Zhu Houzhao roared frantically, but Batu Munch turned a deaf ear, but said calmly: "Your Majesty the Emperor, the cavalry camp has not yet admitted defeat, how can it be stopped." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As he spoke, Batu Munch looked straight at Zhu Houzhao, with an aggressive look on his face.

The court of the Ming Dynasty, he knew it too well, they kept their promises, and they talked about the so-called benevolence, so as a Tatar Khan, he was not at all worried about what the embarrassed Ming Emperor could do with him.

Batu Munch has no respect for Zhu Houzhao, because he won, according to the rules of the desert, the winner is king, and the loser can't even get Kou, either he will be killed, or he can only become the slave of the winner.

He looked at Zhu Houzhao's distorted face, and saw that Zhu Houzhao's eyes almost spewed fire, and he didn't care at all, even at this time, the killing in the school field was still continuing.

The Cavalry Battalion fulfilled their promise, and although they were no match for the Tatars, they were still making a final stand.

They can lose, and they can even run away with their hearts, but today, they have no way to escape, and His Majesty is here.

Everyone was watching, carrying such great expectations, inheriting the reputation of too many ancestors, but now, one by one, they gritted their teeth, knowing that they would die, still praying mantis blocking the car, and finally they were knocked away by those Tatars who laughed wildly, and their bones were crushed by the horses' hooves, and when the scimitar was cut, their blood splattered, but they still desperately wanted to fight back.

After today, there will be no more riding camps.

And even so, they still ended their curtain in the most singable and weeping way.

Zhang Shao was already crazy, bleeding all over his body, he staggered forward, with the only remaining people, he fell off the horse, watching the war horse in front of him sprint, the horse's hooves roared, he landed on the ground with a knife, gasping for breath, with anger and unwillingness, but also with a little helplessness.

Zhu Houzhao's face was full of anger, he was completely crazy: "I said ......" He said with red eyes: "Enough!" Come ......"

Everyone couldn't bear to look at the school field, but was attracted by Zhu Houzhao on the stage, they had never seen the little emperor angry to this point, his eyes were murderous.

Zhu Houzhao has never had such a strong anger as today that he wants to kill someone......

Batumunk seemed hesitant.

And at this moment, a group of Tatars cheered behind him.

Zhang Shao's head had fallen, and the scimitar almost directly cut off his head, this head full of blood was picked up by Nazulu at this moment by turning over and dismounting, and the Tatars surrounded him, and together raised the bloody long knife, and let out a huge cheer.

This scene...... Zhu Houzhao's body was shocked, his face turned pale, and he involuntarily took a step back.

He finally paid the price for his willfulness, and these people who shouted that His Majesty was here were separated and shattered because of his willfulness......

Zhu Houzhao's anger had reached the extreme, but at this moment, he was speechless, he just looked at Batu Munch: "I will kill you, I will, I will kill all your people, I will kill your wife, your son, until you are in pain, I ......"

His eyes were red, and he finally couldn't help it, tears fell and wet his clothes, and he felt a stuffy pain in his chest, hot, and it hurt him badly.

Everyone was silent, and in the roaring voice of the Tatars, everyone felt both sad and helpless.

Zhu Houzhao tried hard to hold back his tears, but these tears were like a flood, which could not be contained, he trembled with anger, Liu Jin on the side was busy holding him, Zhu Houzhao looked sideways, and said viciously: "Get out!" I don't care about you! ”

Batu Munch smiled and said, "Your Majesty, does our agreement still count?" ”

Conventions...... Naturally, it is the grain and grass promised by the Ming Dynasty.

Within three months, enough was raised to feed the Tatars so that they could get through the year's grain and grass to the Tatar Ministry.

Now that the Golden Horde has won a complete victory, it is time for Zhu Houzhao to keep his promise.

Several important ministers had already come out of the color shed, and one by one looked at Zhu Houzhao, at this moment, everyone was speechless, because ...... They lost too badly, too badly......

The vassals emerged from their sheds, probing their brains one by one, each with a concern in his heart.

Daming, after all, is no longer the once terrifying Ming, no longer the Hongwu Dynasty expelled the Tartars, and the Ming Dynasty was beaten by all kinds of people during the period of Emperor Wen. The vassals consciously realized that they were aware of it, but today, they seem to have figured out the details.

In the face of Batu Munch's questioning, Zhu Houzhao's lips trembled, and he couldn't make a sound, he just gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and he looked at Batu Munch coldly......

This made it difficult for many people to ride tigers, and Liu Jian and others fell into a dilemma.

But once it is denied, then where will the faith of the Ming Dynasty be placed?

No one said anything, only Zhu Houzhao faced this dilemma, but he couldn't make a choice.

"Great Khan!" At this time, a clear voice came out.

Batu Munch looked sideways, it was Ye Chunqiu.

He could feel the anger in the boy, and even when the boy was talking to him, his gaze seemed to look over his shoulder, in the direction of the schoolyard, as if he were looking at the corpses on the ground, and watching the head of the commanding officer of the capital camp being thrown into the sky like a ball by the Tatars and humiliated.

Ye Chunqiu took a deep breath, his voice with a deep coldness: "Great Khan, I am based on faith, since I have made a promise, I will naturally keep my promise, Your Majesty is unwell now, but I will never deny it." ”

Batu Munch looked at Ye Chunqiu suspiciously, and smiled, he had actually always hated Ye Chunqiu in his heart, if Ye Chunqiu hadn't discovered his scheme, why would he have caused this trouble? But for now, I'm still the winner!

Batu Munch laughed twice, and said with an extraordinary smile: "Ye Xiushu is really interesting, oh, when you say this, Xiao Khan remembers that Ye Xiushu also said that my Golden Horde will win, and today my Golden Horde does not disgrace its mission, but thanks to Ye Xiuzhuo." ”

After he said this, there were already countless pairs of eyes looking at Ye Chunqiu with resentment.

They have reason to be resentful, at the beginning, you said that the Tatars would win, but now, you are so ashamed that you dare to bypass the Son of Heaven and promise to give the Tatars food and grass.

In fact, intellectually speaking, Ye Chunqiu's every word and deed is right, but the vast majority of people in this world can't be rational, let alone at this time.

What qualifications do you have to promise Batu Munch?

(To be continued.) )