Seeing the dead man in front of him fall limply in front of him, Mahamu's eyes narrowed.

Did you get out of the tiger's den and enter the wolf's den......

"Someone!"

……

Outside the city, a caravan was preparing to leave.

The goods had already been loaded, the people had already arrived, and everyone didn't know what the caravan leader was waiting for.

Suddenly, the caravan leader stood up straight, his eyes staring at the city of Hulan Huwen, attracting the attention of everyone in the caravan.

"Let's go!" The team leader turned around directly and gave the order to go.

Everyone in the caravan was very puzzled, they didn't know why their leader suddenly chose to set off, and they didn't know what the leader had seen just now.

Obviously, they didn't see anything.

……

It's night, Sari's cowardice.

Zhou Xin has been waiting here, because Wara did not give a satisfactory answer to the imperial court, but within a certain period of time, the imperial court could not act unreasonably.

In addition, winter is about to begin, and this is not a good time to fight.

Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty once said: The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

The climate during the Tang Dynasty was already very warm, even warmer than the normal period, and it was because of the warm climate that Tubo at that time could rise.

However, in the Tang Dynasty, the grasslands entered winter so early, let alone the Ming Dynasty, which had initially entered the Xiaoice period.

In the winter of the Tang Dynasty, it was possible to wage war, and Li Jing could destroy the Turks and capture the Jieli Khan, but in the Ming Dynasty, this was absolutely impossible.

"Huh?" Tan Zhong stood up suddenly, causing Zhou Xin to look at him in surprise.

"Someone's coming......"

Tan Zhong's tone was slightly dull, but his movements were not slow at all, and he quickly mobilized to get everyone ready.

"Zhou press the envoy!"

Ma Hamu shouted from afar, turned over and dismounted not far from the Ming army camp, and beckoned people to drag out a bag.

"This is the sincerity of our Warat."

"Plus, there's this."

Tan Zhong stretched out his hand to catch what Ma Hamu threw over, and handed it to Zhou Xin with a solemn face.

It was a sigil, an imprint that represented the gold family.

Glancing at Zhou Xin, Tan Zhong stepped forward and opened the bag.

A dead man lay quietly inside, and Tan Zhong recognized who this person was almost at a glance.

The son of Benjamin, the son of Benjamli, is also the last golden family bloodline on the grassland.

Tan Zhong is very familiar with Tariba, not that he has fought with Tariba many times, but that the Ming army spent a lot of effort to find Tariba.

In the eighth year of Yongle, when Zhu Di drove his own expedition, defeated the Tatars and captured Benjamin alive, the Ming army at that time could not say that every soldier, but at least every general had a portrait of Tariba in his hands.

In order to find Tariba, the Ming army really made great efforts, because the Ming army knew very well what the bloodline of the golden family meant to the grassland.

Warat wanted to find Tariba and make him a puppet khan, so as to dominate the steppe.

In the same way, the Ming also wanted to find Tariba and completely control the grassland through superficial canonization and actual control.

"It seems that King Shunning has indeed worked hard." Looking at Tariba's corpse, Zhou Xin nodded slightly.

Now that the corpses and imprints are there, Zhou Xin can't find a suitable reason even if he has the intention to find fault, because the people who attacked the Ming officials in Sanfeng Mountain have the imprint of the Golden Family.

It's just that Zhou Xin didn't find that mark at that time, or Mahamu sent his son Tuhuan to let Tan Zhong take him to Sanfeng Mountain and find the mark from the teeth of those corpses.

Although there was no technology to make dentures in this era, those dead people had their molars removed, stuffed them with real teeth, and stuffed them into their mouths.

"However, King Shunning still has to be prepared." Although he knew that there was no chance, Zhou Xin still did not stop putting pressure on Wara.

"Since the eighth year of Yongle, after the Ming defeated the Tatars, Tariba is the person whom the Ming has repeatedly stated that they will focus on finding, and now they have crossed Warat, entered the Ming Dynasty, and ambushed the Ming officials."

"Come to think of it, when paying tribute this year, King Shunning still has to find a reason that is enough to convince His Majesty."

"Thank you for the reminder." Zhou Xinming pretended to be feeding Mahamu feces, but he still had to pinch his nose and swallow it.

"Now that the matter is over, I won't bother Zhou Zhicha, but I still remind Zhou Zhicha."

"The grassland is about to enter a harsh winter, and it is better for the Zhou Inspector to return as soon as possible, otherwise, if something bad happens, I can't afford it."

"Thank you King Shunning for the reminder." Mahamu was a little threatening, but Zhou Xin was not ambiguous at all.

"In contrast, King Shunning should worry more about his own affairs."

"Thank you Zhou for your concern and farewell!"

Ma Hamu held his breath in his heart, but he couldn't vent it, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Watching the Warat cavalry leave, Zhou Xin glanced at Tan Zhong and nodded in unison.

……

Suddenly hypothermia.

As soon as Mahamu returned to the house, he immediately threw out the whip in his hand, grabbed the wine bag next to the stove and drank it.

This frightened the Taiping and the Bald Polo.

"What's wrong? That Zhou Xin still doesn't let go? He's not qualified to decide such a thing, is he? ”

Vulture Polo frowned and spoke, looking very incomprehensible.

"It stands to reason that there are both human and material evidence, not to mention that an inspector has no right to decide such a thing, and even if there is, it is impossible for him to ignore the facts, right?"

"No, that Zhou Xin is already ready to go back...... "Ma Hamu threw away the empty wine bag, but still sat down with a bored face.

"There is everything, even if Zhu Di comes, it is impossible to pretend not to see it, what right does he have as an envoy to do that?"

"It's just that this Nanming people are getting more and more excessive, relying on the influence left by Zhu Zhan Yan on the grassland, a small envoy dares to give me eye medicine when the facts have been confirmed."

Taiping and Bald Polo looked at each other.

The three kings of Warat seem to be a whole, and they are also peaceful on the surface, but in fact they are constantly fighting with each other, and the three of them are eager for the other two to die as soon as possible.

After all, there is only one person who can hold that supreme power, and no one wants to share it with others.

But now, the two of them didn't mean to laugh at it.

Because they know that today it is Mahamu, tomorrow it will be his peace and Vulture Polo.

The arrogance of the Nanming people is aimed at all of them, and if Nanming is not destroyed, they will never be able to raise their heads.

All of them!

"Then what's the ......" Taiping, who has always been more radical, went against the norm today and let out a long sigh.

The long sigh was full of frustration.

"Nanming is now powerful, but the climate of the grassland is getting colder and colder, which is not good for us, and now Nanming has also found a high-yield grain ......"

"Although I am not reconciled, I really don't see much hope......"

"No!" Mahamu jerked his head up, his eyes glinting.

"There's still a chance!"

"What chance?" Taiping's face was wrinkled and wrinkled, like a chrysanthemum.

"I don't mean to let others want to destroy my own prestige, but in fact, I don't see much hope."

"Mahamu, it's not your style to be willful, you should also know what it means to Nanming to get several times the yield of new grain for rice and wheat."

"I know." Mahamu took a deep breath.

"But there's an opportunity right now, but we just need to fight for it."

"Yesterday, Crooked Si sent someone to me, saying that as long as I send someone to help him ascend to the throne, then he will unite with us to fight against Nanming."

"I promised him for the time being, and I am also ready to send 30,000 soldiers to help them after the spring of next year, as for whether to fight in the end, this still needs to be considered by yourself."

"Crooked?" Taiping and Vulture Polo looked at each other and asked in unison.

"That crooked thought of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate?"

"That's right." Mahamu nodded.

"In March of this year, the Great Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, Mahama, died of illness, and because he had no heir, his nephew Nahei was rarely canonized by the Ming Dynasty and became the new Great Khan."

"Before that, the Black Sons of Fire, Shami Chagan and Ma Hama were all committed to building a good relationship with Nanming, and now Na Hei is the same as Nahei Lost Han."

"Crookedly dissatisfied with his cousin Nahei Lost Khan becoming the Great Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, he secretly united with his uncle Ma Heima, who also wanted to compete for the Khan throne, to fight against Nahei Lost Khan."

"For now, it is not yet known whether Crooked Si will be able to become the Great Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, and even if it does, it is also unknown whether it will help us in the future."

"Also, even if he fulfills his promise and assists us in confronting Nanming, it will be a fight for us, can we make ......?"

"...... not yet known"

Both Taiping and Vulture fell silent.

What Mahamu said is indeed a solution, but this method ......

It's too much of a gamble.

It can be said that Mahamu put all his hopes on Crooked Si, and he had to send 30,000 soldiers first, and after helping Crooked Si ascend to the throne, he might not be able to get a reward.

The lost horse Heima is also ambitious for the Khan position, and after helping Crooked Si get rid of Nahei Lost Han, they also have to help Crooked Si get rid of Lost Horse Heima.

In the end, they united again and fought a decisive battle with the Ming Dynasty, and they attacked the strong with the weak.

"Bald Polo, what do you think?" Taiping thought for a long time and looked at Bald Polo.

The vulture Polo did not speak, but looked back at Taiping with the same gaze.

Obviously, he wanted to hear Taiping's thoughts.

"I think it's doable." Taiping took a deep breath and slowly spoke his thoughts.

"My opinion is very simple, Nanming is now powerful, and he has obtained high-yield grains, Zhu Di has outstanding ability, Zhu Gaochu and Zhu Zhanji Let's not talk about it for the time being, let's just say that Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji are not idle people."

"Although Zhu Gaochi is not very good at martial arts, he is outstanding in civil and political affairs, and under his management, Daming's internal affairs are likely to get better and better."

"As for that Zhu Zhanji......

Taiping paused, he felt that what he was about to say might not be good, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no better way.

"We don't know what Zhu Zhanji's ability is, we only know that he once accompanied Zhu Di to the north to conquer Tatar, but compared to his cousin Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Zhanji did not show his dew."

"But for Zhu Di to canonize Zhu Zhanyan as the imperial grandson when he is so good, at least it shouldn't be too bad."

"In other words, within three generations, it is almost impossible for us to surpass it."

"Three generations, for such a long time, with the help of high-yield new grain, how deep has Nanming Hui accumulated?"

When the vulture heard this, he fell silent.

Indeed, what Taiping said is not unreasonable.

Until now, the Ming Dynasty has presented a thriving situation, and the grassland has shrunk again and again under the suppression of the Ming Dynasty.

All along, there is usually only one reason for the decline of a dynasty, and that is the corruption of internal affairs, and there is usually only one reason for the corruption of internal affairs, and that is the incompetence of the monarch.

At the moment, including Zhu Di, the three generations of the Ming Dynasty are safe, and Wara is ...... There is really no hope in sight.

"That'...... So it's decided......" Vulture Polo took a deep breath and gave the same answer as the other two.

"No matter how you say it, we and the Eastern Chagatai Khanate are also considered a family, and we can fight against the Southern Ming together, I think it is still possible."

"After all, this is a good thing for the Eastern Chagatai Khanate......"

Mahamu and Taiping nodded approvingly.

What Vulture Polo said was right, if it really counted, they and the Eastern Chagatai Khanate could really be regarded as a family.

Like the original Yuan Dynasty, the current Tatar and Timurid Empires, the Eastern Chagatai Khanate was also based on the blood of the Golden Family in the selection of the Great Khan.

As for why the steppe didn't find a person with the blood of the Golden Family from the Eastern Chagatai Khanate to inherit the throne?

Nonsense! Who wants to be airborne into such a thing!? What's more, who among the three of Mahamu, Taiping and Vulture Polo is willing to give up this right?

In addition, too much time has passed, and these three have their own ideas, and it is basically impossible to re-integrate, even if they are integrated, there will be many voices of dissatisfaction.

Again, this is why crooked thinking will help Mahamu.

Sometimes, the person who stands at the same height as you is not necessarily a teammate, but is more likely to be an enemy.

But!

In any case, they are really a family in the case of tracing back to the roots, and the Ming they are facing now can be said to be a common enemy for them.

The night gradually shrouded the grassland, and the sudden loss of temperature gradually became the only light source under the cover of night.

The dotted lights cannot be compared with the extremely prosperous Daming Ying Tianfu, but it is already the most prosperous place on the grassland.

It's just that, under the cover of the night, a powerful undercurrent is growing.

The union of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate with Warat was only the beginning.

(End of chapter)