I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"Then the prisoners on our side can't stay."

Handing over the herdsmen of the Wala people to the persecuted slaves of the Han family, the old man can think of the fate of those people with his toes.

He estimated that those herdsmen had been killed long ago.

Herdsmen were killed.

Then these Oirat soldiers who surrendered can no longer stay.

If you put them back and learn that their family members were killed, there will definitely be troubles later.

"After the fight against Arutai is over, transfer that legion over and let them take care of the prisoners of the Wala army!"

When he said this, the old man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he emphasized the two words of custody.

Zhu Zhangui naturally understood what the old man meant, and quickly agreed.

After talking about the captives, the old man seemed to have the idea of ​​testing Zhu Zhangui, and asked with a smile.

"Do you think Alutai will fight with us this time?"

Zhu Zhangui shook his head without thinking.

"how is this possible!"

The old man showed a smile on his face, and continued.

"Tell me what you think!"

Zhu Zhangui understands that this is the old man testing his strategic vision.

After thinking for a while, he said to the old man.

"If Mahamu is not defeated, or even gains an advantage, Alutai and Wuliangha are hard to say."

The old man nodded slightly, motioning for Zhu Zhangui to continue.

"Now that Mahamu has lost, the forces on the grassland will be re-divided."

"The Arutai tribe, who want to regain the supremacy of the grassland, will definitely not let go of this opportunity."

"I guess they came with two minds!"

Zhu Zhangui held out a finger.

"If we and Mahamu are still in a state of anxiety, or even on the disadvantaged side, Alutai will definitely join forces with Mahamu and attack us fiercely."

"If we are still fighting each other, Alutai will let us both bid, and whoever offers the highest price will help whoever."

After talking about two thoughts, Zhu Zhangui smiled.

"But now I guess, they should have a third thought."

"Hahaha…"

The old man laughed in satisfaction.

"That's right, the old bastard Alutai is very cunning, this battle can't be fought!"

Just as Zhu Zhangui and the old man thought.

Arutai was invited by Mahamu this time.

His thoughts are the same as what Zhu Zhangui said.

Help whichever side has the greatest advantage.

If it is almost balanced, it depends on the prices offered by the two parties.

But when they were about to arrive, they received the news that Wala was completely defeated and Mahamu committed suicide.

Hearing this news, Alutai fell silent.

"Grand Master... what should we do, should we continue to move forward, or withdraw."

Seeing that Arutai fell silent after receiving the news, a general who had waited for a long time without seeing him spoke asked in a low voice.

"The soldiers and horses are stationed in place, and the leaders of the ministries will follow me to see Zhu Di."

Arutai thought for a long time, and finally decided that in order to dominate the entire grassland, he first surrendered to the Ming army.

He sent someone in front of him to attack Zhu Di's logistics line. If he didn't go there, with Zhu Di's temper, he would never let him go.

So he decided to give in.

It's not the first time anyway.

A great general of the Han people has also been humiliated in the crotch.

For the sake of the entire prairie and the grand plan and hegemony in his heart, it's okay to give in to that old man Zhu Di again.

As long as he can dominate the entire grassland, not to mention subduing Zhu Di, he can call his father.

Soon, the Ming army received the news that Alutai asked to see him.

The old man sneered and did not refuse, and asked someone to tell Alutai that he would meet him in the army formation.

Wait for the messenger to leave.

The old man stroked his chin and thought about it, and explained to Zhu Zhangui.

"This guest is here, we can't have something to entertain, you go and chop off Mahamu's head, bring it over and use Mahamu's head to entertain the guests later."

Zhu Zhangui answered with clasped fists, but just turned around and said, "Grandpa...do you want to decorate the outside? After all, the guests are here. If you don't decorate the facade, you don't seem to respect them very much."

"Yes, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot. The two sides of the aisle where they come in are filled with heads of Oala people, so it looks more grand."

Soon Alutai rushed over.

But as soon as they got there, their faces changed.

Although the blood on the armor of the soldiers of the Ming army had dried up, the strong and pungent smell of blood made them dizzy.

"The emperor is already waiting for you inside, come with me!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was sent out to greet him, glanced at Alutai and the others with solemn faces, and stretched out his hand with a chuckle.

"Thank you, little general."

Alutai smiled unnaturally, and thanked him with his hand.

Then he noticed Zhu Zhangui's waist with a bright yellow royal logo on the knife, and he clasped his fists and asked again.

"I haven't asked the little general's name yet!"

Zhu Zhangui walked forward side by side with the other party, and said with a smile: "My surname is Zhu and my name is Zhangui."

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness, Alutai was a little rude just now, I hope His Highness will not blame him."

Alutai, who knew a little about the Ming Dynasty, immediately thought of Zhu Zhangui's identity when he heard Zhu Zhangui's name.

He had just heard about it.

It was the great-grandson of the Ming emperor who led 8000 soldiers to learn from Han Dynasty and Huo Qubing ran thousands of miles to attack the Mahamu herdsman camp.

Looking at Zhu Zhangui's tall and straight figure, and the blood that has not yet been washed all over his body, Alutai felt a little worried.

The prairie that Zhu Di fought could no longer lift his head.

If there is another heir who is similar to him, will the grassland still have a bright future?

I am worried about the future of the grassland.

A group of people walked to the passage reserved in the army formation.

Come to the entrance of the passage.

Alutai and the others paused slightly.

I saw two large piles of human heads on both sides of the passage opened by the soldiers.

On the pile of heads, there are also Mahamu's banner and the Wara people's military flag.

The eyes of these people glared angrily, and their faces were full of fear of death and longing for life.

"hiss!"

Some people behind Alutai couldn't help but gasp when they saw the two piles of no less than three or four thousand heads.

When they fought against the Ming army in the past, although they lost more than they won, the casualties were not many.

The worst casualty was only 4000 people.

And the number of heads in front of them is almost equal, a battle between them and the Ming army will be impossible.

And more importantly, this is only part of it.

On both sides of the passage where the Ming army came out, every few steps, there was a soldier standing there holding a long gun and stabbing the head of a Wala.

The long passage in front of me has at least a thousand steps.

Counting the two sides, there are at least a thousand heads.

In this way, let's not mention those who were captured.

In this battle between the Ming army and the Oirats, the Oirats lost at least tens of thousands of people.

Thinking of this, Alutai felt a little heartbroken.

These will be his subordinates in the future.

"Grand Master Alutai, please!"

Zhu Zhangui didn't seem to notice the expressions of Alutai and others, and smiled and invited everyone to walk into the passage.

Alutai smiled reluctantly, and quickly said politely.

"Grandfather, please!"

that's it.

Alutai and his group walked into the passage under the contemptuous eyes of the Wala head and the soldiers of the Ming army.

Along the way, everyone at Alutai walked in fear, for fear that these Ming soldiers would rush up and hack them to death.

Fortunately, what they were worried about did not happen, and the group walked to Zhu Di safely.

"The Alutai Department sees His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

Arriving at the Chinese army, Alutai and others quickly knelt down on one knee to salute.

It is impossible not to kneel.

The blood-stained generals around them pressed the handle of the knife with their forehands and looked at them with narrowed eyes.

If they made any rude moves, these generals of the Ming army would probably charge up and chop them into mincemeat.

"Who is kneeling!"

Sitting on the chair, looking at Mahamu's head in the tray, the old man seemed to be looking at some rare treasure, and asked without raising his head.

Alutai raised his head slightly, glanced at the Mahamu human head placed on the imperial eucalyptus, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and replied loudly: "Return to His Majesty the Great Emperor, the subject is Alutai!"

The old man seemed to hear clearly now, but he still didn't look at Alutai, he picked up the teacup next to him, sipped the tea, and looked at Mahamu's head and said.

"See what's going on with me!"

The cold sweat dripped down on Alutai's forehead.

The aura on the old man's body is too compelling now, even Alutai, who has been on the grassland all his life, can't bear it now.

After taking a few deep breaths, Alutai reported loudly.

"It's just because the subordinates didn't restrain the people well, let some of them colluded with Mahamu, and accidentally injured the soldiers of His Majesty the Emperor who were transporting food and grass. Today, I came here to plead guilty!"

"It doesn't matter if you accompany cattle, sheep, horses, or gold, silver and fur. I just ask His Majesty the Great Emperor to forgive the recklessness of the Arutai tribe."

After Alutai finished speaking, the old man looked up at him.

"Oh, it turned out that your subordinates attacked my logistics line. I thought it was your brother who messed with me."

"His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

Alutai immediately wanted to explain.

The old man reached out and stopped him.

"I have killed and wounded so many soldiers, and the supply behind cannot be delivered, which almost affected the battle. If you can't restrain your men, you plan to end it."