"In the sixth year of the Tianqi reign of the Ming Dynasty, the leader of the Nu tribe, Nurhaci, attacked Bahrain because it had rebelled against the alliance and killed its Beile."

"In the first year of Chongzhen, the Balin tribe was defeated by the Chahar, and Taiji Seder led his tribe to surrender to the Later Jin."

"In the seventh year of Chongzhen, Seder died. Later Jin made his nephew Sebuteng the prince of the county and the governor of the right banner of Balin. Man Zhu Xili was made Beizi and the governor of the left banner of Balin."

"There is also a nephew, Se Ling, who followed Huang Taiji in his campaigns and married Huang Taiji's goddaughter, the son-in-law of the Later Jin Dynasty, and held a high position."

"After Aixinjueluo Fulin ascended the throne, Se Leng died. The Later Jin wanted to let Se Leng's son Wen Chun take charge of Balin Left Banner. However, due to the opposition of the Balin elders, they had to confer you the title of Zasak Gushan Beizi, hereditary without interruption, and Wen Chun was conferred the title of Hailin Beizi, remotely in charge of Balin Right Banner."

"The oldest tribe of Mongolia, the Balin tribe, once followed Genghis Khan to establish the Mongol Empire. During the reign of Tumen Khan, Subahai of the Balin tribe served as one of the five ruling ministers of the Khan's court and participated in handling government affairs. Now it has fallen into pieces and is even serving as a dog for the Jurchens."

"Man Zhu Xili, what do you think?"

Looking down at the middle-aged man in front of him, Jia Xuan showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want to do?"

Man Zhu Xili raised his head, his eyes showing a variety of emotions, including resentment, anger, confusion, murderous intent, etc.

When the Mongolian cavalry was roaming the world, the Jurchens were still savages in the mountains and forests, but now the Jurchens have established a powerful country that rules Liaodong and Modong, and they, the great Mongols, have become vassals of the Jurchens. How can they accept such humiliation!

If it weren't for the fact that the Later Jin was too powerful, the Balin tribe would have merged into one long ago, and he, the Zasak Gushan Beizi, should have been the Taiji of the Balin tribe.

"I heard that all the people of Korchin followed the Later Jin to Ningyuan.

Jia Xuan said something out of the blue.

"No!"

"You lunatic, you actually want to attack Khorchin"

"The six banners on both wings of Khorchin have more than 200,000 people. Even if most of the cavalry were taken away, there are still at least 10,000 cavalry left in the Jerim League."

Man Zhu Xili was shocked. He never expected that the young man in front of him would be so crazy.

"So what if there are ten thousand cavalry?"

"The Left Banner of the Balin Tribe also had 5,000 cavalrymen, but they were defeated by our Dragon Guards in a single breath."

"With my Longxiang Guards here, even if your Balin tribe mobilizes all the soldiers in your clan, can you still not swallow up the Khorchin tribe?"

"If you don't have great ambitions, I advise you to go back to your tent and rest early. Why are you still here as a taiji?"

Jia Xuan curled his lips, and the sarcasm between the lines was not concealed at all.

""Huh!!!"

These words stunned Man Zhu Xili. To annex the Khorchin tribe was an unprecedented temptation.

Mongolia was divided into the south, north, east and west of the desert. Among them, the east of the desert was adjacent to Liaodong and was the weakest. It was often invaded by Liaodong forces. However, as the master of the grasslands of the east of the desert, if the Balin tribe could completely annex them, the strength would increase sharply.

By then, with hundreds of thousands of people and tens of thousands of cavalry under their command, they would come and go like the wind. Why would they care about the shackles of others?

"What do you want?"

After thinking for a while, Zhu Xili looked at Jia Xuan with a firm look.

There is no free lunch in the world. He doesn't think that the people of Dajing came to this grassland just to give him advice.

"What I want is beyond your current ability."

"You'd better integrate your subordinates immediately. My people will cooperate with you to take down the right flag and then attack Korqin."

Looking into the distance, Jia Xuan said with a gloomy look.

""Okay."

Man Zhu Xili gritted his teeth and made a choice.

Under his call, the few young and strong men of the left flag of the Balin tribe were armed, put on armor, carried scimitars and bows and arrows, and followed the Longxiang Guards to raid the right flag of the Balin tribe.

In the evening, the Modong grassland was painted with beautiful sunset glow. As the sun set, corpses were scattered on the bloody grassland. Weapons and leather armor were collected by the Balin tribesmen. The battle was over.

The three thousand Longxiang Guards destroyed the defense of the right flag of the Balin tribe with just one charge. Man Zhu Xili announced that the two flags would be unified in the name of the Balin Taiji. The Balin tribesmen readily agreed because all those who resisted had died under the spears.

In this way, a brand new Balin tribe appeared on the Modong grassland, with 60,000 people and 8,000 light cavalry............

At midnight, the night deepened and it was pitch dark.

Deep in the Modong grassland, where the grass and water were the most luxuriant, was the center of the six banners of the two wings of the Khorchin tribe.

The area under the jurisdiction of the Khorchin tribe extended to the Taoer River and Nenjiang River basins south of the Suoyueerji Mountains in the north, the Liaohe River basin and Yangximu River in the south, the Wuhana Mountains in the west, and the Songhua River and Yidun River in the east. All the concubines of the Khan of the Later Jin Dynasty came from the Khorchin tribe.

Under the illumination of the bonfire, blankets were densely distributed along the banks of the Xiliao River. The herdsmen had already fallen asleep and were sleeping soundly.

""General!"

Jiang Gao, Bei Shi, and Du Bai's eyes shone in the dark night. This was the base camp of the Khorchin tribe, the overlord of the desert.

Apart from anything else, the merit of confiscating the Khorchin tribe was enough to be awarded a title when he returned to the court, at least a viscount.

"Jiang Gao"

"You personally watch Man Zhu Xili"

"No Khorchin people are allowed to escape, and the Balin tribe is not allowed to enter the tent to plunder without my order."

Jia Xuan gave the order calmly.

""Understood!"

Jiang Gao immediately rode his horse to the Balin cavalry without saying anything.

The Mongols have always been lax, and the Balin tribe has long been dissatisfied with the Khorchin tribe. There are countless conflicts between the two. If the Balin tribe is not controlled and these guys are allowed to slaughter at will, the entire Khorchin grassland will become a mess. This is not what they want to see.

"Kitaya, Tubai"

"You two will each lead a thousand Dragon Guards to drive back the Khorchins from the left and right."

"I will personally lead a thousand cavalrymen to crush the enemy camp!"

With a wave of his fist, Jia Xuan had already drawn the Chixiao Sword, and the Wuzhumuqin horse under his crotch moved slowly.

""Yes."

Upon hearing this, Bei Shi and Du Bai gave orders without hesitation. Two thousand Longxiong Guards guarded the center, forming a huge triangle, approaching the Jirim League at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Time passed by, and the Longxiong Guards were less than ten miles away from the Jirim League.

At this time, Jia Xuan shouted loudly:"The battle to defeat the enemy is now."

"Kill!!!" As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed towards the camp of the Khorchin tribe like lightning. The black Ujumqin horse and Jia Xuan in black armor were completely hidden in the night. It was impossible to distinguish the figures. Only the crisp sound of horse hooves could be heard.

"Kill!"

The three thousand Dragon Guards were all excited and rushed forward.

The dull sound of horse hooves suddenly woke up the Khorchin tribe. Countless Mongols walked out of their felts, holding scimitars in their hands, and were about to mount their horses to meet the enemy.

However, Jia Xuan had already appeared in front of the camp gate, and the Chixiao sword in his hand was replaced by an Uzi steel gun, with a cold and fierce look in his eyes.

"Get up for me!"

The three thousand Longxiang Guards watched Jia Xuan lift the barricades blocking the camp gate like a god or demon, and their blood boiled.

"General!"

"General!"

"General!"

".........."

Cheers resounded through the sky, shaking the entire night, and countless Mongolians were stunned.

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