"what you up to?"
Seeing that the emperor didn't say anything, Tulu Baihu slowly walked out of the team and stared at Aduqin, who had a scowl on his face.
"Want to take revenge on Ben Khan? Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a round-robin battle, Ben Khan will take care of it!"
"Revenge? Haha..."
A Duqin sneered, and then he had a complex look on his face: "You betrayed us first, and then we betrayed Jiannu and Fusang. After all, we are all the same, but you are luckier.
We don't know what the future will bring. We just ask that because you were once our leader, you can take care of our people. That's enough!
Our personal letters and personal keepsakes, as well as the imperial edicts, the tribesmen will cooperate with you very well. "
After saying this, Abdul Qin paused for a moment and laughed at himself: "To be honest, we really hated you before this, but now, we have to thank you!"
Thank me?
Thank me for what? Thank you for betraying you?
Turubaihu looked confused.
Before he could say anything, Aduqin turned around and looked at the five or six tribe leaders and the remaining nearly two hundred personal guards, and said loudly: "Everyone, our repeated offenses against the Ming Dynasty are to obtain food and necessary items from the Ming Dynasty, so that the tribes can People's lives are better,
Now the Emperor of Ming Dynasty has promised to give us a way to survive, and our goal has been achieved!
The tribe may be gone, but the tribe's beliefs will always exist.
Although the process was a bit tortuous and the methods were a bit extreme, our goal was achieved, which is enough. The tribesmen will understand us.
Tulu Baihu, if you can't do it, I will fight you back in the underworld.
Brothers, let’s meet again in the next life, this Khan has taken the first step, hahaha…”
After laughing, Aduqin pulled out the scimitar from his waist, pulled out a beautiful sword flower, and gently drew it across his neck.
Who doesn’t want to survive? He thought too, but he knew that during the Ming Dynasty's Northern Campaign, the establishment of slaves was eliminated and the north was stabilized, then those who raised the army would never be allowed to live.
Letting them live would be disrespectful to the thousands of soldiers who fought hard.
The leaders and guards in the circle also moved, some scratched their necks, and some stabbed into their hearts.
Then he fell to the ground with a thud, and blood spurted out, looking even more red and poignant under the setting sun.
What is surprising is that the direction these people fell was northwest, which was the direction of the grassland.
In particular, several leaders such as A Duqin did not fall down, but were kneeling.
Although there is no breath, his eyes are still wide open, with a look of nostalgia for the world and the tribe.
Even though everyone has experienced countless battles and is used to life and death, they are still a little sad at this moment.
As military commanders, they are not qualified, but as leaders of tribes, they are still qualified.
Seeing his former ally of the same clan commit suicide in front of him, Tulu Baihu's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness, like a rabbit dying and a fox dying, but it flashed away immediately.
Although he betrayed, he survived after all, and was the only surviving leader of the Mongolian tribes.
Rather than handing over the Ming Dynasty officials to rule the Mongolian tribes, it is better to have your own people rule your own people.
From this aspect, one's own rebellion is of great value and strategic significance.
He understood clearly and understood the meaning of A Duqin's words of thanks.
It seemed that his surrender had been discussed in advance.
After comforting himself, Tulu Baihu turned around and smashed his knees straight to the ground, saying sadly: "Your Majesty, although they are sorry for the Ming Dynasty, they are definitely right for the people.
I ask your majesty to allow me to take them back to the grassland and hand them over to their tribes! "
"allow!"
Chongzhen nodded, and the sergeant of the Warrior Battalion stepped forward to check.
Tulubaihu commanded his personal guards to gather the leaders of these tribes together and walked towards the mountains in the distance. It seemed that they were cremated and brought back to Mongolia.
"Your Majesty, how will they deal with it?"
Listening to Yuan Keli's voice, Chongzhen looked up.
After clearing away the leaders of the Mongolian tribes, the scene suddenly became empty, and the kneeling Huang Taiji, Yagyu Munenomi and others were particularly conspicuous.
Chongzhen first glanced at the crowd and instantly locked onto Huang Taiji, but after just a quick glance, he aimed at Fusang's generals.
"Which one is Yagyu Munenuki?"
"Your Majesty, this is it!"
Cao Bianjiao pointed to the middle one and said.
Looking in the direction he was pointing, he saw an old man of medium height, slightly thinner, and with a slightly yellowish complexion. However, from his exposed skin, one could clearly see the explosive power hidden under the sharp-edged muscles. .
It is somewhat related to the information that the Fuso Swordsman is among the top three in strength.
After thinking about it, Chongzhen said in a cold voice: "Take Huang Taiji and the other slave-building generals into custody and put them under strict guard by the Warrior Battalion. After our troops return to the court, I will sacrifice the prisoners at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and then execute them in Ling Chi!"
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze. This scene made Huang Taiji and other Jiannu generals extremely embarrassed and angry.
Chongzhen completely ignored them.
To be honest, it was indeed the case. Chongzhen had thought about this scene countless times, and wanted to scold and ridicule him after being captured, but at this moment, he was too lazy to take a direct look.
He is already a prisoner and is not at the same level as himself. If he ridicules him now, doesn't it make him look like he has no class or grace?
Didn't it fulfill Huang Taiji's wish?
"As for Yagyu Munenki and others, forget it, don't take them to Beijing. I'm afraid that this kind of thing that has no bottom line and human ethics will dirty the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"
It’s heartbreaking to kill someone!
Yagyu Munenomi and Hoshina Masayuki, who could understand the Ming Dynasty, had extremely angry faces.
"Li Ruolian, I'll leave him to you. He is Fusang's intelligence controller, and you are the Ming Dynasty's intelligence controller. I want to see if you can get him to speak and squeeze out everything he knows!"
"I obey the decree!"
Li Ruolian's face became serious.
According to the information, Yagyu Munenomi is the founder of the 'New Insin-ryu' swordsmanship. His main purpose is to seize the opponent's weapons and try to save the lives of both parties, so it is called a living sword. To put it bluntly, it is psychological warfare.
The idea of the military strategy in the "Book of Military Experts" written by him is to defeat the enemy without fighting. To put it bluntly, it is psychological warfare. He is also the only military strategist in Fuso who is proficient in this battle.
The previous children and girls blocking the enemy, as well as the various arrangements on the battlefield, are indeed similar.
He has superb swordsmanship and incomparable toughness.
It can be said that this kind of person is the most difficult person Jin Yiwei has ever encountered, and it is even more difficult to get him to speak.
"Someone, bring..."
Da da……
There was a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats, and two war horses were seen rushing towards them from the southeast. A sergeant from the Warrior Battalion immediately rushed to meet them. After a while, a letter was brought over.
"Your Majesty, the Jin Yiwei rushed to Fusang, and the Nanhai Navy sent it to Pi Island through a warship, and transferred it here from Pi Island!"
Listening to what the warrior camp said, Chongzhen, Yuan Keli and other ministers who knew about Fusang's plan were instantly shocked.
Chongzhen took the information and scanned it quickly. The smile on his face became stronger and stronger. He looked at Yagyu Munenomi, who had not yet been escorted away. He saw that the faces of the two people changed drastically, and they were full of fear.
Seeing this, I suddenly had a plan in mind.
Chongzhen snorted coldly in his heart and said to himself: "Hmph, you think you are the only one who can play psychological warfare? I'll show you how to play it once too!"
