In today's Monan region, there are only two major tribes with certain power, Horqin and Nei Khalkha.
Nekarkha was severely damaged by the Qing Dynasty, and only the Zharut tribe and the Bahrain tribe were left in the former "Five Camps of Chaohua".
The Horqin tribes are unrivaled in the entire Monan.
Its sphere of influence extends to Hulun Buir and the Nen River Basin in the north, to Jilin General Mansion in the east, and to Chahar in the south.
As for their west, there are the Inner Khalkha tribes and the Manchus of Lake Baikal.
Calculated using the world of later generations, there are nomadic areas in the eastern part of Inner Mongolia, the western part of Heilongjiang, and the western part of Jilin, covering approximately 400,000 square kilometers.
It is equivalent to the size of three Anhui provinces.
It can be said that in the Monan region, Horqin is the only one left that still maintains its independence, and the remaining tribes will either return to the Ming Dynasty or to the Qing Dynasty.
Because of this, the number of Horqin's left and right wings, ten banners, and herdsmen reached 30,000.
Then, with the ten years of peace and the absence of the Qing Dynasty's reduction policy, its population continued to increase, reaching 50,000.
Among Horqin's left and right wings, the left wing was more friendly to the Manchus because of its many marriages with the Manchus.
The right wing is close to Chahar and is closer to the Ming Dynasty.
When the King of Liao went to Horqin to recruit troops, most of the troops were on the right wing.
Prince Darhan Heta, who leads the left wing, has a stout figure, a big face, and eyes full of disdain:
"The Chahar tribe has transformed from a sick wolf into a domestic dog. I heard that Prince Chahar only has three thousand tents under his jurisdiction. Which one among them does not surpass him?"
For a moment, the nobles burst into laughter.
Heta's mother was Princess Heshuo, and she was naturally close to the Manchus. She was more accustomed to the fishing and hunting Manchus than the farming Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, among the Horqin tribes, they have always advocated raiding the border and plundering cattle and sheep to fatten themselves, but there were very few people who responded, so they did not take action for many years.
"snort!"
At this time, Prince Badali of Tushiyetu, who was in his sixties and had white hair and beard, made his voice heard.
With a sound, everyone's eyes focused on him.
This old prince is the oldest among them all. He is married to Nurhaci's niece. He is the same generation as Huang Taiji. He is the first generation prince of Zasaktushiyetu of Horqin Right Wing Middle Banner.
"Not to mention Chahar, how should the current Ming Emperor deal with it?"
Badali said solemnly: "Once the blame is laid, we will have no good fruits to eat."
"Then fight." Heta said sternly: "We, Horqin, have strong soldiers and horses, so how can we be afraid of the Ming Dynasty?"
"No matter what happens, the grassland is so vast. If you can't defeat it, why can't you run away?"
"I won't go to Chahar and suffer injustice. If I don't do it, I'm afraid my head will fall. The Han people have the least credibility."
What he said was majestic and powerful, but what was embarrassing was that there were very few people who responded.
Obviously, there's nothing wrong with talking fast. If a fight really breaks out, the nobles won't be happy.
Heta felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and he stared at several relatives and friends.
"Don't say this again." Badali glanced at him, and Heta had to quiet down.
After saying that, he stood up directly and said the next sentence: "I will set off tomorrow. Anyway, an old bone is nothing after death. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty may also ignore it like this."
He Ta looked at him angrily, and after he left, he said angrily: "This old wolf was bribed by Ming Dynasty's merchants, and his courage was also weakened by money, Lao Hu Tu."
As he spoke, he looked around, including him and the leaders of the Nine Flags: "If this continues, our Horqin will be the next Chahar."
"Anyway, I put my words down, I will never go to Chengde."
After saying that, he walked straight away.
For a moment, the Eight Banners Commander was a little confused.
Horqin's left and right wings were actually divided.
Therefore, the right center flag (Prince Tushyetu Banner), the right front flag (Zhasak Tuwang Banner), the right rear flag (Zhenguo Gong Banner), the left rear flag (Bowang Banner), and the four major flags are the main front flag.
Come to Chengde to see the emperor.
The Left-wing Right Banner, Dulbert Banner, Gorros Rear Banner, Gorros Front Banner, Right-wing Left Banner, etc. are far away in the Nenjiang River Basin and are far away. They have always been friendly with the Manchus, so they joined the Left-wing Central Banner.
Formation of Prince Darkhan and Tower.
As a result, the huge Horqin surface is divided into two parts.
The four flags point to the Ming Dynasty, and the six flags point to the Qing Dynasty.
Horqin was worthy of being ranked among the Manchu and Qing dynasties.
After Zhu Yixi saw the Four Flags Leader, she didn't look angry at all, but had a gentle smile on her face.
After the meeting, each of them was even rewarded with a thousand pieces of silver and a hundred bolts of silk and satin, which was extremely generous to the Four Flags.
In the end, Zhu Yixi only left behind the old Prince Badali of Tushiyetu.
For this person, Zhu Yixi could only describe him as cunning and cunning. It seemed that the reason why the entire grassland herdsmen were simple was because he absorbed cunning.
"What does the prince think of Heta?"
The emperor ordered a cup of hot tea to be brought to him. The rich aroma of the tea was so fragrant that Badali couldn't help but take a deep breath and drink it like a cow.
"It tastes good!" Badali drank it all in one gulp, as if he was drinking wine, and it was extremely enjoyable. He had an honest look on his face, and his eyes seemed to be fascinated by the exquisite tea sets.
After a long time, he seemed to come back to his senses:
"He Ta was deceived by the Manchus and wanted to go against the imperial court. I am afraid that only the Immortal God can persuade him to come back."
"Humph!" Zhu Yixi chuckled lightly. There is no Immortal Heaven, but there are live monkeys. I will wait until I send a few more living monkeys to Horqin in the future.
In history, Kangxi once said: "It is better to build a temple than to use a hundred thousand soldiers."
The unruly Horqin people need to bathe in Buddhism.
On his face, the emperor looked regretful: "It's a pity, it seems that Six Flags' tea and pagoda are no longer available."
"Starting from today, the supply of tea to Horqin will be reduced by 50%."
Badali was startled, and the tea cup in his hand was trembling.
"Your Majesty, the matter of Heta has nothing to do with our four banners!"
The emperor smiled calmly: "But the tea leaves will always go from your hands to Six Flags."
"Fifty percent of the tea should be enough for your Four Flags to use for your own use. Since the Six Flags are willing to take advantage of Manqing's stinky feet, then go ahead and do it!"
Looking at the emperor's smile, Badali felt even more aggrieved.
That's not how the accounts are calculated.
In the past, the right wing was close to Chahar, so it was close to water and terraces, and most of the tea, silk, etc. were obtained, and then used as a transfer station to sell to other banners and other small and medium-sized tribes, and life was quite happy.
Because of interests, the right wing will be close to the Ming Dynasty.
Similarly, the Manchu and Qing Dynasties protected the left wing's pastures and provided food and other materials for transportation, which made the left wing's banners closer to the Manchu and Qing Dynasties.
The left and right wings each occupy one side, and exchange salt, grain, cloth, ironware, and tea.
If the share of tea here is reduced, it will immediately destroy the balance and cause the price of tea on the grassland to rise sharply.
The key is that tea is as indispensable as salt on the grassland, but at the same time it does not produce tea, which makes the value of tea very stable.
After all, saline-alkali land is also found in grasslands. No matter how bad it is, you can still drink some horse blood, which can also relieve salt deficiency. However, lack of tea leaves will make people lose their appetite and make them sick.
Tea is hard currency on the grasslands.
The reduction in the share of tea will inevitably cause the price of tea to soar, thus causing conflicts.
Thinking of this, Badali's heart trembled. He raised his head and looked at the smile on the emperor's face, which became more and more unpredictable.
He deliberately refused to agree, but the guards in his peripheral vision were all tall, powerful, and powerful, and they didn't look like showboats.
At this time, the story of the Ming Dynasty sweeping away the Qing Dynasty, attacking Shengjing, and driving the entire Manchu people to Lake Baikal suddenly came to mind.
Isn't it because the Chahar tribes surrendered so much because they were frightened by those tigers and wolves?
Horqin could only pull up 70,000 to 80,000 men, while the Ming Dynasty's army of 100,000 men was nothing, not to mention the weapons such as muskets and artillery, which were really unmatched.
His face trembling, Badali suppressed his fear and said, "What your Majesty said is absolutely true."
The emperor smiled slightly, hesitated a few more words, and then let him go.
After he left, the emperor ordered: "From now on, I will order you to increase the price of tea by 30% and sell it, saying it is because of the Heta."
"Yes!" Liu Afu wrote down.
The spacious yurt is like a small palace, and the wool blanket on your feet is embroidered with exquisite patterns and is worth thousands of dollars.
For Zhu Yixi, there is no acclimatization, only the girl is dissatisfied.
Pacing on the carpet, his mind was spinning.
The Horqin tribe's swing from left to right is actually very obvious.
This kind of tendency to sit on the fence will definitely be unreliable at critical times.
Although Badali said he was on Ming's side, he could only believe 20-30% of it. At critical moments, he would still stand by and watch the show.
Therefore, the Horqin tribes could only make use of it.
This time he lost his temper. In addition to prompting Horqin's superficial split, the most important thing was to use Horqin's department to attract the attention of the Qing Dynasty.
This made him mistakenly believe that the Ming Dynasty was targeting the Horqin tribes.
After all, once Horqin is eliminated, Lake Baikal will be open to the Ming Dynasty.
There is no buffer between the two.
After all, the Manchus were just escaping along the route, and the Ming army was very likely to pursue them. There were guides and tribal cattle and sheep supplies along the way.
No matter how you look at it, it is a route for advancing troops.
How the Manchus managed to survive back then, the Ming army could have survived.
"Founding in the east and attacking in the west?"
Zhu Yixi smiled: "Send an order for General Jilin to expand to the northwest and conquer the unfaithful."
Sure enough, as soon as the Ming army moved, Horqin's left wing panicked instantly.
Normally, things go well, but suddenly the army marches westward. How can people not understand why?
On the surface, there are only ten thousand people under the Jilin General, but in fact there are a large number of construction soldiers. They settle down along the official road and are organized far better than ordinary militiamen.
Moreover, Jilin has conquered many tribes over the years and can recruit tens of thousands of people at any time.
Twenty to thirty thousand soldiers and horses are just idle.
More importantly, the Jilin border troops had muskets, which made the Horqin cavalry terrified.
After a fight, the Horqin cavalry was immediately in pain.
Within a few days, a letter asking for help was sent to Fengjing.
In the palace, Shunzhi held an imperial meeting.
At this time, the entire Manchu Qing Dynasty had been rooted in Lake Baikal for more than fifteen years. The older generation had been killed and injured, and the young people had forgotten the prosperity of Liaodong and only remembered the bitter cold on the shores of Lake Baikal.
Of course, the young and mature generation in power are still in power, and sinicization has not stopped.
The birch trees in Siberia allowed the papermaking industry to continue to exist. Manchu, which was not recognized by many people, declined, and Chinese characters completely occupied a dominant position.
At the same time, due to the enfeoffment of the Chechen Khanate, a large number of elderly nobles left Fengjing, which continued to consolidate Shunzhi's power.
At the age of twenty-eight, he was already the twenty-second emperor. Dorgon had been blamed for the fall of Han and Liaodong.
He was a wise and powerful emperor who allowed the Manchu Qing Dynasty to take root again in Lake Baikal.
Not many people participated in the imperial meeting.
Among the Han officials, Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo are still standing tall, while the upstart Xu Shichang is trembling with fear.
Among the Manchu ministers, Luck Dehun and Nikan became the new nobles.
Meng Chen also sat with two people, they were representatives of the Eight Banners of Meng.
The Manchu Qing Dynasty gained a foothold in Lake Baikal thanks to the reorganization of the Buryat people.
Shunzhi sat high, and Tang Ruowang stood beside him. He was wearing an official robe and looked compact.
"How is the Horqin Department?"
Shunzhi looked up, with some doubts on his thin face: "Does Mingren really want to take action against Horqin?"
"It must be so." Ni Kan said hurriedly: "They cut off the tea leaves and sent out troops. The Ming Dynasty must want to integrate Horqin and set up a governor-general."
Luckedhun remained silent.
Ning Wanwo pondered and said: "From what I can see, this is Xiangzhuang's sword dance, intended for Pei Gong."
"The Ming Dynasty is ready to completely capture Horqin, and then send troops to defend the capital."
Shunzhi said nothing and looked at the silent Fan Wencheng.
As the head of the civil servants in the past, Fan Wencheng has been adhering to the government for decades. From Huang Taiji to Dorgon and now to Shunzhi, he has always stood firm and became the leader of the Han people in Liaodong.
At the same time, his outstanding abilities are highly trusted.
But now, this veteran's hair and beard are all white, his back is stooped, and the age spots on his face are unstoppable.
But his eyes were telling his wisdom.
After hearing the inquiry, Fan Wencheng came back to his senses and said, "Me too."
"The people of Ming Dynasty will never die in their desire to subjugate their country."
"Then let them see that our Qing Dynasty is no longer what it used to be."
Shunzhi raised his head and said quite confidently.
"Whether it's gunpowder or artillery, we bought it all from the Rakshasa people. Although the quantity is not large, it is still enough to fight a battle."
"It's just a good time to take advantage of this battle to cut off the hand extended by Ming people and let them completely wake up. We, the Qing Dynasty, are unconquerable."
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming——"
Echoes rang out.
After more than ten years, the Manchu Qing Dynasty had gained a lot of victories from the Rakshasa people and the Mongols, and had almost forgotten its fear of the Ming army.
Therefore, it is very necessary to carry out a battle of revenge at this time.
However, Fan Wencheng suddenly said: "Mobei has been a little restless recently, I'm afraid it's because of this."
"The Ming people are running Mobei." Ning Wanwo said suddenly.
"Mobei is quite barren. There are even few cattle and sheep, so it is not economical to run it." Tang Ruowang also spoke up:
"Did the Ming army have other plans?"
"The distance was more than two thousand miles, and without tribal supplies or guides, the Ming army could only starve to death."
Ni Kan sneered and said, "Unless the Ming Emperor recruits millions of civilians to transport food to the 100,000-strong army."