Gou was a member of the imperial family in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1156 Attacked
The great hero Dorgon ended his life and left this world silently.

No outsiders knew about his death. Except for the people in Bumbutai and Ortai's tribe, no one knew that Dorgon died in this way.

Along with Dorgon, several of his subordinates also died, including Chu Ying's son Nikan and Qitat, who was once the Prince of Khorchin.

The cause of their death was soon revealed. According to the investigation, it was probably Qitat who poisoned Dorgon and others when they were drinking. After discovering the poisoning, Dorgon fought back in his dying moments. Perhaps because of Qitat's carelessness, he failed to avoid the fatal blow, and ultimately both sides died.

This statement is quite bizarre. Why did Qitat want to kill Dorgon? Was Dorgon really capable of counterattacking after being poisoned? And since Qitat had already poisoned Dorgon, how could he be so careless that he was killed by the counterattack?

However, this is how the external propaganda was done. No matter whether others believed it or not, Ebilun, who announced the decision, believed it himself.

On the night of the incident, Ebilun did not return to his yurt, but stayed with the grief-stricken Bumbutai all night. As for what happened in their yurt, no one knows. Anyway, after announcing the result the next day, Ebilun packed up the bodies of Dorgon, Qitat and others and buried them at a random place.

When the burial took place, there wasn't even a coffin. The body was simply wrapped in sheepskin and buried in the Mongolian way, without a mound or a tombstone. The burial place would soon be lost in the grassland, no different from any other place, and no one would know what kind of person was buried there.

Without Dorgon and Qitat, the tribe was now completely controlled by Bumbutai and Ebilun. In the following days, they discussed and decided to continue to disguise themselves as Mongolians according to the previous plan, and selected a smart and reliable person in the tribe as the leader of this small tribe.

After all these arrangements were made, news came from the Khorchin headquarters that Agudamu was about to arrive in Khorchin and summon all the tribes in Khorchin's territory to meet. Ebilun asked the most trusted and reliable people among his men to accompany the selected "leader". After the team set off, Ebilun didn't know what the result would be, but he had done everything he could. He could only rely on luck. If they could get through this difficulty, then they would be completely safe.

"Let's go. We have done what we should do. Now it depends on whether Eternal Heaven can bless us." Bumbutai whispered to Ebilun on the side.

"Yes, Master..."

"Still calling me master?" Bumbutai asked with a soft laugh, while leaning towards Ebilun.

Ebilun's heart was shaken, and he subconsciously wanted to change his words, but when he opened his mouth he didn't know how to call Bumbutai.

"Call me Yu'er. This is my nickname. That's what my Abu called me when I was around." Bumbutai leaned on Ebilun and said softly.

Ebilun only felt his throat tightening and his heart beating faster. He took a deep breath and finally called Bumbutai "Yu'er". After calling out this name, Ebilun suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on Bumbutai's face.

Just as Bumbutai and Ebilun sent fake tribal leaders to the Khorchin headquarters, in the new capital city thousands of miles away from the Ming Dynasty, Prince of Song Zhu Mincheng was pacing anxiously back and forth in his palace.

Xinjing City is a city located to the east of Xinjing Port, and is also Zhu Mincheng's "royal city". After landing here, Zhu Mincheng made this place the seat of his Song Kingdom. He not only simply built Xinjing Port for fleets and ships to berth, but also built a city in the area east of the port and named it Xinjing City.

It has been half a year since I came to the fiefdom, and Zheng Hongkui's fleet has returned to Ming Dynasty some time ago. During this period, Zheng Hongkui helped Zhu Mincheng a lot. Without him, the port and city here would not have been built so quickly and easily.

However, due to the short time and the lack of manpower, the so-called ports and cities were very simple, just like Zhu Cizhao's New Yongzhou in the north. The so-called city was far inferior to an ordinary county town in the Ming Dynasty and could only be said to be the size of a town.

Even Zhu Mincheng's palace was just an ordinary big house at best. Compared with other houses in the city, his palace was larger in area and had complete furniture inside, but nothing else. As for pavilions and towers, don't even think about it. Moreover, when Zhu Mincheng came to the fiefdom this time, he didn't have any women around him. His princess was still in the capital. After all, it was difficult to ensure the risks of being in a fiefdom thousands of miles away. For the sake of safety, he didn't bring his family with him for the time being. It wouldn't be too late to immigrate from the capital after things stabilized here in the future.

As an ambitious young man, Zhu Mincheng was not keen on matters between men and women. Moreover, when he first came here, he was thinking about how to build a country and develop his fiefdom.

While building ports and towns, Zhu Mincheng sent people to explore inland, and at the same time looked for suitable places for farming near the city. He then arranged for people to reclaim wasteland and cultivate the land to develop the area.

Zhu Mincheng knew very well that he had to rely on himself for everything. Although they brought a lot of supplies with the fleet, including food, they would eventually run out of food. If they wanted to survive and develop in this place, they had to rely on themselves. The Chinese were the best farmers in the world, and their thousands of years of agricultural civilization were not exaggerated. In addition, the place Zhu Mincheng chose had a pleasant climate. There was a plain suitable for farming not far east from the port, and there was no shortage of water and fertile land.

After confirmation by the accompanying agricultural officer, most of the area here was suitable for growing wheat, and only a small part was suitable for growing rice.

These two crops were common in the Ming Dynasty, so Zhu Mincheng personally took people to the site to inspect them and decided to reclaim wasteland to the east of the new capital and plant about a thousand acres of wheat and rice.

Judging from the number of people under Zhu Mincheng, a planting scale of one thousand acres is nothing at all. If calculated based on the planting capacity of farmers in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Mincheng has nearly two thousand people under his command, so he can only plant six or seven thousand acres at most.

However, the actual calculation is not like this. This number is calculated based on the maximum number of cultivated land and all the people invested. And Zhu Mincheng can actually mobilize less than half of the people to farm the land. After all, nearly half of his people are soldiers. Although the army can also cultivate land, don't forget that the main force of his army is professional soldiers selected from the Eight Banners at that time.

The Jurchens were not an agricultural civilization, but a fishing and hunting civilization. It was not a problem to ask them to fight and kill people, but it was very difficult to ask them to farm. Even if these Jurchens had to participate in farming due to the actual situation, their efficiency was really not commendable. The farming ability of three Jurchens was not even as good as that of an ordinary Ming farmer.

In addition to the improvement of ports and towns and other work, Zhu Mincheng naturally doesn't have many people who can really devote themselves to farming. Moreover, these lands are newly reclaimed. According to the actual situation, having an area of ​​1,000 mu is already considered good.

Zhu Mincheng didn't care about it. After all, everything had to be created from scratch, and now it was just the beginning.

Moreover, one thousand mu of fertile land was not too little, and they were not many in number. The climate here was also good. As long as the first year's harvest was acceptable, the harvested grain plus the stock would be enough for food. By the next year, they could double the amount of land and cultivate it, which would be enough to meet their own needs, and then slowly expand outward. In this way, his Song State would be basically established.

But it is not so easy to do it. Just when Zhu Mincheng had just led people to reclaim the wasteland and worked hard for several months, and saw the crops growing taller and taller, and soon they would be ripe and ready for harvest, an accident suddenly happened.

A few days ago, Zhu Mincheng took a few people to the east to check the crops and inspect the farming situation. Just as he was looking at the crops with great interest, pointing at them and talking about the wind and laughter, suddenly a group of savages came out from nowhere and rushed towards them.

These savages wore simple clothes, with bright feathers on their heads and their faces painted with some colorful stuff.

They bent over, holding bows and weapons, and sneaked up quietly. With a whistle, dozens of feather arrows flew through the air, and then countless savages jumped out, waving various weapons, shouting and rushing towards Zhu Mincheng.

Zhu Mincheng and his companions were totally unprepared and were caught off guard by the enemy. In one round of arrows, he injured several people. Fortunately, the arrows were not made of iron, but sharpened with stones. In addition, the bowstring was not strong enough, and the arrows were not powerful enough. Zhu Mincheng was wearing soft armor when he went out, so the arrows could not break the armor. Even if the others were hit by arrows, except for one unlucky person who was shot in the head and neck by an arrow and bled three feet, he was dead. The others were only injured.

Being attacked suddenly, Zhu Mincheng was shocked but quickly reacted, and led his guards to fight and retreat. He came out to inspect, and there were not many guards around him, and the people working in the fields were ordinary people, and his army was still in the city.

If it wasn't for the purpose of protecting the farmers from retreating to the city, Zhu Mincheng would have run away. But he knew that if he did so, the farmers would be in danger. Not only would they be captured by these barbarians, but they would also be killed. He was already short of manpower, and without these people, it would be even more difficult to develop further, not to mention the agricultural officials who were specifically responsible for farming.

In desperation, Zhu Mincheng could only lead his men to resist, fighting and covering others to retreat to the city. Although Zhu Mincheng's guards were very strong and they were carrying elite firearms, there were too many people on the other side, hundreds of them, and there were only a dozen of them on his side. With one against dozens, Zhu Mincheng could not win no matter how good he was at fighting. Once the firearms ran out, he would have to rely on hand-to-hand combat. By then, he would not be able to stop the attack of so many people!

In a blink of an eye, people who were falling behind were chopped down by these savages. In addition, the savages' arrows continued to shoot, and from time to time an arrow would come from nowhere. Even if the lethality was not strong, it would still be fatal if it hit the vital points.

Zhu Mincheng complained bitterly, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, continuing to fight and retreat, while hoping that the people in the city would notice what was happening here and send people to rescue him as soon as possible.

At the most dangerous moment, the guards around Zhu Mincheng were almost killed by the swarming savages, and the bullets in his two muskets were all used up. With no time to reload, he could only rely on the martial arts taught by his father to fight the enemy. The whole situation was extremely critical.

At this time, Zhu Mincheng even had a thought in his mind, that is, if he died here, the Song Dynasty, which he had not had time to develop, might be destroyed. At that time, the history books of the Ming Dynasty would record that on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the second son of Emperor Yongming, the King of Song, Zhu Mincheng, went to the New World to be enfeoffed. In the first year of the founding of the country, he was attacked by savages while inspecting the farmland outside the city, and was killed in battle and his country was destroyed!
If this is the result, I am afraid Zhu Mincheng would not be willing to die. How could he die in such a cowardly way? How could he not be able to realize his talent, aspirations and beliefs?

(End of this chapter)