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

Chapter 605 Giving You a Hard Time

At this moment, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and one of us tipped him off.

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned. The tribal chief was sweating profusely. His tribe was just a small tribe. If it weren't for the favors of the Timurid Emperor, they wouldn't have made it this far. Hearing this, he was even more frightened.

Could it be that I've been discovered? If I've been discovered, it won't be a good thing. My tribe's current strength will definitely suffer heavy losses.

Several tribal chiefs standing nearby, seeing him covered in sweat, spoke with disdain.

Why are you all sweaty? Is it that hot?

The man was startled upon hearing this and hurriedly replied.

"That's not it. It's just that I have some minor health issues. Please continue!"

At this moment, everyone frowned, having already noticed the strange thing about this person, and it seemed that they were related to him.

The leaders of several large tribes gathered together and spoke in hushed tones.

"It's probably that guy. I've heard before that he's been very close to the Emperor of Timur's Empire. I'm sure this is another alliance between them!"

"Damn it, even at this point, they're not thinking about their own tribe, they're still trying to contact the Emperor of Timur's Empire. Do they want to kill all of us before they're satisfied?!"

One of them nodded after hearing this.

"Since the Emperor of the Timurid Empire has sent his useless son here, we might as well give them a warning and also strengthen our ties with the Ming Dynasty so that we can submit to you as soon as possible. Only in this way can we satisfy the needs of our tribe!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. They didn't care about the Timurid Empire anymore; all they cared about was keeping their tribes alive.

At this time, the Golden Horde in the north learned of the Timurid Empire's heavy losses and was extremely pleased.

When the Timurid Empire was at its strongest, it utterly annihilated them, and they have now split into the Golden Horde, the White Horde, and other states. They have even lost their most elite Kipchak cavalry.

They had originally thought that the Timurid Empire would be able to unify this region, and that they might be able to enjoy some good days.

Who could have imagined that fortunes would turn so drastically in such a short time?

Now that the Ming Dynasty has defeated their main force, their remaining troops are not many. If they launch an attack now, they will definitely be able to retake those tribes.

Just as they were gearing up for an attack, the emperor of the Gyaltsen Empire suddenly sent his men to join forces with them.

They also promised that if they were willing to unite against the Ming Dynasty, they would hand over all the land they had previously occupied.

They could even give up half of the river region.

The Golden Horde was extremely surprised to learn of this news.

They had never seen such a good benefit before, so they agreed to it.

Regardless of how many benefits they could obtain, and moreover, the Ming Dynasty's strength was simply too formidable, even surpassing the mighty Timurid Empire.

They are no match for them. Once they defeat the Timurid Empire, the only thing left to do is to expand westward, at which point they will be in danger.

None of the countries they encountered along the way that were part of the Ming Empire had a good ending.

At this moment, in the palace of the Timurid Empire, a minister looked at his emperor with some hesitation and said.

"Does Your Majesty really intend to hand over half of the Transoxiana region to them in the future?" Isn't that a bit too dangerous?

The emperor of Timur's empire sneered.

"This fertile land in the river region was hard-won for us, how could we possibly hand it over to them so easily!"

"Don't worry, I was just telling them. I believe their army is no match for the Ming Dynasty. The reason we brought them under our control is simply to strengthen our forces!"

"By then, we will still be stronger than them. Do you think they can force us to hand over these places?"

"The most important things between nations are interests and strength!"

"As long as I don't have this strength, I will take back everything I've lost sooner or later. What we need now is time, and we must make the most of this time."

The minister standing nearby nodded in agreement.

By this time, Zhu Xiong Ying and the tribal leaders had almost finished their discussions. When they learned that the Emperor of Timur had sent an unfavored prince to the front lines, their eyes were full of disdain.

Sending an unfavored prince at this time would not have any effect; on the contrary, it would only make these tribes more convinced that the court had abandoned them.

Sure enough, his alliance with these tribes grew stronger and stronger.

Just then, the fourth prince of Timur's Empire arrived at the Western Hills camp, and he was very uneasy.

There was some confusion, but also some pleasant surprises.

What's confusing is that I've never been on a battlefield before, and I don't know what will happen next, but what's exciting is that I now have some power.

Previously, I didn't have the qualifications to compete with my older brothers, but maybe this time I will.

Just then, a group of soldiers arrived at the place, and the leader was holding a head in his hand.

This puzzled him greatly, and he looked at the tribal chief and said...

"This leader doesn't know what this man did wrong, or why he wanted to kill him!"

At this moment, the leader sneered and said.

“Our tribes on the grasslands should all know their place. This man not only didn’t have any self-awareness, but he also wanted to harm all our tribes. So we united and killed him beforehand.”

"His Highness should have no objections, right?"

Upon hearing this, the Fourth Prince frowned. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this person must have some connection with the Ming Dynasty and was disregarding the interests of the people on the grasslands.

Killing him now is a perfectly normal thing to do.

After thinking that such a traitorous fellow should have thought of this place, he nodded with a smile.

"I think so too. A traitor like him deserves to die. I'm new here and don't know much about court affairs. I'll need your help in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the leading leaders were completely bewildered.

Weren't they supposed to be here to intimidate us? How did it turn out like this?
(End of this chapter)