After Lan Yu entered the Central Asian region, the eyes and pattern of the whole person opened up in an instant.

Now he has long since left the territory of the Ming Dynasty, but has defaulted to all the places he can hear as the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Even the various ethnic groups living in this land, he took it for granted that Zhu Yunxi's private property, and felt that they were only valuable if they paid taxes to Zhu Yunxi.

Therefore, when he saw an excellent talent, he subconsciously wanted to recruit them to Daming and let them work for his lovely and respectable niece.

Lan Yu's words immediately caused Chang Sheng's belly to slander, Hu Groot is also the prince of the Golden Horde, how can he betray his race and country to serve the Ming Dynasty?

Fu Youde also has the right to think that Lan Yu is farting, he has never done this kind of unrealistic dream, and even if he does, he just wants to transport the beauties of the Western Regions back to enrich His Majesty the Emperor's harem.

"General...... It's not good, Timur has gathered 200,000 troops, has crossed the Amu Darya River, and is heading towards our Kangju City! ”

When Lan Yu heard this, he scolded angrily.

"This old thing is endless!"

"Didn't we just occupy his capital, and launched three attacks in less than half a year!"

Fu Youde couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

That's too blue!

What does it mean to occupy a capital of others, and there is a total of one capital of people!

Lan Yu scolded on her lips, but her heart blossomed with joy.

He has been pondering a new method of warfare recently, and he just took advantage of the time when Timur led his troops to attack!

Timur marched cautiously after crossing the Amu Darya, sending a team of scouts almost every hour.

When he saw the neat villages on both sides of the road, and the curling smoke rising from the villages, Timur couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"I didn't expect the construction speed of Daming to be so fast, and when I passed by here two months ago, this place is still a ruined wall, and corpses are everywhere."

"It's only been a long time since this place has been developing into a town."

Timur's grandson Ma Heima was mistaken when he heard this, and thought that his grandfather was disgusted with this group of traitors and forgot his master.

Therefore, after Timur's carriage had passed, he re-entered the village with a group of people.

Originally, Ma Heima wanted to slaughter all the people here and avenge them for their crimes of treason against the enemy.

However, when the people here saw the army coming, they had long been frightened and hid in the deep mountains and old forests.

Ma Heima led a team of soldiers around the village several times, only to see a few old men and old ladies with lost teeth.

"Someone!"

"Hang them up and ask them about the whereabouts of the other traitors!"

"Yes!"

Several soldiers hung the old man on a tree, picked up his horsewhip and asked.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the others, or the honorable Prince Maheima, or the honorable Prince Maheima, will order you to be executed!"

The old man was hung from a tree and wailed in pain.

"We don't know!"

"It's just a few of us old guys in the village!"

Ma Heima heard that they were so uncooperative, and immediately snorted coldly and said to the guards on the side.

"Kill a few and scare down!"

"Yes!"

The guard stepped forward with a knife and quickly slashed at the old man's neck, and the old man's throat was cut in an instant.

Under the rain of blood, the other old people were dumbfounded.

The old man's wife desperately broke free from the shackles of the guards, staggered to the old man, hugged the old man's thighs and cried bitterly.

"When you left, they said that the Ming people were cruel and murderous, forcing us to go with you, and if we didn't leave, they burned down our homes, trampled our wheat fields on horseback, forcibly took away our sons and grandsons, and went to war with you......"

"However, the Ming people came here, and instead of robbing us of a grain of grain, they helped us rebuild our houses, repair roads, dredge wells, and exempt us from taxes for a year......

"Ah, what's wrong with this world!"

"Why do the cruel accuse the good, and the merciful bear the infamy!"

The old woman's words instantly resonated with the old people left behind in the village, and they all looked up to the sky and shouted.

When Ma Heima heard them crying like this, he only felt a sense of annoyance and anger.

"Shut up!"

"The Ming people are cruel and tyrannical!"

"You traitors, you just received the benefits of the Ming Dynasty, and you speak for the Ming people in black and white!"

"Someone!"

"Chop them all off for me, hang their heads on the flagpole and show them to passers-by, this is what happens to being a traitor!"

"Yes!"

After a flash of knife, the big tree at the entrance of the village was covered with bloody heads.

Ma Heima was still angry after killing someone, and ordered all the houses to be burned down.

In the midst of the raging fire, the heads of the people in the big tree at the entrance of the village became more and more terrifying, as if they wanted to jump from the tree and bite to death the thug who had destroyed their home.

Timur could not calm down for a long time after passing through the village, and after walking for several miles, he could not help but look back and wonder if he had done the right thing.

However, just as he turned back for the last time when he was set up camp, he was surprised to find that the village he had just passed by was actually ablaze!

"What's going on?"

"Why is there a fire in the village you just passed by?"

The generals around Timur naturally knew what was going on, but who of them would dare to speak ill of the emperor's grandson in front of His Majesty?

"Back to Your Majesty, maybe the people in the village accidentally caught fire while cooking, right?"

"Fire?"

Timur's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he pointed at the general who spoke.

"Are you talking about human words?"

"In such a neat village, which people are willing to cook at home?"

"They must be cooking in a public room, no matter how careless they are, it is impossible to catch fire!"

"Hurry up and send someone to check if there are any nearby thieves looting. If you find traces of thieves, you don't need to ask for instructions, don't kill them! ”

When the general who was reprimanded by Timur heard this, he could only stubbornly pick up a group of cavalry and leave the team and advance towards the village.

After Timur sent someone to investigate, he still felt uneasy, feeling that this person was unreliable, and sent another cronie to secretly follow him.

In fact, Timur already had a certain conjecture in his heart at this time, because the eldest grandson who had been surrounding him was gone......

Ma Heima regretted it a little when he saw the firelight together, not because he realized his mistake, but because he was afraid that his grandfather would see the firelight here and ask him what happened here.

Just as Ma Heima wanted to order someone to extinguish the fire, he happened to see General Yusuf, who was shy and big-bellied, and ran over on a tall horse.

"Your Highness, it's really you!"

"Your Majesty just saw a fire on this side, let me come over and see if there are any bandits robbing the people here!"

Ma Heima panicked as soon as he saw Yousuf coming with the cavalry, and immediately understood it in his heart after hearing this.

"Yes, yes!"

"There was indeed a group of bandits just now, but they have been beaten away by me."

"When the bandits saw that they couldn't beat us, they set fire to the village to vent their anger and hung their heads on trees......

Yusuf nodded solemnly when he heard this.

"Your Highness, no matter who asks, you will say so!"

When Ma Heima heard this, he immediately replied with a weak heart.

"Hmm!"

"Thank you, General Yusuf......"

Yusuf smiled indifferently when he heard this.

"You are the first heir of the empire, and the empire will be yours sooner or later, you can't make Your Majesty unhappy at this time!"

"Let's go!"

"Come back with me and report to Your Majesty!"

"Good!"

Ma Heima drooped his head and followed Yusuf back, and as soon as the two of them walked out of the village, Yusuf made a request that he could not refuse.

"Your Highness, I have a cousin who was reprimanded by His Majesty for losing the battle before, and now he wants to be reinstated, you see......"

Ma Heima hurriedly replied when he heard this.

"General Yusuf rest assured, this matter is on me, and I will mention it to my grandfather when I see that I am in a good mood another day!"

"Then thank you, Your Highness, hahaha!"

Ma Heima saw that Yu Sufu was smiling happily, and he was also laughing happily.

At this moment, he was completely relaxed, because the two had a secret deal, and he was not worried that Yusuf would betray him.

When the two of them talked and laughed all the way back to the camp, they didn't expect that there were still a few sneaky shadows behind them.

When Timur saw his grandson returning with Yusuf, a chill rose in his heart.

"I'm back!"

"Ah...... Came back......"

"What happened?"

"Back to my grandfather, just now my grandson found out that a bandit sneaked into the village to burn and loot, and my grandson immediately brought someone over to arrest him, but unexpectedly, the bandit had already taken precautions, set fire to the house and ran away......"

"Oooh oh ......"

Timur was silent for a while, then sighed secretly.

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

After Ma Heima, Yusuf and others left, several ghostly figures entered Timur's tent.

These men were the descendants of the Assasins, the killers of the night who once terrified all of Europe.

Although their stronghold, the Eagle's Nest, was destroyed by Genghis Khan's army, their sect did not perish, but instead moved from threatening other countries with assassinations to serving a powerful empire.

Timur was a powerful emperor, and naturally had enough capital to recruit such a killer organization.

"Your Majesty, His Highness Ma Hei Ma lied, in fact, it was His Royal Highness Ma Hei Ma who ordered the villagers to be killed, and ordered people to set fire to the houses in the village."

"General Yusuf and His Royal Highness Ma Heima have reached an agreement, His Royal Highness Ma Heima will help his cousin reinstate his cousin, and General Yousuf will keep the secret for His Royal Highness Ma Heima!"

When Timur heard this, he couldn't help but scold.

"Brute!"

"How could my Timurid family give birth to such a short-sighted brute!"

"The army of the Ming Dynasty didn't kill these people, but my grandson actually killed them, how does the whole world look at me!"

After reporting the truth, Armin stepped aside, not paying attention to what Timur had said.

For their part, they only have to obey orders, and nothing else is considered.

After a long time, Timur saw that Armin was still in the tent and could not help beckoning to him.

"Amin!"

"If you are asked to assassinate the Blue Jade General of the Ming Empire, what price does Ben Su Dan have to pay?"

Ah Ming's brow furrowed when he heard this.

Although he is a killer, or a killer inherited from the Eagle's Nest, his heart still trembles when he hears this mission.

Because it's simply an impossible task!

The main reason why they have done evil in the whole Western world is that they are similar to Westerners in terms of skin color, hair color, customs, language, etc.

However, the Ming people are very special with black hair, black eyes, and yellowish skin, and the language and writing they use are different from those of the Western world, and there is no way to approach them by disguise.

If you have to develop a business for the Ming elite, it will take at least ten years.

"Your Majesty, it's not that Amin is afraid of death, it's really that this task is too difficult, and there is almost no possibility of completing it."

"If Your Majesty wants to carry out an assassination mission against Da Ming, then start training qualified killers from now on."

"It is estimated that in ten years, we will be able to cultivate killers who can carry out tasks in Daming!"

"Ten years?"

"Yes, at least ten years ......"

"First of all, we have to buy seven or eight-year-old children from the Ming Dynasty and tell them the story of the Kingdom of Heaven in the Qur'an from an early age, so that they can be full of longing for the Kingdom of Heaven."

"Secondly, when they are seventeen or eighteen years old, give them an intoxicating drink, and take them to a man-made kingdom of heaven, where they can enjoy good food, wine, and sex......

When Amin said this, he looked up at Timur.

"Just refer to His Majesty's Palace......"

Timur nodded, apparently well aware of Amin's tricks.

"Ben Sudan has never been stingy with this bit of money, but he has been disgusted for too long. After all, with my current body, I'm afraid I won't live to be ten years from now! ”

Hearing this, Amin lowered his head and was not persuading Timur.

Timur was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"You go and choose a site to cultivate, and I will order someone to find some suitable children for you to train."

"I may not live long enough to use this knife, but my grandson ......"

When Timur said this, he suddenly burst into a thunderous rage and roared outside the big tent.

"Javin Kuban!"

"Order someone to hang Ma Heima and beat him, and beat him with a hundred lashes!"

Jiawen Kuban, who was standing outside the big tent, was surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly walked into the big tent to confirm.

"Your Majesty, what crime has His Royal Highness Ma Heima, you want to be so ......"

Timur did not wait for him to finish his words before roaring, which interrupted him.

"He knows it in his own heart!"

"Uh-uh...... Well......"

Ma Heima was really clear, when Jiawen Kuban came to arrest him with someone, he didn't shout a word of injustice, and was very obedient to be hung up, enduring the painful horsewhip.

If it was a normal execution, not to mention a hundred lashes, even ten lashes could kill him.

But who made him Timur's eldest grandson, Timur's appointed heir to the empire?

Therefore, the whip crackled, but it did not hurt the bones at all.

But even so, he suffered greatly, and let out a howl like a wolf's howl.

Timur was also very reluctant to hear the wail of his beloved grandson, but when he thought of the turmoil of the empire, his beloved grandson not only could not share his worries, but caused endless trouble for himself, he wanted to order someone to kill him.

At this time, he was very envious of the distant Ming Empire, an old man who was self-made like himself.

That old man is too similar to himself, losing his wife in middle age and his son in his old age......

But the old man was luckier than himself, and that was that he had a good grandson!

(End of chapter)