That night, Timur summoned several important ministers, conveyed the good news to them, and invited the envoy of Warat, Totoha, to attend, during which Timur was in great spirits, and drank not only a large amount of wine, but also a higher degree of Arak soju, and the seventy-year-old man was like a young man, and when he was in high spirits, he sang and danced with his many concubines. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In this lifetime, he has built a brilliant deed, in the process of the establishment of his empire, no other powerful empire can meet its edge, more than thirty years of conquest war, he built a great empire with its capital in Samarkand, the territory from Delhi to Damascus, from the Aral Sea to the Persian Gulf. From the Hindu Kush to the Mediterranean, from North India to Syria, from the north and south of the Tien Shan Mountains to the steppes of South Russia, his troops were invincible, his corpses were piled up like mountains, and human heads were built into towers.

But despite his dominance of Central and Western Asia and the European continent, even the Mongols were unwilling to submit to him. His ambitions were so great that he always wanted to be the greatest king of all time.

And now, Warat's attitude will make his journey to conquer the Yuan clan smoother, with his powerful armament, as long as he conquers the Yuan clan and then destroys the Golden Family, he will be the well-deserved king of the world.

Timur was so pleased that he drank a lot of wine during the feast and returned drunk.

The next morning, Timur received another piece of good news that made him even more happy, that Tokhtamysh of the Golden Horde had surrendered to him.

Tokhtamysh is his righteous son, for this righteous son, Timur hated and loved, but although this righteous son always disobeyed him, and rebelled at every opportunity, his love for this righteous son was always more than his own son, and now he saw this righteous son "repented" and expressed to him that he wanted to change his past, Timur was ecstatic.

Tokhtamysh was young, handsome, and very talkative, and in his contact with Timur, he quickly won Timur's favor and became his adopted son. Timur generously gave him two fiefdoms: the city of Segnak and the city of Tata.

This is where Timur was stationed at this moment, and these two places are facing the steppe of the Ulus of the White Horde, and Tokhtamysh was beaten by the Ulus twice and fled, but Timur sent troops to take it back for him. After the death of the Ulus, Tokhtamysh borrowed a large army from Timur and killed the Ulus' son, thus ascending to the throne of the White Horde. Then he invaded Rus', burned Moscow, sacked Vladimir, Yuli, Mozhaisk and other Rus' cities, defeated the Lithuanians who tried to intervene near Tava, and a series of victories overwhelmed him, he was a true son of heaven, compared to whom Timur was a nouveau riche Turk with no illustrious background?

So, without declaring war, he raided Timur and almost captured the unsuspecting king of Samarkand alive. From then on, he began an endless war against Timur. Despite this, Timur regarded this son as his favorite son, and every time he defeated Tokhtamysh's army, he pardoned the soldiers, gave them food and horses, and sent them back to Tokhtamysh, hoping that Tokhtamysh would reacknowledge him as his father.

Now, this unruly righteous son has finally woken up, and the elderly Timur was so moved that he almost shed tears.

Timur did not know that these envoys were from his own grandson, the Tuzuo, and in fact, because of all the bizarre events that happened later, no one ever investigated the origin of these envoys, and finally it sank in the long river of history and became a mystery.

Who knows, the mastermind behind all this is Guo Jia, and it was Guo Jia who single-handedly concocted this historical mystery.

Timur was overjoyed: Warat decided to give way and sit back and watch his battle with the Yuan, his greatest threat and hindrance in the Western Regions had disappeared, his odds of victory had increased greatly, and his adopted son had finally abandoned his ambition to replace him and returned to his knees.

Timur was in high spirits, and he felt that this series of good news was a good omen that he would eventually obtain the Yuan dynasty!

Excited, Timur rewarded the "envoys sent by the Golden Horde" and asked them to bring their greetings to Tokhtamysh, and to accept his righteous son again, and when the "envoy of the Golden Horde" had left, Timur happily gave an order to his courtiers: "In three days, we will march to Dunhuang! I have decided to lift the ban on alcohol today, hold a grand banquet, and wish us victory!"

He looked around at the civil and military ministers on the left and right, and said with a smile: "Use your drunkenness to repay my generosity! This will be a day of revelry!" "Hurry up, hurry up, you all go to assist, before sunset, be sure to set up the stage!"

A captain of the guard led the troops to an open field, pointed to the area where many people from the "Snow Lotus" circus were busy.

The "Snow Lotus" circus, formed by Wei Yan and other circuses, gathered in the city every week for a large performance, and they had already made a name for themselves here, and Timur Khan was going to hold a grand singing and dancing dinner, and the "Snow Lotus" was naturally invited to entertain the nobles.

The big circus, which consisted of seventeen or eighteen small circuses, was making intense preparations, some were setting up a stage, some were setting up a venue, props boxes were placed on the ground, and not far away there were cages of various animals, bears roaring and tigers roaring. The captain of the guard had brought a squad of able-bodied soldiers in time to do them a great favor.

Directly opposite the stage, a row of guardrails has been nailed, and behind the guardrails are a large grandstand built by the sappers in Timur's barracks.

Guo Jia and Xing Tian were on the edge of the prop box, pretending to tidy up the cage.

In the back tent, many people were nervously dressing and dressing, and Wei Yan and Yamai, the owner of another relatively large circus, were sitting and talking.

Yamai was lobbying Wei Yan vigorously: "This is a wonderful opportunity for us to perform here for the great Timurid Khan. Not only Timur Khan, but many military and political dignitaries in Samarkand saw our performance, and the 'Snow Lotus' will become famous all over the world, and I think we should take this opportunity to merge into a group, we have such a great reputation, and we don't need to work so hard in the future, we can go to Samarkand and have a place there, as long as others know that even the great Timurid Khan has seen our performances, and they are still worried that there are no guests?"

"Ahem, the rest of the circuses...... Ahem, ahem, will you agree to unite with us? Ahem, if there are only two of us, we can't form a big enough circus, ahem ......" Wei Yan's complexion was not very good, and he seemed to be caught in the cold, and he kept coughing while talking.

Yamai couldn't wait to take care of it: "There is no problem with this, my friend, I have already consulted several class owners, as long as they can ensure their interests, they are willing to merge." If you agree, I'm sure most of the little circus cities would be willing to join!"

Wei Yan thought for a while and said, "Okay, if the performance is successful! Yamai, you also know that the key to the matter is whether our performance today can be a great success." I'm sick, weak, very tired, and you're going to have to worry about everything for tonight's show, sell some strength, man, your proposal will only be possible if our show is a success!"

Yamai said confidently: "Don't worry, tonight's performance is handed over to me, this must be the most exciting performance of our 'Snow Lotus' circus since its establishment!"

Wei Yan smiled and said, "I believe it!"

The gala began, nominally a carnival before the march of the army, but the officials in the slightest position of power already knew the two great news of the submission of Varat and the submission of the Golden Horde.

The soldiers in the barracks were not allowed to leave, but they had bought a lot of good wine beforehand, and slaughtered a lot of cattle and sheep, and most of them were drinking, except for some who were very strict in their self-discipline and refused to drink alcoholic beverages. In fact, the military career is boring and boring in leisure time, and the bloody rain and rain in wartime, in such a place, there are very few people who do not drink at all, it is just a matter of drinking more or less, and under the influence of the celebratory atmosphere, most people are drinking wine and eating meat. The place where Timur drank and watched the dance was a different situation, and the sappers in Timur's army spent a day setting up a tall, sturdy, and wide viewing platform, on which important figures were seated, and everyone had wine and meat in front of the table. Although it was the same relaxation, after all, the Great Khan was on the throne, and many civil and military generals and important figures were all here, and no one dared to let go of the wreckage.

Timur was in high spirits, sitting in the middle position, accompanied by important civil and military dignitaries, and the glass was dry, very refreshing.

He was very comfortable, and the biggest goal he wanted to conquer in this life was already set at the Yuan clan after the defeat of the Western powers.

And now, at last, he has come, he has finally fought, and at this time he has received the promise of Warat, and he has obtained the submission of his favorite son, and as an old man, everything he wants to pursue in this life will be fulfilled, and what more could he ask for?

Timur pulled out a shiny short knife from his waist, cut open a large piece of hand-picked mutton, and stuffed the steaming bloody mutton into his mouth...