"ridiculous!"

"Talindang Batuer also regarded himself as a Mongolian Khan and did not look in the mirror to see himself. What's better than the Emperor of the Apocalypse of the Ming Dynasty!"

In the city of Guihua, inside the mansion of Sunit tribe, there was a burst of laughter.

"That's right, Emperor Tianqi succeeded to the throne at the age of sixteen. In less than seven years, he brought the Ming Dynasty to this point. The Chahar tribe should be reduced to the north to survive!"

The envoys of the Chahar tribe looked at the disrespectful lords of all the left wing tribes, and were shocked and angry, pointing at them:

"Kangkar, your clan is highly valued by Genghis Khan. He is Sunitnoyan for the world and a left-behind minister. Have you now turned your oath back?"

Hearing this, Kangkar was furious. He snorted coldly and slapped the table, "Shut up, Chahar's soft dog!"

"It is because of Genghis Khan's face that I can let you enter Guihua City. Otherwise, I will definitely peel you off and cramp you and feed my oxen eagle!"

"What did you say? I am the envoy of the Great Khan of the Mongolian Republic!" The envoy took a few steps back, but hit a man.

The man didn't move at all, and pushed him away with a loud laugh, but it was Garza, the lord of the Abaga tribe of the left-wing powerful tribe. "It seems that our great khan is still dreaming of Chahar as the most powerful tribe!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone continued to laugh, looking at the envoys of Chahar tribe who had a blue face and said one after another.

"Go back, don't be embarrassed here!"

"We have all joined the Ming Dynasty and no longer respect the Khan Lindan Batuer!"

"Go and tell him that the account of attacking our left wing last time has not been settled with Chahar. This time, Chahar is seeking death by himself, but we can't blame us!"

"Get out!"

The envoys of the Chahar tribe looked at the lords of the left wing divisions surrounding him, and were so scared that they did not even dare to say anything harshly, and ran out of the mansion.

Kangar looked around and said loudly:

"The Chahar tribe claims to be the most powerful rank in the grassland, but it is just a strong outside and a strong man. Lin Danhan issued another edict, which is like a lamb scolding a group of wolves, which makes people laugh!"

"Everyone, Uchiye is in trouble. As an allies, we must not help!"

Garza also said: "What the religious ministers said is that we have all been enthroned by the Ming Dynasty, so we must do our best. My Abaga tribe is going to fight this battle!"

"The Chahar tribe has perished itself, and God cannot do it!"

......

Not only among the left-wing tribes in Guihua City, but also among the other tribes in the south of the desert that originally worshipped the Chahar tribe, the envoys of the Chahar tribe were not very courteous.

"This..." The chief of the Keshkten tribe, Zhuote, looked at the arrogant envoy in front of him, and looked embarrassed, "Our division followed with all its strength when he attacked the left wing last time, and suffered heavy injuries. It was really unsustainable!"

"Please go out and have a look. All the male members in our department are less than 20,000. If you follow them to the battle again, there will be no one left in the department, so I'm afraid..."

The envoy refused to give in and sneered:

"I think the patriarch Zhuote doesn't take the big sweat seriously. You know, I, Cha Hanhaote, can be not far from here, and more than 100,000 Chahar Iron Cavalry, can arrive day and night!"

"All these excuses are just excuses that the patriarch Zhuote is unwilling to obey the imperial edict?"

After all, he is a grassland man, how could he have ever suffered such humiliation?

Zhuote stood up in anger without thinking, slapped the table and shouted:

"I, Keshkten, always respected the Khan's orders and obeyed everything, but how did Khan treat my tribe?"

"Three years ago, attacking the left wing, saying that you Chahar was the leader, but under Datong City, the people who were injured were all members of our tribes!"

"Also, when you retreat, Chahar was the first to run away, abandoning the tribes of our tribes, without any pensions afterwards, and even without a word of comfort."

"What else can I follow with such a big sweat?"

"Ambassador, since you are talking like this, then go back for me and tell Lin Danhan that the Keshkten tribe will no longer participate in the war between Chahar and Uziyet!"

"Please go back!"

The envoy did not expect that Zhuote would suddenly be so tough. He was immediately angry and shouted:

"Zote! Do you know who you are against? You are against Chahar, the strongest tribe on the grassland!"

"Chahar is the true story of the Golden Family. We still have more than 100,000 cavalry. Do you, Keshkten, want to destroy the clan?"

Zhuote thought about it and asked:

"Then I dare ask the ambassador, the three guards in the north and the left wing tribes, did not obey his Khan's decree. Are there any people who have been exterminated now?"

Upon hearing this, the envoy Chahar was speechless, but heard Zhuote continue:

"Haha, you and I know that Chahar is just an octogenarian. He dares not attack Chechen in the north and invade the Ming Dynasty in the south."

"As long as we are affiliated with the Ming Dynasty, do you Chahar dare to be an enemy of the Ming Dynasty?"

"This is this...!" The envoy was speechless for a moment and walked away with his sleeves.

When he left, the child beside him asked, "Father, Chahar is an eagle and white horse on the grassland after all. Will it bring disaster to their tribe members as enemies?"

Zhuote sighed and said:

"I could see clearly what kind of person Lin Danhan is last time. Even if I obey the edict, I will be the only one who will die in the end. The people of Tachahar will get supplies."

"Now the Ming Dynasty is at its peak. We can only abandon the herds' place, enter the pass south, and have a way to attach the Ming Dynasty!"

......

A few days later, envoys who went to various ministries to pass on their imperial edicts returned one after another, but almost all the news that made Lindan Batuer even more furious.

None of the left wing and the northern tribes were obeyed, and even the two guards of Duoyan and Taining, among the northern tribes, hanged his envoys in front of the white tent to show the intention of breaking up.

Even the tribes in the south of the Monan who followed him diligently since he inherited the Khan throne, their attitude this time was mostly uncertain.

Only the patriarchs of Aohan and Naiman tribes continued to express their followers of the Chahar tribe.

What surprised Lindanbatuer even more was that Keshketen, the strong Mo Nan tribe who had followed the Chahar tribe invaded the south in the previous two times, actually clearly expressed his rejection this time.

Most of the rest were subject to the imperial edict and did not send out the people, or simply left the envoys to meet for a few days without meeting them, and did not refuse, but they would not obey them again.

"Hmph!" Lin Danbatuer snorted coldly and said:

"I have passed the order to send troops to the Naiman tribe and destroy Keshkten. The generals of Chahar tribe and the Naiman tribe are equally divided!"

The news reached the Naiman tribe. Without saying a word, Andal, the leader of the Naiman tribe, dispatched more than 24,000 cavalry from the headquarters to go straight to Keshkten.

When he arrived, he found that Keshketten had already left empty house.

After seeing off the Chahar tribe, Zhuote knew that Chahar would sooner or later revenge, and had to abandon the tribe's pastoral land that had been in the century. The entire tribe would migrate south to find a safe place.

Obviously, this safe place is the left wing and the northern tribes united under the leadership of the Ming Dynasty.

The world is very big. As long as they are willing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, there will always be their place to stay.
Chapter completed!