"A powerful dynasty like the ancient Parthian Kingdom was destroyed by the Great Shang. How could we Turks escape the fate of being destroyed? I just want to ask the commander-in-chief of the Great Shang to try not to hurt our Turkic people?"
Zhao Rui chuckled: "Of course you can, but there are 900,000 troops on the opposite side. This battle must be fought. Unless you can get most of the soldiers to surrender, casualties will be difficult to avoid."
Mo Du nodded repeatedly and took out a soldier talisman from his body.
"The 200,000 soldiers under my command are the troops directly under my Turkic royal family. They only listen to my orders. As long as I give my order, they will surrender to Dashang."
Zhao Rui shook his head: "Twenty thousand troops are not enough. What I want is for all 900,000 troops to surrender to me."
Mo Du's pupils suddenly dilated: "This is absolutely impossible. Many of the other armies are sent by the major principalities. They are just following the orders of their principalities. Even if I am a prince, I cannot mobilize them."
Zhao Rui directly took the box next to him and poured the gold coins inside on the table.
"Since His Highness the Prince feels sorry for the Turkic people, then I, too, must be a man of beauty! During the battle, our army will not be the first to dispatch, but will set up a high platform in the middle of the two armies. All the Turkic soldiers who surrendered to my great merchant will immediately
You can get one month’s military pay.”
Prince Modu's pupils suddenly dilated: "Military pay? Do you want to issue rations to the soldiers?"
Zhao Rui pointed to the gold coins on the table.
"I'm talking about money!"
The horror in Modu's eyes increased. In their Turks, the so-called military salary is to distribute rations to soldiers to ensure that they will not starve to death.
Dashang actually paid the soldiers directly!
Mo Du's breathing became rapid: "Then what do you want me to do?"
"Simple!" Zhao Rui leaned lazily on the back of his chair: "Your Highness only needs to lead his army over to collect the pay when the two armies confront each other."
At this time, Modu didn't know what to say. He paid the soldiers, and even without his leadership, his army would come and surrender on their own.
After hurriedly calming down, Modu agreed and immediately returned to the Turkic camp.
Li Fei immediately came to Zhao Rui's side.
"Your Highness, just let him go like this? What if this guy really comes to spy on military intelligence?"
Zhao Rui's eyes were full of disdain: "Could it be that because he spied on the military situation, my great merchants would lose to the Turks?"
Li Fei said nothing more and immediately went out to prepare for war.
There was a chaotic scene in the Turkic camp. These soldiers were temporarily recruited from various principalities, and they all had quite a lot of conflicts with each other.
There were even teams from the two principalities that when they met, they even started to prepare for a battle.
If Tuotuo Buhua had not tried his best to coordinate the relationship between the various armies in accordance with the orders of Jili Khan, I am afraid that the camp would have turned into a battlefield long ago.
"Everyone, at this critical moment, I hope that you can put aside your hatred for each other, unite to deal with the outside world, and drive the Great Shang army out of the Turkic territory first!"
Everyone present could only suppress the anger in their hearts and gather in front of the map.
They all know that all their fame and wealth are now based on the great empire of Turks. Once the Turks disappear, everything they have will be in vain.
While everyone was discussing the strategic plan, Prince Modu arrived belatedly.