Chapter 361 Shattered Pride

Mandulai walked in covered in blood.

All the noble lords looked pale when they saw him.

Yibula asked anxiously: "Mandulai, what happened?"

"Did your army really get wiped out?"

Hearing this, Mandulai had nothing to argue about and threw the Ming army's three-barreled gun to the ground.

"The Ming army is no longer the same as before!"

"Their firearms are very powerful and can easily penetrate our armor!"

"My tribal warriors have already launched a charge, but they were slaughtered by these firearms before they even touched the Ming people..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Even Yibula couldn't believe it.

Because the Ming army had firearms, they knew this.

The Mongols and the Ming army had fought for so many years, and there were always some captured firearms, and they were also used to this kind of loud battlefield weapon.

But that thing was easy to explode and couldn't hit the enemy, so it had long been abandoned by the Mongolian warriors.

Especially for the Mongolian cavalry, the firearms were useless.

Compared to these fire guns, the Mongolian warriors believed more in the scimitars and bows in their hands!

Even if the Ming army controlled the firearms, at most they would charge for a while, sacrifice the front-line cavalry, and wait until the Ming army was silent, and then they would just charge over and chop them all down, and they would not give them a chance to resist.

This is the consensus of all Mongolians!

No matter how powerful the firearms are, how powerful can they be?

This is the grassland!

This is the home ground of the Mongolians!

Could the cavalry lose to the Ming army under the charge?

A group of noble lords could not understand, and even Yibula could not accept it.

He suppressed his anger in his heart, stood up and picked up the three-eyed gun. After observing it, he did not find anything strange, but it looked a little strange, and it was not much different from the firearms of the Ming army in his impression.

In this case, how did Mandulai lose the battle?

Or even the whole army was annihilated?

Before Yibula could speak, the young leader of the Menggulejin tribe, Bogezan, suddenly mocked: "Mandulai, I think it's because you are useless that you ruined the tribal warriors!"

"No matter how powerful the Ming army's firearms are, we know how powerful they can be?"

Bogezan's words immediately resonated with everyone.

It was really hard for them to accept that the weak Ming people suddenly had the fighting power to fight against the Mongolian warriors!

Bogezan was born in the Menggulejin tribe, another powerful tribe on the right wing of Mongolia.

In the fourth year of Zhengde, Dayan Khan appointed his second son Urusbolot as the right wing Jinong, in charge of the three tribes of Yongshebu, Menggulejin and Ordos.

This appointment made the leaders of the Yongshebu tribe, Yibula, and the Ordos tribe, Mandulai, extremely dissatisfied, so they secretly contacted the leader of the Menggulejin tribe, Huoshai, and decided to launch a rebellion.

Ordos is the location of Genghis Khan's mausoleum, the "Eight White Rooms". As soon as Urusbolot Jinong arrived, he went to the Eight White Room to pay homage. Yibula and others took the opportunity to provoke Jinong's attendants at the ceremony, and the two sides had a dispute, which led to a fight.

Babudai, a minister under Urusbolot Jinong, was impulsive and killed Yibula's men. Yibula and others who had been waiting for an opportunity immediately shouted: "You just came here and you kill people. Will you kill us all in the future!?"

This sentence was a signal. For a while, ambushes were everywhere inside and outside the Eight White Room.

The reason was simple. Yibula, Mandulai, Huoshai and others were used to being noble lords. How could they tolerate a sudden arrival of a boss who not only wanted to divide their power, but also wanted to shake their leadership position in the tribe. Naturally, there was no room for easing between the two sides.

Faced with this sudden change, Urusborot Jinong's subordinates were completely unprepared. Although they fought to the death to protect their master's safety and seized the horse to let Jinong escape, they were outnumbered and Urusborot Jinong was killed in the chaos.

When the "Babai Room Incident" occurred, Dayan Khan's third son Barsborot was visiting relatives in the Mengguoljin tribe. As a result, Huoshai didn't know what he was thinking. Although he had already launched a rebellion, he chose to let Barsborot go. After hearing about the change, the latter fled at night, hunting to feed himself along the way, and rushed back to the Khan Court in hunger and cold, reporting the incident to Dayan Khan.

Overnight, the situation changed suddenly, the three right-wing tribes rebelled, and their beloved sons were killed. Dayan Khan was furious and decided to personally lead an expedition to suppress them.

The performance of the Mengguoljin tribe, or Huoshai and others, also made Yibula and Mandulai extremely dissatisfied.

Huoshai, the damned bastard, clearly wanted to sit on the fence, not offend anyone, and wait for the outcome of this war.

He watched Yibula and Mandulai fight to the death with Dayan Khan, but never sent troops to support them. At most, he sent small lords such as Bogezan to participate in the right-wing nobles' meeting.

Now Bogezan suddenly jumped out and accused Mandulai of being useless and incompetent, and ruined 5,000 men of the tribe, which made Mandulai, who was already full of grief and indignation, even more furious.

He didn't waste any words, and directly followed the instructions of the Ming people, snatched the three-barreled gun, and then fired it at Bogezan.

The latter was shocked and scolded: "Mandulai, what do you want to do? If you dare to kill me, Lord Huoshai will never let you go!"

Yibula was also a little panicked, but he didn't speak.

Because he had long seen through Huoshai's thoughts. This former top general under Dayan Khan had probably never thought of rebelling against Dayan Khan.

Huoshai agreed to rebel because he was upset and dissatisfied with Dayan Khan's division of power. In the end, he did not make any substantial rebellious moves!

However, the three tribes of Chahar, Khalkha and Uriankhai under Dayan Khan's command, plus the powerful Khorchin tribe, have at least 50,000 to 70,000 main forces. His Yongshebu and Mandulai's Ordos tribe have only 30,000 warriors at most, which is difficult to match the left-wing army.

Unless Huoshai's Mengguerjin tribe can join the battlefield and support the right-wing Mongolia to resist Dayan Khan's reform policy!

It's time for Huoshai to make up his mind!

Other noble lords spoke one after another, trying to stop Mandulai from killing people, but they were stopped by Yibula.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Bogezan rushed to the door of the tent and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

With a thunderclap, the smoke filled the air. After a scream, Bogezan fell directly into a pool of blood.

This sudden change frightened all the right-wing lords so much that they turned pale and trembled.

When the smoke cleared, they subconsciously looked at Bogezan and took a breath of cold air.

This little lord of the Mengguolejin tribe, who was just arrogant and domineering, was now beaten into a sieve, with holes all over his body. The iron armor he was wearing was smashed to pieces and could not resist at all.

Blood flowed out, and the pungent bloodiness diluted the fear in his heart.

Yibula even squatted down and carefully observed Bogezan's wound.

At this moment, Bogezan was not dead, and he was very close to death, but his strong body prevented him from dying, but this was the most uncomfortable time.

Bo Gezan looked at Yibula with hope, his eyes full of desire to survive.

Unfortunately, Yibula didn't care about the life and death of this little lord. He stood up and looked at Mandulai, and asked anxiously: "How many of these muskets did you bring back?"

"This is not the most terrifying firearm of the Ming army!"

Mandulai couldn't help but sigh.

"Most of my five thousand men died under the artillery of the Ming army!"

As he said, Mandulai ordered someone to bring a tiger squat cannon.

"That's it!"

"Under the volley, my five thousand men were slaughtered in an instant!"

"Its power is tens of thousands of times more terrifying than this musket!"

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

When did the Ming army become so terrifying?

If before, everyone was still skeptical about Mandulai's statement and didn't dare to believe it.

But seeing with their own eyes a strong warrior being shot into a sieve by the Ming army's muskets on the spot, without even the room for resistance, everyone had to believe that the Ming army had indeed risen again.

But Mandulai said that this artillery was more terrifying than the muskets!

Then how should he deal with the Ming army?

Can the iron armor on his body withstand the terrifying firearms of the Ming army?

These questions came to the minds of everyone at the scene at the same time.

Yibula didn't care about these, but he was very excited about it.

Originally, Yibula still had doubts about the alliance with the Ming army, but now after witnessing the power of the Ming army's firearms, all doubts disappeared in an instant.

Alliance!

Must form an alliance with the Ming army!

Must get these powerful and terrifying firearms of the Ming army!

As long as you get these firearms, then you will definitely be able to win this decisive battle between the left and right wings, completely overthrow Batumengke, and unify the entire grassland!

What if the Ming army is powerful?

These firearms are very valuable, and the Ming army cannot afford to popularize them throughout the army!

When the whole Mongolia is unified, there will be plenty of time to slowly deal with the Ming army!

Can't I run away if I can't beat them?

The grassland is still my grassland!

The Ming people have lost interest in the grassland since the Tumu!

In other words, the opportunity for Yibula to win has appeared!

"Mandulai!"

"We must form an alliance with the Ming army!"

Yibula said in a deep voice, and Mandulai nodded.

Clearly aware of the horror of these firearms, Mandulai was completely scared and did not want to be an enemy of the Ming army anymore.

The pride of the arrogant warrior was directly shattered to the ground in front of the terrifying firearms of the Ming army!

"What about this person? And the fire sieve?"

Mandulai asked, but Yibula sneered and spoke.

"Send Bogezan to the Mengguoljin tribe!"

"Tell Huoshai that we have found a weapon to win this war!"

"Batu Mengke will not care about the old friendship. When we lose, he will be the next one, unless he is willing to be enslaved by others!"

"If he still can't make up his mind to fight against the unfair rule of Batu Mengke with us, my right-wing Mongolia will slaughter their Mengguoljin tribe before the arrival of the left-wing army!"

Mandulai frowned.

"If you do this, will Huoshai directly turn to Batu Mengke?"

"Don't worry!" Yibula smiled: "He won't, and he dare not do this!"

"The Mengguoljin tribe is not his tribe alone, and the other noble lords will not allow him to do this!"

"The reason why Huoshai has been hesitant is that he still remembers the friendship of Mandu Haihadun, so he doesn't want to be an enemy of Batu Mengke!"

"Maybe, we can help him!"