Seeing Zhu Su's certainty, none of them had any objections. So Zhu Su left the camp with 500 Ming troops and headed fifteen miles west of Sanchakou.
The Wala people set up camp with their backs on the mountains, and Zhu Su did not hide his traces. From a distance, I saw someone in the Wala Camp looking over to see what was going on here, and then someone blew a horn. Then the camp was crowded with people, and a cavalry army came out of the camp to greet Zhu Su and others.
After confirming that the opponent's approach was not a charge, Zhu Su waved his hand, and the Ming army's five hundred cavalry suddenly stopped motionless, leaving only the sound of their flags being blown by the mountain wind.
The other side also stopped, and the two cavalry troops looked at each other from a distance. However, Zhu Su could clearly feel that there was a sense of scrutiny and caution in the other person's eyes. After a while, a Wala general wearing an iron helmet came out of the crowd in a show of force, rushed to the Ming army's formation and shouted in broken Chinese: "By the order of the great Lord Wala, the Ming army on the opposite side, Tell me your purpose of coming!"
Zhu Su's eyes condensed, and he nodded towards Wu Ting beside him, so Wu Ting stepped out from the crowd and replied: "My name is Wu Ting. According to the previous agreement, I have brought the most powerful person from the Ming Dynasty." Distinguished big shot, come to discuss trade matters with the leader of Wala!"
"A distinguished big shot?" General Nawala looked up and down at Zhu Su, who was surrounded in the middle and dressed in luxurious clothes. Then the man actually pulled out the scimitar from his waist and laughed wildly: "The Lord of Wala once said that only ten of you are allowed to come."
"Why are you bringing so many people with you? Is it because the people of Ming Dynasty despise the agreement with me, Wala, or are the nobles of Ming Dynasty all extremely cowardly, and no one dares to walk without courage?"
As if he was deliberately showing off his power, he reined in the horse and made the horse turn in a circle in the center of both sides, so that both armies could clearly hear the taunt.
On the Wala side, when they heard this, they laughed and echoed. On the Ming side, everyone was filled with indignation. However, due to the lack of military orders, although everyone blushed, no one spoke.
"You..." Wu Ting was also furious and wanted to retort, but he was clumsy with words and was so angry that he could not speak.
Zhu Su, however, had a calm expression on his face, and did not feel offended at all. No matter how the Ora general and the Ora troops behind him poured jeers and obscenities on him, they remained unmoved at all.
On the other hand, Zhu Di, who was wearing an ordinary general's armor next to him, had a slightly dark complexion. However, this time he had listened to Zhu Su's words before coming out, so he did not move. Zhu Su asked him deliberately: "Fourth brother, what do you think should be done?"
Zhu Di turned his head slightly and looked at General Wala in front of him who was holding a knife and looking down at them with great hatred. He squeezed out two words through his teeth:
"Deserves to be killed!"
In fact, he also knew in his heart that the ultimate purpose of coming here was to negotiate. When he was at Ohontang, the old Confucian gentlemen had taught him that the so-called war of words between the two countries, that is, negotiations, the most important thing is to pay attention to your words and be magnanimous in order to show the magnanimity of a great country.
This is especially true if the other party is a barbarian. The barbarians do not practice etiquette and often speak wildly and arrogantly. As a negotiating envoy, you should have the ability to do what you say. There's nothing wrong with being a little humiliated in order to achieve the ultimate goal.
Therefore, even though he said these two words, he was just saying harsh words to vent his emotions.
But he didn't expect that after hearing this, his younger brother just curled his lips and said lightly:
"In that case, let's kill him."
"Dog."
"yes."
Zhu Di turned his head in surprise, but before he could question, he saw the silent dog behind Zhu Su suddenly raised his bow and set an arrow. Then, an arrow shot through the sky like a flying star, with a "swish" sound, and pierced the man directly. General Wala still had a proud look on his face.
"Ah!" The general only had time to let out a scream, and immediately fell off his horse. The arrow entered from between his eyebrows and hit the back of his head. The arrow came out from the back of the iron helmet. It was obvious that he was already dead and could no longer die. .
Both armies were suddenly silent, as if they had not expected this scene. Only the war horse "Kululu" whose owner had died neighed and ran back to the Wala people's position.
"This?" Zhu Di was stunned. He looked at Zhu Su. Why was this fifth brother more impulsive than himself? Could it be that he didn't want to talk anymore?
What about the great power and magnanimity promised?
Is it time to prepare for a fight?
His whole body suddenly became tense, but he heard Zhang Ding beside him laugh and say: "What a handsome shooting skill, Your Highness, this young father-in-law is not a Han, right?"
The tone was relaxed and there was no hint of nervousness at all.
"Although the dog is a Jurchen, he has done a lot for me, just like the Han people." Zhu Su just replied lightly. Also calm.
"..." Zhu Di was stunned for a moment. Hearing that the two were still chatting casually about unrelated matters, he unconsciously let go of the hand holding the sword hilt at his waist.
Both of them were unwary, and he had already realized that this move had its own meaning.
The Wala people on the other side who were originally stunned also reacted at this time. Just like a drop of water dropped into a boiling oil pan, the Walas started making crazy noises.
"How dare Ming Gou kill someone!"
"They killed Huo'er Huda!"
"Kill them all!"
"kill!"
The five-hundred-watt cavalrymen burst out with frenzied killing intent, shouting and cursing at the Ming Dynasty cavalry formation opposite. Some people even want to mount their horses and charge directly to kill them.
Zhu Su calmly reined in the horse, ignoring the overwhelming murderous intent of these Wala people, and walked to the front of the team. The horse's hooves just stepped on the chest of the Wala corpse.
"Shut up, you scoundrels."
"I am the son of the great founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty who defeated the despicable descendants of Kublai Khan, expelled the Bo'er Jijin and Tuohuan Temmu'er, and successfully established China as the capital. I am the noble vassal prince of the Ming Dynasty. Wang Zhusu!”
"With your status, you are not worthy of talking to this king!"
"This person dared to speak rudely to the noble king, and he has been killed by the king. Who else among you dares to provoke the king's dignity? Who else?"
Zhu Su stepped on the corpse and shouted loudly. The long list of extremely bluffing names actually suppressed the momentum of the clamoring Ora cavalry.
Wala and even the Great Yuan Dynasty have always paid attention to the dignity of blood. The nobles slaughter the inferiors like cattle and horses. If the man in front of him was really a big shot in the Ming Dynasty, and he was talked to by someone who was not worthy of talking to him, and he killed someone because he felt offended, this reason seemed not unacceptable to these Wala people.
"Let your master come out! Only he is barely worthy of my status as king!" Zhu Su continued to shout.
There was another moment of silence, and then a Mongolian man with a thin face and a mustache came out from the Oara army. The man stepped forward and said to Zhu Su:
"It seems that the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty has no sincerity in negotiating with Wala, so the great Lord of Wala will naturally not show up. It is obvious that only ten people will come, but why do they bring so many guards?"
This man was obviously much smarter than the previous general. He was careful not to anger Zhu Su with his words, but focused on Mingren's "breach of contract." The Chinese he spoke was also more fluent than that of the person just now.
"Is it possible that Wala is afraid of the power of the Ming Dynasty? Or does he think that ten people from the Ming Dynasty are worth five hundred Wala people?" This time, Zhu Su looked proud.
"My Ming Dynasty is a country of etiquette. Since I came here, I will naturally do it with sincerity. But if the Oara people are afraid of us, then let's not talk about this meeting!"
"It's just that the bloodline of the golden family, Brother Ali, will forever miss the opportunity to shame our ancestors because of this cowardice and stupidity."
"From then on, he completely turned into a shepherd dog raised by Kublai Khan, and he could no longer raise his head."
Zhu Su sneered, then immediately turned his horse and returned to the Ming army's formation.
(End of chapter)
