Chapter 674 The Grand Marshal’s Habit
Chapter 674 The Grand Marshal’s Habit
Malza, the younger brother of the leader of the Zarut tribe, has been in a very tense state recently, or rather, he has been under a lot of pressure since he came to Guihua City.
Malza believed that the leaders of several other tribes felt the same way.
After the Qing Dynasty lost all its elite troops in Guanshan, these tribal leaders were greatly shocked.
Once upon a time, offense and defense became alien.
It is said that the great marshal of the Ming Dynasty has already reached the Liaohe River. If he can successfully cross the Liaohe River, he will be able to march straight to Shengjing, the capital of the Qing Dynasty.
Based on their understanding of the Qing Dynasty's military strength, the Qing Dynasty simply did not have enough troops to resist.
I heard that Huang Taiji also died in Guanshan. If the news is true, then the Qing Dynasty is probably finished.
This is the consensus among these Mongolian tribes.
But the problem is that these tribes had been following the Qing Dynasty in attacking the Ming Dynasty.
Not only did they send their elite troops to the Battle of Guanshan, but each tribe also intermarried with the royal family of the Qing Dynasty.
Now that the Qing Dynasty has been defeated and is about to perish, their position is very embarrassing.
Because more than ten years ago, officials of the Ming Dynasty court had taken the initiative to propose an alliance with them to fight against the powerful enemy, the Qing Dynasty, but in the end they sided with Huang Taiji.
Now that the Ming Dynasty has relied on its own strength to defeat all of their alliances, even if the Ming Dynasty court is magnanimous and still wants to discuss peace with them at this point, these tribal leaders themselves feel a little uneasy.
Is the Ming Dynasty court really so magnanimous?
Could it be that he just wants to gather them together and catch them in a trap?
But even though they each had doubts, they still came.
There was no way out. The situation was stronger than the people. King Lu was too terrible. It was said that he almost wiped out the Khorchin tribe, and only a few hundred people were left in the Khalkha tribe.
It is said that Lu Yanwang's strength is not even among the top three in the Ming Dynasty's military system.
Especially their military commander-in-chief, who first defeated Duoduo and Ajige, then defeated Dorgon, and finally defeated Huang Taiji in the Battle of Guanshan.
These tribes, which already have limited military strength, have no ability to resist. Instead of stubbornly resisting and waiting to die, it is better for them to be brave and aware of the current situation.
After arriving at Guihua City, people from various tribes were all in a panic. They wanted to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, but were also worried that the Ming Dynasty would take revenge on them later.
But there are always people who don’t want to just sit there and wait, and feel that they have to do something, like Malza of the Zarut tribe.
Malza looked at the sky, frowned slightly and said:
"Ferba, go out and take a look. Why haven't they arrived yet?"
The servant named Ferba followed the order and walked out of the house. As soon as he reached the door, he saw several honest men rushing over.
Marza went out to greet them and saw that everyone had smiles on their faces. He knew that everyone had gained something, and his face also showed joy.
After some pleasantries, Malza took the lead in getting to the point:
"Brothers, tell me, what have you found out about that Grand Marshal?"
Malza had a personal soldier under his command who had an old acquaintance with a centurion of the Tumed tribe in Guihua City.
I learned from him that all the military power of the Ming Dynasty is now controlled by the Grand Marshal, and that this Grand Marshal is deeply trusted by the Ming Emperor.
So he immediately thought that if he could please the great marshal, no matter what happened to the other tribes, at least their tribe could be saved.
Since the centurion didn't know much, Malza contacted several familiar tribes such as the Ordos and Urad tribes to investigate the preferences of the great marshal of the Ming Dynasty.
After all, there is strength in numbers.
The envoy of the Urad tribe was named Gulina, a young man in his twenties, the second son of the Khan of the Urad tribe. He was the first to speak:
"I found out that this Grand Marshal is named Zhang Shikang and has been granted the title of Duke of Zhenguo by the Ming Emperor.
He loved women very much. Just from one trip to Nanjing City in the Ming Dynasty, he brought back seven beauties from the Ming Dynasty.
I heard that they are all very smart!"
After saying that, Gulina couldn't help but slurp his saliva.
"Hehe, you know, the women of the Han family are pretty." Gulina forced an explanation.
The others didn't pay attention to the details and just nodded.
"Heroes have always loved beautiful women, and this Grand Marshal is no exception. Now that we know his preferences, it's easy to talk.
Later I will write to our Khan and ask him to select some beautiful women from the tribe and send them to us."
"Well, I want to write too." said another person.
"I also found out that the wedding of this great marshal was presided over by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty himself, and he married eight or nine women at once!" Gulina added.
The others were a little dumbfounded.
"What? He married eight or nine more? If you include the seven just now, that's almost twenty, right?
Can the Marshal's body withstand it?"
“I’m so envious!”
"Humph, you all only saw the first level. Don't you see how much the Ming Emperor values this Grand Marshal?
When did the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty preside over the wedding of his subjects?
And eight or nine such ridiculous things happened at once!"
"Yes, this further proves that Brother Malza's proposal is correct. As long as we can please this great marshal, our tribe will be safe!"
Malza laughed and said that they were all brothers and there was no need to be so distant. He then looked at the other two tribal envoys.
Frege of the Ordos tribe said:
“We’ve also found out that this Grand Marshal loves money!
Not only does he hold the military power of the Ming Dynasty, he also has a business partnership with others. I heard it's a very big business and can make a lot of money! "
Everyone's expressions darkened when they heard this. Men understand men. Men like beautiful women and will not mind having too many beautiful women.
If you give someone something beautiful enough, you can still please them.
But if someone makes a lot of money, you have to give them a gift in the form of silver. If there is too much, you don’t have it, and if there is too little, you won’t be able to give it to them.
Then they all looked at Diliba of the Balin tribe. Diliba was a rough man with a full beard. He took a sip of wine, wiped the wine stains on his beard and said:
"The Grand Marshal loves fine horses and also likes to eat horse meat. He eats horse meat every time he goes into battle."
The other few people were stunned when they heard this. If you like fine horses, there are plenty of fine horses on the grassland. Who among the grassland men doesn’t like them?
If you like fine horses, why do you also like to eat them? What kind of habit is this?
"Don't worry about the details, just deliver it, whether it's for eating or riding," said Frege.
The others agreed and looked at Malza who had summoned them.
Malza slowly drank a sip of liquor, then said:
"According to my investigation, this Grand Marshal is a man of great credibility and he values friendship very much.
As long as we submit to him with sincerity and cater to his wishes, the Grand Marshal will not treat us unfairly."
This piece of news may seem ordinary, but everyone present has witnessed the cunning of the Han people.
There are only a handful of people on the prairie who have never been cheated when doing business with Han merchants, and there are even many cases where they turn their backs on you after receiving the deposit.
If this is true, then they can truly rest assured.
After the few people summarized the news, they naturally drank to celebrate, celebrating that they had found a new and powerful backer for the tribe.
Just as they were praising each other, cheers suddenly came from outside.
Malza ordered his servant who understood the Ming language to carefully identify it and realized that it was Lu Yanwang's Tiger Guards welcoming the arrival of the Grand Marshal.
"Brothers, the Grand Marshal is here. Should we go and greet him?"
"But King Lu didn't notify us, didn't he?"
"Just because I haven't been notified doesn't mean I can't go. Go, go, go, it's good to get to know some of the faces!"
"That makes sense, let's go!"
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