Over the endless prairie, the sky is as clear as a piece of green emerald.
Under the emerald, the sheep were grazing leisurely, and a few ragged children were playing and chasing beside the sheep, acting as a game between horse thieves and herdsmen.
It's just that the child who played the role of a herdsman was too brave. His figure was almost out of proportion to his age, so he easily knocked several "horse thieves" to the ground, and the horse thieves suddenly made sounds of begging for mercy.
So, amid cheerful laughter, the game ended, the roles of horse thieves and herdsmen were redistributed, and the children happily chased each other again.
Zhamuha walked out of the tent and looked at his children playing, and couldn't help but scold them loudly.
"Keep an eye on the sheep. The grass here is almost gone. Take them farther away..."
The game came to an abrupt end, and the children began to drive the sheep away.
There is not even a single person in this rich pasture, which makes the Zaham family who have migrated here for several days a little bit overjoyed. If they are lucky, they can spend the winter here this year. Taking advantage of the good weather, let
If the cattle and sheep are fattened more, perhaps, when the merchants come, he can exchange for more things he needs.
It doesn't matter if the merchants don't come. Chahar is so big, there is always a market that Zaham knows about, even if it's a little further away, it doesn't matter.
"Father, father!"
Suddenly, the children's shouts broke Zhahamu's meditation, and the ground beneath his feet shook slightly from the soles of his feet. He already knew what happened without the children saying anything.
"Hurry up, get all the cattle and sheep together, don't run around!"
He shouted loudly. His whole family had enough experience in this kind of thing.
When the cattle and sheep begin to restless and the earth begins to tremble, this means that soon a large number of cavalry will appear on the horizon that they can see. Only when a sufficient number of cavalry gallops on the grassland can there be
Such movement.
However, sometimes it is the real horse thieves who cause these commotions, and sometimes it is the Golden Horde cavalry who are more ferocious than the horse thieves.
However, for Zahamu, it didn't matter who came. No matter who came, he, a wandering herdsman family, could not resist it. And he had only a few dozen cattle and sheep, even though he had all of them.
family property, but the other party may not be interested in it.
Therefore, he just needs to wait quietly for these cavalry to arrive, pass by, or take away anything they like.
As long as it doesn't hurt him, his wife and children!
The shaking of the earth became more and more intense, and a black line appeared at the end of the grassland. In Zahamu's sight, this black line quickly became thicker, and finally turned into a noisy torrent, heading towards
Came with his little tent.
The children were very skillful in hiding behind him, watching these cavalrymen galloping past their family's pasture, trampling the rich and fertile pasture into a mess. They stood in front of this small tent, numb.
Looking at each other.
These are not the cavalry of the Golden Tent, they are outsiders, the devils in the mouths of the herdsmen.
Zaham clearly saw the iconic braids on the heads of the cavalry, and quickly matched these people with some of what he had seen and heard along the way. He became increasingly afraid to make any movement, even if his flock
He was frightened away, and then he ran into the rushing torrent one by one in a panic, and was completely submerged by the torrent, and he did not dare to make any move.
The cavalrymen could kill him and his children with just a few arrows. The other party didn't kill them because they didn't want to waste the arrows. Iron arrowheads on the grassland were very valuable.
After what felt like a long time, these cavalrymen completely passed by his small tent and disappeared from his sight.
Even if these cavalry did not do anything against Zaham's family and just passed by his pasture, all of Zaham's hopes for this year have been crushed by them.
"Father……"
"I know!" Zahamu looked at his children with a calm expression: "Go and clean up, see if there are any cattle and sheep alive, and pick up a few of the ones that were trampled to death. In this weather, there are not many
If you can’t eat anything for the day, eat more while you can!”
"But how will we survive next!" The eldest son raised his head in frustration: "There is nothing left, father, we will starve to death!"
"You won't starve to death!"
Zaham shook his head: "After cleaning up everything here, you take your brother and ride the family horse to find the leader of the Golden Wolf. He is the king of our Chahar. These bandits are going for him, but
They are going in the wrong direction. If you run fast enough and are the first to send the news to the Golden Wolf leader, maybe his reward will be enough for us to buy a lot more cattle and sheep!"
"What if there is no reward?" asked the eldest son, "What if I am not the first person to send the message?"
"Then stay with your brother in the tribe of the Golden Wolf leader, whether it's herding for him or being a warrior for him. Anyway, you don't have to come back again!"
He looked at his two teenage sons, with a hint of warmth on his numb face: "Without you two at home, this winter won't be so difficult. Maybe your two sisters can survive!"
The father's decision was an order that could not be disobeyed. The children lowered their heads and got busy. Zalamu looked at the mess in his sight and shook his head again.
There is never a quiet time on the grassland. It is either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. For people like him, this world is really cruel!
In August of the sixth year of Chongzhen, the Daijin cavalry, which had maintained a long-standing peaceful coexistence with the Mongolian Chahar tribe, made a comeback again. Suddenly, the grasslands were filled with flames of war.
Wherever the Dajin cavalry passed by, Chahar's tribe would either surrender or be completely slaughtered because of their resistance.
At the same time, other grassland tribes that were conquered by Dajin also began to show their fangs towards the Chahar tribe. For these tribes that had completely surrendered to Dajin, they were driven by the Dajin people and
There is no difference between fighting the Ming Dynasty, fighting the Koreans, and fighting the Chahar people now.
On the contrary, because the battlefield was on the grassland they were familiar with, they exerted more powerful combat power than before.
The war lasted less than three months. In November, after unremitting resistance and paying a heavy price, the Chahar tribe surrendered to Dajin and became a vassal of Dajin.
Since then, the Chahar tribe, the most powerful tribe on the grassland, which has always been a vague threat to Daijin, under the planning of Huang Taiji, gathered most of Daijin's national and military power, and finally completely defeated it with thunderous momentum.
was cleared and shattered.
In this battle, Huang Taiji's eldest son, Hauge, made numerous military exploits, and Dorgon also shone brightly.