Chapter 150 Chapter 150 He couldn't resist someone else's self-destructive act...
Tuya looked at the flanking forces from the front and back, and when she looked at Ming Er, her expression showed a hint of fear.
More than 60 years ago, a shaman in the army performed a divination and obtained the character "明" (ming).
At that time, they didn't understand what it meant and thought it meant that there was a bright future ahead in plundering the Central Plains.
Until they encountered a general named Mingye during their campaign, they suffered a crushing defeat.
So many years have passed, and even if they were certain that no one in the Ming family could lead the army again, they had studied Ming Yan's tactics over the years and knew how to break her formation.
To my utter surprise, it wasn't Mingyan who came this time, and all the strategies I had researched before were in vain.
This Mingyang doesn't follow any set rules at all; her formations are even more bizarre.
Tuya tried to lead her men out, but Ming Er pierced her chest with a single blow, forcing her to kneel on the ground.
"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you."
Ming Er laughed and said, "There's a question I'm curious about: who's the strategist behind the scenes for you Daba people?"
Tuya looked up at Ming Er, a strange smile on her face, and asked, "You want to know?"
"If you don't want to tell me, I'm not really interested in knowing."
Tuya glared at Ming'er, "Then what did you ask?"
Just kidding.
“You…” Tuya laughed, “You really are just like he said.”
"Looks like you really have someone backing you up." Ming Er picked the man up. "Looks like we really can't let you die."
The soldiers were overjoyed at the victory.
Ming Er sent people to check to see if anyone was still alive.
We will tally up the number of fallen soldiers, bury them, and then send their families a pension.
As for the dead Daba people, in order to prevent their bodies from rotting and spreading disease, they were all piled together and burned.
Ming Er had Tuya tied up and taken away so he could witness firsthand how those people were dealt with.
Upon arriving at the next city, Ming Er woke up the unconscious Tuya.
Looking at Tuya, who was tied up like a dumpling, Ming Er said, "More than ten years ago, your mother was defeated by Ming Yan. I heard that her dying wish was to have another match with Ming Yan?"
Ming Er looked at Tuya and said, "Now you should also take a good look. These Daba soldiers all died because of you. It was you, Tuya, who caused them to die in a foreign land. Their souls can't even go home. You are a sinner of your Daba."
Tuya looked up at Ming Er and said something, but Ming Er couldn't hear her clearly, so he leaned closer.
Just as Ming Er got closer, Tu Ya suddenly bit a razor blade into her mouth and tilted her head back to slash at Ming Er's neck.
Suddenly, Ming Er reached out and grabbed Tuya by the neck.
"You don't really think you're the only smart one, do you? You think everyone else is stupid? I knew you were lying. By the way, I understood what you were saying earlier."
Tuya looked up at her, "How could that be?"
Ming Er squatted down, pinched her mouth, and punched her, knocking out most of Tuya's teeth.
"Praying to your gods is useless, because I also have gods protecting me, and they are even more effective than yours."
Tuya, her mouth full of blood, glared fiercely at Ming Er.
Ming Er only gave the soldiers one day to rest. Except for those who were seriously injured and stayed behind to treat their wounds, the lightly injured soldiers were to follow along. They wanted to take advantage of this morale to recapture the two cities.
Of course, Tuya was brought along too, so that those people could see what their generals looked like.
Before the news could reach the next city, Ming Er led an elite force to raid the city overnight, opening the city gates so that the soldiers behind could enter smoothly and capture all the Daba people in the city.
He left one group to appease the people in the city, and immediately led the rest of the men to the next city.
When Ming Er led his men into the city, he wasn't very surprised to see the men in the city lord's mansion.
"It's you again." Ji Yun gritted her teeth and looked at Ming Er, not understanding why she was here.
Thinking about the current situation, Ji Yun became smug again, "Mingyang, you came here to die by yourself."
As he spoke, Ji Yun waved his hand to the side, "Take it down."
Soon, people approached. Ming Er didn't move until they got close. Then, she pulled out a dagger and swung it quickly. In the blink of an eye, the men fell to the ground, blood gushing from their vital organs.
Ji Yun stood there, pale-faced, staring blankly as Ming Er walked towards him. He took two steps back in shock, but then pretended to remain calm.
He looked at Ming Er with an arrogant expression and said confidently, "I know you came here for me."
Mingji: "..."
Xiang Bei: "..."
"Commander, what happened to the male lead?"
The system leaned closer and said, "He has recovered half of the original text's memories."
Xiang Bei: "Huh?"
"They must have mistaken Ming Er for Ming Hua from the original story, who always went along with him."
Xiang Bei shook her head and sighed, as if she could see Ji Yun's bleak fate.
Even without the protagonist's halo, he could have lived to die.
But some people just bring trouble upon themselves.
"No wonder people say this person is born to seek death."
Seeing that Ming Er didn't speak, Ji Yun frowned and said as if bestowing a favor, "Ming Er, since you've already come all this way, as long as you agree to lend me a hand, I'm willing to give you a chance. After I ascend the throne, you will marry me. After that, you should stay quietly in the harem and not cause any more trouble."
Ji Yun became more and more excited as he spoke. In his dream, he was the Grand Secretary, second only to the Emperor.
When he woke up, he became the laughingstock of the entire capital, and his mother had no choice but to send him back to his hometown for the sake of the family.
But how could he accept this? Ji Yun ran away halfway.
The scene in his dream became clearer and clearer. Having tasted the power, how could he still be willing to grovel at someone else's feet? Who says men can't wield power?
With that memory, he also learned about what happened to Wang Shijun back then, and he felt that what he said made a lot of sense.
Men are the ones who should hold power.
He was not content with being just a prime minister; he wanted to sit, to sit above all others.
"Ming Er, I..."
Before Ji Yun could finish speaking, he felt a chill on his neck. He reached up and touched it, and saw blood on his hand.
Then blood gushed out from the major artery.
Ji Yun lay on the ground, her gaze towards Ming Er still filled with disbelief.
"Although I don't know what kind of daydream you're having, Ji Yun, what makes you think I would help someone who is a traitor to the enemy?"
Ji Yun stared at Ming Er with resentment until he finally breathed his last, his eyes still unable to close.
As before, Ming Er captured the Daba people in the city and opened the city gates to let the soldiers behind him come in to clean up the mess.
Standing on the edge of the last city wall, Ming Er looked into the distance, then at Tuya beside him, and pointed over there, saying, "Tuya, that must be your home. I really want to see what your home looks like."
Tuya closed her eyes in despair. She already knew what Ming Er was going to do, but she couldn't stop him at all, nor was she able to.
She thought she was already very clever, but this Ming Er was even cleverer.
Ming Er seems to have the ability to see through everything.
Tuya watched as Ming Er led 10,000 soldiers into the territory of Daba, and saw her people flee in terror.
She glared angrily at Ming Er, "They are just some elderly and weak people, why are you making things difficult for them?"
Ming Er used his spear to lift Tuya's chin. "You took two cities and slaughtered so many ordinary people in them. They were powerless. Why did you make things difficult for them? If I don't fight today, do you want to wait until these people have gathered their strength and then massacre them again?"
Tuya opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Ming Er said that he was a vengeful person and that he had killed the people of her country, so he wanted to get revenge.
They fought their way to the Daba chieftain's tent, where the chieftain knelt before Ming Er, his face turning pale as he looked at Tuya's severed head on the ground.
She begged Ming Er to spare her life, offering to pay tribute in exchange for peace.
Ming Er didn't speak, but simply ordered her men to tie them up. She was waiting for His Majesty's reply.
She had already reported it to His Majesty when she had utterly defeated Daba.
Including Ji Yun's matter.
Now that the two lost cities have been recovered, whether or not to kill them is up to His Majesty's decision.
Kneeling beside the chief was Tuya's sister, Tusu.
She was still somewhat incredulous when she saw her sister's severed head.
Her sister was the most powerful warrior in Daba, how could she have died so easily?
"What's your name?" Tusu asked, looking up.
"Mingyang".
The leader's face turned even paler. "Your surname is Ming?"
“Mingyang, you have to admit that we didn’t lose. If it weren’t for you, my sister would definitely have been able to conquer your country,” Tusu couldn’t help but say.
"No, there were other people besides me. It's just that your sister was unlucky and happened to run into me."
Tu Su choked for a moment. She thought Ming Yang was being sarcastic, but looking at Ming Yang's expression, she realized he was very serious.
She seemed to be telling the truth.
But there was still a little bit of resentment; my sister was so close to winning.
If it weren't for Mingyang, my sister would definitely have led them to conquer the capital.
Ming Er waited for several days before His Majesty the Emperor sent a reply by express courier.
Many in the court sought peace, and His Majesty the Emperor, unwilling to see innocent people suffer any longer, agreed to the peace treaty. He sent Ming Er with the King of Daba to the capital, where the two countries signed an alliance treaty, and Daba became their vassal state.
Tusu followed Daba Wang in the prison cart. Knowing that the emperor was willing to accept their tribute meant they would not die, and they were no longer so nervous.
"Isn't your emperor soft-hearted? Aren't you afraid we'll come back to fight us in the future?"
"You don't have the ability within the next thirty years. As for the future, it's hard to guarantee that another general won't emerge to take you down."
Tu Su was speechless again. She thought Ming Er's words were really awful, but she herself seemed to think that speaking like that was normal.
Ming Er returned to the capital with Daba Wang and Tusu.
Speaking of which, both Tuya and Tusu are daughters of Daba King's sister.
"You are Mingyan's daughter, aren't you?" Daba Wang sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at Ming Er. Several years ago, she had also seen Mingyan from afar once.
The man named Ji Yun told them everything about Mingyan.
Ming Er's profile is exactly the same as Ming Yan's.
"If you're talking about the person who gave birth to me, then it is indeed her."
King Daba did not understand what Ming Er meant.
The person who gave birth to her, isn't that her mother? What does "that person" mean?
However, she didn't ask any further questions.
When Ming Er came, he rushed over as fast as he could, but when he went back, he didn't need to rush and took his time.
Occasionally, she would talk to Daba Wang and Tusu, but they were initially quite interested. However, for some reason, after a few words, Tusu and the others would ignore her.
Ming Er was somewhat puzzled, thinking that these two people really didn't know how to have a conversation.
Tu Su twitched her lips and cursed Ming Er, who had punched her and knocked out several of her teeth, making it difficult for her to speak and eat.
Ming Er was only ensuring their survival; His Majesty did not say they couldn't be beaten.
Thinking of her sister's death at Ming Er's hands, Tu Su still felt extremely sad. She looked at Ming Er and said sarcastically, "Has no one ever told you that you speak very rudely?"
It wasn't really that harsh, since Ming Er was telling the truth.
But those words weren't very pleasant to hear.
"Yes, there are quite a few, but I don't want to change them."
Tu Su closed her eyes and leaned against the prison van. She felt that Ming Er was deliberately saying those words to anger her.
She knew perfectly well that as long as she didn't get angry, she wouldn't fall for Ming Er's tricks, but how could she resist getting angry? Every word he said hit her sore spot.
Tu Su is also more determined than ever to overcome setbacks, even though her relationship with Ming Er and Ming Yan is not very good.
"It's obvious she doesn't like you, right? Your mother doesn't like you, doesn't that make you sad?"
“You and your sister didn’t fulfill your mother’s last wish, yet you can both shamelessly live well. Why should I die?” Ming Er asked Tu Su.
Tu Su gritted her teeth and said, "Ming Yan must have more than one child, right?"
Ming Er looked at her and said, "Your mother only has you left as her child."
Tu Su went berserk, yelling at Ming Er while muttering something incoherently.
Ming Er couldn't understand it, but Xiang Nu Fu could, and could translate it for her in time.
She said she cursed you in the name of the most sacred and holy Daba, that you would never receive the love of your own mother.
Tu Su thought her mother was Ming Yan, but to Ming Er, she was completely harmless.
He even retorted, "In the name of your most exalted god, I curse you to never eat four dishes in your lifetime."
"Mingyang!"
Tu Su was furious. She didn't understand what those words meant, but she was sure Ming Yang was cursing her.
What upset her the most was that Mingyang could understand her Daba language, but she couldn't understand what he was saying.
The less she understood, the more upset Tu Su felt, because she didn't know how to retort.
The lieutenant looked at General Ming, then silently rode his horse a little further away.
When the marshal was commanding them in battle, he always had an indescribable aura about him, but when they weren't fighting, he was really sharp-tongued.
Fortunately, this isn't targeting our own people.
Tuya is indeed formidable; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to capture two cities in one go. Moreover, she knows how to strike while the iron is hot. If Marshal Ming hadn't arrived in time, the third city would probably already be in Tuya's hands.
It's impossible not to hate Tuya. To the Daba people, Tuya is their hero, but to them, Tuya is a sinner who killed innocent people.
It was because of these things she did that many people died.
Even if Tuya dies, it doesn't mean the matter is over.
Even seeking peace is unforgivable.
I'm just not killing King Daba and Tusu; it's always good to annoy them.
Seeing Tusu's frantic state, the soldiers were actually quite happy.
Daba Wang, on the other hand, was very perceptive. After being insulted by Ming Yang a few times, he stopped talking.
Few can escape Mingyang's sharp tongue.
Their journey was not slow, and news was sent back to the capital along the way.
When they arrived in the capital, they found His Majesty the Emperor leading civil and military officials to welcome them, and there were also many people from the city along the roadside.
Ming Er dismounted, walked up to His Majesty the Emperor, clasped his hands in a fist and said, “Your Majesty, I have returned. I have been fortunate enough to fulfill my mission.”
"Thanks a lot."
Tu Su stared at Ming Er in disbelief, never expecting her to be so obedient. She could hardly believe her eyes.
King Daba led Tusu over and bowed deeply to His Majesty the Emperor.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.
His Majesty the Emperor was not really keen on seeking peace, since it was Daba who had started the war first. There were, of course, other reasons why he agreed to the peace treaty.
"Rise," His Majesty the Emperor said calmly.
Since it was a vassal state, upon seeing her, one should naturally perform the rites of a subject.
His Majesty the Emperor is certainly worthy of this courtesy.
The Ministry of Rites will arrange the signing of the specific alliance treaty.
His Majesty the Emperor specially arranged a welcoming banquet for Ming Er.
At the banquet, His Majesty the Emperor asked Ming Er what reward he desired. Ming Er scratched his head and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Your Majesty, I have a lot to ask for. I don't know if this is enough to exchange for it."
The room immediately fell silent, and everyone turned to look at Ming Er.
Are you asking for too much?
She really dares to say that.
However, His Majesty the Emperor was not angry. "Tell me all about it."
"Could you bestow an honor upon my grandmother, and also upon my mother and father? Oh, and my second aunt's husband is a very good cook. Could Your Majesty perhaps inscribe a name for our family restaurant, something like 'The Best Taste in the World'? And my other family members... hehehe, I have quite a lot of family members. How about some gold and silver jewelry as a reward?" Ming Er said with an embarrassed smile.
His Majesty the Emperor looked at her and asked, "And what about yourself? Don't you have any requests?"
"My family's happiness is my happiness. Being happy keeps me healthy, and only with good health can I serve Your Majesty with utmost loyalty."
His Majesty the Emperor looked at Ming Er and remained silent for a long time.
However, after the banquet ended, Ming Er was left behind. When Ming Er left, he was carrying a pile of imperial edicts.
Ming Er drank a few more glasses; she has a high alcohol tolerance, and when she got home, she was still full of energy.
The Ming family members were also standing by the roadside at the time, so they naturally saw how splendid Ming Er looked.
"Grandma, Mom, Dad, I've brought you gifts."
Everyone stared at Ming Er in disbelief, knowing she had gone to war, how could she bring things back?
Ming Er rummaged through the imperial edicts and found Ming Sheng's. "Grandfather, look, His Majesty has bestowed upon you the title of Earl."
Bo Jun's rank wasn't high, but it wasn't low either. For a hunter like Ming Sheng, it would be a great official position.
Although it was just a sinecure, it still came with a salary.
Mingsheng was about to kneel down to receive the imperial edict when he said, "No need. His Majesty told me to take it back myself, so you can skip these formalities."
Ming Er opened the imperial edict. "Look, our Emperor is really kind. He has specially granted permission for our family's title to be passed down indefinitely. Father, you will be Bo Jun's husband from now on."
Before they could even feel moved, Ming Er tugged at her again, "Mother, His Majesty has appointed you as the heir to the Bojun position. From now on, the position of Grandfather will be passed on to you."
Mingren looked at Ming'er. According to the eldest daughter inheritance system, this position should be passed on to Mingda in the future, but this position in the family was obtained by Ming'er.
She couldn't help but ask, "Then what will you do?"
“My current official rank is higher than this noble title,” Ming Er said with a smile.
The alcohol had a strong aftereffect, and now it's making her feel a little dizzy.
She was still very clear-headed, and looking at her family, she felt very happy.
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