It is easy to come, but difficult to leave.

Being in Tushetu Khan's tribe, the Thirteenth Prince was an honorable guest of the Khan on the surface, but in fact, Tushetu Khan had a very deep precaution against the Thirteenth Prince. The Thirteenth Prince could freely act within Tushetu Khan, and could also contact the other two departments through Tushetu Khan's tribe, but the Thirteenth Prince could not freely leave the rights of Tushetu Khan's tribe.

As early as after the Thirteenth Prince arrived at Tushetukhan's tribe, Tushetukhan, as his uncle, warmly welcomed his nephew, and also enthusiastically sent a lot of guards to the invading nephew.

On the surface, this is of course a concern for being an uncle, but in fact, it almost controls the Thirteenth Prince in his hands, using these so-called guards to restrict and prevent the Thirteenth Prince's actions.

The Thirteenth Prince naturally knew this, but did not say it out loud. After all, Tu Xietuhan had a plan in his mind, and he knew that he just wanted to use him as a bargaining chip.

The thinking of the Mongolians seems simple on the surface, and when many people mention the Mongolians, their first impression is that they are generous and generous, and they even have loyalty to their friends. But in fact, the Mongolians are far from as simple as they appear, especially the princes and nobles of Mongolia. These Mongolians seem honest, but are actually cunning and cruel.

Looking at the history of Mongolia, you can't find the so-called sincerity and benevolence in it, let alone what it takes to make friends. Nomads hide the wildness of the wolf from their core. For the sake of profit, even parents and brothers can get rid of the knife, let alone the so-called friend? There may be some, that is, inserting the knife into the friend's ribs, and cutting off the head of a friend who was still drinking and laughing the moment before, and then smilingly take it to seek credit and reward.

As the prince, the Thirteenth Prince naturally knew this, but in order to achieve his goal, he did not say it out loud, but just tried his best to convince his uncle.

But the final result disappointed him. Now the Thirteenth Prince has felt that the crisis is coming.

In the Tushetu Khan tribe, the Thirteenth Prince did not have any power to resist. The people he brought were an open force, but in the dark, among the Mongols, he also had another force of his own. This force actually belonged to his mother, that is, the old man who stayed in the tribe before his mother married Kangxi. Although there were not many of these people, they had long lost their original rights in the tribe, but they still had some influence in the Tushetu Khan tribe, and their descendants also had some power.

The Mongols, especially the Mongolian tribes, were on the surface the Great Khan commanded the Mongolian tribe, but in fact there were also separate forces within the tribes. The Mongolian Khan was actually just the common ruler of these forces. Except for the power controlled by the Mongolian Khan himself, the rest of the rights came from the recognition and support of these individual forces, which is also the fundamental difference between the nomadic peoples and the Central Plains dynasty.

After the Thirteenth Prince arrived at the Tushetu Khan's tribe, he quickly contacted these old people quietly. Although there were very few people who could use it due to the changes of time, he still received the support of several old people. This is also because the Thirteenth Prince was not worried about his safety in Tushetu Khan, and he also agreed that Tushetu Khan used escorts to monitor and restrict his actions indifferently. With this trump card in hand, there was no problem with the Thirteenth Prince protecting himself.

At present, the Thirteenth Prince has decided to leave the Tushetu Khan's tribe, so naturally these secret chesses have to be used. In order to avoid being noticed by Tushetu Khan, the Thirteenth Prince's contact with these people is extremely careful and never contacts without any need. Now it is time to use them.

The night on the grassland is long and quiet. The scene where the Mongolians light bonfires every night, then sit around a big bowl outside the tent and drink and eat meat, and then sing and dance is completely a mess of later TV and movies. Except for grand festivals or ceremonies, this situation is simply impossible to happen.

The Mongolians have always been very poor, and even a pot of iron pot should be regarded as a family heirloom. As for the cattle and sheep, they are even more precious in the eyes of the Mongolians, and they are simply like family members. Horse milk wine, roasted whole sheep, etc., even ordinary Mongolian nobles can not make it every day, let alone ordinary herders.

The herdsmen's lives are very difficult. Even the little nobles are hungry and full when they encounter disasters. Otherwise, why did the grassland people in history find ways to risk the Great Wall to plunder in every few days? To be honest, they are just for survival.

So at night, besides the faint sound of men and women in the tent, there were only the rustling of the wind and the sound of cattle and sheep in the fence on the grassland. There were also the figures of the Khan guards paraded in the entire tribe camp. In addition to preventing sneak attacks from other tribes, the main purpose of their parade was to check the situation of cattle and sheep in the fence to prevent hungry wolves from coming from quietly entering the fence and picking up the lamb.

"Master, all are arranged."

In the tent of the Thirteenth Prince, the Thirteenth Prince had already changed into a black coat and was wearing his armor. A steel knife of some years was scattered on his knees. This knife was given to him by Kangxi. This is a famous knife, called the Ebilong sword. Every time he saw this knife, the Thirteenth Prince couldn't help but remember the scene when Kangxi handed the knife to him.

"I haven't noticed it?" The Thirteenth Prince opened his slightly closed eyes.

"Go back to Master, everything goes well." The man whispered.

The Thirteenth Prince nodded, held the Ebilong knife in his left hand and stood up, then took a look at the things in the tent. He has lived in this tent for a long time, and will never come back today, which is a bit nostalgic and touching.

"Let's go!" The Thirteenth Prince whispered, and the man quickly helped the Thirteenth Prince uncover the curtain. The Thirteenth Prince walked out of the account, and there were two people outside the account guarding each other. Seeing the Thirteenth Prince coming out and hit the thousandth quickly.
Chapter completed!