Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 236
Seeing the dead man in front of him limp in front of him, Mahamu's eyes narrowed.

Just out of the tiger's den, and into the wolf's den again...

"Come on!"

……

Hulan suddenly lost temperature Outside the city, a caravan was preparing to set off.

The goods had already been loaded, and the people had already arrived. No one knew what the caravan leader was waiting for.

Suddenly, the caravan leader stood up straight, staring fixedly at the city of Hu Lan Su Su Wen, attracting the attention of everyone in the caravan.

"Let's go!" The team leader turned around and gave the order to go.

Everyone in the caravan was very puzzled. They didn't know why their leader suddenly chose to leave, and they didn't know what the leader saw just now.

Obviously, they didn't see anything.

……

It's night, Sarah.

Zhou Xin has been waiting here, because Wala did not give a satisfactory answer to the court, but within a certain period of time, the court had to act unreasonably.

In addition, winter is coming soon, and this time is not a good time to fight.

Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty once said: The north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, and Hu Tian blows snow in August.

The climate in the Tang Dynasty was already very warm, even warmer than the normal period. At that time, Tubo relied on the warm climate to rise.

However, in the Tang Dynasty, the grasslands entered winter so early, let alone the Ming Dynasty, which had initially entered the Little Ice Age.

It was possible to start a war in the winter of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Jing was able to destroy the Turks and capture Jieli Khan alive, but in the Ming Dynasty, this was absolutely impossible.

"Huh?" Tan Zhong stood up suddenly, making Zhou Xin look at him in surprise.

"Here comes..."

Tan Zhong's tone was slightly dull, but his movements were not slow at all. He mobilized quickly to get everyone ready.

"Zhou's inspector!"

Mahamu shouted from a distance, got off his horse not far from the Ming army camp, and beckoned someone to drag out a bag.

"This is the sincerity of our Wala."

"In addition, there is this."

Tan Zhong reached out to catch the thing thrown by Mahamu, and handed it to Zhou Xin with a solemn expression.

That is a mark, a mark that represents the gold family.

Looking at Zhou Xin, Tan Zhong stepped forward and opened the bag.

A dead man lay quietly inside, and Tan Zhong recognized who this man was almost at a glance.

Borjijin Taliba, the son of Borjijin Benya Shili, is also the last golden bloodline on the grassland.

Tan Zhong is very familiar with Ta Liba, not to say how many times he fought with Ta Liba, but that the Ming army spent a lot of effort to find Ta Liba.

In the eighth year of Yongle, when Zhu Di led a personal expedition, defeated the Tatars and captured Ben Yashili alive, the Ming army at that time could not say about every soldier, but at least every general had a portrait of Da Liba in his hand .

In order to find Da Liba, the Ming army really worked hard, because the Ming army knew what the blood of the Golden Family meant to the grassland.

Wala wanted to find Taliba and make him a puppet Khan so as to dominate the grassland.

In the same way, Daming also wanted to find Da Liba, so as to completely control the grassland through superficial canonization and actual control.

"It seems that King Shunning has indeed worked hard." Looking at Da Liba's body, Zhou Xin nodded slightly.

Now that the corpses and imprints were all there, even if Zhou Xin wanted to find fault, he could not find a suitable reason, because those who attacked the officials of Ming Dynasty in Sanfeng Mountain had the imprints of the Golden Family on them.

It's just that Zhou Xin didn't find the mark at that time, and it was Mahamu who sent his son Tuo Huan, and Tan Zhong took him to Sanfeng Mountain to find the mark from the teeth of those corpses.

Teeth embedded with poisonous sacs, although there is no technology to manufacture false teeth in this era, those dead soldiers have their molars pulled out, and real teeth are inserted into the poisonous sacs, and then stuffed into their mouths.

"However, King Shunning still needs to be prepared." Although he knew that there was no chance, Zhou Xin still did not stop putting pressure on Wala.

"Since the eighth year of Yongle, after Ming defeated the Tatars, Da Liba was the person that Ming had repeatedly declared to focus on looking for, but now they actually crossed Oala, entered Daming, and ambushed the officials of Ming."

"Thinking about it, when paying tribute this year, King Shunning still needs to find a reason enough to convince His Majesty."

"Thank you Zhou Yin for reminding me." Zhou Xinming pretended to be feeding Mahamu shit, but he still had to hold his nose and swallow it.

"Now that the matter is over, I won't bother Zhou Yincha, but I still remind Zhou Yincha."

"The grassland is about to enter a severe winter. It is better for the inspector Zhou to return as soon as possible. Otherwise, if something bad or bad happens, I, Wala, can't afford it."

"Thank you King Shunning for reminding me." Mahamu said this somewhat threateningly, but Zhou Xin was also unequivocal.

"In contrast, King Shunning should worry more about his own affairs."

"Thank you Zhou Yin for your concern, and farewell!"

Mahamu held his breath in his heart, but he still couldn't vent it, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Watching the Oirat cavalry leave, Zhou Xin glanced at Tan Zhong and nodded in unison.

……

Suddenly Lan suddenly loses temperature.

As soon as Mahamu returned to the house, he immediately threw out the whip in his hand, grabbed the wine bag next to the stove and drank.

This surprised Taiping and Tu Poluo.

"What's the matter? That Zhou Xin still doesn't let go? He doesn't have the qualifications to decide such a thing, does he?"

Bald Polo frowned and spoke, looking very puzzled.

"It stands to reason that there are all witnesses and material evidence, not to mention that an inspector has no right to decide such a matter, even if there is, he can't ignore the facts, right?"

"No, that Zhou Xin is ready to go back..." Mahamu threw away the emptied wine bag, but sat down bored.

"There is everything. Even if Zhu Di comes, he can't pretend not to see it. What right does he have to do like that?"

"It's just that this Nanming person is going too far. Relying on Zhu Zhanhe's influence on the grassland, even a small inspector dares to give me eye drops when the facts have been established."

Taiping and Tu Polo looked at each other.

The three kings of Wala seem to be a whole, and they are peaceful on the surface, but in fact they are constantly fighting with each other. The three of them wish the other two would die soon.

After all, there is only one person who can master the supreme power, and no one is willing to share it with others.

But now, the two of them didn't mean to laugh at them.

Because they know that today is Mahamu, and tomorrow will be him Taiping and Tu Polo.

The arrogance of the Nanming people is aimed at all of them in Wala. If Nanming is not destroyed, they will never be able to hold their heads up.

Everyone!

"Then what can be done..." Taiping, who has always been more aggressive, was uncharacteristically today, and let out a long sigh.

The long sigh was full of frustration.

"Nanming is in great power now, but the climate on the grassland is getting colder and colder, which is not good for us. Now Nanming has found high-yielding grain..."

"Although I am not reconciled, but I really can't see any hope..."

"No!" Mahamu raised his head abruptly, his eyes sparkling brightly.

"still have a chance!"

"What chance?" Taiping's face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

"I don't mean to make others want to destroy my prestige, but in fact, I don't see any hope."

"Mahamu, it's not your style to be impulsive. You should also know what it means to Nanming to get new grains that are several times the output of rice and wheat."

"I know." Mahamu took a deep breath.

"But there is indeed an opportunity right now, but it needs to be fought."

"Yesterday, Waisi sent someone to look for me, saying that as long as I send someone to assist him ascend the throne of Khan, then he will unite with us to fight against Nanming."

"I agreed to him for the time being, and I plan to send [-] soldiers to help them after the spring of next year. As for whether you want to fight in the end, it still needs to be considered by you."

"Wrong thinking?" Taiping and Bald Polo looked at each other and asked in unison.

"That crooked idea of ​​the Eastern Chagatai Khanate?"

"That's right." Mahamu nodded.

"In March of this year, Mahama, the Great Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, died of illness. Because he had no heirs, his nephew Naheishi was only rarely conferred by the Ming Dynasty as the new Great Khan."

"Before that, Hei Er Huo Zhe, Sami Chagan, and Mahama were all committed to building a good relationship with Nanming, and Nahei Shizhihan, who is now succeeding to the throne, is the same."

"The dissatisfied cousin Nahei Shizhihan became the Great Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, secretly united with his uncle Shier Ma Heima who also wanted to fight for the Khan, and jointly fought against Nahei Shizhihan. "

"For now, it is unknown whether Waisi can become the Great Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate. Even if it does, it is also unknown whether it will help us in the future."

"Also, even if he fulfills his promise and assists us to fight against Nanming, it is still a struggle for us, can it be successful..."

"Not yet known..."

Both Taiping and Tu Polo fell silent.

What Mahamu said is indeed a method, but this method...

It's too much of a gamble.

It can be said that Mahamu put all his hopes on Waisi, and he had to send [-] soldiers first to help Waisi ascend the throne of Khan, and he may not be able to get rewards.

Shierma Heima is also ambitious for Khan's position. After helping Waisi get rid of Nahei Shizhihan, they have to help Waisi get rid of Lost Horse Heima.

In the end, they joined forces again and fought against Daming, and they still attacked the strong with the weak.

"Vulture Polo, what do you think?" Taiping thought for a long time, then looked at Vulture Polo.

Vulture Polo didn't speak, but looked back at Taiping with the same gaze.

Obviously, he wanted to hear Taiping's thoughts.

"I think it's feasible." Taiping took a deep breath, and slowly expressed his thoughts.

"My opinion is very simple. Nanming is now in great power and has obtained high-yielding grain seeds. Zhu Di has outstanding abilities. Let's not talk about Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Zhanhe for the time being. Let's say that Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji are not ordinary people."

"Although Zhu Gaochi is not very good at martial arts, he is outstanding in civil affairs. Under his management, there is a high probability that Ming's internal affairs will get better and better."

"As for that Zhu Zhanji..."

Taiping paused for a moment, he felt that what he was going to say might not be very good, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no better way.

"We don't know what Zhu Zhanji's ability is. We only know that he once accompanied Zhu Di to conquer Tatar. However, compared with his cousin Zhu Zhanhe, Zhu Zhanji did not show his talents."

"But to allow Zhu Di to be canonized as the grandson of the emperor when Zhu Zhanhe is so outstanding, at least it shouldn't make too much difference."

"That is to say, within three generations of Nanming, it is almost impossible for us to surpass it."

"Three generations, for such a long time, with the help of high-yield new grains, how deep will Nanming accumulate?"

Vulture Polo fell into silence upon hearing this.

Indeed, what Taiping said was not unreasonable.

Until now, all that Ming has shown is a thriving scene, while the grassland has shrunk again and again under the suppression of Ming.

There has always been only one reason for the decline of a dynasty, and that is the corruption of internal affairs, and there is usually only one reason for the corruption of internal affairs, and that is the incompetence of the monarch.

Right now, counting Zhu Di, the three generations of Ming Dynasty are safe, and Wala... really can't see hope.

"Then... let's decide..." Vulture Polo took a deep breath and said the same answer as the other two.

"Anyway, we and the Eastern Chagatai Khanate can be regarded as a family, and we can fight against Nanming together. I think it is still possible."

"After all, this is a good thing for the Eastern Chagatai Khanate..."

Mahamu and Taiping nodded approvingly.

What Bald Polo said is correct, if it is really counted, they and the Eastern Chagatai Khanate can really be regarded as a family.

Like the original Yuan Dynasty, the current Tatars, and the Timur Empire, the Eastern Chagatai Khanate also relied on the blood of the Golden Family in the selection of the Great Khan.

As for why the grassland didn't find a person with the blood of the golden family from the Eastern Chagatai Khanate to inherit the Khan throne?

nonsense!Who wants to airborne this kind of thing! ?What's more, who among Mahamu, Taiping and Tu Polo is willing to give up this right?

In addition, too much time has passed. These three companies have their own ideas. It is basically impossible to merge again. Even if they merge, there will be many dissatisfied voices.

In the same way, this is why Wrong Thinking will help Mahamu.

Sometimes, people standing at the same height as yourself are not necessarily teammates, but are more likely to be enemies.

but!

In any case, they are really a family when going back to the source, and the Daming they are facing now can be said to be a common enemy for them.

The night gradually enveloped the grassland, and the sudden loss of temperature gradually became the only light source under the night.

The dots of lights are incomparable to the extremely prosperous Daming Yingtian Mansion, but it is already the most prosperous place on the grassland.

However, under the night, a powerful undercurrent is growing.

The alliance between the Eastern Chagatai Khanate and Oirat is just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)