The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 212 Tribal Conflicts
In order to form an alliance with the Tuohuochi tribe, Kuokuo gave them all the gold and silver treasures he had managed to plunder.

Even after all that was done, it was to no avail. The leader of the Tuohuo Chi tribe still believed that Kuo Kuo was doing this to lull him into a false sense of security so that he could launch a surprise attack on his tribe.

This made him furious.

Within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the scouts' forces suffered a devastating blow.

There has been no news since then, and we have no idea how Minmin and Haibie are doing.

At that moment, a soldier walked in.

"Your Highness, this is a letter from Lord Bayanbo!"

Kökö Temür opened the letter in his hand and stood up abruptly from his chair.

"what?"

"How could this happen?"

Bayan Bo's letter this time was very long, including his observations in the Ming Dynasty, and even the events involving Minmin Timur and the scouts were recorded in great detail.

Kökö Temür gathered all his advisors together.

"Gentlemen, this letter was sent to me by Bayan Bo. Please take a look at its contents!"

After reading the familiar content, everyone fell silent.

It's fair to say there's not a single good news item here; it's all terrible news.

The scouts were wiped out, the assassination of Zhu Xiong Ying failed, Princess Hai Bie went missing, and Princess Min Min is now hiding in the Prince Qin's mansion, where she could be exposed at any time.

The Ming Dynasty's national strength has become even stronger, and its combat power is much stronger than before. It has also developed a very special army, and the Ming Dynasty wants to do business with them and buy their wool.

This is what a strategist said.

"Your Highness, since the princess's plan has failed, it would be more harmful than beneficial for her to stay in the Ming Dynasty. It would be better to find a way to bring her back. Otherwise, if the rebels in the Ming Dynasty find out the truth, her life or death may be in danger!"

Kökö Temür's eyes were filled with resentment.

He had painstakingly planned to get Minmin into the territory of the Ming Dynasty, but he never expected that the scouts he had secretly trained for many years would be wiped out.

"The problem is that the border areas are under too much control right now, making it difficult for our people to go south. Even if they did manage to go south, Yingtian Prefecture is the stronghold of the Ming Dynasty's Emperor Zhu, so the chances of us sneaking in are not very high!"

The mission has been accomplished, but how to bring Minmin Timur back is a huge problem.

Originally, the plan was that even if Zhu Yuanzhang and Crown Prince Zhu Biao couldn't be killed while they were on a tour, if Zhu Xiong Ying in Yingtian Prefecture were eliminated, the entire prefecture would be thrown into chaos. At that time, it wouldn't be too much of a problem to bring the two of them back amidst the chaos. But the current situation is truly a headache.

Then another person stepped forward and spoke.

"Since the Ming Dynasty wants to exchange grain, tea, and other things for our wool, why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to do business with the Ming Dynasty and place our people there!"

"Besides, wool is useless on the grassland, so it's better to use it to exchange for something more practical!"

“In the past two years, many people in our tribe have frozen or starved to death every winter!”

The thought of food issues gives customers a headache.

They used to be able to raid and plunder in the south, but since the Ming Dynasty set up heavy troops on the border and kept a close watch on various places, their opportunities have become fewer and fewer.

Before they could seize much food and people, the Ming army arrived directly, and some Ming soldiers even took the opportunity to bite off a piece of their own, which was really a losing proposition.

"If we could exchange some useless wool for some grain, it wouldn't be a bad thing," said Kuoko, frowning.

"Wool is indeed useless on the grasslands, but why would the Ming Dynasty's Emperor Zhu buy it?"

"Could this thing possibly be of some use?"

Everyone shook their heads. They had no idea what this thing was good for; they couldn't very well burn it as firewood for warmth.

At that moment, the aide spoke.

"Regardless of what use this wool may be, we must do this business with Emperor Zhu. Our tribe has far too little food right now. If we don't do this business, we may not have enough to survive the winter!"

"More importantly, we are not the only tribe on the grassland. If we don't act first, other tribes will definitely attack us, and then we can only watch as they become stronger!"

Upon hearing this, Kökö Temür gritted his teeth in hatred.

This is an open conspiracy, but there seems to be no way to break it.

After thinking for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems this is the only way now!"

Kökökö immediately ordered the tribes under his command to start collecting wool, saying that the wool could be used to exchange for food.

His men were extremely excited when they heard the news; this was a great opportunity.

Grain is extremely rare on the grasslands, as are other things like tea.

If we can really take this opportunity to get these things, as for some wool, those are things that can be thrown away anywhere, and there's nowhere to put them.

Soon, wool, which had previously gone unnoticed, became incredibly popular, with many people exchanging it for other items every day.

The unusual situation of the Kökö Temür tribe was quickly learned by other tribes.

The strongest reaction came from the Tuohuo Chi tribe, which was closest to him.

The Tuohuoqi tribe can be considered an old and established tribe in this area. Previously, the grasslands in this area belonged to their tribe, but since Kökö Temür came to this place, his sphere of influence has shrunk considerably.

On one hand, they had to defend against the Ming army in the south, and on the other hand, they needed to defend against Kökö Temür.

"What did you say? That guy Kökö is actually collecting wool like crazy. What's the use of that stuff? He's even using wool to barter for food. Has he gone mad?"

The people below all shook their heads; clearly, they didn't know the reason either.

At this moment, a centurion stepped forward.

"Chief, this is great news!"

“We still have a lot of useless wool in our tribe. Let’s collect it all and exchange it for some food in the tribe of Kuoko!”

"We don't have much food right now. If this continues, many more people will probably die by winter!"

Tuohuochi shook his head.

“I don’t think things are that simple. With Kuo Kuo’s shrewdness, he would never do a losing business. The fact that he’s so ruthlessly exploiting people must be for a reason. You don’t need to say more about this. I think we should wait for news from Gu Shiwen before making any plans!”

"I suspect that Kuokuo's actions are definitely related to the Ming Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)