Selim's death set off a monstrous wave! More than 100,000 Ottoman troops were at a loss, and Zeinen's servants even took all the firearms troops and surrendered directly to the Ming army. The only ones who are really still fighting are the Sinan Pashas, the remaining Mughal armies have retreated to the lowlands of Turan, and the armies of the Safavid Empire, the Makrumu Empire, and the Uzbek Khanate have disengaged from the Ming army.

This is only a temporary direct impact, and the indirect impact is even more significant. The first is the battle for the Ottoman throne, and Selim had more than twenty sons, many of whom were among the most powerful members of the maternal family. Although Suleiman was highly regarded by Selim and had the title of crown prince, he was never officially canonized. In the end, it is unknown who will have the last laugh in the position of Ottoman Sultan!

The second is the situation in the entire Moslin world. Markyumu was suppressed by the Ottomans for a long time, and the reason why Garigul joined the Five-Nation Alliance was to make a desperate attempt to win the help of Ismaili, another giant in the world. Now Garigul is bent on returning to the east and regaining the land that was stolen by the Ottomans, and it is not impossible for even the Ottomans who have been greatly injured to perish!

The decline of the Ottoman Empire was a foregone conclusion, and it was most beneficial to the Safavid Empire, led by Ismaili. The Uzbek Khanate was crippled, and in this area of the homeland of the Arab Empire, Ismaili had no opponents, and they could gallop to their heart's content, as long as they did not provoke the terrible Ming Empire! Babur's Mughal Empire could also flex its muscles to seize the chaotic regions of India in the south, and to wrestle with the ruined Uzbek Khanate in the north to restore the glory of the Timurid Empire.

Of course, the biggest beneficiary is still the Ming Dynasty, this battle with 100,000 against 100,000, lasted several months, defeated the Five Nations Alliance, enough to shine in the annals of history. Zhu Houzhao was already smiling like a flower, this time he was caught, who did the emperors of the Ming Dynasty have martial arts like himself?

Bao Dahai had already returned to the command headquarters and interrupted Zhu Houzhao's meaning: "Your Majesty, the remnants of the Ottoman army should not be completely annihilated."

Zhu Houzhao was thinking about chasing after the poor man with Shengyong, and asked puzzledly, "Old Bao, what do you mean?"

Bao Dahai said his thoughts: "The Ottomans are the best among the countries of the Western Regions, if we kill their large army, there will be chaos here. Ismaili of the Safavid Empire was not a good bird either, and during the Yongle period, Timur was planning an expedition to the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Houzhao's Danfeng eyes narrowed and nodded slightly. Jiang Bin opposed Bao Dahai's opinion: "Brother Bao, I don't think it's right! The war has been going on for more than a month, how many people have we annihilated in the formation? Just Xiao Linzi killed 100,000 Uzbek tribal troops, and the deterrent power is not enough! The barbarians are afraid of power but not virtue, and if they don't give a good look, I'm afraid they won't be able to deter them."

Zhu Houzhao's heart moved, and what Jiang Bin said also made sense. He thought for a moment and said, "Call Xiao Linzi back and see what he has to say!"

Wan Songlin came back quickly, and as soon as he got off the horse, he wanted to salute Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Houzhao waved his hand: "What do you do on the battlefield with so much false courtesy? Think of Selim!"

Wan Songlin was shocked and hurriedly stopped moving. The war has come to this point, and there are a lot of weapons such as soul chasing guns, and even Ismaili has an authentic telescope in his hand, so it is difficult to guarantee that people will also have a sword to seal their throats, and there will be no place to cry when the time comes.

Zhu Houzhao saw that Wan Songlin understood his hidden worries, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's done, just know it." Xiao Linzi, just now Lao Bao said not to kill the Ottomans, what do you think?"

Wan Songlin blinked his eyes, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Weichen thought there were only four words."

Yo! This kid still sells Guanzi? Zhu Houzhao asked with interest, "Which four words?"

"Outbred and close attack!" Wan Songlin's face is radiant, his eyes are blazing, and his black hair is flowing between his temples, he is a heroic and pretty man!

Zhu Houzhao patted his head, yes! Outbred and close attack! Why did you forget to combine vertical and horizontal? The old ancestor is not a barbarian, that routine is deep!

Jiang Bin's brows furrowed, and he couldn't help asking, "How do you make friends from afar?"

Wan Songlin couldn't help but think of Hua Houwei's thiefy face in his mind at this moment, and he couldn't help blurting out: "The Uzbek Khanate ceded land and paid compensation, and it will never stop until it is fragmented." The Ottoman retains a certain strength, and can even become a high-quality customer of our Ming Dynasty, putting those Shenwei general cannons, tiger cannons and so on

Sell it to him! The Mughals can be our quasi-allies, and get Babur and the Ottomans to form an alliance against Ismaili!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and after carefully pondering Wan Songlin's vision, Bao Dahai asked with interest, "Why do you want to target Ismaili?"

Wan Songlin simply walked to the map hanging in the big tent, picked up the baton and pointed at Tabriz: "This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is the emperor's capital. As soon as Selim died, Ismaili, the homeland of the Great Eclipse, was respected. If the Ming Dynasty does not restrain it, Markyumu and Safavid will attack the Ottomans who are greatly injured on both sides, and the Ottomans will not be able to resist it. During the weak Song Dynasty, the sea was blocked by the Great Eclipse, how much hard-earned money did we Han people earn? No! It's snatched! If Ismaili is allowed to scold Fang Xuan and dominate the Great Food Homeland, then Da Ming and Safavi will have to fight!"

"Good!" Zhu Houzhao clapped his hands and applauded, and then waved his hand to signal Wan Songlin to continue.

Bao Dahai asked again, "What about Babur?"

Wan Songlin smiled, "Babur left early, which shows that he and Ismaili are not of the same mind. If we provoke a little, no, clarify the stakes, and Babur and Ismaili will definitely make a mess. Garigul of Makrumu is a hardcore of Ismaili and has common interests, and it is impossible to cooperate with the Ming Dynasty. When the prince taught us a lesson, he said that diplomacy can only be done by taking advantage of the situation, not using the mantis arm as a car."

The Ming monarchs and ministers are calculating here, and the city of Samarkand is also intriguing and suspicious of each other. Cabbani knew that he was a defeat this time, with the least weight in his hand, and there was even a high chance that he would be sold to Daming, so he could only hold Ismaili's thigh. Garigul was thinking about the Ottoman problem and needed Eastman's support, but of course Ismaili was the only one.

"Dear Shah, it seems that Selim is really dead, and since Osman has lost his eagle, he is not worthy of Asia Minor!" Garigul had already begun plotting against the Uthmans, trying to test Ismaili's thoughts.

Ismaili's heart moved, as soon as Selim died, he was the eldest brother of the Moslin world, and it didn't seem difficult to join forces with Garigul to kill the Osmans. The Persian Empire was once extremely glorious, so can it be recreated? He looked at Shaybani, "What do you think, Shaybani Khan?"

Shaybani boured his spirits: "Dear Shah, Ottoman has lost Selim, so he no longer deserves the position of Moslin's world caliph. We can negotiate with the Ming Empire, and to show our sincerity, we can help the Ming Empire defeat the remnants of the Ottoman forces. Of course, after defeating and capturing them, I believe that the Ming Empire has no interest in these captives, and we can redeem them and add them to our army."

Uh, this, Taixia did a little! Ismaili, who aspires to become a Morslyn saint, has just wanted to speak out against it. But when he thought about the loss he had suffered, he was silent. Shaybani immediately understood and stopped talking about the subject, but kept thinking in his heart how to distribute the captives.

Hu Saiyin set off again, his attitude more respectful than the previous time. Zhu Houzhao wanted to meet him in person, but Bao Dahai objected: "Your Majesty, you are just the prime minister of a barbarian country, why should you condescend to be noble? Let Xiao Linzi deal with him, this kid has a bad stomach, and he won't be able to suffer a loss!"

Zhu Houzhao laughed when he heard this: "Okay! I think so, too! Xiao Linzi, what does it mean that your face is long?"

Wan Songlin was startled, and hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, I'm here, uh, cough, I'm exercising my facial muscles and finding the most suitable expression to negotiate with Hou Saiyin!"

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "Done!" You're a good boy at making excuses! Come on, spill all your grievances on Hou Saiyin, I don't want to see your donkey's face!"

Hou Saiyin sat in the tent and was worried, the Ming Empire defeated a million coalition troops and killed the invincible Selim, and he didn't know how much appetite he had? It's really hard to be a bad guy.

"Your Excellency Davizier, I am Wan Songlin, a temporary diplomatic official of the Ming Empire, come, please have tea!"

Where can Hu Saiyin drink? The one who came in looked like a young man who was not deeply involved in the world, so why not take the opportunity to fool? The province has many long nights and dreams! He couldn't wait to take a few sips of the cow, and immediately put on a standard flawless smile and said to Wan Songlin, "Dear Lin, the conditions we have already put forward last time are not enough to express our sincerity, Your Majesty Ismaili

Ask me to bring a message to the Ming Empire, we can help the Ming Empire destroy the Ottoman remnants who dare to resist, and leave Sinan Pasha in Samarkand completely!"

Wan Songlin immediately understood that things had changed, and as soon as Selim died, Osman immediately became guilty and wanted to pounce on him and take a bite. These barbarians, the Ottomans helped you fight, and as a result, people were in a hurry to pick up their clothes as soon as they died, and they were really incorruptible and shameless! But that's a good thing. The dog bites the dog's mouthful, and Osman still has a large piece in Daming's hands, so it's a big deal to return it to Ottoman!

"Ah, I personally agree with this in principle. But it is also necessary to ask for the consent of our Emperor Majesty. Your Excellency Hou Saiyin, the Ming Empire has traveled thousands of miles, spent countless gold, and killed and injured countless excellent soldiers, so quietly, don't you say anything?"

Hou Saiyin cheered up and secretly came! He unfurled a formulaic smile and asked Wan Songlin rhetorically, "Okay, what does the Ming Empire want?"

Wan Songlin threw the teacup in his hand unhappily, and the teacup shook back and forth on the table a few times: "Hou Saiyin, we haven't reached any agreement yet, do you want to challenge the majesty of the Ming Empire?" What do we need to ask you? Joke! When the Ming Empire needs it, he will reach out and take it, and he doesn't need to plead with any force!"