Every time the Ming people's ships arrived, the Xinuzhi tribe of Hettu held a grand banquet to celebrate. For these people in barren places, every time the Ming people brought them countless good things. The Xinuzhi tribe still implemented the most primitive public property ownership system. To put it bluntly, all the property is basically the tribe heads. Of course, if the tribe heads want to gain more support from people, then being generous to other people in the tribe will determine his support.

Timuer did a very good job in this regard. Every time the good things brought by Mingren were registered in front of everyone, and then fairly distributed them to all the tribes. This also made his prestige unparalleled among the Xinuzhi for a while, and even his father had never received the support he had now.

Because he had seen the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, he was a little disliked by the things in his hands. Thinking about the days he lived in the Ming Dynasty, he felt that he was living a life that was worse than a pig or a dog, so he looked very long. If he wanted to live such a life, Liaodong would have to undergo earth-shaking changes. If such changes occur, he would have to become the master of this wasteland. If he wanted to become the master of this wasteland, he would have to overturn the rule of the Wanyan tribe first.

But the Wanyan tribe is still a giant for him now. Not to mention that there are so many tribes supporting him, the power of the Wanyan tribe alone is not something he can resist. You should know that the people of Qi have always believed that the Wanyan tribe is from the Wanyan tribe. The Wanyan tribe obtained sharp weapons and solid armor from the people of Qi. After each time they obtained food, they would only help other tribes after meeting the needs of the Wanyan tribe.

The Wanyan tribe became the king of the wasteland, which was not due to favor, but to the naked force of suppression. Whoever did not accept it would do whatever he wanted.

In the past two years, he has received support from the Ming people, and the tribe's strength has indeed changed drastically, but it has been a little shorter. In the past two years, even the tribes did not dare to have more babies, and they could not raise them. In the past two years, they could have been born with great energy, but it would take at least fifteen or sixteen years to wait for them to grow up.

Temur naturally couldn't wait. The lifespan of people on the wasteland was short. His father was less than fifty years old when he died, and he was almost thirty now. If he calculated based on his father's lifespan, he would not be able to wait until his death to dominate the wasteland.

He has naturally been doing the secretly annexing small tribes, but he dare not be big. If you annex a small tribe with more than a dozen people or dozens of people, Wanyan Aguda will not take it seriously. Anyway, such a small tribe has no power and is not worth mentioning. But if you dare to attack a large tribe with thousands of people, Wanyan Aguda must ask why? As the boss, he naturally would not allow an opponent to challenge him under his rule.

In addition to his distress, Temuer finally figured out something. If he wanted to beat Aguda, he could only rely on the power of the Ming people. The battles in Ming Dynasty gave him unforgettable memories. If his troops could have these weapons, even if they had fewer attacks, they could still defeat Wanyan Aguda.

A raging fire broke out outside the house, and the whole sheep were roasting on the fire, and a skin of horse milk wine was raised. The young man and the girls danced happily around the bonfire. The crew members from the Ming Dynasty drank wine and ate meat while enjoying this rare exotic scene, and then received the warmest applause.

With the help of Ming people in recent years, the Xinu Zhi tribe has gradually gotten rid of the nomadic fish hunting and migrating everywhere in the past, and gradually turned to farming as the main and fishing as the auxiliary. Large tents are no longer a necessary item, but instead built one adobe house after another. These adobe houses surrounded the large stone houses of the tribe's heads and formed a large gathering area. On the outside, the compacted adobe wall can not only block the wind on the wasteland, but also block the wild beasts on the wasteland.

The Xinu Zhi tribe actually has a city in a relaxed sense.

Just this year, with the help of the Ming people, they already had their own brick kilns and began to fire red bricks. Of course, they also built more charcoal kilns, but the good charcoal burned was used to exchange things for the Ming people. A ship of good white charcoal was exchanged for food, cloth, iron ingots and countless daily necessities. For the Xinu Naomi Naomi, the forest was endless and could not be cut, but those daily necessities were something they could not make but were indispensable.

In the eyes of the Western Naoto Naoto, there is nothing to be rare, that is, they should not be eaten or drunk, and they should not be eaten. They are very cost-effective to exchange for the real things that Ming people have.

Little did they know that wise people were even more happy. This was a completely profitable job. Other places, such profits would have to be used to open the way with guns, but it was too easy to come here.

Of course, so far, this is still a secret line, completely controlled by the Ming Dynasty National Security Bureau. If other merchants dare to run on this line and transport things to Liaodong, the National Security Bureau will not be lenient at all. First, to protect the secret of Xi Nuzhi, and second, to prevent the Wanyan tribe from getting nutrients from the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, when the Ming Dynasty's National Security Bureau was cultivating Timuer, it did not send anyone to contact Wanyan Aguda from time to time. After all, it was able to directly instigate the boss on the wasteland and thus form a restraint against Qi people. It was a worry-free thing for the Ming Dynasty. But unfortunately, the messenger sent out was tortured and killed by Wanyan Aguda. Wanyan Aguda was not as eager to change his status quo as Timuer. He himself was the king of the wasteland, and he could get countless good things from the people of Qi.

After the National Security Bureau cut off Wanyan Aguda's thoughts, he transferred all his strength to Timuer's side.

The room was busy outside, but inside the room, there was only a small square table on the warm kang, and only Tian Zhen and Temuer were sitting opposite each other.

"I haven't been here for a long time, it seems that you are developing well!" Tian Zhen took a sip of the burning knife he brought himself, and looked at Temuer with a smile. He was really not used to drinking it.

"This is all thanks to Shangguo." Temuer bowed his hand and said sincerely, "If Shangguo had not sent someone to teach us farming, how to build ships and fish, and how to make tools, how to live a good life now?"

"Good days are still far from each other!" Tian Zhen chuckled.

Timur said a little embarrassedly: "Of course we can't compare with the country, but we are already very happy compared to previous years."

"It's okay to be happy, but it's not necessary to satisfy, especially for a leader." Tian Zhen said in a true way: "Satisfaction will make you lose your ambition."

"That's it." Timuer bowed: "Thank you for your teachings from Minister Tian. Life is better now, but I have to hide it. Timuer feels so nervous."

Tian Zhen smiled and knew what Temuer meant.

"In the past year, you must have had a lot of movements, how effective is it?"

"The Wanyan tribe is keeping a close eye on it, and there is no way to do it. It has merged more than a dozen small tribes. Now we, the Western Nvzhi, can barely gather 3,000 warriors!" Timuer sighed: "There is naturally no problem to deal with ordinary large tribes, but it is not possible to deal with the Wanyan tribe, not to mention that with the Wanyan tribe, countless small and medium-sized tribes will fight for him."

Tian Zhen smiled and said nothing.

Timuer was a little irritated. The Ming people were trying to win over him and cultivate him, so he naturally had to deal with Wanyan's bone-killing. Two years ago, the Wanyan tribe abused and killed some Ming people and passed them to various tribes, claiming that he was incompatible with the Ming people, so he naturally knew clearly.

"If Shangguo can send troops, then we can move the victory order."

Tian Zhen shook his head: "It is inappropriate for us to send the army. If you get up, it is because you are dissatisfied with the cruel rule of the Wanyan tribe and unbearable resistance, it is your own business. If our army appears in your team, you will become a traitor to the female. Wanyan Aguda has more reason to deal with you, and he can also make more female tribes united in hatred of the enemy. Do you understand?"

Timuer said a little disgusted: "If this continues, when will I defeat that old man? Will God take him away?"

Tian Zhen laughed: "According to information, Wanyan Agu has become more and more energetic as he gets down. It may take many years to let God take him away."

"What do you want to do in Shangguo?"

"This can only be an internal matter for you. Of course, as your friends, we are willing to help." Tian Zhen smiled.

"What kind of help? Will you give me those sharp weapons?" Timuer's eyes lit up.

"In the next days, some ships will arrive in Hetu. We will give you the artillery, grenades, and Ming Style 1 you have always wanted." Tian Zhen said: "How about it, is it accidental or not, is it surprise or not? These things are also in short supply in our Ming Dynasty, and many troops are not equipped!"

"How many?" Timuer's voice trembled a little.

"Enough to arm all your warriors." Tian Zhen took a sip of wine, "We also sent experienced soldiers to teach you how to use these weapons."

"Thank you for your generosity." Temuer stood up and bent down deeply towards Tian Zhen.
Chapter completed!