Omubuhong stood on the steps and bowed to Zhang Han: "I wish my uncle a smooth trip and a smooth alliance with the Khans of Mobei."

"Thank you, Khan." Zhang Hansurong thanked.

The imperial envoy of the court had already returned. After Xu Shiqi returned, the mission that the court enthroned King Shunyi would continue to come. By then, the situation on Tumote would be completely stabilized.

The trade route has also reopened. Those Taiji and herdsmen who have regained their freedom can exchange food and various goods from He Yusheng. They can sell the fur and various specialties that have been accumulated over the past two years, and their lives will gradually get better.

The envoy had already set out in advance and informed the various departments to come to the alliance. There were examples of Tu Xietu's department in front of him. The other two departments did not want to go against Zhang Han, so they would probably cooperate very much.

The entourage members were standing in front of the gate of Khan Palace. Most of them were military generals, with armor all over their bodies and standing on swords. There were also some civil servants, and many of them were accompanied by attendants and military order officers. Many things required the planning and cooperation of military officers.

Tian Jitang was also called over. The military expenditure for next year could have been greatly reduced, but if we wanted to open a route to Mobei, we would probably spend only a lot of money. Tian Jitang's face was not as ugly as we imagined, but he just frowned. Fortunately, everyone had already gotten used to it.

Heyusheng will inevitably attack the Kalaqin tribe, and annexed a considerable number of Kalaqin territory. At least Yunzhou and Yuan Jiuzhongdu and other places must be held in their hands. It is the eastern part of Shangyi Fort and Xinghe Fort, and it is the boundary between Shangyi County and Xinghe County in later generations. It is now the junction between Heyusheng and Kalaqin. Once the places such as the Old Zhongdu and Anguli Nao are taken, that is, the Erlianhot area in later generations, the route to Saiyinsanda in Mobei will be fought.

After that, in terms of routes, the route of this line is closest and the easiest to go. Mountains are a minority, and most of the landforms are mixed with grasslands and Gobi. The vast desert is uninhabited. Mongolia in later generations still has a population of 200,000 to 300,000 people. At this time, the northern desert had a population of more than 300,000 to 400,000 people, which is the total number of men, women, young and old. The territory is only larger than Mongolia in later generations. It is conceivable how sparse the population density is.

Zhang Han looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Go out immediately, the route has been planned long ago. Before we arrived in Anguli Nao, we mainly rushed forward. I am afraid that Kalaqin would not come over to fight us..."

Duoer said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid he won't come. If he doesn't come to fight this year, we'll go and fight them next year."

Zhang Han nodded... and continued: "This time, we need to talk about time and efficiency. Each person brings two to three horses, feeds more eggs, and rides. The daily itinerary distance is about 120 to 160 miles. The speed of the marching is fast. Each person brings 15-day marching rations. If there are too many horses, it should be able to load it. When you arrive at Shangyi Fort, you can also replenish your rations. You can also hunt and supply when you are halfway through the journey. Pay attention to maintaining the water volume of water in the water bag. After passing Anguli Nao, there are many places where there is no water source for a hundred miles. After passing Saiyin Sanda, crossing the Gobi area and entering the grassland area, the Mongols will come. You guys, this trip is hard and the task is very heavy. It may not be easier than fighting. You may also be able to fight. So be twelve points of spirit. Now, set off!"

"yes!"

Everyone bent down, including Ma Chaoren and Li Dayong and other businessmen, all looked as if they were ashamed. They were already an unbreakable whole with Yusheng. Zhang Han was the backbone of everyone. He said whatever he said, and people also have confidence that under Zhang Han's leadership, the future will definitely be better!

...

November of the third year of the Great Ming Dynasty.

It is extremely fierce, and when blowing on people, it feels like small knives constantly stirring on their bodies, making them cold all over.

Everyone's hands are black, which is the color of frozen. Nowadays, there are no professional gloves for outdoor use. People apply animal oil on their hands and wrap them in fur, but they are exposed to the air from time to time. The hands are still blown black, and the blood vessels and blue veins are very obvious.

More than 200 cavalrymen were walking hard in the vast snowy field. Behind them were long horse hoof prints, which were soon covered by wind and snow.

Ma Wu tried hard to open his eyes. The wind was so strong that he could hardly open his eyes, but he still tried his best to look forward... Of course, he could not see anything, there were no roads, no buildings, and no signs.

Behind them is a journey of at least three thousand miles, of course not a straight line distance.

They crossed the mountains, arrived at the Nenjiang River Basin, and then came back to the Chifeng area in later generations. When they passed by the old Daning area, they were still far from Chahanhot, and then they were discovered by Lin Danhan's subordinates. Then this small force was regarded as the Ming army scattered after the failure of Guangning. The Mongols began to send small herders and armored soldiers to chase them, and later a large number of troops, followed by Lin Danhan's uncle, Dataiji, personally led the troops to chase them. Especially after the Mongols discovered that the fried flowers were also in the team, the pursuit became even more intense.

During the escape, he also encountered a few small groups of Jurchen cavalry. This was called Ma Wu and others and felt very surprised.

From this point of view, after defeating the Five Alliances, the Jurchens had real actual control over the places where Nenjiang Korqin and Arukorqin went to the Five Karkhas, rather than the previous loose alliance.

"This is already the northern desert." The fried flower rushed over and his eyes widened. There were less than twenty Mongolians who followed the fried flower. It was very depressed that the old Taiji had already understood that the original five tribes of the Neikhalka were over. Judging from the performance of the close servants, the people's hearts had already crossed. If there was no external force, the five alliances had become historical terms, either belonging to the Later Jin side or the Chahar tribe.

However, the two and a half squadrons of cavalry, with the military doctors and medicinal materials accompanying the army, had less than ten people left the team during the most difficult marching process so far. Several of them were too sick to continue the marching and were placed in foster care at the herdsmen's homes, leaving medicinal materials and silver. With the Mongolian temperament, they would not sell people in a blink of an eye. Of course, it depends on luck to survive.

There were still several people who died in battle with the Chahar cavalry, but they were really not lucky enough.

When they crossed the mountains of the Great Xing'an Mountains, they were Hu, Lun, Bei, Er Grassland and Hulun Lake. They passed through the territory of the Barhu people and fought with some unsightly Oroqen people, as well as the Ewenki people and a small number of Soren people. These are very barbaric and undeveloped small tribes. They not only have no words, but also have very mixed languages. They are language systems mixed with Mongolian and Jurchen indigenous languages. Although many soldiers in the cavalry who are proficient in Mongolian languages ​​are still very difficult to communicate with these small tribes.

Here they knew that there were many Chahar people in the south braved the wind and snow to search for them. Of course it was impossible to go south. When they returned to the Thirteen Mountains, they cut off the passage. After Daishan and others led their troops back, it became difficult to break through the Jurchen encirclement and might have to bear a considerable death and injury.

It is okay to break the whole into pieces from Jinzhou to climb the mountain, but it requires the cooperation of the military information department outside the pass, so Ma Wu and others cannot cross the Guangning line at all.

They could only continue to walk west along the Kruren River, cross the Choba Mountains, and continue to move westward. They would not get lost when walking along the river, nor would they be afraid of water breaking out... But in the snowy fields all over the sky and the ground, it doesn't matter if they stop water breaking out.

What tests people is the harsh and extremely cold weather, and the snow does not stop falling... It is a rare year for snow to fall on the grassland, which will cause herds to suffer a catastrophe. However, even the snow fell half a month ago will not melt. The temperature is too low, and the average is below minus 20 degrees Celsius, and the snow will only accumulate deeper.

"It's Mobei." Ma Wu did not recognize these places, but it did not prevent him from making a judgment. The map was very clear that behind them was a big lake, followed the river, and then walked seven or eight hundred miles ahead to Kulun City.

"Well, seven or eight hundred miles..." Lin Nanxing and Xu Zhen looked at each other, and both squadron captains showed indifferent smiles on their faces.

I have been walking three or four thousand miles in a roundabout way, what is the last journey? I have been worshiping all ninety-nine times, but I am still afraid that the last tremor will not be possible?

"Mobei is not very friendly to us." Xu Zhen touched his chin and looked around. His originally bare chin had a mess of beard like weeds. There was no way to pay attention to the military discipline now, and everyone was almost the same.

But Xu Zhen turned his head and looked at Lin Nanxing again. The damn little white face was still shaved. I don’t know how to persist and wash my face every day. My hair was combed neatly. There was no random hair under my big hat. Moreover, the damn guy actually had a set of spare military robes. Other people’s robes were already tattered and ragged, and they looked bad. This guy was still wearing a brand new military uniform. The entire team, that is, the damn little white face, still maintains a pretty good image!

"It's just a loophole..." Ma Wu's expression looked faint, and looked at the fried flowers again, and said with a smile: "We have to drill around Mobei again and find a way to go back to Monan. I guess our and Yusheng's merchant army have formed actual control over Tumote's territory, but the distance below may be three thousand miles away. Old man, you have to hold on."

"What's this?" Baked Flowers showed my awesome face back then and said, "I used to attack Ming several times, but I didn't go to Qianli to fight."

"My master, don't mention this incident back then." Xu Zhen smiled and said, "We must not ruin the friendship we have finally established," he said.

Fried flowers and smiled without saying a word. No matter how they formed a friendship with the Han young people in front of them, they broke through the pass many times and even entered the city of Liaoyang. It was still his greatest pride as the leader of the Five Mongolian Taiji League. This pride was also the persistence of this Mongolian old man. If he had not had this persistence, how could he follow along with his back?
Chapter completed!