"General, if you can let my father and my troops go, I will do it with you." Ingma's answer was very straightforward.

Li Xiao's heart moved, and he didn't expect that this Mongolian girl was quite brave and responsible in speaking.

"Who is your father?"

Ingma took a step back, and his fingers fainted on the ground, and whispered: "This is my father, the Great Khan Dapur of the Tumote tribe."

Seeing Tumote Khan fainting like a dead pig, Li Xiao was overjoyed. He never thought that this small ambush actually caught a big fish!

"Ingma, remember your identity, you are not qualified to make conditions with me!" Li Xiao replied coldly, then he turned around and ordered his opponent: "Escape all these Tartars who invaded our Ming Dynasty, including people and horses, into Jinjiazhuang Fort!"

"Get orders!"

The uneasy girl Yingma followed Li Xiaojun back to Jinjiazhuang Fort. She thought she would be imprisoned, but she did not expect that Li Xiao just locked all the uninjured Tartars in an empty room, and her father Dabul and other injured Tartars were arranged to be treated in the clinic.

What's going on?

Why did this young and handsome general of the Ming Dynasty treat prisoners so favorably?

She heard from a distance that the Ming general told a medical officer a few words, as if he wanted him to wake up the fainted Tumohandapur as soon as possible.

Then, the Ming general found a chair and sat next to her.

"General, how is my father in his condition?" Ingma asked in a low voice and anxious manner.

"Don't worry, there's no big deal if you have a minor injury." Li Xiao said lightly: "I am quite interested in your tribe. Let me tell you about the situation of your Tumote tribe."

Li Xiao's voice was calm but full of pressure. Ingma did not dare to look directly at his sharp eyes. She lowered her head and whispered to Li Xiao in a low voice about the tragic situation of Tumot's tribe over the years.

Li Xiao was secretly surprised to hear that the current situation in Xitumot is so miserable. The Tartar Chief Huang Taiji, who integrated the means of controlling the Mongolian tribes, was really cruel.

However, Li Xiao quickly realized that the more miserable the situation in Xitumot was, the easier it would be for him to control it.

After all, adding icing on the cake is far less than helping you in time.

"Ingma, your father made the wrong plan! He made him betrayal and divorced. The people who were displaced were not my Ming Dynasty, but Jurchen Tartars. Your father Dapur did not dare to avenge the Jurchens. Instead, he wanted to rob me of my Ming Dynasty. It was really despicable and cowardly, ridiculous and sad. If it weren't for my tolerant and generous general, he would have cut off his dog's head with one knife!" Li Xiao looked disdainful.

Seeing Li Xiao sarcasticizing his father so much, Ingma turned red. She lowered her head, and she was very angry, but she did not dare to say anything.

"However, I have the virtue of living a life, and I will kill all the things I don't want to do. Ingma, I have a suggestion, but I can talk to you first. After your father wakes up, you will talk to him first."

Li Xiao's calm words made Ingma's eyes lit up.

"General, you can speak frankly!"

Li Xiao smiled and told Ingma about his desire to establish a business road with the Tumot tribe and buying wool.

"As far as I know, you Mongolians have to cut wool twice a year, but because no one buys it, they can only weave it into crude wool felt by themselves, but the fact is it?"

“That’s exactly that.”

"Oh, then listen. Now, I will give your tribe a way of wealth." Li Xiao smiled and said, "Our army plans to purchase a large amount of wool from your tribe, so that your wool that was originally useless can be turned into treasure."

"Oh, really?"

"Ingma, I don't say anything about you. According to my official's wishes, your department can transport packaged wool to my Jintang City for transactions twice a year. According to the quality of the wool, it will be divided into three levels. Our army will send people to inspect and accept it. Based on a load of 120 kilograms of wool, the lower-grade goods will be calculated as 4 cents of silver for each load, 6 cents of silver for each load of medium goods, and 8 cents of silver for each load of high-grade goods."

Seeing the light flashing in Ingma's eyes, Li Xiao knew that the girl was moved. He said meaningfully: "In this way, wool, which was originally on your side, was basically the same as waste, would bring huge profits to your tribe! If you don't catch such a good thing, you will not have this store after passing through this village."

To be honest, the price of Li Xiao is extremely low. You should know that in modern China, the price of a pound of good wool is 50 yuan.

This is the benefit of monopoly business. You can try to keep the price down as much as possible, and you don’t have to worry about the other party not selling the goods to you.

Of course, in the Ming Dynasty, when the wool market was still in a sleepy state, Li Xiao was able to give this price, which was a gift.

When Ingmaer heard Li Xiao’s statement, he quickly started to make a plan in his heart.

Generally speaking, a sheep can produce 8 to 10 kilograms of wool at a time. There are still more than 60,000 sheep in the tribe. In this way, the total number of wool that can be produced per year is more than 1 million kilograms, and a total of nearly 8,500 dans of wool can be produced. If calculated only at the price of medium wool, it will be 5,100 taels of silver!

5,100 taels of silver is a huge sum of money for the now poor Tumote tribe!

What's more, this is exchanged for basically useless wool, which is equivalent to a purely profitable transaction for the Tumot tribe.

Ingma felt his heart beating very hard when such a huge sum was placed in front of him.

"How about it, this price is enough for me. Ingma, you should think carefully first. After your father wakes up, you can discuss it in detail with him." Li Xiao said with a smile.

Before Ingma could answer, Li Xiao had already stood up and left.

"Prices, wait, how dare you ask the general's name?" Seeing Li Xiao leave, Ingma suddenly remembered that he didn't know what the Ming general was named.

"I am named Li Xiao, and I am the commander of the Red Phoenix Guard of the Ming Dynasty." Na Ming General turned around and gave her a warm smile.

Looking at the agile figure of the young and handsome Li Xiao leaving, Ingma suddenly felt a soft place in her heart, as if she had been gently touched by the commander Li, and an indescribable emotion filled her heart.

More than an hour later, under the conditioning of Chen Mazi, Tumot Khandapur finally woke up slowly.

Seeing her father woke up, Ingma was extremely happy. While feeding Dapur the medicine, she conveyed what Li Xiao said to her to Dapur.

Dapur's eyes immediately flashed.

"Did you agree?" Dabull said hurriedly.

"Commander Li said, let me discuss with you father first." Ingma replied.

"Then you go and tell that Li Xiao quickly. Ben Khan wants to see him and talk to him about the conditions for cooperation." Dapur's expression was very excited.

He couldn't help but be excited.

Li Xiao's willingness to acquire wool from Tumote's army was a great charity of timely help.

Unlike others imagined, the Mongolian tribes on the grassland are not all the objects that Han merchants are willing to smuggle. Those smuggled Han merchants are also very picky and are only interested in wealthy tribes such as Korqin, Kalaqin and the former Han tribe. After all, these tribes are either rich or have fur, war horses and other tight-selling materials, so that they can afford the food, cloth, medicinal materials and other items in the hands of smuggled Han merchants.

And a third-rate tribe like Xitumot, which is now a poor third-rate tribe that even lacks war horses, is afraid of smuggling Han merchants avoiding it. After all, no one likes to make IOUs to do business, and not to mention that this IOU may not be paid when it will be paid.

What's more, these crazy Mongolian tribes will take the opportunity to rob passers-by and loot the merchants. Such bad behavior will of course only make smuggling merchants avoid these Mongolian tribes even more.

When Li Xiao sat in front of Dapur with a smile, Dapur's first words were: "Commander Li, when will our first batch of wool be delivered?"

After this sentence was translated by Ingmar, Li Xiao's smile on his face became even brighter.

"Tumothan is indeed a cheerful person. Alas, we can't be together." Li Xiao smiled and said, "Let's do this. After two months, our army will build this batch of wool, and send it here."

Dapur was very happy. The batch of wool was sent over and it was only 2,550 taels of silver.

With this batch of silver, you can buy the scarce items needed for tribe life from those smuggling merchants. This is crucial for whether the tribe can survive the winter safely.

However, his heart was depressed. The Tumot tribe is now living too hard, and all kinds of materials are in short supply. If he had to wait until two months before he could get the money, Dapur felt inexplicably lost.

"Commander Li, my tribe is in urgent need of silver. Can I make advance payments in advance?" Dapur asked hesitantly.

"No need to pay for advances." Li Xiao replied: "I will give you 3,000 taels of silver and exchange for 800 intact war horses. It is a gift for the Khan."

As soon as Li Xiao finished speaking, Tian Wei, the general leader next to him, was anxious. He shouted: "Mr. Li, how can these war horses be seized by our army? How can we even exchange them for silver!"

Li Xiao glared at his eyes and pretended to be angry: "That is what he said, King Tumot is a guest of our army, not a prisoner of our army. Could it be that King Khan left so many horses for us and had to go back empty-handed?"

Seeing Li Xiao speak like this, Tumotekhan felt mixed feelings.

These war horses, as the last combat power of the Tumot tribe, cannot be sold in normal times even if they are killed.

Now that Dapur's heart is really painful to sell the 800 horses to Li Xiao at such a low price.

But now as a prisoner, can he have any choice?

Li Xiao’s words of being good at taking advantage of the situation are just giving him a way out, but in fact, he is afraid it is even more of a joke and sarcasm.

Dabul also thought that the reason why Li Xiao wanted to walk these 800 horses was that he had not expressed his thoughts. That was, he further weakened the combat power of the Tumot tribe, making them even less afraid to have the bad idea of ​​robbing the wealth of Jinjiazhuang Castle.

This Li Xiao was scheming.

Can you refuse?

Dabul was convinced that if he dared to reject Li Xiao's request, he would definitely not leave this Jinjiazhuang Fort alive.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Ben Khan agreed to the request of Commander Li." Dapur coughed twice and said softly.

"Very good. King Khan is really a smart person who knows the current affairs. I hope your troops and our army will have a good relationship from now on and can continue to cooperate and win-win for a long time." The smile on Li Xiao's face became brighter.

Two thick right hands were held tightly together.

Then, Li Xiao kept the Mongolian Tartars to rest in the fort for a night and arranged a banquet to entertain them.

During the meal, Li Xiao and Dapur persuaded each other to drink, having fun, as if they had been old friends for many years, and it was impossible to tell that they were still fighting for life and death in the afternoon.

Perhaps, this is what people say, the world is bustling, all for profit, and all for profit.

There are no eternal friends and enemies, only eternal interests.

Li Xiao noticed that the sixteen-year-old Mongolian girl Ingma had been looking at herself with a hero-like gaze.

Of course, Li Xiao understood the profound meaning behind this gaze.

However, at this time, he deliberately ignored the hot gaze of the Mongolian girl.

Although he also had a good impression of this smart Mongolian woman, Li Xiao had not yet forgotten what he had seen.

After dawn the next day, Li Xiao took out 3,000 taels of silver and handed it over to Tumot Khan Dadapur, and sent cavalry to escort them away.

After getting on the horse, Ingma also received a special gift from Li Xiao himself.

It is an exquisite velvet box inlaid with gold thread.
To be continued...