Holding his body strong, Abu Nai's face was solemn. Although his lips were white, he said this sentence with some strength.
The nobles were happy to help and heaved a sigh of relief, but their eyes were bright, staring at his body and thinking about something.
This wolf-like look made Abu Nai furious, and he secretly hated him: a pack of white-eyed wolves.
I'm not sure, sell me for a good price.
He wanted to have a fit, but considering his health, he just yelled viciously: "Let me prepare everything, the Han people are coming tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. We must take revenge this time."
After all, it has become somewhat dignified in the past few years, and the nobles bowed away one after another.
Only Jin Zeming remained.
As a person sent to the Chahar Department by the Ming Dynasty, he not only facilitated exchanges with each other, but was also the key person to convey military information.
Abu Nai now trusts him more than he is wary. After all, the only one who can save the Chahar tribe is the Ming Dynasty.
"Mr. Jin, what do you think?"
Realizing the benefits of literati, Abu Nai has always been more respectful, especially at this point.
"Dahan, are you okay?" Jin Zemin looked at Abu Nai with concern in his eyes.
"It's just a stabbing, it's okay."
There were bursts of pain in his arms at any time, but Abu Nai could bear it. His eyes widened and he said angrily:
"These guys have been tamed by the Qing Dynasty for many years. They are trembling with fear when they see their flags. If it weren't for the musketeers fighting, I wouldn't be able to come back at all."
In this battle, the musketeers and cavalry at the beginning dealt a huge blow to the Qing army, especially the Khalkha Mongolian tribes. They even thought that the Tsarist Russians were coming, so they retreated and tried to run away.
The Qing Dynasty's cotton armor was thick, so it was not affected, but their riding and shooting skills were not as good as those of the Mongols, so they could only fight with the musketeers.
It is difficult to shoot an arrow on horseback, but it is very easy to shoot a gun on horseback. After shooting, you can pick up the matchlock as if it were dry.
But even if no one betrays him, Chahar still lacks the confidence to compete with him.
Even so, the Khalkha Mongols, who did not work hard, suffered thousands of casualties, while the Manchu Eight Banners Army suffered more than a thousand casualties.
Thinking of the performance of the Eight Banners on the battlefield, Abu Nai suddenly said: "This group of Eight Banners are not afraid of death, but it is a pity that they cannot cooperate well."
Of course, Jin Zeming did not miss the opportunity to praise the Ming Dynasty, and said directly: "The Eight Banners of the Manchu Qing Dynasty have suffered heavy casualties in recent years, and they are probably supplemented by new recruits."
"I heard that in Korea, the Manchus also abandoned thousands of people. The Jurchens in Liaodong have so many talents. In a few years, they will inevitably perish."
"Horqin tribe, these vicious dogs who betrayed Mongolia——"
Abu Nai gritted his teeth and became extremely angry when he thought of the Horqin tribe.
Jin Zeming said a few words of comfort before leaving the military tent.
When he came to his yurt, he suddenly saw a soldier-looking man walking in. When he raised his head, he was shocked and knelt down on one knee:
"I have seen thousands of households in my humble position!"
"Get up!"
Feng Shouquan waved his hand, sat on the grass ball, looked at the respectful Jin Zeming, and smiled: "You are doing well in the Chahar tribe!"
"In a humble position, you have your back to the imperial court, and you act like a fox pretending to be a tiger."
Jin Zeming bowed and said: "Why did Qianhu come to Chahar? The war is coming here, I'm afraid it's not safe."
"Don't worry. Tomorrow at the latest, the 20,000 troops from Xuanzang will rescue the Chahar tribe."
Feng Shouguan said indifferently: "It would be dangerous if we fought in the field, but in defending the city, the Manchus and Mongols can only die."
"That's good." Jin Zeming breathed a sigh of relief.
Knowing that he was safe, Jin Zeming revealed the recent situation in the Chahar tribe and the reality of the grassland war.
It turns out that in the past few years, in order to obtain woolen war horses, Abu Nai continued to conquer various tribes, and he was only a few hundred miles away from the Horqin tribe.
Conquering the tribes, obtaining wool war horses, and trading with the Ming Dynasty to strengthen themselves, this allowed the strength of the Chahar tribe to skyrocket in a short period of time.
It's like sucking D, which makes people want to stop.
The power of the Chahar tribe not only aroused the fear of the Manchus, but also destroyed the balance of the grassland, and the Khalkha Mongols couldn't help but take action.
"Are you saying that this kid Abu Nai really wants to unify all the Mongolian tribes?"
Feng Shouguan seemed to have heard a big joke.
"Abu Nai has been in the Chahar Ministry for a long time. He is simple, rough and ambitious. He has had such delusions for a long time. In the past few years, he has recruited craftsmen and rebuilt Chahanhot."
"Among the captive tribes, he will select those who are farmers and farm them near the royal city to provide supplies to get rid of the food shortage dilemma."
Jin Zeming said seriously: "The imperial court should be well prepared for this."
"Get ready, I'm coming right now!"
Feng Shouquan's face was solemn.
As a scholar by birth, although he did not pass the examination as a scholar, he deeply understood that building a city meant the transformation of grassland into settlement.
At that time, Anda Khan, Dayan Khan, and even Lin Dan Khan vigorously cultivated fields and built cities because they discovered the benefits of agriculture.
"Ah?" Jin Zeming was stunned: "What are you?"
"Let Abu Nai be seriously injured and die."
Feng Shouquan said matter-of-factly.
"This? How can I get close to the sweat tent!"
"Don't worry about this. There will be traitors setting fire tonight and the city will be in chaos. This is our opportunity."
"Then why did he die of serious injuries instead of being directly killed?"
"We have to wait until the soldiers and horses from Xuanzang arrive tomorrow, otherwise these Mongols will disperse and his death will be delayed for a few days."
Jin Zeming understood clearly and looked ashamed. He was still not very good at this kind of political matter.
At night, Chahanhot was silent.
Suddenly, a fire broke out in the military tent outside the city and quickly began to spread.
Then, Abu Nai, who had just laid down for a while, was startled and asked: "What's going on?"
"Great Khan, there is a fire outside the city, and a group of soldiers are rushing into the city——"
"Traitors, there are traitors again."
Abu Nai was extremely angry and shouted: "Gather the troops, I will kill these bandits."
Suddenly, a fire broke out in Chahanhot City and spread quickly.
"Khan, let's put out the fire first. Guard the city and no one can come in." Jin Zeming suggested.
"Okay, let's put out the fire first."
For a time, most people went to put out the fire, and the strength around Abu Nai began to weaken.
"call out--"
"A mere hidden arrow."
Abu Nai turned his head, dodged the hidden arrow, and smiled contemptuously.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen arrows suddenly continued to fly.
At this time, he was wearing underwear and had no time to put on his armor. Several arrows hit the target and fell to the ground.
Jin Zeming hid aside, "shocked".
After the arrow was gone, he came over to confirm.
The guards were furious. There were assassins near the king's tent. Damn it.
"Fortunately, I'm sweating profusely and still breathing." Jin Zeming breathed a sigh of relief before trying his nose.
In order to prevent it from being revived, Arrow even applied love flower juice on it.
Love flowers, also called datura flowers, have a powerful anesthetic effect and can cause people to pass out in large amounts.
Obviously, this Abu Nai Khan had been poisoned and was unconscious.