Ming: I am fake, walking on thin ice

Chapter 231: False Emperor: Yesen's daughter, concubine? Present her to me?
In the northern desert, at the Wala camp, night fell and an endless heaviness was hidden in the dead silence.

The wind howled, blowing through the tents. Although the bonfire was burning, it could not illuminate the haze on the soldiers' faces. The flickering firelight reflected their exhausted and dusty faces.

Broken weapons and broken flags were scattered around the camp. The air was filled with an indescribable depression, which was the frustration after failure, the confusion about the future, and the deep fear of the impermanence of life and death.

Occasionally, a low cry or a helpless sigh would break the dull atmosphere, but it was soon swallowed up by the stronger wind. The soldiers sat around the campfire, but no one spoke, only the crackling of the flames. Everyone felt like a huge rock was pressing down on their hearts, so heavy that it made them breathless, and the flickering flames seemed to be trembling for the fate of the Wala army.

The Chinese military tent.

Yesen was discussing the next move with his generals. He was confident that he could just hide and wait until the Ming army was short of food and exhausted before giving them a fatal blow. As long as he destroyed the 500,000 Ming army, he could march directly south, just like he did five years ago, and head straight to the capital.

He wants to restore the glory of the Yuan Dynasty!
Little did he know that the Ming army was playing dirty tricks and united various tribes on the grassland to hold the kurultai conference, from which they excluded him, the Great Khan of Mobei. Thus, their Oirat tribe was isolated by the various tribes on the grassland.

"Everyone!" Yesen glanced over and said in a deep voice, "Our main force is still there, we still have a chance! Now we have to retreat to the stone mountain behind us and use it as a barrier to hold on. Humph, the Ming army can't stay in the grassland forever, they can't afford it. After they leave, we will fight our way out and still be the overlord of the grassland."

"The Khan is wise!" Boyan shouted.

Yesen laughed proudly and spread his hands, "The current failure is nothing. You all know that Ben Khan was even worse off. He only had 17 people left by his side. But Ben Khan's golden sword was passed on to each tribe, and each tribe still respected Ben Khan."

After Yesen's encouragement, the other generals finally regained their confidence. After Yesen gave some instructions, the generals left and he sat down by the fire, closing his eyes and thinking.

After a while, a woman walked in. This woman was extremely beautiful, with deep facial features, not as soft as the women in the Central Plains. She had a pair of exotic eyes full of charm.

"Khan~" she called out seductively.

Yesen did not move. She walked behind Yesen with her long, straight white legs. She was wearing a grassland undergarment, which consisted of only a few pieces of cloth and could not cover her proud figure at all.

She stretched out her arms, hugged Yesen's neck, and said in a gentle voice: "I am here to help the Khan rest."

Without even looking up, Yesen waved his hand and said, "Alena, I am tired today. You should go back to the women's tent. We will continue heading north tomorrow. You should rest early."

Alena, Yesen's favorite concubine, had a look of worry in her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Can I stay in the Khan's tent?"

Yesen's eyes turned cold: "No!"

Alena pursed her red lips, stood up, and bowed again: "I will take my leave."

She left the central army tent, her eyes flashed fiercely, she looked up at the starry sky, stayed there for a while, and then walked towards the other tent. When she entered the tent, she met a woman.

She had long hair that was black, shiny, and thick, flowing and unruly. She had a delicate face, three-dimensional features, a heroic look between her eyebrows, a high nose bridge, clear lines, tightly pursed lips, and sharp eyes. She said one word to Alena: "Get lost!"

A fierce and wild face, carrying a murderous aura.

Fear flashed deep in Alena's eyes, but on the surface she chuckled: "The Khan asked me to come. If you want to drive me away, Qiqige, go tell Father Khan."

It turned out that this young woman was Yesen's daughter, named Qiqige. Of course, she was not born to Alena, but to the queen. Qiqige's mother died in the battle between Yesen and Tuotuobuhua a few years ago. At that time, Yesen was escaping with Alena. Since then, Qiqige has been particularly cold to Yesen and even hostile to Alena.

"Go to bed early. We have to continue heading north tomorrow." Alena glanced at Qiqige and went to rest.

Qiqige snorted coldly, went to another corner of the tent, squatted there, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. I don't know how long it took, it was late at night, and Alena had fallen asleep.

Qiqige, who was squatting in the corner, stood up suddenly, holding the knife in his hand, and walked towards Alena step by step. The scimitar flashed coldly in the night.

When he arrived in front of Alena and saw that she was sleeping soundly, Qi Qige had to admit in his heart that Alena was really beautiful. She was curled up with beautiful curves, especially her charming and beautiful face, which would make anyone who saw her fall in love with her.

She raised the knife and wanted to stab him.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside. Qi Qi Ge was startled and ran out of the tent in a hurry. Looking up, he saw countless torches lit up in the south, rushing towards the camp like a fire dragon.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" someone shouted.

Qiqige was horrified. She ran into the tent, kicked Alena awake, and shouted, "The Ming army is coming, run!"

……

After dawn, the camp was in a mess.

Yang Guifang sat high on the horse, smelling the blood, and said, "Let Yexian run away first. He will be able to escape for his life."

Zhu Yong, who was riding a horse beside him, frowned and said, "Not only did he escape, but he also preserved most of his strength. He used his heavy cavalry to cover his retreat, but this time, most of his heavy cavalry were killed." Yang Guifang nodded, looked to the north, and said, "To the north is the Shishan Mountain Range. Yesen should have retreated there and used the Shishan Mountain Range to block us."

"Yes, north of the Shishan Mountains is a grassland. Although it is bitterly cold there, it is summer now, which is enough for Yesen to survive." Zhu Yong smiled bitterly, "If we don't destroy Yesen in a short time, our food and grass will be difficult to supply, and we will be in trouble."

This expedition to Mobei made him realize that the battlefield was changing rapidly. Unless the enemy was completely defeated, anything was possible.

As the two were discussing, a guard ran over and bowed to Yang Guifang: "General, we have captured Yesen's concubine and his daughter."

Yang Guifang and Zhu Yong were both stunned, and then rode to the place where the prisoners were held. When they entered one of the tents, they saw two women sitting there, one charming and attractive, the other fierce and wild.

After the personal guards introduced them, Yang Guifang realized that the charming one was Yesen's favorite concubine Alena, and the other was Yesen's daughter Qiqige.

"What should we do? It's not convenient to take two women with us." Zhu Yong asked.

Yang Guifang pondered for a moment, a cunning look flashed across her lips, and then she said, "Aren't we going to send a group of wounded soldiers back to the capital recently? Send them to the capital as well and let His Majesty deal with them."

Zhu Yong nodded: "Okay, women are the most troublesome. If we send them to the capital, at least they can be used as hostages."

As they were talking, Qiqige stood up, walked up to Yang Guifang, and said sternly, "I am the princess of the grassland. Although I was captured by you, I demand treatment that suits my status. And she is the princess of the grassland. I hope you can keep her in solitary confinement, and it would be best if there is a woman to guard her."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed at Alena, who smiled and didn't seem to be afraid at all. Yang Guifang spread her hands towards them and said, "I won't detain you. Today, I will send you to the capital."

Qiqige's expression changed drastically, while Alena chuckled: "The capital of the Ming Dynasty, I heard it is extremely prosperous, I also want to go and see it."

……

Beijing, Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Qizhen summoned Zheng Bizang because he was going to lead a fleet to sea again. This time, the fleet size was about 300 ships and nearly 20,000 people.

This trip was of course to South America. Zhu Qizhen's goal was simple: to build a military base there and own a piece of territory. If the Inca Empire obeyed, they would submit to the Ming Dynasty; if they did not obey, they would be destroyed.

After establishing a base in South America, trade can be started, and the Ming Dynasty's caravans can go there with peace of mind to sell American specialties to Southeast Asia and the West.

"My dear Zheng, I don't care about the process, I only care about the result." Zhu Qizhen smiled, "When a general is away from home, he may not obey the orders of the emperor. I know and understand. Besides, there is the Pacific Ocean between us."

"Your Majesty, I will obey your command." Zheng Bizang bowed hurriedly, "I have no second thoughts."

Zhu Qizhen smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "I was just joking, don't be nervous. This time, just do the things I listed for you."

Zheng Bizang bowed respectfully and said, "I obey your order."

"You are setting out from Yingtian, so I won't see you off." Zhu Qizhen said, "I am in the capital, waiting for your triumphant return."

He gave more instructions, and Zheng Bizang wrote down every one of them, then left the hall.

Zhu Qizhen watched him leave, rubbed his eyebrows, and began to review memorials. Not long after, Chen Mao, Duke of Jing, came to the palace in a hurry, and shouted in great joy: "Your Majesty, a great victory in Mobei, a great victory. Yang Guifang raided Yesen, beheaded 50,000 people, and captured Yesen's concubine and daughter. Yesen fled to the stone mountain in a panic."

"Hahaha, Yang Guifang didn't disappoint me." Zhu Qizhen took the letter and quickly scanned it with a strange look on his face. "This guy sent Yesen's concubine and daughter to the capital? To present them to me? Am I a lustful person?"

"Uh..." Duke Chen Mao of Jing blinked and shook his head, "Of course not, Your Majesty! But Yesen's concubine and daughter are of special status, it would definitely be inconvenient to bring them with him in the army."

Zhu Qizhen was confused: "Then send it to me?"

Duke Chen Mao of Jing smiled and said, "This is also a custom. When General Xu Da captured Wang Baobao's sister, he also sent her to the capital. Later, Emperor Taizu granted her marriage to the King of Qin."

"That's right." Zhu Qizhen chuckled, "How long will it take them to reach the capital?"

Duke Chen Mao of Jing pondered for a moment and said, "The wounded are walking slowly, so it will probably take another ten days. Your Majesty, don't worry, they are all prisoners, they can't run away."

"Who's anxious?" Zhu Qizhen glared, "Old Duke, please don't talk nonsense and ruin my reputation."

Duke of Jing Chen Mao: "..."

Your Majesty, do you have a good reputation?

(End of this chapter)