Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 488: Lure the lion and dragon step by step

"Spread that the Bukhara envoy has arrived!"

"Spread that the Bukhara envoy has arrived!"

"It is said that the Bukhara envoys have entered the account"

What was supposed to come would eventually come. When he heard the fierce summons from the Guards soldiers, Murad endured the humiliation, straightened his clothes, and left the tent calmly. But seeing the cold light of the knife and the cold tip of the spear, and the fierce anger of tigers and wolves on both sides, this was the arrangement of the Great Khan of Lotus, and he deliberately wanted to give the Bukhara envoy a power.

Murad snorted in his heart and deliberately pretended to be panicked. He was trembling with fear. After entering the account, he was trembling and unable to speak.

This envoy is useless. It seems that Bukhara’s national spirit has been exhausted! Seeing him like this, Sultan became more and more disdainful. He sat on the fearless lion and said lazily, "Are you the envoy of Aziz Khan? Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

"Hahaha", as soon as these words came out, the jackals, tigers and leopards in the sweat tent, no, the generals of the Kingdom of David laughed happily. Mongolians admire heroes the most, but look down on cowards who are as timid as mice.

"I'm not afraid. The two countries are at war. If we don't kill the envoys, why should we be afraid?" Murad answered with difficulty.

"Hahaha", hearing him say this, the laughter in the sweat tent became even louder. Since you are not afraid, why do you always say, "When the two countries are at war, we will not kill the envoys"? Obviously I am still afraid!

It seems that Aziz Khan really has no one to use, so he sent such a living treasure! Sultan held back his laughter and waved his hand gently. Strangely enough, the jackals, tigers and leopards who had been laughing wildly just now calmed down immediately.

"Tell me, does Aziz Khan send you here to surrender to David?" The Great Khan's voice was low but not angry.

"If you are willing to withdraw your troops, Aziz Khan is willing to donate 500,000 tenges (silver coins) to reward the troops, and to declare homage to David and pay tribute every year," Murad said tremblingly.

"At the gate of the city, Bukhara is already a piece of meat. You guys still want me to withdraw my troops. Haha, have you ever seen a wolf that has bitten a sheep's throat but is willing to let go?" Sultan glanced at him sideways. One glance casts doubt on Aziz Khan’s intelligence.

"Hahaha", the tent full of jackals, tigers and leopards were amused by the Great Khan's humor and laughed again.

"Listen~ I heard that you are a compassionate Buddha who was born from a white lotus. If you are willing to show mercy and let the people of Bukhara go, our country is willing to pay a 'yearly tribute' of 100,000 tenge every year. Please allow me." , a word of "favor" is extremely flattering and humble, which fully reflects the powerlessness of weak countries against strong ones.

Seeing him mentioning the Buddha, Suletan didn't like it. His appearance was too ugly. He pinched the lotus seal with his hand and had a majestic appearance. He said in a unique compassionate voice: "Amitabha, I am compassionate! The reason why the world is in constant war is that the country is too peaceful." Many people attack each other, and the people suffer greatly. I want Bukhara to become a part of David, just to save all living beings. Just imagine, if there is only one Weiguo in the world, wouldn't there be no more wars? People Can't we live and work in peace and contentment? I will go back and tell Aziz Khan that as long as he is willing to dedicate the city of Bukhara, I will make him the Duke of the country and live with the country for generations to come."

"Aziz Khan cannot bear to give up this ancestral inheritance. There are still tens of thousands of soldiers in the city and the army and the people are united. If you insist on annexing us, it will inevitably damage the lives of the soldiers. Please think twice." Murad He didn't let go, but the stuttering caused by nervousness revealed his fearful and helpless mood.

Sultan nodded secretly. If the envoy agreed happily, it was most likely a fraud. He is so coy and unwilling to give in immediately, but he can be believed.

"Hmph! If he wants to fight, I will fight. I will go back and tell Aziz Khan that I will give him a day to think about it. If he refuses to surrender at the beginning of the twelfth hour tomorrow (seven o'clock in the evening), I will crush the city of Bukhara." Sultan roared suddenly.

"Khan have mercy!"

"Kick this envoy out for me."

Murad wanted to beg again, but was dragged out of the sweat tent by the wolf-like guard soldiers. "Woo~wu~wu~" As if he had a premonition that the country's destruction was imminent, the prime minister burst into tears and his heart was broken. I felt pity for him and staggered back to the city.

"Alas! Although this man is useless, he is still a loyal minister." After hearing about the performance of the guard envoy, Lotus Khan was very emotional and almost shed crocodile tears.

Several candlesticks burned with white candles, illuminating the royal palace in Bukhara. Aziz Khan, Prince Obaidullah, Bakt and others listened quietly to Murad's narration.

"Great Khan, it's done. Lotus Khan has won many battles and despised our army very much. When the slaves saw him, they pretended to be afraid and felt arrogant. When he saw that the slaves were timid, he thought that our troops were useless and vulnerable, so he asked you An ultimatum was given, and you have to surrender at the beginning of the day tomorrow, otherwise the city of Bukhara will be destroyed. I thought you might as well take advantage of the plan and agreed to abandon your weapons and armor in the early morning of the next day, lure him into the city, and kill him." Mu Ladd calmly offered advice.

"Thank you for your hard work, Prime Minister. I need you to go out of the city again tomorrow and tell Suletan that in the early morning of tomorrow, all our troops will be disarming in the south of the city."

"Yes!"

Aziz Khan took a long breath and ordered calmly, "In the early morning of the next day, Obaidullah led an army of 15,000 to lie in ambush in the city; Bakt led an army of 20,000 to lie in ambush on both sides of the south gate; I had previously ordered Aba The capital's five thousand cavalry were lying in ambush in the hills outside the south city, and they would rush out when the signal was given. The key to this battle was to kill the demon Sultana. Now that they saw that my army of 40,000 people disguised as ordinary people had abandoned their weapons and disarmed, You must enter the city with full confidence. After killing the beast, carry its head out of the city, join forces with the cavalry inside and outside, and attack the guards from a flank."

"Yes", all the generals agreed in unison.

Perhaps seeing that the atmosphere was too depressing, Aziz Khan laughed and asked Murad with a smile: "Prime Minister, what title did Sultan promise me when he persuaded me to surrender?"

"Great Khan, Lotus Khan said that if you are willing to surrender, you can be granted the title of Duke and live with the country for generations to come."

"The title of Duke?" Aziz Khan laughed loudly, "Sultan is so insignificant! If he surrenders to me, I will make him king."

"Hahaha", after hearing this joke, the generals laughed loudly, and their nervousness relaxed. Little did they know that Aziz's palms and backs were all sweaty.

The next day, it was getting dark. In the guard camp, Great Khan Lotus put down his military book uneasily and asked slowly, "What time is it now?"

"Great Khan, it's half past one hour," he replied.

"One hour and a half?"

Sultan was stunned, "It's only half an hour before the first quarter of Xushi (7 p.m.), and still no Bukhara people have come out to ask for surrender. Could it be that Aziz Khan dared to stop me because he had eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?" Bingfeng?"

"Great Khan, the Bukhara envoy from last time is here again." Just as he was thinking, Luo Buzang, the head of ten thousand households in the Chinese army, burst in with excitement.

"Well, declare him to the account." The Great Khan breathed a sigh of relief. He is not a bloodthirsty man. It would be better if he could avoid bleeding!

"The slave kowtows to the Khan." This time was different from the last time. When he saw Sultan, Murad called himself a "slave", kowtowed and saluted, and also presented the household registration list of Bukhara.

The rest of the matter fell into place. Both parties agreed to surrender in the south of the city in the early morning of the next day. Everything was as natural as the breeze blowing over the hills.

(End of this chapter)