The Tatar soldiers rushed in and led the camels out of the mud house. The old servant walked over and stopped them, saying, "Sir, these are our goods. You can't let us take them away."

With a "swish!", the general drew his scimitar and hacked the servant to death.

Yu Bu Tong and the others were shocked. The general pointed his scimitar at the neck of another servant and said, "I want all of your goods. Do you have anything to say?"

The servant glanced at Li Baiwan, who shook his head, meaning that saving his life was the most important thing.

The servant shook his head: "No."

"Swish!" Another blow of the knife, and the servant was instantly killed.

Asking for mercy meant death, and not asking for mercy was also death. The remaining servants were terrified, knowing that if the caravan's goods fell into the hands of the Tatars, there would be no hope of recovering them. Some were killed, but most could survive if they didn't resist.

"You..." Yu Bu Tong was furious, and Li Baiwan grabbed him.

The general smiled and pointed his scimitar at Yu Bu Tong: "You say!"

Yu Bu Tong was stunned for a second, then said: "Tell me who you are first!"

The general laughed heartily, then said viciously: "My name is Chishu Shanxia!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining servants' faces changed drastically and everyone trembled.

Chishu Shanxia is the most capable general under the Tatar tribe leader Xingchen Jiu. At the same time, Chishu Shanxia's cruelty is also well-known far and wide.

Normally, if a caravan of horses or camels encountered Tatars, their goods would be robbed, but the people themselves would generally be safe. But if you encountered someone from the foot of Chishu Mountain, it would be like meeting the King of Hell. Not only would they rob you of your goods, they would also brutally disembowel the merchants and dump their bodies in the wilderness.

Yu Bu Tong pointed at his nose and cursed: "I don't care what you mean by rubbish, you are from the foot of Chishu Mountain. You are killing people and robbing people without any conscience. You are simply a disgrace to the Mongolians!"

Everyone was horrified. Chishu Mountain was notorious. Yu Bu Tong actually dared to point at his nose and curse him. This person was truly courageous.

Chi Shushan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you!"

"Bah! You bastard! How can you stop the world from talking nonsense by killing me? You Mongols have always been hospitable, but you Tatars only know how to rob and kill. What else can you do but be a disgrace to the Mongols?"

Chishushan said angrily: "You merchants are cunning and treacherous. You use fake goods to deceive the kind Tatars. You go to other tribes to trade, but not to Tatars. Don't you deserve to be killed? You didn't beg for mercy. Tatars respect heroes. Although you scolded me, I will not kill you. Bring them back to me and ask the Khan to deal with them!"

It turns out that the Tatar leader, Xingchen Jiu, had been cheated by a caravan while trading with them. He subsequently issued a death order: any camel caravan passing through the Tatars would be plundered upon sight. Over time, no one dared to trade with the Tatars, and the Tatars were forced to resort to robbery to survive.

Yu Bu Tong and others were taken to the Tatar tribe. Fortunately, Yu Bu Tong spoke up for justice without fear in the face of danger, otherwise they would have been killed by the sword at the foot of Chishu Mountain.

Unlike the others, Yu Bu Tong became the spoils of the Tatars. These dozen people were tied with ropes and led by soldiers on horses.

When they arrived at the Tatar tribe, the Tatars surrounded them. Some people reached out and touched Yu Bu Tong and the others. In the eyes of these people, Yu Bu Tong and the others were just commodities.

"Brother Li, why do they treat us like merchandise?"

Li Baiwanku, his hands tied, smiled and shook his head: "We are the spoils of war of the Tatars, that is, their slaves."

Yu Bu Tong was shocked: "What will happen to us next?"

Li Baiwan sighed: "They were either killed or sold as slaves to the locals."

Yu Bu Tong felt a chill in his heart. Whether he lived or died, his hope of going on a diplomatic mission to the Mongol Kingdom was shattered.

…

Zhu Lian and Tang Wan'er's bellies grew bigger day by day, and Zhao Huan was overjoyed. He finally had offspring. If they gave birth to a prince or princess, he would be the father.

At the same time, a thought flashed through Zhao Huan's mind: should he depose or retain Crown Prince Zhao Chen? After all, he was the child of his previous incarnation. But on closer inspection, he realized that he was already occupying this body, and deposing the Crown Prince would be a waste of his humanity. Therefore, he decided that no matter how many children he had, Zhao Chen would always be the Crown Prince, his heir a hundred years from now.

But the world is full of unexpected events, and misfortunes and blessings can happen at any time. The day before yesterday, Zhao Chen was boating on the lake when he accidentally fell into the water. Since being rescued, he has been increasingly weak and often bedridden.

One day, Zhao Huan brought Sai Hua Tuo to the prince's residence. Zhao looked pale and was lying on the bed coughing.

Upon hearing that the emperor was coming, Zhao Chen, struggling to stand, tried to support himself. Zhao Huan hurried over to help him up and said, "Chen'er, you are ill, so please excuse the formalities. How have you been feeling lately?"

Zhao Chen coughed a few times and forced a smile: "Father, cough cough, your son cough cough, it's nothing serious, just a little cold."

Zhao Huan saw that he looked pale and felt anxious: "I have brought a doctor like Hua Tuo to check your illness."

Sai Hua Tuo walked over and put his hand on Zhao Chen's pulse. He closed his eyes, frowning slightly. After a moment, he opened his eyes, released his hand, stood up, and bowed: "Your Majesty, may I have a moment with you?"

Zhao Huan's heart sank, and he followed Sai Huatuo out of the hall. "Sai Huatuo, if you have anything to say, just speak frankly. I don't want you to hide anything."

Sai Hua Tuo bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the prince's pulse is weak. I'm afraid, I'm afraid I don't have much time left."

"What?" Zhao Huan was shocked. He loved the prince very much, but he didn't expect Sai Hua Tuo to say such words.

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