Ming Dynasty: The Jingnan Rebellion has just been successful, and Zhu Yuanzhang has been resurrected

Chapter 165 Grand Tutor, run! Heading south is a trap!

Inside the tent!
Tuohuan, Taiping, Batuboluo, and other high-ranking Oirat officials sat quietly, none of them looking well.

They were very anxious because they couldn't capture Beiping for a long time.

"Damn it, what's going on with Beiping? All the capable generals are gone, and it's like a turtle shell, we just can't take it no matter what." Taiping was furious.

"Alright, stop complaining. The strength of the Ming army far surpasses that of our grasslands, that's an indisputable fact. Beiping is also a crucial stronghold for the Ming against the grasslands, so it's normal for it to be so powerful." Batu Boluo shook his head, his face full of bitterness.

“I don’t think the Ming army is so powerful. Without excellent generals to command them, they can still unleash such strength. In my opinion, Beiping must have something up its sleeve. Maybe someone is hidden in Beiping. Otherwise, Beiping would not be so difficult to attack,” Tuohuan said.

The defense of Beiping was too stubborn. If it were truly a matter of military strength, then the Northern Yuan would have been crushed by the Ming Dynasty long ago.

"Whoosh!" Mahamu stepped into the tent with a gloomy face.

"father!"

"Prime Minister!"

Tuohuan, Taiping, Batuboluo and others stood up one after another.

"Everyone, please sit down!" Mahmud waved his hand and walked to the seat of honor to sit down.

"Father, what did the Grand Tutor say?" Tuohuan asked.

Taiping, Batu Boluo, and others all looked at Mahmud.

Mahmud, his face contorted with rage, said, "That old dog Arughtai agreed to my plan, but he expects us Oirats to provide the manpower. This is outrageous!"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Tuohuan and the others were startled, and then their faces all darkened, looking extremely ugly.

"Damn it, that old dog! Even at a time like this, he's still thinking about infighting!" Taiping cursed.

"Sooner or later, I will kill this old dog!" Bald Boluo's eyes were also cold.

Tuohuan looked at Mahamu and asked, "Father, what do we do now?"

Upon hearing this, Taiping and Batu Boluo stopped cursing Arughtai and looked up at Mahmud.

“I agree!” Mahmud said in a muffled voice.

After saying that, he picked up the wine in front of him and gulped it down.

He felt extremely frustrated, but at the moment there was really no good solution.

The situation is better than people.

Arughtai was stronger than the Oirat Mongols, and he had already sent people into Beiping City in advance.

Therefore, if we ask them to send out their men now, they can find no reason to refuse.

"Prime Minister, this is sending the Second Prince to their deaths!" Taiping said, her face filled with grief and indignation.

Mahmud looked up at Taiping, his expression furious: "I know in my heart, you don't need to tell me specifically. But tell me, besides agreeing, what else can I do? Are we just going to be stuck in front of Beiping like this?"

Taiping paused, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Mercy does not control soldiers, and justice does not control wealth.

He wasn't heartbroken for his soldiers, but rather furious at Arughtai's arrogance in coming out alone.

It’s so disrespectful!

"The most important thing now is to capture Beiping," Tuohuan stepped in to smooth things over.

"Tuohuan, go and select some people. Make sure to take good care of their wives, children, and elderly parents," Mahmud said, waving his hand.

"Yes, Father!" Tuohuan nodded, got up and walked away.

After Tubolo and the others had left, he looked up at Mahmud and said, "Prime Minister, what about us?"

"Let's take Beiping first!" Mahmud interrupted Tubolo, then picked up the wine jar in his hand and drank it all down again.

As the leader of the Oirat, he felt more humiliated than anyone else.

However, he knew very well that he had to endure it now.

Inside the royal tent!
Benyashiri looked at Arughtai, a slight smile on his face, and shook his head, saying, "Grand Tutor, do you really intend to let the Oirats send all the men?"

“The Oirats marched south with us, so isn’t it only right that we ask them to send some men?” Arughtai said calmly.

Dorjiber has already made it to Beiping. Now, all he needs to do is send some people from the Oirat to cover for Dorjiber so that he can pass on the message. Isn't that a normal thing?

“That may be true, but the Prime Minister is probably very uncomfortable about it, and may even resent you because of it,” Benya Shiri said.

"Let him be jealous. Anyway, our relationship is already bad, so why should I be afraid of him?" Arutai said with a sneer.

He deliberately sent people from the Oirat, so what could Mahmud do about it?

Feeling angry? Then hold it in!

"Grand Tutor, we must unite against external enemies. It's best to minimize internal strife. The Ming Dynasty is our greatest enemy," Benyashiri advised.

Now that Beiping has blocked the army, there is already a lot of discontent within the Northern Yuan. If Arughtai and Mahmud clash again at this time, then this southward march should not continue at all, and everyone should just go back to the grasslands as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, Great Khan, I know what I'm doing. That fellow Mahmud won't turn against me over such a small matter," Arughtai said softly.

He had been fighting with Mahmud for a long time and knew Mahmud's character very well.

Benyashiri stared at Arughtai for a moment, then shrugged and said, "Just be careful. We can't fight amongst ourselves. We should put our strength in the hands of the Ming envoy."

“Yes, Great Khan!” Arughtai nodded.

"By the way, you should try your best to take Beiping as soon as possible. I don't know why, but I've been feeling very uneasy lately. I have a feeling that if this drags on, something terrible will happen." Benya's expression turned serious as he looked at Arutai.

Arutai was taken aback and asked, "Does Your Majesty feel the same way?"

"Hmm?" Benyashiri looked at Arutai with some surprise and said, "What do you mean by that, Grand Tutor? Could it be that you..."

“Indeed, I’ve been feeling rather unsettled lately.” Arutai nodded with a somber expression.

“In that case, Beiping should have been taken much sooner.” Benyashiri frowned.

"Let's first find out the situation inside Beiping and see what's really going on," Arutai said.

He did not respond to Benjamin's words.

To be honest, he's already planning to give up on Beiping.

The city of Beiping was like a tortoise shell, and the attack on it was slow to come down. Every time they attacked, they were just a little short. This situation was very strange. It was as if Beiping was deliberately keeping them hanging on, giving them hope each time, but not letting them actually take it.

“That works!” Benyashiri nodded, without any hesitation.

It would be best to capture Beiping, but if it is impossible to capture Beiping, there is no need to stubbornly keep fighting. Just go around and plunder other places.

However, that's only a last resort.

Beiping was a very important pass for those heading south to the Central Plains. If Beiping could not be captured, those who wanted to plunder the Ming Dynasty would have to worry about their supply lines being cut off.

Night slowly falls!

Tuohuan brought one hundred Oirat soldiers.

Mahmud looked at the hundred Oirat soldiers before him with a solemn expression and said, "You all know your mission, right?"

"We know!" everyone answered in unison.

“Alright, you can go ahead. I’ll have someone take care of my wife, children, and elderly parents at home,” Mahamut said calmly.

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

One hundred Oirat soldiers shouted in unison.

They were all assassins handpicked by Tuohuan, so they were already prepared.

"Go!" Mahmud waved his hand.

"Shhhhh!"

One hundred Oirat soldiers bowed to Mahmud, then turned and left, heading towards Beiping. They didn't put on much elaborate disguise.

Their purpose in going to Beiping was not to gather intelligence, but to deliberately be discovered by the Ming Dynasty and create chaos so that Duoerzhibo could take the opportunity to leave Beiping.

"Tuohuan, take good care of their families!" Mahmud said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Father!" Tuohuan nodded.

Under night!
Duoerzhibo looked out of the city, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes from time to time.

He knew very well that he had to get the message out as soon as possible, but the defenses in Beiping were too tight. Getting into the city was a little easier, but getting out was practically impossible, as the screening was extremely strict.

"Oh dear, this is troublesome!" Duo'er sighed inwardly, feeling utterly helpless.

He was in immense agony at that moment.

They knew the message, but couldn't get it out.

This situation is even more distressing than if he hadn't known the news at all!
"Have you heard? His Majesty will arrive in Beiping in two or three days."

"Really? How did you know this?"

"My second son, who works at the Prince of Yan's residence, has brought back news that His Majesty has sent a message to the Crown Prince, saying that the Northern Yuan troops outside the city are doomed."

"Hehe, the Northern Yuan are really stupid. They've been played by our young master and kept hanging in Beiping. With their abilities, it's just wishful thinking for them to conquer Beiping."

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On the road, two men walked by arm in arm, reeking of alcohol.

"Is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty coming? Is it true?" Duo'erzhibo looked at the backs of the two men with a look of doubt and surprise.

After hesitating for a moment, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head, saying, "What does it matter to me whether the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty comes or not? I can't leave Beiping at all right now!"

For him, leaving Beiping is the most important thing right now.

Once he leaves Beiping, he can tell Arutai the information he has gathered, and then persuade Arutai to return to the grasslands immediately.

By then, the situation of the Ming Dynasty will no longer be of any concern to the Northern Yuan.

The grasslands belonged to the Northern Yuan. Although the Ming Dynasty could suppress the Northern Yuan, it could not stay on the grasslands for long.

After staying for a while, seeing that there was really no chance to leave the city, Duoerzhibo prepared to return to his residence.

If there's no opportunity, the only option is to stay put.

Force our way out of the city?

He had never considered such a thought.

With his limited strength, forcing his way in would be futile. Not only would he fail to deliver the message, but he would also lose his life.

He hasn't lived enough.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Suddenly, a loud gong sounded throughout Beiping.

"What's going on?" Duo'er Zhibo paused in her steps, a look of confusion in her eyes.

After careful observation, he discovered that the sound of the gong was coming from the city gate.

"Thieves have entered the city! Everyone, lock your doors and windows!"

"Thieves have entered the city! Everyone, lock your doors and windows!"

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Before long, someone started shouting and telling the story.

"Someone has entered the city? Could it be that the Grand Tutor has made his move?" Duo'er Zhibo was taken aback at first, but then a look of joy appeared on his face.

The next second, he perked up and his eyes brightened.

If Arughtai takes action, it will undoubtedly be to create chaos and give him an opportunity to escape the city.

"Good, it seems that Heaven is not willing to destroy our Northern Yuan." Duoerzhibo was excited. Immediately, he moved and quickly approached the city gate.

Prince Yan’s Mansion!
Zhu Gaochi had just finished resting when he was woken up by the noise.

Although he had made proper arrangements, he hadn't had a proper rest in the past few days because he was worried about any unforeseen events.

Shaking his aching head, Zhu Gaochi asked, "What happened outside?"

"Your Highness, just now some Northern Yuan bandits tried to sneak into the city, but fortunately they were discovered by the soldiers guarding the city gates," the maid said respectfully.

"A thief is trying to sneak into the city?" Zhu Gaochi was taken aback upon hearing this, then gave a wry smile and shook his head, saying, "You realized something was wrong so quickly? You've got some skills!"

Calming himself, he asked, "How many thieves entered the city?"

"Sixty-three people have been captured so far," the maid said respectfully.

Zhu Gaochi was somewhat bewildered upon hearing this: "How much?"

"We've caught sixty-three people so far, but we're still making arrests at the city gates, so the number might rise further," the maid said.

Zhu Gaochi stared in disbelief, then frowned.

Something's not right!

It's perfectly normal for them to realize that something is wrong in Beiping and secretly send someone in to inquire.

However, they sent out dozens of people at once.

What's going on?

Is this gathering intelligence? Isn't this just alerting the enemy?

Suddenly, Zhu Gaochi's face darkened, and he said to the maid, "Go, have someone call Uncle Seventeen over."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The maid nodded, turned and walked away.

Zhu Gaochi's expression shifted between light and dark, a bitter feeling rising in his heart: "Damn it, the news can't be kept secret anymore, this is going to be troublesome."

Outside the city!

Benyashiri, Arughtai, Mahmud, and others stood quietly, their gazes fixed on the direction of Beiping City.

Personnel have already been dispatched.

All they could do next was wait and see if Duo'er Zhibo could leave Beiping City.

Once Dorjee comes out, their plan will work.

"Boom!"

After rushing out of Beiping City, Duoerzhibo ran wildly all the way without daring to rest for a moment.

He knew how difficult it was to break out of Beiping, and he also knew how heavy the burden on his shoulders was; the life and death of the Northern Yuan might be resting on his shoulders.

"Huff, huff, huff," Duo'er gasped for breath, gritting her teeth as she ran.

He dared not stop, fearing that the Ming Dynasty would catch up with him.

"Lulu!"

Suddenly, the neighing of warhorses came from ahead.

Duo'er was startled and instinctively tried to hide.

Suddenly, he noticed the clothes the newcomer was wearing.

The rangers of the Northern Yuan.

"Quickly, tell the Grand Tutor that heading south is a trap, run!!!" Duo'erzhibo rushed forward and shouted loudly at the bewildered Northern Yuan cavalry.

(End of this chapter)