Seng Ge was sitting in the tent and had not yet fallen asleep. He was half drunk and slightly smoked, but he was still reading. This was a habit he had developed after serving as a guard in the Ming Dynasty for several years. He would read for a while in the evening, and then write a diary to summarize the next day.
At the beginning, he didn't like that the guards had to learn Mandarin and Chinese characters while on duty. It seemed that every guard didn't like taking cultural classes, but it was a compulsory course for all soldiers in the Ming Dynasty.
The soldiers of the imperial dynasty, as well as the sons of the Tibetan people who entered the dynasty as guards from outside the vassal state, all had to learn the Mandarin dialect of Beijing and learn Chinese characters.
It's a headache for a group of rough guys who are good at wielding swords and sticks to learn this.
Now that I have returned to the grassland, I can no longer break the habits I developed in Ming.
"Sacrifice is the greatest contribution of a soldier, but it is not the greatest contribution of a soldier. The greatest contribution of a soldier is victory. The country raises soldiers not to let you die at a critical moment."
He picked up a pen and wrote down this sentence in his diary. This was said by a general when he was training in the martial arts hall in Beijing. Zhang Mingzhen was a Conglong Yuanxun who stabbed in the back and served his country loyally. It is said that he was once a traveling master in the capital.
A righteous knight. Sengge likes this old handsome man very much, and he speaks very charmingly.
His words didn't feel special before, but when his father Batur Khan died and he was named Boshu Ketu Jinong and became the deputy Khan of Junggar to command the left wing, he really felt the significance of these words.
Powerful and profound.
Looking at the powerful Chinese characters with iron hooks on the paper, Sengge fell into deep thought.
In the blink of an eye, it has been half a year since he became deputy khan. He has been busy relocating various ministries, setting up pastures, appointing officials from the twelve governor's offices on the left wing, and recruiting 3,000 men to form an army to suppress the west.
It is the new left-wing army of Junggar. It purchased weapons and equipment from the Ming Dynasty. It is a cavalry army equipped with camel cannons and fire guns. Each cavalry has five horses.
The people invited to join the army of the Ming Dynasty, the instructors, and the deputies at all levels of the Zhenxi Army also invited two from the imperial court, one civil and one military.
This deputy khan is not easy to be. My father died in the battle and lost more than 30,000 troops. Then he gave another 10,000 tents to Zanya I, plus some Dulbert, Huite, and Giljis who had previously surrendered to Junggar.
The departure of people and some conquered Kazakh tribes caused the Junggar population to lose 100,000 people.
There are still about 80,000 tents in Seng Ge's left wing of the Twelve Governor's Houses. According to the imperial decree, pasture boundaries are drawn for these Twelve Governor's Houses. His brothers, uncles, cousins, etc., fight all day long.
There were constant quarrels and even conflicts.
In particular, his uncle Mergen Khan Chuhuer and his brother Zot Babatur deliberately allowed their subordinates to cross the border and provoke, and even sent people to pretend to be Kazakhs or horse thieves to attack and plunder, which made them miserable.
Taking advantage of the New Year, Sengge took the initiative to come to Chu Huer's sweat tent to pay a visit.
I just want to explain these things clearly to this uncle face to face, hoping that he can put aside the past grudges and live in peace together. If this uncle continues like this, he will also fight back.
However, after arriving, the meeting was not very pleasant. Mergen Khan Chuhu'er deliberately showed off his power and snubbed him, and his brother Zhuote Babatur also came to ridicule and ridicule him. His protest against him was just to pretend to be crazy and look around him.
The butter candle flame flickered in the tent, and the north wind whistled outside the tent.
He is currently located in the winter tent of Chuhu'er, west of Tacheng, on the west bank of Ala Lake and north of Alatau Mountain.
Although it is not as good as the Tacheng area in the east of the lake, it is still a very good place. This lake is called Tugule Pool in Mongolian. This was once the boundary of Chagatai. Later, Kazakhs occupied this place for nomadic herding, and then Oirat was driven out by Khalkha.
When they arrived at Moxi, the Junggar people occupied this area again.
To the southwest of the lake is the Qihe Basin prairie.
Chu Huer's Khan Court originally built Emin Fort on the bank of the Emin River in the east of the lake, southeast of Tacheng, but he felt that it was too close to the Ming Army's Tacheng and Appeasement Fort, and there was the Ming Army's Huo in the northeast.
Boxeri Fort always felt uneasy, so he went to the southwest of Tacheng, closer to Ala Lake, and built Buktu City as a sweat tent.
But after not staying long, he still felt that it was too close to the Ming army, so he went directly to the west bank of the lake on the pretext of spending the winter and built Angelic Fort at the mouth of the Angelic River entering the lake.
It is a very simple small earth city, but there are many people here.
Chu Huer also established the Weisheng Army, the new right-wing army of Junggar.
Putting down his pen, Seng Ge couldn't help but miss Bohuosibao's wife, Princess Nanchang. After the marriage, the two had a good relationship. The princess was not pretentious at all and was very adaptable to life on the grassland. In the past six months after their marriage, the two of them could be regarded as husband and wife.
They got along very well, and when he came, his wife wanted to come with him, but he was worried that his wife's belly was already swollen, so he let her spend the winter in the castle to raise the baby, and said that he would go back soon.
They were separated for the first time after their marriage, and I didn't know how she was doing at home.
When the child is born, will it be a boy or a girl, and what name should he choose?
He and his wife discussed the names of their sons. If it was a son, he would be called Cewang Alabutan, and if it was a daughter, she would be called Sarilang. They are the most beautiful flowers on the grassland. The princess also liked these two names, but she suggested that it should be
If he gave her a Han name, it would be convenient to study in Beijing and work as an errand in the future. He also said that if she was a girl, she must be taught the court etiquette of the Ming Dynasty so that she could marry into the Ming Dynasty in the future.
Nowadays, the princes and leaders of various Mongolian tribes have also begun to adopt Han surnames. For example, the Choros family of Junggar uses the Han surname Luo, while the Boerzhijin family of Heshuote has changed its surname to Bao, Bao, Liu.
People with surnames such as Yun, Li, and Bo are probably from different tribes, and they will choose their own surname. Although they have the same surname, they do not change the same Han surname.
When the upper-class princes and princes interacted with the Ming Dynasty, they adopted Han surnames and Han names. The lower nobles also began to give themselves Han surnames and Han names. It was generally considered a very fashionable thing. Of course, the Ming Dynasty also did this.
Very supportive.
Many Mongolian nobles are now busy building castles and manors, wearing Han clothes and using Han etiquette. This is a fashion and taste among the upper class. Especially now that the Ming Dynasty has made good relations with the Ming Dynasty, various materials and commodities of the Ming Dynasty
A steady stream of goods arrived on the grassland.
In the past, Mongolians couldn't get iron pots if they wanted, so they had to rob them. But now they can easily trade cattle, horses, llamas, furs, mushrooms, etc. with the Ming Dynasty, and then exchange them for various things they want, such as
Tea bricks, such as iron pots, etc.
Especially now that Ming merchants have spread all over the grasslands, and have reached an agreement with the Mongolian princes and nobles to contract taxes and directly issue banknotes to them. They don’t have to pay taxes themselves, and they don’t have to levy physical taxes. They can directly take the money and pay it to the Central Plains.
It is very convenient for tax merchants to go down there and collect taxes for them.
If you have banknotes in your hand, merchants in the Ming Dynasty will provide timely supplies and have sufficient supplies, so they will naturally enjoy it.
Building castles and manors, even spending a lot of money to build temples for lamas, buying all kinds of silk and porcelain, etc., this life is very happy. Many princes and princes no longer lead nomadic herdsmen. They build castles and manors to settle down, and connect with the bottom
The tribal herders are almost out of touch.
They like to stay in the castle manor. This manor is comfortable to live in, and it can even become a trading market, where houses and shops can be rented out, and taxes can be collected from transactions. How great.
In the past, famine was prone to occur on the grasslands in winter, but now many Ming merchants transport rice and flour to the grasslands in exchange for furs and livestock.
The life of the herdsmen has become much more convenient, and the lives of nobles such as the Mongolian prince Taiji have become even better.
Who would take the risk to rob it when you can enjoy it just sitting down? Besides, the Ming Dynasty is so powerful now, who can rob it?
Looking for death?
At best, they are bullying other weaker tribes.
Drowsiness came over him, and the drunken Sengge put away his notebook and stopped thinking. He lay down on the carpet, covered himself with a fur, and fell into a deep sleep.
There was still a bit of a smile on his face, as if he was having a good dream.
midnight.
Amidst the howling north wind, the stove was burning in the tent, which was very warm.
A corner of the big tent was gently opened, and Zhuote Babatur took a peek and saw that Sengge was sleeping, so he got in.
He was holding a knife in his hand, and it was dripping with blood.
Seng Ge was on duty as a guard outside the tent, but was killed by Drote Babatur's men without anyone noticing.
He raised the knife and came to the fifth brother. He stood there and looked at Seng Ge who was sleeping and still smiling, with a ferocious look on his face.
Everything Sengge has now should belong to him.
He raised the knife and stabbed it without hesitation.
Sengge woke up in severe pain and opened his eyes to see his second brother.
"You betrayed Junggar, you are unworthy of your father!"
"Die!"
Drote Babatur stabbed him several times in succession, but Sengge had no time to resist and was killed.
Never die with eyes in peace.
After killing the brother in his dream, Zhuote Babatur simply chopped off his brother's head with a knife, and then walked out of the tent with his bloody head.
Outside the tent, a group of Junggar warriors stood there.
He raised Sengge's head and said, "The traitor has been killed by me, for the sake of Junggar!"
"Kill all Sengge's men!"
In the dark night, the cleaning begins.
Zhuote Babatur raised his head and went to see Chu Huer.
"Very good." Chu Huer said with a smile when she saw her nephew's head.
"What's next?"
Chu Huer looked at the dark night outside.
"Snowing!"
"Well, I guess there will be heavy snow."
Chu Huer said: "You said that if we suddenly go to Sengge's territory now, we should be able to easily capture Bohosi Fort, right?"
"You can send someone pretending to be a returning monk to trick him into opening the castle, and then he can capture it without any bloodshed!"
Chu Huer twirled his beard and said, "There are three thousand Western Army troops in Fort Bohosi, and many of them are officers from the Ming Dynasty. These people may not be able to deceive them."
"If you calculate mentally but not intentionally, your chances are great."
"Well, after entering the city, these Ming people in the Zhenxi Army should not move. We will entertain them with good food and drink. We will take half of the rest of the Zhenxi Army each."
Zhuot Babatur was a little arrogant, "Uncle, now that we have taken action, there is nothing to hesitate about. Thinking about my father's fate, why should we be polite to them? Take Fort Bohosi and kill those people directly."
Kill everyone in the Ming Dynasty, and then we go straight to Tacheng and capture Tacheng and the Appeasement Fort in one fell swoop."
Chu Huer was still a little hesitant.
He wanted to kill his nephew Sengge and take all the Junggars under his command, but he was afraid of the Ming army and was wavering for a while.
