"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

Emperor Guangwu's imperial carriage slowly walked around the military camp, and he was reviewing the troops. Wherever he went, cheers came. There was also a man in the carriage, a captive, and the Prince of Korchin Zazakdorobatulu, who was conferred the Qing court, Manzhu.

Originally, after the victory of the Battle of Liuhe, the emperor wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to march northward to cross the Yellow River. However, the water of the Yellow River was too fast and the silt content was large. Large ships could not enter, small boats were easy to overturn, and the number of medium-sized warships was not large and the capacity was limited. Doni and Shitingzhu guarded according to natural dangers, so it was difficult to cross for a while.

But it doesn’t matter. From the end of December to January, the Yellow River will soon be frozen for nearly two months. At that time, the river will be like walking on flat ground.

While waiting for the Yellow River to freeze, Emperor Guangwu ordered He Jiuyi, Liu Zhenguo and Zhang Hu's 20,000 Yunnan troops to go north and meet with him; while training troops quickly, he inspected the troops from time to time.

"Manzhu practices etiquette, how powerful do you see the Ming army power?"

"It's a powerful army!"

Zhu Hengjia smiled, "Do you think the Qing emperor can block my military attack?"

When Manzhu Xili heard this, she burst into cold sweat. She thought for a while and said, "I can't stop it!"

"Hahaha", Zhu Hengjia laughed loudly, "You are honest! You are ready tonight, and I will let you return to Korqin tomorrow."

"Return to Korqin?"

Man Zhu was stunned and then knelt down and cried, "Thank you for not killing. I swear to Changshengtian that after returning to Korqin, I will never be enemies of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Yeah," Zhu Hengjia nodded, "You will bring me a message to your three brothers, especially your elder brother Wu Keshan, tell them that as long as they lead troops to surrender, the Qing emperors will grant them their titles, I will admit it. If you are obsessed with it and want to bury the Qing emperors for their lives, I will kill them to the Korqin grassland, which will make them regret it!"

When talking about the four words "regret", Emperor Guangwu deliberately emphasized his tone.

"I will definitely advise the three brothers to wake up," Manzhu made another promise.

Releasing Manzhu's practice of etiquette was another son of Zhu Hengjia who instigated the relationship between Manchuria and Mongolia.

Politics is like chess. Whether it has any effect or not, chess players must make a move.

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"Okay, okay! I still have loyal ministers and good generals in the Qing Dynasty. Sabusu, Lang Tan, and Wu Keshan have made contributions to pacifying Chahar. I want to reward them very much." Emperor Shunzhi was so excited that he shouted.

The Chahar tribe Abunai raised the flag to fight against the Qing Dynasty, which caught him off guard. At this time, the main force of the Qing army in Liaodong was guarding Hetuara, and there were really no soldiers to quell the rebellion.

However, unexpectedly, Sabusu, Lang Tan only brought the 3,000-Eight Banners, cooperated with Wu Keshan, Prince Zhuoliketu, and wiped out Abunai. After removing the major troubles, how can he not be ecstatic?

"Emperor, Sabusu, since Lang Tan is so capable of fighting, why not transfer them to Hetuala to help the battle?" Dong Efei said with a smile. This woman is not only charming, but also well-educated, gentle and strategic.

As Emperor Shunzhi grew older, he became less and less fond of discussing with Empress Dowager Zhaosheng, but liked to discuss with Concubine Dong E. For her, he even deposed Empress Borjijit Mengguqing, which annoyed Empress Zhaosheng and Prince Wu Keshan.

"What my beloved concubine said is that I immediately appointed the two of them as Meleezhen and asked them to lead their troops to Hetuala to help the battle." Emperor Shunzhi kissed Dong E's cheek hard. With a big stroke, Ao Bai's subordinates had three thousand elite Eight Banners.

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In the Borjiya area south of Nebchu, there are vast grasslands, and a wooden city is located in it. Among the wooden city are small wooden houses.

This is the settlement of the Daur Nelyud tribe. They originally lived in the mountains and forests near Nebchu. After the Rakshasa people arrived, they had to move south.

Gentmur is wearing a traditional Daurish leather robe and is wearing a guest.

He was inviting the four leaders of the Daur tribes Duboqian, Moriden, Nemore, and Huerhula tribes.

After thirty years of drinking, Gentmur went straight to the topic. The body covered by Shan Bankui's body burped a big hiccup, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Dear leaders, Zhangjing Sharhuda, Ningguta Anbang, asks us Daurs to send troops to reinforce Hetuara. After years of war, many people were killed and injured. Whether this soldier will be sent or not, let's make an idea."

Each of these four tribes is only more than 200 young and strong, which is slightly smaller than the Nereud tribe, which can produce more than 300 young and strong, so it is vaguely led by the Nereud tribe.

"The leader of Gentmure, who fought for the Qing Dynasty over the years, has died every year. Now, our Nemore tribe cannot even get together two hundred young and strong people. We can't send troops anymore. If we send them again, the men will die," said Heiji, the leader of the Nemore tribe.

"Yes, I have only one hundred and seventy young and strong people left in Dubosan," Mogur, the leader of Dubosan, also said sadly.

Seeing this, Gentmur took the opportunity to instigate: "The Qing Dynasty gave me some things every year, but we asked them to work hard. Every time we fought, the Daurs had to rush in front, and the dead were our sons. This could not be done. I mean that everyone was holding a group of soldiers and not sending a single soldier to them."

"But, Gentmur, what if we don't send troops, what should Shahrhuda sends troops to attack us? They have armor, guns, and artillery, and we don't have these, how can we fight against them?" Zorba, the leader of the Moriden tribe, and Idari, the leader of the Hurhula tribe, were a little scared.

"Haha, follow me." Gentmur proudly brought the four leaders to his warehouse.

I saw that it was filled with cotton armor, muskets, and even small cannons, which were weapons strictly prohibited by the Qing court from the Sorens.

"Chief Gentmur, where do you have so many treasures?" When the four leaders saw it, their eyes shone.

"Haha, it's true that I defected to Marshal Yang of the Ming Dynasty. He was so despised that he gave me eight hundred pairs of cotton armor, seven hundred muskets, and ten small cannons. In my opinion, the Ming Dynasty has strong soldiers and horses, and will sooner or later regain the world. You might as well join me and join the Ming Dynasty, how about it?"

Deadly silent, all the leaders did not answer.

Gentmuer bit his teeth, "If you are willing to follow me, I would like to give you 100 armor and 70 guns to each person, how about it?"

"I wish to listen to the orders of the great leader of Gentmur." At this moment, the four people immediately agreed and respectfully called him the great leader.

Gentmuer felt a little excited. These guys with shallow eyes were very attracted, so he took out a few more imperial edicts.

"Big leader, what is this?" Everyone was curious.

"This is an imperial edict from the Ming Dynasty to the officials, and it was also rewarded by Yang Dajiang. All the official positions have been filled out, and you just need to fill in the name to be valid. I am already a general of the Ming Dynasty, everyone, one guerrilla general. To be honest, there are only five imperial edicts from the general. If there is a leader who comes to vote, he can only be the general of the thousand general and the general."

Good, guerrilla general!

You should know that racial discrimination was extremely strong in the Qing army. As a Soren, being able to get to Niulu Zhangjing in the Qing army was basically considered as the worst. In history, in the 38th year of the Kangxi reign, Ma Budai, a general of the Manchurian Zhengbai Banner who was born in the Daur people, was recommended as the deputy governor of Qiqihar, Emperor Kangxi refused sternly, because he was not from a pure Manchurian.

It’s better to be the Ming Dynasty! If we don’t discriminate against our Daurs, we will directly be named a guerrilla general!

Everyone was overjoyed and filled in their names on the imperial edict, and they have since become officials of the Ming Dynasty.

Gentmur is a smart man. He now proposes that everyone should become sworn brothers, and share the blessings with each other and suffer difficulties.

The atmosphere reached its climax. The five leaders returned to the wooden house and ordered the servants to prepare incense tables and fruits and prepare for swornship. While preparing, they loudly discussed the major matters of the Ming and anti-Qing. These people were all rough men, without any scruples, and spoke loudly.

"Bao", "Ah!"

Suddenly the sound of the teacup falling to the ground came, followed by another scream, it was a female voice.

"Someone eavesdropped outside the house!"

"Catch spies!"

There was a strife inside the house.

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The "spy" was taken up, but he was the second daughter-in-law, the personal maid of Manchurian Sarhan Sarah.

"Damn it, how dare you eavesdrop on the leaders. Who sent you?"

Gentmur pulled out the steel knife.

"The leader spared his life, and it was the emperor's order that my servants eavesdropped. She said that after you came back this time, you didn't know where you got a batch of weapons, so that I could find out clearly."

It turned out that the Salhan cones who married various tribes in Manchuria not only played the role of marriage, but also acted as spies.

"Oh, guard against day and night, it's hard to guard against thieves!"

"Yes, big leader, if you don't get rid of your daughter-in-law, you will be unable to save your life!"

The leaders all advised Gentmur to destroy his relatives for justice.

In fact, there is no need to persuade him. Gentmur had long disliked his daughter-in-law Sara. This woman, relying on the power of the Qing Dynasty, was increasingly not taking her father-in-law seriously. She had already wanted to get rid of her. She sneered: "Don't worry, I will send someone to send her on the way. After you go back, you can clean up the Sarhans in the tribe."

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Gentmur called his eldest son Katan and his second son Zanta, and told him about the matter, and then asked Zanta directly: "Zanta, do you want your father or your wife?"

"Father, can you spare Sarah from death?"

A couple had a hundred days of gratitude for one night, and Zanta also wanted to plead for Sarah.

"Hmph, if she doesn't die, she will have to lose her head for her father. So, do you want a wife, don't want her father and her clan members?"

Gentmuer's face turned red and his right hand slowly drew his knife.

"Second brother, you are confused! How could you betray your father and your tribe members for a Manchu woman? If you kill her, the Daur girl will follow you." Katan quickly persuaded his younger brother.

When Zanta saw his father's expression and movements, she knew it was irreversible, so she had to say silly: "I listen to my father."

"Okay, this is my Gentmuer's son!"

Gentmur laughed and immediately called one-armed Nahara, "Nahara, you have brought people to deal with that 'Emperor'."

Since the last time I was watching Wulinmu City in Ningguta, I was knocked over by the "Emperor" and beaten over my property and whipped it with a whip, Nahara hated Sarah and went happily.

"Nahra, please take her far away and kill her. I can't bear to hear her scream! Also, dig a grave for her and bury her," Zanta begged.

"Yeah!"

Nahara sneered and agreed.

He walked into Sara's wing room, tied her hands and feet, put them in the sack, and carried them into the mountains.

As he walked further and further, Sara was very scared and kept calling for help and begging for mercy, but no one paid attention.

When he arrived on the mountain, Nahara grinned and put down Sara alone. Although only one hand was left, he had been a warrior and was very strong.

"Oh Nahara, as long as you let me escape, I will let Ama reward you with a lot of gold." Sarah made a promise in tears.

"Haha, why, the emperor is afraid? When I was rewarding Wulinmu City to bully slaves, I didn't expect that one day I would fall into the hands of the slaves, right?"

Nahara said jokingly.

"Dog slave, if you dare to kill me, the Qing Dynasty would not let you go!"

"Hahaha!"

Nahara laughed, "This arm of the slave was lost for the Qing Dynasty. It just so happened to ask for some reward from the Qing Dynasty. Daur women, the slave has slept a lot, and today I want to taste the Manchu "Emperor Aunt!"

It was late at night, and a new tomb was added on the nameless barren mountain in the south of Nebchu.
Chapter completed!