The eighth day of October in the 15th year of Yongle.

Liangzhouwei, an area near the border of the grassland.

"Quick... In front, don't let them run, chase after them! ”

"The Lord of a Thousand Households has a life, and those who capture the spies alive will be rewarded!"

"Drive!"

A cry of call rang out in the wilderness of the night.

On the two horses in front of them, the man and the stone galloped wildly.

The man rode his horse and looked back.

Looking at the torches that were getting closer and closer, his face became more and more gloomy.

The two of them are just ordinary horses, and they are not as good as the superior horses ridden by the Jinyi guards behind, and if they run like this, they will definitely be caught up.

The two men were chased and killed after they left Jinling, and they hid in Tibet along the way, and luckily ran to the present.

The reason why the two of them went here was because martial law had been imposed on the east side, and there were still five military camps stationed on the defense line of the Great Wall of Helan Mountain.

From there, there is no way to get out of the plug at all, and the two of them have no customs clearance discs and road guides, once they are caught, according to the accents of the two, they will definitely be interrogated.

The man himself could promise not to leak anything, but he was not sure about the stone that followed him.

The man couldn't understand how he was exposed, and in the past few years of hiding, no one knew his identity except for the stone.

Even if it's a stone, it's only when you make sure you're really loyal to yourself that you tell the other party who you are.

Could it be?

"Stone!"

The man's eyes narrowed, and he shouted at the stone that followed closely beside him.

After looking at it, the man threw a package over, and then pretended to be weak.

"Stones... I was shot by an arrow just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to, in my current state, if I continue to run like this, we will both be caught. ”

"Although I asked you to call me the shopkeeper, I have always treated you as a son in the past few years."

The way the man confessed his last words made the stone panic.

You treat me as a son, but I don't treat you as a son.

If it weren't for the glory and wealth you said, and the beauty is like a cloud, the ghost would follow you to the barren grassland.

Although he thought so in his heart, the stone still reassured loudly.

"Don't talk about the shopkeeper, there is the border in front, and they won't dare to chase after the border!"

Don't die, you bastard, you're going to die, and my glory and beauty will be gone.

The man shook his head and said weakly.

"I'll cover you to go, remember that when you get to the grassland, don't say that you are Han, just say that you are my son, and the seed I left when I came to the Central Plains before."

Shimeng's eyes widened.

You're sure this method works, and besides, you didn't even ask, just let me be a mongrel, do you think it's appropriate?

Although he scolded in his heart, he could think of the glory and wealth, a large number of beauties, and the stone could only pretend to be moved, and shouted at the man.

"Daddy!"

Hearing this father, the corners of the man's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the stone with moving eyes.

What a father-son relationship!

As the horses galloped, the two father and son looked at each other affectionately for a while, and the man stopped the horse, pulled out the short knife hanging in the saddle, and yelled at the stone that also slowly stopped.

"Live well, and remember to kowtow to my father during the New Year's holidays."

"Fuck off, don't stop, run!"

Stone pretended to have tears in his eyes, looked at the man for a long time, and finally in his roar, pulled his horse and ran to the border crying.

Looking at the back that disappeared into the night, listening to the sound of horses' hooves getting farther and farther away, the man, who was originally weak and about to die, suddenly turned over and jumped off the horse.

Turning the horse in the other direction, he raised the knife and slashed hard on the horse's buttocks.

The horses were in pain, raised their heads to the sky and screamed, and ran in the other direction.

The man looked at the brocade guard who was about to catch up, and walked into the grass in the distance.

What bullshit father-son relationship.

Your good life is about to begin, but you can't die so easily.

"Phew~"

Dozens of brocade guards stopped where the man dismounted and looked around at the surrounding grass.

Baihu, who was holding a revolver in front of him, jumped off his horse and took a torch to shine on the ground, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Restrained his smile, got up and deliberately said loudly to his subordinates: "The enemy is divided into two ways, Lao Shen, you take a few people to chase one over there, and the others continue to follow me." ”

"Driving~"

The brocade guards were divided into two teams.

One team chased after the horses, and the other team, led by Hyakhu, continued to follow the stones.

A quarter of an hour later.

The man came out of the grass, looked at the vanished fire and the sound of horses' hooves, and smiled triumphantly and went in the other direction.

The man hurried all the way, and finally came to the foot of Helan Mountain at dawn.

After looking left and right to see that there was no one else, the man lifted a vine, revealing a hole for people to crawl through.

"Silly boy, for the sake of you blocking me and calling me daddy, I'll send you a few beauties over when I go back, hahahaha!"

……………

"What! Zhu Di and his grandson only took a thousand people to the Hetao! ”

A surprise exclamation rang out in a gorgeous tent.

This is the Tatar military camp of the Yibula Mountain.

"Yes, Lord Amoha!"

The man who poured the night incense knelt on the ground and nodded affirmatively.

"I heard that it seems to be an investigation of the Hetao Great Plain, and I want to build a planting and breeding base there."

After receiving the confirmation, Amoha excitedly swung his fist and said to Arutai, who was sitting at the top.

"Taishi, this is a good opportunity, if we send troops and capture Zhu Di and his grandson in Hetao, isn't that what we want, the Ming Dynasty will give it!"

"Also, don't the Warat men under his command all want revenge? If we catch them, even if we don't kill Zhu Di and kill his grandson, we can calm the hatred of the Warat soldiers. ”

"That way, the Warat soldiers will definitely follow you with all their hearts."

This man's words were echoed by many people.

"Yes, it's a great opportunity."

"Master let me go, I will definitely get Judy and his grandson back."

"I'll go, let me go..."

On the Warat side, he even knelt on the ground and begged Arutai to send troops.

But Arutai didn't say a word, closed his eyes and pondered.

With a thousand people, he dared to reach around his army of more than 400,000, and with Zhu Di's previous character, he could indeed do it.

But that's not possible now.

The Manchu civil and military forces of the Ming Dynasty were not fools, and it was impossible to put the emperor and the future grandson in a dangerous place.

So Arutai speculated that it was most likely a premeditated temptation.

As for what the purpose is, Arutai hasn't thought of it for the time being, but he can be 100% sure that Zhu Di and his grandson are just bait to tempt him to be fooled.

Once he can't stand the temptation and mobilizes troops to sneak attack, the end may be a complete defeat.

"It's all quiet!"

Thinking of this, Arutai reached out and pressed it, so that everyone could be quiet for the time being.

"Taishi, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. My people are filled with angry rage, and our companions are not yet at peace with their souls, and they cry in our ears every day, so that we can avenge them, relieve their hearts, and return to the bosom of immortality. ”

Before Arutai could express his guess, the representative of the remnants of Warat knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, hoping that Arutai would let him lead his troops to attack and avenge the tragic deaths of his clansmen.

"Mu Hai, I understand your intentions, but I can't let you go."

"Why!"

Mu Hai, the representative of the Warat tribe, had anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

Walking slowly down the steps, Arutai reached out and helped Mu Hai, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet.

Patting him on the shoulder, Arutai said with a serious expression: "Because this is a trap!" ”

"Trap?"

Mu Hai was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why such a good opportunity would be a trap for a while.

Turning back to the high platform, Arutai said to everyone.

"We have fought with Zhu Di more than once, and I believe everyone knows a little bit about his personality and habits."

Everyone nodded slightly.

The people present, except for those who came to support from the west, who had not been pressed and rubbed on the ground by the old man.

As the saying goes, it's your enemies who know you best.

In order to defeat Zhu Di, these guys have studied Zhu Di in private.

Of course, they didn't study Zhu Di's merits and demerits.

These are the things that the Ming historians studied, and they didn't have the leisure to study that thing.

The direction of their research is Zhu Di's ability to fight and his character.

According to their research.

Zhu Di is a very good person who can fight, can fight, and is good at fighting.

According to their understanding, almost all of Zhu Di's life was spent in war.

With such a life experience, Zhu Di is very sensitive to the battle situation, and it is easy to grasp the enemy's loopholes and weaknesses, and then break them in one fell swoop.

But this is the former Zhu Di.

Since he became the emperor and commanded the entire Ming Dynasty, this guy has fallen in love with the big army to crush him.

After ascending the throne, in the two northern expeditions, except for Qiu Fu's 100,000 troops in the first time, Zhu Di's two northern expeditions were crushed by large armies.

Although the squad attack is very sharp, who can refuse the cool of being crushed by the large corps?

In terms of personality, Zhu Di is ruthless and has a natural hatred for northerners.

This psychology may come from his childhood experience and the cruel ideological indoctrination of his elders into him Meng Yuan.

So every time he went north, Zhu Di hit him the hardest.

The most ruthless one directly washed the Warat clan in blood, and directly halved the population of the Warat clan.

To sum up, a guy who can fight, has a very high strategic vision, hates the northern steppe people, is ruthless, and likes to exterminate the clan.

After thinking about it for a long time, everyone slowly felt that it was impossible for such a person to make such a mistake.

So what Arutai said is a trap, a very likely thing.

For a while, everyone was a little happy in their hearts, and they almost fell into the trap of Daming.

"It seems that you have really lost the bravery of Genghis Khan. I don't deny that this could be a trap, but I don't know what kind of trap could hold off our 400,000 legions. ”

Just when everyone suddenly realized and secretly rejoiced in their hearts, an awkward grassland language sounded.

Nima, who loves to tell the truth so much.

We still have the bravery of Genghis Khan's time, and the Central Plains has long been taken by us, and we will not be grazing horses and sheep on the grassland now.

Everyone looked for a voice, and a general with strange armor and a bearded face appeared in front of everyone.

"General Ursa, please retract what you just said, otherwise I will regard it as an insult to our steppe people and launch a duel against you!"

One of Arutai's generals stood up angrily.

Ursa glanced at him and snorted disdainfully.

"Retracted? Why should I take it back. ”

"I don't think I'm right."

Ursa's voice raised slightly, and he glanced at Arutai, who was sitting above with a blank face.

"With an army of 400,000, including 160,000 cavalry, I don't know what forces can stop us."

"Didn't we calculate at the beginning, planing out the army outside the Ming Dynasty and the garrison army inside. The army that Daming can use is not much different from us, and it is still a newly recruited recruit. ”

"In the past, you fifty or sixty thousand people dared to confront the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Ming Dynasty. Why are the forces almost the same now, but you are all afraid? ”

"To be honest, we have such a lot of strength, I can't think of a reason why we'd fail."

"This is a trap, that's a trap, I'm afraid of this, I'm afraid of that, what kind of war is there to fight, what kind of world to fight, go back to herd the sheep and milk it as soon as possible."

"Hahaha..."

Ursa's weird words made his subordinates behind him laugh.

One by one, they booed and looked at the many generals on the grassland with mockery.

"Bastard!"

"Zeng, Zeng, Zeng..."

Milking a goat is a woman's job, this guy is sarcastic about them, isn't it even as good as a woman?

The Arutai general who spoke, his face flushed with anger, reached out and pulled out the knife at his waist, and was about to cut down the guy who humiliated the steppe warriors.

Yili put the first-class generals, naturally not watching, pulled out their weapons one after another, stepped forward and stopped in front of Ursa, glaring at the steppe people on the opposite side viciously.

Although they do not belong to the same force, they are all people from the Western Regions, and now that they are out, they naturally have to help each other, otherwise they will be in trouble in the future, and there will be no one to help.

"Enough!"

Seeing that the two parties were about to fight, Arutai slapped the table heavily.

Although Ursa's words, he was very angry when he heard it.

But now you still need to use the other party, endure it for the time being, and then teach these Western Regions mixed-race mongrels a lesson.

"Humph!"

The two groups glared at each other and slowly withdrew their weapons.

Ursa looked up at Arutai, who also looked a little unhappy, and said unceremoniously:

"Master Arutai, the purpose of our coming to fight with you, I think you should still remember it."

Arutai bowed slightly.

"I promised you that if I defeated the Ming Dynasty, I would give you the land west of Shaanxi."

Ursa sneered.

"Hehe, although you still remember, but now your performance, I don't think you have no hope of victory."

Arutai's face instantly became gloomy.

Looking at Arutai, whose face was getting more and more ugly, Ursa said calmly.

"I'll write back about the current situation, and I'll still follow your command until new orders come over there, and I hope you will make a decision as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, when the withdrawal order over there comes, I can only say sorry!"

After speaking, he stroked Arutai's chest with a face, didn't look at the others, and turned around and left with the generals behind him.

"Damn, these half-blood mongrels from the Western Regions dare to threaten the Taishi!"

"That is, if it weren't for the scourge of Daming, how could these mixed-race mongrels be qualified to stand with us!"

"Taishi, let's just stop fighting Da Ming, destroy this group of mixed-blood mongrels first, and slaughter dozens of cities. Let these bastards reminisce about the nightmare that our ancestors brought them! ”

"That's right, anyway, Da Ming's side won't be able to defeat it for a while, so let's just wipe out this group of half-blood mongrels first. When the time comes, they will be annexed, and all the men will be reduced to slave troops, let them stand in front, and let us withstand the guns of the Ming army. ”

As soon as Ursa walked out of the camp, the Tatar generals were scolding.

Some shouted that they wanted to teach Ursa and the others a lesson.

Some even shouted out that they would not fight the Ming Dynasty first, and they would destroy the countries of the Western Regions first.

As for the guy who shouted to reduce all men to slaves, everyone didn't have to think about it to understand his broken thoughts.

Arutai rubbed his brow tiredly.

It's really hard for him to be a master.

Although he ruled the entire steppe, it was only nominal.

These guys have their own gangs and forces.

In the general direction, he can still command, but the internal problems really annoy him.

"Alright, don't talk about it!"

Stretching out his hand to silence everyone, Arutai thought for a moment and said to one of the generals.

"Balu, you take someone to investigate first, see where the legions of the Ming army are, and then confirm whether Zhu Di really only brought thousands of people to the Hetao. If there are any hidden troops around, be sure to find out. ”

"Yes!"

After the general left, Arutai faced everyone.

"After I go back, pacify my own people, and no one is allowed to act without my orders."

Then looking at the representative on the other side of Warat, Arutai emphatically said: "Muhai, tell your people, don't be blinded by hatred, I promised to give them a chance for revenge, and I will not break my word." ”

"But I also tell you the truth, Zhu Di and Zhu Zhangui will not be handed over to you, because they are very useful to me, including the entire grassland, I hope you can understand my difficulties."

"But you can rest assured, when you turn around, you will defeat the Ming army and invade the Ming Dynasty. I'll give you an area, and you can do whatever you want, and I'll take revenge on you as I promised. ”

"Yes!"

Mu Hai looked at Arutai for a long time, and under his sincere eyes, he bowed his head and answered.

He understood what Arutai meant.

Arutai obviously made it clear in his words that even if he attacked Walnut and captured Zhu Di and Zhu Zhangui, he would not hand over the two to Wara.

The identities of Zhu Di and his grandson are too important, and they can do a lot of things with their identities, and it is impossible to hand them over to the Warat people for revenge.

As for what Arutai said, in the future, they will be given an area in the Ming country and let them kill and take revenge.

Whether the clansmen will accept it, Mu Hai doesn't know, he won't accept it anyway.

His father, his elder brother, and several of his younger brothers, were all slaughtered like lambs by the Ming army.

His heart has been filled with hatred, and only by killing Zhu Di and his grandson can he comfort the spirits of his father, brother and brother.

Since Arutai wants to break his promise, he doesn't have much hope for it, and he will avenge this revenge himself.

As for the so-called covenant, to hell with it.

ps: When I revised the draft just now, I felt that the plot of the second chapter was a little unreasonable, and half of the deleted content was being rewritten, and it was sent out before 11 o'clock.

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