Chapter 43 Please enter the urn

Style: Historical Author: Great Sage of HetaoWords: 2240Update Time: 24/01/10 13:27:44
Muhaldar stared at Kaoxian and repeated,

"What if Lord Sultan disappears?"

Kao Xian showed dissatisfaction,

"Disappear? Lord Sultan will never disappear!"

Muhaldar shrugged helplessly and said,

"In this case, we have nothing to talk about."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, old man, let me think about it!" Kao Xian raised his hand and grabbed Muhaldar. There was a big difference between the two in terms of strength and body shape. Kao Xian gently gave him a With the handle, you can lift this old man up like a chicken.

"If Lord Sultan disappears..." Kaoxian's voice was serious and low, pointing to the ground, "Timur will be in chaos!"

Muhaldar nodded with satisfaction. Although Kaoxian looked rough and scary, how could someone who could survive countless life-and-death situations do it just by luck?

"This little emperor is really a proud son of heaven..." Muhaldar sighed. From the moment he mentioned this little emperor, Muhaldar was full of praise for this enemy.

Even if Kao Xian is not willing to listen, he has to admit that this little emperor is the most difficult enemy the Sultan has ever encountered!

It is not even an exaggeration to say that all the enemies encountered by Lord Sultan combined are not as powerful as the deterrent power of this little emperor alone!

"Hey, old man, don't always let other people's ambitions destroy your own authority! Tell me! Why doesn't this little emperor want Timur to cause chaos?"

Muhaldar shook his head, "I don't know any other reasons. There is only one reason I can think of."

"What?"

"If the little emperor assassinated the Sultan, Timur would be leaderless and quickly split. Timur's actual territory was not large, and most of the surrounding territories were conquered tributary states.

As long as the Sultan is here, Timur can't cause chaos, but if the Sultan dies, the little emperor will have to go through the Sultan's path all over again if he wants to swallow Timur whole.

But, now it seems that the little emperor doesn't even want to use this strength. He wants to wait for the moment when Lord Sultan's psychological defense line breaks down, and personally offer the complete Tamerlane...with both hands! "

"nonsense!"

When Kao Xian heard this, a gust of cold air exploded along the roots of his hair. He could only use anger to cover up his fear, widened his blood-red eyes, and roared.

But apart from roaring, this rough-and-tumble military minister of Timur could not think of a single retort.

What a huge ambition!

One mouthful, just one mouthful, to swallow Timur alive, whose territory is not inferior to that of the Ming Dynasty? !

How is he going to do it? !

Kao Xian was stunned on the spot, looking towards the east, and suddenly he was stunned.

I saw the Muhardar, the palace, and the sky in front of me, all atomized and rising, and the world turned into a black chaos!

In the black chaos, two golden lights suddenly appeared!

The golden light is moving and jumping up and down!

The more you open your eyes during the exam, the harder it will be to see clearly!

"Yes, it's golden eyes?!"

Kao Xian had forgotten how to breathe. He struggled to squint his eyes and finally saw what it was!

A huge dragon eye! Embedded in the dragon's eyes are double pupils!

Immediately afterwards, the other dragon eye also opened,

The two eyes looked around, and finally locked on the location of the royal city where Kao Xian was standing.

In just the blink of an eye, the dragon eyes that were far away in the horizon one second, led the entire dragon body to the front of Kaoxian with overwhelming momentum!

Kao Xian plopped down and sat down on the ground!

The hallucination dissipated, leaving only Kao Xian, who was soaked all over, slumped on the ground, breathing heavily.

"General, what's wrong with you?!"

Muhaldar had never seen such a frightened expression on Kaoxian's face. He rushed to Kaoxian's side and casually took Kaoxian's hand. He was surprised to find that Kaoxian's pulse was beating like a heavy drum!

Kaoxian's mind went blank, he looked to the east in astonishment and remained silent for a long time.

...........

kohevo

Zhang Yu, the general of Yan State, strode in with a military newspaper under his arm.

"Your Highness!"

Zhu Biao signaled Zhang Yu to wait. Zhang Yu immediately stood still, held his breath, and did not dare to make any more noise.

Zhu Biao turned his head and looked at his youngest son Zhu Yunxi. Although Zhu Yunxi still deliberately kept a distance from Zhu Biao, now, Zhu Yunxi was obviously much more positive.

"Yunxi, how do you serve this dish in its entirety?"

Zhu Yunxi looked intently in front of him. On the military sand table in front of him, located in the royal city of Tamerlane, dozens of small red flags were densely planted on it.

Each little red flag has a name on it,

Mengxu Timur, Muhardar, Kaoxian, Kemumu...

It can be seen that each little red flag represents an important person.

Zhu Yunxi hit the wooden edge of the sand table with his index finger. Then he raised his other hand and covered the royal city. He gathered all the small red flags and grabbed them down, bringing up a piece of flying sand.

"It's not enough to capture the thief and the king, we have to annihilate them all!"

Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yunxi with a proud expression. He remembered that Zhu Yunxi acted so dull in front of Zhu Yunxi before, which disappointed Zhu Biao again and again.

But now Zhu Yunxi does not hide his talent at all.

What Zhu Biao taught was also the art of emperors. Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Lord who was the best in the art of emperors in the world, taught all his skills to his eldest grandson, but he did not even give Zhu Yunxi any advice.

Zhu Yuanzhang's meaning is very clear. This is something passed down by a single line. Whoever becomes the emperor is qualified to learn it.

But Zhu Biao passed it on to his younger son Zhu Yunxi here. The meaning is not clear.

"You have the courage, but the planning is too rough and everyone is different. How can you just pull it out all together?

Your external force comes so fiercely and violently! Did you force the person who was still a little wavering to the other side? "

Although Zhu Biao was proud in his heart, his preaching was very harsh.

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he lowered his head and realized the roughness of his technique.

Zhu Biao rubbed Zhu Yunxi's head, then looked at Zhang Yu and asked,

"What did the Sultan agree to?"

Zhang Yu stood up and responded,

"Your Highness, this is what happened!"

"hehe."

Zhu Biao was an easy-going person with an energy that made people want to get close to him, so Zhang Yu asked one more question,

"Your Highness, how do you know that Mengxu Timur will agree?"

Zhu Biao took the small red flags in Zhu Yunxi's hand and inserted them one by one back into the royal city. He looked at the sand table and said casually,

"What's wrong with this? He has no choice."

"No choice?"

"Take you for example. If you lose your dignity in the army and your soldiers become suspicious of you, how long do you think you can be a general?"

Zhang Yu was stunned.

Zhu Biao's eyes flashed, and he meant something. He didn't know if he was mocking himself or if he was speaking to someone else.

"Haha, so it's not easy to be a high-ranking person. Sometimes it's just like this. I know clearly in my heart that I shouldn't do this.

But now that the atmosphere is here, we can only bite the bullet. "

(There are still two chapters left, so I’ll type them out slowly.)