"Who do you want to kill?" asked Lu Daqi.

"Guluge!" Omubu pointed at Guluge's nose. "He is a lackey of the Jiannu. He even resisted the Ming army! If he surrendered early, it would not only save many lives, but also prevent Guihua City from suffering this disaster!"

"Such black sheep must be executed!"

Guluge's face suddenly changed. He slowly backed away while pointing at Omubu's nose and questioning, "Omubu, you are so ungrateful! The Jiannu imprisoned you in Shengjing, and I brought you back! I also bought the seal of the King of Shunyi with tribute! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning if you just kill the donkey after it has done its job?"

"Haha, it was Jiannu's idea to let me go, what does it have to do with you? As for the seal of King Shunyi..." Omubu snorted coldly: "You want to completely control the tribe, but there are many people in the tribe who don't accept it, so you want to use my father's seal to suppress them!"

"You..." Guluge, whose true identity was revealed, didn't know how to refute.

In anger, he drew out his saber and tried to fight back.

The personal soldiers behind him picked up the sabers that had been thrown on the ground and stood alert.

Upon seeing this, the Ming troops on the periphery immediately picked up their firearms, drew their swords and prepared for battle.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

The two sides began to stalemate.

The most embarrassed were Youdutong Hanggao and other Mongolian generals.

They don't know who to help.

Logically speaking, they are one with the Gulug and should advance and retreat together.

However, the former leader Omubu not only has the blood of the Golden Family, but also has the powerful Ming army backing him up.

It would not be wise to make an enemy of him.

So...

While they were confronting each other, Hang Gao and a group of Mongolian generals quietly retreated a few steps.

This behavior not only showed their attitude but also isolated Guruk.

Guluge looked at Hanggao in disbelief: "You..."

Hang Gao ignored Guluge's gaze and bowed deeply to Omubu and Lu Daqi: "Hang Gao is willing to obey the orders of the two adults!"

Omubu looked at Guluge with some pride, and then asked Lu Daqi: "May I ask how the Governor intends to deal with Guluge?"

Lu Daqi didn't say anything, but stared at Omubu for a while.

Ombu's performance is generally acceptable.

He possesses the decisiveness and ability to command that a tribal leader should have.

In peacetime, such tribal leaders would become a potential threat to the Ming court.

But now is a time of chaos.

The imperial court needed such tribal leaders to maintain tribal stability.

Only when the tribe is stable will they reach a consensus and avoid being indecisive.

In short, the Ming court needed a stable ally.

Ombu is qualified to be the leader of this alliance!

Thinking of this, Lu Daqi stretched out his hand and pointed at Guluge with his whip, "Come here, take him down!"

Guluge was shocked and turned around and ran away with dozens of his personal soldiers.

Before he could take a step, Hang Gao and his men rushed forward and surrounded them.

"Put down your weapons and surrender, and you won't be killed!" Hang Gao shouted to the soldiers around Guluge.

The guards began to hesitate.

Seeing this, Omubu shouted: "The traitor Guluge suppressed the descendants of King Shunyi and defected to the Jiannu. This is unforgivable! These are his crimes alone. As long as you abandon the dark and join the light, you will never be implicated!"

With Omubu's assurance, the soldiers around Guluge dropped their weapons and retreated.

Gulug was completely isolated.

After realizing that something was wrong, Guluge shouted behind Omubu: "Do it!"

While everyone's attention was diverted, he turned and ran.

However, the surrounding Mongolian soldiers were well prepared. One of them raised his leg and kicked Guluge hard on the butt, knocking him to the ground.

The rest is easy.

Guluge was executed by the Ming army, and Ombu became the leader of the Tumed tribe again.

After helping Ombu complete internal cleansing, the Ming army began to retreat.

Before leaving, they took away a lot of trophies including horses, cattle, sheep, etc.

Although the Tumed tribe was somewhat unwilling, they had no choice but to accept their fate.

There is no way, this is the price of defeat!

Not only the Ming army benefited from this battle, but the Ordos tribe also benefited as their purpose of changing their stance was to get supplies!

Lu Daqi was not stingy. He took out some of the spoils and distributed them to the Ordos tribe, and then returned triumphantly with the remaining supplies.

On the way back.

Lu Daqi wrote down the process and results of the war, the performance of the generals, and the attitude of submission of the Ordos and Tumed tribes in the form of an official document.

Then he sent a fast horse to the capital.

On the tenth day of July in the twenty-second year of Chongzhen, the inner court received an official document forwarded by the cabinet.

"Your Majesty, Lu Daqi defeated two tribes in one battle. This is cause for celebration!" Wang Chengen stood next to Chongzhen and congratulated him in a cheerful tone.

"The Xitumed tribe and the Ordos tribe have both expressed their willingness to resume paying tribute, and are only waiting for Your Majesty's approval!"

"Lu Daqi really lived up to my expectations!" Chongzhen said with a smile.

After laughing for a while, Chongzhen suddenly stopped smiling and said, "There is no rush for tribute... Let me think about it carefully."

Although they defeated the Tumed tribe, they only defeated the Tumed tribe. They did not completely solve the problem of the Tumed tribe or the Mongols.

There have been irreconcilable contradictions between the Central Plains dynasties and nomadic tribes throughout history.

The Central Plains dynasty had abundant resources, and the people were accustomed to living and working in peace and contentment.

The grasslands where the nomadic tribes live are barren, and they need to constantly look for good pastures for migration.

There is no fixed territory on the grassland. Whoever occupies the pasture first owns it.

If others disagree, you can fight me!

The winner takes over the ranch, while the loser packs up and leaves.

As a result, speaking with strength became a habit of nomadic tribes.

When they are strong enough or cannot survive without stealing, they will turn their attention to the Central Plains region with abundant resources.

Although the unified Central Plains dynasties of all generations were able to defeat nomadic tribes, they were unable to completely resolve the problems and conflicts between the two sides!

Even if old problems are solved in a short period of time, new problems will arise over time.

Chongzhen wanted to take this opportunity to truly solve this millennium problem.