In the same city.
This luxurious mansion was the residence of the Great Khan of Wala, Tuotuo Buhua.
Unlike those who lived in tents outside the city, Han Tuotuo didn't spend much time and didn't pay much attention to the traditions of the grasslands.
He didn't like living in tents.
The palaces and mansions of the Han people were his favorite.
This was also one of the reasons why Ye Xian had always slandered him.
Although Tuotuo Buhua didn't want to admit it, he and his trusted aides had indeed assimilated quite a bit.
Han people's residences, delicacies, clothes, and beauties were all things they loved.
Perhaps it was due to the influence of Han culture.
He was even unwilling to start a war with Da Ming.
In Tuotuo Buhua's eyes, trading with Great Ming, coupled with the generous rewards from the Great Ming royal family every year, was a good thing.
It was enough for the Wala nobles to enjoy.
There was no need to use any weapons to achieve this.
However, Ye Xian did not think so. He had always wanted to restore the glory of the empire.
It could be said that he was ambitious. He even had the ambition to overthrow the Central Plains 'Darming Dynasty and become an emperor himself.
This was known to all the leaders of the Wala tribes.
Unfortunately, this was also very capable and had already won over the hearts of most tribes.
This was also the reason why Tuotuo Buhua was helpless.
Inside the secret chamber.
The Great Khan of Wala, Tuotuo Buhua, was discussing important matters with a few trusted aides.
"It's hateful that he doesn't put the Great Khan in his eyes at all.”
"I wish I could kill this thief immediately.”
A few of his trusted aides gritted their teeth and spoke up for the injustice they had suffered.
Tuotuo Buhua waved his hand.
"Yexian's momentum has already been established. We can't deal with him.”
When his trusted aides heard this, they all sighed.
Yes, eight of the twelve Wala tribes were under Yexian's control.
And this Great Khan of Wala was only a Great Khan in name.
"Great Khan, if Yexian wins, he will immediately turn around and deal with us.”
"If Yexian loses, Da Ming will never let us go. Great Khan, have you thought about how to save yourself?”
A trusted aide reminded Tuotuo Buhua.
"All of you are my trusted aides. What suggestions do you have?”
Their reminder was also what Tuotuo Buhua had been worried about.
"Great Khan, although Yexian's ambitions are great, he is still very ambitious. But this Ming Emperor was even more formidable.”
"Yes, from what he has done these days, this new Emperor really has the talent of Emperor Yong Le.”
"I reckon that we won't be able to gain any benefits from him. Why don't we make plans early and send an envoy to secretly contact the Ming Emperor first?”
The suggestions of a few trusted aides made Tuotuo Buhua very moved.
At the same time, he had many misgivings.
"This…Let's wait and see.”
Tuotuo Buhua said indecisively.
Outside the same city.
The 100,000-plus Wala soldiers had their tents connected together, spanning dozens of miles.
Today, for some reason, a strong wind blew.
It was difficult to open their eyes, and many Wala soldiers had no choice but to hide in their tents.
"I hope the weather will get better tomorrow.”
"That's right, tomorrow the weather will improve and we can set out from Zijing Pass. Then we can lead the army south and directly attack the capital of the Great Ming Dynasty.”
Many of the Wala soldiers began to imagine what they would rob after breaking through the Great Ming Capital.
It was said that in the Great Ming Capital, gold and silver were everywhere, and beautiful women were like clouds, as if they were in the sky.
This aroused their endless yearning and greed.
What they didn't know was that after they fell asleep from their sweet dreams.
In this dark, raging night.
Hundreds of 'tough bandits' who were as vigorous as civet cats had already snuck into their camp.
This group of people was none other than the valiant soldiers led by South Tyrant King Shi Zhuzi.
Just as Zhu Qiyu said, these people were not only good at fighting on the battlefield.
He was also very good at arson and murder.
The six hundred of them were divided into twenty teams.
They sneaked into the Wala encampment that stretched for dozens of miles.
Everyone was carrying a lot of grease, and they were splashing it on the rations and tents.
Then, he lit a fire.
In the blink of an eye, the sparks turned into flames.
These flames grew under the effect of the wind and turned into raging flames in the next moment.
From one point of fire to two, three, four…
The tents within dozens of miles were all engulfed in raging flames.
At this moment, a Wala soldier finally realized that something was wrong.
They shouted "enemy attack" and "fire".
However, the raging wind and anger drowned out their cries.
In the blink of an eye, the fire had already soared into the sky.
King Nan Ba, Shi Zhuzi, and several hundred people quickly gathered together according to their plan.
"Haha, success."
"This time, His Majesty will definitely reward you.”
King of the South Tyrant, Shi Zhuzi, laughed loudly and disappeared into the night with everyone.
The tents in the camp were made of cowhide.
In their tents, there were many furs and blankets.
These were all flammable materials, which could be said to have further increased the fire.
Many of the sleeping Wala soldiers had died from the smoke in their tents before they woke up.
Even the lucky Wala soldiers who managed to escape from their tents had to trample on each other in panic, resulting in many casualties.
Moreover, the entire camp was on fire.
Many people had already fainted before they could escape.
One could imagine that in this place filled with flames, being unconscious meant that one would either be burned to death or trampled to death.
Those who had escaped looked at the huge fire that was tens of miles long.
His eyes were filled with blood-red tears as he roared.
"More than 100,000 Wala warriors."
"Zhu Qiyu, Zhu Qiyu, you're despicable and shameless.”
It looked like they were about to break through the Purple Jing Pass tomorrow and capture the new emperor of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qiyu.
But who knew that he would actually use this underhanded move.
It was unknown how many of the 100,000 Wala soldiers could escape.
His subordinates kept persuading him.
"Great Khan, let's go, let's go!"
In the campsite that was filled with flames.
A bald man who was covered in burn wounds begged the fleeing Wala soldiers.
"Save zhen, zhen is the emperor of Ming Dynasty, save zhen. I still have a use for it."
Unfortunately, no matter how mournful he screamed, no one paid any attention to him.
Under the smoke and fire, he finally fell to the ground.
The Great Ming War God, Emperor Zhu Qizhen, was burned to death just like that.
Perhaps even Zhu Qiyu did not expect this outcome.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't mind.
In the same city.
Tuotuo Buhua, who was sleeping soundly, was excitedly called out by his trusted subordinates.
"Great Khan, Great Khan, the heavens are helping me, the heavens are helping me.”
"A tent several dozen li away has caught fire. The sky was filled with flames.”
When Tuotuo Buhua heard this, he was startled at first, then he suddenly got up.
"Quickly, quickly, quickly send messengers to meet the Ming Emperor in secret.”
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。