Ma Rong didn't have much to say. He just wanted to tell Yibula what kind of emperor ruled the Ming Dynasty now.
But I don’t want to stop myself from thinking a lot.
In particular, Ma Rong's words about the memory deep in his blood... suddenly struck a chord in his heart.
Every Mongolian remembers the glory of the Golden Family, and also remembers how the two Han emperors pursued the descendants of the Golden Family more than a hundred years ago.
Now, even the older people like them have no memory of what their ancestors lived inside the Great Wall.
I just heard that there is no need to worry about running out of cloth and salt, and there is no need to worry about starving to death when there is not enough food in winter.
Now they are all hiding in the grasslands and Gobi, thanks to the gift of those two emperors.
I don’t feel a headache either.
In order to survive, he also killed Urus Borot, the second son of Dayan Khan.
This matter is not a secret, many people have seen it, and it will not be long before it reaches Dayan Khan’s ears.
When the time comes, this great Khan, who is as powerful as the Ming Emperor, will definitely hunt him down everywhere.
The night was so long and so painful.
When the sun shone again, the soldiers of the Ming army came to release him.
Yibula suddenly felt no excitement at all about regaining his freedom. Because the choice he faced was too difficult.
His body was limp and he was actually carried to Zhou Shangwen's tent.
In the camp, his clothes, weapons, and even his family were all there.
The three sons and four daughters were as excited as underage dolls when they saw him, and looking at them in clean clothes, they couldn't help but burst into tears.
They really don't have to die.
They can survive!
Zhou Shangwen sat on the main seat and said: "It's not a shame. This is what the Han people say: a gentleman's words are hard to follow. Since I promised to let you go, I will definitely do what I say. Your son and daughter They can all go with you. No one in the Ming army will stop me."
After the words fell, his expression remained calm but calm. He glanced at Ma Rong, who was in an inconspicuous position, from the corner of his eye.
"I am indeed ashamed of your Han people's mentality. You forced me to kill Urus Borot, and now you are willing to let us all go, because you know that we have no way to survive. Except... surrender to the Ming Dynasty. And no matter what the choice is, the Tatars are killing each other!”
Ma Rong, who was standing behind Sun Xilie, Ma Yihuai and Xu Zhenan, slightly curved his mouth.
Whether they are Tatars or Ming people, they are essentially the same.
In this era, most people just want to live and live well.
Zhou Shangwen was also a little surprised. He had no hope at first, but he didn't expect that this guy's mind was so quick that he could change his mind so easily?
"If you are willing to surrender, I will naturally welcome you. As for fighting each other, the left and right wings of Mongolia are not compatible. Without us, you will also fight each other."
"But how can I trust you? Your emperor is decisive in killing and hates the Tatars deeply. How can I trust that I can survive after surrendering?"
Everyone's mouths opened slightly, what the old guy said made sense.
Ma Rong also felt helpless, as if...exaggerated too much?
Zhou Shangwen said: "My emperor is a wise king. Since you have surrendered, you are going to fight with our army and go through life and death. As long as you don't rebel, how can I kill you?"
"I don't believe it!" Yibula's experience in the past few days made him feel extremely insecure. "Wait until next time, next time your emperor personally conquers the grassland, I want to listen to him face to face!"
Zhou Shangwen shook his head, "I can't promise you this. I can't say when or whether the Holy Emperor will personally conquer it."
"Then let my daughter be your emperor's concubine! If you give birth to a prince in the future, we people will definitely be in fear all day long."
Zhou Shangwen still shook his head, "Yi Bu La, what you said is something I can't decide. Whether His Majesty wants to marry a concubine or not, that depends entirely on the Holy One. No one in our camp can speak."
I don't feel a little disappointed,
Even though he was rejected twice, he was still the leader of a tribe after all.
"Then we'll have to see you next time. Then General Zhou, please be careful."
Zhou Shangwen bowed generously, "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. If I lose, I will take my head from my neck!"
"Farewell!"
With that said, Yibula was about to lead his children out of the camp.
The generals of the Ming army were a little disappointed, but a big victory was ahead of them, which was actually not bad.
Only Ma Rong was very anxious in the corner.
He needs to surrender without any hesitation, he needs it very much!
It’s not just a matter of having an additional combat force of several thousand men.
Nor is it just a matter of so-called merit.
More importantly, if there is such a force, then the Ming army will no longer have to rush around like headless flies in the vast grassland!
"Wait!"
In desperation, he shouted out angrily.
Everyone looked at him. Even his father, Ma Yihuai, was full of surprise. What is this kid going to do?
"I will not harm the Grand Master. If my Majesty, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, is willing to accept your daughter as his concubine, will you sincerely surrender?"
Yibula slowly turned around and said, "Men on the grassland also keep their words. Yes, this is what I said. If one of my daughters can become the imperial concubine of the Ming Dynasty, our Yongxiebu tribe will surrender with peace of mind."
"Father!" Yi Bu La Bu was anxious, his eldest son was anxious, "How can you bear to send your sister to serve the Han people?"
"Shut up!" Yibu glared, "What do you know?"
In fact, three of his four daughters became quiet. Except for the eldest one who was married, the remaining three lowered their heads.
Their experiences in the past few days have made them understand the four rules of survival.
Those tragic situations have made them determined that if they really need to make sacrifices, they would rather trade themselves for the chance of others living.
"Ma Rong!" Zhou Shangwen lowered his brows with a hint of the majesty of a superior official, "Neither you nor I can make the decision in this matter."
"Commander-in-Chief, please report this to me alone!"
Ma Rong was somewhat favored, so his request was met.
Others, including his father, were kicked out.
There were only two of them left in the camp.
"what do you want to say?"
Ma Rong was neither humble nor arrogant nor rushed, "I dare to ask the commander-in-chief, what kind of monarch is Your Majesty?"
Zhou Shangwen didn't hesitate at all, "His Majesty is extremely talented, wise and decisive. He is certainly a wise king. So what's going on?"
"Since ancient times, why has Mingjun ever cared about women?"
Zhou Shangwen's heart skipped a beat,
"What you mean is... But at the beginning of this year, the courtiers argued for a while to request His Majesty to have a concubine and have children as soon as possible. In the end, Your Majesty had no choice but to agree. Can you and I make this decision easily here?"
Ma Rong really didn't know what to say, "Since His Majesty is a wise and decisive leader, who can force him to do something he doesn't want to do? Did the ministers force him to do what happened to Zuo Shunmen back then?"
"Your Majesty pretends to have the world in mind, and there is no 'last resort' at all. The so-called last resort is just because Your Majesty thinks it is not important."
"Now a right-wing family wants to submit to the Ming Dynasty. The condition is that your majesty accepts their daughter as a concubine. It's not the Ming Dynasty that sent a princess to marry. What does it matter? Because the general feels that no matter how you look at it, your majesty will agree."
It turned out that it was better not to say anything. Anyway, I went back to report that they were not the emperor's family.
Now that Ma Rong said this, Zhou Shangwen suddenly felt that if he didn't do the right thing, he would probably be reprimanded by the emperor.
It would be okay if we were in Datong, although it was far away... but it was not too late to send a memorial.
But they are in the desert.
"Well..." Zhou Shangwen paced back and forth, caught in endless entanglements, "Can you agree to him first, give in to him, and then adapt to the situation?"
Ma Rong shook his head suddenly, "No! In addition to Yongxiebu, there are two tribes of thousands of households, Tumut and Ordos, on the right wing. We deceived one household of ten thousand, and pushed the remaining two households to Dayan Khan. In this way If you come, there will be endless troubles.”
This is true...
"Chief Military Officer." Ma Rong made a decision, "Let the future general take charge of this matter. It is not up to the future general to agree, and it is up to the general to report to the emperor. If the emperor does not agree, the general will The head of Qianqing Palace cannot kneel down and apologize with death!"
"No," Zhou Shangwen was puzzled, "Why do you have to be so extreme and just reject him? There is no way out after Yibuza returns, and he can only surrender in the end."
"It's different. The so-called long nights and many dreams. Dayan Khan is also a hero of the generation. What if he really has the mind to tolerate others? Or what if the Yongshebu tribe was wiped out by Dayan Khan? Then we don't have the 'leader to surrender' When the time comes, we will have to fight another battle like this one. After the battle is over, those leaders may not yet have the consciousness of not being assassinated..."
"This matter needs to be decided as soon as possible. One day's delay will lead to one day's change. Besides, you will be away from home, and you will not accept your orders! Your Majesty also understands this truth!"
"...So, you have to think carefully. Since ancient times, power has been wielded by the superiors. If you make the decision for the emperor like this, it is very likely that you will be killed."
Many thoughts flashed through Ma Rong's mind,
If he does not do this, and does not attack and surrender, then their expedition will eliminate more than a thousand Tatars and establish a weak connection with the Yonsheb tribe. What will be left for the rest?
Even the cattle and sheep were all returned because they wanted to win over others.
If the suppression campaign reaches this level, what's the point of sending out hundreds of thousands of taels of silver?
But it will be different after the Yongshebu tribe surrenders. From now on, he can lead the Tatar cavalry, and will have a demonstration effect on the Ordos and Tumut tribes, making them believe that they can live well if they surrender to the Ming Dynasty.
It can be said that the situation in the grassland has been changed a little bit by his promotion! !
"General Zhou, I've thought about it!"
Zhou Shangwen is also a knowledgeable military attache. He understands many things with just a little reminder.
"The general did not misjudge the person."
After saying this, he called people outside the tent, "Let them all come in."
