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

Chapter 627 Intimidating the Heroes
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the camp, and the air still held the lingering smoke of the previous night's battle.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood in front of the tent, his eyes blazing as he gazed at the distant mountains.

Last night's raid was a decisive victory, and the rebellion of the Batula tribe has been quelled.

The situation across the border region is currently at a delicate juncture.

"Your Highness, Batula has been brought back. Shall we interrogate him now?"

Li Jinglong rushed over and respectfully inquired.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded, his expression remaining calm and dignified.

"Bring it up."

A moment later, Batula was escorted into the camp by several soldiers.

His face was pale, his clothes were disheveled, and his eyes were filled with terror.

He was clearly still reeling from last night's defeat.

“Zhu…Zhu Xiong Ying…I…I was wrong…”

As soon as Batula entered the tent, he knelt on the ground, his voice trembling and his face full of fear.

Zhu Xiong Ying looked down at him coldly, without a trace of pity.

"Batura, I gave you a chance."

"You can choose to submit to the Ming Dynasty and become part of us."

"But you chose betrayal, you chose to rebel."

Zhu Xiong Ying's voice was cold, as if a chilling wind pierced Batula's heart.

Batula shuddered, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Your Highness, spare me... I... I was just deceived by other tribal leaders... I really had no intention of rebelling..."

He kowtowed desperately, his words filled with fear.

However, Zhu Xiong Ying's expression remained unchanged.

"No intention to rebel?"

He gave a cold laugh, his gaze icy.

"You've been secretly contacting other tribes, intending to launch a joint counterattack against the Ming Dynasty. How can you call that 'unintentional'?"

Batula was speechless, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at him, her gaze gradually becoming more sharp.

"Batura, I, Zhu Xiong Ying, will not give you a second chance."

"You have betrayed the Ming Dynasty, and you must pay the price for it."

He spoke slowly, his voice as sharp as a blade.

Batula almost collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

He knew he could no longer salvage the situation.

"Your Highness... I beg you..."

Batula's voice was hoarse, and he no longer possessed his previous arrogance and cunning.

Zhu Xiong Ying stared at him coldly, without wavering in the slightest.

"Guards, take Batula to prison and await the court's judgment."

Several soldiers immediately stepped forward and took Batula away, who was now powerless to resist.

Silence instantly returned to the tent.

Zhu Xiong Ying slowly sat back down at the desk, her gaze still deep.

Batula's defeat meant that the power of the entire eastern tribes had been completely shaken.

But Zhu Xiong Ying knew in his heart that while other tribal leaders might not dare to act rashly for the time being, their ambitions had not been extinguished.

"Your Highness, what should we do with these tribes next?"

Li Jinglong asked cautiously, clearly also worried about the future of these tribes.

Zhu Xiong Ying pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Although these tribal leaders are temporarily docile, their minds are unsettled, and we cannot completely let our guard down."

"Pass down the order to continue strengthening surveillance of these tribes, and report immediately if any unusual activity is detected."

Li Jinglong nodded and accepted the order.

"Yes, I will arrange it immediately."

Just as he turned to leave, Zhu Xiong Ying suddenly spoke.

"and many more."

Li Jinglong stopped and looked back at Zhu Xiong Ying with a puzzled expression.

"Furthermore, send envoys to these tribes to proclaim our victory yesterday."

"Let them understand that Batulan's fate is the fate of all rebels."

Zhu Xiong Ying's voice was calm, yet it exuded boundless authority. Li Jinglong immediately cupped his hands and replied, "Understood, subordinate."

He knew that Zhu Xiong Ying wanted to use this victory to completely intimidate the tribal leaders and prevent them from having any more thoughts of rebellion.

Li Jinglong then left in a hurry.

Only Zhu Xiong Ying remained in the command tent. His gaze remained calm, but he was pondering the upcoming situation.

Although Batulan has been captured, he is still secretly in contact with some tribes.

Although these tribes have not taken any action for the time being, it does not mean that they have completely submitted.

Zhu Xiong Ying knew that only through practical actions could these tribes be made to completely submit to the Ming Dynasty.

"This victory is just the beginning."

He pondered in his heart.

"Next, we need to further strengthen our control over these tribes."

Just as Zhu Xiong Ying was deep in thought, Xu Zeng Shou hurriedly entered the tent, his face showing a hint of urgency.

"Your Highness, our scouts report that some tribes in the west are also starting to stir; they seem to be waiting for an opportunity to regroup."

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

"The tribes to the west?"

He frowned slightly, clearly indicating that this was not unexpected news.

These tribes' ambitions have never truly died out; they have only temporarily chosen to remain silent, but they are still secretly plotting an opportunity to counterattack.

"It seems that these tribes to the west are not willing to be suppressed either."

Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, then calmly said, "Immediately strengthen surveillance of the western tribes and send scouts to their camps to find out their movements."

Xu Zengshou immediately nodded and replied, "I will make the arrangements right away."

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded slightly, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He knew that this operation had to be even faster and more decisive than before, otherwise the border situation of the Ming Dynasty would once again fall into turmoil once these tribes regrouped.

"Send a message back to the capital, requesting the dispatch of more troops to provide support."

He spoke in a deep voice, his eyes piercing.

"At the same time, notify all border commanders to be prepared to launch an attack at any time."

Xu Zengshou accepted the order and left. Zhu Xiong Ying returned to his command tent and quietly pondered each step to come.

This battle has entered a critical moment, and every decision is related to the future of the Ming Dynasty.

He had to make sure he didn't make any mistakes.

As evening approached, Lan Yu rushed over, looking somewhat anxious.

"Your Highness, some chieftains of the western tribes have begun to gather their troops and are preparing to launch an attack!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze instantly turned icy.

"Sure enough, they couldn't resist anymore."

He gave a cold laugh and stood up.

"Order the entire army to depart immediately."

A glint of fighting spirit flashed in Lan Yu's eyes, and he immediately accepted the order and left.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood in front of the command tent, his gaze cold as he watched the impending battle.

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

He spoke in a low voice, his tone revealing determination and fearlessness.

Night fell again, and the soldiers in the camp were fully prepared for battle, the atmosphere thick with the smell of fighting.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood on high ground, his gaze sharp as he surveyed the entire battlefield.

He knew that the upcoming battle would completely determine the fate of these tribes.

If they dare to rebel again, destruction awaits them.

Soon after, the army set off, heading straight for the tribes to the west.

Zhu Xiong Ying rode on his warhorse, surrounded by soldiers standing in neat, solemn, and fearless ranks.

"set off!"

With his command, the army marched westward toward the tribal camp.

This battle must be fought until they have no power to resist.

The wind howled, the war drums sounded, and Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes gleamed with a determined light.

He knew that only through a complete victory could the entire frontier return to peace.

The dawn of victory is already visible ahead.

(End of this chapter)