Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 385 Have a good life with the Qing Dynasty?

After the defeat of Ulan Butong, of the 4000 Junggar army, Galdan only brought back [-].

He ran away like crazy, and didn't dare to stop for a rest until the desert oasis in Yanqi Basin.

Even in such a precious land, Galdan still had a sad face.

The continuous invasion of the Qing army forced the tribes to continue to migrate in the Western Regions. With the loss of a large number of grasslands and frequent transitions, the speed of the livestock's fattening was greatly delayed, so that the tribe's cattle and sheep are now in a difficult situation. Can't get through this winter.

The cold winter in the Little Ice Age was particularly difficult. It is only the end of October now, and nearly [-] livestock have died of freezing and starvation due to lack of forage.

Although these livestock provided sufficient food for the tribal people so that they would not have nothing to eat in winter, it was tantamount to exhausting the water for fishing.

For nomads, the number of livestock means strength. Without enough livestock, it is difficult to feed a large population.

With a lot of livestock dying, next spring will be very difficult, starvation is certain.

What's even more frightening is that this situation is still going on. If it goes on like this, the livestock will probably die.

Galdan was worried about this, but there was nothing he could do. He could only let the soldiers search on foot, trying to find usable pastures, hoping to keep the remaining livestock alive.

Galdan’s nephew, Tserwang Allah Butan, was in charge of this matter. With hundreds of people, he searched scatteredly for nearly 20 days. Return to life.

Galdan was drinking tea when Tsewang Allah Butan came back.

This is the tea that nomads often drink. It is boiled with black tea bricks and added with salt and goat's milk. It is Galdan's favorite.

Today's tea had just been brewed, and he had only taken two sips when Tsewang Allah Butan opened the curtain and walked in: "Khan, I'm back."

Galdan nodded: "How is the situation?"

Tsewang Allah Butan's expression darkened and he shook his head: "This year's snow is so heavy that we can't find any pasture. We tried digging on a sunny and windy slope, and the snow was at least two feet deep, so we couldn't let the horses go. Khan, I think some of the horses should be slaughtered."

"No, I'd rather kill cattle and sheep than war horses." Galdan said as he put down his tea bowl.

"Great Khan, we have no other choice. We don't have enough fodder, so we can only kill some of the livestock." Cewang Alabatan reminded.

"Then kill the cattle and sheep." Galdan still refused.

"However, a lot of cattle and sheep have been killed. If we continue to kill like this, we will starve to death next year." Cewang Allah Butan reminded: "If some horses are killed, more fodder can be left for cattle and sheep. Next year we To slow down."

"Have you ever thought about how we should resist if the war horse is killed and the Qing Dynasty comes over?" Galdan sighed.

Cewang Allah Butan's eyes flickered, and after a while he seemed to have made a decision and said: "Khan, we might as well surrender to the Qing Dynasty, I believe we can keep our people."

"What?" Galdan suddenly widened his eyes.

Then he slammed his right hand on the table: "If we surrender to the Qing Dynasty, we are committing suicide and destroying everything in Junggar."

"But as far as I know, all the Mongolian tribes of Khalkha have surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. It is said that those sweats have become richer. Not only do they have innumerable wealth, but they can also eat all kinds of delicacies in the Central Plains. The supply of tea and salt is open. , and the food supply from the Qing Dynasty, there is no need to worry about starving to death..."

Cewang Alabatan wanted to surrender to the Qing from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, if the fight continued, the battle would be meaningless, and he would lose anyway. It would be better for him to surrender decently.

If they are dragged to the capital of the Qing Dynasty for a prisoner offering ceremony, they will lose their lives and embarrass themselves!

"enough."

Galdan was so angry that he threw the tea bowl on the ground: "That's Kangxi's false propaganda. How could they be so kind and let the Mongols live better than the Manchus?"

Cewang Allah Butan persuaded again: "Great Khan, we..."

"Don't say any more." Galdan interrupted Cewang Allah Butan.

And he said solemnly: "Don't shake the morale of the army. We only need to persist until tomorrow summer when the Ming and Luocha armies will attack the Qing. That's when we will launch a massive counterattack. As long as we have enough horses, we can organize a large army to fight for the enemy. The Junggar Khanate will gain the greatest benefit."

"Profuse sweat." Cewang Allah Butan was a little anxious.

But Galdan waved his hand: "Slaughter another [-] livestock, and do it right away. Go down, Ben Khan is going to rest."

Seeing that Da Khan insisted on refusing to do so, and Cewang Allah Butan had no choice but to sigh, shake his head and leave.

As soon as Tsewang Allah Butan left, Anukedun, the concubine of Galdan, walked in: "Khan, why are things so angry? I heard you shouting from a long distance away."

"It turned out to be Anu, please sit down."

Galdan sighed and said, "I'm angry because of Allah Butan. He has been poisoned by the Qing Dynasty and wants to persuade me to surrender. He also nonsense said that after the surrender of the Khanates, they got better than before. Life, it's just nonsense."

"I have heard more than one person say that they are all caravans from all over the world, and they don't know each other."

Anukodun shook his head again and said: "These people spoke in great detail, and the content is similar, obviously they are not talking nonsense, maybe we should send someone to investigate, is there really such a thing."

"It's absolutely impossible." Galdan said coldly, and Anukodun couldn't persuade him anymore, so he could only leave with a sigh.

Tseng Wang Allah Butan was angrily reprimanded by Galdan, and his heart was full of despair. He stood in the snow field, looked at the white expanse and sighed repeatedly.

He knew that the Junggar Khanate was over. Even if the Qing Dynasty did not come to attack next spring, those old people would not be able to survive at all. They would be the first to be starved to death, followed by those children.

Thinking that his people would be starved to death, and that the starved old people might even be used to feed themselves during the spring famine, Tsewang Allah Butan felt chills all over his body, and he was on the verge of despair.

At this moment, a centurion stumbled over and ran over: "Taiji, something is wrong, our camp to the east has been attacked."

"Eastern camp? That's impossible."

Tseng Wang Alabatan exclaimed: "Who attacked?"

"It seems to be the Qing army. By the way, they have cannons, many, many cannons." The terrified expression on Baiqichang's face was obviously frightened.

"A lot of cannons? That must be them." Tsewang Allah Butan exclaimed. He knew that Galdan must be informed of the news as soon as possible, and immediately ran to the camp.

Galdan had just reheated the tea, and before he started to drink it, he saw Tsewang Allah Butan rushing in.

He felt a little impatient with this nephew: "What are you doing so rashly? Why did you barge in again?"

(End of this chapter)