Timur's image to his nephews and subjects was always majestic and unpredictable.

Although he was lame due to an accident in the early years, for the Mongols who grew up on horseback, an inconvenient leg did not affect them to control the gallop of the war horse. Timur was always the bravest and wisest of the Mongols, and after he converted to the true ancestor, he also succeeded in the protection of the true ancestor and became an invincible sultan, single-handedly conquering the territory of the Timurid Empire.

It can be said that he has always been in an absolutely strong state, looking down on everyone and the surrounding countries.

He did bring victory after victory to the empire with his bravery and wisdom.

However, Timur's majesty began to fade slowly from the time he encountered the Ming army. Again and again, the Ming army exceeded the expectations of the invincible sultan, and again and again thwarted the armies of the empire that should have been invincible.

If it is said that outside the city of Thirsty Stone, the Sultan of Timur relied on the raid on the main formation of the king of Zhou to retain a little of his majesty. Then the failure of the last breakthrough has destroyed the majesty that he managed to protect with great difficulty.

He became suspicious and irritable, and could only rely on the Reign of Terror to maintain his former strength.

And now, the supposedly powerful Sultan of the Empire was covered in blood and roaring, his lame feet drooping weakly, looking like a mad beggar who had been robbed of his last food, where was there still a formidable strong appearance?.qgν.

Like this empire that has come to an end.

Timur was still urging, but in Alitaz's mind, a bold idea couldn't help but flash: Ma Heima and Khalil can serve the Ming Dynasty and make meritorious contributions, so what about themselves?

Yourself ...... now Is it possible to do it too?

Isn't there one in front of you, a great merit for pouring the sky?

"His Highness Alitaz?" Beside him, one of Timur's cronies looked at the sultan's grandson with great confusion. The Sultan is already urging like this, what is this Highness waiting for?

Alitaz was thinking about the feasibility of the matter, most of Timur's Mamluk guards had been allocated to the sons and grandsons of the Ulugh Begs to be used as overseers, and now the Sultan was surrounded by most of his Alitaz people, and only a few were his grandfather Timur's own cronies.

There's a lot to be done.

When Timur's cronies urged Alitaz again, Alitaz, who had already made up his mind in his head, suddenly pulled out the Damascus scimitar at his waist, and the sharp blade effortlessly broke through the ribs of the cronie, cutting him down in a pool of disbelief on his face.

"Alitaz? You?" Even though he was furious because of the sudden explosion, Timur quickly sensed the danger after seeing Alitaz's actions. One hand was still covering the bleeding wound on his forehead, and the other instinctively groped for the blade.

"The Sultan is dead! This man is an imposter supported by the Ulugh Beg! Kill him!". qgν.

As soon as he thought about it, he had already made up his mind to get rid of Timur, his grandfather, and to make contributions to the Ming Dynasty to preserve his position, and he found a place for himself in an instant. The Ming army's previous preaching, which seemed a little funny, was the best reputation for righteousness at this time. can not only justifiably get rid of Timur, the sultan, but also make his own credit leap above Ma Hema and Khalil!

His cronies obviously couldn't quickly digest the amount of information in this sentence, but the seriously injured Timur had already reacted, and he hurriedly beckoned his cronies: "Quick! Kill Alitaz!"

The Sultan Mamluk guards stepped forward with their swords, and Alitaz's cronies finally reacted and fought with them.

"The real Sultan is dead! Kill the Impostor Sultan!" Alitaz was still shouting.

The number of Timur's guards was inferior, and Timur did not expect to kill Ataritaz. After he had his guards rush forward, he himself quickly retreated, trying to take advantage of the chaos to get out of the workshop.

However, one of the craftsmen reacted, and the silversmith understood that this was the only chance for his people to live, and he hurriedly called to his companions:

"Quick, help His Highness Alitaz stop this fake sultan!"

"Kill him! We will survive!"

The craftsmen who had just woken up from a dream rushed forward, Timur was a cripple, and he could not run fast at all without a war horse, and was soon surrounded by the craftsmen. The two guards who guarded him drew their swords and slashed indiscriminately, although they killed the two craftsmen, but they aroused the blood of the rest of the people, and a large group of red-eyed craftsmen surrounded Timur like a raging tide, and the great sultan, who had always called the wind and rain and stood above everyone, was now like a boat that could capsize at any time in the wind and rain.

"Sultan!" Seeing that Timur was in distress, those who had been fighting with Alitaz immediately began to try to return to help. However, Alitaz's cronies quickly slaughtered all the people they had left behind, and then killed them in front of Timur.

Timur's face was pale and terrifying, but his voice still managed to maintain its majesty. "Put away your knife, I trust you so much that I will let you guard my side."

"You are my beloved grandson, the future sultan of the empire......

"Alitaz, I'm your grandfather......

"Grandfather?" Alitaz pursed his lips disdainfully. This grandfather has many children and grandchildren, but now he is pretending to be a family here...... On that day, when he asked Peel *** to break through and die, there was no warmth on his face.

These grassland peoples, the weak eat the strong, how can they ever have any ancestral and grandchild affection? Alitaz understood Timur's cold-bloodedness in the past, and therefore felt extremely ridiculous for Timur's coy behavior at this time.

However, there is still a name for righteousness. Those wise people took great importance of righteousness...... Therefore, Alitaz did not respond to Timur's words, but looked around with a bloody knife: "Who is going to kill this lowly puppet? Ulugh Beg's crime was so great that he found someone to pretend to be a Sultan......

"Alitaz!" Timur roared like a lone wolf at the end of his rope. "You still have one last way to live......

However, having already made a decision, Alitaz knew that he had no way back, so he directly raised the Damascus scimitar in his hand and killed Timur. His cronies were more or less hesitant, but the craftsmen who were already in the dead end became Aritaz's most loyal fellow travelers.

They shouted and rushed towards Timur together.

Timur still wanted to bluff, in his opinion, as long as he bluffed Alitaz, then he still had a chance to turn the tables. This time, however, the invincible conqueror misjudged the situation. Even more desperate than Aritaz to take his life were the craftsmen he had never seen in the first place.

They shouted and roared, even ahead of Alitaz, tearing through the Sultan's own defenses with flesh and numbers.

Then, a hammer swung out and struck the head of the great Sultan Timur with precision.