Chapter 646: The Game of the Turan Lowlands
After Babur fled to the lowlands of Turan, he easily destroyed the Bukhara Khanate of Mirzauluha Ahmed and awaited the outcome of the battle of Samarkand in Urgench.
Who knew that Selim was really dead, and the next changes were dazzling. The Three Kingdoms and the Ming Empire ceased war and divided the Ottoman army, and the Makrumu Giram regiment suddenly rebelled, directly killing their Sultan Garigul, and the main force of the Ming Empire withdrew.
Babur was secretly glad that he was fast and that he was not involved in such a complicated situation, and he could be regarded as retreating.
But what now? His own Mughal is in the southeast, and the fastest way back is blocked by Samarkand, so do you really want to detour to the Safavid Empire?
Before he could make a decision, the combined legion of Timshibai and Tabac had already arrived in the Turan Lowlands.
Amanmula ran to Babur's tent, his eyes shining: "Khan, did you eat the army of Jilam?" That's a real bunch of warriors! Sai Dianchi shook his head: "Amanmula, don't keep thinking about fighting. Is the Gillam Legion easy to bully? Even if there are only 50,000 or 60,000 people left, we only have a strength of more than 100,000 now, and if we can't take it, we will lose our troops and generals, what will the Mughals do? Babur was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Olema beside him, and asked softly, "Add, what do you think we should do?" Eddie, Babur's chief advisor and doctrinal Olema, bowed and made his point: "Your Majesty the Sultan, I think we should unite the Ottoman Empire and accept the brothers of Ghilam. The Ming Empire was a wild boar that rashly broke into the world of Moslin. Look at it, the Ottomans, Safavids, Uzbeks, Makrumu, and our Mughals, the five major Moslin powers were beaten by the Ming Empire. I'm not here to talk about the strength of the Ming Empire, but about the crisis in the Moslin world! Beginning with the Prophet Muhammad, Mothrin occupied vast areas from the Pamirs to the Kingdom of Aragon, and once invincible to us, the world trembled at our feet! But now? Europa has made nine crusades, and Aragon is no longer ours. In the Pamirs, the power of the ancient silk kingdom has reappeared. Amanmula was still very respectful of Eddie, and he bent down and saluted: "Dear Olema, what does this have to do with the present?" ”
"Well, I mean it very clearly, the Mothlin world must unite! Silk Country is an evil place, how fierce are the people who come out there? Attila, the great Hun emperor who crisscrossed Europa, the Ottomans who are now thriving, and the terrible Golden Family, all came from that land! Your Majesty, you also have the blood of the people of that land in your body, and think of what a terrible thing it is! The three of them listened quietly to the scholar's narration, and their hearts were full of chills.
Eddie continued: "The most terrifying thing is not this, except for the Golden Family, those strongmen who have crossed the world have all been beaten out by the mysterious Silk Country! Think about it, if the masters of the Silk Country are really interested in the rest of the world, will anyone be able to resist them? Se Dianchi fought a cold war and blurted out: "Stop them, you must not let them come out of the Silk Country!" Eddie gave him an appreciative look, "Yes! That's my conclusion. The Ming Empire, which was already invincible in combat power, was now limited by geography and distance. If it is really allowed to break out of the Pamirs, I am afraid it will be another world-class disaster! Therefore, we unite all the forces that can be united, stop the footsteps of the Ming Empire, and ask it to continue to fend for itself in the Silk Country, and never disturb its sweet dreams. ”
"Good! You can say that again! Babur stood up and said with emotion, "Yes, Eddie, you're right. If you can't cut off the claws stretched out by the Ming Empire, then another sky-high war will burn in the whole world! Add, please make a hard effort to convince Tarbacus to join us. Tabac and Timshibai had arrived near Urgench, and after setting up camp, the two were discussing their next steps, when someone outside the door reported: "Your Excellency, Commander of the Mughal Empire, Olema Eddy of the Mughal Empire is here!" The two looked at each other, and Mu Shibai nodded: "Brother, you are in charge." Tabac smiled, "Okay, please let him in." Olema? Hehe, I want to see what the Mughal Olema will say. Walking into the cowhide tent, Eddie bowed and bent down: "Your Excellency Commander of the Gillam Legion, I greet you on behalf of His Majesty the Sultan of the Mughal Empire. Tarbac smiled, "You may be seated, honorable Olema." Excuse me, what kind of advice can you give me? Add smiled slightly, suddenly became serious again, and said solemnly: "Your Excellency Tarbucks, now that the world of Mothlin has suffered a huge crisis, I need your help. Tabac laughed charmingly, "Giggles, Olema, does the Mughal Empire really need my help?" Completely indifferent to being a traitor who killed his own monarch? Eddie replied quietly: "Compared to the entire Moslin world, Garigul's death doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter if you are a traitor or not!" Tabacs, you are also a pious Moslin, think about it, from the Ming Empire to the Moslin world, how many Moslin died in the war? In the blink of an eye, the once peaceful world became war-torn and chaotic. If this situation is allowed to continue, will this land still belong to Moslin? Ji Mu Shibai interjected: "Dear Olema, the world of Moslin was originally in turmoil. The Safavid Empire went on expeditions everywhere, and Shaybani destroyed Timur, if it weren't for this, how could there be a Mughal Empire? So the war has nothing to do with the Ming Empire, as far as I know, if it weren't for the rash action of Man Su'er, the Ming Empire would not have appeared in the river. Add nodded, "Yes, you're right. But! How powerful was the Ming Empire? The million-strong army of the Five-Nation Alliance couldn't resist the 100,000-strong Ming army! What a terrible fact is this? When the tiger tastes the sweetness of blood, can it still hold back the desire to kill in its heart? I'm scared, I'm really scared! Think about it, a hundred years ago, the Golden Family, the whole world was a sea of blood. And the current Ming Empire is the gang that overthrew the Golden Family, such combat effectiveness, alas, I seem to have seen the whole world crawling at the feet of the Ming Empire! He had never had such a profound problem, and he only saw the rise and fall of the Ottomans, not the whole world.
Now Eddie's words shocked him so much that he didn't know what to do at all. Tabac was not interested in knowing this, but smiled and shook his head: "Dear Olema, there is no Giram Legion in the world, please spare us poor people." Eddie frowned, but sighed again: "Alas, the Sultan of the Abbalia dynasty made a very bad start, and it was at that time that the Gilam Legion appeared. But, Tabac, don't you see that the other Mothling nations don't have such legions? Child, Yislan is not wrong, it is people who are wrong! I can probably guess some of your thoughts, don't worry, there will be no more Giram legions in the world, you are the last warriors! Tabac smiled, his smile trembling, "Excuse me, honorable Olema, can you make a decision on behalf of the Sultan of Babur?" Even so, don't we still have to fight? What's the difference? Eddie stood up, looked at Tabac seriously, and said without anger: "Allah, I, Eddie Muhammad, will definitely fulfill my promise!" Tarbacus, do you think you won't fight again? What can you rely on to survive? Raiding a house? Could it be that the dignified Gillam Legion is going to become a bandit? Tabaks, I can tell you very clearly, as long as you can lead the Giram legion to join the ranks of the Babur Sultan, there will be a Dominion of Giram in warm India! He looked at the hesitant Tabac, walked over and gently hugged his waist: "Tabacus, you decide." The Ottoman Empire is also part of the world of Mothlin, and I must return to Kaffa to meet His Royal Highness Suleiman, the Crown Prince of the Ottomans. I can't guarantee that His Highness Suleiman will give the Gillam Legion, a Dominion, and perhaps now is the best outcome. Tabacus's big beautiful eyes looked at the wood and stone worship in a daze, and slowly became crystalline.
Eddie also continued to increase his firepower: "Tabacs, the Ottomans will definitely become the next target of the Ming Empire, and the Girham Legion will go to the Ottomans and will also experience bloody storms." Tarbacus looked at the Mushi Bai gloomily, and the tears finally fell.
"I'm sorry, I have to go back to Osman for my dead teacher, Sinan Pasha. Tabac, if Allah arranges for us to be together, then we will have one more day to meet! Hua Houwei had already set up camp, and with Shaybani and Ismaili, he went straight to the lowlands of Turan.
Along the way, Shaybani kept telling him about the Turan lowlands: "After the collapse of the Timurid Empire, the Turan lowlands were ruled by Prince Mirza Uluha. I haven't had time to clean it up yet, and I've heard that it's been destroyed by Babur! Hua Houwei smiled: "This will be the territory of Daming, Xi Banni, you really don't have any ideas?" ”
"No, no, Prince, the land here is so vast that I won't be in the lowlands. Hehe, to be honest, with the Ming Empire here, I'm more at ease. Huahou smiled greatly: "Good! I appreciate your candor in Shaybany. The Ming Empire is not a flood beast, we also need friends! Ismaili, you are ready to meet the Ming Armada in the Gulf of Oman, I estimate that a large amount of ammunition will arrive there in two months! "-------------------- ps: There might be a while, um, a little bit of a carvin, I'll try to get it done