The fire sieve stopped talking, and he knew very well that Mr. Zhang was telling the truth.

For thousands of years, people in the Central Plains have almost always been the masters of the Central Plains. Grasslanders may be able to stay in for a while, but they are eventually beaten by the wind and rain.

And what about the owner of the grassland?!

I don’t know how many times have been replaced, but there are continuous rise and decline of tribes.

Fire Sieve was not the lower herders, he knew very well how severe the Tatars were now declining.

Just decades ago, the Principality of Ross, which had been conquered for more than two hundred years, finally plucked up the courage to stop paying tribute to the Khanate.

The Khine Khanate, once one of the four major khanates, was also divided into three small khanates.

By now, the remaining Great Horde has been shaky.

The situation on the grassland is not much better, or even worse.

After Dayan Khan's death, everyone worked independently to fight for the position of Khan, and the resources on the grassland were already limited.

Most of the trade in the nine borders was cut off, and what was even more serious was that the casualties of each company were heavy.

There are also major Khanate countries outside, and the rising Ross Empire is eyeing it. Huo Silk does not think they will be so kind that they are just watching.

"I didn't expect Khan to choose to surrender now, but there is not much time left for you."

Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Please tea!"

The fire sieve silently put down the tea cup, and Mr. Zhang cleared the cold tea like flowing water.

Although he was wearing armor, it did not affect Mr. Zhang's eight brews at all.

The white crane bathes, Guanyin enters the palace, the spring breeze blows on his face, Guan Gong patrols the city... The sun gently caresses his handsome goose egg face, and there is a hint of halo.

The fire sieve couldn't help but sigh that this young man's jade dragon and tiger really seemed to have a Buddha nature dependence as Mo Rigen said!

"Please tea!"

Yu Chihu shook off the sleeve in his hand, looked at the fire sieve and smiled and picked up the teacup.

The two of them drank another cup of silently, and then Mr. Zhang said softly.

"Retreat!"

The fire sieve slowly put down the teacup and looked at Mr. Zhang and said softly.

"This winter, many people will die in Ben Khan and many grassland tribes!"

Looking at the fire sieve, Yu Chihu smiled: "It doesn't have to die, or so many people."

The fire sieve was silent again, and after a while, he whispered in a difficult situation: "Ben Khan, there are not so many cattle and sheep..."

"You can work hard."

Mr. Zhang was not surprised by this and said softly to the fire sieve with a smile.

"Or... Khan can choose to continue fighting with me and never stop."

Hearing this sentence, the guards behind Huo Silk could no longer stand.

Her hand was unconsciously pressed on the hilt of the knife, while Miss Miaoan looked at them with a look like a fool.

Ashikazuki was even more straightforward, and they didn't even look at them, just sat quietly beside their husbands.

"What kind of life-salary method?!"

The fire sieve can be cleaned and you can tell at a glance that this young master Zhang is not only capable enough to make the women around him simple.

When Mo Rigen went back, he said it together, and the maid next to Mr. Zhang was captured.

"My post road collapsed in the Ming Dynasty and needed to be repaired..."

Mr. Zhang looked at the fire sieve and whispered: "The State Council has already discussed this matter."

"It will probably be handed over to several breeding associations in the capital and the empire, and the Ministry of Works of the State Council is only responsible for the acceptance..."

When it comes to building roads, it naturally requires a large number of workers.

If you work, it will cost you so much money!

Is there any way to not spend money?! Of course there is one.

"Where do people come from?!"

Even if you don’t use your brain and toes, you can tell me that Mr. Zhang is telling him: arrest people and sell them!

"It depends on you. As long as the people of the Ming Dynasty are not allowed to be arrested."

Mr. Zhang said lightly: "But there is a prerequisite..."

"First, this time, the people you arrested must be released and not detained!"

"Secondly, the Tatar Ministry must compensate for the losses caused! It can be deducted, but compensation is necessary!"

Looking at the fire sieve, Mr. Zhang was extremely serious about his pair of elixirs and peach blossoms. He said word by word: "This is the foundation!"

The fire sieve was stunned by this, compensation?!

Mr. Zhang said it very seriously, not like he was joking.

The fire sieve did not immediately refuse or agree, but asked in a low voice.

"So, what can Ben Khan and the tribe obtain?!"

"Iron wok, grain, tea, tent..."

Mr. Zhang paused and said softly: "Some of the cotton armor is not something that cannot be given to you."

When I heard the word "cotton armor", my eyes lit up when I heard the word "cotton armor". Cotton armor is a good thing.

Before the Yuan Dynasty, when Genghis Khan was still conquering the war, they should have created all kinds of armor.

This includes iron armor, leather armor, and its unique armor - Luoquan armor.

This type of heavy armor basically only has the equipment of charge heavy cavalry, and 60% of the light cavalry fighting with heavy cavalry are cotton armor.

Because the cotton armor is light and easy to use, it was inherited by the Ming Dynasty.

But it was the Qing Dynasty that completely carried forward the cotton armor. By the Qing Dynasty, almost all the troops were cotton armor.

During the Tianqi period of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Pinghan, the first assistant, wrote the "Yongzhuang Sketch", which contained the method of making cotton armor.

He said, "The cotton armor is made of seven pounds of cotton, and the cloth seams are like clamped jackets. The arms are kicked with feet, and the feet are not fat and swelling. It is dried and collected..."

The effect can achieve "not heavy rain, not rotten mold, and not severe bird guns."

Cotton armor is more attractive to nomadic peoples because it is not only lightweight and has a certain defense, but also can keep warm!

"Yu Chihu's words are true?"

The fire sieve suddenly stood up and stared at Mr. Zhang word by word.

"Don't deceive Ben Khan, don't say that cotton armor is even a flower cotton one, and you won't be willing to sell it to me..."

That was the past, but it is different now!

Mr. Zhang smiled reservedly. The cotton armor was pretty good in the past.

But it will not be the case in the future, especially after the creation situation gradually grew.

"Cotton armor is not unavailable, and even some cold-proof clothing is not unavailable."

Looking at the fire sieve, Mr. Zhang whispered: "But... it depends on the sincerity of the Khan."

"After all, only enough sincerity can impress my Majesty to approve this matter."

The Huo Silk face was gloomy and gloomy, and after sitting down, his eyes flashed without saying a word.

Mr. Zhang was not in a hurry and raised his hand lightly: "Please tea!"

Huo Silk's face looked gloomy and calm, but he picked up the teacup with both hands and drank it all in one go.

It seemed like I was not drinking tea, but drinking all the rolling water of the Yangtze River in one gulp.

"Of King Anhua, I will give you all the people arrested by knocking on the gate this time!"

But the fire sieve slowly raised his head, as if he had made up some decision.
Chapter completed!