With a face full of sorrow, Battelle led more than two hundred cavalry belonging to the Naiman tribe and marched ten miles away to welcome the arrival of Liu Jin, Wang Shouren and others.
"The equipment of the Ming army is so sophisticated, all of them are armor~"
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and Battle looked at the huge team shining in the sunlight.
Everyone couldn't help but marvel.
It had not been a year or two since he had been dealing with the Ming army. When he was young, he often led his army south and fought against the Ming army.
But the Ming army was different in the past. In his opinion, the equipment of the Ming army was very poor. Not to mention the armor, even the swords in their hands were made of scrap metal.
But the Ming army in front of him was all in armor, with muskets on their backs and sabers on their waists. More importantly, the spirit of this cavalry was definitely something he had never seen before.
Such a neat team moved forward silently on the grassland like a torrent of steel. Even from a distance, you can still feel the heavy pressure it brings to people, as if a huge dark cloud is covering them.
Liu Jin was wearing a crimson robe, riding on a tall horse, holding a telescope in his hand and also carefully observing everything in the Naiman tribe.
"It seems that last year, my vitality was really damaged, the old ones are old, the young ones are young~"
"I hope you will know each other better and don't let me go on a killing spree."
Liu Jin silently thought in his heart that it was obviously not possible to kill the old, weak, women and children, but if the Naiman tribe was unwilling to abide by the newly formulated policy of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Jin would have to do it.
This is also something that can't be helped.
If we don't take advantage of the grassland people's weakness to subdue them now, they will once again raise their butcher's knives to slaughter the Central Plains when they recover.
It is so cruel between civilizations and between races.
In the Central Plains, countless people have died at the hands of the prairie people's butcher knives. In the past, every time the prairie people went south, they would die at least tens of thousands, sometimes hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.
"The Naiman tribe, Battle, led the entire clan to welcome the Angel of Heaven~"
Soon, the two sides met. Battelle led his people to Liu Jin and Wang Shouren, put his right hand on his left chest, bent down slightly and said.
"No gift~"
Liu Jin smiled and said.
"Thank you, sir~"
Seeing that Liu Jin was smiling and seemed to be easy to talk to, Battelle and others were slightly relieved.
"Haven't you asked me your surname?"
"My name is Liu Jin, and this is Wang Shouren~"
Liu Jin introduced Battelle with a smile on his face.
"Master Liu, Master Wang!"
Barter saluted quickly again.
Several people exchanged some pleasantries, then each got on their horses, and under the leadership of Battle, they slowly rode towards Battle's camp.
"Battle, the scenery of this grassland is so beautiful~"
Liu Jin and Battelle were walking side by side. Liu Jin looked at the beautiful grassland scenery and said with a smile.
"If Mr. Liu likes it, you might as well stay on the grassland for a few more days so that I can fulfill my duty as a landlord."
When Battle heard this, he quickly said enthusiastically.
"Forget it, the grassland is not the most beautiful in summer. It is in autumn. At that time, the cattle and sheep on the grassland are also the most beautiful."
Liu Jin smiled and shook his head and said.
"Master Liu, did you talk about grassland before?"
When Battle heard this, he was slightly surprised and asked quickly.
"Haha, of course I have been to the grassland. The people in the grassland are warm and hospitable, good at singing and dancing, and their true nature makes people forget to leave."
Liu Jin remembered the scene of traveling to the grassland before traveling through time, and he still had a very good impression of the grassland people.
"Master Liu, autumn will be here in a few months. Please come to the grassland as a guest. I will kill the fattest cattle and sheep and entertain you with the most beautiful girls."
When Battle heard this, he immediately became slightly excited and said.
The young Mr. Liu in front of me actually knows the grassland so well, and he seems to like the grassland very much.
"Haha, I will definitely come to the grassland to play when I have time."
Liu Jin laughed happily.
Soon, everyone arrived at Battle's camp, and the entire camp suddenly became extremely lively.
The people Liu Jin brought over began to set up camp. They were very skilled in finding open spaces and setting up tents. At the same time, they also used vehicles and horses to build a defensive circle.
As for Liu Jin and Wang Shouren, Battelle welcomed him into his big tent.
"Battle, your department wants to attach itself to our Ming Dynasty, and our Ming Dynasty is willing to accept your attachment, but there are conditions."
After some pleasantries, Liu Jin officially started talking about business.
Hearing Liu Jin's words, the originally lively tent immediately fell silent. Every noble and leader of the Naiman tribe quickly put down the drinks, beef and mutton in their hands and listened carefully.
"Please let me know, sir~"
Battle also became slightly nervous. As he expected, Ming Dynasty might not make their life too easy this time.
In the past, the grassland tribes relied on the Ming Dynasty and could live a good life. However, they relied on the Ming Dynasty and relied on trade with the Ming Dynasty to rapidly grow and develop.
But this time, the vitality of the Tatar tribes was severely damaged, and the Ming Dynasty had the power of victory. It would definitely not be good to rely on the Ming Dynasty's conditions.
What's more important is that there are 5,000 cavalry coming this time. Do you really think these 5,000 cavalry are here for dinner?
"You can depend on me, Daming~"
Liu Jin nodded slightly, and then said slowly.
"First, all the nobles and leaders of your Naiman tribe will be rewarded and canonized by the Ming Emperor, but you must move to the capital and Tianjin to settle down. We, the Ming Dynasty, will provide you with residences."
Just the first one, when Battelle and others heard it, they were immediately dumbfounded.
This is to put them under house arrest in the capital, and to separate them from their tribe.
"This won't work~"
"Can't agree~"
There was no surprise. Before Battle could speak, the others spoke first, shaking their heads and looking very angry.
"Isn't this putting us under house arrest? What's the difference between this and being a wolf in a cage?"
"I absolutely cannot agree. Even if I die, I will die on the grassland."
"Yes, I can't agree. This is Mingren's conspiracy. Who knows if they will kill us after we go."
Battle's face was equally ugly, and just the first condition was very difficult for him to accept.
If he went to the capital of the Ming Dynasty, he would still be the leader of the Naiman tribe?
He has become a tree without roots and water without a source, and has become a fish on the Ming Dynasty's chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.
"Sir, this condition is too harsh and we will not agree to it."
Battle said very seriously.
"You will agree, because this is a prerequisite for your attachment to our Ming Dynasty. If you do not even agree to this, this attachment will be out of the question, and our Ming Dynasty will not accept your Naiman tribe's attachment."
Liu Jin smiled and looked indifferent.
"If you don't attach, don't attach. The worst we can do is go to the Wala people or the Heshuote tribe~"
"Yes, I absolutely cannot agree to it. The people of Ming Dynasty definitely have no good intentions."
"Chief, if we don't depend on Ming Dynasty, we can still survive on the grassland. It's no big deal."
The nobles of the Naiman tribe started shouting again, and the atmosphere became tense.
"Sir, if we depend on the Ming Dynasty, must we agree to this condition?"
Battle said very seriously.
"Yes, I must agree."
"Of course, you can rest assured that our Ming Dynasty will definitely treat you well. You can also return to the Naiman tribe from time to time. Our Ming Dynasty just wants to learn from the Tang Dynasty. The sea is open to all rivers and tolerance is great."
"In the future, our Ming Dynasty will recruit many warriors from the grassland tribes you are attached to to fight for our Ming Dynasty. After you become attached to our people, you will become our own people."
"You will also be officials and nobles of our Ming Dynasty. You can also go to court, you can fight for the Ming Dynasty, and you can be promoted to a higher rank if you have meritorious service."
Liu Jin nodded seriously and said, "Because we regard you as one of our own, that's why we have such a request."
"In our Ming Dynasty, officials who were born in a certain place cannot return to their hometown to serve as officials. The truth is actually the same."
Hearing Liu Jin's words, Battle and others' faces looked better. It sounded like it was still the same thing. After attaching themselves to Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty regarded them as their own.
The grassland nobles also knew about the Tang Dynasty. During the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty had a large proportion of officials of foreign origins, and many generals were of foreign origins.
There were even many grassland people among Tang Taizong's personal guards.
"Can we really go back to our own tribe from time to time?"
Barter asked again.
"Yes, our Ming Dynasty has always kept its word. After you and I are one family, these grassland people are also the people of the Ming Dynasty, and this grassland is also the territory of the Ming Dynasty. When the time comes, there will no longer be a distinction between you and me. Naturally, you can go home anytime you want.
Back."
Liu Jin nodded solemnly.
I don’t believe it anymore. After getting used to living here in the capital, do you still want to come back to the grassland?
After hearing Liu Jin's words, everyone nodded slightly, and it sounded like they didn't really want to put them under house arrest.
"Master Liu, if the Ming Dynasty did not want to put us under house arrest, we would naturally be willing to move to the capital of the Ming Dynasty to settle. The grasslands are bitterly cold and the capital is prosperous. We have long wanted to experience it."
Barter thought for a while and expressed his position.
As long as they are not under house arrest, they have to agree even if they don't agree. Thousands of cavalry outside are enough to easily sweep through their entire Naiman tribe.
You are a knife and a fisherman, and I am a fish and meat. This feeling is unpleasant.
But everything must be endured, and we must wait patiently, waiting for the young eagles on the grassland to turn into eagles. Then, when the time comes, they can still rebel against the Ming Dynasty.
