The Khan Ministry meeting ended, leaving only Tuluborot without leaving.

Batumonk was still looking at the topographic map, and the traces representing the first line of defense in Shenxi had been erased, and Batumonk was very impressed.

"Father Khan, I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have ordered the withdrawal of troops!" Turuborot stepped forward and said.

Batumonk didn't look back: "Why do you think so? Do you think that being a father wants you to continue charging and die on the battlefield?"

Tuluborot did not answer, feeling that Batumonk's tone was no longer as amiable as before, and felt a strong crisis of trust.

Batumonk sighed: "Before the war, you ordered your father to charge forward, that is to stimulate your bloodline, but a person in power should learn to judge the situation. When you find that the future cannot be passed, you must insist on letting your soldiers continue to die. That is definitely an unqualified behavior. Therefore, it is the right choice to order the withdrawal of troops in time, regardless of the previous orders of being a father!"

"But……"

Tuluborot hesitated for a moment and said, "But I have never completed the task entrusted by my father Khan."

"No."

Batumonk finally turned around, stared at his son's eyes, and shook his head, "If you are in your environment for your father and see that your corpses have piled up in front of the enemy's positions, and there is still no hope of breaking the enemy's positions, you will also order the withdrawal of troops. This is the most basic quality for the general. You have completed the test given to your father and learned to judge the situation. This is what your father wants to teach you."

Although Batumonk seemed to be tolerant and generous, Turuborot was not happy at all. He believed that Batumonk said this just to comfort himself.

"Father Khan scolded the third brother before, but the third brother has always achieved military achievements. But I have not achieved any achievements so far, but have lost so many soldiers. Father Khan does not blame me, just because I am the successor to the throne of Khan, and he doesn't want to make his face look ugly!"

Thinking of this, Tuluborot asked tentatively: "Why did my father order to continue attacking the Ming army camp? Isn't it the best choice to withdraw troops now? Even if Chen Xi escapes smoothly, he may not be able to encourage the Ming emperor to continue to go out to attack the grasslands. And we can avoid him next time, which is better than continuing to damage the tribe!"

Upon hearing this, Batumonk was angry and turned around to look at Tuluborot, his tone became cold: "This time you lead the troops to attack, so that my father can see the embarrassment of the Ming army. If it weren't for the corpses of our own people blocking the route of the cavalry assault, maybe even your 10,000 troops could win... Since the victory or defeat is only one step away, why give up halfway and let the tiger return to the mountain?"

Tuluborot lowered his head and said nothing. He did not feel any need to capture the Ming army camp.

What is the biggest advantage of nomadic people? It is nothing more than mobility! You can give up the original pasture migration at any time! So what if Chen Xi returns to the pass? With the Ming Dynasty's urinary nature, that battle to the frontier was not a mess, and everyone knows that? There is such a buffer time, enough tribes to migrate.

Anyway, the Ming army would not be able to station on the grassland for a long time. When the Ming army consumed the food and grass, they would naturally retreat. At that time, the Dayan tribe would still dominate everything on the grassland.

Batumonk said: "What we need to be prepared for now is that the Ming army sent troops from Yansui to rescue Chenxi. Fortunately, the main troops of the Ming Dynasty were attracted to the front line of Xuanfu. Even if people were sent, it would take at least half a month. As long as we can capture the camp of Chenxi during this period! We cannot surround and fight, because there are still many ambitious people on the grassland now, such as the Korqin tribe, which we will use troops next... We will delay here for one more day, the more likely it is to have problems with the Khan tribe!"

Tuluborot saluted: "The sons will definitely command the troops to block the Ming Dynasty reinforcements on the other side of the river, and will not let them kill to the Yuxi River!"

"Um!"

Batumonk nodded with relief and said, "You must not only learn how a general should do things, but also try to do what a Khan should do, coordinate the overall situation, and sacrifice local interests for the overall situation... You are different from them. They have to rely on military merits to gain status, but you are the person who gives them status. You can just leave it to others for what you really need to take risks!"

"Yes, Father Khan!"

Turuborot saluted respectfully.

Batumonk waved his hand: "Go down, and after dawn, I will take my men upstream across the river. I am tired of my father and have to rest. I hope this battle will be completed smoothly tomorrow!"

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Turuborot did not think that his father made the decision for his own good. Instead, he believed that he was sent to an insignificant position by his father because he was guilty of leading the army. As for crossing the river to block the reinforcements sent by the Ming Dynasty, it seemed that there was no need for him.

In order to ensure the safety of the city blockage, the Ming army had no intention of sending reinforcements. Moreover, according to Tuluborote's prediction, the troops in Chenxi actually did not need reinforcements at all.

"Chen Xi is really too strong!"

After returning to his camp, Tuluborot felt annoyed. He washed the blood on his face and hands with hot water, then took off his armor and wiped the blood stains on him with a rag... Only the blood on his face was caused by the scratches when his helmet fell off, and the rest of the blood came from others. The previous scene of corpses and seas of blood made him feel a trembling from the depths of his soul.

Just as Turuborot was about to rest, the guard's voice suddenly came from the door: "Empress Zhao, please come back, the eldest prince will not receive you!"

"What did she do here?"

Tuluborot quickly put on the armor again, believing in his heart that Awulu's visitor was not good... This woman had a deep hatred for herself, and it was precisely because of her own existence that blocked her son's way to the throne of Khan.

A Wulu's voice came: "I have something to see the eldest prince, can't I explain it to you? Big prince, I know you are inside, you won't even have the courage to see a woman, right?"

When Tuluborot heard this voice, he felt very disgusted, but he still came to the door and opened the curtain. But he saw Awulu being surrounded by several guards, unarmed, but stubbornly holding his head up, as proud as the owner of this camp.

"Let her come here!"

Tuluborot walked out and gave instructions.

Awulu was released and came to Tuluborot. Without saying hello, he went directly into the tent. The guard wanted to go in and drag her out, but Tuluborot reached out to stop her.

"A woman can't threaten my safety!"

Then Tuluborot subconsciously touched the scabbard around his waist, feeling that he could draw his sword to defend himself at any time, so he walked into the camp with confidence.

A Wulu entered inside, looked around under the faint light emitted by the fat lamp, then turned around and said to Tuluborot: "As the great prince, the future master of the grassland, you live in such a frugal place. It seems that you have not received the full trust of Dahan!"

"What do you mean?"

Turuborot couldn't help frowning. He didn't know the purpose of this woman coming, but he knew very well that this woman could not be targeted when she came to visit.

In public, he may not be able to do anything to A Wulu, but this is a private place. Even if A Wulu is killed, he will turn around and say that this woman assassinated him, A Wulu will have to die in vain.

A Wulu smiled and said, "Is this necessary for me to explain? It seems that you are indeed different from the absurd emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You have certain strategies and know how to make choices. Unfortunately, there is no counselor around you who is as loyal as Chen Xi, and your light is covered up by your father. When everyone mentions the eagle on the grassland, they will only think of your father. You can't even compare to your father!"

"Father Khan is the co-lord of the grassland. Isn't it natural for him to have a lofty reputation? Do you dare to sow discord in front of me and want to die?" Tuluborot shouted sternly.

The smile on A Wulu's face increased instead of reducing. He said in a sarcastic tone: "If you have the ability, kill me. Anyway, my life is irrelevant. Even Dahan doesn't bother to kill me. It should be my honor to be able to end my life, because Dahan doesn't even allow me to break myself. Saying that will kill my son... Haha, is this what a father should say?"

Tuluborot looked at Awulu, and now he became even more confused.

He does have a certain mind, but compared with A Wulu, it is a little too short for him. He can't react for a long time to what the other party is going to do.

Awulu said: "Don't you want to be a Khan? Or do you mean that after waiting for a few years, all your younger brothers will become adults, one or two threaten your heirs? The one who leads troops to attack tomorrow, but your younger brother is not you! In other words, if you really capture the Ming army's position tomorrow, the one who has made the greatest contribution is Bals... Haha, you should know Khan's attitude, right? Obviously Khan is very disappointed with you!"

Awulu is like a psychologist, pointing out the most vulnerable part of Tuluborot's heart.

Tuluborot looked at A Wulu with his eyes narrowed, and for a moment he didn't know how to face such a woman with a lotus tongue. He didn't know anything other than using violence, but he used force to deal with A Wulu before, and now he didn't know what to do.

"Do you dare to kill your father?" Awulu looked at Tuluborot and shouted sternly.

"Swish"

Tuluborot immediately pulled out his sword, looked at Awulu, shouting, "I want to kill you!"

A Wulu smiled disdainfully and turned to the side and said, "What's the use of killing me? You can only wave your sword to scare an unarmed woman... It's useless to intimidate me anymore. I have nothing to fear about death. My son will not be a big khan no matter what. But as a mother, I hope he will be rich and prosperous for life. If you can satisfy my wish, I will assist you... Your brother is dead, don't you want to know how he died?"

"You killed Urus?" Turuborot asked with wide eyes.

A Wulu shook his head flatly: "Urus died at the hands of Yibula and Shen Xi, which is well-known, but your brother was indeed hit by my poisonous plan... I secretly bribed the close ministers around Khan to make suggestions to restore the Jinong system founded by Shizu, and suggested that your younger brother go to the right wing to be a Jinong. Khan happily adopted the pros and cons, and then I told Yibula this news, causing panic in 30,000 households on the right wing."

"It just so happened that your brother led his troops to pursue Chen Xi's troops. I also made a comment to Yibula, saying that Urus is a man who has no brains and acts in accordance with the rules and does not know how to adapt. To kill him, you only need to show weakness and express your intent to surrender, and then make an appointment with him to meet him at a location. At that time, you can kill him with just a little trick!"

"You vicious woman!"

Tuluborot raised his sword and said to Awulu.

A Wulu laughed: "I was helping you relieve your big troubles. How can you blame me? If I told Da Khan, all this was instructed by you, do you think Da Khan would believe it?"

Tuluborot showed murderous intent on his face and said, "Father Khan will not believe your nonsense!"

"I didn't before, but now it may not be... You are no longer the perfect son in Da Khan's mind. You are brave and selfish, and you are timid in your bones. You will give up easily if you don't get into the enemy formation. If you fight on the battlefield without success, you will not need Da Khan to help you speak, and others will respect you... Haha! Now it's a joke from the Khan tribe!" A Wulu mocked.

"Shut up!" Tuluborut angrily scolded.

Awulu looked at Tuluborot, and his voice softly: "I am here to save you, my eldest prince... If your father dies, I am yours, according to the rules on the grassland, what reason do I have to blame you? Facing a woman like me who makes you crazy, the best way should not be to ravage me with the method of a man, so that I can convince you? Or do you like to pretend to be powerful and live in the shadow of your father all your life?"

Although Tuluborot likes beauty like men on the grassland, he will never lose his mind.

This is his father's woman. He was not qualified to inherit before Dayan Khan died, and even if he was qualified, he would not dare to accept it, because he felt that with his wisdom, he could not suppress such a woman with a femtocratic heart.

"There are many ways to punish you, such as your son. If I become a khan, you and your son will regret being a human being in the world!" Turuborot threatened.

"Hahaha……"

A Wulu was like hearing a joke, and she laughed loudly.

"As the heir to the tens of thousands of miles of grassland, there is no cunning at all. Big Prince, you are really disappointed. You can never compare with your father. Your father is like a shiny sun, and you are not even as good as a dim star. Can you see this threat to me as your rejection of my surrender and hope that I will help your brother deal with you?"

Tuluborot was stunned.

He suddenly thought of the national teacher Susuha. Susuha had also expressed his intention to surrender to him before, but he ignored him. Then Susuha lost his due respect for him and began to target him everywhere. He finally understood that if he did not show his attitude of being respectful to the wise and incompetent, it would only allow those who had the cards to surrender to their competitors.

A Wulu smiled and said, "Why, have you figured it out? Or do you think that having a woman with you for such a long night is better than falling asleep alone?"

Tuluborot said: "I'm not interested in you!"

"You will!"

Awulu said confidently, "Actually you are smarter than your father. You know that Tatars cannot defeat the Ming Dynasty. Chenxi opposite is not the Yuxi River that has no choice but to reach the desperate Yuxi River. He did this on purpose. Your father was disappointed with you and asked you to cross the river to block the reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty. It seems to be a disposal to you. In fact, it is a rare opportunity. At least when the Khan army is defeated, you can take your troops and run back to the Khan army to regroup. At that time, you will be the Khan on the grassland, and everyone must obey your orders."

Tuluborot frowned: "You said such a disheartening thing before the war, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"I'm afraid, are you here?" Awulu walked to Tuluborot step by step, looking up at the other party with a arrogant look.

Although Tuluborot's figure is much stronger than Awulu, he is helpless with the woman in front of him.

Awulu said: "You can continue to show off your power to me, even hit me, and trampled me under your feet, but what you did to me today is what others did to you in the future... If you are a smart person, you should know the benefits of working with me, and I don't believe in a person who speaks vernacular... I want to feel your sincerity!"

"What do you mean?"

Tuluborot was shaken because he knew clearly that his strategy was not as good as his father, and he wanted to inherit the Khan position and control the wolves on the grassland, and he was a little unconfident.

A Wulu gritted his teeth and said, "Be my man! Moreover, you must kill your father, otherwise you will always be an incompetent waste, no one will listen to you, your father will deprive you of your heir at any time... I can give you advice and give birth to a son. As long as you pass on the position of Khan to our common descendants, I can do everything for you, or even die for you!"

"Crazy woman!"

Tuluborot then realized how crazy the woman in front of him was. This time he did not get angry anymore, but turned his back to Awulu. He was not worried that this woman would assassinate him because he knew that Awulu had ambitions and plots. Even if he killed him, her son would not be the master of the grassland. He had many younger brothers, and these younger brothers were older than Awulu's son, and Awulu's son was still born in a villain, and he had no status in the Ming Dynasty or the grassland.

A Wulu said: "I paid the price and naturally I have to get rewards. We are learning from our strengths and weaknesses. What is it that we cannot? What you lack is strategy, but what I lack is a man to rely on! Yi Sima once was very capable, but he was no match for your father. Even the battle was north. In the end, I could only return to your father, but your father has lost his trust in me, and I can only find new people to rely on!"
To be continued...