Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 335 Guanyin Slave

"Sweat profusely."

In the imperial palace of Dadu, Richard Khan bowed to Emperor Yuan.

"If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave at all!"

Emperor Yuan, Toghon Temür, sighed repeatedly, "Is it really impossible to stop them?"

His name means "iron pot".

"It can still block it for a while," Richard Khan said honestly.

Ignoring the gleam in the Emperor's eyes, he immediately poured cold water on the situation, saying, "Even if we temporarily block it, the result can only be total annihilation."

The Iron Pot Emperor asked, puzzled, "Why is that?"

"The two groups of Red Turban rebels cannot be stopped from the east of the river, and even if the ones from the north of the river are temporarily stopped, they will surely die when the east of the river joins the encirclement."

"The Red Turban bandits from Hedong." Iron Pot's face showed disbelief. "Terrifying?"

“The bandit leader is a false Ming king.” Richard Khan sighed. “He is beyond human power to stop.”

He told the truth.

Xu Da and Chang Yuchun's troops, though highly motivated and well-equipped, were still fighting.

It's still within our understanding; although we can't beat them, we can still fight them.

If it were another Red Turban Army, it would be a different story.

Before the powerful magical artifacts summoned by that false Ming King, no army, no matter how large, would be able to resist.

"nowadays."

Richard Khan reiterated, "Our Great Yuan Dynasty has no choice but to retreat to the grasslands."

The "Iron Pot Emperor" instinctively wanted to refuse.

Although he was born in the distant Chagatai Khanate, he worked diligently to govern the country after becoming emperor.

Such a vast territory, so many people, such a noble status, such luxurious enjoyment—it's simply impossible to let go of it all.

"Grassland~"

When the emperor thought of the grasslands, he felt no sense of comfort or joy at returning to his hometown.

"A godforsaken place, where it snows heavily in winter, eats sand in summer, and there's no hot water for showering!"

"I don't want to go~"

Richard Khan stopped trying to persuade him.

The Red Turban Army is still some distance from Dadu (Beijing), and the emperor has not yet reached the point of utter despair.

He retreated to the palace gate, where Wang Baobao, who had previously visited the Crown Prince, was already waiting for him.

"What did the prince say?"

“The Crown Prince says we can leave.” Wang Baobao shook his head with a chuckle. “But losing the capital is such a grave crime that someone has to take the blame.”

"Hey~" Richard Khan laughed as well.

"What kind of time is this to be fighting and vying for the throne?"

The crown prince's meaning was clear: he wanted the emperor to shoulder the responsibility for the country's downfall.

How should we take responsibility?

Of course, he should abdicate!

The father and son had already fallen out over their struggle for the throne.

"The Crown Prince still doesn't want to leave."

Wang Baobao understood clearly: "Empress Qi also had the same idea, and the Crown Prince listened to Empress Qi."

Empress Qi was the third empress of the Iron Pot Emperor.

She was born in Goryeo and entered Dadu (Beijing) as a tribute woman.

More than ten years ago, she gave birth to the emperor's eldest son, who became the crown prince, and was thus made the second empress.

This woman was determined to emulate the so-called virtuous empresses who held power in the previous dynasty. She used beautiful women from Goryeo to win over ministers and interfered in politics in an ugly manner.

As the crown prince grew older, he couldn't wait to seize power by force, leading to a fierce battle in Dadu.

To be honest, Empress Qi deserves some credit for the chaos that has plagued the Yuan court in recent years.

"They're all reluctant to give up this beautiful country."

With a long sigh, Richard Khan mounted his horse. "Once the Red Turban rebels enter Youzhou, they'll know what fear is."

In fact, even before the Red Turban Army entered Youzhou, the clever people in Dadu had already begun to feel fear.

On their way back to the mansion, the father and son saw a long procession of carriages, filled with all sorts of boxes and women, heading toward the city gate.

Only a fool would believe that reinforcements from thousands of miles away would come to Dadu.

Intelligent people know that the Yuan Dynasty's fate is sealed.

They sold their possessions, took their followers and the wealth they had plundered in the Central Plains over the years, and returned to their respective hometowns, such as the grasslands, the Western Regions, the plateau, and India.

I've earned enough; it's time to go home and enjoy life.

As for staying in Dadu?
Just waiting to die~
Wang Baobao's face showed disgust. "It's the caravan of the Western monk (from India) Garinzhen."

When the Mongols were in power, a debate broke out between Buddhism and Quanzhen Taoism.

The result was a crushing defeat for the Quanzhen School, and the Mongol Yuan dynasty began to embrace Buddhism.

Among them, monks from India and other places were the most popular.

These Indians, with their unrestrained and unconventional behavior, disregard for moral boundaries, and hedonistic beliefs, perfectly suited the needs of the Mughal nobles.

Garinjin was a monk from India who came from the West.

He was recommended by Prime Minister Hama and taught the Iron Pot Emperor the Die'er Method (Great Joy), which is the art of the bedroom.

They abducted the wives of nobles and noblemen, as well as respectable women from the neighborhood, to serve as incense burners in the palace.

The filth and depravity within are repulsive, making them like livestock.

These monks from India were just as capable as the Tibetan monks (Tibetans) in committing evil deeds.

Richard Khan also spat.

"That bastard must be terrified."

"Wherever the Red Turban rebels went, they killed all the male members of the Mongol tribes, including these Tibetan monks, who were taller than a cartwheel."

"What's most hateful is that the Red Turban bandits actually flattened the wheels!"

"That bastard is definitely scared; he's trying to run back to his hometown."

Wang Baobao joined in the cursing. "You bastard!"

"I just hope that this bastard runs into some Red Turban bandits and gets killed!"

It was obvious that he was underestimating Lin Dao.

If he were captured by the Red Turban Army, given Lin Dao's temper, he would surely be chopped into minced meat noodles.

What a bunch of monks, none of them are any good. No wonder my hometown was raided.

After dealing with Mengwu, Lin Dao will also go and take over their hometown.

In a physical sense, my hometown!

They returned to their residence, where the father and son were about to discuss their next course of action.

"Abu~Ahe~"

A bright young girl, dressed in traditional Mongolian clothing and with her hair braided into many plaits, skipped and hopped joyfully towards us.

"Guanyin slave~"

Both father and son smiled.

Chaghan Temur had no children of his own, so he adopted his nephew and niece.

To him, these are his most important family members.

Wang Baobao only had this one girl, and he doted on her just as much.

Guanyin Nu, who grew up in a pampered environment, was an innocent and kind-hearted girl who took in many stray cats and dogs.

Under deliberate protection, she naturally couldn't see how terrifying the real world truly was.

The world outside of the stray cats and dogs specially prepared for her is already a place where real people live a life worse than death.

The family of three began to enjoy their meal with smiles on their faces.

Steamed lamb, mare's milk wine, and a variety of other delicacies filled the table.

Every day, cartloads of people from the capital city would be transported to mass graves outside the city to kill the starving dead.

But the real Celestial Dragons' wonderful lives remain completely unaffected.

These Mongols and other tribes believed that these good days would continue indefinitely.

But Lin Dao refused!
The people of the whole world refused!
Amidst Guanyin Nu's cheerful laughter, the father and son, who were also laughing, clearly had somewhat forced smiles.

Unlike the well-protected Guanyin slaves, they knew the extent to which the outside environment had deteriorated.

After the meal, Guanyin Nu happily went to feed the kittens and puppies.

When only the father and son remained, Richard Khan's smile faded.

He earnestly instructed Wang Baobao that "Guanyinnu must be sent out of the pass to the grasslands as soon as possible."

The Red Turban Army treated the various Mongol tribes with extreme cruelty.

Men are basically doomed, so very few people would surrender now.

Run if you can, and if you can't run, you'll fight to the death, since you're going to die anyway.

In particular, the Red Turban Army dealt with the local princes in a very cruel manner.

Women, too, don't have a good ending.

The Red Turban Army returned the same brutal treatment that the Mongol Semu people had inflicted on Han women over the years!
Richard Khan was afraid, afraid that something bad would happen to his precious daughter.

They decided to send Guanyin Nu away before the Red Turban Army entered Youzhou.

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."

Wang Baobao got up and went out to find someone to arrange for his family to leave the city for the grasslands.

Richard Khan sat in his chair, lost in thought.

"Great Yuan, sigh~"

"It has been less than a hundred years since it entered the Central Plains, and it has become like this."

"Eternal Heaven, oh Eternal Heaven, I~~~"

The sound of rapid footsteps came.

Looking up, I saw Wang Baobao running back quickly.

Richard Khan asked in surprise, "It's all arranged so quickly?"

Wang Baobao, his face filled with shock and anger, shouted loudly.

"Abu! The Red Turban rebels have breached Juyong Pass!"

Richard was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"How can it be?!"

Below Juyong Pass.

Looking at the Red Turban Army surging into the pass like a tide, Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction.

"That sudden punch must have knocked Yuan Ting unconscious."

After capturing Taiyuan, he received intelligence from Hassansha.

It is said that the faction that held out in the capital city and awaited reinforcements was engaged in a fierce struggle with the faction that fled back to the grasslands.

They argued fiercely about whether to stay or leave.

Upon learning of this, Lin Dao deliberately ordered all his troops to slow their march, thus lulling the capital into a false sense of security.

He then personally led his elite troops on a rapid march around the grasslands, capturing Juyong Pass at a speed of over a hundred li a day.

This is the most important and convenient pass leading from Dadu to the grasslands.

"As per the previous plan."

Lin Dao instructed his generals to "each unit go and seize all the passes along the Great Wall to cut off all routes for the Yuan court to escape north."

"Send a telegram to Xu Da and Fu Youde, the operation can begin."

The order was transmitted via radio waves, and the two Red Turban armies quickly accelerated their pace of attacking and seizing territory.

The main force of the central army quickly captured Yun, Dai, Xuan, and Da, and rushed to Juyong Pass to provide support, thereby accelerating the blockade of various passes along the Great Wall.

Xu Da and Chang Yuchun's side moved even faster.

They conquered Changlu (Cangzhou), Qingzhou, and Zhigu (Tianjin) at a rate of almost one city per day.

They advanced with unstoppable momentum, advancing straight towards the capital city.

After defeating the Yuan army's attempts to break out several times, more than 200,000 Red Turban soldiers gradually approached Dadu (Beijing) from afar.

The brutal rule of the Mongol Yuan dynasty in the Central Plains is finally coming to an end!
(End of this chapter)