Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 235 Rebound Under Heavy Pressure

The first request is nothing. To put it bluntly, gems are just for money in the end, and they don’t pay for it in vain.

The life of the royal family is very luxurious, and almost every member of the royal family, especially men, consumes a lot of property when they are buried.

There is nothing unreasonable about the transaction, not to mention that they are begging Zhu Zhanhe to trade.

But the second request seems a bit excessive.

As long as it was in the feudal dynasty, young and strong men were in high demand. Whether they were allowed to become ordinary people to farm, or were used as slaves to work hard or be sold, young and strong men were the most sought-after.

Not to mention that only beautiful women are valuable, but really, there are only a small number of so-called beautiful people selected among female slaves. Although the price is high, the sales volume is very low.

Although the price of young and strong men is far lower than that of top female slaves, the quantity is huge and there is no way to compare.

The number of people was doubled, the price was halved, and more than [-]% of the transactions had to be young men each time. This was already excessive, but Zhu Zhanhe also asked for the number of transactions to be doubled.

This is no longer a deal, this is a blatant ambition!

White slaves don't come out of thin air, they have to be captured, and it must be through war!

War, for any dynasty, costs money, food and people. In addition, it is necessary to ensure that the captives are not too seriously injured, otherwise they will lose their value.

Doubling the number of people and doubling the number of times is enough to put the Timur Empire under huge pressure on money and food. In addition, the price is halved...

"no problem!"

But even so, Ulugh Beg still gritted his teeth and agreed.

In fact, his ideas are very simple, there are only two.

The first is that they are currently not qualified to negotiate terms with Zhu Zhanhe, because once they negotiate terms, the deal will definitely collapse!
This deal is dispensable for Zhu Zhanhe, because even if he doesn't agree, Zhu Zhanhe can still go to Khalil and the Ottoman Empire.

The Ottoman Empire might not agree, but Ulugh Beg knew that his cousin Khalil would definitely agree without hesitation.

As for the second reason, that is, no matter what the outcome is, he will agree to it now. As for what will happen in the future...

Let's talk about it later!
Ulugh Beg didn't know anything else, but he knew that as long as his father accumulated enough strength, he would immediately attack Khalil and the Ottoman Empire.

At that time, who cares about bullshit transactions or not?
To put it bluntly, based on potato production, this white slave trade could only last three to five years.

After all, the Timurid Empire was an empire that once unified most of Central Asia, even if it is now split into two forces, even after many years of civil war, and even if the Ottoman Empire is eyeing it.

But they can still afford this amount of consumption.

"Very good." Zhu Zhanhe expressed that he was very satisfied with Ulugh Beg's attitude.

"Then, the third request..."

Zhu Zhanhe paused for a moment, and looked at Ulugh Beg with a half-smile.

Ulugh Beg's heart skipped a beat.

"Before, you embarrassed, humiliated, and killed my people of the Ming Dynasty. I asked you to hand over 1000 people to our disposal, but you played tricks on me and found ordinary people and slaves, all of whom did not understand the Han Dynasty. The kind of words."

"Now, even if you sincerely admit your mistake, this matter cannot be revealed, otherwise the majesty of our Ming Dynasty will be lost."

"So, this time, you must show sincerity and send another group of people."

"Again, the culprit is the best, but if it really can't be traced, then find some people who can make us Ming people feel that we can let go of our hatred, and this number is..."

Zhu Zhanhe looked at Ulugh Beg with a smile on his face, stretched out a finger and slightly opened his lips: "1 people."

"what!?"

Although Uluru Bo had already guessed that Zhu Zhanhe would go too far, he did not expect that he would go so far, so that he couldn't hold back and exclaimed in surprise.

"His Royal Highness, this..."

Ulugh Bo felt a little resentful in his heart. He was about to open his mouth to argue with Zhu Zhanhe, but was interrupted by Zhu Zhanhe with a wave of his hand.

"Prince Ulugh Beg, when doing business, credibility is what matters."

"You didn't keep your word before. The reason why we chose to trade with you from now on is that you have a more upright attitude in admitting your mistakes and asked you, the prince, to come and talk to me in person."

"However, no matter how sincere you are, it is a fact that you did not keep your word before."

"Now, trading with you represents a risk. Before, I only wanted 1000 people, and you dared to exchange them all for civilians and slaves. This time, I want 1 people, and I can't guarantee whether you will give them to me again." Send a bunch of slaves.”

"This is just to protect our own interests. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourselves."

"This matter could have been solved with one transaction, but it was your lack of credibility that led to the second transaction."

"You have to know that if I hadn't been soft-hearted, you wouldn't have even had a chance."

……

The anger in Ulugh Beg's heart disappeared instantly.

Unless you are strong enough to crush everyone, if you do something wrong, you will have to pay the price. This is the eternal rule.

However, this price was too heavy for the Timur Empire.

However, everything was as Zhu Zhanhe said. If they hadn't broken their credibility, how could things have happened today?

No, there may still be, but it depends on Zhu Zhanhe's mood.

"Okay..." When Ulugh Bo said this, Zhu Zhanhe could hear his back molars making a harsh sound.

It can be seen that this price is high enough for them.

The actual loss may not be that big, but 1 people have to be handed over at one time, and a considerable number of them must be people whose identities can satisfy Zhu Zhanhe. At the ruling level, the damage to Shaharul's lineage is huge. It's big.

"Okay." Zhu Zhanhe nodded with satisfaction, then stood aside pretending to be affectionate and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"Prince Ulugh Bet came suddenly, and I couldn't prepare anyone. There is lunch just prepared by the servants here, but I don't know if Prince Ulugh Bet will dislike it."

"Your Highness, what are you talking about..." Uluru Bo forced a smile and said.

"Why would Ulugh Beg despise it? It's just that your Royal Highness knows that whether it is the doubled number of slaves or the 1 people requested by His Royal Highness, it is not a small number."

"We need a long time to prepare, so I guess Ulugh Beg will not have this blessing..."

"Hopefully, Your Highness, please don't mind me."

"No way." Zhu Zhanhe also stood up straight, smiled and patted Ulugh Beg on the shoulder.

"Then, I won't force Prince Ulugh beg to stay. The prince attaches so much importance to our cooperation. It's too late for me to be happy, so why would I care?"

In the silence, Zhu Zhanhe watched Ulugh Bo bow and salute, and then watched him board the boat, preparing to return along the way he came.

All of this, from beginning to end, didn't even take the time to burn a stick of incense.

Ulugh Beg came all the way from the Timurid Empire, but he didn't even get a one-day trip. He almost landed on his front feet and was about to leave on his back feet.

Zhu Zhanhe stood on the shore with a smile, seemingly watching Ulugh Beg leave, but in fact he was filtering the news in his mind.

It seems that I haven't heard from the Sultan of Delhi for some time.

Under heavy pressure, there must be a rebound.

No matter how weak the Timur Empire is now, it was once, and not long ago, they were the top power.

Nowadays, those who are not accustomed to the decline of status are subjected to such humiliation, and the rebound under such heavy pressure will be quite violent.

However, Zhu Zhanhe didn't care.

Not only did he not care, he even felt that the sooner this kind of rebound came, the better.

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The rebound under heavy pressure was not limited to the Timurid Empire. When the imperial court continued to suppress Oara under the banner of Zhu Zhanhe, rebound also appeared in the grasslands.

Although the suspicion of attacking Ming officials was placed on Daliba, Wala still did not find enough evidence, nor did he find Daliba himself.

Seeing that Daming was getting more and more excessive, Wala finally couldn't sit still.

No one wants to sit back and wait for death, including Wala.

Wala, suddenly Lan suddenly loses temperature.

Today, a special person came here, and this person also brought a special person.

"What do you want?"

There were only three people in the emptied room. Mahamu looked at the two people in front of him with a solemn expression and said.

No, it shouldn’t be said to be two people, because although there were two people in front of Mahamu, they were one living person and one dead person.

"My master said that this is our stepping stone and a sincere gift to you."

The living person in front of Mahamu looked stiff and seemed to have no emotions, as if he was a living dead.

"What my master wants is your help so that my master can ascend to the throne."

"Khan bit?" Mahamu's eyes narrowed.

"That's right." The expression of the living dead remained unchanged.

"You should also be aware of the situation on our side. With the internal chaos now, my master has a good chance."

"Although the situation in Wala is very bad now, as long as this person is here, Nanming can't say anything. Even if they have the intention to cause trouble, they can only give up after getting this person."

"When the time comes, as long as you help me, my master will be very confident of sitting on the throne."

"What about you? What can you bring me?" Mahamu obviously did not want to be satisfied with this, but wanted to plot something bigger.

"There are two benefits." The living dead still had a stiff expression.

"First, our previous and previous Khans were actively fighting against Oirat. As long as my master sits on the throne of Khan, he is willing to become a friendly neighbor with Oirat for generations and will never invade."

"Second, as long as my master takes the throne and gives my master a few years to stabilize the internal affairs, my master will help you."

"With the current strength of Nanming, it is wishful thinking to say that it wants to destroy Nanming, but as long as we both work together, it is still possible to drive Nanming out of the grassland."

"Sounds good..." Mahamu's eyes narrowed. His tone sounded like he was very moved, but in fact he was not in a hurry.

The person in front of him is just a dead man, there is no way to negotiate conditions with this person in front of him, he can only listen to him tell how much sincerity the other party has.

A dead soldier has no emotions and no right to make decisions.

"My master has said that it's okay if you don't agree, but it's hard to say how far Nanming will be able to develop by then."

"Compared to your side, our side has been friendly with Nanming since the 24th year of Hongwu in Nanming, and our main goal is to be in the west. Even if Nanming expands, it will not have much impact on us."

"But my master cannot guarantee your outcome."

"It sounds like I have no reason to refuse..." Mahamu took a deep breath.

The last few words of this person really touched him, because this person was right, the things they both faced were different.

They, Wala, have to face Daming, but the other side doesn't need to.

Wala must face the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, but since the opponent parted ways with his own lineage, his main target has been to the west.

As for Daming...it would be best if it could be solved, but if it couldn't be solved, it wouldn't have much impact on the other party.

"What about Zhu Zhanhe? How do you plan to solve it?" Mahamu finally decided to agree.

For Wala, there are not many options for them to choose from, because they have to face the Ming Dynasty. This is the most important and unavoidable problem.

"My master said that there is no need for you to care too much about Zhu Zhanhe."

The dead man showed no emotion about the impending deal.

"Zhu Zhanhe is an outstanding and decisive person. He is a talent that may not appear in the Central Plains for thousands of years. However, no matter how outstanding a talent is, it must be based on a solid foundation."

"Starting from the eighth year of Yongle in the Southern Ming Dynasty, the Southern Ming Dynasty first conquered the grasslands in the north, then conquered Jiaozhi in the south, and invaded the Japanese country in the east. No matter how powerful the Ming army's combat effectiveness was, it was impossible not to suffer any losses."

"According to the news my master has received, the Ming army's losses in recent years are at least about [-]."

"After years of battles, it is true that the Ming Dynasty did not suffer much losses, but it is absolutely impossible not to have any impact. Zhu Zhanhe is now in Yunnan. The main force is from Yunnan. As for the climate of the grassland, they You may not be able to adapt.”

"As for Zhu Zhanhe, my master believes that as long as we both work together, it is possible to win."

"After all, it is impossible for Nanming to fight us to the point of life and death. They value inheritance the most and must leave the most basic inheritance."

"By then, we should be able to drive Nanming out of the grassland, and even seize the Hetao, turning Nanming into another Zhao and Song."

"Okay!" At this point, Mahamu didn't hesitate any more.

"I accepted your master's greeting gift! As a sign of sincerity, I will send [-] soldiers in the spring of next year to help your master become the Khan!"

(End of this chapter)