"You wait here, if the Great Khan summons you, someone will summon you." The warrior leader, who was silent along the way, opened a yurt and motioned for Liu Jingting to walk in.

From the original tribe rushed over non-stop, only used half a naan and a few sips of mare's milk wine on the road, and rushed to Lin Dan Khan's camp before he could catch his breath, he was taken to this remote corner, and there were no people on the way.

Liu Jingting, who was tired, thirsty and hungry, was naturally unwilling to be thrown into a broken yurt, and he needed to know some information about Lin Dan Khan's southward journey. In the end, did he fight against the Mingmeng coalition army, who won and who lost this battle, etc.

Liu Jingting suddenly stopped at the door of the yurt, he turned to the samurai leader, and said a little tiredly: "What is the name of this general?" I came all the way with a dry mouth, and I wondered if I could get me some clean hot water. ”

The samurai leader hesitated for a moment before replying, "You don't have to know what my name is, as for the hot water, I'll have someone bring it to you." You go in first and wait, remember, there is no order to summon you, please don't go out, this is also for your good. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Liu Jingting to reply, the samurai leader reached out and gently pushed him on the shoulder, pushing him directly into the yurt.

Liu Jingting stumbled under his feet, and as soon as he stood firm, it was dark inside the yurt. He turned to see that the curtain at the entrance had been lowered. Fortunately, the window on the side was not closed, so there was still some light in the yurt.

Liu Jingting searched for a long time in this dim light, and finally found the fire sickle and the butter lamp, and he carefully lit the butter lamp, and the yurt was lit up.

This yurt is about the residence of an ordinary military general, and the room is not badly furnished, except for the carpet on the floor, and some simple furniture.

Liu Jingting sat down cross-legged at the small long table in the middle, and he began to think about what it meant that Lin Danhan hurriedly looked for someone to get him to the big tent, but he didn't see him.

As soon as he entered the camp, the samurai leader deliberately led him out of the main passage and into this remote corner. There were no sergeants on the way, which also made it impossible for Liu Jingting to confirm what the situation was now.

As he was trying to sort out what was going on with him, the curtain at the entrance was lifted again, and a thin servant walked in with food and a copper kettle.

Seeing that the servant put down his things and wanted to get up and leave, Liu Jingting suddenly reached out and touched the copper kettle, and said a little unhappily: "Didn't I say that I wanted hot water?" Why is only cold water being delivered? ”

The servant hurriedly gestured with his hand, and Liu Jingting realized that the servant only had a small half of his tongue in his mouth, and he couldn't speak at all.

He thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Can you write Chinese characters?" ”

The servant on the opposite side shook his head as a matter of course, and Liu Jingting let him leave in disappointment.

Unable to get information from the people around him, he had to wait with all his heart, since Lin Dan Khan sent someone to find him, he still had to see him in the end.

Liu Jingting meditated cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and he made a gesture in his hand, and began to recuperate.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that he seemed to have fallen asleep, and there was a murmur outside the door.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the samurai leader who had brought him here open the curtain and walked in.

"Please come with me, the Great Khan has ordered you to be summoned." The samurai leader said a few words, then turned and exited the yurt.

Liu Jingting soothed, the blood veins on his legs, and then straightened up and walked towards the door. When he stepped out of the yurt again, he realized that it was dark at night, and several tribal warriors were holding torches to illuminate the grass in front of the yurt.

He looked up at the sky slightly, half a bright moon was hanging high, and the stars around him were shining, like a black cloth decorated with gems, a very beautiful starry sky.

"Please come with me, the Great Khan is waiting for you, don't let the Great Khan wait for long." Seeing Liu Jingting suddenly stop, the samurai leader had to speak and admonish.

Liu Jingting looked down at him, and suddenly smiled and said, "Then please lead the way in front, I also want to meet the Great Khan to see if he has changed his mind..."

In the light of the fire, two rows of heavily armed Mongol warriors lined up in front of the tent. These carefully selected Golden Horde warriors, although they were not very tall, were all very strong.

When Liu Jingting was brought to the sweat tent, the eyes of these two rows of warriors immediately shifted to him, these warriors were obviously elites who had experienced bloody battles on the battlefield, and the eyes of just dozens of people had already made Liu Jingting a little breathless.

The so-called thorn in the back is nothing more than that. When Liu Jingting walked forward in this solemn atmosphere, he couldn't help but have such a sentence in his mind sweating.

Fortunately, Liu Jingting is not one of those weak scholars who are powerless, he wandered around because he injured people's lives when he was young, but he developed a character that is not stingy.

At first, I was frightened for a while by the gaze of these samurai, but after entering the mezzanine surrounded by these samurai, Liu Jingting, who was heartbroken, straightened his back.

Seeing his performance, the samurai leader who brought him over couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and quietly made a gesture to let the samurai in front of the team get out of the way and let Liu Jingting enter the big tent.

When Liu Jingting bent down and entered the big tent, he was suddenly a little surprised, compared to the tension outside, Lin Dan Khan inside the big tent was drinking and laughing with the tribal leaders under his command.

Under the illumination of several mutton fat candles, the whole tent was as bright as day, and the sturdy Lin Dan Khan was alone at the top, holding a golden cup in one hand and a piece of roasted and extremely tender lamb chops in the other.

When he saw Liu Jingting walking in from outside the tent, he immediately pointed at Liu Jingting with the half-gnawed lamb chops in his hand, and said to the leaders on the left and right with a laugh: "Look who is here, isn't this the messenger of the Ming Kingdom who is good at telling stories." Come and tell us a story, so that you can have a good time. ”

Listening to the applause of the leaders of the surrounding Mongolian tribes, Liu Jingting suddenly frowned. He didn't understand that even if Lin Dan Khan was unwilling to accept the mediation proposal put forward by Da Ming before, he had always treated him politely.

Why did he summon him from dozens of miles away in a hurry today, but he deliberately put on this posture and deliberately humiliated him in public. Could it be that he defeated the Mingmeng coalition army, so he wanted to boast about his martial arts at the banquet Liu Jingting thought with some worry in his heart.

On the surface, however, he quickly made a decision. "Rude, I am a messenger of the Great Ming, not a person who makes fun under the account of the Great Khan. Could it be that the Great Khan really wants to be my Ming enemy? Liu Jingting did not hesitate, and fought back with fierce words.

"Bold, just a clear envoy, dare to be so arrogant and rude in the Golden Horde, you Southern Barbarians, do you think that our Mongolian swords are not good..."

The leaders of the Mongolian tribes sitting on both sides seemed to be enraged by Liu Jingting, they stood up one by one, shouting and scolding at Liu Jingting, and many of them were still holding daggers to cut flesh in their hands, as if as long as Lin Dan Khan gave an order, they would rush out and divide his body.

Liu Jingting only turned a deaf ear to the calls of these people, and his eyes were only staring at Lin Dan Khan above.

At this time, Lin Danhan's eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to have sobered up from drunkenness, he put down the sundries in his hands and made a gesture to silence everyone in the tent.

The maid who was waiting for him on the side immediately brought him a basin of water, Lin Danhan washed his hands in the basin, and then took a white cloth and carefully wiped the water stains on his hands.

He looked at his hands, and said to Liu Jingting casually: "My Dayuan is an enemy of your Ming Kingdom, and it didn't start today, Ye Xian, the little prince, and Altan Khan have not been enemies of your Ming Kingdom, is it possible that my son is only a Jin clan, Lin Dan Batur, and the blood of Genghis Khan, and I am not qualified to be an enemy of your Ming Kingdom?"

I want to ask you, is the Emperor of the Ming Kingdom really doing a good job, and the consequences of being the enemy of my Great Yuan? You are just a messenger, can you really call the shots for your emperor? Provoke a sword war between our two countries? ”

Liu Jingting was stunned suddenly, Lin Dan Khan's words were quite destructive, although he was authorized by Chongzhen, but he did not dare to announce in public so unscrupulously that he could be the master of Chongzhen.

Liu Jingting's mind was eagerly turning, and the corners of his eyes secretly glanced left and right, thinking about how to turn around, and suddenly he seemed to wake up to something, and involuntarily blurted out: "It turns out that this time I went south, and the Great Khan was defeated." ”

As soon as Liu Jingting said this, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became strangely quiet, and the movements of Lin Danhan's hands also paused for a moment.

After a while, this quiet atmosphere was broken, and the leaders of the various tribes who had just sat down stood up again, accusing Liu Jingting of being deluded by ghosts and blatantly talking nonsense in the golden tent.

Listening to the unimpressive scolding of these leaders of various departments, Liu Jingting, who was originally just a guess, is now seven or eight percent sure.

Lin Dan Khan raised his head and looked at Liu Jingting, who was becoming more and more calm, for a long time, and finally stopped the leaders of the various tribes whose voices were getting weaker and weaker, and ordered them to withdraw from the tent.

The leaders who had dry mouths suddenly fled the big tent in a hurry as if they had been amnesty, and many people took a few small tables with them in a panic.

A moment later, only the two of them and four of Lin Dan Khan's personal guards were left in the big tent.

Lin Danhan asked Liu Jingting with a calm face, "Who revealed something to you?" Bring Morrigan up. ”

Lin Dan Khan, who seemed calm at this time, made Liu Jingting feel a great threat, and he seemed to feel that if he coped with the discomfort, he might not be able to complete the task assigned by the emperor.

While Liu Jingting was still thinking about it, the samurai leader who had returned with him had already been taken into the tent, and Mo Rigen naturally would not admit that he had revealed anything to Liu Jingting.

Lin Danhan looked at Liu Jingting, then at Mo Rigen, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Since you don't know anything, what are you doing with this head." Come on, push him down..."

"It's really not his fault, the reason why I say this is pure speculation, and I ask the Great Khan not to wronged innocent people." Liu Jingting couldn't bear to persuade.

"Guess? Tell me how you guessed, if you dare to tease Ben Khan, then you can also accompany him to see Immortal Heaven. Lin Dan Khan stared at him fiercely and said.

"At today's feast, neither of the Great Khan's brothers-in-law was present, but some estranged tribal leaders were accompanying the feast in the big tent, which is really hard to explain.

Unless it is, the khan's cronies need to impeach the ministries to prevent them from fleeing. Under what circumstances did these tribes leave the Great Khan, it was nothing more than the failure of the Great Khan to go south...

Now, would the Great Khan be willing to talk to me? Liu Jingting stood in the big tent with his hands in his hands and said eloquently to Lin Dan Khan.