Chapter 257 Let the entire Junggar be buried with me
Under the bloody light, Huoran turned his head and looked at Ala Yexian again. His expression showed a bit of unspeakable madness, as well as boundless arrogance and pride. There were endless screams and cries.
In the middle, Ye Xian's voice revealed boundless hatred and resentment: "Ala, this old dog, even if I die, I will definitely drag you and the Lord's Erqing clan to be buried with you!"
As the butcher knives were swung down, the leaders and generals of the grassland tribes, after futile resistance, desperately covered the fatal wounds on their bodies and fell onto the lush green grass.
The red plasma overlaps layer by layer, covering the green leaves that have been crushed by the iron hoofs of the war horses, soaking into the soil...
Seeing the boundless rain of blood and hearing Na Yexian's vicious curse, Ala's originally proud and proud face instantly turned as white as paper. His eyes were filled with anger and fear. His mouth was opened wide, but
Can't make a single sound.
Now, Ala, who originally felt that he had a chance to win, finally discovered that the biggest trump card that could lead to death for himself and the entire Zhuerqing clan had always been in the hands of Na Ye Xian.
Wei Zheng was frantically killing the leaders and generals of the grassland tribes.
Whether they died in their own hands or in the hands of Na Yexian, this blood debt will definitely be blamed on themselves by all the grassland tribes, even if they prove the facts to them.
Look, so what?
"Ala, Ala, you don't understand me very well. When I do things, I don't think about the consequences. In other words, from now on, I don't need to think about the consequences. Since you dare to put me in
Death, since you dare to attack the royal court, it means that you have made complete preparations." He also saw Ala's expression first, and the smile on his face couldn't help but feel a little more happy. "I will die in your hands.
, so what’s the matter, it’s a pity that if they die, your life will not last long either, and your main Erqing clan will also follow in my footsteps!”
"Despicable! Kill him, no, capture him alive, I will make his life worse than death!" A La's bloodless face turned purple at this moment. He was extremely angry, or he thought he was already dead.
He took control of everything, but found that at the final showdown, he was still a loser.
Ye Xian laughed, reined in his horse, turned around, and retreated into the heavy protection of the guards. With a hint of madness and joy in his eyes, he looked at those who were killed with a life-threatening fighting style and were killed in rivers of blood.
Tribal leaders and generals.
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As long as they die, Alamo said he only has one mouth, even if he has a thousand mouths, no one will listen to his explanation. What's more, over the years, the entire grassland has been conquered by his brutal methods.
If you suppress him, once you die, the entire Wala Empire will inevitably fall apart.
"Let the entire Junggar tribe, as well as the leaders of these tribes, be buried with me today... The Oara Empire prospered because of me and died because of me, okay, okay, okay..." In front of those cavalrymen who were in charge of Erqing
They rushed up crazily, and at this moment when there were very few tribal leaders left, the one who once again pulled out the scimitar inlaid with countless gems from his waist also laughed first...
Half an hour later, there was almost no trace of greenery or greenery on the hills anymore. What was left was just those hideous broken arms and limbs, cold faces full of despair, and a handle.
The scimitar with its handle full of chips, and the dying warriors who have not yet breathed their last.
The armor on his body was stained with blood, and there was a severed arrowhead on his helmet. Ala jumped off his mount with a blank expression. Under the protection of many guards, he walked to a place and was surrounded by more than a dozen Lords.
The place surrounded by soldiers. There, half an hour ago, the emperor of the Oara Empire, Sheng Kehan of the Great Yuan Dynasty, the supreme leader of the Junggar tribe, the first Choros family to become the co-owner of the grassland, was still alive.
, just lie here.
The bright yellow armor on his body has been shattered to pieces, and there are sad and oozing wounds all over his body. However, perhaps because the blood on his body is almost drained, the blood in the wounds shows a kind of
Dark brown color.
He was lying on his back first, with his mouth wide open, but the rise and fall of his chest had become weaker and weaker, and his eyes were blinking rapidly, as if that was the only way to prove that he was still alive.
"If you want to die, then go die. Why do you want to drag our Lord Erqing clan and the entire Junggar tribe down with you, you bastard?" Ala kicked Na Yexian hard on the big tui,
Then he grabbed Ye Xian's clothes with his big hands and complained angrily.
"..." Ye Xian seemed to have regained his consciousness slightly, and his eyes regained focus, falling on Ah La's hurried and desperate old face. Ye Xian gently pulled the corner of his mouth, as if smiling,
But he curled his lips in contempt. Then his head fell weakly on his shoulders...
"Cut off his head and four legs, and use his body to feed wild dogs." Ala let go of his hand in disgust, watching Naya fall back to the ground softly, and then said coldly
He ordered, "Did any of those tribal leaders survive?"
"No..." The face of a general standing behind Na Ala was extremely pale. The expression on his face did not look like he had won a battle, but rather like a filial son who had just experienced the suffering of his father's death and mother's death.
Ala pondered for a while and then said slowly: "Take his head and tell all the tribes on the grassland. Tell them that these murderers who killed the Khan and the leaders of the grassland tribes have been killed by our Junggar tribe."
Killed."
"Let someone tell the tribal leaders of Junggar and let them know that those tribal leaders died at the hands of our Junggar tribe. If we want to continue to survive on this grassland, we must unite."
The generals behind him could not help but breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ala's instructions. Yes, the Choros clan belongs to the Junggar tribe, and so does the Zhuerqing clan. Since the leaders of these grassland tribes died here, no matter whether they were Choros.
Whether it was the Zhuerqing clan who killed them or the Zhuerqing clan, it all means that it was done by the Junggar tribe. Although it may seem a bit far-fetched, this reason is valid, or in other words, even if the rest of the Junggar tribe has another
Unwilling to accept the situation, he could only bite the bullet and stand with the Lord's Erqing clan.
"In addition, someone told the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and told him that I am willing to represent the Zhu'erqing clan and the warriors of the entire Junggar tribe to surrender to the Ming Dynasty... as long as they can help us solve the crisis at hand.
, let our Junggar tribe have room to survive, even if we have to work for the Ming Dynasty for decades like the Duoyan Three Guards in the past."
"The patriarch is wise. The villain knows what to do. Come to think of it, if we can get the allegiance of our powerful Junggar tribe, even on the surface, the Ming Dynasty's supreme emperor will laugh out of his dreams." Standing there.
A general next to him couldn't help but have a look of joy on his face.
Ala glanced at the general lightly, and a hint of bitterness escaped from the corner of his mouth: "If it were Zhu Qizhen before the Battle of Tumu Fort, I believe he would definitely think so, and would even impatiently report this matter.
The world is governed by public authority, but now he is probably..."
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"We have to wait!" Zhu Qizhen said calmly as he sat in the temporary building prepared for himself in the new opening castle and walked in the hall. He glanced at the generals with excited and anxious faces.
"Your Majesty, now that the great chaos in Wala has broken out, it's time for us to send our troops north, why are we still waiting?" A guard stood up, his face full of doubts and confusion. And similarly, sitting there
, the generals who had just invited each other to fight also had huosè expressions on their faces.
Zhu Qizhen patted his big tui confidently and said in a deep voice: "Now the grassland is in chaos, but that's not enough. He has to be killed first. King Sekan is dead, and A'la will be killed first."
, sent his army straight to the royal court, and almost killed all the Choros clan in the royal court. However, the foundations of the grassland tribes were not damaged, and the strength of the Junggar tribe was still there."
"What can we gain by sending troops now? To fight the Junggar tribe? Or to kill those grassland tribes..."
After hearing Zhu Qizhen's analysis, all the generals in the hall couldn't help but look thoughtful.
"I don't want you to go head-to-head. I don't want you to go head-to-head. I don't want you to go head-to-head with me. I don't want you to go head-to-head with me. I don't want you to go head-to-head with me. I don't want you to go head-to-head with me. I don't want you to go head-to-head with me. Because of our Ming Dynasty's massive advance, all the grassland tribes spontaneously put down their hatred and united to fight against our Ming Dynasty."
"I need them to kill each other first. The harder they fight, the better. It's best to fight until the entire grassland becomes a river of blood. At that time, we will send out troops. At that time, there will be a blood feud between the grassland tribes. They
Even if we want to unite together again, I'm afraid it will be countless times more difficult than it is now."
"By that time, the grassland has turned into a piece of loose sand. When we get there, we will choose the weak side, unite them, make them surrender to my Ming Dynasty, and then attack the strong side..."
"I believe that it won't be long before the grassland will no longer be a threat to our Ming Dynasty, and I will not give them another chance to threaten the safety of our country, the country of the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Qizhen stood up, with the clothes on his body
The bright yellow armor clanked as his figure moved.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we are here to listen to Your Majesty's will." Jiang Fu walked to the hall and prostrated himself on the ground. Dozens of generals and subordinates in the hall prostrated themselves on the ground and shouted in unison. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
"Generals, don't worry, I will give you the opportunity to make contributions and be your wife." Zhu Qizhen looked at these generals of the Xuanfu and the burly and full of fighting spirit soldiers, and felt in his heart
I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride.
The first steps of my restoration will be taken here. This era will be dominated by me, making Ming the master of this world.
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