In this winter of the fifth year of Zhengde, many people were not allowed to rest from the north to the south of the Yangtze River, from the East China Sea to the South China Sea.

The Khan Wusu of the Tatar tribe was busy running for life, just like the repetition of history, just like the winter of the previous year, he escaped so miserably. After a difficult journey, when he finally crossed the snowfield and crossed the green mountains, he looked back sadly and found that only a few thousand remaining soldiers were left behind by his side.

At this moment, he remembered countless ancestors on the grassland...

During the confrontation with Liu Che, Yi Zhixie escaped countless times from the south to the north of the desert, and finally even ran to an unknown place in the West;

Jie Li, who opposed Emperor Taizong of Tang, took advantage of the civil strife in the Central Plains and became king and dominant for many years. He claimed that he had controlled millions of strings, and the prosperity of Rong and Di has not been seen in modern times! But when Li Shimin wiped out the heroes and made a move, Jie Li's nightmare came. In the battle of Dingxiang, the Turks were defeated. The great khan Jie Li barely escaped to Tuyuhun and was captured.

In this sense, Wusu felt that his luck was a little better than those of his predecessors.

Similarly, compared with the Mongolian ancestors like Tohntemuer, his luck was not too bad. At least there were many tribes north of Daqing Mountain, and the Oirats with cold lips and teeth, the situation might not be as bad as expected. Just comforting himself, Wusu became even busier.

He dispatched his few subordinates to various places. At this time, the most priority is to gather the troops and contact those tribes that were not attacked. Secondly, he also needs to find out the movements of the Ming army. It is really terrible to launch a surprise attack in heavy snow. Even if there is a barrier from the Great Green Mountains, he still has no idea whether it can be safe.

The East China Sea was also busy. Under the leadership of officials and nobles, the immigrant tide in North Korea showed a long-lasting trend. A large amount of labor was supplemented into Liaodong. What awaited them was the vast black soil starting from Shenyangwei in the south, to Nuergandusi in the north, to Whale Sea in the winter solstice, and to Hulun Lake in the west.

This land belongs to the Ming Dynasty in name, and the Ming Dynasty also sent troops to garrison, and was also abandoned as the front line later contracted.

Now, the Ming Dynasty remembered this land of its own again and wanted to develop it. The development team was mainly composed of officials from the Liao Town Tuntian Department. Their task was to strive to mobilize the enthusiasm of the North Koreans and make them the pioneers of the Ming Dynasty's advance north.

Another island country is also very busy. The emperor and the shogunate are busy printing money. This profitable transaction is really touching. Even if someone has discovered the disadvantages, these people will not give up.

In fact, he can't give up. Even Katsuhito, at most he will give up himself, but he can't affect the shogunate. Everyone knows that this is a treasure pot. Even if there are troubles in the future, at least at present, the more you print, the more you earn. As long as you can print more points in front of others, it will be a victory.

Change is to touch the darkness and pass through the mountains and forests. There will be no pie falling from the sky. If you want profits, you have to risk it. Even if you hit a tree, isn’t there still the Ming Dynasty? The Emperor of Ming is the father of Japan. If his son is in trouble, will they ignore it?

In Kinai, Imai Soi's words were deeply rooted in people's hearts, but few people knew that after saying this, the reform pioneer, known as the "Father of Osaka" by the Chinese people, turned around and went to Goshima, entered the Governor's Mansion with a humble look on his face, and took over a cuckold with both hands. Standing in front of him was Governor Ma Ang with a professional smile.

In addition, Shengren came forward, and more than ten big names and hundreds of small and medium-sized damings jointly launched the call for "anti-Annan and aid to Champaign". They called on their own ronin to join the joint army organized by the Ming Dynasty to maintain peace in the East China Sea and even the whole world.

For a time, responding gathered.

The ronin has a difficult life. If he loses his identity as a samurai, he will have no life to help him. The name of ronin is majestic, but in fact he is just a group of beggars struggling on the survival line, and he lives less than those farmers.

Now, with the name of the Emperor and the guarantee of the Daming people, and the visible and tangible benefits, stacks of Japanese banknotes were sent to them. The ronin was extremely grateful. Tens of thousands of roninmen stepped onto the ships heading south with great courage, ready to set off a bloody storm in that place I had never heard of before.

From Luzon to Java, it was also a busy scene. Several large public ports such as Manila have been built. Under the supervision of whips and knives, the natives of Luzon suddenly became enthusiastic about work, and the local climate was not cold. After half a winter of construction, these places have become ports that can accommodate nearly 100 large ships of more than 1,000 materials at the same time.

At the same time, more private ports have sprung up on the coast of Luzon like mushrooms after a rain. In addition, the island's mines and manors that have been completed or under construction are not an exaggeration to describe this originally wild land as thriving.

After witnessing the miserable fate of the northern neighbors, Sulu also gave up its meaningless struggle and signed a series of so-called treaties of equality and mutual assistance. Except for Baohe Island, where the capital is located, other places have become areas where the two countries are governed together.

In those co-government areas, locals must report to the Governor's Office branch that they register their household registration, and they are not allowed to leave their residence at will. In addition, locals must also participate in labor and pay taxes to the government office. Once delayed, urban management will come to their doors. When these disasters are not excuses, they are already domineering. If there is another reason, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But there is no way, the situation is stronger than that of people. These gangs of disasters were fewer enemies in Little Luzon, and they wiped out more than 50,000 tribal joint army. Such strength is not affordable by Sulu, let alone behind these gangs, there is an extremely huge Ming Dynasty.

The only thing that made the Sulu Kingdom feel lucky was that the Governor's Office did not interfere with their faith at least. For these Muslim descendants from the Persian Gulf, faith is unshakable and their bottom line.

However, King Sulu also vaguely realized that the things preached by the Propaganda and Pacifier seemed to be subtly shaking the faith of the Chinese people. They preached the beauty and wealth of the Ming Dynasty, and made the listeners yearn for it, and then quoted the classics to prove that the Ming Dynasty and the countries in the South China Sea came from the same source, and were connected by blood and inseparable.

To sum up, thousands of words are one point of view, that is: The Ming Dynasty is great, and the people of Nanyang must adhere to the leadership of the Ming Dynasty and remain unwavering for ten thousand years.

They are all religious people, and they have achieved the level of religious establishment. King Sulu has absolutely profound research on this area. He keenly discovered the inauthenticity of these Xuanfu envoys in the name of education. Rather than saying that these people are educating, they are preaching.

But he had no choice but to do anything about this unproof view, which did not receive much support from many people. Although the time was still short, many people had already believed in that statement.

It is true that the urban management of the Ming Dynasty was very vicious. Their existence caused the lives of the Sulu people to fall into dire straits. However, there was no urban management in the Central Plains, so it was paradise. If you study hard and work, you will have the opportunity to enjoy the blessings of the Ming Dynasty. It has become the most popular dream. Who would listen to his worries?

Besides, even if someone supports him, it is useless. It makes the Ming Dynasty turn against him and there is no need to transfer troops from the Central Plains. The Luzon Governor's Office alone can easily completely pacify the Sulu Kingdom. In desperation, the king could only endure it. There is no way, this is life.

However, he did nothing. He sent an envoy to travel west, which was the direction his ancestors came across the sea.

According to ancestors, in the Persian Gulf and in the Red Sea, there were sultanate countries with vast territory. They even defeated the most powerful Mongolian cavalry back then. Moreover, they also had a very powerful fleet, and even the West, which is famous for its navigation, praised Arab ships.

King Sulu placed his last hope in the legend. He hoped to at least remind his fellow tribesmen, so as not to be caught off guard by the Ming Dynasty and lead to the glory of Allah being covered in dust.

In different places, with different thoughts, people in East Asia are looking forward to the passing of winter and the arrival of spring. The wheel of the times is moving forward with expectations. In a blink of an eye, it is the mid-spring season of the sixth year of Zhengde.

The ice and snow in northern Xinjiang have begun to melt, and the cold snow water flows down the ridges and gathers into streams, nourishing the buds that have grown on the grassland, and all things are reviving, and spring has arrived.

“How did the fire sieve respond?”

The Shajing north of Daqing Mountain was chosen by Wusu as a temporary gold tent. At this time, the atmosphere in the tent was a little nervous. Wusu was standing up from his seat, staring at the person in front of him without a moment. The latter's head and face were covered with dust and his face was also very bad. It was obvious that he had just rushed to the far road.

"Huosie Da Khan said that he was very interested in the plan of combining the two divisions into one. Genghis Khan's descendants should not have killed each other. However, now it is the Oirat who provide help in time. Yingzhou and the two times last year, both Tatars were dragged back. Therefore, after the two divisions merged, the two Khans could be united together, but the west should be respected..."

"Is the fire sieve crazy? How many people are there in the Oirat? How many Tatars are there? Even now, we have more than 200,000 shepherds who can ride horses. It is unknown whether the Oirat has 50,000. Why are they respected? No, the Khan cannot agree!"

"We won't fight with the Ming army. Go to Juyanhai and kill this bastard who is ignorant of the world first!"

Huo Silk realized the truth that the lips were dead and the teeth were cold, but he was also selfish and clearly expressed it. The two books have always been inconsistent. In the eyes of the Tatars, his request was a bit like taking advantage of the situation. For a moment, they were in a panic and clamored.

"Shut up!" A group of leaders were just yelling, but no one noticed that Wusu's face had turned pale. Finally, he yelled unbearably, suppressing the noise.

"How many of the 200,000 shepherds can ride horses? How many of them are old and weak? They are not qualified to fight the Ming army? Also, who said they were going to Juyanhai? Tell me, are you afraid of the Ming army or really want to attack the Oirat? Do you know how far Juyanhai is from here, and is there a large enough ranch that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people from the Tatar tribe?"

Wu Su looked down at everyone with sharp eyes, "Is this the time for internal strife? The Ming army is pressing over, and it may not be able to withstand it, let alone internal strife? The spies who went to the south have returned. Do you know what the Ming army is doing? They have stationed tens of thousands of troops in Tumochuan, and the rear is still sending the civilians up. What do you think they are going to do?"

His voice was loud and the content in his words was even more thrilling. The leaders all heard it and looked like earth-tongued, and they felt thunder roaring in their ears. What does Tumochuan mean by being included in the sphere of influence by the Ming army? Even the flowers that didn't matter to them were clear at once. How could they not know?

"Do you understand? Now is the life and death moment for us grassland people. It is necessary to work together. It is a false reputation and other things. Hey, we are not those civil servants of the wise man. What do you want that thing to do?"

Wu Su sneered and shouted sternly: "Reply to the fire sieve, and say that according to his wishes, the Mongolians will reunite and join forces at the foot of Daqing Mountain to attack the Ming army!"

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Chapter completed!