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Chapter 495 The Emperor's Chess Piece in Mongolia
When the famous Kuoruduo City appeared in Wang Lin's field of vision, he stared at it for a long time and couldn't help but chuckled.

That's it?

He originally thought that this was the Mobei stronghold, a strong city that the Liao people had operated for hundreds of years.

The result is a dilapidated castle, standing alone in this sizeable oasis.

The mountains at the far end are towering and towering, and the tops of the mountains are covered with snow, reflecting the brilliance in the sun.

Yan Qing, Yang Yizhong and the others were also laughing, Kuo Ruduo was indeed a little disappointing.

"Xiaoyi, Zhengfu, this place is actually the center of Mobei, the former fringe of the Liao people. After the champion of the Han Dynasty, Hou Huo Qubing, no Han soldiers will set foot on this land.

You and my army have already created history. "Wang Lin laughed loudly.

Yanqing, Yang Yizhong, Yang Yue'er and all the generals in brocade clothes and iron cavalry bowed together on their horses: "Long live my emperor!"

Driving thousands of cattle and sheep, with a hundred beautiful Mongolian women, the little prince Hesa ​​and his confidant leader Jamsar who came to accept the surrender have already left Kuoruduo and are following the path of grazing , Facing the direction of the Yan army camp, galloping forward.

Suddenly hearing the reverberating sound of "Long live my emperor" from the Yan Army camp, the sound shook the clouds, Hesa ​​and Jamsar raised their heads in astonishment, and at a glance they saw the continuous layered Yan Army flags, as well as the The orange-yellow Longxing banner is particularly eye-catching in the military flag.

Nine coiled dragons and big banners are hunting in the north wind.

Hesa and Zhan Musar exchanged an incomparably shocked look. It turned out that Emperor Dayan personally conquered Mobei? !
My Longevity!
Young Hesa ​​could hardly believe his eyes.

He suddenly felt that this Emperor Dayan was even crazier than his father and brother!

With the dignity of Emperor Dayan, how dare he go deep into the heart of Mobei alone!
When Hesa ​​led the cattle, sheep and beauties into the Yan army camp and knelt down in Wang Lin's Chinese army tent, he silently raised his head and looked at the Yan emperor who seemed younger than himself.

Heroic, indifferent, majestic, slightly murderous.

Kneeling behind Hesa ​​are Jamsar and a [-]- or [-]-year-old Mongolian girl.

This girl has two velvet-like eyebrows, a straight nose, a slightly dark complexion, and a slender figure, but she is very strong, with fine braids and bangs hanging from her smooth forehead. She is also taller than standing. Behind Wang Lin, Yang Yue'er, who was pressing the sword with her hand on her sword, was more than half a head taller with vigilant eyes.

There was a hint of sadness on the girl's face.

As the head of the female slaves offered by Bor Jijin, one can imagine her fate.

Hesa worshiped: "Sinner Hesa, Prince Boerjijin, this is my young sister Boertai. Boerjijin is willing to offer a thousand heads of cattle and sheep, a hundred beauties to the Emperor of Yan, please forgive me I, Bo’er, have committed the crime! Forgive me, Bo’er’s family, for the death of the people!”

Bortai also kowtowed down.

Wang Lin smiled lightly: "Hesa, do you know why I am here?"

"Your brother is disrespectful to me if you don't join my country of Yan. In front of the missions of various countries, I have no choice but to behead him as a public example.

However, my father joined forces with the three Mongolian tribes to invade our country of Dayan, violate our borders, and slaughter our border people.In a fit of rage, I ordered the army to gather and annihilate [-] Mongolian cavalry in Yanbei Wuchuan, and personally lead [-] cavalry to attack Mobei, just to let you Mongolians know that anyone who offends my Great Yan will be punished no matter how far away!

I have come from a long way, and I am personally on the expedition. Do you think that you can forgive the Boerjijin family if you offer cattle, sheep and beauties? "

Hesa stared.

But he said silently: "I don't know how His Majesty the Emperor is willing to forgive me, the Borjijin family. Does it mean that I must be exterminated to appease the wrath of the thunder?"

Wang Lin didn't seem to have expected that the little prince, who was crouching at his feet, looked weak, and had the guts to talk to him like this, so he couldn't help but glance at him more.

He said indifferently: "I, Dayan, am not your Mongols, let alone Jin people, and I will not engage in the practice of massacring cities and genocide.

But Hesa, since you want to lead your troops to surrender to Dayan, you must show me your sincerity. I am not satisfied with these cattle and sheep women alone. "

Jamsar couldn't help but knelt behind Hesa ​​and interjected, "Your Majesty the Emperor, all of my property is cattle, sheep and women..."

Before Jamsar finished speaking, he heard Wang Lin's indifferent voice: "I am talking to the little prince of Borjijin, what are you, dare to interrupt my words?"

Yan Qing waved his hand, and two cavalry in brocade clothes entered the tent and dragged Jamsar away. Jamsar yelled loudly and struggled violently. Still maintained a strange calm.

Wang Lin looked at Hesa ​​coldly with a half-smile.

Hesa bowed his head in silence for a long time, Fang raised his head and said tremblingly: "I don't know what your majesty wants, even if it is Hesa's head, as long as your majesty can forgive the lives of tens of thousands of people in Bo'er, please take it!"

Wang Lin looked deeply at Hesa.

The little prince of Mongolia Borjijin in front of him brought him a novel feeling, and gave him a deeper plan.

This person is deep in the city, good at forbearance, and has a heart of compassion for the tribe.

Judging from his words, deeds and gestures, this person should be deeply influenced by Han culture.

At least they are proficient in Chinese and Han etiquette.

Wang Lin remained silent.

As for the Mongol race, Wang Lin knew that it would be unconvincing to rely on force alone.

The continuous wars between the Ming Dynasty and the Mongols were essentially against Mongolia. Zhu Di’s personal conquest, Zhu Zhanji’s personal conquest again, and Yingzong’s Northern Expedition, which time did not beat Mongolia to the last breath, but let Mongolia hide in the grassland” After a while, the Mongols made a comeback.

But the Mongols surrendered to the Manchus.

In Wang Lin's view, apart from the suppression of military power, the main reason was marriage and assimilation.

Therefore, Wang Lin felt that the real conquest of the Mongols should be based on military force, supplemented by long-term integration and assimilation.

Of course, at the current stage, it is necessary to rely on force and violent means to resolutely eliminate the danger of the unification of the Mongols.

A scattered and inward Mongolia poses no threat to the increasingly powerful Dayan.

This means that Wang Lin's thinking is naturally contrary to Hebuler's original plan.

It is impossible for Wang Lin to canonize a Mongolian Khan so that he can take advantage of the situation to unify the various tribes of Mongolia.

He needs to support several pawns in Mongolia to manipulate the various regimes of Mongolia.

The little prince in front of him is gradually qualified to be a pawn.

And if you want to support Hesa, then this time you have to leave some background information for Bo'er, otherwise why would Hesa ​​gain a foothold in Mobei?

Wang Lin resolutely dismissed his plan to kill Bo'er Jijinbu.

Bo'er Jijin has been seriously injured, and it is more valuable to keep it as a chess piece on the chessboard if it is destroyed.

Wang Lin's heart is firm, but his gaze is as sharp as a knife.

Hesa was sweating profusely on his back, and he was a little creepy being stared at by Wang Lin.

He is different from his father and brother, the reason and resilience in his bones are greater than the savage blood.

But Wang Lin said indifferently: "Hesa, in fact, even if I forgive you Bo'erzhijin clan, you will not be able to survive in the future, and the neighboring Qiyan tribe may not be able to let you go."

Hesa looked up at Wang Lin silently, and said lightly: "Your Majesty will personally conquer Mongolia, will you let the Qiyan tribe go? The Qiyan tribe, the Tatar tribe and the Naiman tribe are the three powerful tribes in Mongolia. Now the Tatar tribe is under the Jin Dynasty. In the country, the Qiyan tribe was in front of Dayan again.

If His Majesty let Qi Yanbu go, and wait for Qi Yanbu to recover, it will definitely become Dayan's confidant's big trouble! "

Although Wang Lin's complexion remained unchanged, there was a wave of turmoil in his heart.

This little prince of Bo'er is really interesting.

He actually saw through the crux of the problem at a glance in such a crisis of genocide, and still had the courage to apply eye drops to Qi Yanbu in front of his own face.

This is a conspiracy.

To the Mongols, such scheming can be regarded as human beings.

Wang Lin had a half-smile, and a playful look flickered across the corner of his mouth.

Have the basic conditions of a chess piece.

"Hesa, would you be willing to guide my Yan army and lead my army to conquer Ketun City? You are right about one thing, I will not let the Qiyan tribe go, at least, I will beat the Qiyan tribe Disabled! How can you not bear the price for offending me, Dayan?"

Wang Lin said coldly.

Hesa looked bitter.

Kuoruduo City is adjacent to Ketun City, so why does the army of Yan Kingdom need a guide?

"In return, I can canonize you as Bo'er Jijin Khan. Without my support, it will be difficult for you, Bo'er Jijin, to gain a foothold in Mobei. In addition, from now on, you will submit to Dayan and become my adopted son.

If in the future Rubo'er faces the crisis of genocide, I will allow you to move your family to the field of Wuchuan, and our army will send troops to protect your tribe and thrive. "

Wang Lin quietly set out his own conditions, waiting for Hesa's choice.

In fact, it is not a multiple-choice question, but a single-choice question.

Failure to surrender is genocide.

Hesa's expression twitched.

The young Borjijin little prince has always been scheming and good at calculating the attribution of benefits. After a long time of calculation, he finally made the choice that best suits the interests of Borjijin. Greetings to Father Khan!"

The girl Boertai stared blankly at the thin back of her younger brother, but felt a deep sense of shame in her heart.

She couldn't believe that Hesa ​​was not only willing to submit to Yan, but also had the audacity to worship the emperor of Yan as his father.

If rumors spread, Hesa ​​must be a disgrace to all the Mongolian tribes.

But her father and brother are dead, and the young girl and the Bo'er Zhijin tribe can only rely on this little brother at present.

The girl sighed faintly, then lowered her head again.

The indifferent voice of the Emperor of Yan Kingdom came from next to his ear: "Declaration, in the name of Emperor Dayan, I canonize Hesa ​​as my adopted son, Bo'er Zijinbu Khan, bestow a golden knife and a gold medal, hereditary.

In addition, an area in the wild of Wuchuan was designated as the Borjijinbu Ranch, and the Borjijinbu's subordinates were allowed to nomad in summer and be protected by the Yan army.

Bortai was filled into the inner palace and became the female official of Concubine Yang.

Xiao Yi, you lead five thousand Imperial Forest Army and five thousand brocade-clothed iron cavalry to march immediately, with the Bor Jijin Department as the guide, to conquer Ketun City.Xiao Yi, I will summon the leaders of various Mongolian tribes in Ketun City in fifteen days, so don't let me down. "

Yan Qing bowed to accept the order and left.

(End of this chapter)