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

"Stone... I was shot by an arrow just now. I'm afraid it won't work. In my current state, if I keep running like this, both of us will be caught."

"Although I asked you to call me shopkeeper, I have always treated you as my son in the past few years."

The appearance of the man as if confessing his last words made Shitou flustered.

You treat me like a son, but I don't treat you like my father.

If it weren't for the splendor and wealth you mentioned, and the beauties like clouds, the ghosts would follow you to the barren grassland.

Although he thought so in his heart, Shi Shi still comforted him loudly.

"Don't talk about the shopkeeper, the frontier is the border, and they dare not chase after the border!"

Don't die you bastard, if you die, my glory, wealth and beauty will be gone.

The man shook his head and said weakly.

"I'll cover you to go. Remember that when you get to the grassland, don't say you are Han, just say you are my son, the seed I left when I came to the Central Plains."

Stone suddenly widened his eyes.

Your method is sure to work, besides, you didn't even ask me, and let me be a bastard, do you think it's appropriate?

Although he yelled and cursed in his heart, but thinking about the prosperity and wealth, and a large number of beauties, Shitou could only pretend to be touched and yelled at the man.

"father!"

Hearing the sound of father, the corner of the man's mouth twitched sharply, and he raised his head and looked at the stone with moving eyes.

What a father-son relationship!

As the horse ran, the two father and son looked at each other affectionately for a while. The man pulled the horse to a stop abruptly, drew out the short knife hanging from the saddle, and shouted at the stone that also slowly stopped.

"Live well, remember to kowtow to my father during the holidays."

"Get out, don't stop, run!"

Stone pretended to have tears in his eyes, and looked at the man for a long time. Finally, amidst his roar, he pulled the horse and howled and ran towards the border.

Looking at his back disappearing into the night, and hearing the sound of horse hooves getting farther and farther away, the man who was weak and dying suddenly turned over and jumped off the horse.

Turning the horse in another direction, he raised the knife and swiped hard on the horse's buttocks.

The horse suffered from pain, looked up to the sky and screamed, and ran in another direction.

The man looked at Jin Yiwei who was about to catch up, and went to a bush in the distance. He was vigilant and cleaned up the traces left by himself.

What kind of shit father-son relationship.

My good life is about to begin, but I can't just die so easily.

"Appreciate~"

Dozens of Jin Yiwei stopped at the place where the man got off his horse, looking around at the surrounding grass.

Baihu, who was at the front with a revolver in his hand, jumped off his horse and took a torch to look at the situation on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With a restrained smile, he stood up and said loudly to his subordinates: "The enemy is divided into two groups. Old Shen, you lead a few people to chase the one over there, and the others continue to follow me."

"Drive~"

Jin Yiwei was divided into two teams.

One team chased the horses, and the other team continued to follow the stone under the leadership of Baihu.

After a quarter of an hour.

The man got out from the bushes, looked at the disappearing flames and the inaudible sound of horseshoes, smiled triumphantly and walked in another direction.

The man hurried all the way, and finally arrived at the foot of Helan Mountain at dawn.

After looking around and seeing no one else, the man lifted a piece of vines, revealing a hole for people to crawl through.

"Silly boy, for the sake of blocking me and calling me daddy, I will send you some beauties later, hahahaha!"

...............

"What! Zhu Di and his grandson only brought a thousand people to Hetao!"

An exclamation of surprise sounded in a gorgeous tent.

This is the Tatar military camp on Mount Ebula.

"Yes, Lord Amoha!"

The man who poured Ye Xiang knelt on the ground and nodded in affirmation.

"I heard that it seems to be investigating some Hetao Great Plains, and I want to build a breeding base there."

After being confirmed, Amoha shook his fist violently excitedly, and said to Alutai who was sitting at the top.

"Grand Master, this is a good opportunity. If we send troops to capture Zhu Di and his grandson in Hetao, isn't that what we want, and the Ming Dynasty will give it!"

"Also, don't the Wala men under his command want to take revenge? If we catch them, even if we don't kill Zhu Di, kill his grandson, we can still quell the hatred of the Wala soldiers."

"In this way, the Oirat soldiers will definitely follow you wholeheartedly."

This person's words have won the approval of many people.

"Yes, this is indeed a good opportunity."

"Teacher let me go, I will definitely bring Judy and his grandson back."

"I'll go, let me go..."

On the Wala side, they even knelt on the ground and begged Alutai to send troops.

But Alutai didn't say a word, closed his eyes and meditated.

With a thousand people, he dared to sneak around his army of more than 40. With Zhu Di's previous personality, he was indeed able to do it.

But now it is absolutely impossible.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty were not fools, and it was impossible to put the emperor and the future grandson in a dangerous place.

So Alutai guessed that this was probably a premeditated temptation.

As for the purpose, Alutai has not thought of it yet, but he can be 100% sure that Zhu Di and his grandson are just bait to lure him into being fooled.

Once he couldn't bear the temptation and sent troops to attack, he might end up in complete defeat.

"Everything is quiet!"

After thinking about this, Alutai stretched out his hand to press down, keeping everyone quiet for the time being.

"Grand Master, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. My people are full of anger and anger, and the souls of our partners are still restless. They cry in our ears every day. Let us avenge them and relieve their hearts. Resentment, return to the embrace of Changshengtian."

Before Arutai could express his guess, the representative of the remnant Wala tribe knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, hoping that Arutai would allow him to lead his troops to attack and avenge those tragic deaths.

"Mu Hai, I understand what you mean, but I can't let you go."

"why!"

Mu Hai, the representative of the Oirat tribe, was full of anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

Walking down the steps slowly, Alutai stretched out his hand to help Mu Hai who was kneeling on the ground.

Patting his shoulder, Alutai said seriously: "Because this is a trap!"

"trap?"

Mu Hai was stunned for a moment, trying to figure out why such a good opportunity was a trap.

Turning around and returning to the high platform, Alutai treated everyone politely.

"We have played against Zhu Di more than once. I believe everyone has a little understanding of his character and habits."

Everyone nodded slightly.

Among the people present, except for those who came to support from the west, no one had been rubbed on the ground by the old man.

As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is your enemy.

In order to defeat Zhu Di, these guys did a lot of research on Zhu Di in private.

Of course, they didn't study Zhu Di's merits and demerits.

These are the things that Ming historians study, they don't have the time to study that stuff.

The direction of their research is Zhu Di's fighting ability and his character.

According to their research.

Zhu Di is very capable of fighting, knows how to fight, and is good at fighting.

According to their understanding, Zhu Di spent almost all of his life in war.

With such a life experience, Zhu Di is very sensitive to the situation of the battle, and it is easy to grasp the enemy's loopholes and weaknesses, and then break through in one fell swoop.

But this is the old Zhu Di.

Ever since he became the emperor and ruled the entire Ming Dynasty, this guy fell in love with being crushed by the big army.

In the two Northern Expeditions after ascension to the throne, except for Qiu Fu's 1 troops in the first one, Zhu Di's two Northern Expeditions were crushed by large corps.

Although the team's attack is very sharp, who can resist the crushing of the large army?

In terms of personality, Zhu Di is ruthless and has a natural hatred for northerners.

This mentality may be derived from his childhood experience and the indoctrination of his elders' brutal thoughts.

So every time the Northern Expedition, Zhu Di hit the hardest.

The most ruthless time, the Wala clan was directly bloodbathed, and the population of the Wala clan was directly reduced by half.

To sum it up, he is capable of fighting, has a very high strategic vision, hates the northern prairie people, is cruel, and likes to exterminate genocide.

After thinking for a long time, everyone gradually felt that it was impossible for such a person to make such a mistake.

So what Alutai said is a trap, it is very possible.

For a moment, everyone felt a little lucky, and almost fell into Daming's trap.

"It seems that you have really lost the bravery of Genghis Khan's time. I don't deny that this may be a trap, but I can't figure out what kind of trap can resist our 40 legions."

Just when everyone suddenly realized, and secretly rejoiced in their hearts, an awkward prairie language sounded.

Nima, who loves to tell the truth so much.

If we still have the bravery of Genghis Khan's time, the Central Plains has been taken by us long ago, and we will not be herding horses and sheep on the grassland now.

Everyone looked for the sound, and a general with a strange armor and a beard appeared in front of everyone.

"General Ursa, please take back what you said just now, otherwise I will regard it as an insult to our prairie people and challenge you to a duel!"

One of Alutai's generals stood up angrily.

Ursa glanced at him and snorted softly.

"Take it back? Why should I take it back."

"I think I'm right."

Ursa's voice raised slightly, and she glanced at Alutai who was sitting above with a blank expression.

"We have an army of 40, including 16 cavalry. I don't know what force can stop us."

"Didn't we calculate it at the beginning, to remove Da Ming's army outside and the guard army inside. The army that Da Ming can use is similar to ours, and it is just recruited."

"In the past, 6 or [-] of you dared to fight against Daming's hundreds of thousands of troops. Why are you all afraid now that the strength of the troops is about the same?"

"Honestly, with the strength we have, I can't think of a reason why we would fail."

"This is a trap, that is a trap. If you are afraid of this and fear of that, why fight and fight for the world? Go back to herd the sheep and milk the milk."

"Hahaha…"

Ursa's strange words made the subordinates behind him laugh out loud.

One by one hissed and looked at the many generals on the grassland with mocking looks.

"asshole!"

"Once upon a time..."

Milking goats is a woman's job. This guy is mocking them. Is he even inferior to women?

The Arutai general who spoke, his face flushed with anger, reached out and pulled out the knife at his waist, and was about to chop off the guy who humiliated the grassland warrior.