The cold wind is biting and the grassland is covered with frost.
Nieliehuha held his hands, leaned against the lee of the haystack, and looked at the ever-changing white clouds. Not long ago, it was like a sheep's head, docile and naive, but now, it has turned into an axe, seeming to want to split the sky.
Nothing in the sky is fixed, so it will change.
What about yourself?
Father Taiping's decision was wrong. He has been frightened by the Ming Dynasty and has lost his former glory. He just wants to move with his people.
When you migrate, you lose all hope, including the hope of coming back.
The Ming Dynasty had the ability to build cities in a short period of time. Western Xinjiang had only been in the hands of the Ming Dynasty for a few years. City after city had risen from the ground. They were all close to one foot high and equipped with firearms. For the cavalry, this was simply impossible. It's a nightmare.
Once the Oara ethnic group withdraws from Hangai Mountain and the grassland, the Ming Dynasty will definitely build a city near here, or even here, and their people will occupy the grassland, either herding cattle, sheep, or herding horses. It is not that the Ming Dynasty did not have grassland. It's not that there are no horse tamers, they can definitely live on the grassland.
By that time, Wala will not be able to come back here, and even taking a look here will be a crime for Ming's attack.
The future of Wala is to stay here.
Surrender, deep surrender, as long as the Oara people are preserved, as long as the Oara ethnic group is allowed to multiply, continue, and grow on this grassland, then the Oara will have a future and the day when they can retake the grassland!
Nie Liehu didn’t mind kneeling at the feet of the Ming Emperor, and he didn’t mind being a slave for thirty or even fifty years. As long as the Ming Dynasty didn’t raise the butcher’s knife to kill the Wala people, the dormant Wala would one day be reunited.
Rise up!
She is right, a man must know how to be forbearing, be as forgiving as Mahamu, so that he can face it calmly even if he is the enemy who killed his father!
"Nie Liehu, the envoy of the Ming Dynasty is going back. The leaders are preparing a farewell banquet. You and I should go and have a look."
Little Azhai, who was less than ten years old, ran over.
Nielie stood up suddenly and patted the hay on his body: "Azhai, has your mother gone?"
A Zhai nodded repeatedly: "Of course I'll go."
"Then let's go too."
Nie Lie suddenly laughed.
In the big tent, it was warm as spring.
Large pieces of mutton and beef were cooked in pots, and a wine jug was placed on the table, which contained goat's milk and mare's milk.
Mahamu, Batu Polo and Taiping came.
Because Churos tribe had always been respected, Mahamu and Princess Samur sat in the north.
Because of his special status, Yanji sat at the head of the east side.
Yanji was once the eldest son of the Great Khan, and her son Azhai was the grandson of the Great Khan of Mailibala. In terms of blood lineage alone, Azhai's status was higher than that of Mahamu and Bagha, the son of Princess Samur. Wood is even better.
Tupolo sat down next to Yanji, while Taiping sat in the first place in the west. The envoys of the Ming Dynasty, Hu Bi and Zhang Suan, entered the account and were placed on the right side of Taiping to show respect.
In addition, there were Feng Lu, Zhao Na Muri and others sitting with them, and four guards with spears stood on each side.
Hu Xi sat down and glanced at Tuboluo, who then looked at the table in front of Hu Xi. Hu Xi smiled slightly and looked at Mahamu: "I am here with the emperor's orders. I hope that the Ming Dynasty will be prosperous." There is no more sound of swordsmanship with Oara, and there is no more killing and bloodshed in the grassland. Now that the Tatars are gone, Oara's advance in Western Xinjiang has also failed.
Although defeated, Ming Dynasty still maintained calmness and patience, hoping that Wala could put down his arms, accept Ming Dynasty's management, and become a subject of Ming Dynasty. "
Mahamu was much more haggard than he had been three days ago. He was tortured by the difficulty of choosing. Faced with Hu Hui's lobbying again, Mahamu sighed: "Please go back and inform the Ming Emperor that Wala is bewitched. This It was an unjust act that offended the Western Border and made a big mistake. If the Ming Emperor can ensure that the Oara people are not harmed and do not leave the grassland, the Oara can consider retaining the number of weapons and war horses for self-defense and accept the management of the Ming Dynasty."
After Taiping heard this, he frowned. What is the difference between this kind of compromise and suicide?
Hu Xi to Maha
Mu was not satisfied with what he said and shook his head: "Wala can stay in the grassland, but he must give up all weapons. The number of war horses should also be decided by the court. All the materials you need can be obtained from wool, sheep, and cattle. When we come to trade with the Ming Dynasty, as long as you surrender, you will become the people of the Ming Dynasty, and salt, tea, and daily iron tools will no longer have unlimited access to the grassland."
Mahamu was unwilling to give up: "Give up all weapons, who will guarantee our safety?"
Hu Xi smiled and said: "As you become the people of the Ming Dynasty, the security issues will naturally be the responsibility of the Ming Dynasty sergeants."
Taiping turned sideways and asked coldly: "You mean, Wala surrenders to the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty will set up military camps on the grassland?"
Hu Xi met Taiping's sharp eyes and replied calmly: "On the land of the Ming Dynasty, there is nothing to make a fuss about setting up military camps, right? In the northeast, the Ming sergeants get along well with the Jurchen tribe. I believe that the Wara can do it too." "
Peace suddenly arises
Shen Shen: "The Ming Dynasty treats all the Oara people as prisoners, and every move is controlled by the Ming Dynasty! The grassland is free. If the Ming Dynasty treats the Oara people sincerely, why does it need to send a large army?"
Hu Xi sneered: "The Ming Dynasty was sincere towards Wala, so we had a peace treaty. But how did you do it? In order to prevent you from taking the capricious path of Wu Liangha and annoying the Ming Emperor, it is natural to set up a guard station to ensure that you There will be no more dissent. Of course, this is for your own good."
When Tupolo saw that Taiping still wanted to argue, he patted the table and said, "The Wara people have been there before, and it is reasonable for the Ming Dynasty to be wary. You want the Ming Dynasty to massacre the Wara people without force, and we are willing to listen to the Emperor Ming's call and obey the Ming Dynasty. The court's order. For peace, for the sake of the tribe, we need to bow our heads."
"Belittle your whole family! I won't agree! I would rather migrate away from my tribe than surrender to the Ming Dynasty. Mahamu, you are also an ambitious person! There is no other wolf above the first wolf! You either Lead the Wala people out of here, or give up your identity as the alpha wolf and let me lead the Wala!"
Taiping shouted angrily.
Mahamu squinted his eyes and looked at Taiping. This man had great ambitions. He not only wanted to migrate, he also wanted to replace him and become the King of Wala!
Hu Xi looked at Taiping and said in a deep voice: "Is migration the way to survive? How many times do I have to warn you before you will believe that as long as you are the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, as long as it is the will of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, no matter where you go, as long as you are Wherever the sun and moon shine, the Ming army will overtake you!"
"Mahamu, Tupolo, Taiping, you heard it clearly. This world
Above, the Ming Navy is invincible, and there is no way for you to survive on the sea. The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty has risen, the cavalry artillery has grown stronger, and there is no way for you to survive on the grassland. In the whole world, where can you go if it is not the royal land? "
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