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Chapter nine hundred and sixty first like the abyss

Ortai snorted coldly. Although the generals of the Qing army were not angry, they suppressed their anger. The laughter of the Mongolians gradually lowered. After all, Ortai's previous sweep of the northern desert was not long ago. Although the Qing Dynasty was weak, the lean camel was bigger than a horse. Moreover, Ortai still held hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in his hand, which would be bad if he had offended him.

Immediately, an older Mongolian came out to smooth things over, shouted a few words in a fake manner, and then said to Ortai with a smile: "Master, these kids are rude. Don't mind if you can hold a boat in the prime minister's stomach. But then, what they said is not without any reason. Our Mongolian tribes have lived outside the border for a long time, so naturally they are not as good as the Central Plains Flower World. Before, the emperor was in charge of the Central Plains and took good care of the Mongolian tribes. We understand in our hearts. But now this situation is probably far worse than before. Once the Central Plains is lost, our Mongolians and herdsmen will probably find it difficult to even make an iron kettle for milk tea, let alone anything else, so it is natural for everyone to have this idea."

After looking at Ortai, he grinned and said, "When you leave like this, who can predict what situation will happen in the future? It would be better to take this opportunity to help the men get more benefits. Besides, the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty are deeply intimidated. Although the general is now disturbing Shanxi, once the Ming Dynasty stabilizes its position, will the general be easily withdrawn? So now sending troops is also helping the Qing Dynasty. This is a good thing no matter how you look at it!"

Although the old guy's words sounded reasonable, they actually pointed out that the Qing Dynasty could no longer interfere in the Central Plains, and there was no need for them to continue to obey the Qing Dynasty's orders. Ortai implemented scorched earth policy in Shanxi and plundered countless money and grain. Although these things were divided into parts to the Mongolians, the Mongolians were far from satisfied.

For Mongolia, the things in the Central Plains are good, and the pots and jars that the Qing Dynasty despises were also good for them. I used to send troops to the Qing Dynasty, but now I have to find a way to get more if I want to withdraw from the Central Plains. Even if I want to quit the Central Plains, it is worth it even if I grab an iron pot or something.

Ortai looked normal and smiled. He nodded to express his understanding, but reminded him: "It's normal to do so, but although Shanxi is now in chaos, the elite Ming army is north of Taiyuan. If you wait for the troops to attack, you may suffer losses."

"Hahaha, this commander is worried about this. We are alone and we are going together like the wind. How can those southern barbarians catch up with us with their legs? As long as the Ming army fights head-on, there are still some assurances." The Mongolians suddenly burst into laughter, and they seemed to have thought of what to do in their expressions. Moreover, in their opinion, they were not going to go to war, but just taking advantage of the chaos to grab one, and there would be no problem at all.

Ortai hesitated for a while and finally reluctantly agreed. Only then did the Mongolians feel satisfied and say goodbye with a smile.

"Master, these bastards don't take me, the Qing Dynasty and the Grand Marshal seriously at all. Do you let it go?" After the Mongolians left, how could the Qing army generals who were angry before could still hold back their anger? They immediately spoke.

"Yes, the Grandmaster, these guys are so arrogant, and they think it's hard to restrain themselves if they continue like this."

"Master, I think it's good to let these Mongolians suffer a little. Since the war started, the Mongols have not been the main force. How could they know how powerful the Ming army is? Now they want to rob, but they just want them to touch the Ming army. Even if they touch the heads, it has nothing to do with us. Instead, they can kill their arrogance." Another general said with the flow.

"This is not right." A mature general shook his head and said, "After that being said, the Qing Dynasty has lost the Central Plains now, and it is necessary to use these Mongolians to retreat to the north of the country. Once the loss is great, would these guys be angry and wouldn't it be a big deal for the emperor? In my opinion, it's nothing to make them hit a nail, but they still need to help them when necessary to hurt the harmony."

"Harmony? It's a joke!" Another general immediately retorted: "These Mongolian barbarians are unfamiliar wolves. In my opinion, it's better to take advantage of the situation with the Ming army and directly eliminate the troubles afterwards. As long as these Mongolian cavalry are left here, how much force can they gather on the grassland? At that time, I will go north directly and take over their troops?"

Immediately, everyone started to speak one by one. As they started, some people even proposed the idea of ​​killing people with a knife, and it was also approved by many people.

However, Ortai never spoke a word and just sat quietly. After a long time, he raised his hand and the voices of everyone gradually stopped.

"I have my own arrangements for this matter. You don't have to say anything anymore. I'm a little tired today. Let's go back..." Ortai said, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and there were a few people who wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end they responded and retreated one after another.

After everyone left, Ortai sat in the chair and pondered quietly. In fact, his heart was not as calm as it appeared. Today's scene has made Ortai murderous. As someone said, these Mongolians are unfamiliar wolves. When you are strong, you may be a wagging dog, but once you lose your previous power, you will become a man-eating evil wolf.

But now is not the time to attack this wolf. The Qing Dynasty has withdrawn from the Central Plains. Next, outside the Great Wall will be the place where the Qing Dynasty will live in the future. These Mongolians are the masters of the grassland. If they attack the Mongolians at this time, it will ruin big things if they are not done well.

The three tribes of Mobei were destroyed before because the Qing Dynasty still occupied the Central Plains at that time and was still the lord of the world in name. In addition, Ortai took advantage of the conflicts between Mongolian tribes and the assistance of the Rakshasa Kingdom, so he easily took over Mobei.

But now it is not as good as before. The Qing Dynasty has lost its authority to command the world. If it were in the past, how could these Mongols dare to be presumptuous in front of themselves?

Considering the future, these Mongols are still useful for the time being. Once they attack the Mongols directly, it is equivalent to pushing all the Mongolian tribes on the grassland to the opposite side of the Qing Dynasty, which is extremely unfavorable for the stability of the Qing Dynasty in the future.

So it was precisely these reasons that Ortai could only temporarily hold back this breath and allow these Mongolians to send troops. However, in his heart he hoped that the Mongolians would hit hard in front of the Ming army, but they had to be saved when they wanted to save, which was for the overall situation.

In addition, Ortai already knew about the changes in the Qing court in Guanzhong. Although Emperor Jianxing was still the emperor, the loss of power in the Qing court had become a fact. As a minister of Shangshu and a leading general outside, Ortai was extremely politically sensitive, especially after Geng'er returned to Guanzhong, the court sent an order to withdraw from Shanxi, and Ortai felt the difference.
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