The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 514 Timur's Plea for Help

He sighed deeply and said with a complicated expression.

"In that case, let's do it your way!"

"As long as my Delhi Sultanate exists, we will give them whatever they want. We no longer have the right to negotiate!"

The general nodded after hearing this, then turned and left the place.

The distress call quickly reached the Great Khan of the Timurid Khanate.

Looking at the letter in his hand, he frowned, his eyes full of disdain.

"I originally thought that the Delhi Sultanate was a large country with considerable strength, but I never expected them to be so useless. In such a short time, their large army has been turned upside down by a single general from the Ming Dynasty. They are truly useless!"

At this moment, a group of civil officials under his command all gave him a mocking look.

However, at this moment a general stepped forward and said...

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty has countless talented people. Although we did not suffer much loss, we also did not gain any advantage from Li Wenzhong!"

"I think we must go and provide support this time. If we don't, and they are wiped out, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"At that time, the Ming Dynasty will have no worries about its rear, and it will definitely put all its troops on our shoulders!"

"Although our strength is considerable, we cannot withstand the onslaught of the entire main force of the Ming Dynasty!"

The Great Khan of Timur nodded upon hearing this.

Originally, most of their troops were now concentrated in the east, although some troops were stationed in the west and north, but not in particularly large numbers.

Even so, they were only evenly matched with Li Wenzhong. If the southern defense line were completely breached...

Lan Yu will definitely take this opportunity to head north.

They may not be able to withstand the attack from both sides.

Like Duke Li Wenzhong, Duke of Cao, Duke Lan Yu of Liang was an important general of the Ming Dynasty.

Especially the battle at Buyur Lake.

The former Yuan emperor, Togus Temur, was captured by them, so the demise of the Delhi Sultanate was not a good thing for them.

"While we do need to support them, if we go there based on their empty promises, won't we just be laughed at to death!"

"When the Tang emperor asked the Uyghurs for military assistance, he also paid a considerable price!"

"How about this? We don't need too much. If my Timur Khanate can help the Delhi Sultanate defeat the Ming army, then my Timur Khanate's soldiers can plunder the Delhi Sultanate's capital for three days and three nights at will!"

The messenger was extremely surprised when he learned of this news.

These nomadic peoples are masters of plunder.

If they were to plunder the capital for three days and three nights, there probably wouldn't be much left, and few people would likely survive.

However, the Delhi Sultanate no longer has the right to negotiate.

"I agree to this request on behalf of His Majesty, but you are not allowed to touch the palace or the residences of the ministers. You may plunder the common people as you please!"

The Khan of Timur nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

Among the people living in the capital, there wasn't one who was particularly poor. Especially in places like the Delhi Sultanate, where the caste system was extremely strict.

Basically, everyone in the capital was of noble birth. Even if they had fallen on hard times, they still had a lot of wealth in their hands, so it would be better to plunder them.

After the deceased had passed away, the general in charge of Timur's army asked.

"But we really don't have many troops. How many people should we send? Besides, all the elite troops are in the east resisting Li Wenzhong. Sending some ordinary soldiers probably won't be of much use!"

The Khan of Timur's Khanate smiled disdainfully.

"We just received news that the total number of Ming troops in the Delhi Sultanate is less than 80,000. Therefore, we do not need to send many elite troops. In addition to the 50,000 archers, we can send about 100,000 auxiliary troops!"

"I've heard that the Delhi Sultanate has a large population, so this time you can plunder as much as you want, especially people. Bring back as many as you can, and our strength will be even greater!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, for population was an extremely important thing to them.

They don't have many people under their control now.

On the contrary, the Sultan of Deli, with so many people and troops, ended up in such a sorry state. The Ming army, with less than 100,000 men, routed them. They were truly utterly useless.

At this time, Prince Dobu Achiri of the Delhi Sultanate also received it.

I remember his face was full of disbelief.

"What did you say? The vanguard I sent out has been wiped out. How could they all be useless? I entrusted him with almost all of my cavalry. How did he manage to fight like this?!"

Dobu Aqili's eyes were filled with rage. In order to resolve the situation in the capital as soon as possible and make his crimes less serious, he specially dispatched all of his most elite cavalry.

They were ordered to rush day and night to rescue the capital. Who could have imagined that so many people, all of them cavalry, would suffer a major defeat before even reaching the capital?

It really made him lose face.

The general standing nearby hurriedly spoke.

"Your Highness, this is no longer the time to assign blame. The most important thing now is to immediately lead the troops to rescue the capital!"

"The people in our capital have no idea what's happening outside. If we don't go soon, it might really be dangerous!"

Prince Dobu Achiri sighed. Although he really didn't want to go back, he had no choice. If he didn't go back, the capital would probably be captured again, and then their Delhi Sultanate would really lose face among the countries. Thinking of this, he said firmly.

“You’re right, we can’t stay here any longer. Once we get there, I’ll order the brothers to advance at full speed!”

"Furthermore, divide all the troops into three routes: left, center, and right. Attack simultaneously with the three routes, ensuring that they are in close communication and that the enemy is not allowed to find any openings!"

Soon, Dobu Achiri's army marched in a mighty procession toward the capital of the Delhi Sultanate.

Meanwhile, Lan Yu, who was besieging the city, also received this news.

Wang Bi and Mu Ying, standing to the side, both frowned deeply.

"It seems this battle will be difficult. To the north are Timur's five thousand elite cavalry, and to the south is Dobu Achiri's large army. Neither of these forces is easy to deal with!"

"We don't have many troops at our disposal. Even if we add up the soldiers from the Delhi Sultanate uprising, we probably won't have many!"

Lan Yu nodded after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)