Just as Manchuria and the Empire gathered troops into the Tianshan North Road and coveted the Yili River Valley, a group of people braved the drizzle of early autumn and headed east along the Yili River. The snow-capped Tianshan peaks stood at their feet. On the yellowed grassland, people and carts of animals lined up, slowly heading east and never looked back.

The wind and rain are getting heavier, the ground is already muddy, and it is difficult for vehicles to move forward. In this harsh climate, people and animals are easily lost. A young man rode a horse to a big cart and shouted: "Father's sweat, the rain is too heavy, the ground is full of muddy soup, and the vehicles are trapped in. I just hit a few muddy thunders, which really scared away many cattle and sheep and could not leave anymore."

The curtain of the car window was lifted, revealing the old face of Heshuo Khan Orchitu. He poked his head and observed it for a while, and said, "Go to camp in that highland and leave enough cavalry guard!"

"Father Khan, who will attack us in this kind of weather!" the young man asked in confusion.

Orchitu cursed: "Everyone can do it, that madman Galdan, that bastard Chechen Taiji, and that stupid bird Zhuotbabatu. If it were Manchus, we would all be slaves!"

It was not until the afternoon that the tribe arrived at the high platform and set up camp. The cart surrounded the camp and wrapped the animals inside. Many people were buried in the tent. Orchitu watched a group of subordinates drive away the tribes and slaves to find the lost cattle and sheep, and immediately stopped them, and ordered: "Don't worry about the cattle and sheep, wait until the rain stops and go find them, take out all the ginger, boil ginger soup and share it with everyone. Whether it is slaves or civilians, the woman and children are rushed into the tent. This cold rain can kill human life."

When Orchitu's son Haqier handled everything properly, he came to the Khan tent. Orchitu picked up the copper pot and poured him a large bowl of ginger soup, watched him drink it, and asked, "Is the loss big?"

"Most people are fine, but the animals are losing more." Hatchel said.

Orchitu smiled: "Then there is no problem."

"Father Khan, cattle and sheep are all for us. How should we live if we lose it?" Hatcher said dissatisfied when he saw his father's indifferent appearance.

Orchitu said: "Where do you think our Heshuote tribe is going to retreat? Go to our winter ranch? You are wrong. Before the snow has fallen, I will take my tribe to Balikun. It is the appeasement zone of the empire. We lost cattle and sheep, but the empire will provide me with food. Isn't this what a generous monarch should do?"

"Balikun? Why is it there? We don't care about the matter of Tianshan North Road? You should have heard that the Huit army has been destroyed, Celing and Cewang were both attacked by the Manchus. General Chen Ping stationed troops in Ulan Usu, preparing to fight against Manchus?" Hachil was so excited that he waved his fists.

Orchitu smiled: "Yes, so I asked your elder brother to bring a thousand cavalry to Ulan Usu and serve under General Chen Ping. As for the battle? Don't listen to those people talking nonsense. Hachir, General Chen Ping only brought four thousand cavalry. Even if these cavalry are very elite, they cannot be fully confident of defeating the Manchus!"

"But as the leader of Wei Lat, you should not retreat east to Balikun, but to Ulan Usu." Hachir said.

Orchitu laughed even more: "Since our Wei Lat tribes surrendered to the empire and became vassals of the Han people, I, the so-called leader, have been in name only. In fact, before surrendering, after we went to Tibet, the Wei Lat leader was meaningless. I can do it because I am weak enough and old enough. It is also because everyone does not want Sengge to be the leader. I do not have the ability and prestige to raise my arms and shout. As a great khan of this Heshuote tribe, the only thing I do is to protect my tribe at this time."

Hachir widened his eyes, but Orchitu said, "You are an ambitious child. Unfortunately, in this era you are in, you have such an identity. Ambition will only harm you. Ten years ago, King Cheng led his army to occupy Hami and Turpan, the empire established the Guanxi Appeasement Zone, and the Tianshan Mountains entered a new era, an era dominated by the Han people. In the past few decades, outside the pass, south of the desert, and north of the desert, all have experienced this process. Every time the Han people arrive at a place, the local indigenous people will react, and the original overlords will resist. They are Aisin Gioro, Borkigit, and the Khalkha tribes. But now, do they still exist?

Some people bowed down, so several Manchu princes were born, King Chahar of the south of the desert and Prince of Khalkha in the north of the desert. Their status did not come from ability, but just stood in the right team at critical moments. Now, it is Tianshan North Road, and it is our Weila tribes. In the future, it will be reshuffled here, some people will sink, some will disappear, and some will ascend to the sky in one step. The bodies of Aisin Gioro and Borkijit told me that as long as you kneel down at the right time, you can get everything."

"So you kneel down. You are the descendant of King Khan of Khuot and Yesen." Hachil bowed his head and stamped his feet, unable to understand why his father was like this.

Orchitu nodded: "But I am already an old man, how many years can I live? Now the Yili River Valley is a battlefield. If we stay there, we have to provide horses and supplies for the empire, and we have to face the threat of destruction at any time. When we go to Balikun, the empire provides us with food for wintering without any danger. Isn't these enough to make me make a choice?"

"But father Khan, Chechnya Taiji and Zhuotbathur all went to Ulan Usu. I believe Celing and Cewang will also go. You won't show up there..." Hachir gritted his teeth to remind.

Orchitu said: "North Road in Tianshan is a game of chess. The people holding the pieces are Chen Ping and Xuanye, and the rest are chess pieces. Chechen Taiji and others are just unwilling to submit to fate. They think that they can play chess if they do the right thing or bet right. In fact, they are wrong. No matter who wins this game, the fruits of victory will not be distributed by them. Compared with Manchuria, I would rather believe that the empire will win. The way the Han people distributed fruits not only depends on military achievements. The obedience we show today is that they can't compare to even if they kill a thousand enemies."

Hachil finally understood that his father had no fighting spirit and was just thinking about how to consume the least and earn the most. This kind of businessman thinking was something that he could not accept when he was young and energetic. Hachil said: "I'm afraid that the Manchus would win this war."

Orchitu was much more indifferent: "So what, it is possible for the Manchus to defeat the Han people in the Ili River Valley, but can they still conquer Balikun, Hami and Turpan in the Guanxi Appeasement Zone? Well, even if we can do it, we can retreat to Kobdo and Ulya Sutai. That is a new place where General Chen Ping has developed and reclaimed in recent years. It has both agriculture and animal husbandry. Well, even if the north of Mobei cannot be defended, we will retreat to the south of Mohe. Isn't the plump Yellow River Taupo necessary to have a Tianshan ranch?

Hachir, don't tell me that the Ili River Valley is our hometown. We have no hometown. You have to know that our Weirats were the people in the forest during the Genghis Khan era. They lived in the wilderness of Siberia. Because of the expansion of the Mongol Empire, they gradually settled at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. As long as there is a pasture, we cannot go anywhere. As long as we can survive, we can throw away the whip and pick up the hoe.

The eastward, the stronger the empire is. The Manchus will not win forever, not even once. As for our Weila, I can only tell you that when Sengge dies, there is no second Sengge before Chen Ping's army arrives at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, there will never be a second Sengge."

In the winter of the 12th year of the Empire, Shenjing Imperial City and Ningshou Palace.

Since becoming the Supreme Emperor, Li Mingxun has always lived a relaxed and comfortable life. Gardening, flowers, birds, fish and insects are his personal hobbies in the palace. Sometimes he will cook some food. When he is bored, he pretends to be a wealthy businessman to go out for fun, but he has never gone out of the south of the Yangtze River or stayed in a different courtyard outside the city for a while. No matter what he hears inside or sees outside, he will not tell the emperor whether it is good or bad. Since he abdicated, he has become an ordinary citizen.

"What is the Supreme Emperor doing?" Li Junhua walked outside Ningshou Palace and asked softly.

"The eldest princess brought some snacks in the capital, and the Supreme Emperor is tasting them." The attendant whispered.

Li Junhua nodded, walked in respectfully, and said, "I see my father and emperor."

"I haven't seen you later, come and sit down." Li Mingxun patted the seat beside him and said with a smile.

Li Junhua said: "To disturb my father's Qing Jing today is about the northwest border affairs..."

"Military and political affairs are all the responsibility of you, the emperor. What does it have to do with me, the Supreme Emperor who enjoys peace and prosperity?" Li Mingxun said indifferently.

Li Junhua smiled and brought a cup of tea, saying, "It was about Manchu going south to Junggar, and Galdan's evil deeds. My son remembered that his father was quite afraid of Galdan at that time, so he specifically asked Prince Yu to arrange someone to treat him. It was because of his son's confusion that he made him run away..."

"The past is not a big deal, so why bother with it? Just deal with it yourself. There are so many ministers and generals who can always share your worries." Li Mingxun directly ordered without waiting for his son to finish his words.

Li Junhua said respectfully: "My son still wants to ask the emperor for advice..."

Li Mingxun sighed uneasy and was about to speak when he heard someone outside talking. When Li Junhua heard it, he said, "It's the emperor's sister."

"Then arrange it in the side hall. Let's see her again after we finish the business." Li Mingxun said.

Li Junhua said, "This matter is related to the emperor's sister, so it's okay to listen to it."

"What does it have to do with her? I won't cause trouble in the capital." Li Mingxun doesn't ask about government affairs all year round, and doesn't want to listen to others gossip, so the news is not very well-informed.

"No, the emperor's sister has always been at peace." Li Junhua quickly defended and went out to welcome the eldest princess Li Junma in.

Li Yunxiu is the eldest daughter of Li Mingxun and the first child. She was born by Concubine Li. She was twenty-four years old. She was dignified and elegant. She was a model of the royal family. She was raised by Zhu Yushu, but her life was difficult. At the age of sixteen, she loved an army officer who was a civilian. Li Mingxun thought that the young man had a good character. Although his family was not a good match, he did not stop him. However, the officer had great ambitions and was transferred from the Imperial Guards to the Yanbei Appeasement Zone after marriage. Later, he participated in the Battle of Mobei, but died in the war. Li Yunxiu became a widow, leaving no son or half of his daughter. Li Yunxiu has never been married again.

Because of marrying a soldier, Li Yunhua has been managing the Ministry of Dead Military Affairs. This semi-civilian and semi-official organization has been in Beijing, and Li Yunhua has been away from Shenjing for many years.

"What does the matter in the northwest have to do with her?" Li Mingxun shook his head, put on his clothes and stood up, sat down and received a gift from his daughter.

Li Mingxun has been in the army for many years and is more concerned about his son than his daughters. He has trained two outstanding sons and prefers young sons. Because of his age, he is not very close to his eldest daughter.

After a few simple questions about his daughter's life, Li Mingxun directly ordered: "Emperor, just say it if you have something to do."

Li Junhua did not twist anymore and briefly introduced the war that took place on Tianshan North Road in the past few months. Because the northwest is too far from Shenjing, the ever-changing battle situation often takes forty days to deliver the news to Shenjing. At this speed, Shenjing could not command the military operations in the northwest. Therefore, after the war began, Li Junhua just ordered the front line to communicate with the news in time.

Sengge's death was caused by Chen Pingmi's assassination of Galdan. So when Li Junhua heard the news that Galdan was still alive, the Tianshan North Road was already in chaos, followed by the news that the Guanxi Appeasement Zone and Manchuria successively sent troops to participate. As Sony speculated, the steady Chen Ping chose the strategy of rushing forward and slowing down the war, quickly leading the cavalry of Kobdo and Ulyasutai into the Tianshan North Road, stationed in the Ulan-Usu area, and then dispatched some infantrymen in Hami and Turpan areas to support, thus gaining the position of dominating the situation.

However, various branches of the Junggar tribes of Weilat have been constantly in civil war. They did not obey orders and were attacked by Manchuria and Galdan one after another. They suffered heavy losses. Chen Ping took over the remnants of Weilat have only advanced westwards. He defeated the Manchurian vanguard in the Urhe area. Because the autumn rain was drifting and winter was approaching, the two sides stopped fighting. However, after the first snow fell, the army encountered a night attack by the Manchurian army in the Urhe River. The loss was not great, but the morale of the army was frustrated. Chen Ping led his army to retreat to Ulan-Usu, and the war came to an end.

"My son has dispatched several appeasement zones under the Lifan Yuan, including Siberia, Yanbei, Yunzhong, Xining, etc. to support it. They will set out westward next spring. But ten days ago, news came from the Lifan Yuan that the pseudo-Qing Dynasty sent an envoy to discuss with us, put forward many conditions, and were willing to go to the country to call the emperor, pay tribute, hold the vassal for me, and withdraw from the North Road of Tianshan......" Li Junhua said.

Lee Myung-hoon interrupted him: "What does this have to do with me?"
Chapter completed!