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

Chapter 563 The Crown Prince Was Assassinated

However, at this moment, these people said angrily.

"Brothers, don't worry about these people who dared to shoot His Highness the Crown Prince. If we go back, we'll all die. Since that's the case, let's just leave all these murderers here. I don't believe these people have three heads and six arms."

Upon hearing this, the crowd was filled with righteous indignation and charged directly towards Timur's army camp.

Having learned that the battle was over, they were completely unprepared. The Timurid Empire's cavalry was preparing to take over these cities and their provisions, but they never expected such a sudden turn of events.

The enraged army of the Delhi Sultanate quickly broke through Timurid's camp, and the two armies clashed directly, this time showing no mercy to either side.

Both sides suffered heavy losses, and the news soon reached the ears of the Great Khan of Timur's Empire. When he learned that his troops had suffered extremely heavy losses, he was somewhat incredulous.

He said angrily.

"Are those guys all useless?!"

"The people of the Delhi Sultanate are really going too far, daring to deliberately feign surrender to lure us into a trap."

In his eyes, the people of the Delhi Sultanate had no intention of surrendering; they were merely taking advantage of this opportunity to lower their guard and then defeat his forces in one fell swoop!

These generals were all extremely angry and wanted to volunteer for battle.

Just then, an envoy from the Delhi Sultanate arrived in the hall, and the Khan of the Timurid Empire was extremely displeased to see him.

"I can't believe you still have the nerve to come to this place!"

"Shouldn't I be given an explanation for this?"

"Why did your army suddenly target my soldiers?!"

At this moment, the envoy from the Delhi Sultanate snorted and said.

"This is not our fault! It was one of your people who secretly attacked our Crown Prince, and now our Crown Prince is injured!"

“Prince Subridamur, the prince is still unconscious. If anything happens to him, we will fight to the death!”

The crowd was in an uproar upon hearing this, as they had clearly not expected such a thing to happen. After the news from the front arrived, both sides stuck to their own versions of events and neither was willing to give in.

Thus, the two sides, who had already reached a peace agreement, partly dropped the matter.

Upon receiving this news, Nanyu burst into laughter. Sure enough, my plan worked. Let these two sides fight like dogs.

"They can reap the benefits without lifting a finger," someone nearby said with a laugh.

"General, you have the best ideas! By taking advantage of this opportunity, you've directly plunged both sides into a fight. Now, even if they don't want to fight, they have no choice!"

Meanwhile, the emperor of the Delhi Sultanate was furious when he heard that his son had been injured.

This was his only son. His previous sons had all been captured by the Ming army and sent to the Ming capital, Yingtian Prefecture. Whether they would survive was a huge question. Now, his only son had been injured and his fate was unknown. Thinking of this, he was extremely angry.

"These people are truly despicable. I've already made concessions to this extent, yet they still act like this. Don't they have any temper? Since that's the case, then I don't need to show them any mercy. Give the order immediately!"

"Lead all the surrounding troops and mobilize them. This time I will completely annihilate them!" After saying this, he immediately mobilized his troops. Both sides were constantly mobilizing their troops, but since the Delhi Sultanate was fighting on its own soil, it quickly mobilized all the surrounding troops.

The Timurid Empire's army, facing so many enemies, wanted to retreat, but found it was too late. The Delhi Sultanate's army, pouring in from all directions, had completely surrounded them. The general gritted his teeth at the sight of this scene, thinking, "Just how many troops did these damned guys send to this place?"

This is troublesome. It seems that going back will not be an easy thing. He was extremely worried.

No one expected things to turn out this way. What was thought to be an extremely ordinary matter remains unsolved, and no one has yet been able to find out who did it.

Left with no other choice, he could only retreat with his army, losing everything he had managed to acquire once again.

They were relieved when they reached the border and encountered reinforcements from the Timurid Empire, who found them in a sorry state.

Not only did they have nothing in their hands, but they also suffered heavy losses of troops, causing great panic on both sides.

Obviously, if we told the Khan about this, we would be severely scolded.

They might not even be able to keep their current positions. After exchanging glances, the two nodded and made an extremely firm decision: to immediately send troops and use all their current strength to take back everything, no matter what.

So their army set out once again to attack the Delhi Sultanate, and the two armies fought each other continuously along the border.

The emperor of the Delhi Sultanate was also ruthless, and almost all the troops from various places were transferred there.

These troops were originally stationed in various places, but they have all been transferred to this place. It is clear that the emperor of the Delhi Sultanate does not intend to deal with those rebellious areas. Even many of the troops guarding Lan Yu have been transferred here.

When the Khan of the Delhi Sultanate saw the situation at the front, he gritted his teeth in anger. Who could have imagined that things would have gotten so complicated?

He let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The situation is now beyond his control; he can't simply stop it.

The two sides were already locked in fierce fighting on the front lines, and had even committed a great deal of resources to the battle. If they were to retreat at this point, it would cause a complete collapse of the entire front.

If so many armies were to collapse, the impact on their countries would be enormous, and no one wants to take that risk.

Seeing this situation, they sighed helplessly.

The world is impermanent.

There are some things that cannot be taken into account, but this matter is indeed too bizarre.

How did Prince Subridamur suddenly fall unconscious after being shot by an arrow?

It was as if all of this was being manipulated by an invisible hand, but they didn't know who was behind it all.

At this time, Lan Yu had already begun to reorganize his troops.

He now sensed that there were far fewer enemies around him, and he could take advantage of this opportunity to seize more territory.

The Khan of Timur gave a bitter laugh. He had truly shot himself in the foot. It was already difficult enough to extricate himself from the battlefield, and he had no idea how long this battle would last.

(End of this chapter)