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

Chapter 196 Dividing the Grasslands, Enslavement!
Zhu Yuntong remained calm as he looked at the scene before him. He didn't believe that Mahmud would dare to attack him, but at the same time, he prepared life-saving items from the system's inventory, which he would use immediately if things went wrong.

Unless it's a sudden, instantaneous kill, it's quite difficult to kill him if he's prepared.

Mahmud remained expressionless as he strode toward Benyashiri. Now, he had only one path left to take. Originally, he was unwilling to kill Benyashiri, after all, no matter what, Benyashiri was the Khan of the Northern Yuan.

The crime of regicide carries extremely serious consequences, whether in the Central Plains or the grasslands. However, he had no other choice at the moment. If he wanted to save the Oirat from the impending disaster, he had no choice but to kill Benyashiri. This was all destined when he accepted Benyashiri to come to the Oirat.

No, it's not that absolute. If the Ming army hadn't found the location of the Oirat, the Oirat wouldn't be facing the current crisis. Ultimately, it was probably his greed that led to the disaster. If he hadn't wanted to take Benyashiri hostage to control the grasslands, none of this would have happened.

"Damn it, that bastard Mahmud, he actually wants to kill the king!" Dorjib understood Mahmud's intentions, his expression changed drastically, and his mood turned extremely bad.

He hadn't expected Mahmud to be so ruthless, but since things had come to this point, he didn't have any good options. He could only watch helplessly as Mahmud murdered the king. As for the idea of ​​standing up to stop Mahmud, he never even considered it.

"Mahamut is actually planning to assassinate the king!"

"That's ruthless. To survive, they even dared to kill their own king."

“That poor guy Benyashiri, of all places, he had to run to the Oirat. But it’s also good that he ran to the Oirat, otherwise it would have been really difficult to catch him.”

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Around them, Zhu Di, Lan Yu, and other Ming generals also reacted, their eyes flashing with inexplicable expressions. However, they were actually quite pleased with the situation before them.

After killing Benyashiri, Mahmud, or rather the Oirat, had no choice but to follow the Ming Dynasty, unless the Oirat could rise up and unify the grasslands.

The Oirat Mongols in history faced a similar situation, also committing regicide. However, Zhu Zhanji later ruined things by failing to control the Oirat, which nearly turned against its master, the Ming Dynasty.

"Grand Tutor, what's going on? Tell me, what exactly is going on!" Benyashiri gradually came to his senses, his expression filled with utter despair. He could bear the betrayal of others, but the betrayal of Arutai, whom he had relied on as his last resort, was something he could not accept.

Arughtai remained silent, his face expressionless.

He was well aware of his situation. The Ming emperor had already achieved his goal, and the rule of the grasslands by the Ming was inevitable. His life or death was no longer so important.

If he were to stand up and protect Benyashiri at this moment, he would only die with Benyashiri and be unable to do anything else. Moreover, the Borjigin family would eventually become a thing of the past.

Perhaps a new ruler will emerge on the grasslands, or perhaps the grasslands will break free from the rule of the Ming Dynasty. However, the Borjigin family is gone. The Borjigin family has already declined and is no longer as powerful as before. Now, the only person who still thinks about restoring the glory of the Borjigin family is himself. Under such circumstances, can he die?

No!

He must not die!

He wanted to live, to remain useful, and to slowly seek an opportunity to revitalize the Borjigin family and allow it to shine again on the grasslands when the time was right.

Therefore, he cannot stand with Benyashiri now. Of course, this is not a betrayal, because he has never been loyal to Benyashiri. From beginning to end, his loyalty has been to the Borjigin family, not to any particular person.

If one has never been loyal, how can one speak of betrayal?

Mahmud, knife in hand, slowly approached Benyashiri from behind. He looked at Arutai, knowing the bond between Arutai and Benyashiri. He hoped Arutai would step forward to stop him, then he would decisively kill Benyashiri and take the opportunity to slander Arutai.

On the grasslands, the greatest threat to him was Arughtai. If he could eliminate Arughtai while demonstrating his loyalty to the Ming emperor, it would truly be killing two birds with one stone.

Arughtai remained expressionless, showing no intention of stopping Mahmud.

Mahmud's heart sank. After waiting for a while, seeing that Arutai showed no intention of saving Benyashiri, he immediately gave up hope. However, he didn't let Arutai off easy either. With a mocking expression, he stabbed Benyashiri.

"Grand Tutor!" Blood trickled from the corner of Benyashiri's mouth. He was barely breathing and did not struggle. When he saw Zhu Yunwen enter, he understood everything. He had been betrayed by everyone. Or rather, the grasslands had been conquered by the Ming emperor. As the emperor of the Northern Yuan, his fate was already sealed. Everyone else could live, but he alone could not.

Knowing his fate, Benjamin did not beg for mercy or weep, because he knew that doing so would be futile and would only invite ridicule.

As the Great Khan of the Northern Yuan, Benyashiri was put on the throne by Arughtai, but his personal abilities were definitely qualified. Of course, his abilities were only qualified, not particularly outstanding, otherwise he could have really caused more trouble.

Arughtai held Benyashiri in his arms, watching her slowly die. He didn't say a word, and his expression didn't change. But he harbored a deep hatred for Mahmud and vowed to kill him one day to avenge Benyashiri.

Mahmud looked at Zhu Yunwen beside him with a fawning gaze and said, "Your Majesty, can I now prove my innocence? From now on, the Oirat will obey your orders."

After saying that, he bent down and knelt down.

"Swish swish swish!" Upon seeing this, Tuohuan, Taiping, Batuboluo and the others also knelt down, their hearts filled with trepidation. They had done the best they could, but that did not mean that Zhu Yunwen could let the Oirat go.

"Alright, get up!" Zhu Yunwen waved his hand. The development of events was not unexpected; the Oirat Mongols indeed did not dare to harm him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Great Emperor!" Mahmud was overjoyed, knowing that the disaster for the Oirat had passed. Although his killing of Benyashiri might cause some tribes on the grassland to hate or even despise him, he didn't care. The grassland was a dog-eat-dog world. As long as the Oirat were strong enough, who could do anything to him?

"Damn it!" Dorjiber was extremely frustrated. Mahmud's ruthlessness was beyond his expectations. Now he was at a loss for what to do. Originally, he could have joined Arughtai's forces, but his previous act of betraying Benyashiri must have filled Arughtai with disgust for him.

To put it bluntly, Arughtai's hatred for him was probably no less than that for Mahmud. After all, if it weren't for him, Mahmud wouldn't have needed to kill Benyashiri to prove his innocence; it was Arughtai who forced Mahmud to kill Benyashiri.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!" Dorjibo subconsciously looked at Zhu Yunwen beside him. It seemed that only Zhu Yunwen could save him from the current situation. Otherwise, once Zhu Yunwen and the Ming army left, he would surely be killed by Mahmud and Arughtai working together.

He really wanted to ask Zhu Yunwen for help, but after opening his mouth, he gave up. The main reason was that he really didn't know how to ask Zhu Yunwen for help, and he also didn't know how Zhu Yunwen planned to arrange things on the grassland. What if he asked for help and Zhu Yunwen thought he was a coward? What if he had previously planned to give him an important position, but then gave up on him because of this? Wouldn't that be the last thing he wanted?
"Alright, now I'll explain the arrangements for the grasslands!" Zhu Yunwen said softly. "Swish swish swish!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard his words.

Whether it was Mahmud, Tuohuan, Arughtai, Kole, or Zhu Di, Lan Yu, everyone was very curious about what arrangements Zhu Yunwen would make for the grasslands, as this matter was of great importance.

Zhu Yunwen observed the changes in everyone's expressions, remaining perfectly calm. He had already anticipated their reactions, given the incredibly fast pace of his campaign across the grasslands, which had left him with little control and resulted in a complete rout.

While there are advantages to crushing, there are also very obvious disadvantages, namely, instability. In particular, he will definitely return to the Ming Dynasty, so his time on the grasslands will not be long, which makes it even easier for rebellion to occur.

He understood the little schemes in the hearts of both Mahmud and Arughtai, but since he spared their lives, he must have had a plan in mind and had made the necessary preparations.

Actually, there's one thing that's pretty much the same everywhere: conquest. Many people think that to completely conquer a place, you need to let it settle and develop, but that's not entirely accurate.

Complete conquest does require time to mature, but it requires even stronger military force. The so-called maturity is merely a matter of confidence; military force is the fundamental element. This is the origin of the saying "political power grows out of the barrel of a gun."

As for the grasslands, Zhu Yunwen did not believe that he had conquered them with this one campaign. Zhu Yunwen did not think he had such great personal charisma. It was more likely that these people would submit on the surface, but would rebel after he left.

However, Zhu Yunwen did not care about this, because he had already prepared for the grasslands to become disobedient in the future. In fact, it was very simple: just kill them a few more times. As for the present situation, it was more about laying the foundation for the grasslands to completely submit to him later.

The foundation is absolutely crucial for building a house.

"Whoosh!" Zhu Yunwen placed a huge map on the table.

"This is a map of the grassland!"

"What's going on? How does His Majesty the Emperor have such a clear map of the grasslands!"

"No wonder His Majesty the Emperor was able to find us; it was because of this map."

"Damn it, with a map like this, the vast grasslands don't seem to be able to protect us anymore."

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At first, no one could make out the map in front of them, but soon everyone was dumbfounded. Mahmud, Arughtai and others' faces suddenly changed color, and their hearts sank to the lowest point.

The grasslands are vast, and they really don't know how Zhu Yunwen managed to draw such a comprehensive and exquisite map. It's not a tragedy, but even the best painters on their grasslands could never draw such a map.

The two were extremely distressed. With this map, it was as if the Ming Dynasty had strangled the grasslands. How could they possibly rebel in the future? Even if they did rebel, the danger would be greatly increased!

Zhu Di, Lan Yu, and the others exchanged bewildered glances. They were well aware of the value of this map. If the Ming Dynasty had possessed such a map before, the Northern Yuan would have been destroyed countless times over.

Zhu Yunwen was unaware of what everyone was thinking, but even if he had known, he wouldn't have cared much. The map in front of him was a priceless treasure in the eyes of Mahmud, Arughtai, and even Zhu Di and Lan Yu, but it was nothing compared to the vast collection in his warehouse.

The system's capabilities are simply insane.

"Swish, swish, swish!" Zhu Yunwen held a red pen and kept drawing circles on the map.

"What's going on? What is His Majesty the Emperor doing?"

"No! This map is so perfect, Your Majesty! Please don't destroy it!"

"Your Majesty, how exactly does he intend to settle the grasslands?"

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Everyone was stunned by Zhu Yunwen's actions. They stared at him blankly, all sorts of thoughts running through their minds.

However, although they didn't know what Zhu Yunwen was doing, they all knew one thing: what Zhu Yunwen was doing now was settling the grasslands.

After a while.

Zhu Yunwen put away the red pen and twisted his neck.

The crowd looked at each other, bewildered.

On the once pristine white map, circles were now drawn one after another. These circles were irregular, crooked, and looked very unsightly.

"Arutai, go here!" Zhu Yunwen pointed to a red circle on the map and said calmly.

That's right. Just now, Zhu Yunwen was dividing the grassland. He wanted to divide the whole grassland into large and small sections, which is somewhat similar to the original large and small tribes of the grassland. However, this is different from the original situation of the grassland.

That is, all these tribes, large and small, need to be recognized by the Ming Dynasty, and they have the right to monitor each other. In addition, the leaders of each tribe need to have received education in the Ming Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)