At this time, An Sanxi looked at Alslen, who was kneeling in front of him, a little stunned.
Alslen's face was ashen, he had been caught. It was over, and what he couldn't let go of at this moment was his wife and a pair of children.
He underestimated these little brats, so four or five nooses were thrown at him and tied up tightly.
They were dragged ashore and then escorted here.
It's warm here, with a cast-iron stove burning briquettes. The iron stove was burning red, and the intense heat spread out in all directions.
The tin kettle on the stove was steaming.
His almost frozen body gradually recovered.
"Raise your head," a somewhat familiar voice said in Mongolian.
Als raised his head in shock, and a somewhat familiar face came into view.
"Alsileng, how could it be you? Why did you come here? Is the prince okay?" An Sanxi asked hurriedly.
An Sanxi didn't wait for his answer, Alsileng was still in a daze.
An Sanxi saw this and said loudly: "Bring a piece of hair in, loosen his ties, wipe him clean, and find some warm clothes. Let the cooking team cook a pot of ginger soup."
Alslen finally came to his senses this time. He cried loudly, hugging An Sanxi's thigh and cried: "Last year, Lin Danhan conquered Guihua City on his expedition to the west. The Taijis all rebelled. The prince was poisoned to death. , the princess committed suicide, and the prince fled to the Junggar tribe in Mongolia, the desert. The prince's young daughter was forcibly married here and became a house-filler for the seventy-year-old man in Irgentaiji. The prince's bodyguards were dispersed. It's coming. Brother, you disappeared in Datong. We all thought you were dead. Why are you here?"
Wang Hao and others discovered that this man was actually the leader's brother on the grassland, and hurriedly swarmed him, untied him, and dried him with a towel. Someone also brought him a set of Mongolian clothes and leather robes to put on.
"Brother, don't rush to tell me. When you get to me, you will be safe. No one can do anything to you. Drink some wine first and warm yourself up. It has been ten years since I left the Torgut tribe. Let the reminder team prepare some food, and we'll talk while drinking.
The night was already deep, and An Sanxi and Alsileng were chatting about what had happened over the years under the dim light.
As soon as the prince died, An Sanxi lost all his last feelings for the Turgut tribe. All he cared about now was the prince's orphans and the brothers he had brought up.
"Brother, although you are a member of the Ming Dynasty, the prince has treated you well since he took you from that bastard master. The prince is the last family in the Torgut tribe with the blood of the golden family. You must avenge the prince and find him. Little prince, all the Na Ke'er and soldiers in the prince's guard will support you." Alsileng suddenly knelt in front of An Sanxi, cut his cheek with a knife, and said loudly.
An Sanxi is a person who must repay kindness and revenge.
Alslen knew very well that he could be the captain of the soldiers back then. He was a hero on the grassland and a Zhebie (the Mongolian name for a sharp archer) that everyone admired.
"Get up, my brother, although I have returned to my mother's clan, I will not forget that I still have a name called Nai Renbaat'er. I will not forget the kindness of the prince and my brothers. I am the murderer of the prince. I will not let them go. Whether it is Lin Dan Khan or the Taijis of the Torgut tribe, I want them to be responsible for their despicable acts. I will explain all this to my master, and he will support me. We Let’s deal with the old dog Irgentaiji first, and sooner or later I will take an iron cavalry across the grassland to Guihua City and King Kong White City to seek justice.” An Sanxi said.
"Don't beg, is she doing well?" An Sanxi asked.
In Mongolia, the daughter of the Great Khan and the prince is called Bieqi, which means princess.
The old prince only had one pair of children.
An Sanxi still remembers that ten years ago, she was only four or five years old. As the prince's guard captain, An Sanxi was very familiar with the prince's family.
The little princess likes to ride on his neck and play on the grassland. In this flash, ten years have passed, and she should have grown into a flower on the grassland.
"After Bieqi got married, that old man Irgentaiji never came to Bieqi's yurt even once. He was no longer a man. But his eldest son was eyeing Bieqi covetously and was obsessed with him all day long. I was thinking that one day the old guy would kick his legs and take advantage of him." Alsileng said angrily.
"How dare the crow covet the phoenix in the sky? Look how I will kill him," An Sanxi said contemptuously.
"Brother, go back and say this first," An Sanxi said in Alsileng's ear.
"What, to be honest, didn't that reveal your true situation to that old guy?" Alsileng said in surprise. He would never betray his brother.
"No, no, no, you don't know. I haven't used my true strength at all. Tomorrow, just tomorrow, when those bastards who bully you call, I will let you open your eyes and take a good look. Bullying me is What happened to Renbaat'er's men?" An Sanxi said, shaking his head.
"Okay, I'll go back right away, brother, take care of yourself," Alslen said. "When they are defeated tomorrow, I will lead my centurions to attack them from behind. I wish you a helping hand."
"Okay, go back and make arrangements. Arrange your subordinates in advance and protect them." An Sanxi hugged Alsleng.
Watching Alslen disappear into the night.
Huang San came over and asked: "Can this person be trusted?"
"Don't worry, he and his centurions were all soldiers I personally selected under the old prince, and they were trained by me. I had five centurions under my command back then, but now they are all scattered everywhere. No. The prince is gone. As long as they see me, they will bring their people and come to me."
Huang San nodded happily and said: "Great, if we can gather these five hundred cavalry, our strength will be greatly improved, and we will be more confident in guarding this grassland for the development and establishment of the grassland. A place to stay.”
In the middle of the night, Qiqige heard coughing outside the felt door, and she got up excitedly. Suddenly she opened the door and saw that her husband was really back with all his beard and tail. She could no longer suppress her feelings and cried while hugging him.
"Okay, Qiqige, let's go in first. Guess who I met today?" Alsileng gently stroked her back and said softly.
She obediently let go of her husband, entered the house, and lit the dim butter candle.
An Sanxi told her what happened today.
"Ah, Zhebie is actually still alive. Why did he betray the prince and flee back to Han Dynasty? The prince treated him well. Can we still trust him after so many years?" Qiqige was obviously a little unable to react. .
"After all, he is a Han. He was brought to the grassland. He has parents and relatives in the Han area. After I saw him today, I found that he is still the same person as before. He has not changed at all. He is still the hero on the grassland. My eyes can never see the wrong person."
Qiqige said with fascination: "Yes, many girls on the grassland wanted to get into his felt bag at night, but he never showed pretense to women. Now it seems that he does not want to live on the grassland forever. He wants to go home."
Alsileng said: "You still remember, a few months before he disappeared, a caravan from the Fan family of Shanxi merchants came to celebrate the prince's birthday and brought an opera troupe to sing. I remember, where did the shopkeeper of the Fan family come from? The play is called Shiro Visits His Mother. It tells the story of a Han hero who lives in a foreign country and marries a princess, but he misses his hometown and cannot reunite with his family members. He asks the princess for an arrow to go see his mother."
Qiqige nodded. There were very few entertainment activities on the grassland. Even though it had been ten years, she still clearly remembered the lively situation and the troupe.
"At that time, I saw that when Yang Silang knelt in front of the princess on the stage and begged for the arrow, Nai Renbaat'er cried. The hero on the grassland bleeds but does not shed tears. At that time, he should have thought of his mother. After he surrendered to the prince, He has done ten great things for the prince and made seven great contributions. He is worthy of the prince's kindness. It's just a pity that if he was still there, when Lin Dan Khan called last year, at least he could keep the prince's family safe. "
Qiqige nodded, Zhebie from the Torgut tribe, this name was definitely not brought by the strong wind, it was the result of countless military exploits.
"Who is his current master? Can he be trusted?"
"Nai Renbaat'er, if you make a promise, there will be no problems. This has been proven time and again on the grassland. His promise is more precious than gold."
Qiqige nodded. They didn't need to think too much, as long as they trusted Zhebie.
"Don't ask us to do anything"
"As soon as it gets light, I will go to see that old bastard in Irgentaiji and tell him the situation. He will definitely attack Jebe tomorrow. That is when he will die. None of Jebe's enemies on the grassland have escaped. His arrows. He asked me to tell you that you arm the people and surround them outside Bieqi’s yurt and protect Bieqi. Tomorrow will be a life and death battle."
"Okay, while it's dark, I'll go and notify our subjects and secretly move the yurt around Bie Beg's golden tent. The outside will be loose and the inside will be tight to protect Bie Beg."
Alslen took out two flintlock muskets, gave them to her, and taught her how to use them. Said: "You take the child and move it to Bieqi's big tent, and protect her personally. Whoever wants to do harm to Bieqi, kill him with a musket."
