The West Duerbot Tribe was not fully formed at this time and was later beaten to pieces by Turpan; the East Duerbot Tribe later moved to the east of the Greater Khingan Mountains and called itself the "Nen Horqin Tribe" to the outside world.
The Mongolian tribe that Wang Yuan came to can only be regarded as the predecessor of Xidulbert.
In order to facilitate memory, we use the rules of the Ming Dynasty to collectively call them "Xiaolietu", including their brother tribes, also called "Xiaolietu". Their common ancestor is the leader of the Oara tribe, Taishi Beiyuan - also
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No matter how awesome his ancestors were, the little bald man at this time was in a very embarrassed state.
To the north is the Wala headquarters, their nominal sect;
To the west, there are stronger tribes of the same race, and it is already rare for them not to cause trouble for each other;
To the east, there are the ever-expanding little princes of Mongolia, who are frantically beating their leader, Wala;
To the south is damned Turpan!
Besieged on all sides, the development direction of the Xiaolietu tribe was completely blocked.
At the beginning of the snowstorm, Aji Buliu sat in the big tent and sighed. He just prayed that not too many livestock would be frozen to death this year. He also prayed that the Ming Dynasty would be more powerful, and that the Seven Guards of Guanxi would be more powerful, so that the city of Hami must be saved from Turpan.
Just take it back.
The ironware, tea and salt needed by the Xiaolietu tribe had to be obtained through the Hami trade route.
Once Hami is controlled by Turpan for a long time, Xiaolietu will be doomed, and the price of daily necessities will rise exponentially!
"Father!" Weng Gaocha suddenly rushed into the account.
Aji Buliu asked: "What happened?"
Weng Gaocha said: "Three young men came, claiming to be the envoys of the Ming Dynasty."
"How many gifts did you bring?" Aji Buliu asked.
Weng Gaocha said: "There were only three people and one horse. It is estimated that the remaining horses were frozen to death."
Aji Buliu nodded and said, "That's right. There was a heavy snowstorm the day before yesterday. Even if they brought gifts, they couldn't deliver them to us. Bring the envoys in."
Aji Buliu thought that he was taking a back route to attack Turpan, and the Ming Dynasty sent envoys to deliver rewards. The Ming Dynasty did give verbal rewards, but the rewards were given to Turpan because they defeated Oara (Ajibu Liu's troops)
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Wang Yuan, Yuan Da, and the Mongolian guide Harbala soon arrived at the battle.
Aji Buliu was a little surprised and said with a smile: "The envoy of the Ming Dynasty is really young this time."
Wang Yuan took out his sword and his own seal: "Wang Yuan, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy of the Ming Dynasty, the young master of Zhan Shifu, and the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, Wang Yuan, has met King Xiaolie Bald!"
The real identity of the little bald King Ajiebuliu is the Great Khan of the Chorus tribe.
Choros was originally one of the four Wara tribes, and was once the most powerful Wara tribe. Unfortunately, it had been essentially divided at this time, and the great Khan Ajibuliu was attacked from all sides.
After the Mongolian guide translated, Aji Buliu looked at Wang Yuan in disbelief: "Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu?"
Aji Buliu's doubts were firstly because Wang Yuan was too young, and secondly because he did not believe that the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu in the Ming Dynasty would come to the grassland in person.
Wang Yuan said: "I am the number one scholar of the Ming Dynasty and the most trusted minister of the emperor."
Ajiabuliu was dubious and asked, "Why did the governor personally come to Xiaolietu? Please ask me to send troops to recover Hami?"
Wang Yuan shook his head and said: "I can do it by myself to recover Hami. I don't need to ask anyone for help. Tomorrow spring, I will lead my troops to conquer Turpan. I hope Xiaolie Tu can also send troops together."
"Take the initiative to attack Turpan?" Ajiabuliu asked, "How do you prove that you can send troops? What if after we send troops, Ming Dynasty does not move?"
Wang Yuan smiled and said: "The Governor of the Ming Dynasty came to the grassland in person, can't he still express his sincerity?"
Aji Buliu was silent, already somewhat convinced in his heart.
There was a heavy snowstorm a few days ago, and even the grassland herders did not dare to go out, but this young man took the risk and came here, which shows that he is indeed sincere.
After thinking carefully for a long time, Aji Buliu asked: "How many troops do you have?"
Wang Yuan said nonsense: "10,000 cavalry and 50,000 infantry!"
"Sixty thousand people?" Aji Buliu was shocked when he heard this.
Wang Yuan reassured: "Don't worry. Turpan is far away from the Ming Dynasty. These 60,000 soldiers and horses will not stay for long. The Ming Dynasty court cannot support such a large army for a long time from thousands of miles away. As long as Turpan is completely defeated, I will lead the troops."
Evacuate, and the cities in the north of Turpan can be occupied by Xiaolietu."
Ajiabuliu's head was a little dizzy, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
He did not believe that the Ming Dynasty would send 60,000 troops, but he also expected that the Ming Dynasty would send 60,000 troops. At the same time, he was afraid that the 60,000 troops would not leave the Western Regions. He was worried that the Ming Dynasty would deceive him, and he was also afraid that if he hesitated, he would miss this expansion.
Great opportunity for land.
Also, even if the Ming Dynasty really sent 60,000 troops, they might not be able to defeat Turpan under a laborious expedition. But he also felt that if he sent troops to fight from the north, he might really be able to help the Ming Dynasty win the war.
The most important thing is that the Xiaolietu tribe has reached a critical moment and must look for opportunities to expand its strength, otherwise sooner or later it will be eaten by powerful enemies on all sides.
It’s so hard to choose!
Ajiabuliu said: "Your Excellency, Governor, this matter is of great importance. I must discuss it with other tribal leaders. Give me five days and I will give you an accurate answer."
Wang Yuan and the other three were settled down and fed themselves with wine and meat every day to nourish themselves.
Aji Buliu immediately contacted his brother and uncle to discuss whether they should send troops. As a result, the more they discussed, the more confused they became.
Wang Yuan was arrested again, and an old man asked: "Your Majesty the Governor, how can you guarantee that you will send troops to attack Turpan?"
"Who is this?" Wang Yuan asked.
Aji Buliu said: "My uncle Borahan."
Boluohan is the leader of the Dulbert Tribe and the ancestor of the Dulbert Tribe.
As for Aji Buliu, he is the leader of the Jungar tribe. He has a descendant named Galdan, who will establish a powerful Jungar Khanate in the future and fight fiercely with Emperor Kangxi.
Ajibuliu nominally belongs to the Great Khan of Choros, but he can only control his own small tribe. The Dulbert tribe of Boluohan is more powerful, but his status is shorter than that of Ajibuliu. This uncle and nephew
Due to the surrounding situation, the two must unite as one, so they have a very good relationship.
In Ming's eyes, they are all small bald men.
Wang Yuan smiled and said to Boluohan: "I can take the lead in attacking Turpan. Just pay attention to the movement at any time. By then, the defense in northern Turpan will be empty. It depends on whether you dare to take advantage."
The uncle and nephew looked at each other, and they both had concerns in their hearts.
If this deal goes well, no matter what the outcome is on Wang Yuan's side, they will be able to take a stab at it, and they can choose to run away at any time when the situation turns bad.
Bo Luohan asked: "Your Excellency, Governor, can we wait until summer and autumn to fight again?"
"No." Wang Yuan smiled.
"Well." Bolohan hesitated.
For the Mongols, autumn is the best fighting season.
Spring is worse. The horses have not regained the fat they lost in winter, and the horses have also begun to enter the estrus period. Once fighting in spring, it will not ensure that the horses are in optimal condition, and it will also delay the normal reproduction of the horses.
During the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Wei Qing and Huo Qubing were particularly fond of fighting in spring, and they could drive the Huns completely crazy by doing so a few times.
Wang Yuan stood up and said: "Let's do this. Let the sharpshooters of your tribe compete with me. If I win, I will go to war in the spring; if I lose, I will go to the autumn. How about that?"
"Haha, okay, let me compete with you!"
Weng Gaocha, the son of Aji Buliu, laughed. This guy belonged to the last Choros Khan in history.
The heavy snowstorm has long since stopped, and the herdsmen of the tribe came to watch the fun.
Several haystacks are set up in the distance, which serve as arrow targets.
Weng Gaocha bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and several arrows hit the haystack. He said proudly: "Come on!"
Wang Yuan said to his guide: "Let them place the target farther away."
The Mongols moved the haystack more than ten steps away.
Wang Yuan shook his head and said: "A little further."
More than twenty steps further than Weng Gaocha's target, Wang Yuan drew his rhinoceros bow and shot out an arrow.
After hitting the haystack, Wang Yuan simply got on his horse, fired his bow again while running at high speed, and hit the target accurately with several consecutive arrows.
There were constant cheers that Wang Yuan couldn't understand, and Weng Gaocha was completely dumbfounded. After Wang Yuan dismounted, he suddenly ran over, hugged Wang Yuan and slapped him hard: "You are a real warrior, I am willing to follow
You fight together!"
Aji Buliu turned to look at his uncle and whispered: "It seems that the Ming Dynasty really wants to fight this time, and they actually sent such a brave man to be the governor."
Boluohan frowned and said, "I'm afraid that after Turpan is defeated, the Han people will become the overlords here."
Ajiabuliu shook his head and said with a smile: "They can't afford to support so many Han soldiers. Turpan and Hami will all belong to us sooner or later. Turpan is difficult to deal with. This time, we will do our best to help the Han people and beat Turpan until they have no resistance."
When those tens of thousands of Han soldiers withdraw, we will slowly swallow up Turpan!"
(It is very painful to look up information. There is very little information about Xiaolietu in the 16th century, and many of the information are contradictory. Lao Wang can only follow his own understanding. If there is any objection, he will not explain it.)