I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"Can't wait any longer."

"Instead of waiting for news from Fuyuwei, it is better to take the initiative!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Laiyin and the others lifted their spirits and looked upwards.

"The last general waits to obey the order of Jinglue!"

Xiong Tingbi stared at the crowd, clenched Shangfang's sword in one hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Pass down the military order of the headquarters, ordering Mao Wenlong, the general of Zhenjiang, to attack Liaodong from the north, not to go deep alone, and to loot first."

"The Dongjiang army should be very good at this kind of thing, so there is no need for the headquarters to say more."

"Fate, Man Gui can't keep it strictly."

"Send a letter to Marshal Jin Jingrui of Uiju in the north of North Korea, asking him to cooperate with us in fighting against North Korea and lead North Korean soldiers out of Uiju to attack the Three Forts of Kuandian."

"If Jin Jingrui refuses to obey, tell him that all the consequences of disobeying Daming's orders will be borne by all the kings and ministers of North Korea!"

Xiong Tingbi paced back and forth on it, pondered for a while, and quickly said:

"Send a letter to the four left-behind lords of Horqin and Neikalkha, telling them that if they go ahead and join the Ming Dynasty, they will not be blamed for the past, and they will all be spared death."

"They can also lead their own headquarters and conduct tribute trade!"

Immediately afterwards, he added another sentence: "Urgently follow the authority, the military order issued by the headquarters today, every word, every sentence, those who do not obey will be killed without mercy!"

All the generals were shocked, and quickly said in unison:

"The last general waits to obey the military order!"

Chapter 343 Southern Chu begs for surrender, the trend of defeat

There was a "clang clang".

A scimitar fell from the galloping horse.

From the perspective of the scimitar on the ground, the huge Fuyu grassland is full of crying herdsmen, and behind them, the cavalry of Horqin's five divisions are chasing wildly.

"Wow-!"

"Kill all the rebels from the Yechen Department and the Harlem Department!"

"Whoever follows Zai Sai against Da Jin will die!"

Although Yechen and Harlem's two tribes have tens of thousands of people, they can be regarded as the majority of Fuyuwei's tribe, but even if they are assembled together, they are far inferior to the four Neikalkha tribes.

Facing the five armies, Yechen and Harlem were like fishing boats in a storm, staggering on the sea, and were submerged in an instant when huge waves hit.

The four major tribes of Inner Kharkha, headed by the Horqin tribe, have frequently harassed and harassed the Mongolian tribes in Fuyuwei that belonged to Ming Dynasty since they dispatched troops.

On the grassland, it was supposed to be the season of recovery of all things, but it was disturbed to the point of restlessness and panic.

The herdsmen fled in all directions, some went deep into the mountains, some were captured by Horqin and became slaves of others.

After Yechen and Harlem's two divisions were defeated, the Nuantu Division, whose power on the Fuyu Grassland was second only to Zaisai, was in front of them.

The Nuantu tribe has tens of thousands of people, and its lord is a branch of the Jin family, the Borzhijin family, named Nanchu, and Zaisai's younger brother.

On this day, Southern Chu is calling various ministries to gather together to discuss military affairs.

Suddenly, a scout came to report the news that Ye Chen and Haring's two troops were scattered and killed under the offensive of Horqin's five coalition forces.

All of a sudden, the leaders of Nuantu in the tent, big and small, all looked at each other in blank dismay, and some even looked hesitant, already secretly thinking of surrendering in their hearts.

"My border herdsmen are panic-stricken, and they all flock here, begging for the protection of the army!"

After a long while in the tent, one person said.

The person who spoke was a very prestigious elder from the Nuantu Department. Nan Chu glanced at him, but didn't say much, he was very confused.

In the past, Nanchu was not very supportive of Zaisai and Jianzhou tearing up their faces, and it is even more so now.

Five years ago, Jianzhou defeated the 20 Ming army in Sarhu, and then continued to eat and annex the Haixi Jurchen, and merged with the Hada tribe, and formed an alliance with Horqin.

In the past two years, although the Ming Dynasty had defended Houjin's offensive in Liaodong, they could only protect themselves. In this battle, Nanchu could not see any hope of winning.

He sat on the chair, his expression constantly changing, his eagle-like eyes were exceptionally bright, although he looked calm and composed, his heart was in a mess.

Now he needs to make a decision immediately.

On the one hand, it was Zaisai who kept urging him to lead his troops north to rendezvous; on the other hand, it was the Fuyuwei Mongolian tribes that fell apart under the offensive of the five Horqin tribes.

Among the Mongolian tribes of Fuyu, Duoyan, and Taining, Duoyan is the most powerful, followed by Fuyu, and finally Taining.

The tribes of Fuyu are not monolithic, Ye Chen and Harlem had fought over the division of pastures not long ago.

Although Zaisai is his own elder brother, both of them have their own tribe, cattle, sheep and children, so they have to think about themselves.

The Ming court sent a large army, but this army rushed to Liaoyang to rescue themselves.

Even if Nurhachi could be repelled, by the time the army turned around and came to Fuyuwei, his own tribe would have ended up in the same fate as Yechen and Harlem's two tribes!

Moreover, after the battle of Sarhu, Nanchu didn't think that the Ming Dynasty still had the ability to fight against Houjin in the field. They couldn't even win Shenyang. What could they do to save themselves?

Seeing the panicked look of the elder, the leader of the well-known burly Nuantu Department was dissatisfied, glared at him, and opened his mouth to reply:

"What are you nervous about?"

"Ye Chen and Harlem Division [-] have just been defeated. I guess Horqin's cavalry won't be able to reach our old village of Ala for a while!"

"King Khan, I think you should follow Zaisai Khan's wishes and lead us north to join forces with them so that we can resist Horqin's cavalry..."

"Brother, wake up!"

As soon as the voice fell, one of the leaders sneered:

"The five coalition forces defeated Ye Chen and Harlem's troops in a short time, and they almost reached our door. That's 10,000+ cavalry!!"

"Fuyu Guard is single and weak, what can I use to resist?"

Hearing that the big and small leaders were arguing endlessly over what to fight, and even fought violently, Nan Chu, who was upset, was a little annoyed.

He stood up abruptly, and said coldly:

"Fight, keep fighting."

"The Horqin people haven't arrived yet, our tribe will follow you and kill each other!"

His words made the group of big and small leaders feel ashamed, they retreated one after another, and the tent gradually became silent.

Nan Chu picked up the kumiss held by the maid, took a sip, and then put the glass heavily on the tray.

Under such circumstances, the maid's hand was already weak, but when Nan Chu pressed it suddenly, the tray tilted and the wine glass fell to the ground.

Kumiss spilled all over the floor...

"The Khan is merciful, the Khan is merciful."

The maid instantly turned pale with fright, and knelt down on the ground, shaking like chaff all over her body.

"Useless slut, drag her down, cut off her hands and feet!"

Nan Chu was in a fit of anger, and he was even more furious when he was kicked. Without even thinking about it, he took it out on the maid.

"King Khan, have mercy!"

The maid let out a desperate cry, and was quickly dragged down by the Nuantumen, who chopped off her hands and feet outside the tent.

Everyone witnessed this scene, and immediately became silent, and some people dared not speak out, for fear that Nan Chu would get angry and cut off his hands and feet.

Nan Chu sat on the seat, said with a sneer:

"The Han people have a saying that the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping!"

"What does he count as Zaisai? He was born of the same mother, but he can be granted the title of the Ming Dynasty, and he will be the commander of Fu Yuwei and the Khan King of all the tribes."

"I just want to obey your orders and go through life and death for the Ming Dynasty. If I am not careful, I will destroy and be annexed by others!"

"A man needs face, a tree needs bark."

"You are the one who takes advantage, you are the one who receives the seal, and I am the one who sacrifices my life... Zaisai, follow your Daming well, and I will find my own way out!"

It turned out that the King Khan of Nanchu was only the King Khan of the Nuantu tribe.

The commander of Fuyuwei who was granted and recognized by the Ming Dynasty, and the Khan of the various tribes, was only Zaisai, but he was not Nanchu.

Nan Chu had long been dissatisfied with this in his heart.

"In terms of riding skills, in terms of ability, I am not as good as him!"

Nan Chu's words seemed to be addressed to Zaisai, when the big and small lords of the Nuantu Department heard their faces turn pale, pale and trembling.

"Come on!"

"Pass my order, gather the troops, and surrender to Horqin's troops!"

……

Nan Chu finally made his own decision.

He summoned the Nuantu tribe and the Fuyuwei Mongolian tribes who belonged to them, big and small, walked out of the camp, threw down the scimitar, got off the horse, and knelt down to the Horqin people.

Hearing this news, Zai Sai was not only surprised, but also scolded him unbearably.

On the banks of the Drow River, Zaise gathered all the tribes he could call, with a scale of nearly 10 people, and they were discussing urgently.

When the news of Nanchu came and made everyone feel powerless, they all moved their minds.

"What is Nanchu thinking, surrendering to the Horqin people!?"

"Is he still a descendant of the Golden Family!!"

Zaiser clenched his fists tightly, letting his nails dig into his flesh, and the blood flowed onto the map on the table. The current situation is not optimistic.

In addition to him and the Nuantu Department, Fuyuwei also has six major departments.

Among them, the Yechen and Harlem Divisions were already in the Suwen River area, and they were scattered and destroyed by the Horqin Five Divisions, and they could not be contacted at all.

Of the remaining four tribes, three of them surrendered to Horqin with the Warm Rabbit tribe, and willingly became their slaves.

In today's Fuyuwei, there are only two dozen small departments and one speculator's department still struggling to support it.

Chapter 344 Under the heavy reward, Duoyan joins the battle

"King Khan, do you want us to surrender too?"

"Yeah, if you can't win Jianzhou, if you can win, you won in Sarhu five years ago."

Zaise glared at the speaker, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth:

"Whether we win or not, I will not allow the blood of the Jin family to submit to the Jianzhou barbarians. Also, what are the Horqin people?"

"In the past, the Horqin people were just dogs around the Jin family!"

The speaker trembled in fright. King Khan's words were obviously telling them how resolute his attitude against Houjin was, and that military orders were not to be called, otherwise they would be killed as an example to others.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Zaisai looked at Haritu, the leader of the speculators department, and asked coldly:

"The descendants of Zasaktu Khan, Haritu, do you want to abandon your ancestors' behest and surrender to the horseshoes of the Horqin people?"

Haritu had this intention, and was asked straightly.

His face changed again and again, and he didn't answer for a while, thinking repeatedly in his heart.

Seeing this, Zaisai narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned back gradually, and the atmosphere in the tent also became a little subtle, so quiet that even the silver needle could be clearly heard when it fell.

After a while, Haritu gritted his teeth and said:

"how could be?"

"I'm the descendant of Zhasak Tuhan, how could I submit to the despicable Horqin people? Zaisai, you misread me!"

Zai Sai stood up, looked around the crowd and said:

"If any of you want to defect to Horqin, you can leave now. After tonight, anyone who surrenders will be my enemy!"

In fact, Zaise had no choice but to fight.

It was precisely because Nanchu knew that after Nurhachi defeated Zaisai, he might let himself replace Zaisai, so he condescended to the Horqin people.

As for Zaisai, he has been tied to Ming Dynasty and cannot move.

He was at odds with Chahar and had deceived Nurhachi, becoming the sworn enemy of Jianzhou. If he surrendered, he would definitely be humiliated and hacked to death.