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

Chapter 589 Kipchak Cavalry
"Alright, envoys, there's no need for such formalities. But may I ask what business the Khan of the Timurid Empire has with us?"

"Could it be that they want to invite us into the palace?"

Thinking of this, greed appeared in his eyes. When he was defeated, he had been to the capital of Timur's Empire and even the palace. However, when he arrived there and saw the prosperity of the place, he was very excited.

So he immediately sent his men to plunder the entire area.

If the Timurid emperor hadn't mobilized a large army, I probably would have already taken this place for myself.

It was for this reason that he never went to the capital again, and all matters were communicated between the two sides through letters.

Unfortunately, I can't understand their writing at all, so I'll have to find someone to translate it, which is very inconvenient.

Upon learning of this, the envoy smiled somewhat awkwardly and said...

"Your Excellency is joking. It is not so. There is another important matter that I would like to discuss with you!"

"Now the Ming army has been defeated in its westward advance, and the Chagatai Khanate is attacking our Timurid Empire. It's just a pity that our main forces are all elsewhere!"

"There is a Ming army in the south that we cannot afford to provoke, so we hope that you, lord, can lead your troops to lend us a hand!"

Upon hearing this, Lord Angsidantu paused for a moment, then said with a face full of doubt.

"What kind of person are you talking about?"

"How come I've never heard of a country called the Great Ming Dynasty in this world?!"

The envoy was stunned for a moment after hearing this, clearly they were unaware of the existence of the Ming Dynasty.

That makes sense. Although the outside world is in chaos, it has no impact on these tribes. These tribes know nothing about anything except raiding, which is why they have become the most suitable weapon in their hands.

At this moment, the envoy smiled and said.

"The Ming Dynasty was an extremely powerful country in the East. It was the Yuan Dynasty, which had originally enfeoffed us, that was destroyed by them!"

"Moreover, they are extremely powerful and occupy the most fertile land in the world!"

Lord Angsdantu was stunned upon hearing this, his eyes filled with greed.

"I visited your capital before and thought it was the richest place in the world. Is the capital of the Ming Dynasty richer than the capital of your Timurid Empire?"

The envoy sighed upon hearing this.

"To be honest, our capital is far inferior to that of the Ming Dynasty. I've heard that the Ming capital is located in the richest place in the world, where there is gold and silver everywhere, endless food, and mountains of meat and wine!"

"I've heard that the women of the Central Plains are also very beautiful, with fair and tender skin, so fair that you could almost squeeze water out of them!"

Upon hearing this, the lord of the Kipchak cavalry couldn't help but gasp.

"How could there be such a wonderful place in the world?"

Upon thinking of this place, his mouth watered, and he couldn't help but wipe it away, saying with some dissatisfaction.

"Are you lying to us? Where in the world is there such a wonderful place?"

The envoy shook his head and said.

"The Ming Dynasty is much better than we imagined, even better than I described. You have to believe that it is a country with a long history, much richer than this place!"

"I've heard they have a huge population, tens of millions. If we could just capture some to farm for us, just imagine how many that would be!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Angsidantu stood there, stunned.

Keep in mind that their tribe only has a little over 100,000 people, and even their fighting force numbers only 30,000 to 40,000.

This was already their peak. They simply couldn't imagine how many people there were in a country with tens of millions of people.

If that's the case, then the Ming Dynasty, with its tens of millions of people, must have a considerable number of troops to organize. How could our mere 30,000 to 40,000 men possibly be a match for their vast army?

"Could it be that you intend to use us as a weapon to wipe us all out?"

Upon hearing this, all the soldiers in the tent drew their swords, and several men knelt down with a thud, their faces full of worry.

"My lord, we absolutely do not have such thoughts. Although the Ming Dynasty is powerful and has a large army, their territory is also very vast. It might take half a year to walk from the east to the west!"

"Therefore, they need to allocate a significant number of soldiers for defense, while their forces in the south should only number in the tens of thousands!"

"Although they number in the tens of thousands, they are much wealthier than our soldiers. I heard that their soldiers eat extremely refined grains."

They even brought quite a bit of wine and meat with them!

"Their swords, armor, and other weapons are all rare and powerful, and even our sharp arrows would have a hard time penetrating them!"

"If we can capture all those weapons, I believe the lord's strength will definitely reach a new level!"

Upon hearing these descriptions, Angstantu was extremely excited. This was definitely a fat sheep, and defeating this army would be a great achievement for them.

At this moment, one of the people next to him hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"So what do you think of the Ming Dynasty's strength?"

The adult smiled and said.

"Actually, the Ming Dynasty's strength is not that great, especially their troops, which are as weak as lambs!"

"But their weapons are incredibly powerful, and it's these weapons that make them even stronger!"

Upon hearing this, Onsdantu's eyes were filled with disdain.

"I initially thought these guys were something special, but now it seems they're nothing special. What kind of skills can a bunch of guys who rely on weapons possibly have!"

"Don't worry, leave this to me. I'll lead my men and charge in, and all the spoils will be ours!"

The envoy smiled and said after hearing this.

"Just as I thought! My Emperor said that no matter how much spoils we obtain, they will all belong to you!"

Upon hearing this, the leader, Onstantu, burst into laughter.

"You lot have some sense, that's for sure. I'll be heading there with my troops, so you can go back and report back!"

(End of this chapter)