemy's strength. As a smart man who had been dealing with the Mongols for nearly twenty years, Gao Tingyu would definitely be able to memorize the internal situation of the Khalkha Mongol tribes. It would be too naive to expect him not to take advantage of the enemy's weakness.

"Khan, we should go back first, then cross the desert and go west. There are many cotton plantations there." A voice interrupted Sharif's persuasion, and Chelindorji turned his head and spoke a tall man. Judging from his clumsy Mongolian accent, he should be a Han man.

"Khan, we should attack westward. There is a lot of wealth in the plantations there, richer than in the desert, and there are many laborers in it. If you give them freedom, they will be extremely grateful to you and become the best warrior under your command!" the man said loudly.

The tent was quiet, and everyone was thinking about what the Han people said. It turned out that after Dashun conquered the Junggar Khanate in the middle of the last century and established the Anxi Protectorate, the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains became the territory of Dashun. At first, Dashun treated the local area like the Mongolian tribes, and only detained the local area to prevent the local area from becoming a springboard for the invasion of the Central Asian nomadic tribes. It did not interfere with the internal affairs of the local tribes, but only a symbolic agricultural tax was imposed. However, when the Jenny spinning machines and other machinery were introduced to China in the 1880s, the situation changed. Due to the rapid progress of textile technology, the demand for cotton also began to grow exponentially, with the flow of the Yangtze River.

The cotton textile industry, with the core of the territory, is like a huge monster, swallowing a large amount of cotton and labor with an insatiable appetite, spitting out all kinds of textiles, and the price of raw cotton began to soar. In the entire provinces suitable for growing cotton such as Shandong, Jiangsu, Henan, etc., which were suitable for growing cotton, a wave of stopping the crops of grains and changing to plant cotton. Li Shenguang, the prime minister of the Dashun court at that time, wrote in his diary in horror: "In the past ten months, the prefectures and counties all hoe wheat and plant cotton in order to make a fortune. I don't know how to satisfy the hunger of all living beings in the autumn? In the long run, the country will not be a country!" So the Dashun court at that time had to repeatedly ban the people from wasting wheat and planting cotton. However, in the face of the soaring price of raw cotton, the court's ban also became a

The gentry who occupied a large amount of land took back the land of the tenants and planted large swaths of cotton. Faced with this crazy wave, the Dashun court had to order the increase of the taxes and fees of cotton farmers; while exempting the labor of farmers who planted grain as subsidies, so that this momentum was gradually controlled. Faced with the soaring cotton prices, some ambitious merchants began to open plantations in the Anxi Protectorate. They were surprised to find that the local climate and soil conditions were very suitable for planting the long-lived cotton that was urgently needed in Jiangnan. So a group of merchants with large silver notes headed west along the Hexi Corridor. They built dams, transported a large number of slave workers from the mainland, established a self-defense force, and opened cotton on both foothills of the Tianshan Mountains.

Plantations. In less than 40 years, the amount of cotton transported from the Anxi Protectorate to the mainland has reached more than 42 million kilograms per year, accounting for almost half of all cotton imported from the south of the Yangtze River. Due to the small population and the shortage of labor, merchants transported a large number of bankrupt farmers from the mainland and then signed contracts with them for twenty years or even longer, forcing them to work hard in the plantation. The situation of these slave labor was very miserable. Many people could not bear the exploitation of the plantation owners, escaped from the plantation, crossed the desert, and fled to Outer Mongolia or Inner Mongolia. Under Chelindorji, there were many such fugitive slaves. The infantry troops in the rebels were basically composed of fugitive slaves.

"I think he said it well! I've heard about it for a long time, there are quite a few good things over there!"

"But I heard that the planters over there are not good people. They all have self-defense forces and are full of hard fires. They are almost the same as those in the army. Besides, let's go there, what should Gao Tingyu do if he wants to come? All the livestock officials have been raided. What's the use of robbing them? "

The people below were quarreling, and Chelindorji couldn't help but have a headache. He was not like his ancestors. He was born to hunt, rob, and war. For thousands of years, war has been almost a part of the lives of the Mongols. Under the rule of Dashun, there have been no large-scale wars on the Mongolian Plateau for decades. Princes and princes like Chelindorji could only imagine the lives of their ancestors through poetry and legends, and naturally they could not learn how to engage in a war from practice.

Sharif suddenly bent down and whispered to Chelindorji: "Khan, no matter which strategy is used, he should send cavalry to test the Chinese's movements!"

"Yes, you're right!" Chelindorji then reacted. He slapped the hardwood armrests of the seat and stood up: "Duoji, you lead your 'Otok' (a kind of civil affairs unit in Mongolia, which is probably a thousand households, and it becomes a military organization when fighting) to Chahanshuer to test the movements of the Chinese and see what they will do next. Don't fight with them hard. Touch and save them. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!