As soon as they passed through the city gate, the general guarding the city hurriedly ordered his men to lower the gate.
Then, he turned to look at King Zhao.
"General, you must not be so agitated. If you fall into that Wala's trap, it will be too late!”
When King Zhao heard this, his face instantly fell.
He had just defeated Wala and won a battle. Not only did no one come back with good news, but they also complained to him. Who could bear this?
However, he knew that his actions were indeed a little reckless, so he did not say much. He only snorted coldly and led the Three Thousand Battalion back.
On Wala's side, Dorbert hurried back.
"How was it? Did you succeed?"
As soon as he returned, Mahamu looked at him eagerly.
Due to his haste, Dorbert was still panting heavily. He shook his head in response to Mahamu's question.
"What happened?"
Mahamu frowned.
Dorbert drank a few mouthfuls of water before he recovered. He looked at Mahamu with a solemn expression.
"Great Khan, we have miscalculated. The Great Ming's Three Thousand Battalion is simply terrifying!”
Thinking back to the charging momentum of the Three Thousand Battalion, he still felt a lingering fear.
"What exactly happened?"
Mahamu noticed his strange expression.
Then, Dorbert told Mahamu about the situation in detail, and Mahamu's expression became even uglier after hearing it.
"Are you sure that the Three Thousand Battalion is that powerful?”
Mahamu still didn't believe it.
"Great Khan, that's indeed the case. That Junggar and the others were killed in just one charge. If we hadn't left quickly, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to see you.”
Dorbert sighed.
Mahamu stared into his eyes. After confirming that he was not lying, he fell silent.
He knew what Dorbert was like. If it wasn't for the fact that he was going to die, he wouldn't have lost his composure and come back.
"In that case, the Three Thousand Battalion is Great Ming's backup plan to deal with us.”
Mahamu looked at him and asked.
"That must be used to deal with us.”
"In your opinion, how should we deal with the Three Thousand Battalion?”
Mahamu asked.
"Dodge! If you weren't there, the charge of the 3,000 Battalion definitely couldn't be stopped! We can only dodge!"
Dorbert hurriedly reminded him.
Mahamu frowned. What was this? Could it be that the cavalry of the Great Ming Dynasty were heavenly soldiers?
In his opinion, the 3,000 Battalion might be very strong, but they definitely weren't as strong as Dorbert had described.
He must have been scared out of his wits to say such a thing.
In terms of cavalry, Wala was the strongest!
"Let's not talk about this. Did you see who was leading the army this time?”
Mahamu waved his hand.
"It's King Zhao."
He would never be wrong about this.
Mahamu nodded after hearing that. It seemed that what that guy said was true, so they could consider the subsequent cooperation.
Then, he looked at Dorbert.
"Dorbert, you should go rest first.”
Dorbert was also feeling a little tired. After all, he had been hiding for an entire night and had been frightened by the 3,000 Battalion. He was already mentally and physically exhausted.
"Then I'll go down first, Great Khan."
Mahamu nodded. After he left, Mahamu's face darkened again. It seemed that Dorbert could no longer be used.
The grassland man who had lost his courage could not even hold his saber steadily.
Then, he ordered someone to bring the envoy over.
"Great Khan."
When the messenger saw him, he hurriedly knelt down.
Mahamu just looked at him, and the messenger became more and more anxious.
"We have investigated clearly. The one who led the troops here is indeed the King of Zhao.”
Hearing this, the messenger was delighted.
"However, do you know about the Three Thousand Battalion?”
"Three Thousand Battalion?"
The messenger was stunned, but he told them what he knew.
"The 3,000 Battalion is the most elite cavalry under Zhu Di. Most of them are made up of the grassland people who surrendered…"
"Is that all?"
Mahamu was a little dissatisfied. What that guy said was something he already knew.
"I wouldn't dare to hide it from the Great Khan."
Seeing this, Mahamu didn't ask him about it.
"Since you're not lying, let's talk about the next cooperation.”
Mahamu smiled and asked someone to bring him a chair.
"If the Great Khan needs anything, I will definitely report it to him.”
The emissary looked at him with trepidation.
"How about this, you guys help me kill the King of Zhao. As long as he dies, the border guards will be leaderless.”
Mahamu laughed.
"This, I need to report this to the lord above.”
The messenger hesitated.
"But what?"
"Our forces in the army are indeed weak. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to assassinate the King of Zhao.”
The emissary felt a little helpless.
Zhu Di valued military power, and most of it was either in his hands or in the hands of his two sons.
It would be difficult for them to interfere even if they wanted to. Otherwise, they would not have shifted their target to the civil officials.
"Hmph, if you can't even do this, then what's the point of talking about cooperation?”
Mahamu snorted coldly.
"This, this Khan, don't be anxious."
The emissary pondered and suddenly thought of something.
"We have already made contact with the King of Han. If the Great Khan needs it, I can tell you the situation of the garrison inside the pass.”
"Really?"
When Mahamu heard this, he couldn't sit still.
The envoy nodded and continued.
"Although we can't assassinate the King of Zhao, we can stall him and give the Great Khan some time.”
Mahamu pondered for a moment.
"Then we'll do as you said. Give us the map of the garrison and delay the King of Zhao.”
"Yes, but this matter still needs me to personally handle it.”
After saying that, the messenger sized up Mahamu's expression and added when he saw that his expression was not right.
"If the Great Khan is worried, I can send someone else to provide information to the Great Khan.”
Mahamu didn't say anything. He looked at the messenger and knew what he was thinking.
The messenger was very anxious. Actually, what he said was not wrong. He only hid one thing, and that was the Han King.
Although the Han King was cooperating with them, he would definitely not let Wala in. However, if he did not use his name, he was afraid that Mahamu would not believe him.
It wasn't that his goal was to escape. He just didn't want to stay here anymore. Escape? Where could a Jianwen scum like him run to?
"Sure, you can leave when you're here.”
Mahamu thought about it and decided to let him go.
Hearing this, the emissary's heart instantly relaxed.
Then, he quickly wrote a letter and asked the higher-ups to send someone to replace him, saying that the Great Khan of Wala had agreed to cooperate with them.
However, he had to act as the middleman.
Jianwen didn't think too much about it and directly replied to him, telling him to wait for two more days. He was already on his way.
At this moment, in Yansui Town, the Zhao King and the others had already held a banquet to celebrate today's victory!
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