"The emperor is a bit stingy." Nuke, son of Ang'an, leader of the Zalut tribe, and Hu Dawei and others rode together and couldn't help complaining, "The Jiannu head is worth fifty taels, how come it's more than half that?"
Hu Dawei glanced at him and said, "If you dare to say anything bad about Wansui, I'll beat you up."
Meng Ruhu quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Times are different now. The Jiannu people are in decline and are worthless."
As he spoke, he turned and pointed at the marching Mongolian cavalry, saying with a smile, "Look, even with the lowered reward, aren't the tribes still very active? The fact that the Zhalut tribe can mobilize an extra thousand men and horses makes them very jealous!"
Nuke scratched his head. As an honest man, he really couldn't refute someone as fierce as a tiger.
Indeed, the Mongol tribes were all here to make a killing and plunder. Whoever contributed the most men would receive a larger reward, but there were also limits on the number of men required. If they were open to hiring, the number of men and horses could be more than doubled.
"This time, this time—" Nuk grunted, "Perhaps they are so proactive because they know I am leading a large army south and there is something to be gained. It wasn't like this last time. Our Zhalut tribe still fully supported the Ming Dynasty."
Hu Dawei chuckled and said, "The Jiannu main force leaving Liaoning isn't necessarily a good thing. The few remaining troops will certainly defend the city with all their might. To attack the city, we'll have to rely on the Ming army."
Nuuk blinked and asked, "You are Mongolian too."
"I am a Ming Dynasty man, a guerrilla general of the Ming Dynasty." Hu Dawei puffed out his chest. "My origin is bestowed upon me by the Emperor himself."
Meng Ruhu smiled and said proudly, "Me too."
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