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

Chapter 192 Mahmud's Choice: He Voted!

Benyashiri shoved Tuohuan aside, his face full of sneers: "What nonsense are you spouting? I brought the Ming army here? Didn't you hear our previous conversation? The Ming emperor's goal is to conquer the grasslands. Aren't you Oirats part of the grasslands?"

After saying that, he didn't stop and continued, "Also, what did I just say? I told you to move quickly, but you didn't listen. Now the Ming army is attacking, and you still have the nerve to blame me. It's ridiculous."

At this moment, he completely let go, no longer suppressing his anger. The Ming army was attacking, and this time Arughtai was not there to cover his retreat, so the chances of him escaping were very slim.

He was going to die either way, so why should he humiliate himself? He was, after all, the Khan of the Northern Yuan, and even in death, he should die with dignity.

Tuohuan was speechless after being rebuked by Benya Shili. His face was full of anger, and his eyes flashed with cold killing intent as he looked at Benya Shili.

Benyashiri said, "What? Do you intend to kill me? If you have the guts, go ahead and do it. I will not put up a fight."

The next second, he raised his neck towards Tuo Huan.

Tuohuan froze, somewhat dumbfounded. He hadn't expected Benyashiri to be so arrogant. This was their Oirat camp, and Benyashiri, a fallen Khan, was so presumptuous.

However, he dared not kill Benyashiri. Although he was extremely angry, he knew clearly that he absolutely could not kill Benyashiri.

"Tuohuan, get out of here!" Mahamu then spoke up, reprimanding Tuohuan.

Killing Benyashiri is impossible. Although Benyashiri is a puppet, if they were to kill him, the consequences would be dire. As long as they intend to remain on the grasslands and harbor ambitions, they cannot kill Benyashiri, at least not under the current circumstances.

"Hmph!" Tuo Huan snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.

He felt incredibly aggrieved. He had intended to reprimand Benyashiri, but to his surprise, Benyashiri instead gave him a severe scolding. This greatly surprised him, and at the same time, he felt extremely aggrieved.

How dare a puppet be so arrogant in front of him! It's outrageous!
After Toghon left, Mahmud said apologetically, "Great Khan, I have failed in my duty to raise my son. Please forgive me."

Benyashiri's behavior was far beyond his expectations, making him dare not be rude to her anymore. Otherwise, he would really be helpless now that Benyashiri was acting so crazy.

"Failed to raise your son properly? Tsk tsk, what a fine excuse for failing to raise your son properly. Prime Minister, after your son was disrespectful to me, he just left so nonchalantly. Now you think you can get away with it by saying you failed to raise your son properly?" Benyashiri's eyes were full of mockery.

Mahmud remained silent.

Taiping and Batu Boluo looked surprised. Benyashiri's current appearance made them find it hard to believe that he was the same person as before.

"Great Khan!" Dorjeebo was in a bind and went forward to tug at Benyashiri.

He also knew about Benyashiri's anger and his current confusion about the future, but what else could he do besides vent his anger after offending Mahmud?

"Great Khan, I shall take my leave now!" Mahmud cupped his hands in greeting, and without waiting for Bunyashiri's reply, turned and walked away.

Since Benyashiri wants to cause trouble, he won't indulge her. Although he won't kill Benyashiri directly, he can still ignore her.

This wasn't because he had fallen out with Benyashili because of Tuohuan; rather, he never really cared about Benyashili in the first place. Otherwise, how could Tuohuan have dared to be so rude to Benyashili?

Taiping and Tubolo left directly with Mahmud.

At this moment, the law of the jungle on the grasslands was on full display. Even if Benyashiri was the Great Khan of the Northern Yuan and the king of the grasslands, what could he do? If he didn't have enough strength under his command, he was nothing.

"Damn, damn!"

"What a Mahamut! I was so blind!"

Benyashiri roared angrily. Benyashiri's actions just now had undoubtedly trampled on his dignity. Although he had basically lost all dignity now, Mahmud's behavior was far too blatant.

He never expected that he would be treated this way after arriving in Oirat.

Dorjiber knew the reason for Benyashiri's madness. He sighed inwardly and said softly, "Great Khan, calm down."

He had barely begun to speak when he could no longer continue, because Benjamin was staring at him with a blank expression.

"Sigh," Duo'er sighed deeply in her heart.

Benya's expression shifted between light and shadow. He took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Duo'er, while there's still some time, we must leave quickly."

The Ming army has already arrived. If we don't run now, we'll really have no chance at all. Although he is a puppet, the Ming emperor probably knows that, but once he is captured by the Ming, he will definitely die. There is absolutely no doubt about that.

The puppet was also the Khan of the Northern Yuan, and the Ming Dynasty would absolutely not let him go; he was very certain of this.

"Okay!" Duo'er nodded. He knew that staying would only lead to death, so he had to run while there was still time.

Neither of them had any doubt that the Oirat Mongols could withstand the Ming army; they were certain they couldn't.

"Great Khan, the Prime Minister has ordered that for your safety you not to wander around!" Outside the tent, a group of Oirat soldiers stopped Benyashiri and said respectfully.

"How dare you! Are you trying to imprison me?" Benyashiri said angrily.

The Oirat soldiers remained expressionless, but did not leave.

"Damn it, Mahmud, you old dog!" Benyashiri could no longer hold back and cursed loudly. He didn't know what Mahmud was planning, but he knew that Mahmud had no good intentions in imprisoning him.

It's over, everything is over now, there's no way to run away.

Benyashiri felt a deep sense of regret. Arughtai had risked his life to help him escape, but he had ended up in the Oirat region. He could have escaped anywhere else without any problems, but only by coming to the Oirat region would he be in danger. Yet, he had chosen the Oirat region.

Dorjiber's eyes flickered. Benyashiri couldn't escape, but he didn't know if Mahmud's people would forbid him from leaving. If they didn't, then he would have to abandon Benyashiri.

Although he was acting on Arughtai's orders to save Benjashiri's life, he couldn't care less about that now given the circumstances.

Furthermore, it wasn't that he didn't want to protect Benjamin, but rather that he was powerless to do so; even if he risked his life, it would be of no use whatsoever.

"I want to see the Prime Minister!" Duo'erzhibo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

After deciding to run away, he found a suitable excuse.

Benyashiri paused, then turned to look at Dorjib. Dorjib said, "Great Khan, I'll go talk to the Prime Minister and see if we can leave."

“Okay!” Benjamin nodded.

Since Mahmud has imprisoned him, it is virtually impossible for him to be released. However, it wouldn't hurt to let Dorjibo try, even if it's a last resort.

The young commander looked at Benyashiri, then at Dorjiber, and said, "Come with me!"

His orders were to keep a close watch on Benyashiri, without mentioning Dorjiber. Therefore, when Dorjiber asked to see Mahmud, the young commander hesitated for a while before agreeing.

This is also because there is a fact before us, namely, the identity of Dorjiber. Being able to accompany Benyashiri, the Great Khan of the Northern Yuan, Dorjiber must not be an unknown person.

"Great Khan, I'll be right back!" Dorjibo said to Benyashiri.

Benjamin waved his hand without saying a word.

Duoer took a deep breath and followed the little commander away.

Benyashiri watched Dorjibo leave, then returned to the tent with a grim face: "No, I can't just wait like this, I have to escape right now!"

His mind raced, but then he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

How could Mahmud possibly escape if he had men watching him?
Inside the tent!
Mahmud, Tuohuan, Taiping, Batuboluo, and the others sat quietly, their faces all utterly calm.

The ground shook even louder, but they were completely helpless.

Are we now organizing our forces to prepare for a battle with the Ming army?

Stop joking around. That's making a pointless sacrifice. In the current situation, there's no other option but to surrender.

Fortunately, Benyashiri, the Khan of the Northern Yuan, took the initiative to come to their door, giving them an extra trump card.

"I wonder how the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty will deal with us." Taiping's face was full of bitterness.

After hesitating for a while, Tubolo said, "If we hand over the Khan, we should be able to exchange him for a chance to live."

"I think it was the Great Khan who lured the Ming army here. Otherwise, the Ming army should be attacking Karakorum now, why would they come to our Oirat?" Toghon said angrily.

The sudden calamity before his eyes filled him with intense hatred for Benyashiri. Although he didn't know how the Ming Dynasty would deal with them, one thing was very clear: the Ming Dynasty would definitely not let them off easily.

The best outcome would be for them to submit to the Ming Dynasty. As for a worse outcome, it's unimaginable; the Oirat Mongols might even perish.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. This is our fate. Besides, the Ming Emperor's goal is to conquer the grasslands. We surrendered to the Ming Emperor, which can be considered as achieving his goal. Maybe he will let us go." Mahmud waved his hand irritably.

He was also very unwilling to bow down to the Ming Dynasty, but given the current situation, there was no other way but to submit to the Ming Dynasty.

However, as long as he could preserve the Oirat forces in the end, he felt fine, and might even make a profit. This was not just idle talk, but based on some evidence.

Even on the grasslands, the Oirat people are not considered an independent force. They belong to the Northern Yuan, and although they don't always obey the royal court's orders, they are indeed part of the Northern Yuan.

The difference between being under the Northern Yuan and under the Ming Dynasty doesn't seem to be that significant.

Furthermore, since the Ming Dynasty's foundation was not on the grasslands, they were able to have more autonomy, which provided them with great convenience.

“That’s right. As long as the Ming emperor is willing to accept our surrender, this catastrophe on the grasslands might actually be an opportunity for us Oirats,” said Batu Boluo.

Taiping remained silent, then said quietly, "The problem now is that we don't know how the Ming emperor will deal with us. What if he plans to take action? We'll suffer heavy losses then."

Bald Boluo was speechless for a moment, then said, "If the Ming emperor wants to take action, we can only blame our bad luck. In any case, we definitely can't win against the Ming now."

The Snow Dragon Riders and Tiger Leopard Riders are too ferocious in combat. Their only way to survive is to avoid being found by the Ming Dynasty. But now that they have been found, there is nothing they can do but pray for the favor of the goddess of fate. There is nothing else they can do.

The atmosphere fell silent once again.

"Prime Minister, the esteemed official beside the Great Khan requests to see you," the junior commander said respectfully as he entered the tent.

Mahmud was taken aback, but the next second he thought of Dorjiber and waved his hand, saying, "Bring the person over here."

"Yes, Prime Minister!" The young commander nodded, then stepped out of the tent and said to Duoerzhibo, who was standing outside, "The Prime Minister wants you to come in."

Duoerzhibo nodded, calmed himself down, and went into the tent.

A bitter feeling welled up in his heart. On the way here, he kept looking for an opportunity to escape, but he never found one.

In the end, they could only obediently be led to Mahmud's tent.

"Greetings, Prime Minister!" Dorjibo entered the tent and bowed to Mahmud.

Mahmud waved his hand and said, "Uncle Dorji, what exactly do you want to see me about?"

He was puzzled, wondering why Dorjee wanted to see him at this time. Did he want him to let Benyashiri go?

Dorjiber fled to the Oirat with Benyashiri, and therefore, he regarded Dorjiber as Benyashiri's confidant.

"How will the Prime Minister deal with the attack from the Ming Dynasty?" asked Duo'erzhibo.

Mahmud frowned but remained silent.

Duoerzhibo said, "I observed on the way here. If I'm not mistaken, the Prime Minister should be surrendering directly to the Emperor of Ming, right?"

"Swish swish swish!" Upon hearing this, Tuohuan, Taiping, and Batuboluo's expressions darkened.

Mahmud looked at Dorjib, suddenly smiled, and nodded, saying, "That's right, that's my plan. And then? What are you trying to say? You're not trying to persuade me to fight the Ming Dynasty, are you?"

(End of this chapter)