The horse's hooves stepped on the sparse information, and the birch forests in the distance were extremely conspicuous. There were gravels everywhere, and the horse jumped at a slow pace.
Progov held the bone in his mouth, sucking the marrow inside, while whispering.
He had a piece of cloth wrapped around his head and a long linen robe with an open front. Several buttons were arranged in an awkward manner, three on the left and four on the right, which looked very funny.
But the big beard on his chin that almost reached his chest, the bloodthirsty scimitar, and the matchlock gun on his horse all showed his status as a soldier.
The same goes for the cavalry behind him, all wearing long robes and turbans, with a fierce look on their faces.
They are the infamous Cossacks.
Cossacks are not a nation, but a collective name for a place.
They are composed of escaped slaves and poor people in Ukraine, southern Russia, the Don River Basin, the lower Dnieper River and the Volga River Basin.
Because they were close to the Turkic Mongols, they naturally developed a tough temperament and lived together in villages.
It can be said that as long as serfdom in Eastern Europe remains unjust, the Cossacks will never end.
"Yes." Beside him is a Russian businessman. Although he has a bit of a general's belly, his face is full of sinews:
"General, the Tatars were defeated and fled to the city of Yinrkutsk, which used to be our hometown but is now occupied by the Tatars."
"They are like defeated wolves who have been forced to leave their territory at this time, and have been eliminated by the entire nature."
Progov shook off the bones in his mouth and laughed: "Very good, the Tatars are lawless, and now they have been taught a lesson by the Khitan people. It's time for us to take revenge and come back."
After laughing, the cavalry speeded up.
They came from Bratsk, which is only a thousand miles away from Lake Baikal. In this vast Siberia, this distance is nothing.
As for whether it is a robbery, as long as you can get benefits, what does morality mean?
Facing the menacing Rakshasa people, the Qing army was indignant and extremely angry.
Although it had not been long since they took over the Central Plains, the Manchus and the Qing Dynasty had already considered it based on Confucian thinking. The Rakshasa people were nothing more than barbarians, and they were nothing.
In order to avenge his previous humiliation, Luck Dehun personally led 20,000 troops to fight against them with an overwhelming advantage.
Progov was shocked: "Isn't it the wolf with a broken leg? Why are there so many troops?"
However, thinking about Yermak who led eight hundred Cossacks to conquer the Siberian Khanate, these Tatars are actually just puffy.
Seeing this, the two armies were like needles facing each other, and they began a war that could be fought at any time.
The Cossacks are as strong as they were during the Nurhaci period. They are strong individually and can be said to be fearless of death, but coordination is their weakness.
After many years of adjustments, the Manchu and Qing Dynasties put more emphasis on formation and order in their attack on Mongolia and against the Ming army.
In this way, at the beginning, the Cossacks moved forward in an unstoppable manner, almost cutting off the Qing army's formation, but they could not hold back the Manchus' large numbers.
As time passed, the Cossacks were semi-surrounded, exhausted, and gradually at a disadvantage.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The Cossack cavalry was severely defeated. Thousands of them were killed and wounded, hundreds were captured, and the remaining few thousand were forced to flee.
The Qing army ushered in a great victory.
Although the number of their casualties is the same, a win is a win.
It greatly inspired people's hearts and allowed everyone to temporarily get rid of the pain of losing Fengjing Mansion.
"Military morale is available."
Shunzhi laughed. He stood at the top of the city. It seemed that all the worries he had felt for many days were gone, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.
"Your Majesty, it is naturally not suitable to stay here for a long time." Ning Wan and I stopped with a smile: "It's just a lack of food. The Rakshasa people have suffered a big loss today and will definitely retaliate in the future. Our army cannot hold them back here."
"That's right." Shunzhi nodded: "Go down and let Bolo serve as the vanguard and lead 20,000 troops to attack the Zasak Tuhan tribe."
"After wiping out his troops, we, the Qing Dynasty, will have money and food to replenish our ranks."
The monarch and his ministers were discussing important matters, but the dignitaries on the side were so excited that they couldn't say anything at all.
Soon, Luckard returned covered in blood, and he said solemnly: "In the end, the general will fulfill his mission."
"Okay, Luck Dehun, you finally lived up to my expectations."
Shunzhi patted his shoulder and smiled.
"Your Majesty, I have captured a Rakshasa ghost, who seems to be able to speak in plain language."
"Oh?" Shunzhi became interested.
He turned his head and glanced at Ning Wanme. Isn't this just a good way to understand the situation in the West?
Immediately, a Cossack with a fleshy face and a big belly was pulled up.
He was brave at first and didn't want to kneel at all, but as soon as the two soldiers kicked him, he fell down with a thud.
He scratched his neck and looked dissatisfied.
"Hey, you Rakshasa people don't care about credibility. When you saw that I lost my place, you wanted to take advantage of me. I didn't expect that you would chew on the fat!"
The eunuch came with a chair, Shunzhi sat down and said with interest.
"Don't think that we are those Mongolians and your tricks won't work."
"You're not fair," Turunov shouted.
"If you lose, you lose. Don't make excuses."
Shunzhi coughed and spoke smoothly. He said: "Just be obedient. If you don't obey, I'll let the falcon peck out your brains alive and eat them. Do you believe it?"
Turunov immediately became timid and his attitude changed.
Even the Cossacks, who are extremely tyrannical, are afraid of death.
After Ning finished, I asked at the right time: "Where did your army come from?"
"Bratsk." Turunov said hurriedly: "We are following the governor's order to send troops, it is none of my business."
Later, Turunov named a series of cities, Kuznetsk, Balkhor, and Tomsk.
This was the route the Cossacks took to advance eastward. Over the course of decades, a series of villages, towns, and settlements had been formed.
"Are you Cossacks?"
"Yes, we are mercenaries, not Rakshasa soldiers as you call them. We are just following the orders of the Governor."
"Then where do you live? What about the Black Sea?" Ning Wanme thought about the Kazakh Khanate, the Black Sea and other places, and my mind was quite entangled.
The Kazakh Khanate has 100,000 troops and is not someone they can provoke.
Then we can only continue to the west.
"We are distributed in the Don River Basin, the lower reaches of the Dnieper River and the Volga River. Each of us has a different genus. We only say that we are Cossacks to the outside world."
Turunov said tremblingly: "As for the Black Sea area after the Kazakh Khanate, it is the mouth of the Volga River. There is abundant water and grass, which is suitable for the growth of cattle and sheep, and it can also be cultivated."
"However, there used to be the Nogai Khanate and the Astrakhan Khanate there. Now it has been conquered by the Rakshasa people, and we Cossacks and a group of Tatars are herding them."
"They are mercenaries too."
"Wait a minute, when you say Tatars, do you mean Mongols?"
"Yes, the Mongols are the Tatars."
"Which tribe?"
"In Mongolian, it seems to be called the Tugut tribe. They also migrated from the east before, and it has been many years."
"Tugut tribe!" Ning Wanwo murmured, and he said eagerly: "Your Majesty, the Tugut tribe is one of the four Mongolian tribes in Oirat. It was said before that they moved westward, so there are only three tribes in the Western Regions and other places, so the Ming people
Take advantage of something."
Shunzhi also realized something and asked quickly: "How many people are there in the Tuhu Special Department?"
"There are probably hundreds of thousands of people!"
"That's great." Shunzhi was overjoyed.
After Ning finished, I also showed a real smile.
The two major khanates in the Black Sea region were destroyed, and there was a vacuum of power, which was beyond the reach of Rakshasa manpower, so there was a place for the Tugut people to survive.
This also means that many people do not have strict control over it, and it is suitable for them to use it as a place to stay.
As for the Rakshasa threat?
Could there be a greater threat from Akito?
A group of barbarians, it’s just time for us to go and teach them a lesson.
Manchuria and Mongolia are one, and it is the right time for the Tuhute tribe to annex them all.
For a time, the haze in the hearts of the king and his ministers disappeared, as if the clouds had cleared and the sun appeared.
No longer as confused as before.
…
After the Beihai War ended, the emperor could no longer bear the scorching heat in Beijing, so he once again started his life as a migratory bird and went to Yuquan Mountain to escape the summer heat.
After years of running around, the entire palace and court had already formed a habit of making preparations in an orderly manner. In just a few days, the huge team arrived at Yuquan Mountain.
It was also at this time that the King of Liao was about to begin his career as a vassal.
Among the kings, the eldest King Qin has always been stationed in Qin. Since Annan has a large population and has always lived in peace, it is difficult for King Qin to return north, so he pays his respects to his old father.
The second eldest King of Qi also took time to come back because the Qi country was gradually becoming more stable. However, after all, he was a king who was in charge of his country and it was his instinct to protect his power.
The third prince is still taking root in Arctic City in the northeast, contributing to the prosperity of the city.
Therefore, the fourth king of Liao was the first to bear the brunt of being able to fulfill his filial piety in front of the emperor.
Moreover, the King of Liao was lazy. He usually smiled playfully and didn't care even if he was scolded. Then he shamelessly approached him, making people dumbfounded.
That's why it's more likable.
On this day, it was rare for him to have a sullen face, without a smile. He was wearing a dragon robe and looked serious.
Seeing this, Zhu Yixi felt quite emotional.
Although there are many sons, there are also differences between closeness and distance. The King of Liao who used to be his daily companion is really leaving, but he is not used to it.
"coming?"
"Yes, Father." The King of Liao knelt down and saluted, straightened up and said, "My son will no longer be filial to you from now on. You should always take care of yourself."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but choked up.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Zhu Yixi was moved after all.
Although the emperor is a political animal, he is still a human being.
With a soft heart, Zhu Yixi opened her mouth, but she didn't say the words she left behind.
Jia Daihua had been Prime Minister of the Liao Kingdom for three years. The Liao Kingdom, which was thousands of miles away, had gradually stabilized, and it was no longer appropriate to delay the establishment of the vassal state.
To be honest, Zhu Yixi treated the fourth king of Liao very kindly.
As for the army, three thousand cavalry were specially recruited from Horqin and Chahar, and they were basically trained in the Beijing camp. Whether it was equipment or spirit, they were the same as the Beijing camp.
Just raising three thousand cavalry would cost more than a million dollars a year.
What's more, the emperor also asked the herdsmen in Suiyuan, Chahar and other places to conquer two to three thousand tents and initially formed their own tribes.
Some vassal country recipes, such as Baigong, classics and historical books, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
In order to maintain its combat effectiveness, Zhu Yixi even arranged for twenty Shaowu field cannons, as well as matching craftsmen and artillerymen.
Privately, the emperor stuffed him with 500,000 silver coins from his internal funds to help him stabilize his territory as soon as possible.
This kind of grace can be said to be the first among all kings.
At this time, the number of people waiting to surrender to the vassal domain exceeded 10,000 people, with tens of thousands of horses and livestock. The scale could be described as huge.
Along the way to the west, we can almost eat up the inventory of the counties along the way, and this is reimbursed by the imperial court.
Therefore, the court and the people had mixed praise and criticism for the vassal state, and the criticism was greater than the praise.
The land that the imperial court spent manpower and material resources to develop was given to the prince for no reason, and it had to work hard to help him settle down.
For Daming, this was basically a loss-making business.
But now it is an autocratic dynasty, and the emperor's orders are more important than anything else. Even if you lose money again, you must continue to do it.
"I heard that you almost packed up the Chang'an Theater and took it away?"
"Hey, son, aren't you afraid of being lonely?"
The King of Liao suddenly lost his guard. He said with a smile: "I built this team, Mr. Hua Ben, bit by bit, but I can't bear to part with it."
"My son is going to the Liao Kingdom to show those Tatars the drama of the Heavenly Kingdom and to preach enlightenment."
"That's all." Zhu Yixi said angrily: "After I go to the Liao Kingdom, don't be as lazy and playful as you are now. Managing the country is like cooking fresh food. Thinking carefully is the best way."
"Although the script is good, don't indulge in it."
"My son understands." King Liao saluted solemnly.
Immediately, the father and son were speechless.
The King of Liao wisely withdrew and went to see his mother and concubine.
Of course, the Queen took the lead and said hello and farewell to her aunt-in-law.
When he saw Sun Xuan'er, his face was full of reluctance and his eyes were full of concern.
The mother and son have a deep relationship, after all, they were raised together since childhood.
It was not until dusk that the King of Liao left the villa.
At this time, a group of brothers surrounded him.
The five princes, the old King of Wuyue, the old King of Liuwei, the old King of Seven Fortunes, the old King of Zhao, and the old King of Jiuxiang, were similar in age to him, so they played together more often on weekdays, and they were really affectionate.
A group of princes and princesses who were studying also came to see him, and they were given baskets of various gifts.
After all, there is no competition for the throne, so the feelings between brothers and sisters are naturally deeper.
"Fourth brother, I know you love drama the most. This is the storybook of "Mulan Ci" that I asked someone to write at the beginning of the year. Although it is not as good as Chang'an Theater, it is still a good book..."
The King of Yue spoke sincerely.
The old Liuwei King sent and left a fine horse: "I wish my fourth brother a successful horse."
The other princes had their own ideas, and even the King of Qin and the King of Qi asked their people to send precious gifts.
The princesses are quite simple, whether it is embroidered handkerchiefs, sachets, purses, or cloth boots that they sewed by themselves, they are always thoughtful.
Late at night, after seeing the gifts from his grandson Sun Changzhou and his uncle Sun Lin, the King of Liao had to rest.
He lay in the courtyard, looking at the starry sky above his head, feeling peaceful in his heart.