Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

"What did you say? What's special or not? I asked you why you didn't draw your swords?"

Berke's face looked extremely ugly. He thought that Batu should wake up after returning to the tent. He told his brother the news of victory so that Batu could feel more comfortable.

The arrow that hit Batu was not fatal and the wound was not deep. The Mongols were very good at treating arrow wounds.

This kind of wound shouldn't cause any serious problems. He thought that by now, Baba should be lying in bed resting with gauze wrapped around his body.

But he didn't expect that the enemy's arrow was still stuck in his brother's body, and Batu's breath looked extremely weak.

"Prince Berke! Things are not as simple as you think. This arrow cannot be pulled out. If it is pulled out, the Khan will be poisoned and may die." The leading doctor sighed helplessly and said.

"Tell me why you can't kill me? Can't you just heal my brother's wound and pull out the sword? Why not?"

"Prince Berke! It's not that we don't want to draw our swords, it's that we don't dare. The arrows used by the Western Expedition Army are very special.

It has grooves and barbs on it, which can damage blood vessels if pulled out.

Instead, it will make the injury worse and the bleeding will not stop. By then, Batu Khan will die from excessive blood loss. "The doctor said.

"But if you don't pull out the arrow, my eldest brother will die. This arrow will fester if it stays in his body. Once the wound becomes festered, how do you think we can save him?" Berge said.

The Mongols also know some ways to treat arrow wounds. If the arrow wound is not removed for a long time, it will cause the wound to become infected.

Unless, unless it was the magic medicine that person took out! Otherwise, it was basically incurable.

“This is also the reason why this kind of arrow wound is so serious. Only the military doctors of the Western Expedition Army can treat this kind of arrow wound.

And after the treatment is completed, you will also need to use the other party's magic medicine." A doctor from Persia said with a sigh.

They were very envious of this miracle drug and tried every possible means to get the formula, but in the end they only found out that the ingredient was garlic. They tried various methods, but the things they extracted were either of low quality or could only kill people.

It has no effect like any miracle medicine at all. On the contrary, it will make the wound swell even more and cause more serious damage.

Some Western doctors are also studying this magical medicine. I heard that they seem to have achieved some results using an alchemical technique.

However, these results were kept strictly confidential by the Western camp, so even the doctors from Persia could not treat this kind of injury.

"What do you mean by this? You mean that Batu, the Khan of our Golden Horde, is dead and there is no way he can be saved, right?" Berke said angrily.

My eldest brother is only in his forties, just entering old age. How could he die so easily? This is absolutely unacceptable. (On the grasslands, forty is considered old age, and even in the Central Plains, people over forty can call themselves old men. This is incomparable to the lifespan of modern people. It was rare for ancient people to live to seventy.)
After hearing this, several Persian doctors fell silent. They really had no way to save the man or pull out the arrow.

The Khan might die of blood loss immediately. If the arrow was not pulled out, the wound would become infected and the Khan would die.

"Prince Belge, you have defeated the reinforcements outside. I wonder if you have captured some of the prisoners who accompanied them.

If we can capture a few of their doctors, then the Khan will definitely be saved. Although we cannot save the Khan, the doctors of the Western Expedition Army can definitely save him."

A Persian doctor stood up and spoke.

Upon hearing this, Berge's eyes lit up, but his expression changed immediately because he had just given orders to the soldiers!
When cleaning up the battlefield, no matter what, if you see anyone still alive, give him a finishing blow.

"Quick, quickly call someone over here to inform those who are cleaning up the battlefield to leave some survivors for me, leave some survivors for me, leave some survivors for me!

Especially the doctor and the craftsmen accompanying the army, bring them back alive!" Berge rushed out of the tent, called his accompanying officers, and spoke.

"Yes, Prince Zong! We will go and inform him right away." Several soldiers nodded and rode away immediately.

I hope it's not too late, I hope it's not too late. Please don't let them all be killed. There must be at least a few military doctors or other craftsmen among these more than 1 people!

I don't ask for anything else, as long as you can prepare the magic medicine!
As for the craftsmen, Berke considered other things. When their grandfather Genghis Khan was fighting, the craftsmen were what he cared about most.

Genghis Khan once said that all craftsmen are the most valuable and one craftsman is worth a dozen soldiers.

Even if these craftsmen are enemies, as long as you capture them, they will have to listen to you.

During this battle, Berge also saw a lot of different things, including the weapons and equipment, armor, and advanced gunpowder weapons of the Western Expedition Army!
These were all beyond the reach of their Jinzhang Khanate and far beyond their imagination.

If you want to fight against the Western Expedition Army, you need the enemy's craftsmen and rely on the enemy's strength to deal with them. Only then will you have hope of winning this battle.

Damn it, I actually forgot to preserve the most important craftsmen and doctors, and instead let people launch an indiscriminate retaliatory massacre just for the sake of momentary pleasure. This is not okay.

When the Golden Horde was first established, he was the one who took the lead in advising Batu to destroy the farmland cultivated by Zhang Yong. Everyone was very happy at that time, but now he also regrets it a little.

Without those farmlands, some people who relied on farming to settle here left directly. At first, they didn’t think much of it, because they could get food from the Chagatai Khanate anyway.

But in the end, after the trade routes to the West and the East were cut off, the disastrous consequences began to emerge. The people of the Golden Horde had basically no food to eat.

They returned to the most ancient nomadic era of the grasslands and even tried to rob the Russian countries of their food.

About an hour later, several generals came to Berge at full speed and brought several prisoners.

In other words, the messenger arrived in time, otherwise these prisoners would not have survived and would have all been killed.

"Prince! Your order was given a little late. We, we will only leave these few behind." The leading general had an ugly expression on his face. He looked at Berge timidly and spoke.

He also didn't expect that killing so many prisoners would lead to such serious consequences.

"I gave this order, so I don't blame you. Who are these people? Are there any craftsmen or military doctors among them?" Berge asked.

"Prince! Those who have rushed in this time are basically all soldiers and military doctors. They have been living in the rear, and the same goes for the craftsmen. These people are three thousand-household heads and a prince of the Ogedei family." The leading general spoke.

I had asked when I came here. These people are all high-ranking officials, not ordinary soldiers, let alone craftsmen or doctors.

“Hmph! Senior members of the Ogedei family, why did you send them here? Take them out and chop them into pieces!” Berge snorted coldly and spoke.

If he is neither a craftsman nor a military doctor, then he is of no use to me. The people of the Ogedei family and the Jochi family are mortal enemies!

If the two sides meet, the fight will end to the death. Since these people are useless, he will not keep them and waste food!
Several soldiers nodded and were about to drag the men out and chop them down, but at this time, a general of the Golden Horde stopped them.

"Wait a minute! Prince Berke! Don't kill them yet, they are very useful. Although they are not military doctors, we can use them to exchange for Zhang Yong's son!
Zhang Yong's son must have military doctors and the magic medicine. These people are senior members of the Ogedei family, so Zhang Dingguan will not leave them to die without saving them. "Said a captain of the Golden Horde.

Prince Berke was very smart and good at fighting, but he was too impulsive. He liked to kill in everything without considering the consequences.

Killing them can indeed relieve the momentary pleasure, but keeping them is more useful. Otherwise, whoever captures the captives will keep them alive because they are useful. Hearing this, Berge's eyes lit up instantly. Yes, he forgot about this. Although these people are not military doctors or craftsmen, they can be exchanged! In this way, his eldest brother will be saved.

There are several thousand households and one prince. The one who can become the prince is the son of Ogedei.

Brothers of Guyuk, Kuoduan and Kuochu!
Zhang Yong! Zhang Yong! You are the successor of Guyu in name only. Your position as the Great Khan of Mongolia was passed down to you by Guyu.

I don't believe your son can stand by and watch someone die without helping! The conditions I offer are not unreasonable. If your son doesn't agree, I don't know how you can control the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers of the Ogedei family.

"You are right, I almost forgot about this, someone come here!
Immediately send two messengers to the Western Expedition Camp at Zhangding Pass and tell them that we want to negotiate with him." Berke shouted excitedly.

We must act quickly now, otherwise our eldest brother will die.

"Prince! In addition, these three thousand households are also useful. They said they are willing to explain some matters about the Western Expedition Army, which are some urgent military intelligence." A general of the Golden Horde said.

When these guys were brought here, they were naturally questioned. They were ambushed when they entered the valley before.

Zhang Dingguan did not send troops to rescue them, which led to some generals of the Ogedei family bearing a grudge against Zheng Enyong's eldest son.

"Prince! As long as you don't kill us and spare our lives, you will be our benefactor. We will tell you all the military intelligence we know." The three thousand households of the Ogedei family knelt on the ground and said.

Hearing this, the tied-up prince of the Ogedei family also whimpered in anxiety, but he couldn't speak because a piece of rag was stuffed in his mouth.

"Really? Someone, separate the three of them and interrogate them separately. Ask them to write down in detail the military situation of the Western Expedition Army. I will then interrogate the three of them.

"I will compare the confessions. If anyone's information is wrong or different from others, don't blame me for being ruthless." Berge snorted coldly and said.

This trick was also learned by his elder brother Batu and Zhang Yong during the Western Expedition. When interrogating the enemy, they must be interrogated separately, not at the same time, and they must be kept together.

Otherwise, these guys will definitely collude with each other, and the safest and most reliable way is to separate them.

"As for you! Take him away first! Lock him up and don't allow him to contact anyone. At the same time, send heavy troops to guard him closely." Berke said, looking at the captured prince of the Ogedei family.

"Woo woo woo!" The prince of my Kuotai family was quickly carried away by several soldiers, and the three stubborn centurions were also separated, and then someone was found to interrogate them individually.

Soon, two household servants were brought before Berke. All the Mongolian envoys were servants trained by their families since childhood and were absolutely loyal to their masters.

"I want you to go to the camp of the Western Expedition Army to meet their commander-in-chief and tell him that we have a prince of the Ogedei family in our hands.

If you want this prince to live, then send a military doctor to bring the magic medicine invented by Zhang Yong of their Western Expedition Army to our side." Berge said.

"We understand. Master, don't worry, I will tell Zhang Yong's eldest son about your request!" The messenger knelt on the ground, nodded and said.

"Well! I believe you can complete the task perfectly. Remember! Don't be too aggressive when you go over there. You are not going over there to find a reason to start a war.

Now that we've gone to war, a head of the Ogedei family isn't worth asking them to stop fighting, so I just want the doctor to come, understand?
You must bring the doctor back to me." Berge said with great caution.

"Master, don't worry. I will convince the eldest son of King Zhang Yong no matter what." The messenger nodded, bowed to his master, then stood up and left the tent, picked a fast horse and two guards, and headed towards the camp of the Western Expedition Army outside the valley.

On the morning of that day, they finally arrived at the military camp thirty miles away. After explaining their purpose, the messenger was immediately led to Zhang Dingguan's tent.

"The envoy of the Golden Horde pays homage to the prince of the Daqian Empire." The envoy of the Golden Horde said while kneeling on the ground.

Their Golden Horde only recognized the identity of the Daqian Empire, but did not recognize Zhang Yong's position as the Great Khan of Mongolia, so they only called him emperor, and did not call Zhang Yong the Khan.

"Since you are a messenger, then stand up and speak! Are you here on Batu's orders?" Zhang Dingguan asked with a smile while sitting on the chair.

Batu should be in a bad state now! Although the heavy sword's parts are not fatal, their bows and arrows are deadly. Although there is no poison, the infection of the wound and the barbed blood grooves are enough to kill people.

"I'm here on the orders of the Khan, hoping to negotiate with your army and discuss the issue of prisoners." said the envoy of the Golden Horde.

Before leaving, Prince Berkeley specifically instructed that they must not tell the other party that Batu was now unconscious.

"Really? I wonder which general from the Ogedei family it is?" Zhang Dingguan asked.

"It's a prince of a clan, and three thousand-household chiefs. I wonder if the weight of these three is enough." The messenger said.

I have captured some prisoners, including a prince. This makes it a bit difficult to deal with them. Should I save him or not?
If they were not rescued, there would be more than 40,000 troops from the Ogedei family and many generals from the Ogedei family. They were unable to go to rescue before because they would also be wiped out.

But in the current situation, if the conditions proposed by the other party are not excessive and you still refuse to help, it would be a bit unreasonable.

It doesn't make sense, and Uncle Guiyou is so good to me.

If he doesn't save his brother, he will lose face!

Just listen to the other party’s conditions first!

"It is me who caused the suffering of the prince of the Ogedei family. What do you think? What are your conditions?
Only then will you release the prince of my Kuotai family and the three thousand households. I will rescue all of them." Zhang Dingguan asked.

"My Lord! My Khan said that his double was shot by your arrows when he tried to attract you to attack. He carefully trained this double.

He is like his own brother, so I don’t want him to die in vain. I hope you can send a military doctor with magic medicine to save this substitute.” The messenger said.

"Hahaha! What you said is so funny, really so funny. How can there be such a good deal in this world for a prince to exchange his life for a substitute's?

Are you kidding me?" Zhang Dingguan said with a big laugh.

Come on! You can't even tell a lie?
What about Batu's stand-in? When Batu rushed over, did you think all of us were blind?

Can't we see who it is? Don't we know who it is?

"My Lord, what do you mean?"

"Okay, let's not beat around the bush. I know that the one who is seriously injured now is Batu. The one who fought with me yesterday was Batu, the Khan of the Golden Horde. You came here for your own Khan, right? A Mongolian prince in exchange for a military doctor? Just to save a substitute. Who would believe this?" Zhang Dingguan said.

Do you think I'm an idiot?
"My Lord, I just want to ask you one question. Will you give me this magic medicine from the military doctor or not? I heard that you once followed the Khan Guyuk on an expedition.

Brother of Khan Guyuk, can you really just watch him die without helping?

These people have come from afar to follow you on the Western Expedition." The messenger asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Dingguan fell into deep thought. This was indeed a question: should he save her or not? (End of this chapter)