Zhu Zhanji came in anxiously and said anxiously: "Grandpa Huang, we will be able to divide the battlefield in half an hour. This is not the right time..."
Seeing his grandfather's face gloomy, Zhu Zhanji swallowed what he said and looked at Li Qing in confusion.
Li Qing gave a brief explanation, and Zhu Zhanji's expression became serious.
"What was the damage in the battle at Oala?" Zhu Di asked.
"Currently, at least 6,000 enemies have been killed and more than 10,000 have been wounded. Wala has lost his vitality and has even shown signs of fleeing." Zhu Zhanji said.
Zhu Di narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned tightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Li Qing, go and have a good 'talk' with Tuo Huan."
"I obey." Li Qing cupped his hands, "Then first...?"
"Killing is still necessary." Zhu Di set the tone, "As I said, people have to die, but don't let people think that we killed them."
"Understood!" Li Qing nodded and asked, "What about Wu Liangha?"
Zhu Di thought for a moment and said: "It won't be of much use to bring thousands of prisoners back, and in that case, Wu Liangha will be finished, so he should stay on the grassland!
With the fire, the Uliangha people in the Tartar tribe will not be easily integrated, which will at least make the Tartar interior less stable."
"Thank you, Grandpa Huang." Zhu Zhanji sighed in admiration.
Zhu Di was in a bad mood and ignored his grandson's flattery, "Li Qing, I will give you five hundred elites."
"No, fifty people are enough." Li Qing said with a smile, "My Ming army is here. Wala has just been beaten by Fatty. As long as he doesn't want to die, he will never attack me. The fewer people, the more capable he is.
It reflects the self-confidence of the Ming army and will actually help the negotiations."
"Hmm...that makes sense." Zhu Di pondered for a moment, "I'll give you three days. There are still a lot of things to do at home, so we can't waste them here."
Li Qing nodded. He also wanted to go back as soon as possible. Although the grassland scenery was beautiful, it was not as good as home.
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Outside the tent.
Choros Yexian and Ashe Tamerlane are waiting anxiously. Their lives are still in the hands of the Ming army. How can they not be in a hurry?
Seeing Li Qing coming out, the two of them rushed forward to greet him, "Sir, how will His Majesty the Emperor arrange for us?"
Li Qing smiled and looked at Ashe Temür, "You follow this young general to bring your people, and later follow me to the Wala camp."
Ashe Tiemu'er was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed and followed Zhu Zhanji.
After the two left, they also smiled and asked: "Did His Majesty the Emperor agree to the minister's suggestion?"
Li Qing nodded.
He also let out a long sigh of relief. At this moment, his nervous mood completely relaxed.
This will not only reduce the damage caused by the war, but also help the Ming Dynasty resist the Tatar invasion, and even take the opportunity to expand.
I am only fourteen years old and can accomplish such a great thing. In the future, I will be the leader of Wala... I am also very excited.
He is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is such a monster. He will definitely be a serious problem for the Ming Dynasty in the future. He must not be left alone...Li Qingxin has murderous intentions.
"I wonder what I call this gentleman?" He also started to get close to each other first. He knew that the alliance negotiations would probably be conducted by the Ming Dynasty official in front of him. Only by getting on good terms with him would he be able to better demonstrate his abilities after returning.
"Marquis Yongqing of the Ming Dynasty, Minister of the Ministry of War, Crown Prince and Grand Master, Li Qing!"
Ye Xian was shocked. Whether he was a Marquis or a Minister, they were all extremely distinguished beings. With the title of Crown Prince and Grand Master, they were even more noble.
He didn't expect this masked man to have such a high profile, and his expression was even more respectful.
If he knew that his grandfather died in my hands, would he still be like this... Li Qingxin said: "Forget it, it won't be long before the grandson and grandpa will meet."
Half an hour later, Zhu Zhanji led Ashe Temür and fifty carefully selected elite cavalrymen and rushed over, "It's ready over there."
Li Qing nodded and was about to set off, but was held back by Zhu Zhanji.
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Zhu Zhanji pulled him aside and whispered: "Uncle Qing, I want to go too."
"It's nonsense, isn't it?" Li Qing said angrily, "You are the future prince, how can you take risks so easily?"
"They don't know my identity."
"That won't work either." Li Qing firmly objected.
But after what Zhu Zhanji said, Li Qing really felt that he needed to bring a secretary or something. He was also a marquis and minister, and those soldiers were illiterate...
"Fetch Yu Qian for me," Li Qing said.
"..." Zhu Zhanji shook his head, "I won't go."
"You're not going, are you? OK, I'll go back and tell the emperor right away."
"Okay, why don't I go? I'm really convinced by you." Zhu Zhanji was very depressed.
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Two-quarters of an hour later, Li Qing, Yu Qian, and fifty elite cavalry, as well as Ashe Tiemur and his tribe, rushed to the Wala camp.
The two sides have ceased fighting, and only a small number of soldiers are facing each other in front of the formation. The rest have returned to their own camps to make food and provide food and clothing.
Li Qing took action first without being right. If he wanted to avoid bringing trouble to Ming, he could only let him die in his own camp.
In order to prevent accidents, this group of people deliberately took a long detour, with Yuya taking the lead to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
It was already evening when we arrived at Wala Camp.
After this battle, Wala's arrogance was almost extinguished. The Ming army's fierce combat power and terrifying artillery made them understand again that the gap between the two sides was so large that it could not be made up by bravery.
Many veteran generals recalled the battle between Hu Lan and Su Wen, and no longer objected to seeking peace.
The pressure to break up was greatly reduced. He didn't want to fight in the first place, but for the sake of face, giving in directly would weaken his prestige. Now this situation is exactly what he wants to see.
In the Wala camp, Tuo Huan received Li Qing grandly, and the generals from all Wala tribes also came forward to salute one by one.
These rebellious men were extremely docile at this time.
No matter when, force is always the best choice to solve the problem.
Once you are convinced, you can talk about things calmly.
Plump roasted whole lamb, exquisitely brewed mare's kumiss... Li Qing ate meat and drank wine, just like at home, without showing any sign of outsiders.
Yu Qian didn't have much appetite. He was preoccupied with the peace talks, and he couldn't drink mare's kumiss either.
Ashe Temür was like a hungry wolf, eating with his mouth full of oil. During this period, he did not forget to praise the magnanimity of the Ming emperor and the might of the Ming army...
After being tricked by Arutai once, he became much smarter and knew that if he wanted to avoid being annexed by Wala, he could only hug Ming's lap and make Wala feel afraid.
Li Qing did not stop Ashe Tiemur, but cooperated and said a few words. He did not want Wala to annex Ulyanha. An additional force on the grassland would only benefit the Ming Dynasty.
This was a naked conspiracy, Tu Huan naturally understood it, but he had no choice.
During the conversation, he already knew that the Tatars had not suffered any losses, but had greatly increased their strength. After the Ming Dynasty withdrew from the grasslands, it was certain that the Tatars would attack Oara.
For the current plan, we can only recognize Ming Dynasty as our elder brother, so that we are barely qualified to compete with the Tatars.
Although she was a little unhappy in her heart, Tuohuan smiled on her face and kept saying good things.
Besides, the Ming army is stationed not far away. If the talks fail, Bao Buqi will give him another try.
Today's Wala can no longer withstand the hardships.
The young man was excited at first. He took the greatest credit for this peace negotiation, and it was almost inevitable that he would take over the throne in the future.
In order to highlight his achievements, he has always been very active, doing his best to warm up the scene and constantly enhance his presence.
"Honor Yongqinghou." He also held the wine first and clinked glasses with Li Qing.
Li Qing smiled, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, and the banquet was filled with applause.
Many of these people can speak Chinese, so there is no communication barrier.
"Haha..." Li Qingyou laughed wildly, as if he was already eight points drunk, and said arrogantly: "Follow the Ming Dynasty to ensure that you are well-fed and drunk, Tatar? It's not trivial."
"What the Marquis said is absolutely true." He praised it first and quickly poured another glass for Li Qing, "To the Marquis."
Li Qing had already drank a lot of wine. Each general toasted alone, and drank more than ten bowls. Seeing that his figure was starting to shake, Yu Qian hurriedly said: "I will drink this glass of wine on behalf of Lord Shangshu."
"Hey?" He also took back the wine bowl that Yu Qian was about to take, and said with a smile: "Master Hou has a lot of wine, why do you need someone to replace him?"
"That's right, Lord Marquis has a huge amount." Several generals from the Oara tribe agreed.
Only when you are drunk can you talk about things better, so they naturally hope that Li Qing can drink more.
Li Qing stood up unsteadily, reached out and patted Ye Xian's neck, laughing loudly, "You have a good appetite for me."
He also felt a numbness in his neck first, which was very slight and passed away briefly, but his face couldn't help but turn red, not from pain, but from embarrassment.
Although this action is intimate, it is somewhat insulting.
However, he first understood that the overall situation was the most important thing, and that the move of Yongqing Hou of the Ming Dynasty could also highlight the relationship between the two and improve his status in the Oara tribe, so he quickly adjusted and said with a smile: "Please drink this cup to the full, Lord Marquis."
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Li Qing chuckled, reached out to take the wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.
Wiping his mouth, Li Qing smiled and cursed: "You are such a thief, you respect others but don't drink it yourself."
These words meant to teach the younger generation, not only Ye Xian, but also felt uncomfortable having sex, but both father and son were smiling.
He immediately poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it all in one go, then poured two more bowls.
He picked up a bowl and handed it to Li Qing, but suddenly took it back and asked with concern, "Can Mr. Marquis drink again?"
Li Qing was displeased and said, "What are you talking about? I will never get drunk after a thousand cups."
"Li Shangshu..." Yu Qian couldn't stand it anymore, so he leaned closer and lowered his voice, "We haven't done anything serious yet."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Li Qing said in a rough voice, "Only when we eat well and drink well can we talk about things better. Why are you so anxious?"
"What the Marquis said is absolutely true." Ye Xian sneered secretly, but his face was full of humility, "Respect the Marquis."
"Do it!" Li Qing was very bold. He drank it all in one breath and burped, as if he was a little drunk again.
He struck while the iron was hot first, quickly poured two more bowls, and continued to drink.
Li Qing, on the other hand, did not reject anyone who came and drank them all.
Ye first sneered secretly: I have to make you drunk today. The negotiation must allow us, Wala, to take advantage. Although the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here, we cannot take advantage of the big advantage, but we can still get the small advantage. The Marquis Yongqing of the Ming Dynasty is nothing more than this.
Well.
One bowl, another bowl, another bowl...
Li Qing drank heavily and laughed loudly. This time he was not pretending, he was really happy.
The little boy is completely dead. He will have to see the King of Hell in an hour at most.
If you drink to death, you can't blame anyone else... Li Qing is so happy that he becomes drunk.