Chapter 602 Not Surrendering
Inside the big tent, Altan sat facing the door.
The nobles filed in, and soon the smell of mutton filled the tent.
Some people coughed, some grumbled, and some stamped their feet to keep warm...
It was not until Altan coughed dryly that everyone gradually quieted down.
"Thanks to the protection of the gods, last year was relatively good and rainy." Just like the emperors of the Central Plains liked to use gods to show off their special status, so did Altan Khan.
"The snowstorm two years ago caused us heavy losses. I know that many people still haven't recovered."
Altan's opening remarks made many nobles feel a little better.
"Since the beginning of spring, I have been patrolling everywhere and have seen the plight of the herders." Altan said, "The herders looked at me with hope, wanting to know how I would lead them out of their predicament."
Here comes the topic!
Everyone perked up and listened attentively.
"If we don't change, we will just have to wait for the cattle and sheep to give birth, and then the sheep will grow up and give birth again. The gods will protect the hardworking people, and in a few years, the sheep herds on the grassland will continue to grow."
There was coldness in everyone's eyes.
You guys didn't come to the royal court to listen to this.
"But this will take time. I know many people don't have the patience." Altan's eyes were deep. "Then, there is another way, which is... to go south."
Go south!
That represents the colorful world.
Riding a horse across the Central Plains, that is the dream of many people!
"I thought about going south last year." Altan had really thought about it, and more than once. "I weighed the pros and cons. At that time, we were seriously injured. If we went south, we had to fight quickly and decisively."
He looked at everyone, "Otherwise, once food and grass are insufficient, the Ming army will close the gap in the nine borders, and we will become their food."
"Our warriors can fight all the way to Nanjing!" said a dignitary.
"Idiot." Someone retorted, "No matter how brave a warrior is, if he doesn't eat for a few days, he can't even beat a child."
"The Ming people are nothing but a herd of sheep."
"A large number of sheep can still kill a very hungry wolf."
Everyone started arguing, and after a long time, they realized that Altan was looking at them coldly.
Altan looked at them and saw that no one said anything, so he continued, "At that time, the Ming people were purging the imperial guards. Of course, this news did not reach me until a long time later. If I had known about it earlier, I would have definitely rushed south without hesitation to interrupt the Emperor Ming's wishful thinking."
I really regretted it.
If possible, he was willing to pay a huge price to interrupt the Emperor Ming's efforts to rebuild the Beijing Guards.
"This Khan has decided to endure, even if he is criticized by countless people, he will remain unchanged." Altan's endurance is no less than Xu Jie. In the past year, everyone from the dignitaries to the herdsmen secretly scolded him like a dog, but he knew it and remained silent.
"This year, our vitality is gradually recovering. So, should we go south to herd horses or continue to accumulate strength? I have been thinking about this for a long time and have come to discuss with you."
Altan said: "The Ming people have rebuilt the capital's guards, but most of the soldiers have never seen blood."
"Great Khan, that Tiger Guard Left Guard..."
Alpaca, why are you bringing up such a topic?
Someone glared at the person who spoke.
Altan nodded and said, "Yes, the Tiger Guards are quite sharp, and the Emperor Ming praised them as my Tiger Guards. But a Tiger Guards can't stop our cavalry like a torrent."
He said slowly: "Now this Khan has only one concern, whether the Ming Dynasty's Beijing Guards can fight!"
If it is possible, then going south would be risky.
If not, then we just need to defeat the Huben Zuowei when we go south.
I don’t think this is a problem.
On the periphery, Yang Zhao slowly swam around, and after returning, he said, "I need someone to lead them away."
Zhang Hui nodded, "This matter..."
"I'll do it!" said Chen Nan.
Yang Zhao sneered, "You've been sacrificing your life for your country all day, but can you still run? Don't get captured."
Chen Nan glanced at the big tent and said, "I will create chaos, and then it's up to you."
Zhang Hui said, "If Chen Nan fails, I will take action next." He looked at Yang Zhao and Chen Nan, "Remember, even if we all die, we have to pass on the message."
"Don't worry, Hundred Households!"
Chen Nan immediately went to prepare.
"Captain." Yang Zhao hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Hui was concentrating on the big tent at the moment and didn't see his expression.
"fine."
The area around the big tent is mostly where the rich and powerful live. It's cold, so many people huddle in their tents to keep warm. Instead, the herdsmen watch the fun outside with great interest.
But the cold wind was obviously more terrifying than the hustle and bustle, and soon there were fewer and fewer people outside.
"Someone has sneaked in!"
A guard shouted, pointing to the right.
"catch him!"
A dark figure was fleeing among the tents.
It’s Chen Nan!
Zhang Hui gritted his teeth and said, "Faster, faster!"
Chen Nan ran really fast. When Zhang Hui saw him disappear among the tents, he couldn't help laughing.
But what about Yang Zhao?
Zhang Hui then stared at the big tent.
The thin Yang Zhao took advantage of the opportunity when the guards were chasing Chen Nan and now he was less than ten steps away from the big tent.
He lunged forward and fell forward, then used his hands and feet to crawl to the side of the tent and lifted up the heavy cowhide to cover himself.
He held his breath and listened to the voices inside.
"If we go south, the Nine Borders won't be a concern."
"The Emperor has rebuilt the Imperial Guards. Obviously, the next step is to revitalize the troops in the nine frontiers. This is also our opportunity. Khan, we should take this opportunity to lead the army south."
"Have you ever thought about the only variable in this battle?"
"Who?"
"Jiang Qingzhi!"
"That bastard!"
"The Jingguan outside Datong City should also be destroyed."
"If he and the Tiger Guards go to battle, should we be afraid?"
"Cough cough!"
At this time, Tuotuo coughed dryly, "Our secret agent sent a message that the Emperor Ming reviewed the Tiger Guards and praised them as my Tiger Guards. It is said that the unit is also equipped with some firearms."
"Firearms, they're not as good as fire sticks."
"Yes."
"If he uses firearms, our warriors will wear thick armor."
"Withstand a round of firearms, followed by a massacre!"
"Great Khan, Jiang Qingzhi and the Huben Zuowei are good, but they only have 3,000 troops. If we go south, we need at least 50,000 troops, right? Do we think we are afraid of him with 50,000 troops?"
"That's right. Great Khan, make up your mind!"
There was silence inside for a while.
Yang Zhao held his breath, and heard a majestic voice say: "So, go south this year!" "The Khan is wise!"
"The Great Khan is wise!"
Amid the praises, Altan said, "As for the timing, let's wait until the secret agents find out the movements of the Ming people."
"It's best in autumn when the horses are fat."
"I think we can send troops in late spring."
"It's not bad in the middle of summer."
Amid the impatient voices, Altan said: "The timing of sending troops south will be discussed later!"
Yang Zhao knew that they were about to be dismissed, so he lifted a corner of the cowhide, only to find that the outer guards had returned to their positions again.
he!
Can not go back!
Outside, Zhang Hui also discovered this dilemma.
The key is whether the meeting in the big tent has been completed at this moment.
If the meeting is over, then we have to take action again.
If you are still discussing, then wait.
The door of the big tent was pushed open, and a guard came out, followed by the dignitaries.
The meeting is over.
Looking at the excited expressions of those dignitaries, Zhang Hui knew that Altan had made an important decision.
——At all costs!
He took a deep breath and prepared to rush out.
But at this moment, he saw the guards on the right all running in one direction.
Zhang Hui turned his eyes and saw a figure running wildly.
It’s Chen Nan!
"catch him!"
"We can't let him escape again this time."
The guards swarmed away.
At this moment, Yang Zhao also took advantage of the chaos to run out from the big tent.
When Zhang saw him, he was so anxious that he wanted to rush over and help him.
Yang Zhao was about to run into the tent area when suddenly a noble saw him and shouted, "Who is that person?"
The remaining guards looked at each other, "Catch him!"
Yang Zhao ran away.
Several guards mounted their horses and galloped over.
Yang Zhao looked back, turned around in despair, and ran while looking for Zhang Hui.
Zhang will be on the front side.
The distance is about a hundred steps.
"Go right!" Zhang Hui shouted in a low voice. There were many tents on the right, making it easier to escape.
Yang Zhao obviously hesitated for a moment, but then moved to the left without hesitation.
That is, coming towards him.
Zhang Hui looked at the guards in despair as they drew their bows and arrows.
Several arrows flew past.
Yang Zhao was hit by two arrows in the back. He hesitated for a moment, then ran as fast as he could.
The guards smiled easily. With those two arrows, the spy couldn't run far.
Yang Zhao ran behind a tent and fell to the ground.
"Yang Zhao!"
Zhang Hui ran over.
Yang Zhao raised his head, "Hundred households..."
Zhang Hui was about to help him up, but Yang Zhao shook his head. "Altan decided to start an uprising this year... and march south. We'll discuss the exact date. The centurions..."
Blood bubbles kept oozing out of the corners of Yang Zhao's mouth. He laughed miserably and said, "My son is learning martial arts, and the cost is... high!"
Zhang Hui nodded. "The pension will be sent to your home without a penny less. If anyone dares to embezzle, I will kill him, even if he is the emperor!"
Yang Zhao gasped, "Kill me! Captain, kill me!"
Zhang Hui hesitated as the sound of horse hooves approached.
Yang Zhao begged, "Captain, I am actually...a coward and afraid of death. Kill me, otherwise I am afraid I will not be able to withstand the torture...Captain..."
Zhang Hui took out a dagger.
Kneel down.
A knife stabbed into Yang Zhao's heart.
He left the dagger there. Yang Zhao looked at him, his eyes gradually losing their luster. "It hurts...!"
"Brother, go all the way!"
Zhang Hui stood up and ran.
He was searching for Chen Nan's whereabouts.
But he saw Chen Nan surrounded by more than ten royal court guards.
More than a dozen guards slowly approached.
Chen Nan was panting and laughing.
He coughed dryly.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Surrender and you will have wealth and glory!" said a guard.
By capturing a Jinyiwei alive, we can obtain a lot of valuable information, which may even be more valuable than the information obtained by Altan's spies in the capital.
Therefore, these people approached cautiously.
Chen Nan took out a dagger.
"Mingren, will you surrender?!"
A guard shouted.
"Will you lower it or not?"
More than a dozen guards shouted.
Outside, the shepherds were shouting, "Ming people, will you surrender?"
Chen Nan raised the dagger.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and shone onto the royal court.
It shone on Chen Nan.
The figure, holding a dagger, rushed towards the royal guards in the sunlight.
"Chen Nan, a small flag of the Ming Dynasty's Embroidered Uniform Guard, will not surrender!"
"Fire arrows!"
(End of this chapter)
