The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Ayuqi returned to the Kalmyk base in the Volga River Basin. He took off his steaming helmet and handed it to the servant who walked quickly.

"Where is Father Khan?"

Ayuqi threw the helmet to the servant, but he kept walking. He walked quickly to the big tent belonging to Kalmyk Khan and asked as he walked.

"Khan is entertaining guests."

The servant held Ayuqi's helmet with both hands respectfully, and he lowered his head, speaking in a small but clear voice.

"guest?"

Ayuqi turned his head in surprise. Most of the surrounding tribes were enemies of the Kalmyks. He didn't know any good friends his father Punchuck had.

"It's Isilan Glyy," the servant said.

"So it was him!" A Yuqi suddenly realized.

This Islan Glyy claimed to be the former Khan of the Crimean Khanate. He said that he was usurped by his brother's Khan position and fled here in order to escape his brother's pursuit. After seeing the great strength of the Kalmyk people, Isilan Gree stuck to his father like a piece of brown candy. The so-called Khan not only spoke sweet words, but also gave gifts to the Khanate to win everyone's trust.

As the future Khan, Ayuqi is of course also the object of Isilan Glyi's curiosity. Isilan Glyy once gave him a Damascus scimitar that cuts as much iron as mud. Ayuqi liked this knife very much, but he didn't like Yishilan Glyy. Because Ayuqi can always see the look of an eagle looking at a wolf in the humble and smiling look of Isilan Gree. This person's true face is by no means as simple as what he shows now.

Ayuqi stepped up. The Kalmyk warrior guarding the big tent opened the curtain of the tent.

"I'm back? How did the hunting go?"

When his son came back, Punchuck, who was about to drink the wine in the silver cup in his hand, put down the wine glass and asked his son.

Punchuck is nearly fifty years old this year, which is considered a longevity among the nomads. He has been the khan of Kalmyk for more than 20 years and led the Khanate to take root in the Volga River. Different from his beautiful son. Punchuck has a typical Mongolian face. His complexion was swarthy, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines in deep valleys, which were traces of riding a horse and blowing in the sun all the year round. Punchuck has a face full of beard, and his beard is black and shiny, like the thorns of a hedgehog. Whoever sees such a face will never think that this is an easy-to-reach person. In fact, Punchuck is indeed a khan who is desperate like a czar. Those Junggar tribes and Heshuo tribes who migrated with the Kalmyks had long lost their independence and became the affiliates of the Kalmyks.

"Yes, Father Khan. I'm back." Ayuqi bowed respectfully to Punchuck. When there are no outsiders, Punchuck and Ayuqi are fathers and sons, and in front of outsiders, they have another identity, that is, Khan and Khan’s Taiji.

Ayuqi is preparing to report to Punchuck about his rich achievements in this hunting and his preparation to send troops to help Naum Vasilyev recover Cherkessk. Isilan Ge, sitting under Punchuck Ley smiled and said to Punchuck: "The wise and martial Ayu Qitaiji must have returned with a rewarding experience."

No one does not like others to praise his son, and Punchuck is no exception. Punchuk laughed loudly when Isilan Glyy said this.

Ayuqi curled his lips, and sat opposite Isilan Glyy without saying a word.

Punchuck laughed and saw that Ayuqi didn't speak. Punchuck mistakenly thought that Ayuqi hadn't gained a lot in the hunting.

"What? My Thousand-mile Horse smashed this time?"

Ayuqi turned sideways in the direction of Punchuck. He didn't talk about the hunting, but whispered to Punchuck, "Father Khan, I have something to tell you."

Ayuqi's appearance was obviously because he didn't want to let Isilan Gree know what he was about to say.

Isilan Glyy is also interested. He is eager to stand up.

"Punchuk Khan, I can't beat alcohol, let's go down first."

But Punchuck stood up and grabbed Isilan Glyy. He pulled it and said, "Hey, what's the hurry. Sit down! I'll ask the next person to bring you a bowl of sober soup."

Punchuck turned his head again and said to Ayuqi: "Ayuqi, just say anything. Isilan Glyy is not an outsider."

Although Ayuqi was reluctant, he still told Punchuck about the fact that Naum Vasilyev came to ask for help.

After listening to Ayuqi's words, Punchuck was silent. And while Isilan Glyy, who was sitting at the side, was calm on the surface, but his heart was so excited that he could hardly be himself.

Although Isilan Glyy had his roots in the Kalmyk Khanate, Punchuck treated him like a guest. However, Punchuck has always been non-committal about the issue of the borrowing of soldiers proposed by Isilan Glyy, and he has been concerned about it.

But now, Punchuck’s son Ayuqi himself was involved in the war with the Crimean Khanate. This is really a god-given opportunity given to him by God.

However, Yishilan Glyy also knew that he should not be too excited now. The most appropriate way for him now is to act as a consultant for Crimean affairs and provide a "reference" to Punchuck and his son.

So, for thirty minutes, the three of them sat like this. No one said a word.

Finally, Punchuck spoke first.

"Ayuqi, you did Meng Lang for this matter. I am a Khan from the Khanate. You should have asked me before agreeing to such a big thing."

Seeing what his father said, and faintly blaming, Ayuqi said eagerly: "Father Khan, the matter was urgent at that time. I can only agree to it first. Besides, those are three hundred muskets, with those 300 muskets. , The strength of our Khanate will rise to a higher level. Your sweat position will also be more stable."

Seeing that Ayuqi was talking about the benefits of sending troops, Punchuck shook his head. Punchuck is getting older and always likes not to worry about winning before losing, and everything is in order to preserve the strength of the Khanate.

Punchuck Ayuqi said: "Taiji, what you are talking about is the benefits of sending troops. But have you ever thought about that, for those three hundred muskets, we will be the enemy of the Crimean Khanate. That is a big country. Can easily take out tens of thousands of cavalry. I heard that their tens of thousands of troops are now attacking the city in southern Xinjiang of Tsarist Russia. We rushed in and entered, if their khan aimed at us, then The loss of the Khanate cannot be made up for by hundreds of muskets."

When Isilan Glyy heard Punchuck calling Muhammad Glyy "Khan", his hands clenched tightly, and his face twitched unconsciously.

Punchuck realized that he had made a mistake after speaking. He smiled and said to Isilan Glyy, "I'm sorry."

Isilan Glyi smiled indifferently: "Where, Punchuk Khan, I am indeed a loser now. But I can't agree with you that the Khan has suffered a loss."

Listening to what Isilan Glyy said, both Punchuck and Ayuqi looked inquiring.

Isilan Glyy finally got the chance. He talked eloquently: "Khan, and Taiji. My Crimean Khanate is indeed attacking Tsarist Russia, but it’s not like the Khan you said. Conquering the city, but the harvest of the routine steppe peoples. You may not know that this is what we must do every year, looting slaves from Tsarist Russia, Ukraine and Poland. It concerns the nobles and subjects of every Crimean Khanate Will I be able to put on silk clothes and eat my food in the next year?"

At this time, Ayuqi interrupted Yishilan Glyi's words and asked, "Do you mean that even the Khan of Crimea cannot stop the harvest of your steppe people, otherwise he will Become everyone’s enemy."

"Taiji is smart." Isilan Gree smiled and praised.

Then, he said: "This is especially true for my brother. His position of sweat was usurped, which makes his legitimacy questioned, and he wants to bring even more to the nobles and subjects of the Khanate. So even if we send troops to Cherkessk, Muhammad Glyy will not return to his teacher. After all, compared with the harvest of the steppe peoples, Cherkessk is far away from the Khanate and from the Tsar The territory taken by Russia is so insignificant."

What Isilan Glyy said was not entirely fabricated to deceive Punchuk and his son. Five points are true and five points are false.

The truth is that Muhammad Glyi cannot return in a short time; the fake is the importance of Cherkessk and Azov to the Crimean Khanate.

Circsksk, which isolates Azov from the Crimean Peninsula, is so important to the Crimean Khanate that it cannot be overestimated. Only by maintaining the smooth flow of the two places, the supplies brought by the caravan and the local nomads can continuously transfuse the Crimean Khanate in the core area of ​​the peninsula. When Isilan Glyy himself was in power, he had the idea to pull out the nail of Cherkessk, but he was ousted from power because of the civil war without taking any action.

After listening to Isilan Glyy's words, Punchuck fell into contemplation again, apparently a little moved. And Isilan Glyy hit the railroad while it was hot: "Khan, Circsksk is an enclave for the Crimean Khanate, because the distance is too far, and it is also vulnerable to the Don Cossacks. It’s really tasteless, and it’s a shame to throw it away; but it’s different for the Turgut Khanate, where the aquatic plants are abundant, suitable for grazing, and it’s an excellent pasture."

At this moment, Punchuck interrupted Isilan Glyy.

"Isilan Glyy Khan, according to your statement, Cherkessk is prone to be attacked by the Don Cossacks. Wouldn't we also encounter the same situation as the Tatars when we occupy it?"

Isilan Gree smiled, and he smiled happily.

"Khan, you forgot, the Cossacks invited us."

Punchuck also smiled.

"Ayuqi, do you understand?"

"Father Khan, I understand."

Punchuck turned to Isilan Glyy again. He said: "Isilan Glyy Khan, thank you for giving us such important information and analysis. I don't hesitate anymore."

Isilan Glyy smiled and leaned slightly to accept Punchuk's thanks.

Punchuck turned his head to Ayuqi again, and said, "Ayuqi, my son, do it. Go and expand for the Khanate."

"Yes, Father Khan." A Yuqi said excitedly.

Then the three drank some more wine. Pengchuk was drunk first, and he asked Ayuqi to help him walk behind the big tent.

As soon as he got to the bed, Punchuk, who was originally drunk, was completely drunk. He straightened up and said to his son: "Ayuqi, I will send Isilan Glyy to assist you. He is the former of Crimea. Khan, knows everything about the Crimean Khanate. This man is good for the Turgut Khanate to attack Cherkessk. But you have to remember that Isilan Glyy also has his own ambitions. He always wants to take advantage of us, so you have to be careful of him. You can’t disbelieve or believe in what he says. You have to think with your own mind. Understand?"

Ayuqi nodded.

"Father Khan, I know what to do."

Punchuck raised a little worryingly: "Remember ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Whether it is Russians or Crimean Tatars, they are all enemies of the Buddha, and we are not in harmony with us."

At this time, Isilan Glyy's farewell voice came from outside: "Khan, Taiji. I can't beat the alcohol and retire first."

Isilan Glyy returned to his own tent. Uzenbey waited there early.

Wu Zeng saw that Isilan Glyy came back today with sincere joy, and couldn't help asking: "Khan, did the Turhutes agree to send troops?"

"Send troops?" Yislan Glyy immediately changed his face and smiled contemptuously: "How could the old fox of Punchuk agree to me so easily. It was his son Ayuqi who helped. The kid accepted the Russians. Bribery, to help Tsarist Russia to regain Cherkessk, so I pushed it along. After a few days, these Turhites are about to fight our Tatars."

Hearing what Isilan Glyy said, Uzenbey also laughed. Then he asked: "What about us?"

Isilan Glyy beckoned, motioning Uzenbey to come closer. He whispered to Uzenbey: "You go to contact the tribal chiefs who are loyal to me in the Azov area and let them wait for my order. I will take it while the Azov forces are empty, and let Azov become our country. Base."

Uzenbeyi was full of enthusiasm, and he had been waiting for this day.

"Khan, I'll go right away!"

Uzenbey was getting up, but he suddenly remembered something.

"Khan," Uzenbey said, "We won the Azovs without telling the Tulhuts. What if they come back to us to settle accounts?"

"What to do?" Isilan Glyi smiled weirdly: "They and my brother will both be injured by that time, what else can they do with me!"