The hall is silent.

Yesen opened his mouth wide, and his head echoed what Yang Shan had said to himself. If I splattered blood for five steps, Duke Zhongguo will definitely wash away Hara and Lin.

Thinking of the scene where Su Cheng led his troops to this point and massacre the Choros tribe, he became anxious.

"Come on, hurry up, please come and treat the envoys of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Qizhen leaned on the desk with both hands, looking at Yang Shan who was squirting blood. There was only one thought in his mind. Yang Shan is dead, can I still go back to the Ming Dynasty?

An envoy died. This was an excuse for Oirat to give King Hui. He would definitely take the opportunity to use troops to Oirat and force Ye to kill himself first.

Wu Datou helped Yang Shan up, and his black face was full of fear:

"Sir, sir, sir, cheer up, the doctor will arrive soon."

There was a strife in the hall.

Soon, the great shaman of the Ola tribe was invited. He glanced at Yang Shan and said simply:

"It's no help, wait for death."

Wu Datou almost drew his sword and stepped forward.

Yexian's face was full of laughter and cry:

"The shaman whom Changshengtian loved the most was an envoy of the Ming Dynasty and had several high-ranking officials in the Ming Dynasty. If this person died in Halahelin, my Ola tribe would have blood flowed into a river, and the dead were like dead grass on the grassland, and there would be too many to count."

The great shaman frowned, squatted down and took Yang Shan's pulse, opened his eyes and looked at it, frowned and thought for a long time:

"If I am sent back to the Ming Dynasty in a hurry, there is still hope that I will not die in Hara and Lin."

Ye Xian was very happy when he heard this:

"Then please ask the Great Shaman to use his divine power to continue his life for the envoys of the Ming Dynasty. I will send someone to send him to the Ming Dynasty."

The great shaman responded and went out to rectify the things.

Everyone was cleaned up, so I asked Zhu Qizhen first:

"You should not follow this time. If Yang Shan can't hold on and die halfway, I, Ola, will at least have your Emperor in my hands. If Su Cheng dares to take rash actions, I will add the charge of murdering the Supreme Emperor to him."

Zhu Qizhen looked afraid when he heard this:

"Tai Shi, if I don't return for a long time, the court will inevitably become suspicious. It would be better for me to return to the Ming Dynasty. At that time, the Ming Dynasty will have no reason to attack the Ola. No matter how arrogant Sucheng is, he will not dare to offend me who returned to the court."

Yes, sneered:

"I'm afraid that the orders of the outside king will not be accepted. Sucheng will go straight to Halahelin and destroy my Oirat tribe. At that time, maybe Sucheng will not be willing to attack, but His Majesty the Great Emperor will force him to purge my Oirat."

Zhu Qizhen's face turned pale.

Yesen is also a sensible person. Yes, if he dares to let me go back, I will definitely order Sucheng to raise an army and wipe out the Ola, so that Yesen's grandson dares to scare me, and I will kill your Ola tribe.

Mad, when you go back, there is no hope again.

On the second day, Yang Shan ate the mud balls fed by the big shaman, and his breath calmed down again. Apart from not being able to wake up, he had nothing to do with him.

Wu Datou led his troops to escort Yang Shanxing. There was no way, but he could not afford to do so. He also sent eight hundred soldiers to ask the delegation to start. Wu Datou had about thirty men, and was driven out by being held.

The mission left Hala and Lin, and the guide who led the way led them to go south directly.

Wu Datou stopped the guide:

"The south is a vast desert. If we can't get through, people will die."

The wizard shook his head repeatedly:

"I know a road that can safely reach Datong within ten days."

Wu Datou's eyes lit up, and the Duke was in charge of military affairs in Datong. If he could go straight to Datong, he might be able to save Lord Yang Shan's life.

The mission set out.

The guide obviously received the instruction of the Great Shaman and fed Yang Shan a mud ball every day. Yang Shan kept sleeping and breathing smoothly every day, but he was not dead.

On the ninth day, the mission, which had gone through a lot of hardships, finally walked out of the desert and stepped onto the sparse green grassland.

When Wu Datou saw the city of Datong, he almost fell to the ground and finally arrived in Datong.

In the Datong General's Office.

Su Cheng was discussing the title of a musket on the table with Su He.

The appearance of the musket is quite good. The fire door is opened on one side. The steel pipe in the front section has obviously been processed and looks much smoother and brighter.

"How durable is it? How many guns can you shoot?"

Su Cheng asked Su He next to him.

Su He held a bag of fixed-packed gunpowder filled with oil paper in his hand, opened the fire door and put it in, and said with a smile:

"It's okay to open a four or five gun, but it's still a problem to ignite. It's still not easy to ignite on rainy days. As long as the lead is contaminated with rain, it's easy to squint."

Su Cheng nodded:

"I suggest you make flint to ignite this, without open fire, use Mars..."

Yang Yu walked in with great strides:

"Mr. Wu Datou, the commander of the Beijing Yaowu Camp, asked for a meeting."

When Su Cheng heard this, he looked at the stone looking at the musket:

"You are asking for troops from the 12th Regiment Battalion again?"

Shi Tou rubbed his saliva, and his tone was disdainful:

"I didn't ask for soldiers. Luo Zhao came up to ask me for help. This Wu Datou has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, Shi Tou walked out, trying to see what happened to Wu Datou. Why did this guy come to Datong? Is he also admired my uncle's majesty, just like Luo Zhao, and wanted to come to my command to make a fortune.

After a while, Shi Tou came in with a dark face, followed by Wu Datou and several Beijing soldiers, carrying Yang Shan into the Ministry of Service.

"The mission to go north to welcome the return is back."

Shi Tou said something angrily.

I thought Wu Datou's grandson admired my power and wanted to follow me, but who knew that this grandson quietly went to serve as a guard for the welcome mission.

Wu Datou knelt down for Su Cheng with a thud:

"Master, please save Lord Yang Shan?"

When Su Cheng saw Yang Shan on the stretcher, he immediately understood that something happened to Yang Shan and the mission failed again this time.

Su Cheng asked Wu Datou in a deep voice:

"Tell me, what's going on? Why did Lord Yang Shan faint?"

Wu Datou immediately told the matter.

Su Cheng shook his head helplessly. Yang Shan was a stubborn person. In his previous life, he was on the mission to Ola and fooled him first to release Zhu Qizhen.

Unexpectedly, he went on a mission to the Oirat twice in this life. Unfortunately, he sent his life to the Oirat.

The situation in the court is stable now, and Su Cheng does not object to the return of Zhu Qizhen.

Otherwise, Yang Shan would not be able to leave the Xuan Mansion, and Sun Yong would not take it seriously. Could it be that Lao Xie’s night is not accepted? Without his own permission, Yang Shan would not even be able to get Kaiping.

Now Zhu Qiyu has basically controlled the court. Wen has Wang Wen, Yu Qian and a high-ranking officials, Wu has nobles as a member of Fengcheng Hou, and a series of nobles who have risen with him.

Even if Zhu Qizhen comes back, he will not be able to make any trouble. As long as Zhu Qiyu no longer uses all his tricks like in his previous life, he will no longer give power to Zhu Qizhen.

On the contrary, Zhu Qizhen stayed in the Ola forever, which was not a good thing for the court.

If I was in a bad mood that day, I would like to invite Zhu Qizhen to drink and get him to death.

Do you think the Ming Dynasty bypassed the Tatars to attack the Oirat, or crossed the desert to attack the Oirat?
Chapter completed!