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With a face full of sorrow, Battelle led more than two hundred cavalry belonging to the Naiman tribe and went out ten miles away to welcome the arrival of Liu Jin, Wang Shouren and others.
"The equipment of the Ming army is so sophisticated, all of them are armor~"
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and Battle looked at the huge team shining in the sunlight.
??The whole person couldn¡¯t help but marvel.
It hasn¡¯t been a year or two since he dealt with the Ming army. When he was young, he often led his army south and fought against the Ming army.
But the Ming army was different in the past. In his opinion, the equipment of the Ming army was very poor. Not to mention the armor, even the swords in their hands were made of scrap metal.
But the Ming army in front of him was all in armor, with muskets on its back and a saber on its waist. More importantly, the spirit of this cavalry was definitely something he had never seen before.
Such a neat team moved forward silently on the grassland like a torrent of steel. Even from a distance, you can still feel the heavy pressure it brings to people, as if a huge dark cloud is shrouding it.
Liu Jin was wearing a crimson robe, riding on a tall horse, holding a telescope in his hand and observing everything in the Naiman tribe carefully.
"It seems that last year my vitality was really damaged, the old ones are old, the young ones are young~"
"I hope you will be wise and don't let me go on a killing spree."
Liu Jin thought silently in his heart that killing the old, weak, women and children was obviously not possible, but if the Naiman tribe was unwilling to abide by the newly formulated policies of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Jin would have to do so.
There is no way around this.
"If we don't take advantage of the grassland people's weakness to subdue them now, when they recover, they will once again raise their butcher's knives to slaughter the Central Plains.
It is so cruel between civilizations and between races.
Countless people in the Central Plains have died under the butcher knives of the prairie people. In the past, every time the prairie people went south, tens of thousands of people died at least, and sometimes hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people died.
"The Naiman tribe, Battle, led the entire clan to welcome the Angel of Heaven~"
Soon, the two sides met. Battelle led his people to Liu Jin and Wang Shouren, put his right hand on his left chest, bent down slightly and said.
"No gifts~"
Liu Jin smiled and said.
"Thank you, sir~"
Seeing that Liu Jin was smiling and seemed to be easy to talk to, Battelle and others were slightly relieved.
"You haven't asked me about your surname yet?"
"My name is Liu Jin, and this is Wang Shouren~"
Liu Jin introduced Battelle with a smile on his face.
"Master Liu, Master Wang!"
Barter saluted quickly again.
A few people exchanged some pleasantries, then each got on their horses, and under the leadership of Battelle, they slowly rode towards Battel's camp.
"Battle, the scenery of this grassland is so beautiful~"
Liu Jin and Battelle were walking side by side. Liu Jin looked at the beautiful grassland scenery and said with a smile.
"If Mr. Liu likes it, you might as well stay on the grassland for a few more days, so that I can fulfill my duty as a landlord."
When Battle heard this, he quickly said enthusiastically.
"Forget it, the grassland is not the most beautiful in summer. It is in autumn. At that time, the cattle and sheep on the grassland are also the most beautiful."
Liu Jin smiled, shook his head and said.
"Master Liu, did you talk about the grassland before?"
When Battle heard this, he was slightly surprised and asked quickly.
"Haha, of course I have been to the grassland. The people in the grassland are warm and hospitable, good at singing and dancing, and they have a true nature, which makes people forget to leave."
Liu Jin remembered the scene of traveling to the grassland before traveling through time, and he still had a very good impression of the grassland people.
"Master Liu, autumn will be here in a few months. Please come to the grassland as a guest. I will kill the fattest cattle and sheep and entertain you with the most beautiful girls."
When Battle heard this, he was slightly excited and said.
The young Mr. Liu in front of him actually knows the grassland so well, and he seems to like the grassland very much.
"Haha, I will definitely come to the grassland to play when I have time."
Liu Jin laughed happily.
Soon, everyone arrived at Battle¡¯s camp, and suddenly the entire camp began to change.He is one of his own.
Regarding the Tang Dynasty, they, the grassland nobles, also knew that during the Tang Dynasty, a large proportion of officials of foreign origins were in the Tang Dynasty's court, and many generals were of foreign origin.
There were even many grassland people among Emperor Taizong's personal guards.
"Can we really go back to our own tribe from time to time?"
Barter asked again.
"Yes, our Ming Dynasty has always kept its word. After you and I are one family, these grassland people are also the people of the Ming Dynasty, and this grassland is also the territory of the Ming Dynasty. When the time comes, there will no longer be a distinction between you and me. Naturally, you can go home at any time. Back."
Liu Jin nodded solemnly.
I don¡¯t believe it anymore. After getting used to living here in the capital, do you still want to come back to the grassland?
Hearing Liu Jin's words, everyone nodded slightly, and it sounded as if they didn't really want to put themselves under house arrest.
"Master Liu, if the Ming Dynasty did not want to put us under house arrest, we would naturally be willing to move to the capital of the Ming Dynasty to settle. The grasslands are bitterly cold and the capital is prosperous. We have long wanted to experience it."
Battelle thought for a while before expressing his stance.
As long as they are not under house arrest, they have to agree even if they don't agree. The thousands of cavalry outside are enough to easily sweep through their entire Naiman tribe.
I am a sword, I am a fish, this taste is uncomfortable.
But everything must be endured, and we must wait patiently, waiting for the young eagles on the grassland to turn into eagles. Then, they can still rebel against the Ming Dynasty. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com