"What did the King of Han say?"
In the dark room, the young man looked at Minister Liang.
"He agreed."
The young man sneered.
"As expected of the King of Han. He doesn't even bother to hide it anymore. To agree to such a condition, he must be waiting to deal with us after this.”
He knew what kind of person the Han King was. He was greedy, cunning, and vicious. How could a person like him share what belonged to him with others?
He and Zhu Di were the same kind of people.
"Your Highness, this subordinate also discovered something, but I don't know if I should say it.”
Minister Liang hesitated.
"Speak."
"When I met His Highness the Han King, I felt that there was something wrong with His Highness's condition.”
Minister Liang frowned.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
The young man's interest was piqued.
"Your Highness, I feel that the King of Han seems to be sick. Even when I was talking to him, I felt that my energy was lacking.”
Then, he told her what he had discovered when he met the King of Han.
The young man couldn't stop coughing when he spoke. When he heard this, his expression immediately became solemn.
"Could it be that he did this on purpose?"
The young man was also suspicious.
"Your Highness, I've thought about it, but I don't think so. Think about it carefully, Your Highness. Why did those ambitious people of the Han King make no move for the past few days when victory was already in their grasp?”
"Moreover, I heard that he didn't even come into contact with his deputy generals, saying that he was afraid of the emperor. But he is the king of Han, would he really do that?”
Minister Liang analyzed.
It could only be said that the Han King had left a deep impression on everyone.
The young man pondered for a moment after hearing this.
"If that's the case, then I'll need to make some more preparations.”
As he spoke, his eyes gradually lit up.
If the Han King was really sick, then it would be easy.
Anyway, after the matter was done, they would have to shed all pretense of cordiality. Now that they knew where the Han King's weakness was, they could target it when the time came.
They didn't have many other things, but they had many men of sacrifice.
"Right, how is Wala? The army had gathered for so long, but why was there no movement at all?”
The young man frowned.
Wala was an important part of his plan.
"Your Highness, they should still be worried about Zhu Di. After all, they were scared back then.”
Minister Liang replied.
"Hmph, a bunch of trash. A single Zhu Di scared them.”
The young man sneered, but in fact, they were the same. If Zhu Di was really fine, they would only dare to move in the dark and never dare to come out.
"Go, tell them that the Zhao King who led the troops is not Zhu Di. Zhu Di is already dead.”
"Yes, sir!"
Minister Liang bowed.
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Wala Camp.
"Great Khan, our army has been waiting here for a long time. Why haven't we set off yet?”
The leader of the other tribe, Junggar, spoke.
Wala was different from Ming. Ming was the emperor's world, and his words were absolute.
However, the Walas were different. In the end, they were just a nomadic tribe formed by tribes of various sizes.
He was too lazy to call them one by one, so he simply called them Wala together.
Thus, the status of the Great Khan was not comparable to the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Let's put it this way. We are all leaders of the tribe. What right do you have to order me around?
If this was in the past, before the Yuan Dynasty was established, the two of them might have started fighting, and it might even lead to a struggle between tribes.
However, it was different after the establishment of the Yuan Dynasty. They were also the remnants of the defeat of the Yuan Dynasty and were deeply influenced by Genghis Khan.
Why did Mahamu become a Great Khan and command them?
Was it because he was very strong, or because his tribe was very strong?
Neither. It was because he was the descendant of a prince under Genghis Khan.
All the tribes on the grasslands knew him. This was the influence Genghis Khan had on them.
Mahamu's identity meant that he didn't need to do anything. All he needed to do was announce his name, and all the tribes on the prairie would know and acknowledge him.
If you, who had nothing, wanted the people of the grasslands to acknowledge you, then you had to show your ability first.
In this aspect, he had already lost more than half.
Therefore, no matter where you were, background was very important.
It was the same for the neighboring Tartars. Their leader was the descendant of Genghis Khan, and they called themselves the Golden Family.
He was still immersed in the glory of the past.
"Junggar, what do you mean? Are you suspecting the Great Khan?"
The leader of another tribe stood out.
"Dorbert, that's not what I meant. I just don't understand what the Great Khan meant.”
Junggar chuckled.
"You!"
The two of them glared at each other while the other tribal leaders watched the show.
They were originally the people gathered by the various tribes. It was normal for them to have disagreements.
Mahamu also sat quietly on the ground, allowing them to argue.
Currently, the internal situation of Wala could be divided into three factions.
Don't be surprised. Even though the Great Ming Dynasty was ruled by the emperor, wasn't there still many factions?
This was unavoidable.
One faction was led by him. He was the legitimate leader, and many people in the tribe were willing to submit to him. Therefore, his power was also the largest, and he had the most people.
There was also the faction led by Junggar. They were ambitious and unwilling to submit to him, but they could only choose to band together for the time being.
The remaining faction was neutral. None of them would fall, and they were only worried about their own interests.
Mahamu looked at them and could not help but sigh in his heart.
They were still arguing at this time. No wonder they were defeated by Zhu Di. How could they achieve great things with their own ulterior motives?
Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh.
Now, what he needed to do was to lead the Wala army south. As long as he succeeded, his prestige in the tribe would be unstoppable.
His status would be unshakable at that time.
But all of this had to be built on the foundation of success.
He looked in the direction of the Great Wall. He was worried about Zhu Di, the emperor of Ming Dynasty.
He didn't dare to completely believe the words of those Han people.
He wanted to make sure that the person who had terrified the tribe was dead.
At that time, their army would have nothing to fear.
"Alright, stop arguing. We're here for the future of the tribe, not to quarrel.”
As soon as Mahamu opened his mouth, they immediately stopped.
Zhungar didn't dare to be too presumptuous at this time. Mahamu was right, they came here to prepare food for the tribe for winter.
This was the reason why they responded this time.
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