Chapter 70: Crisis in Yuan Court

Chapter 70: Crisis in Yuan Court

Chapter 70: Crisis in Yuan Court
In the king's tent, Dibaonu saw Usar Khan and the princess who had just returned from the camp.

He then reported the situation of the Tatar cavalry in detail. After hearing this, Usar Khan looked solemn and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice:
"Let the warriors of the Tatar tribe have a good rest first, and then bring them to see me."

The servant showed joy on his face and bowed quickly:

"Yes, I have something else to report."

"Tell me." Usar Khan sat at the top with his horse and sword in his hands. His face gradually calmed down and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

The earth servant looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice:
"Khan, Arsleng's encounter with the Tatar cavalry clearly shows that
The ambitions of the Ming people grew day by day, and they even extended their hands to the grasslands.

According to the two,
There are many brave and capable new generals in the Ming army.

They were well-armored and fought bravely, and were able to defeat the cavalry of the Naiman and Tatar tribes.

Although my royal court's soldiers are strong and we are not afraid of them, we should also take precautions as soon as possible."

Only then did Usar Khan nod with satisfaction and appreciation:

"It's rare that you can see so far.
You are right. The Ming people have supported the Oirat and Tatars over the years and have been pressing our royal court step by step.
They not only want to defeat us grassland people, but also completely wipe us out!"

The beautiful Princess Beiyuan's face turned serious and she clenched her fair hands tightly.

The land security slave also felt a great fear enveloping him, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

The pressure from the Ming Dynasty was greater than that from any other enemy.

The border troops stretching for thousands of miles alone were enough to make them unable to resist.

After calming down a little, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the earth servant, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Khan, regarding this situation,
The royal court must respond and must not wait, otherwise disaster will come before our eyes."

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Usar Khan's gaze slowly shifted towards Dibaonu, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

"I think the royal court should take the best of each family.
The powerful fighting power of the tribal warriors allowed them to compete with the Ming people on the battlefield.

Yesterday, Arisleng said something to me that shocked me greatly. "

"Say it."

"If you can't win on the battlefield, don't even think about winning at the negotiation table." Di Baonu's eyes were sharp and he exuded murderous aura.

Wusar Khan was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then his eyes suddenly became deep, and he nodded involuntarily:
"The Naiman tribe is indeed a tribe that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even though it has declined, its heritage is still profound."

A look of joy flashed in the eyes of the land security slave, and he quickly spoke:
“Therefore, I propose to gather the strengths of all parties and conduct military training in the royal court.
At least let our warriors in the royal court be brave enough to resist the Ming cavalry.
In this way, we can win by taking advantage of the right time, right place and right people.

When Arsleng arrived earlier, I had this thought.
I have found the Tatar cavalry again. I can no longer suppress this idea. Please allow me to do so, Khan."

For some reason, there was no trace of excitement on Usar Khan's face, only calmness.

After a long time, Usar Khan finally spoke:
"Dibaonu, you are a good prince and a good leader of the tribe, just do it."

Dibaonu's face was filled with ecstasy, and he could hardly control himself, and he kept saying:
"Thank you, Khan! Dibao Nuding is willing to sacrifice his life for the royal court!"

Usar Khan nodded gently: "Take good care of the warriors of the Tatar tribe. Their arrival is also good news."

At this time, a trace of hesitation flashed across Dibaonu's face, and after hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and said:

"Reporting to the Khan, General Borshu of the Tatar tribe wanted to borrow 5,000 soldiers to avenge his people, but I evaded him."

Usar Khan's face remained calm:

"You did a great job, step aside."

"My minister retire."

After Dibaonu left, a faint sigh was heard from the king's tent, and Usar Khan's face was full of fatigue.
The princess standing by showed heartache upon seeing this and hurriedly rubbed his head.

Usar Khan closed his eyes, and his frown relaxed for a moment, but he still couldn't hide his worry.

"Khan, Dibaonu is a good boy.

He is right, at least we need to make our warriors stronger."

The princess's gentle voice echoed in the royal tent, causing Usar Khan's brows to relax slightly.

"This measure can only alleviate the superficial symptoms, but fails to address the root cause.
The decline of the warriors of the royal court did not come from battle, but from the disunity of the people.
Every morning, you and I inspected the camp, but found that only a few soldiers were able to get up early for training.

Although alcohol is prohibited, they always get drunk and sleep until noon.

Outside the camp, many tribesmen are suffering from hunger and cold, and food is scarce. "

As he spoke, a trace of self-mockery flashed across Usar Khan’s face:
"However, they are also warriors of the royal court, sometimes only need a bag of rice,
It is enough to exchange their loyalty and lives for the king's court.

But these soldiers who had no worries and were only looking forward to death,

On the battlefield, they were not even as good as the Ming civilians.

At least the man still wanted to get the money and return to Ming Dynasty to live a happy life with his wife and children.

Our warriors only want to die quickly to atone for their sins."

Usar Khan did not open his eyes.

So one could not see the pain on the princess's face; one could only hear her slow voice, and glimpse a hint of sympathy from it.

"But we have no other choice. Winter is not over yet.
We have to wait until spring comes and the pastures become fertile.

Only then will we have more food to feed our people.
I think by then, the tribesmen will not just think about dying. "

Usarhan nodded slightly, with a hint of a smile on his face:
"It's almost time. Winter is finally over.

Dibaonu is a good boy. He drank yesterday and got up before dawn today to look for Tatar.

And he did a good job in borrowing troops and did not drop his lofty words.

It's a pity that deposing the eldest and enthroning the youngest is the way to chaos. Even if I show more favoritism, I won't be able to convince the people."

Princess Beiyuan smiled softly, and the strength in her palm became gentler:

"Khan is at the peak of his power, why would he consider this matter now?

Besides, they are both our children, so it doesn’t matter who strengthens the tribe.”

A smile appeared on Usar Khan's lips:
"You are right. I am still young and can wait.
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is already old, and Ben Khan can wait for him to die.

Once he died, the Ming Dynasty would be in chaos.
They will certainly not be able to take care of us on the grassland, and then that will be the chance we have been waiting for."

As he spoke, Usar's voice became hollow: "I really hope he dies soon."

Princess Beiyuan smiled and said softly:
"So the Khan was waiting for this. No wonder the Khan tolerated the Ming people's violence and did not help the Tatars to avenge themselves."

"If you can't be patient, your big plan will be ruined. If you provoke the Ming Dynasty now,

What he was waiting for could only be the old emperor's dying blow.
Given his behavior, if he realized he was going to die,

He will definitely try his best to take Yuan Ting away as well, as this is the enemy he has been fighting all his life.

Therefore, we cannot relax. The royal court will rest and recuperate in the Fishing Lake this year.

When autumn comes, we head north.

I have already contacted the barbarians of Beishan, and they are willing to be friendly neighbors with my royal court. "So soon?" Princess Beiyuan was surprised, with a trace of regret in her eyes.
Wang Ting came to Bui'er Lake last autumn.

The grasslands here are fertile, and it is also the territory of King Hechiwen. Many people still care about the royal court.
It would be a pity to leave after only staying for a year.

Usar Khan also knew the princess's thoughts, and he looked regretful:
"Last year, the Ming Dynasty sent hundreds of thousands of troops to attack Nahachu and seized the entire Liaodong area.
Given the old emperor's eagerness, he would rest for a year at most before launching another attack on the grassland.
So we have to escape early before that happens and not give him a chance to take advantage of us."

Usar Khan sighed deeply:
"The old emperor is old and he is anxious.

Can't wait to pacify the grassland, so we should stay away for a while."

A trace of pain appeared on the face of the Princess of Beiyuan. She knew what kind of person Usar Khan was.
He became famous at a young age, was proud since childhood, and worked hard to make the Northern Yuan Dynasty stronger.

But now, we have to avoid the sharp edge of the Ming Dynasty.
Perhaps only the Princess of Northern Yuan could understand the pain in his heart.

She gently stroked Usar Khan's head and said softly:

"Khan, take a rest for a while. After breakfast, I will take you to see the tribesmen outside the camp and let them bathe in the royal glory."

"Thanks a lot."

Dibaonu hurried back to his camp.

But he encountered someone he didn't want to see - Tian Bao Nu.

What made him even more angry was that
Tian Baonu is like a victorious general at this moment.
He stood together with the Tatar general Borshu and had a very pleasant conversation with him.

He also saw the soldiers behind Borshu who had just cleaned themselves up.
He was hurriedly getting dressed before the water stains had dried, and there was a warhorse by his side. His purpose was self-evident!

These Tatar people are so ungrateful that they turned to Tianbao Nu!
At this moment, Arsleng was showing anxiety and talking fiercely with Naborshu.

From his quickly closing mouth, it could be seen that Arisleng was trying very hard to give advice.

Dibaonu walked quickly to the nearby camp. As soon as he entered the camp, he heard Arisleng's shout.
"General Bolshu! Have you forgotten who brought you back?"

"Have you forgotten the loyalty and gratitude of us grassland people?"

"Your Highness has done me a favor. We have fought side by side. Do you still not trust me?"

Arsleng's voice became louder and louder.
People from the grasslands walked out of some tents around.
I stood there staring blankly as the scene became lively.

Even, in the end,
Arisleng's voice made everyone look horrified, and some regretted walking out of the tent.

"General Borshu! Although Tianbaonu is a taiji,

But he was narrow-minded and wanted to kill our Naiman warriors.

If you follow him, I'm afraid it won't end well!!

The Second Prince is the real Taiji in my mind! ! "

Before Bolshu could speak, Tianbaonu's eyes had already glared at him.

The soldier who followed him drew out his sword in an instant, with a fierce look on his face!
Tian Baonu said in a cold voice: "I am Wang Tingtaiji, do you have any objection?"

Lu Yunyi showed no sign of weakness, and immediately drew out the long sword from his waist, his whole body filled with murderous aura, and he shouted:
"Although my Naiman tribe has declined, I will not wantonly kill my people from the grasslands.
And you not only want to kill my Naiman people,

How can such a person be a Taiji if he turns a blind eye to the deaths and injuries of his soldiers? !
Today I will do something disrespectful and bring a clear sky to the grassland."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yunyi slashed out with his long sword.

The soldiers behind him did the same, heading towards Tianbao Nu without hesitation!

Tian Baonu's face changed drastically, and the scene of his bravery when he charged into the battle array that day appeared in his eyes.
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he quickly retreated among the soldiers with Borshu.

But the land security guard who came quickly was in a daze.
Slowing down his pace little by little, he watched the figure bravely charging into the ranks of the soldiers, and for no reason he felt touched.
Although his fight with Tianbao Nu has lasted for several years,

But no one has ever said in public that Di Baonu is the real Wang Ting Taiji.

"The Naiman tribe is indeed a grassland tribe. Everything they teach and preach is based on the grassland. He... He is a true grassland man."

The slave muttered silently in his heart. The emotion in his heart quickly subsided. His eyes became cold again and his face was as cold as ice.
He quickly stepped forward and shouted at the stunned soldiers around him:

"What are you standing there for? Separate them!"

At once, more than a thousand soldiers rushed up.

The two groups were separated by extremely brutal means.

The soldiers led by Lu Yunyi were blocked to one side, while the soldiers led by Tian Baonu had long knives at their necks and were pressed to the ground!
Upon seeing this, Tianbao Nu cursed angrily:

"Dibaonu! What are you doing?!"

The land security guard walked over slowly, and his attitude was not as humble as before.
He looked back and forth between Tianbaonu and Bolshu, sneered, and asked:

"I would like to ask Tianbao Nutaiji, General Borshu was brought back from the grassland by me before dawn.
What were you doing at the time?
I am sleeping soundly with your beautiful girl in my arms!

Now that I have brought the person back, the Taiji has come to my place to take him away openly. How can I put my face on this?"

Dibaonu's fierce words made Tianbaonu stunned;
Although the two had been at loggerheads in the past, they still tried to maintain their brotherly relationship on the surface.

He didn't know why Di Baonu was so fierce, but as a Taiji, he couldn't show weakness!

Tianbao Nu chuckled, raised his head and looked around, and chuckled:

"Dibaonu, General Borshu has come from afar as a distinguished guest of our royal court.
He just wanted five thousand cavalrymen to avenge his people. What's wrong with that?

You can't give General Borchu a chance to take revenge, and you won't let me do it?"

Dibaonu's face froze and he looked unhappy.

If he hadn't just said those bold words in the king's tent, he would have agreed right now.
But now that he knew the Khan's thoughts, he didn't dare to make promises easily.

At this moment, Wu Fuliu stood up from the side.
With a trace of shame on his dark face, he bowed to the ground guard:
"Second Prince, I will remember the grace of saving you in my heart.

But the revenge of the tribe must be taken. After the revenge,
If Bo Ershu were still alive, he would definitely come to repay the Second Prince for saving him!"

After saying this, Wu Fuliu did not wait for Baonu to speak, and cast his eyes towards Lu Yunyi, his face showing determination and some complexity, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Highness Arsleng, you and I once fought side by side against the Ming army. We are brothers in life and death.
The letter has been delivered, and Borshu is extremely grateful!

To repay you, Borshu is willing to fight to the death with the Ming army to avenge you and my people.
If I can come back alive, you and I will drink and sing,
If I can't come back, please give Borshu a drink when His Highness Arsleng drinks."

Wu Fuliu's dark face was full of calmness.
But his words and actions were full of boldness, which made people present look at each other in surprise, and many soldiers were moved.
Such a person who values ​​friendship and loyalty will be respected by the people of the grassland wherever he goes.

Seeing that Di Baonu was about to speak, Lu Yunyi sighed and spoke loudly:
"General Borshu, I, Arsleng, have lived for twenty years and have never admired anyone.

But now, I admire General Borshu's righteousness!
The grassland is lucky to have such loyal and righteous people. "

Lu Yunyi turned to face the ground guard, with a look of emotion on his face, and said in a slow and steady voice:

"Second Prince, I know this is inappropriate.
But please, for the sake of General Borchu's loyalty, let him go."

Having said this, Dibaonu was extremely angry.
He looked around, taking in everyone's expressions, and his heart skipped a beat.
He somewhat underestimated the grassland people's admiration for loyal and righteous people.

After taking a deep breath, Di Baonu waved his hand heavily and left without saying a word!

The soldiers around him also relaxed their bodies and moved their swords away.
Tianbaonu's mouth curled up into a smile, his eyes full of pride.

He deliberately glanced at the tent where Di Baonu was, snorted softly, and deliberately said loudly:
"General Bolshu, please!"

(End of this chapter)