As May approaches, the weather is getting hotter, especially in the desert, with the scorching sun and the sunshine.

Nikru and others took Lin Dankhan's body and turned to the Chechnya Khanate. But as soon as they reached the border, they were blocked.

Nikru now knows the situation they encountered, but there is no other way, so he has to beg for "Hze Taiji, remembering his past friendship, please tell Shuolei Khan again, my Khan has passed away, Chahar has lost his country, please give me Khan a decent."

The relationship between Mongolian tribes is quite complicated, and the Chechen Khanate and Chahar also had close contacts and secret agreements. But at this time, they were still severely rejected. Taiji, who was 'defending' their 'dirty', said directly: "National Master, you should know that the Ming Dynasty is now heading north, and the relationship between Khalkha and Khanshuote is subtle. If the Ming Dynasty moves its hands and feet, I will see that the country will be destroyed. If I don't let you in, it is not that I am mean and I don't miss the old love, but in fact it is to protect you. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. We should pretend that we have never seen it. Otherwise, if we are seen by other Khanates, we will definitely capture you and offer it to the Ming people..."

There are only three thousand people behind Nikru, who are the direct confidants of Lin Danhan's family. After so many days of hard work, he has been exhausted and has no strength at all. He doesn't want to take another step.

Nicklu looked at the three thousand people with a pale face, his eyes were a little dim, and his whole body was aged more than ten years old. He knew very well that they were very dangerous now, so he could only say, "Taiji, I believe that Shuoleihan can have other ways, please give me some advice."

This Heze Taiji looked at the national teacher with a calm expression.

The status of Mongolia's "national teacher" is extraordinary. Although Nikru was appointed by Lindan Khan's "privately" and was not recognized by the Mongolian Khanate, he still has a certain influence.

Taiji was a little silent, then shook his head and said, "National Master, there is no other way now. You know the situation in Mobei and Moxi. No one is willing to go north at this time. Now, no one will offend the Ming Dynasty, so as not to cause the Ming Dynasty's fear or fight directly."

Nicklu sighed, turned his head to look at Lin Danhan's body, and then looked up at the sun in the sky. If Lin Danhan could not be buried as soon as possible, the body would be damaged.

A thousand households looked at each other silently, and their spirits had long disappeared. Now they were exhausted, weak, and at a loss.

The Chechen Khanate is their last glimmer of life. If the Chechen Khan cannot shelter them, they will have no way to survive!

Nikru frowned and wanted to speak but stopped. They had no bargaining chips now and could not convince Chechen Khan at all.

Seeing that Nikru was unwilling to leave, Taiji pondered for a moment and said, "Tell you a piece of news. The Ming Dynasty was already searching for the eight concubines of Lin Danhan. Once they found Ezhe, you should know the consequences."

Nicklu's face changed slightly and his eyes were solemn.

Ezhe is Chahar's hope. If he falls into the hands of the Ming Dynasty, the Great Mongolian Kingdom will be completely destroyed and Lin Danhan's hope will be gone!

Nikru wanted to turn around immediately and walk to find Lin Danhan's only son Ezhe, but he knew that with their current state, they could not go much far.

I was silent for a moment and didn't know how to speak.

Chahar is really at the end of his journey and has no way to live.

After a while, Nikru looked at Taiji with a firm expression and said in a deep voice, "We will survive! Please tell Chechen Khan that we, Chahar, will not perish, nor will the Great Mongolian Kingdom!"

After saying that, Nicklu turned around and left.

They are nomadic peoples, and some ways to survive on the grasslands. The Ming Dynasty will not be there forever, and they can still do it again!

This Hezedeiji looked at Nicklu's journey away, and his eyes were filled with worry.

The demise of Chahar gave them a great shock, which made the three Khalkha Khanate fear, worry and vigilant.

This time, the "referendum" was a collective action of the entire northern and western Mo. Although each had its own ulterior motives, it also exposed the crisis of the various khanates in Mongolia.

Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty used to have the upper hand. This time, regardless of the authenticity of this "rejection", offense and defense will inevitably be reversed, and they will be passive.

"Go back." After a while, Hezetaiji said indifferently. He was going to report to Shuolei Khan. Now the envoys from the major khanates are going to Gansu Town, preparing to discuss the "referendum".

At this time, Gansu Town is becoming more and more lively.

The envoys of the Heshuote tribe, the Junggar tribe, the Tushetu tribe and other places slowly entered and are now arranged to walk around the base in Gansu Town.

A commander led these envoys to a training ground and said, "This is a grenade projection ground, please pay attention to cover your ears."

The places in the west and north of Mo did not have much contact with the Ming Dynasty and had little knowledge of what happened in the Ming Dynasty. However, they knew that the Ming Dynasty destroyed the arrogant Jin Kingdom and the arrogant and domineering Chahar, with a hundred thousand troops coming to the city. Then they suddenly realized that this "rejection" had happened.

Listening to the words of the commander, everyone looked at each other in disbelief, looking at the rows of more than thirty soldiers standing behind the pile of soil not far away in front.

The flag soldiers at the training ground ignored the people coming and waved the flag and said in a deep voice, "Stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eight soldiers in front pulled the ropes and immediately threw them forward.

A group of messengers were confused and didn't know what they were doing. They just felt like they threw out an iron lump, and then seven or eight people suddenly squatted down.

Bang bang bang

They couldn't react. A few dozen meters away, an explosion suddenly came, exploded one by one, dust rolled, and big pits appeared.

Then there was the second row, with the explosions even more intense, sand and soil all over the sky, and the area was completely submerged.

Then there was the third row, with thirty grenades thrown out in a row, dozens of meters away, unrecognizable, dust rolling, and it was unstoppable for a long time.

The envoys from Khanate, such as Hsot, Junggar, Tushetu, Chechnya, etc. were shocked, and their ears were deafening, and they all opened their eyes to look at the gradually calming land.

The place is not big, but now it is a pit of earth, surrounded by the smell of sulfur and a terrifying atmosphere.

Seven or eight messengers looked at each other, all of whom were shocked and alert.

"Everyone, follow me."

The captain looked at the expressions of the people and waited quietly for a while and said.

The messengers looked tense and almost subconsciously followed behind him.

Such weapons make them uneasy.

The captain soon arrived at a shooting range, where dozens of soldiers were holding bows and arrows, waiting for the orders of the flag commanders.

A group of messengers came over and looked at the soldiers' arrows with strange things tied to their arrows, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Shoot!" Qi Lingbing shouted suddenly.

The soldiers immediately pulled their bows and let go. With a "swoosh", one bow and arrow flew out a hundred meters away.

Bang bang bang

Almost before it landed, arrows suddenly exploded, instantly 100 meters away, and the smoke and dust exploded in an area of ​​more than ten feet, without any gaps!

This was the first time a group of messengers saw it, and their pupils were shrinking. If they met their army, how could they fight this battle? They were defeated from the beginning!

The captain looked at their expressions and did not give them a chance to buffer, and said directly, "Everyone, this is a minefield, please come to me."

A group of people were shocked and could not calm down. They followed the commander and came to a nearby platform. In front of them was an open space, which was no different from ordinary places, including plants, sand, stones, paths, and even a stream.

These messengers have experienced two shocks, and now they are still a little confused when they look at this blank space.

The commander smiled without saying a word, stood in front, and said, "Just like before, please cover your ears first."

The messengers learned their lesson this time, and they covered their ears with their hands and looked at the front with wide eyes.

At this moment, all eight doors under the high platform opened, and some chickens, dogs, pigs and sheep ran out one after another.

These Mongolian envoys were stunned. How could such a thing appear?

Bang

Suddenly a dog ran into the mound and exploded as soon as it was about to leave.

Then a group of livestock were frightened, rushing wildly, running around, and then in the open space under the high platform, one after another, the corpses flew everywhere, blood and flesh were blurred, and thick smoke flew into the air.

These messengers were stunned and never expected that there would be such a thing.

The captain looked at these envoys and said with a smile as usual: "This kind of landmines is used on land. One hundred can interrupt the enemy's charge and weaken the enemy's morale..."

Since Genghis Khan, the Mongols have been kings on land. Even after they declined, they have always been nomadic peoples and soldiers on horseback. They know the laws of war and the horror of these firearms. They are so shocked that they are completely speechless for a while.

"Entertainment, please follow me. Next, I will show you the divine cannon of our country." The captain smiled deeply in the corner of his eyes and turned around.

The envoys from the various Mongolian Khanate countries looked at each other quietly, without saying a word, hiding deep fear and vigilance, and followed the commander silently.

What they called "submission" to the Ming Dynasty was a different way of understanding.

In their opinion, they were "alliance" with the Ming Dynasty, and made a brotherly alliance with heaven and earth, and never violated each other. But the Ming people did not have this statement. They translated it as "submission". Like the Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert, they made so-called "tribute" to the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty gave them "rewards" to each other, and they were kind to each other.

Whether it is Khalkha or the western Mongolian world, they are facing many threats and have to make this deal with the Ming Dynasty. They still have other purposes in their hearts. Now it seems that their ideas need to be changed!
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