"Dear Eastern friends, I am Kuchum Khan from the Siberian Khanate. We have traveled thousands of miles to the East, and we have absolutely no malice. Please do not take action by all Eastern friends!"

Kuchum Khan also fought hard. He had never seen any weapon that fell from the sky. If it fell into the team, it would be impossible to resist.

Since he was not the opponent, letting the opponent stop was the only choice. He did not pull out his weapon, and rushed out of the team alone.

Seeing Kuchum rushing out of the team, people from the Siberian Khanate were shocked, and Belutik even tightened his weapons and wanted to pull Khan back.

But he knew that Kuchum was right. He suffered a series of defeats, and they were already at the end of their journey and had no power to fight again.

The scene instantly became quiet. Apart from the hurried neighing of the war horses, only the heavy breathing sound remained.

Silence suppressed everyone's heart, and even forgot to breathe!

After waiting for a while, Kuchum's nervous expression eased a little. The Orientals did not continue the attack, which was a good start.

Just as he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, two loud noises came from afar. Kuchum felt a chill in his heart and said to himself: "It's over!"

The others also looked forward in horror. They turned their heads around without lying, and they would immediately escape as soon as the enemy appeared.

Belutik rushed out with his legs and his horse's belly. He wanted to bring back Kuchum Khan. With him, the Siberian Khanate would not perish.

"Boom! Boom!" Two loud bangs, the shells hit more than ten steps away from Kuchum, jumping and rolling into the distance.

Kuchum opened his eyes and found that he was fine. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly waved his hand to Bellytic behind him.

Belutik took the reins unwillingly, and although he did not continue to move forward, he stayed there.

Kuchum simply jumped off his war horse, walked forward for more than ten steps, bent down and bowed to salute, and spoke again: "Friends from the East, our Siberian Khanate came with friendship. Please do not misunderstand your friends in the East!"

This time, someone finally answered Kuchum's words, and a short figure stood up in the grass not far away. The man was speaking something loudly as he advanced towards Kuchum.

Kuchum didn't understand, but he knew that he was half successful. The opponent did not continue to attack, which means he did not have the intention to kill him.

Belutik also jumped off his war horse, took back his weapons and walked to Kuchum and said, "Khan! This man speaks an oriental language, and it seems that we must put down our weapons and surrender before we can enter the East."

Kuchum hesitated and ordered: "Everyone put down his weapons!"

When Bellytic heard this, he was anxious and said quickly: "Shank you! What should we do if the Orientals turn their backs on their faces without weapons? Then what will we protect ourselves?"

Kuchum showed a hint of bitterness and said, "Belletic! Can we protect ourselves with our weapons now?"

"..., OK! Dear Khan!" Bellytic was speechless, and the soldiers in the team had been killed or killed, and most of the survived were the elderly, weak, women and children.

Such a team will not only deal with the enemies chasing behind them, but even if they encounter larger tribes, they will have to take a detour.

With the order issued, weapons were thrown on the ground one by one. Many people in the team showed relief. They had enough of fear and fear. They would rather die happily than experience it again.

The grass around was shaking, hundreds of soldiers wearing plate armor and holding sharp weapons showed their heads and stared at Kuchum and his group vigilantly.

The first person who stood up lifted his face, showed a clean face, and said, "Tell me what you are here to do, don't tell me you are here to do business.

I have never seen such a messy businessman. Who is chasing behind you?"

Kuchum showed an awkward expression and spoke, "Friends in the East! Behind us are the loyal Cossacks of the Ross, who are right on the shore of Lake Baikal..."

"What? Someone occupied Lake Baikal? How many of them were there? Where did they occupy?"

...

At night, on the shore of Lake Baikal, a cavalry of about a thousand men camped on the west bank of the lake. The war horses were freed on the grass by them, and hundreds of people sat around the bonfire and laughed loudly.

"Dadlov! My friend, what else do you have to worry about? We will catch up until dawn and come back with Kuchum's head.

Then you can ask His Majesty Ivan IV for his merits. Maybe he will let you be the governor of the Far East!" said a middle-aged man with slightly curly brown hair, taking a sip of wine and throwing his wine bag to the young man in a straight military uniform opposite.

Dadlov took the wine bag and took a sip, saying, "Nedved! Why don't we kill Kuchum first and then celebrate, then I will be in a better mood!"

"Oh! My friend! We have been chasing Siberian cowards for almost two months, and the soldiers and war horses are exhausted!

I think it's a good idea to get the guys to keep their spirits up and chase those cowards, do you think so?" Nedved finished speaking and shouted at the soldiers eating meat around the bonfire.

"That's right! Dear lord!" The soldiers replied laughingly, not taking the pursuit of the enemy seriously.

The total population of the Siberian Khanate is only more than 200,000. Except for a small number of Turks and Mongol descendants, most of them are still in an era of using bone weapons.

Not to mention that there are only more than 2,000 such opponents, even if there are ten thousand people, their 10,000 Cossack cavalry can easily solve it.

Dadlov had no choice but to drink a big sip of strong wine. Although he was nominally the commander of this cavalry, he could not force these unruly guys too much.

Thinking about the destruction of the Siberian Khanate, I felt relieved if I had no chance to turn over.

It is not impossible to become the governor of the Far East. His Majesty Ivan IV's desire for land is infinite. After destroying Kuchum Khan and allowing the surrounding small tribes to surrender, he will definitely enter the sight of Ivan IV, and then...

Just as they celebrated their victory in advance, dark shadows approached quickly in the grass not far away.

"Friends in the East! I have to say, it's a good idea to sneak attack the Cossack cavalry, but you're too small.

The Cossacks are all lunatics, so they must not be allowed to get on the horse. This is the Siberian Khanate who used the lives of tens of thousands of warriors to summarize..." Bellytic kept muttering. If Tokugawa Iemitsu hadn't considered that this person would be of some use, he would have been stabbed by him long ago.

When he learned that the Ross had expanded to Lake Baikal, Tokugawa Iemitsu no longer waited and sent people to lead the Siberian Khanate to continue moving eastward, while he brought people to investigate.
Chapter completed!