Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

All the Han generals present, and even some Mongolian generals, nodded in agreement and sent a group of ragtag troops over to set up a battle array to engage in a decisive battle with them. Anyone could see that this was a trap.

"Second Prince, you should just order the hot air balloon troops to take off, and then observe from the sky what they are trying to do. No matter what conspiracies they have, they will be exposed in the face of our absolute strength." Guo Kan said.

War is a war of intelligence. Whoever has first-hand intelligence will win.

Their Western Expedition Army had the best intelligence and reconnaissance personnel who could fly into the sky for reconnaissance.

This fortress has stood here for hundreds of years and no one has been able to capture it. It must have its unique features, but facing them, the Western Expedition Army would be doomed.

If they stayed on the top of the mountain and did not come out, it would make sense, but if they sent some ragtag troops to die, it must be an ambush.

"General Guo is right. I also think there is something fishy about this matter. The enemy may want to use this ragtag army to ambush us." A Mongolian captain nodded and said.

"What the generals said makes sense. We should keep our troops in place for now and increase our vigilance at night.

Let's wait until tomorrow morning and let the hot air balloon troops fly up to the sky to have a look." Zhang Dingxia nodded in agreement and agreed with the generals' battle plan.

I don’t care what conspiracies you have, as long as my hot air balloon troops fly into the sky, I can find you unless you are hiding underground.

Facing the Assassins, Zhang Dingxia did not dare to be negligent! After all, he knew the strength of his father's assassin army.

"That Second Prince, and all the generals, you, you may have thought too much. They, they may really be here for a decisive battle." Bamsin's mouth twitched, and he spoke helplessly.

This man named Aladdin was the son of the old man in the mountains of the previous generation. When he became a master assassin, this guy had already begun to take power.

But to be honest, this Aladdin is not really a talented person, and he even has some brain problems.

Some people said that he had a fever when he was a child and his brain was confused, so he was an idiot. Others said that this guy was taking opium and smoked too much, which made him prone to hallucinations.

The reason why he betrayed the Old Man in the Mountain was because the Old Man in the Mountain intended to entrust the entire Asa organization to this idiot.

At that time, many assassin masters expressed their opposition, and some even suggested that the old man in the mountains of the previous generation should directly train his grandson or give birth to another son.

In short, there is no way that we can hand over the family business of hundreds of years to Aladdin. This guy is a complete prodigal and an idiot.

So if you expect him to have any conspiracy or tricks, that is impossible. No one in the Assassin organization would play tricks or tricks.

The grass-roots soldiers are all fanatical believers who think about dying all day long. The middle and high-level assassin masters, as well as the assassin elders, all know some inside information and news.

Therefore, they are not that crazy about the Old Man in the Mountain. You know, over the years, most of the people who betrayed the Old Man in the Mountain were master assassins.

And the Assassins definitely didn't have any regular military force. (At the time, it was called the Muciyi Kingdom. I'll just explain it here. For your convenience, it's more appropriate to use the Assassins.)
The grassroots soldiers here are best at using knives and bows and arrows for stabbing. Frontal combat is not their strong point at all, even for ordinary soldiers.

It was a makeshift army entirely armed by peasants, and they even recruited some bandits from other areas to help.

"??? Bamsin, you mean this is not a conspiracy at all?" Zhang Dingxia asked in confusion.

Some other Han and Mongolian generals present also had incredible expressions on their faces, but Bamsin was a local boss after all, so what he said was still credible.

“Generals, and Your Highness the Second Prince, although this place is called a country, it has no leader at all. Even the old man in the mountain is not a sultan because he is not recognized by the Caliph.

Strictly speaking, this is just a stronghold of a group of bandits. They occupied a strategic location and trained some assassins.

Then, while the Crusaders and the YSL countries were at war, they would take the opportunity to make some money, assassinate the leaders of both sides, accept missions, or threaten and blackmail.

They are just such a group and organization. It has only developed for hundreds of years and looks a little like a country, but in essence, they are just a group of bandits!" Bamsin said.

Why would the newly defected assassin master from Barcelona run to Hualashuo? Or even to the Eastern countries? That's because this land can't accommodate them. They are already notorious.

Here, they are like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats them, and even ordinary people have no good feelings towards them. Because Asaxin's assassins often carry out a mission.

That is to forcibly abduct some young and beautiful girls and some young boys who were just born not long ago.

Then the boys will be trained to become junior assassins and become cannon fodder to carry out various fatal missions, while the girls will become playthings or even tools to seduce these boys.

This was a practice that had been prevalent for hundreds of years, so the local Arabs, Persians, Turks, and Cuman civilians were all deeply disgusted with the Assassins.

"Hahaha! In that case, these guys are just a bunch of thieves. The first group our Western Expedition army has to deal with is actually a group of bandits." A Han army general said with a smile.

Are they kidding me? They thought the enemy they were facing this time would be very strong, but it turned out to be a bunch of bandits.

“Your Majesty, the reason why you think they are so strong is because the assassin army that His Majesty has trained is so strong.

But you have to understand that the assassin army trained by His Majesty is completely different from the assassins here.

The assassin army we trained only borrowed some of Asa's new training methods and assassination techniques, but most of the things were taught by the books that Your Majesty brought from God.

Whether it is combat skills, training methods or assassination, they are fundamentally different from the Assassins. "Bam-Sin said.

How powerful is the assassin army of the Daqian Empire? As long as you give the order, there is no place they cannot enter and no organization they cannot infiltrate.

There is no intelligence that they cannot obtain, and even assassinating someone secretly is easy for these assassin troops.

But these assassins of the Assassin organization, to borrow a famous Eastern saying, are just a bunch of clowns.

"So, Bamsin, what do you think we should do?" Zhang Dingxia touched his chin and asked.

"Your Majesty! You can just let a general lead 15,000 cavalrymen and attack their formation. Nothing else is needed to defeat them." Bamsin said.

"Coach! As the saying goes, only when you know yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.

Although the enemy is weak, we cannot underestimate them. We must know that an arrogant army will be defeated, especially since we are in a completely unfamiliar land.

Therefore, no matter how weak the enemy is, we should be cautious. It is getting late now, so let's wait until tomorrow morning before sending out soldiers to fight!" Guo Kan said.

"Okay, then you can rest for tonight, and we will have a decisive battle with these Assassins tomorrow morning." Zhang Dingxia said.

In the end, he still felt that it was better to be careful. No matter how weak the opponent was, he should not underestimate the opponent. His father had always taught him this.

Bamsin did not raise any objection to fighting during the day tomorrow. It was getting late now, and the safest way was to set up camp and let the soldiers rest and have a good meal tomorrow, and then destroy the enemy in one fell swoop.

At the Daqian Empire's Western Expedition military camp, the entire camp was brightly lit, and a large number of soldiers were assigned to guard the night. In addition, a general was assigned to take charge of the night shift. The entire military camp was guarded like an iron barrel to prevent the enemy from launching a sneak attack.

More than ten kilometers away, Rukredin, who chose to camp in the woods, was not in such a good mood.

At this moment, Ruklaidin was extremely troubled. Why would his father send him to die? This old man must be mentally ill, right?

He is his successor and the hope of the entire Assassin, but Aladdin, an old man in the mountains from his father's generation, actually believed the words of those assassin elders and sent him here to die.

They claimed to have an army of 100,000, but where was that? At most, they had only about 30,000 men, and more than 20,000 of them were civilians brought from nearby, or hired bandits.

With such a small number of people, if the Mongolian army charged, they would all be killed completely, without even a chance to escape, because as an assassin-type organization, they did not raise many horses.

The Assassins would only equip them with horses when they were out on important missions.

The military forces of their Assassin organization are very homogeneous, with only these two combinations of ordinary assassins and ragtag troops.

There was no organized cavalry unit at all, and they were at an absolute disadvantage facing the Mongolian army which was composed entirely of cavalry.

"Lord Rukreddin, we must obey the orders of the old man in the mountain, and we will surely ascend to heaven.

By then, we will enjoy eternal happiness in heaven." A fanatical young assassin stood in front of Rukreddin and spoke.

He couldn't wait to return to that paradise, with endless wine, endless honey toast, all kinds of fresh fruits, and those gentle and considerate girls.

Those were the happiest days of her life. The thought that as long as she died in battle, as long as she died at the hands of the Mongols, she could return made her very excited.

They don't care about the victory or defeat of this war. They only care about whether they can go to heaven as the doctrine says as long as they die bravely in battle.

"You are going to heaven, kid. You go out first! Then call all the assassin mentors in. I want to hold a combat meeting." Rukledin immediately changed his expression, smiled at the young assassin, and motioned him to leave.

The only role of this kind of cannon fodder-level assassin is to be a death warrior and choose a better way to die.

The young assassin nodded, immediately stood up and left the tent. Soon all the master assassins gathered around, and their faces were as ugly as Rukledin's.

It was even filled with despair. No one understood what the old man in the mountain was thinking. They had finally gathered such a small army, shouldn't they stay together on the mountain and defend it?
They stored a large amount of food in the mountains. In the past, some Crusader states, such as the YSL Dynasty, did not leave them alone and sent large armies to encircle and suppress them.

But the terrain of Eagle's Nest is really good. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as they hide on the top of the mountain and store a large amount of food, the enemy will have no way to deal with them.

On the top of this mountain, there are ponds of various sizes that can provide them with fresh water. A large number of fruit trees and some vegetables such as wheat are also planted.

They can also be provided with some supplies so that they can hold out even if they are besieged for a year or even two years.

A long time ago, both the Crusader States and the YSL forces besieged them, but basically had to withdraw after a few months or even half a year.

But now giving up one's advantageous terrain, running to the bottom of the mountain, or even far away from the Eagle's Nest to fight a decisive battle with the enemy is absolutely a foolish act.

The old man in the mountain must have taken too much of that special herb, which caused him to become unconscious and issue such a stupid order.

"You also know the current situation? The task assigned to us by my father, the Old Man in the Mountain, is a mission that means we must die. There is no way we can complete it." Rukledin said.

"Lord Rukledin! Why don't we just surrender to the Mongols? That's what we did the last time Genghis Khan's army came to the west." An assassin master said.

If it really doesn't work, they can just surrender to the Mongol army like they did during the last Western Expedition. During the first Western Expedition, the Mongol army never set foot in their territory.

The old man in the mountains of the previous generation surrendered directly to Genghis Khan and provided some food and grass support, and thus became a vassal state of Mongolia.

But as soon as the Mongols withdrew, the Assassins launched a rebellion and announced their independence from Mongolia.

"We have surrendered to the Mongols once before, so we may be able to gain their trust now.

And most importantly, a few of us can surrender, but what about the remaining ordinary assassins?" Rukreddin sighed.

These fanatical idiots are the most difficult to deal with. These guys are not afraid of death at all and are extremely fanatical.

When the commander said he wanted to surrender, they would jump up and kill him first, and then excitedly rush towards the Mongolian army to die.

In other armies, as long as the generals chose to surrender, the lower-level soldiers would follow suit. They had no choice at all, but their Assassins were completely the opposite.

The upper level decided to surrender, but the lower level soldiers would not agree!
"There are only about two to five thousand of those fanatical assassins! The rest of the troops are mostly recruited bandits and ordinary civilians forcibly kidnapped from nearby. These people are willing to follow us." An assassin mentor said.

The fanatical young common assassins couldn't be convinced, but the others were no problem.

"But what should we do with Eagle's Nest after we surrender! The Mongols will not be polite to those who are of no use to them." Rukledin looked at the assassin masters in front of him and raised the most important question.

They could surrender, but the Mongols wanted to take down the entire Assassin organization and the Eagle's Nest. Simply surrendering would not gain them any benefits. (Here I would like to introduce Rukreddin, who surrendered to Hulagu in history. Hulagu originally intended to let him go and let him continue to lead the Assassins.

Who knew that this guy would go crazy and actually propose to go to the Mongolian headquarters in person to pay a visit to Mongke. As a result, for unknown reasons, Mongke finally ordered Hulagu to chop this guy off.

His father, Aladdin, is the old man in the Modai Mountain. This is an even more bizarre person. It is rumored in history that he has a mental problem. After the arrival of the Mongolian army, he implemented a series of wrong strategic decisions and was defeated by the Mongolian vanguard army.
“Perhaps we can contact the Mongolian army. It is said that there is also an assassination unit in the Mongolian army.

This assassin unit was trained by some traitors among us Assassins." An assassin mentor said.

Upon hearing this, Rukledin's eyes lit up. He had actually forgotten that the Eastern monarch had also privately trained some assassin troops.

"We can get in touch with them and tell them that we want to surrender. Then we can find a way to eliminate these assassin troops. Then we can return to the Eagle's Nest and help the Mongols capture the Eagle's Nest."

"The question is how do we communicate with each other?" asked a Master Assassin.

“We can send an assassin mentor to lead his apprentices, and then tell the apprentices that they are going to carry out an assassination mission to assassinate the commander of the Mongolian army.

Let these apprentices die first, and then our assassin master will make some contact with the enemy."

"No, that would mean offending the Mongols and leaving a bad impression on them." Rukledin immediately rejected the master assassin's proposal.

If you send people to assassinate someone, even though it will only consume some cannon fodder, it will also make people feel that you are not sincere.

“Otherwise, we can only wait for the Mongolian envoys. The Mongols will send envoys before going to war.

We will wait for the Mongolian envoy to arrive and have some secret meetings with him. " said a master assassin. (End of this chapter)