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

Chapter 611 Then play music and then dance

At this point, Suttridamer and Ankhtanshuridamer stated that they would not take the blame for anything, that they had never done such a thing, and that they would never admit to doing such a thing.

For a moment, the two sides started hurling insults at each other, while everyone else just watched the spectacle, as if the truth of the matter no longer mattered.

The news quickly reached Zhu Xiong Ying's camp, and upon hearing it, Zhu Xiong Ying burst into laughter.

"It's quite interesting. The Delhi Sultanate is in complete chaos right now, but thankfully they still have some sense and have maintained their restraint to prevent a full-blown war!"

"It would be interesting if they started fighting!"

Lan Yu, who was standing to the side, said with a smile.

"These guys only care about power; they're destined to amount to nothing. Right now, all we need to do is face our enemies. They definitely won't attack us!"

Zhu Xiong Ying smiled immediately after hearing what Lan Yu had said.

Why would my great-uncle have such an idea? You see, although the Delhi Sultanate is currently in turmoil, they still have a large army. If they were to attack us at this time, we probably wouldn't be a match for them.

After hearing these words, Lan Yu shook her head smugly.

"That's not easy!"

"These guys want to fight for the rights of the Delhi Sultanate, and besides their own strength, they must also get some outside help!"

“Previously, they had two external allies: us and the Timurid Empire!”

"But the Timurid Empire is already struggling to survive and has absolutely no power to support them. So the only one who can provide them with help right now is our Great Ming!"

"Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for them to have a conflict with our Great Ming at this time, otherwise they would be courting death."

Even if they manage to win a battle by sheer luck, they will then face the boundless wrath of the Great Ming Dynasty!

"More importantly, if our Ming Dynasty helps its opponents, it will definitely cause them even greater losses!"

"Now that these three forces have joined together, none of them can afford to make the first move, otherwise they will definitely suffer the consequences!"

"As long as we don't take the initiative to help them at this time, they will continue to maintain this situation, which is the most advantageous situation for us!"

Everyone smiled upon hearing this, and Zhu Xiong Ying nodded in satisfaction.

As expected, everyone who participated in the war during this period has grown a lot, and only on the battlefield can people grow the fastest.

With these generals stationed to guard the various daimyo, the upcoming battles will be very stable, and the possibility of me running around everywhere will probably not be very high.

At this moment, all the tribal leaders in the Xishan camp were already considering how to surrender to the Ming Dynasty. Just then, a person quietly appeared in a corner and came to a tent, which was the tent where the Fourth Prince was located.

The fourth prince watched the song and dance performance in front of him with a smile, feeling extremely happy. At this moment, he seemed to realize something and said with a smile.

"Interesting, very interesting indeed! You may continue playing music and dancing, I, the prince, am going to the restroom!"

Not long after, he staggered to the side of the latrine.

A man in black was already waiting in this place. Just then, the Fourth Prince's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the man in front of him and said.

"How about it?"

"Have you investigated the matter I was asked to investigate thoroughly?"

The man nodded after hearing that.

"These people are now considering how to defect to the Ming Dynasty; they have already betrayed us!" "They also killed that previous general, but some of them are still very dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty, which is why this matter has not yet been resolved!"

The fourth prince nodded after hearing this.

"As expected, this mission is not an easy one. Among my brothers, I am the least valued one. However, they often do not realize that the force I have is the strongest. This is a good opportunity for me to gain more power!"

"Don't make a fuss yet. Then slowly arrange meetings with those tribal chiefs who are still hesitant. It would be best if you could bring them all under my command!"

"If this is done well, I will surely be the one to rule the world!"

"Once I reach that position, I will definitely treat you well!"

Upon hearing this, the man spoke with great excitement.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"If it weren't for Your Highness, I wouldn't be here today. I will dedicate myself to the cause of the Fourth Prince until my dying breath!"

The fourth prince nodded in satisfaction after hearing this.

After the man left, the Fourth Prince's eyes gleamed with a sharp, hawk-like gaze.

"Only those who laugh last laugh best!"

"In this game, you are all destined to be toys, and there can only be one true winner, and that is me!"

Thinking about this, he felt extremely proud.

Several guards were already waiting outside, many of whom were there to monitor the Fourth Prince.

The crowd was filled with doubt.

"The Fourth Prince has been inside for so long, why hasn't he come out yet?"

Just as the group was about to go in to check, they heard a sound coming from inside. The Fourth Prince staggered out, looking quite drunk, probably because he had drunk a lot of wine earlier.

At this moment, the Fourth Prince looked at them and said in one breath.

"The food I've been eating lately has been terrible, and now I'm feeling unwell. And this wine is nowhere near as good as the wine in the palace!"

"But on this battlefield, we'll just have to make do with drinking it!"

After saying that, he swaggered away from those places, and everyone who saw this looked at him with disdain.

You have to understand that drinking is absolutely forbidden on the battlefield. We've already met so many of his demands, yet he's still not satisfied and keeps complaining.

Everyone was extremely displeased.

They then reported this news to the tribal chiefs, who, far from being angry, were extremely pleased.

This illustrates that the Fourth Prince was a complete and utter wastrel.

This is a wonderful thing for them.

This at least shows that the person wasn't faking it, and that their ideas were correct.

There are still many things to do, so they don't need to spend so much time and effort on the Fourth Prince anymore.

(End of this chapter)