Emperor Chongzhen was too extreme.

Chapter 99 It's going to rain in Ordos, Mongolia, don't cry for me.

What should we focus on?
What concentration?!

Who should be gathered together?

Isn't there only twelve two-hour periods in a day? How can you cultivate the land for eleven hours?!

Oh, so Your Majesty was referring to foreign tribes.

That's fine.

Listen to His Majesty's explanation.

Sun Chuanting was also stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

no way.

This approach is still a bit too advanced for this day and age.

Sun Chuanting knew about the purges and crackdowns, and he had even heard of the sale of "foreign meat" in some border areas, as recorded in historical books.

However, this method of bringing together different ethnic groups and making unified plans for their utilization is problematic.

This was indeed his first time encountering it.

This is incredibly efficient! And it perfectly meets the current needs of Shaanxi.

After His Majesty had thoroughly explained to him how to implement it in detail and some of the specifics,

Sun Chuanting once again fell into a long silence.

Why didn't I think of that idea?!

Your Majesty is right!

If we bring those foreign tribes to Yan'an Prefecture to farm, then the people of Yan'an Prefecture won't have to work anymore.

Just stay home every day and wait to get through this winter.

This way, we can save a lot of food.

After all, the less you move, the less you eat.

Moreover, with one side gaining and the other losing, the other gains and loses.

The people's demand for food decreased, but the amount of grain that Yan'an Prefecture could harvest the following year increased.

If you cultivate for eleven hours a day, you can grow so much land that it's practically bare.

The disaster situation in Yan'an Prefecture is indeed severe.

But crops will eventually grow; it's just a matter of the harvest.

As for the issue of food consumption by those alien races, there's no need to worry.

The Ming Dynasty has given you all the land to cultivate for free, so you can't possibly still be thinking about eating, can you?
You've had all the good things to enjoy?!

Sun Chuanting became increasingly excited as he thought about it.

He wished he could fly to the grasslands right now and capture all those alien races.

My heart was filled with turmoil.

After leaving the royal carriage.

Sun Chuanting, who had come to his carriage alone, was also constantly thinking about this grand plan in his mind, unable to stop for a long time.

Where should these 10,000 people be placed to farm, and how should those other 10,000 people be utilized?
Yes. With this high-quality labor force, there's enough to dredge several canals.

They indulged in this daydreaming for a full hour or two.

Sun Chuanting then forced himself to slowly fall asleep.

We'll be arriving at Yansui Military Town around tomorrow.

Therefore, we must be in top form to deal with the situation ahead.

Sun Chuanting still didn't know how to defeat the foreign tribes.

But he had complete faith that His Majesty was absolutely capable of accomplishing this.

at the same time.

In the Yansui military town.

Du Wenhuan wrote that letter of repentance and sent it to the emperor.

But like a stone sinking into the sea, no response came for a long time.

Not only that.

In order to save their lives.

He even went so far as to put up a good word with Xiao Hongzi, who had slapped him a few days earlier.

Despite trying various methods, no response was received.

But Du Wenhuan became even calmer.

Because from his perspective.

Sending people to privately welcome the emperor's arrival on one's own was indeed somewhat arrogant.

But since the emperor did not kill him immediately, it was simply because he was trying to dampen his spirits with these actions.

Du Wenhuan had this confidence because of this.

It was because they, along with their entourage, were indispensable to the Yansui military town, to Shaanxi, to the emperor, and even to the Ming Dynasty.

Because the Yansui military town could only be defended by them.

The emperor's methods of suppressing officials were indeed ruthless, and his use of cannons to ambush and kill Du Siyuan and others was indeed vicious.

But these things don't prove anything.

In a real battlefield, these are just common tactics.

Does the emperor even know what real war is?!
Has he ever witnessed the carnage and carnage that erupts during a cavalry charge?

Do they think that by using the same methods of killing internal officials, they can suppress foreign tribes in the same way?
That's far too far-fetched.

Did the emperor ever go to the front lines?!
No!

Therefore, it was impossible for the people brought by the emperor alone to withstand the onslaught from the various tribes of the grasslands.

Think of this.

Du Wenhuan then began to pray in his heart that the tribes of the grasslands would hurry up and invade the pass to plunder again, preferably tonight.

such.

Only in this way can his value be fully realized.

And at that time.

That was when he truly sounded the horn of counterattack.

Du Wenhuan rubbed his fingers together and looked at the group of confidants in front of him.

Meeting Du Wenhuan's gaze, everyone nodded solemnly—everything was understood without words.

And immediately.

Du Wenhuan's gaze fell on the slave soldiers serving him, and a nameless rage surged in his heart.

Although he couldn't possibly kill anyone indiscriminately at a time like this, a beating was still inevitable.

Seeing this, the people inside did not say anything to stop them.

The atmosphere lately has been so depressing, I need to vent.

Just when all factions within Yan'an Prefecture felt they were making steady progress.

The Hetao Mongolian region.

The Ordos region is also showing a promising and thriving outlook.

Since the auspicious birth of the last child with five offspring.

Erlinchen has been looking very cheerful lately.

no way.

For tribes, population is everything, nothing is more important.

How to feed the population after its dramatic increase was simply not within Erlinchen's consideration.

No food? Just rob the Ming Dynasty!

No cloth? Just go and rob the Ming Dynasty, won't you?

without.
Anyway, just go find the Ming Dynasty.

For Erlinchen at present, his focus is mainly on two things.

One option is to wait for the tribe to develop for another two or three years.

He was about to have a showdown with Ligdan Khan of the Chahar tribe to determine the true overlord of the grasslands.

Erlinchen was very clear about it.

Under these circumstances, the various tribes of the grasslands must unite in order to develop further.

The blood of the Golden Family flowed in his veins, and he could not stand by and watch as the Later Jin gradually encroached on their territory.

The second point is the news that the Ming Dynasty emperor has come to Shaanxi.

This gave him a glimpse of an extraordinary opportunity.

True.

A few days ago, at the Six Grassland Tribes Conference, everyone jointly passed the decision to send the Ordos Tribe to Shaanxi Province to gather intelligence first.

However, Erlinchen was not prepared to act in accordance with the decisions made at the meeting.

Because he had an even grander plan in mind.

Erlinchen intends to use this plunder to directly capture the emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

no way.

He was forced into this idea by that guy Lin Danhan.

Lin Dan's temper flared faster than a woman turning over in bed.

Who knows what kind of trouble he might cause when that time actually comes?!

Therefore, if they were to eliminate the emperor first, the power of the Ordos tribe would surely grow even more rapidly.

This would allow his first idea to be realized more quickly.

Thinking about these things.

Erlinchen also summoned all the wise and resourceful people in the tribe into the camp to discuss the next steps with them.

After Erlinchen expressed his intention to go directly to the emperor once he entered Shaanxi.

One of the advisors spoke with a somewhat solemn expression: "Jinong, I've heard that the Emperor of the Great Ming seems to have quite a few tricks up his sleeve."

"Rumor has it that he even dealt with the Prince of Qin in Xi'an Prefecture, wiping out his entire clan."

This statement came out.

A Han Chinese strategist named Song Xianze inside the tent was taken aback.

Fortunately, Song Xianze, who was sitting at the very end, was not particularly noticeable.

So even now, with his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, his whole body trembled slightly.

But no one noticed his unusual behavior at all.

Prince Zhu Cunshu of Qin!
For Song Xianze, this was a name he would silently repeat countless times in his heart every night before going to sleep!

Because he was different from many Han Chinese strategists who fled to the grasslands only to seek wealth or survival.

Song Xianze's journey from Shaanxi to the Hetao region was entirely thanks to Zhu Cunshu!
Song Xianze was originally from Xi'an Prefecture.

Although his life wasn't particularly wealthy, it was quite fulfilling. He passed the imperial examination at the young age of twenty and married his childhood sweetheart.

If life continues peacefully like this, he might even pass the imperial examination in a few years and give his family a better life.

But when a story like this reaches this point, things often take an unexpected turn.

As for Song Xianze...

The biggest upheaval in his life was the death of Prince Zhu Cunshu, the Prince of Qin.

last year.

When studying away from home.

Song Xianze was away from home for three months.

When I returned home.

He was shocked to learn that his wife had been forcibly taken to the Qin Prince's mansion and brutally raped to death!
Even his young daughter couldn't escape the calamity!
This great change has occurred.

Song Xianze's life immediately collapsed.

But Song Xianze did not simply die; with his wife and daughters murdered, he naturally wanted to do everything in his power to avenge them!
To avenge this irreconcilable feud, he had no choice but to become a fugitive.

They eventually made their way to the grasslands.

He joined Erlinchen's forces and became an insignificant strategist.

Actually.

Given Song Xianze's abilities, if he truly wanted to serve Erlinchen well, he wouldn't be so neglected now.

But on the other hand...

Song Xianze himself came from a poor background and had a simple sympathy for the people of Shaanxi Province.

Therefore, he did not suggest any plan to Erlinchen to plunder the people on a large scale.

on the other hand.

Song Xianze was blinded by hatred.

He talked to Erlinchen the most these past two years.

The plan was to have Erlinchen unite with the various tribes of the grasslands and head directly south to Xi'an Prefecture to skin and dismember the Prince of Qin—because the Prince of Qin's palace had a lot of money and grain.

However, for Erlinchen, these two proposals were not entirely in his best interest.

Therefore, Song Xianze usually sat in the last row when attending meetings.

And now.

After hearing that the King of Qin's entire clan had been wiped out by the new emperor, Song Xianze...

The deep-seated obsession that had once been in his heart had now transformed into gratitude towards the new emperor.

He only wanted revenge! He only wanted to kill Prince Zhu Cunshu of Qin!
Whoever helps him kill Zhu Cunshu, his life will belong to them!
now.

The thought that the new emperor had helped him kill Zhu Cunshu made Song Xianze tremble, and he wanted to do something to help this mysterious monarch.

no way.

His entire family was wiped out, and his wife and daughters died in the most painful way. The obsession in Song Xianze's heart was too deep.

Song Xianze glanced up at Erlinchen in the main seat, then immediately lowered his head again, calming himself down and avoiding drawing attention.

For Song Xianze...

His only valuable asset at the moment seems to be his understanding of the Ordos tribe.

If all the information about the strength of the Ordos tribe and Erlinchen's preparations to march south were revealed to the emperor who had helped him avenge his blood feud...

In that case, Song Xianze could be considered to have repaid his debt of gratitude.

After he dies, he will have the face to face his wife and daughters.

It just so happened.

A fluttering moth flew into the tent, flapped its wings a few times, and then flew out again.

Song Xianze stared at the moth, lost in thought.

Who knows if the flapping of this moth's wings will soon unleash a fierce storm on the grasslands?
Meanwhile, Erlinchen, seated at the head of the table, listened to his subordinates talking about the new emperor destroying the Prince of Qin, and scoffed dismissively:
"The emperors of the Ming Dynasty were always only good at fighting among themselves, so there's no need to worry."

Say it.

Erlinchen waved his hand, indicating that everyone no longer needed to discuss the matter.

no way.

Over the years, they have robbed the Ming Dynasty dozens of times.

Each time, it was as easy and carefree as taking a dump on the vast grasslands.

At this point, it would be utterly absurd to expect Erlinchen to develop any wariness towards the Ming Dynasty.

There is.

The information that Erlinchen received was not accurate.

Because the border was blocked.

The information Erlinchen knew about the killing of the King of Qin had even been passed down from Shaanxi to Shanxi, from Shanxi to the Later Jin, and finally from the Later Jin to the grasslands.

Therefore, the various tribes of the grasslands were completely unaware of all the details and the major events that had recently occurred in Shaanxi.

And most importantly.

From the perspective of strength.

Erlinchen had absolutely no need to worry about any damned Ming Dynasty emperor.

He commanded thousands of soldiers, and the Yansui Military Town was the only bulwark of the Ming Dynasty. The general Du Wenhuan was also in league with them. Shaanxi was plagued by drought, and the officials were a bunch of useless people.
In this situation, what is there to worry about?!

answer me!
In fact, Erlinchen felt that he had been quite prudent in holding this meeting to encourage open discussion.

Ever since.

As Jinan Agricultural University spoke.

Inside the tent, people began to dream about the bright future they would have in a few days, when they would successfully capture the Ming emperor.

Hearing these compliments, Erlinchen couldn't help but feel elated.

Let's not even talk about the matter of sealing off the city of Gunnar.

He had long coveted the land of the Ming Dynasty.

Although the drought in Shaanxi is quite severe, if he were to take charge, he would surely achieve great success and sweep away the devastation.

They will then graze their livestock on the grasslands.

Then let those lowly people in Shaanxi farm the land.

After planting the crops, they harvested all the grain to feed the tribe's people.

Then his Ordos tribe will experience a population boom, and at that time, he will surely annex all other tribes one by one.

Even Ligdan Khan had to submit to him.

He's a bastard!

He wanted to become the greatest Khan among all the Mongol tribes after Genghis Khan!
The meeting reached its climax with Erlinchen's grandiloquent remarks.

After the meeting, Song Xianze, who had remained silent, quietly rode a fast horse toward the Yansui military town.

at the same time.

Just as Erlinchen was fantasizing about becoming the Great Khan of the Mongols.

In the Chahar tribe, Ligdan Khan also convened a meeting.

They were also describing their own dreams.

However, regarding Ligdan Khan's claim that "after the Ordos tribe, which was of equal status to the Ming Dynasty, went to the Ming Dynasty to gather information, they betrayed him and stole all the credit from the Chahar tribe," Ligdan Khan's statement is inaccurate.

Inside the tent, a Han Chinese strategist named Zhang Yi directly advised, "Great Khan, we already reached an agreement with the other five tribes a few days ago. If any further changes occur at this time..."

Zhang Yi was not originally named Zhang Yi.

He was originally a scholar from Yan'an Prefecture, surnamed Zhang.

In order to emulate the great achievements of his predecessor who held the seals of six states, Zhang Yi changed his name to this.

In other words, Zhang Yi was someone who wanted to improve himself.

However, the channels for advancement within Yan'an Prefecture were completely blocked by a group of gentry and officials.

So Zhang Yi ran all the way to the grassland.

at first.

He only worked in a small tribe, but the prospects for advancement were too limited.

Zhang Yi then traveled a long way to reach the Chahar tribe.

After arriving, Zhang Yi's horizons were truly broadened.

How could someone like Lin Dan become a Khan?!

This man's exaggerated fickleness, his impetuousness, and his unbearable tyranny were unprecedented in Zhang Yi's life.

Just like it is now.

Zhang Yi had just finished offering his objective advice when Lin Danhan immediately grabbed a knife and started chopping at the table.

"I will handle the affairs of the various departments myself! How dare you interfere?!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yi quickly apologized, bowed, and withdrew, saying, "Good! I completely agree! Well said!"

Then he retreated into the crowd and silently sang praises to Ligdan Khan, just like everyone else.

Although he was all smiles, Zhang Yi was actually furious inside.

Lin Dan, I'll fuck your mother to death!
If you had just listened to one word I said, the six tribes of the grasslands would have been completely integrated long ago, and things wouldn't be like this now!
You think you're above everyone else?!

Go ahead and force yourself on your mother!
For strategists like Zhang Yi...

The strategies and proposals he painstakingly put forward were repeatedly rejected by his superiors, who even humiliated him.

Then there's no need for me to stay.

Simultaneously.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but recall the rumor circulating on the grasslands recently: the new Ming emperor arrived in Shaanxi and killed the King of Qin.

The astute Zhang Yi instantly gleaned a useful piece of information: this emperor seemed to be someone who could accomplish great things.

Then he looked at Lin Danhan, who was celebrating wildly, and narrowed his eyes.

They took advantage of this fool's personality, coupled with the conflicts between the six tribes of the grasslands.

But he was able to do a lot for the Ming Dynasty.

It all depends on whether the new emperor will listen.

Think of this.

Zhang Yi, who was extremely proactive, no longer hesitated and decided to try it himself.

Regardless, he was able to go on tour outside the palace just months after ascending the throne, and he even managed to kill a prince.

He doesn't seem like an incompetent person at all.

So they waited until the banquet ended.

Zhang Yi packed his valuables, stole a fast horse, and galloped directly towards the Yansui military town.

The horse's hooves trod through the grass, startling a flock of moths.

Zhang Yi looked up at the gloomy sky.

It's going to rain heavily on the grassland!

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