Right now.
Yunzhou, on the southern foot of Daqing Mountain.
The atmosphere inside King Zhelan's golden tent was equally depressing and angry.
Timur, covered in blood and with his armor torn, knelt in front of the tent with only a few dozen of his remaining guards who looked disheveled.
King Zhelan's hair and beard stood up like an angry lion. He smashed the golden cup in his hand hard on the carpet in front of Timur, and the nectar splashed all over Timur's face.
"Waste! Good-for-nothings! A thousand elite soldiers! The thousand grassland eagles I gave you! And you're going to be buried in the Gobi Desert?"
"You didn't even reach the edge of the salt lake, and you were slaughtered by that brat Zhao Muyun? Timur! You still have the nerve to come back and see me? Where do you want me to put my face?"
King Zhelan's roar made the golden tent buzz.
Timur clenched his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and his face was a mixture of fatigue, humiliation and unwillingness.
He bowed his head deeply. "Your Majesty, calm down! I... I am incompetent! I fell into Zhao Muyun's trap! The terrain of Devil's Rock is treacherous, and ambushes are everywhere... Both Centurions Garen and Zuan fought and died for their country... I fought to the death to..."
"shut up!"
King Zhelan interrupted him rudely, "We lost! We lost! What excuses are you making?"
"I activated you and wanted to give you a chance, but unfortunately you are useless!"
"With such heavy losses, how can you still lead the tribe? Get out! Reflect on your actions before me! You are not allowed to leave Yunzhou without my orders!"
Timur suddenly raised his head, a trace of disbelief and deep resentment flashed in his eyes.
He fought bloody battles and managed to escape, but what he received was not comfort, but public humiliation and punishment close to imprisonment?
For the first time, King Zhelan's plan to attack Shuozhou was aborted because of Timur's failure to report the truth, which allowed Zhao Muyun's team to stir up trouble on the grassland.
Timur was stripped of his military power and his tribe was divided.
Now it has finally been reactivated, but it ended in failure again.
A cold hatred quietly grew in his heart, coiling around him like a poisonous snake.
He kowtowed heavily, said nothing, stood up and quietly left the Golden Tent with the remaining soldiers, his back looking desolate and cold.
At this moment, his loyalty to King Zhelan was torn into an unbridgeable gap.
Soon after Timur withdrew, a guard announced, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister of Loufan, Han Yanshou, wishes to see you!"
King Zhelan was still furious, but he suppressed his anger and said, "Please!"
Han Yanshou was still dressed as a scholar and walked into the golden tent calmly, as if he didn't feel the lingering anger in the tent.
He saluted gracefully: "Greetings, King Zhelan."
"No need to be so polite, Prime Minister Han."
King Zhelan forced a smile and asked, "I wonder what advice Prime Minister Han has for you?"
He was both wary of the wisdom and strategy of his Han Chinese stepfather, who was also the prime minister of the Loufan King, and needed his help.
"I don't deserve your advice."
Han Yanshou smiled faintly. "I heard that your subordinate, Captain Temur, suffered a setback in Yinzhou. I came here to discuss our plans with you, Your Majesty, and to discuss how to deal with Zhao Muyun."
King Zhelan's face darkened. "Hmph! Forget about that loser! Prime Minister Han is well-informed."
"It's not that he's clever, but this Zhao Muyun has become a serious threat to us. We must be vigilant and on guard!" Han Yanshou said sternly, "Not only is he a skilled soldier, he's also incredibly cunning. The fine salt from Yinzhou has become like a poisonous ivy entwining the lifeblood of our grasslands. A quick victory won't be possible with mere swordsmanship. Your Majesty, do you realize that Zhao Muyun's influence within the court isn't entirely unwavering?"
King Zhelan's eyes flashed: "Oh? What does Han Xiang mean?"
Han Yanshou stroked his beard and said, "According to reports from our spies in the Yin Dynasty capital, palace strife has begun again. The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is under suspicion from the Great Yin Emperor, and he is deliberately supporting the Ninth Prince, Prince Jin, to sharpen his sword and test his skills. He is also planning to marry Prince Jin's daughter to Zhao Muyun, apparently to win over supporters for Prince Jin to oppose the Crown Prince."
"I suspect the Prince of Jin wants to seize this opportunity to seize the throne. Zhao Muyun naturally doesn't want to choose between the Crown Prince and the Prince of Jin, so he definitely wants to stay out of it."
"As a result, the court inside and outside of the Yin Dynasty suddenly became interesting."
He paused and looked at Huyan Gu, who was standing beside him. "Prince Huyan is in charge of southern affairs. I believe he has made considerable progress in infiltrating the Dayin court."
Huyan Gu quickly stepped forward and said to Prince Zhelan and Han Yanshou:
"Following the secret orders of the King and the Chanyu, I have bribed and placed several mid-level officials and numerous informants in important government offices such as the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Revenue. They can provide information on the internal dynamics of the Yin Dynasty and, if necessary, influence its decision-making."
King Zhelan was cheered up: "Good! Well done!"
Han Yanshou's eyes gleamed even brighter. "Good! Although General Temur has suffered a minor setback, it has given us an excuse. Your Majesty can order Prime Minister Huyan to mobilize his connections, especially those officials close to the Crown Prince, and have them spread rumors in the Yin Dynasty court that Zhao Muyun 'provoked border conflicts without authorization', 'underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, resulting in the loss of troops and generals', 'wasted the country's resources but failed to achieve complete victory', and even hinted that he 'holds troops for himself' and 'has the suspicion of nurturing the enemy for his own benefit'! The Yin Dynasty Emperor is suspicious, and the Crown Prince also wants to clip his wings. As long as the impeachment memorials fly into the capital like snowflakes, the Yin Dynasty Emperor will be under pressure and will most likely transfer Zhao Muyun away from Shuozhou! As soon as he leaves, the Shuozhou defense line will be in jeopardy, and then it will be the opportunity for our grassland army to march south! The Yinzhou Salt Road can also be targeted!"
King Zhelan nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and the anger on his face was finally replaced by excitement: "Great plan! Prime Minister Han, this is a great plan! Huyan Gu!"
"I'm here!"
"Immediately do as Prime Minister Han says! No matter the cost, stir up an uproar in the court of the Yin Dynasty! Make sure Zhao Muyun is driven out of Shuozhou for me!"
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