The red blood was flowing, the body was motionless, and the hall was filled with silence.
Timur put away the knife, his cold and stern gaze making people shudder. Benya trembled and slumped on the ground, his eyes full of fear.
"Is anyone still advising Benyasili to leave Samarkand?"
Timur's majestic voice spread.
Everyone looked at the corpse on the ground and chose silence. Ben Yasili's face turned pale, his head lowered and he did not dare to speak any more.
Mirza Muhammad walked out and rebuked Benyasili and others: "When you were down and about to die, it was the great Sultan who took you in and blocked the conspiracy of the Walas and Tatars for you, but you wanted to oppose it. Sultan, abandon the Sultan and go away. You are such an ungrateful person. If the Sultan had not thought that you have the same roots and ancestors, he would have killed you long ago. Why don't you thank me?"
Benya Shili's mouth was full of bitterness and he lay on the ground unwillingly.
I think back then, during the civil strife in Beiyuan, Hashiha killed Li Bala bought by his father, and had to flee in order to survive. It’s not that Benya Shili never thought about escaping eastward and defecting to Arutai and other Tatar tribes. It’s just that Benya Shili knew clearly that Arutai didn’t dare to be an enemy of Hashiha, and what he wanted was revenge. Destroy Hashiha and Wala.
Therefore, after traveling thousands of miles, experiencing life and death, and escaping to the Timur Empire, I originally wanted to use Timur's hand to lead troops eastward to destroy Ha Shiha, but I misjudged Timur's ambition!
Although he is a lame old man with white hair, his ambition is far greater than he imagined.
Timur did not want the life of Khashiha, nor did he want Oara, but he wanted the whole world, wanted to restore the territory of the Mongol Empire when it was the strongest, and wanted to become the second Genghis Khan. No, he wanted to To become an existence beyond Genghis Khan!
Benya's loss was very painful. Although Timur did not imprison him in the past few years, and even allowed him to recruit Tatar exiles, he never thought of letting him go back. He proposed it once, refused it once, and proposed it again. Once, he killed someone.
"Thank you Sultan for not killing me!"
Benya shouted in disbelief, but he was cursing in his heart.
But the curse could not kill people, and Benya lost the opportunity to return to the grassland. To be precise, he lost the opportunity to return to the grassland on his own initiative.
The main hall was cleaned, and Benya retreated. Timur summoned his children, grandchildren, and generals to inquire about preparations for the Eastern Campaign.
Milan Shah reported: "Preparations for the Eastern Expedition are in progress in an orderly manner. The number of cattle, sheep, camels and other livestock has exceeded 300,000. Brave and capable soldiers are being recruited. By the end of next year, there will be 200,000 elites listening to the Sultan. The sound of the whip."
"End of next year?"
Timur looked a little ugly and said seriously: "You should have heard it, too. The clown in Yili has offended several times. Military information was sent from Huozhan (name of place) three times, and even more from Shalu and Hague (name of place). Five times! Shamichagan is determined to be my enemy. At the beginning of next summer, I want to see 200,000 sergeants, 800,000 livestock, and 1 million civilians. Get ready."
Miransha took a deep breath and hurriedly persuaded: "Sultan, no, the sergeants have been fighting for years and finally recuperated for two years. If they are suddenly called up early, I am afraid it will affect the morale of the army."
"Military spirit? I have military spirit here! Compared with opening up territories and achieving great things, what is spending time with my family? I like fighting and hate these days without the sound of soldiers and horses. Mishalan, you are my son, obey Take my orders."
Timur said sternly.
Misalan swallowed. It will be less than five months until the beginning of next summer. It is a terrible thing to mobilize such a large number of livestock and recruit such a large number of people within five months.
If time is too tight, problems can easily arise.
But Misalan couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to agree.
Shaharul saw that Timur was thinking of going on an expedition, so he added fuel to the fire: "I heard that the Tatar ghost Lichi poisoned Anke Timur of Hami to death, and Shami Chagan raised troops to attack the Tatars. . Hami has become a mess, this is our opportunity."
Qasuyeddin frowned. Shaharul's words were not taken into account. Whether Hami was in chaos or not had nothing to do with whether Timur went on an expedition. Even if the unity there was as strong as iron, Timur was still forging iron. Besides, the news of the Tatar retreat has reached here, and Shamichagan's wise martial arts has been praised again. This is what makes Timur unhappy.
Timur waved his hand, sat on a chair made of gold, and said: "Hami is just a small land. You should have a wider land in your sights. The Ming Dynasty is our real enemy. I sent three waves in succession. The envoys were blocked outside Jiayuguan by a guy named Song Sheng. I really want to meet this guy for a while and make him pay for his rudeness."
After hearing this, Mirza Muhammad stepped forward and said: "The Ming Dynasty is a small thief who usurped the country, not a general of the Sultan. Once grandpa goes out to fight, my grandson is willing to be a pioneer and capture Zhu Yunwen's son and dance for grandpa." For fun.”
"Ha ha--"
Timur was very useful.
Looking around the world, except for the enemy Daming, no one is worthy of being Timur's opponent. The clowns of Wala can only tremble and hibernate now. The Tatars have declined to the point of poisoning and acting as villains. They are no longer brave men and cannot be their opponents.
"Speaking of dancing, I think of a person."
Timur stopped smiling.
Muhammad and others asked: "Who?"
Tamerlane said with a cold face: "A little man who has not surrendered yet, Milansha, let someone bring Fu An over."
Miransha agreed and ordered to go down.
In the dim prison, Fu An huddled on the damp straw mat with disheveled hair. The tattered quilt on his body could not resist the cold at all.
The cell door opened.
Fu An sat up, looked at the approaching sergeant, and asked, "Why, Timur has destroyed another country. Thinking of me, are you going to show off?"
The sergeant snorted coldly: "Letting you out is a favor from the Sultan to you. Stop talking nonsense."
When we left the prison, the light was very dazzling.
Fu An closed his eyes, his body was pushed, and he almost fell down. He slowly adapted to the light, and saw countless craftsmen and civilians gathering in the distance, building some tall buildings, and there were sergeants patrolling the periphery.
It seems that Timur conquered another country and captured countless craftsmen and people.
Fu An walked towards the splendid palace city, waited outside the palace for a while, and was introduced into the palace.
Fu An has been here many times and is very familiar with it.
Timur looked at Fu An, who had his chest puffed out and a dirty but arrogant face, and said with a smile: "Fu An, do you know the Ottoman Empire? Yes, its monarch is Bayezid, who is also known as Lightning. , but he has become my prisoner. I once used him as my bench. I once made his wife dance naked in front of the courtiers. No matter how powerful the person was, he surrendered in front of me. You still don’t surrender now. To me?"
Muhammad, Miran Shah and others frowned. When did Timur let Bayezid take the bench? When did his wife dance? Why didn't we see her? But looking at Timur's teasing eyes, he might be putting pressure on Fu An.
Fu An sneered and shouted loudly: "Bayesit surrendered, is it a big deal? What does it have to do with me if he surrenders? I, Fu An, am an envoy personally sent by the Ming Emperor, a minister of the emperor, and a barbarian Is the king’s kneeling worthy of comparison with mine?”
"What a tough guy, I think you are looking for death!"
Timur was outraged.
Fu An took a step forward without fear: "People are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death? Timur, you can continue to imprison me, but I believe that one day, I will return to the Ming Dynasty! And at that time, you Will be a complete loser!"
"Me? Loser?"
Timur walked towards Fu An lamely, holding the handle of the knife at his waist.
There was an unyielding and sneer in Fu An's eyes, and he was unafraid of death. Others couldn't help but admire this frail middle-aged man. There seemed to be a force in his bones that was supporting him.
"I tell you, I have conquered all the powerful enemies in the west, and I have no worries. Next year, I will raise an army of 800,000 people and flatten every inch of the Ming Dynasty. I will massacre the people of the Ming Dynasty in front of you. City after city, I want the emperor of Ming Dynasty to kneel in front of me, step on his head, and tell him that I am the only real strong man in this world, and anyone who does not surrender to me will die!"
Timur shouted angrily.
Fu An was startled, looked at Timur approaching, and immediately calmed down: "You want to attack the Ming Dynasty? Haha, okay, very good, then go, that will be your grave. It's best to take me with you, I will watch you bury yourself step by step."
"Then let's see who is more powerful, Ming or me! Someone, take me down here!"
Tamerlane stopped his murderous intention and gave the order angrily.
The sergeant quickly stepped forward and took Fu An away.
Fu An walked back to the prison step by step, his eyes flashing with uncertainty and worry.
Nine years!
For the first time in nine years, Fu An felt fear.
As early as the early Hongwu period, when the Timur Empire rose, Timur had already targeted the Ming Dynasty, but he chose to "proclaim himself a vassal and pay tribute" and sent envoys to the Ming Dynasty. On the one hand, he collected military intelligence about the Ming Dynasty, and on the other hand, he joined forces to control the Ming Dynasty. In preparation for the Eastern Expedition, there were wars in all directions in successive years, expanding the territory of Timur's empire.
In the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu's reign, Zhu Yuanzhang sent himself to lead an envoy to Samarkand to discuss diplomatic relations with Timur. However, Timur was very ambitious and used various excuses to keep more than a thousand people accompanying Fu An. They were transferred away and used as slaves, and he was also detained by Timur.
Timur wanted to make him surrender, telling him the Ming Dynasty's military intelligence, border defense layout, rivers and lakes. If he didn't surrender, Timur asked someone to take him to visit the countries in the Western Regions, boasting about how vast the territory of Timur's empire was. The country, how powerful the country is, wants to force itself to submit.
How can the dignified ministers of the Ming Dynasty submit to a barbarian country in the Western Regions?
Su Wu is in front, and I, Fu An, are behind. I would rather die than disgrace the king's life!
