The Revolt of the Three Feudatories: All-in at the start in Beijing

The basin of Uriankhai is sandwiched between the Sayan Mountains to the east and west, and the Tangnu Ula Mountains to the south.

Except for the cold winters, the weather here is generally good, and the black soil is suitable for growing crops.

The Wanyan family of Wanyan Wu initially had a total population of less than a thousand. The current population of five thousand is only due to Subutai's acquisition of several close relatives' tribes in the Western Sea Jurchens and the allocation of two thousand Chechen Mongols to him.

This is also why Wanyan Wu was so loyal to Subutai; he was practically his living father.

Of the five thousand Jin people, Wanyan Wu conscripted eight hundred able-bodied men, all of whom were dressed in Manchu Plain Yellow Banner armor and equipped with bows, arrows, scimitars, and spears.

At this time, Wanyan Wu led eight hundred cavalrymen to set his sights on a large tribe of a thousand people at the foot of Tangnuwula Mountain.

Wanyan Wu's younger brother, Wanyan Kang, excitedly ran back after getting a closer look.

"Your Majesty, this tribe is surrounded by wheat fields, and also by vines of vegetables and fruits. It seems His Majesty the Emperor was not lying to us; this place is even better than Haixi!"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Wu's expression darkened. He slapped Wanyan Kang on the head and then scolded him in a low voice.

"Who is His Majesty? How could he possibly lie to us?"

"Be more mindful of your words in the future!"

Just then, smoke rose from the village's cooking fires. Knowing that the tribes were about to start cooking, Wanyan Wu immediately drew his saber.

"Brothers, all those who resist must be killed without mercy!"

"Remember, anyone who hesitates will be cut down!"

"Charge!"

It was a fine June day; the interior of Uriankhai was warm as spring, and the warhorses galloped with great strength.

The tribe, numbering only a thousand, had no fences around it. When Wanyan Wu's eight hundred cavalry charged in, they were almost no match for them.

The men of these tribes, whom we will tentatively call the Ulianghai tribe, were found to be using very primitive weapons. Only a small number of them used iron weapons, while the others used stone spears and arrows, or weapons made of bone.

For the first time, Wanyan Wu realized that the women of the Western Sea who lived near the Han Dynasty were truly fortunate. At least they could exchange animal hides for iron tools and knew the taste of cooking meat in an iron pot. In contrast, this place was surrounded by Mongols or semi-civilized Siberians who knew nothing about smelting.

These few iron artifacts were probably brought in by Genghis Khan when he needed to store grain and livestock here.

The battle against this tribe lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and all the Uriankhai people surrendered.

"Drive everyone together!"

With Wanyan Wu's order, the Ulianghai people were driven out one by one, leaving less than a hundred adult men, most of whom were deliberately killed.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

When Wanyan Wu saw that everyone had arrived, he climbed onto the temporary platform and greeted them in both Mongolian and Jurchen, but no one answered after a long time.

Wanyan Kang was hot-tempered. He drew his sword and killed a young man from Wulianghai, then pointed the sword at the next one.

"Are you all mute?"

Upon seeing the Wanyan family suddenly start killing people, the crowd began to chatter incessantly. Even Wanyan Wu, who was quite knowledgeable, could only understand a little bit of what they were saying.

Damn, we can't even understand the language.

How to govern them as common people?

Wanyan Wu felt powerless at first, and Wanyan Kang, who was standing next to him, got angry again and immediately raised his knife to kill him.

A man with gray-brown hair and blue eyes scrambled out of the group of prisoners, then raised his hands and spoke in Mongolian.

"No, no, no! I'm a businessman from Moscow. I can understand what they're saying. I still have a use! Please don't kill me!"

Wanyan Wu burst into laughter, stepped forward, lifted him up, and examined him closely from all sides.

"The Moscow you're talking about is Tsarist Russia, right? What are these people saying? And what's your name? What's your status there?"

The Moscow merchant looked at Wanyan Wu with surprise, not expecting that this wild man from the mountains would also know about Tsarist Russia.

"My name is Yakov. I'm an ordinary fur trader from Moscow, here in Siberia to do business. This is my first time here."

"They speak the Tatar language, which is actually quite similar to your Mongolian language. You just need to communicate gradually to learn it!"

So that's true!

Wanyan Wu nodded in agreement. No wonder the words "cattle, sheep, horses, and sky" sounded so familiar when these people were making a fuss earlier; it turned out they were all words spoken by people from the grasslands.

"My name is Wanyan Wu. I have been appointed king of this place by the emperor of the Eastern Han Empire. Would you like to stay and become a nobleman in my kingdom?"

Upon hearing this, Yakov's eyes began to dart around.

He thought to himself, "This empire called the Great Han must be the hegemon of the East. And the king under this hegemon is just like the Crimean Khanate, a subordinate state of the Ottoman Empire."

Being a nobleman in such a country is certainly much better than being a merchant who is constantly exploited by the nobles of Moscow. Thinking of this, Yakov, imitating the Mongols, respectfully saluted Wanyan Wu.

"Your Majesty, it is my honor to be your subject, Yakov. I am willing to do anything for you!"

Another reason Yakov was willing to join was the exquisite cotton armor worn by Wanyan Wu and the others.

These things were all made by Chinese artisans.

Few countries at the time could produce it.

Wanyan Wu was very satisfied. He didn't care what Yakov was thinking; anyone who could help him communicate was a talent.

"Yakov, tell them now that the three mountains, including the land in between, have been bestowed upon me by the Great Han Empire, and from now on they are subjects of the Jin Kingdom!"

"Those who are willing to follow will be able to eat their fill in the future; those who are unwilling can leave now!"

Upon hearing this, Yakov immediately translated into a Turkic language. The Uriankhai people below understood and immediately knelt down before Wanyan Wu.

The tribes have all been conquered; where can they go?

They were enslaved or even killed when they went to other tribes.

At this time, Uriankhai was a very barren place, and no one was willing to provide food for outsiders.

As for Turkic languages, the most spoken are from the Western Regions, including Subutai, but since no one knew this, they naturally didn't tell Wanyan Wu.

Wanyan Wu immediately conducted a preliminary investigation into the number of people in this tribe. All the young men who were killed had their wives married off to Jin people.

The elderly and children taller than a cartwheel are killed immediately, according to the centuries-old custom of the grasslands.

Because children over five or six years old already have memories of this hatred, the probability of them killing their adoptive father when they grow up is extremely high, so they will not leave any future trouble.

After all, not everyone has Dorgon's courage.

After integrating the tribe and gaining a basic territory, Wanyan Wu launched a three-pronged attack, with two hundred elite cavalry in each route, which was enough to wipe out most of the tribes.

He intends to unify Uriankhai before winter arrives!