Zhu Youxiao had completely annihilated Wengniu's special troops. Now he felt relaxed and no longer needed to be highly stressed.
On the grassland, a group of Mongolians performing rituals and music knelt on the ground and shouted:
"Welcome to His Majesty the Ming Emperor!"
These Mongolians were uniformly dressed in Hanfu and held Ming Dynasty ritual utensils. Each of them led a half-meter-high sheep with strips of red silk hanging around its neck. The other Mongolians were beating gongs and drums to express their Mongolian style.
It is custom to welcome Zhu Youxiao.
Zhu Youxiao watched the welcoming ceremony of the Aohan tribe from his horse and said:
"Get up, are you A Hailai's father?"
"His Majesty the Great Emperor, that's right!"
"Jirigela, on behalf of the Aohan tribe, ceremoniously welcomes His Majesty the Great Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to come here. The arrival of the great emperor makes the Aohan tribe shine. The great emperor is like the eternal sky, bringing glory and happiness to the Aohan tribe!
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Zhu Youxiao enjoyed the feeling of being worshiped more and more. Perhaps the profession of emperor changed him and turned him into a ruthless ruler.
"Jirigla, you are a thoughtful person."
I have to say that the welcoming ceremony of the Aohan tribe was indeed grand. It can be seen from their dress and ceremonial guards. Although there are few, I believe they put their heart into it.
Jirigela bowed and said:
"The great emperor is the lord of the world. It is a blessing for us to be able to visit small tribes like us. I don't know much about the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty. If there is anything wrong with me, please forgive me, the great emperor!"
Zhu Youxiao laughed twice on the horse and said:
"Very good, I'm very satisfied. Jirigela, please lead the way and take me to your tribe to have a good look."
"Willing to serve the great emperor!"
Then Jirigela personally led Zhu Youxiao's horse and led the way. They didn't walk very fast and chatted along the way. Zhu Youxiao asked him a lot about Mongolia.
According to Jirigela, their Aohan tribe had long been dissatisfied with Lin Dan Khan because when they elected the Great Khan of Mongolia, the Ao Han tribe did not support Lin Dan Khan.
Suppress them.
After Lin Danhan stabilized his position, he immediately started to attack. Their Aohan tribe was the first tribe to be dealt with.
Lin Dan Khan directly changed their positions with the Yongshebu tribe, and stipulated that their pasture was only this large. If they crossed the boundary, then he would have reason to attack them again.
Over the years, their Aohan tribe has been living with their tail between their legs. They have no choice but to be at the mercy of others because they are too weak.
The position they are in now is even more embarrassing. To the west is Lin Danhan who doesn't want to see them. To the east is Taining, Fuyu and Duoyan from Liaodong. The relationship with them is also very tense and there is constant friction. To the north is Jian.
The Horqin tribe, which the slaves had good relations with, was also against them.
Therefore, they were very grateful for the friendly attitude of the Ming Dynasty. In addition, the Ming Dynasty penetrated thousands of miles into the grassland and almost reached Chahanhot. If they were to attack them casually, they would have no ability to resist.
Jirigela was the head of a thousand households in the Aohan tribe, and he was somewhat related to the leader of the Aohan tribe.
Mongolia and the Jiannu have many things in common. Although their management is extremely backward and loose, they are even stricter than the Han people in this regard.
Those who can hold great power are either clan members or the leader's closest servants. Others cannot enter this circle at all.
After arriving at the station of the Aohan tribe, the leaders of the Aohan tribe and the heads of each thousand households knelt down and shouted:
"Welcome to His Majesty the Great Emperor!"
The leader Wuyun said again:
"The Great Emperor went on a long expedition, but I did not meet him in time. Please forgive me, Your Majesty the Great Emperor!"
"As long as you have this intention, please get up!"
"Thank you, Great Emperor!"
Zhu Youxiao carefully looked at the leaders of the Aohan tribe. After finding that there was nothing strange, he said with a smile:
"Come into camp!"
Wuyun took a step forward and raised his hands and said:
"The tents have been prepared for His Majesty the Emperor and the Imperial Ming Dynasty. I will lead the way!"
"No need, I'll just go in and take a look!"
Just kidding, how could Zhu Youxiao live here? His personal safety is not guaranteed at all. Maybe the emperor will be kidnapped by you. Wouldn't that be dumbfounding?
The reason why Zhu Youxiao took the risk to come to their station was to see their specific situation. Moreover, there were Ma Xianglin and Li Songping around to protect them, and the Ming army had already controlled the area of several hundred meters.
When Zhu Youxiao went in to check it out, he couldn't help but sigh, this is really not the way people live. The lives of these Mongolian people are not as good as those in border towns.
Most people have a misunderstanding that the Mongolians have countless cattle, sheep, and horses. They have endless meat to eat and milk to drink every day, and their lives are extremely moist.
But in fact this is not the case at all. They also have to pay taxes, and the control of cattle, sheep and horses on the grassland is very strict. Even if you have hundreds of livestock at home, you are not allowed to slaughter them at will.
Especially salt, vegetables, and iron pots are all distributed by each leader. Anyone who wastes or damages them will be severely punished.
Because there are no such important resources on the grassland and cannot be produced, they need to exchange for these necessities with medicinal materials, furs, and livestock and horses that are not available in the pass, so these things are very, very precious.
Even so, countless Mongolians freeze to death and starve to death every year. Because they have no cloth and cotton, they cannot produce bedding and clothes. Many people cannot survive for several months in an environment of lack of food and clothing.
Cold winter.
This has also formed a pattern. Every year before or just after winter, the Mongols will invade the border, and they are large-scale. Most of them come for food and cloth.
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They would also capture young and strong Han men and take them to the grasslands as slaves to herd and raise horses.
Since the stable opening of the mutual market in the Longqing year, this kind of thing has become less and less every year, because these ordinary Mongolians can barely survive. After all, no one wants to live in such a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife.
"Wuyun, how many households and people do you have in Aohan tribe?"
"Back to the Great Emperor, there are more than 13,200 households in the Aohan tribe, totaling less than 50,000 people!"
Zhu Youxiao did a mental calculation and found that the difference was not much different. It seemed that he had his cavalry.
Zhu Youxiao watched for a while and then went out. He roughly understood the basic situation. These people were not Han Chinese. He would not be the so-called savior before the dust settled.
"Your Majesty, the camp has been set up!"
Zhu Youxiao tilted his head and looked at the dark clouds without saying anything.
Wu Yun immediately understood the meaning and quickly expressed his position:
"The cattle and sheep of the Aohan tribe have been prepared for the emperor, and then they were presented to the emperor!"
Zhu Youxiao is still satisfied with his performance.
"Well, tell your people, save your stomach and come to my camp tonight to have a taste of the craftsmanship of my fire-headed army."