After deciding on the decisive battle with the Ming army in Hulanhuwenwen, the Mahamu brothers discussed the specific action strategy. Daliba listened on the side, but his mind was flying to nowhere. When he came back to his senses,
The three brothers had finished their discussion and left the sweat tent. In front of them was a dreamlike girl.
This girl looks young, about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is wearing a purple jumpsuit with a long skirt with crepe edges, and a small flower hat studded with silver pieces, with a white mink tail hanging from the brim. She should
With the blood of the Hu people, the skin is as white as milk, the eyebrows are deep and slender, the bridge of the nose is also thin and straight, coupled with the pointed chin, the thin red lips that are slightly upturned, the whole body is full of exotic style, which makes people feel
Without paying attention, I fell into her light blue eyes, which were as deep and clear as the lake water in early autumn.
However, she is dressed like a typical Mongolian aristocratic girl, with long sleeves and a neat collar, a shining silver Mongolian scimitar hanging on her waist, and white riding boots on her feet. She looks heroic and not inferior to men.
Seeing the smiling girl, Daliba frowned and scolded: "Baoyin Qiqige, how many times have I told you not to eavesdrop when the Grand Master and I are discussing matters?"
"Brother, you don't want me to see you being scolded by the grand master," the girl curled her lips nonchalantly and said, "Actually, brother is overly worried. The Mahamu brothers are like wolves and tigers. You are aggrieved in order to save the clan."
Myself, my sister will only feel sorry for you."
"Even my unruly and willful sister has become considerate." Daliba sighed sadly: "You can see how tortured it is to live at the mercy of others."
"Brother, don't be sentimental..." The girl cheered him up, clenching her pink fist and saying, "The decisive battle is coming, we can't embarrass Brother Ali."
"If you don't lose face, you will lose your life..." Daliba couldn't cheer up.
"What do you mean?" the girl asked in surprise: "Could it be that if we defeat the Ming Emperor, we will be in danger?"
"Shhh..." Daliba quickly made a gesture of silence. Seeing that there was no one outside, Fang sighed and whispered: "You are a great master and you support me as a great Khan. Is he having good intentions?"
"Of course he doesn't have good intentions," the girl pouted and said disdainfully: "He was worried that he was a lowly Oirat and could not convince the public, so he asked the eldest brother to be the Khan and use the reputation of our Golden Family to convince the public."
Wala is the name of the Han people, and the correct pronunciation is actually Oirat.
"Yes," Daliba nodded and said, "But if Mahamu defeated the Ming Emperor, would he still worry about his prestige?"
"Of course not," the girl said matter-of-factly. In the past fifty years, the Mongols have been under the control of the Han people, and all the scholars have lost. If anyone can defeat the arrogant Ming Dynasty army, and it is the Ming Dynasty emperor who personally conquers, then
His prestige will immediately cover the grasslands and deserts, becoming the existence in the hearts of all Mongolians second only to Changshengtian and Genghis Khan. Thinking of this, she suddenly realized, her mouth opened slightly, and her eyes showed horror: "At that time, the eldest brother said to him
It will have no effect, but will become an obstacle.”
"Yes." Daliba said with approval in his eyes: "My sister, although you are a girl, you are smarter than men."
"The men I see are all as stupid as cows." The girl named Baoyin Qiqige snorted, sounding like a prairie princess who was arrogant.
"Haha, let's see, which stupid cow will finally accept the snow lotus of my golden family?" Daliba laughed, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart and said: "That Boluo has been coveting you for a long time, what do you think of him?"
"His daughter is two years older than me, and she still stinks." Qiqige said helplessly: "Brother, please spare me."
"You misunderstood. What I meant was that if this grand master wins, you must escape as quickly as possible, as far away as possible..." Daliba said in a deep voice.
"Where can I escape?" Qiqi Ge frowned and asked.
"Go to the Timur Khanate to find your uncle...if he is still there, he will protect you." Daliba sighed: "Oh, I am so incompetent as an elder brother that I can't even protect my beloved sister.
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"Then let me protect my brother," Qiqige said seriously.
"What nonsense are you talking about..." Daliba smiled bitterly and said, "Just don't cause any trouble for me."
"Brother, you always look down on me so much." Qiqige snorted angrily and asked in a low voice: "What if... the grand master loses?"
"If the Grand Master loses, he will go back to the northwest, which is their hometown of Oirat. What's the use of my great sweat?" Daliba sighed repeatedly. "Speaking of which, we and the Grand Master are actually on the same side.
Grasshoppers on the line, if the Grand Master's vitality is severely weakened, the Tatar Grand Master Arutai will not miss the opportunity to beat the drowned dog."
"So, no matter whether we win or lose, we can't escape?" Qiqige said in astonishment. "Is there no hope at all?"
"The only hope is that after this battle is won, the Grand Master will only suffer a small loss, but the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty will take the initiative to retreat." In fact, in terms of talent, he is worthy of being a descendant of the Jin family. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and became Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty.
The same person, no matter how powerful he is, there is no way he can use it.
"The conditions are really harsh..." Qiqige said a little dumbfounded: "How can we achieve this?"
"For example, the Grand Master has never fought a decisive battle with the main force of the Ming Dynasty, but kept a distance from them. As time goes by, the Ming Dynasty will have to withdraw its troops due to the exhaustion of troops and insufficient logistics." Da Liba said: "Actually,
This is also the best choice for the Taishi. Otherwise, fifty thousand versus five hundred thousand would be an egg against a rock." He lowered his voice and said, "I told Taiping and Boluo privately that they also have deep feelings for each other.
I think so, but you also heard just now that the Grand Master has made up his mind and will go his own way and fight to the death with the Ming army."
"Is there any way to make the decisive battle aborted?" Qiqige rolled her eyes and said thoughtfully: "The war horses of the Oirat people are raised by our tribe. Why don't we eat beans in bean cakes, so that the horses
If you eat it, your legs will become weak and you will naturally not be able to fight."
"Don't be ridiculous." Daliba frowned and said: "Now the Oirat tribe is the strongest among us Mongolians. If they are completely wiped out by the Ming army because of us, we Mongolians will be enslaved by the Han people forever.
He closed his eyes slightly and said, "Although Daliba is unworthy, he will not be a sinner of the Mongolian people."
"Brother..." Baoyinqiqige felt that although his brother was different from the traditional Mongolian heroes, he was still admirable.
"Okay, Baoyin, don't worry about it anymore." Daliba smiled and said: "The battle situation is ever-changing. No one can say what it will be like when the time comes. It might be the one we most want to see...
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"Is my elder brother just waiting for the mercy of the Immortal God?" But Baoyin could not deny that the eldest brother's character was too submissive. Maybe this was the reason why Mahamu chose him as Khan.
"The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, whether it is cloudy, sunny, rainy or snowy, it all depends on God's arrangement." Daliba nodded.
"No, we have to do something." Baoyin stood up immediately.
"Where are you going?"
"Go and worship the Heaven of Immortality," Baoyin said before leaving the tent.
Outside the tent, when Baoyin came out, she walked out. Her maids and guards hurriedly followed. Sana, the personal maid, asked: "Farewell, where are we going?" Bieji means princess in Mongolian.
"Go hunting." Baoyin said in a different way.
"But Beji, there's going to be a war..." Sana whispered.
"Why are you panicking? The Ming army is still far away in Xuanfu, and they won't be able to reach Hulanhu for a month." Baoyin returned to his tent and had to pack his luggage with his own hands: "If you are afraid, just stay."
"Of course I'm going to follow Bieji." Sana helped her quickly, and packed her hunting equipment. When she came out, more than a hundred guards and a dozen maids had also packed their luggage.
, ready to go at any time. This is the nomadic people. Their real home is actually on horseback.
On the way out of the camp, I met Boluo, the third leader of the Oirat people. As soon as he saw Baoyinqiqige, his rough face wrinkled into chrysanthemums, and he grinned with bared teeth: "Baoyin, you
Where is this going?”
"I'm bored in the camp, and I'm going to go hunting," Baoyin pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Do you want to come with us?
"Of course..." Seeing that the flower of the grassland in his heart finally bloomed for him, Boluo was overjoyed and was about to agree. Suddenly he thought that he had something else to do... The battle to determine the fate of the Oirat people was about to recruit all the tribesmen.
, emergency training, and having to prepare all the food and grass, I was so busy that I had no time to hunt? I had to say with a grimace: "Next time, definitely next time."
"There's no chance next time." Baoyin left a string of laughter like silver bells and rode out of the camp.
Boluo watched her figure disappear into the horizon, then swallowed hard and said in a rough voice: After this battle, you will be mine.
Baoyinqiqige's team left the camp for a long time before Sana dared to ask: "Bieji, haven't you never been polite to Na Boluo? Why did you suddenly...could it be..."
"Hmph, what are you thinking about?" Baoyin snorted and said with disgust in his light blue pupils: "I just want him to help my brother more for the time being."
"So that's it, is Biji using what the Han people often call a honey trap?" Sana said with a sudden look on her face: "But why did we turn south?"
"Originally, we were going south." Baoyin said with an eagerness on her handsome and heroic face: "We must be my brother's eyes and help him guide us out of a way out."
"Sweating eyes?" Sana said a little dumbfounded: "Could it be that we are going to the Loop?"
"No, let's go to Xuanfu." Baoyin said with firmness on her pretty face: "Let's meet those hateful Ming people for a while."
"Isn't it dangerous?" Sana trembled: "I heard that the people of Ming Dynasty committed all kinds of crimes by burning, killing and looting.
"Yes, they will snatch you away to be their kton." Baoyin chuckled, causing all the maids to laugh as well.
"Bie Ji, you are making fun of me," Sana pouted and said, "I am worried about you. You are the pearl of our Mobei, but you have to be careful of those Han people."
"Don't worry, I will throw you out when the time comes and they won't care about me anymore." Baoyin looked at her pretty maid with a smile.
"Bieji, you are making fun of me again." Sana refused for a moment, causing all the maids to laugh and lie down on their horses.
The white clouds are lingering, the grass is turning green, and the laughter like silver bells fills the Mobei grassland...