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

Chapter 624 Consolidating the Victory
Lan Yu stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said.

His face still showed excitement, clearly filled with joy at this great victory.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded, her expression remaining calm.

"General Lan, although we have won this battle, the remnants of the enemy are still fleeing in all directions. We cannot let our guard down."

Upon hearing this, Lan Yu immediately suppressed his joy and said solemnly, "Your Highness, rest assured, this humble general will immediately lead men to continue the pursuit and annihilation of these remaining enemies, and will never give them a chance to rise again!"

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded slightly.

"Remember, a swift victory is essential; we cannot give the enemy a chance to regroup."

"Yes, the general will take your orders!"

Lan Yu turned to lead his troops away, but Zhu Xiong Ying suddenly called him back.

"and many more."

Lan Yu stopped and turned around in confusion.

Zhu Xiong Ying slowly said, "Send out spies to investigate the movements of those tribes that originally supported Artesius Timur."

"Although they have now outwardly submitted to the Ming Dynasty, we cannot fully trust them."

"If they take advantage of the chaos and make any moves, we must respond promptly."

Upon hearing this, Lan Yu suddenly realized and nodded quickly.

"Your Highness is wise, this humble general understands."

After saying that, he immediately ordered his men to arrange the reconnaissance work.

Zhu Xiong Ying watched Lan Yu's departing figure, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Although these tribes have surrendered, they are mostly still observing the situation.

If the Ming army shows the slightest sign of complacency, they are likely to rebel again.

Zhu Xiong Ying knew in his heart that this war was not only a contest of weapons, but also a battle of wits.

He must ensure the complete loyalty of these tribes in order to truly secure the fruits of victory.

Just then, Li Jinglong and Xu Zengshou also walked over quickly, looking particularly excited.

"Your Highness, the military affairs at the rear have been handled properly, and the soldiers are resting."

Li Jinglong reported.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded, then asked, "How are the prisoners?"

Xu Zengshou cupped his hands and replied, "The remnants of Artesius Timur's forces have been mostly captured. Apart from a few scattered enemies, the others are powerless to fight back."

"However, Your Highness, Artesius Timur himself remains agitated and refuses to cooperate with the interrogation."

Zhu Xiong Ying pondered for a moment and slowly said, "There's no rush. He has lost all his power and is just an insignificant prisoner right now."

"But we cannot underestimate his ambition and must keep a close eye on his movements."

Li Jinglong frowned and said, "Your Highness, should we resort to torture to force him to reveal more information?"

Zhu Xiong Ying shook her head, her expression calm.

"No need. Artesius Timur is a man of strong will. Even if we use torture to extract a confession, we may not be able to get any useful information."

"On the contrary, we can judge what other tricks he may have up his sleeve by observing his reaction."

Li Jinglong nodded respectfully after hearing this.

"What His Highness said is absolutely true."

Zhu Xiong Ying raised his head and looked at the distant horizon, a deeper plan forming in his mind.

Although the current situation has temporarily calmed down, the remnants of Timur's empire have not yet completely collapsed.

If these remaining forces are left unchecked, they could very well make a comeback.

"Order all units to divide their forces and guard key locations to prevent the enemy from regrouping."

"At the same time, envoys were sent to the Ming Dynasty's border troops to report on the battle situation and to allow the court to make timely follow-up arrangements."

He calmly issued a series of orders, his eyes filled with deep thought.

Li Jinglong and Xu Zengshou immediately accepted the order and quickly made arrangements.

With the execution of various orders, the entire Ming army camp was busy again. Although the soldiers had just experienced a bloody battle, they did not relax in the slightest.

Zhu Xiong Ying walked back into the command tent, his gaze falling on the map on the table.

He carefully examined the territorial divisions of the Timurid Empire, his mind racing as he considered the possible next steps. Although Arthus Timur had been defeated, the other powers within the Timurid Empire would certainly not stand idly by.

In particular, the princes who have not yet been involved in this war will surely take this opportunity to intervene in the situation.

If these princes were to unite, the situation on the frontier of the Ming Dynasty would become even more complicated.

Zhu Xiong Ying tapped the map lightly with her fingertips, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

He must strike first.

"Send a message back to the capital, requesting the mobilization of more troops to reinforce the border."

"At the same time, diplomatic envoys were sent to other tribes of the Timurid Empire to win over some forces that could cooperate with them through a combination of kindness and force."

He spoke in a deep voice, and the guard beside him immediately and respectfully recorded the order.

Zhu Xiong Ying knew that only by dividing and disintegrating the enemy's internal alliance could the Ming Dynasty further consolidate its victory in this battle.

A moment later, Lan Yu rushed back, her face showing a hint of urgency.

"Your Highness, several chieftains from the eastern tribes have gathered together, and they seem to be plotting something."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze immediately sharpened.

"Are they planning to take advantage of the instability to stir up trouble again?"

He sneered and then said, "Don't alert them. Continue to monitor their movements."

"At the same time, we sent envoys to meet with them under the guise of friendship to test their attitude."

Lan Yu respectfully accepted the order and then left.

As Zhu Xiong Ying watched the sky outside the command tent gradually darken, he remained calm and vigilant.

The outcome of a war depends not only on a single battle, but also on whether the enemy's confidence can be completely undermined.

He knew all too well that the tribal leaders of the Timurid Empire were opportunists who would change their stance at any time depending on the changing situation.

If we don't completely stabilize them, the situation will only become more complicated.

Just as he was lost in thought, a guard rushed in, looking a little nervous.

"Your Highness, there is new information."

"Several leaders of the eastern tribes have begun to contact other forces, seemingly intending to unite in rebellion."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew that these tribal leaders had outwardly submitted, but inwardly they had not completely submitted to the Ming Dynasty.

They are waiting for the right opportunity to launch a counterattack.

"good very good."

Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Since they want to take advantage of the chaos to rebel, then let them never have another chance."

"Pass down the order: before they fully unite, strike first and completely wipe out these tribal leaders who harbor rebellious intentions."

"This time, I will make sure they have no power to resist."

The guards immediately obeyed and left, and the entire camp sprang into action once again.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood in front of the tent, his gaze calm and steady.

He knew that every next step was crucial.

If the resistance of these tribal leaders can be completely crushed, the situation of the Ming Dynasty on the frontier will be completely stabilized.

However, if we are not careful, the fruits of victory in this battle could very well be snatched back by the enemy.

"Atshüstimur, although you have failed, the fire of ambition you have sown has not been completely extinguished."

Zhu Xiong Ying said softly, her eyes revealing unwavering determination.

"However, this time, I will not give you any more chances."

Victory on the battlefield already belongs to the Ming Dynasty, but the real contest has only just begun.

Zhu Xiong Ying took a deep breath and, with firm steps, strode towards an even more difficult future.

He knew that as long as he remained calm and decisive, victory would ultimately belong to the Ming Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)