Chapter 262 How to make achievements, how to leave a name in history, and how to seal a wife and a son?!
After hearing what the ministers around the Ming Dynasty said, the leaders and generals of the Junggar tribe in the big tent could not help but be speechless. Although these words seemed too straightforward, the actual situation was indeed
Just like what he said.
How could the proud Junggar Tribe think about turning to foreigners for help, and how could they not turn to their former life-and-death enemies for help until they were at the end of their rope. But now, they have no way out.
Retreating, taking a step back, is death. If we can fight back, and with the help of the Ming army, maybe the Junggar tribe will not only have a chance to turn defeat into victory, but also be able to continue to stay in this area that has survived for many years.
For ten years, they have regarded the central grassland as their new hometown.
The young tribal leader was still about to speak, but was pulled back by the people next to him. The young tribal leader finally came to his senses. The expression on his face was both unwilling and somewhat ashamed.
"Dear chiefs, you should be thankful for one thing, that is, the Chorus family is still on your side." The recent minister who came to Zhu Qizhen, Li Yongyu, who was nearly forty years old
Stroking the long beard under his chin, he said with a smile.
"Chroros, you mean, Right Prime Minister Boyan Timur?" A leader couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and there were some complicated emotions in his voice. He was from a tribe that was relatively close to the Choros.
The leader was quite disgusted with Ala's previous act of killing Ye Xian. However, in the face of the oppression of the powerful enemy, he had no choice but to join forces with Na Ala to fight against the grassland headquarters' crazy attack on Junggar.
"Now, apart from those incompetent sons of the Choros family, he is the only one who has the ability to provide help to the Junggar tribe." Li Yongyu said lightly with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
These words caused a bit of weirdness to appear on the faces of many tribal leaders present. Yes, Ashe Timur, who was also named the Grand Master, was in the royal court at that time.
After he and his uncle were killed, he didn't even think about resisting. Regardless of the dissuasion of his subordinates, he led his troops to flee as soon as possible. As a result, the Troos headquarters, which originally had the upper hand in strength, could no longer gather military morale.
The person who presided over the incident was eventually wiped out by Ara and his accomplices from the tribe, and almost all of them were wiped out.
This is not over yet, because after learning that several Junggar tribes were also accomplices of Naala, Ashe Timur made a decision that shocked everyone, and decided to form an alliance with the tribes descended from Genghis Khan.
Yu borrowed the power of his headquarters to fight against Ala to avenge his father.
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And it was precisely because of his move that some of the Junggar tribes who originally wanted to stand behind him and join him in avenging revenge were disappointed, and finally chose to remain neutral, or left here and migrated to their old place.
.And there are also a small number of people who are not ashamed of Ashe Temür's move of using foreign enemies to solve internal conflicts, but instead side with the Ara to resist the invasion of the Dzungar tribes from the grassland tribes.
"Don't worry, everyone, no matter what, my Majesty the Emperor will definitely keep his promise and come to help you. The Junggar tribe will not be destroyed." Li Yongyu's words made the tribal leaders full of shame and anger, but they were helpless.
"I wonder what your Majesty, Your Majesty, wants to do to help our Junggar tribe?" A tribal elder stood up, showing a bit of reluctance and doubt in his respect.
"It's very simple. The heir of His Majesty the Emperor and Princess Naren of the Choros clan must become the new king of the Oara Empire." Li Yongyu first glanced at Aala, who had a gloomy expression, and then slowly glanced at the people present.
The man's voice was solemn and yet so powerful.
"What?!" At least half of the people in the big tent jumped up, shouting with disbelief and confusion on their faces. "How is this possible?"
But the other half of the people seemed to have been mentally prepared for a long time, and among them, there were more than a dozen tribal leaders who were good friends with Na Ala who had such expressions on their faces. They, last night, just
This condition is already known.
In fact, for them, the blood of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty and the children of Princess Naren of the Choros family are even more noble than the blood of the legitimate son Ashe Timur. After all, the Choros family has been in the family for decades.
For many years, he has been the king of Junggar. He has been in charge of the military and political affairs of Junggar for decades, and no one dares to disobey him.
And Zhu Qizhen, the captured emperor of the Ming Dynasty who had 200,000 Ming Dynasty elites in front of the Tumu Fort, was so stupid and incompetent that he was defeated by the 50,000-watt army, and was treated as a joke by the grassland tribes. And other
His words and deeds after being captured, his unyielding ambition with swords and weapons, his unyielding spirit in the face of death, his roars of self-sacrifice and self-sacrifice under the capital city finally made the heroes of the prairie despise and scorn him at the beginning, and then turned to anger and anger.
They were unwilling to give in, but in the end, they all had to admire and respect the captured king.
After coming to the prairie, his personality charm made almost all the prairie nobles who made friends with him fall in love with his conversation and demeanor. It can be said that Zhu Qizhen, except for his status as a prisoner of war, was on the prairie.
In other respects, it can be said that he has achieved a great harvest, because he is located in the royal court of Oara, and Boyantemur's attitude towards him prompted other nobles to make friends with him out of curiosity.
The expired emperor.
It can be said that Zhu Qizhen can be regarded as the Ming emperor who was most familiar with the leaders of the grassland tribes and gained the most friendship since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. This is exactly why A La, Boyan Timur and others
Because of such trust, Zhu Qizhen will keep his promise. And once he decides to form an alliance with Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qizhen will definitely not betray the source of the alliance's confidence.
Moreover, he was still the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, that behemoth empire, and Princess Naren’s identity and bloodline were equally noble. She inherited the direct bloodline of the Golden Horde and was the previous Grand Master.
, that is, the most beloved one of Ye Xian's father Tuo Huan.
In other words, her body not only contains the blood of the Choros family of the Junggar tribe, but also the blood of the golden family, the Borjin family.
In the eyes of the noble grassland people who are most particular about blood, her union with Zhu Qizhen and their heirs are fully qualified to become the successors of the Wasi Empire. What's more, the Junggar tribes now also know that they are
In this predicament, without relying on the Ming Dynasty, they would no longer be able to maintain victory in the confrontation with the grassland tribes. In other words, if they did not receive substantial support and protection from the Ming Dynasty, they would lose decades and spend countless lives.
Warriors and the wealth gained in life and death.
Therefore, it can be said that the request made by Zhu Qizhen is even easier for these grassland nobles to accept than other reasons. After all, in their eyes, the current Great Khan is just a symbol.
A puppet. In the past hundred years, the military and political power of the grassland forces did not lie with the Great Khan, but with the Grand Master and various tribes.
What's more, in the past hundred years or so, those who have been called the Great Khan have simply died one after another. I am afraid that none of them can lie peacefully on the bed and close their eyes in peace while looking at the children and grandchildren in front of their knees.
The banquet is still going on, and the debate about whether Zhu Qizhen and Naren's offspring will become the new Khan of the Wasa Empire is still happening under the sun, but everyone knows very well that the current Wara Empire is already there.
After his death first, and most of the Chorus family was completely lost, he has become a castle in the sky.
In their hearts, it is just an empty title as the Great Khan of the Empire. But if they can get military aid from the Ming Dynasty and can keep the land, wealth, and power they have gained over decades, why not do it.
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"Ah..." A desperate and shrill roar sounded in the dusk of the grassland that was like a bloodbath. The last knight fell down from the galloping mount unwillingly. The gravity of the fall and the
The inertia of the forward thrust caused the knight who was hit by an arrow in the back to hit the soft grass hard, and then slid forward for more than ten steps before stopping.
"This guy is so damn hard to catch." The elite Ming cavalrymen wearing iron armor and red coats who were galloping dozens of steps behind him finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Hmph, no matter how difficult it is to catch, they still have to die in our hands. Because, they must all die." The man slowly put the powerful crossbow that fired the arrow back into the crossbow holster in front of the saddle.
The knight said this lightly, and the Ming army cavalry who had just expressed joy and relief on their faces couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They galloped over and tackled the knight who was lying on the ground and was slowly squirming.
Surrounded by people.
Under the setting sun, an unsheathed sword had a desolate luster, and its pointed and sharp tips were faintly pointed at the knight with half a crossbow bolt hanging on his back.
And the Ming army knight who put the crossbow back into the crossbow holster jumped off his horse and walked forward slowly. With a gentle and pleasant sound, a sharp sword was lifted by his powerful hand.
Slowly pulling out the scabbard...
"We are envoys who came to seek peace. Why do you want to kill us? Why?!" The cavalryman finally endured the huge pain caused by the impact in his abdomen, as well as the pain caused by the crossbow arrow that penetrated into his body behind his back.
Painful, he struggled and turned his face away, roaring in despair at the Ming army knight whose expression was as cold as iron, whose steps were like mountains, and whose sword was as sharp as snow.
"You are asking for peace? Of course I know. It is precisely because I know that you are going to the Ming Dynasty's imperial capital to ask for peace that I must kill you all." The steps of this Ming army knight slowed down slightly, as if
I felt really embarrassed not to explain it, so I explained it to the knight who was struggling on the grass sincerely.
"If you sue for peace, how can we have the nerve to attack you? If we don't kill you Tatars, how can we make achievements, leave a name in history, and make our wives and children? Therefore, you must die!"
After saying the last word, the sword suddenly raised, creating a dazzling light, and then slashed down in the strong wind...
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: I finally finished writing it, uploaded it, went to bed, and can go out for a walk tomorrow, ro!.
