Since Subude left the Han village and rescued the Tumot prisoners, he made many military achievements in the battle with the Chahars. Several times the Chahars came to the north of the desert to attack the Tumot tribe. Subbude was brave in fighting, repelled the Chahars many times, and protected a large number of herders from the Tumot tribe.

It is precisely because of Subud's great achievements in military affairs that he gained the trust of Omubu and became a centurion.

But Subud remembers his name as Li Hong. Over the past two years, he has been instilling Li Guodong's philosophy to the Tumotes who were rescued by him: the Jurchens have been coveting the Tumote tribe for a long time, and they have long wanted to swallow the Tumote tribe! If we Mongolians did not unite, sooner or later, they would become slaves to the Jurchens!

Today, these Tumotes have become Subud's confidants.

Omubu's lips squirmed a few times, as if he was hesitating and preparing to make a great decision. After a while, he mustered up the courage and pulled out the golden sword and pointed towards Guihua City: "My sons, please return to Huacheng with Ben Khan!"

"Okay!" Subud secretly applauded in his heart. As long as Omubu returns, the Tumotes will offend the Jurchens, and then they will secretly recruit the remnants of Chahar and secretly help the elder brother complete his plan.

As long as Jiannu supports us, we must oppose this sentence. Li Guodong said to Subud more than once. Subud said in his heart: My name is Li Hong. If I hadn't had a eldest brother, I would have died long ago.

The Tumoth cavalry galloped from north to south. At noon, a black line could be seen in front of him, and there was the wall of Guihua City.

"We are finally going to return!" The Tumot couldn't help but feel excited.

But this good mood couldn't last long, and all the Tumotes instantly petrified as if they were struck by lightning: on the grassland ahead, a Jurchen cavalry appeared!

Seeing the thousands of Jurchen light cavalry who appeared on the grassland, Omubu stopped the horse and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He took off his hat and wiped his sweat nervously. However, Hang Gao and Gu Luge on the edge of Omubu showed a strange smile on their faces, but the changes in the faces of these two guys did not escape Li Hong's eyes.

"Shan, why don't you leave?" Li Hong, or Subude, stepped forward and asked.

"The Jurchens are here. They obviously want to enter the city ahead of us. Let's let them go in first." Omubu's trembling hands wiped the sweat from his face.

Subud said dissatisfiedly: "The Jurchens are obviously not kind to us Tumots! Khan, we are driving wolf at the front door and entering the tiger at the back door!"

Omubu sighed deeply, and he was unwilling to give in. The dignified Khan of Tumot, who asked him to be a dog for the Jurchens, was a serious harm to his self-esteem. Now the Korqin people have become loyal dogs of the Jurchens, and the Mongolian tribes in the east of the Modong were forced to surrender to the Jurchens and become the lackeys of the Jurchens. Now, looking at the Jurchens' posture, they just want the Tumot people to become their lackeys.

Subud looked at Hang Gao and Guluge, lowered his voice and whispered in Omubu's ear: "Shan, if the Tumotes really become the lackeys of the Jurchens, be careful that they will cook the rabbits in the future."

Omubu's face changed, but he had no choice. Now the Jurchens are powerful, and the weak Tumot tribe dared not anger the Jurchens at all.

The three thousand iron cavalry led by Dorgon passed by the Tumotes. Without even looking at the Tumotes, they rushed into Guihua City directly.

Seeing that the Jurchens were so arrogant, the Tumotes dared not speak out. The Tumotes, whose strength was greatly reduced by Lin Dankhan, really had no capital to compete with the Jurchens.

Su Bude didn't say anything more. He knew that Huang Taiji would be coming soon. If he had the chance, wouldn't it be better to shoot Huang Taiji with one arrow than to shoot Yue Tuo? Even if he sacrificed his life for this, he would be willing to do so. As long as he killed Huang Taiji, there would be civil strife between Jiannu. His elder brother had been carefully planning and targeting Jiannu. Although Su Bude didn't understand why Li Guodong had planned this way, he believed that the Ming Dynasty was already ruined. If the dynasty was to change, the elder brother was the one who deserved the most. For the sake of the elder brother, even if he sacrificed his life, he would not refuse.

Hang Gao and Gulugece immediately stepped forward and came to Omubu.

"The Khan, the one who came was the fourteenth Jurchen Beile, who was Tiancong Khan's younger brother. Since he was here, then General Guluge and I would go to the city first to see what the Jurchens meant. General Guluge is actually also a Jurchen, so it would be easier to talk to him if he went there." Hang Gao turned over and dismounted, knelt in front of Omubu and asked for advice.

Omubu nodded: "Okay, you guys go and have a look first."

On the other hand, a close confidant of Subud lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "Brother, we have all investigated clearly. In fact, Gu Luge is from the Yehe tribe of the Jurchens. One of his distant cousins ​​married Dai Shan. Speaking of which, Gu Luge is still Yuetuo's uncle! Hang Gao had long been secretly hooking up with Gu Luge, and they wanted to sell the entire Tumote tribe to the Jurchens!"

"I understand! As long as we have the chance, we will get rid of these two traitors!" Subud nodded slightly.

Gu Luge and Hanggao took more than a hundred confidants to enter Guihua City on horseback. At the gate of the city, hundreds of Jurchen Eight Banners cavalry lined up to greet them, with neat and murderous aura. Seeing the stout Jurchen people with ferocious appearance and fleshy faces, Hanggao couldn't help but gasp.

"Please, two generals! Fourteen Beller has been waiting in the city for a long time!" A Jurchen general wearing a lightning rod helmet came forward to greet the two.

The Jurchen general was named Jiergai, the son of Irgen Jueluo Ashan and Dorgon's confidant and beloved general.

When he walked into the city, Hanggao saw that the city of Guihua was in chaos, the streets were empty, and the ground was covered with feces of cattle, sheep and livestock, emitting a stench. The Chahar people had already run away, and all the valuable things in the city were taken away, and even the doors and windows were removed by them, perhaps because they used them as firewood.

Dorgon sat on the seat of the royal palace with a golden sword. When he saw Hang Gao and Gu Luge walking in, Dorgon didn't even look at them, and raised his head arrogantly, as if his eyes had grown to the top of his head.

"Bold! I won't kneel down when I see the Fourteen Bell!" Several white-armored soldiers standing on both sides of the hall roared.

Gu Luge and Hang Gao felt that their legs were weak and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

"Fourteen Beile, the young general of the Tumote tribe, Gu Luge (Hang Gao), paid a visit to Master Beile!" The two kowtowed repeatedly.
Chapter completed!