The Mongols on the grassland fought on their own, in chaos, and no one was truly strong.
Behind them, the Khitan did not allow a powerful Mongolian tribe to unify all the Mongolian tribes.
The people who came to negotiate this time were the Kle tribe. Mongolia today has not yet formed a unified Mongolian ethnic group, which is the collective name for the many tribes on the Mongolian grasslands.
The Kelie tribe was one of the stronger tribes, and it was close to the original territory of Xixia. Now that Xixia was destroyed, they became neighbors of the Song Dynasty.
Ten years ago, the leader of the Klie tribe, Mogusi, raised his troops to rebel against the Liao Dynasty. He fought for seven or eight years, but was finally defeated and was hunted down by the Khitan people.
The person who came to negotiate this time was named Huerzha, the younger brother of their clan leader Yu Gunan. Yang Lin and others on the outskirts of the city were waiting for them.
In the distance, a group of knights stirred up dust and galloped along the ancient Qinlong Road covered with yellow sand.
Zhongshi Dao came forward and said: "Young Master, the Ke Lie Tribe is here."
The ground trembled slightly, and the speed at which dozens of riders came was already a bit frightening.
Yang Lin narrowed his eyes. From this Klei cavalry, he could vaguely see the shadow of the cavalry that would travel across Europe and Asia a hundred years later.
Looking at his current majesty, you can imagine how majestic the elite cavalry will be in the future!
The horses neighed and the sabers hung from their waists rang together, and a group of knights from the Kle tribe approached and dismounted.
There are those in the Western Army who understand the language and have already shouted loudly: "No weapons are allowed during the negotiations."
A burly man with a red face smiled and took off his sword, threw it at his subordinates, and strode over with bare hands.
Master Zhong said in a low voice: "Young Master, this person must be Hu'erzha."
Yang Lin nodded, and upon closer inspection, he saw that this man had a sinewy face, a broad face and a square mouth, and his mighty aura was clearly evident on his red, square face.
Suddenly Erza came closer and asked in a loud voice: "Who is Yang Shaozai?"
Although it is not standard and has some peculiar accents, it is still completely Chinese.
Yang Lin laughed and said, "That's exactly me."
Suddenly Erzha knelt down on one knee, clenched his fist on his chest, and saluted Yang Lin.
Yang Lin smiled and stepped forward, helped him up, and said, "The city has prepared wine and food for me, Da Song. Let's go in and talk."
This time the Klie tribe relied most heavily on the Song Dynasty to restart border trade routes. They had hated and hated the Khitan rule for too long.
Almost every once in a while, Mongolian tribes rebelled. Unfortunately, these tribes were not united with each other and often killed their own people. In the end, the Khitans were not injured.
Now that the Song Dynasty destroyed Xixia, they saw hope again. With the support of the Song Dynasty, they were eager to try again.
It must be said that there are too many ethnic groups in Khitan, and none of them are fuel-efficient.
Yang Lin also sympathized with this. It was really difficult to manage them. If the control was loose, they would become unruly. If the control was strict, they would rebel again.
If he encounters a shrewd and brave Khitan master, he can still suppress these little brothers with powerful force.
It is a pity that today's Yelu Yanxi is an out-and-out faint king. In the history of the Han Dynasty, it can be said that he is on par with Zhao Ji.
Interestingly, these two guys were captured by the golden dog and became good friends.
Yang Lin held Hu'erzha's hand affectionately, like a brother he had not seen for many years, and led him to Xiazhou City.
The current lord of the city, the head of the Fangdang clan of the Hengshan Qiang, was accompanied by Ye Li. Now this guy has become Yang Lin's loyal subordinate. As long as Yang Lin comes to Xiazhou, he will almost never leave.
The Fangdang clan is a weak tribe with only 20,000 people. If they want to rule the Dangxiang Qiang, they must rely on the Song Dynasty and the Western Army. Biese Yeli knew this well, even though Yang Lin gave the Xifeng clan the power to take charge of sacrifices.
He still remains respectful and humble.
Yang Lin chuckled, arranged for everyone to sit down, and then asked Huerzha and Bie Shiyeli to sit on his left and right sides to show their closeness.
Yao Gu stood up, clapped his hands gently, and two rows of little beauties from the party department filed in. With their slender and strong waists, they twisted their beautiful steps and carried all kinds of exquisite delicacies on porcelain as clear as jade.
Dishes.
Yang Lin faced the two big men on the left and right and said with a smile: "Come here, this is a dish made by the chef brought by Jing Lue from Yan'an Prefecture. You all have a taste of the flavor of the Song Dynasty."
Hu'er Zha was not used to using chopsticks, so Yang Lin had already arranged for someone to prepare a spoon for him, and he praised it after eating.
Immediately afterwards, several men from the party carried a whole sheep, clad in red and colorful, that had been roasting for a long time on a lacquer tray to the tent.
Hu Erzha turned out to be very knowledgeable and knew the hand gestures of the Dangxiang Qiang people before eating sheep. Then he took out a small silver scimitar from his waist, skillfully cut off the shoulder blade and picked it up on the tip of the knife.
He cut all the fattest parts of the mutton into small plates and presented them to Yang Lin: "Yang Shaozai, this time the Khitan people are coming fiercely. Without Yang Shaozai's protection, the Montenegro mutual trade will definitely not be able to continue."
Yang Lin said with a smile: "As long as we people are united and united, the Khitan people will not dare to do anything. We do not want to touch any grass or trees in the Khitan, but we just want to live a better life. Is this wrong?
?If the Khitan is really so tyrannical, we are all men of prominence, why are we afraid of not being able to fight each other?"
Don't lose Yeli and quickly express your loyalty: "If the Khitan dares to invade, the Qiang people are willing to be the vanguard for Yang Shaozai."
Yang Lin smiled and waved his hand and said: "It's for the Song Dynasty, for Xiazhou, for the people of all ethnic groups in the Song Dynasty, and for the friends of the Kelie tribe."
At the same time, on the Xijing Road in Khitan, a group of people were riding on horseback.
The young man on the horse has a huge back and is as strong and thick as a wall. It is the Khitan Linya Yelu Big Stone.
The country was in dire straits, and this young clan member, Lin Ya, was like a tinker for the huge Khitan, running around.
The Xiren Xiao family controls the government of Khitan. Xiao Fengxian has the final say in the current Khitan. Your Majesty, he only knows how to have fun and has no contact with the Yelu family at all. He is surrounded by a group of people named Xiao. He has no idea that Daliao has already
It is full of diseases.
A knight came from a distance, reined in his horse in front of Yelu Dashi's chariot, clasped his fists and said, "Lin Ya, the negotiators from the Song Dynasty and the Kle tribe have already made inquiries."
Yelu Dashi looked stern, raised his eyebrows and said, "Say."
"The one who went to Ke Lie was Hu'er Zha, who was Yu Gunan's younger brother. The one who came from the Song Dynasty was Yang Lin, the young prime minister."
Yelu Dashi suddenly felt annoyed, his expression became ferocious, he spit on the ground and cursed: "Damn it, it's this traitorous Southerner again!"
Dashi Linya had always been calm and restrained, and when he rarely got out of control with such vulgarity, other people in the Khitan mission looked at him sideways.
Yelu Dashi didn't know what bad memories were triggered, and said bitterly: "When our Daliao regains its vitality in the future, we will definitely send troops southward to tear these thieves Nanzi to pieces!"