Dream of the Red Chamber: Start by gaining Zhao Yun's martial prowess, and be ennobled in a sin

The reason why Batumongke sent Bayar as his deputy to accompany the army this time was precisely due to this political consideration.

In retrospect, Bayar has proven to be exceptionally capable and has fulfilled his expectations admirably.

Batumonke smiled and said to everyone in the tent:

"When Bayar returns, I plan to let him take over the Kheshig army."

"I am now old and will never have the chance to lead you to restore the glory of my Great Yuan Dynasty."

"Fortunately, Bayar has some talent. After he ascends the throne, he will surely lead you to achieve great things, compete with the Manchus and the Han Dynasty for control of the Central Plains, and restore the reputation of our Golden Family!"

Batumonk's words had a hint of entrusting his son to someone else!

Everyone in the tent felt a chill, knowing that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Bayar was the undisputed next Khan!

Bayar not only holds the title of heir apparent, but has also made military achievements and is about to take command of the most elite Kheshig army of the Yuan Dynasty. Who else but him is the rightful Khan?

Everyone respectfully cupped their hands and said:

"Rest assured, Your Majesty! We will certainly follow in the footsteps of the Crown Prince!"

Batumonk nodded and said:

"That's good! When Bayar returns, I, the Khan, will personally celebrate his victory..."

Before the words were finished, a report came from outside the tent:

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has returned and is outside the golden tent, requesting an audience!"

The tent fell silent instantly!

Has the Crown Prince returned at this time?

Batumonk frowned slightly and said:

"A messenger was just sent back to report the victory, how come he's back now? Could it be that he's returned to the royal court to report the good news after capturing Yulin City?"

As the deputy commander, it's a bit presumptuous of him to personally return and report the victory while not in the army!

Seeing Batumonke frown, Right Chancellor Arutai said:

"This must be a sign of the Crown Prince's filial piety! He specially wanted to return to the Great Khan as soon as possible to report the battle situation!"

The Left Chancellor, Tuo Huan, flushed from the wine, stood up and laughed:

"Great Khan! Quickly invite His Highness the Crown Prince in! I also want to hear him tell me how my son routed the Han army!"

Batumonk didn't think much of it and nodded, saying:

"Let the Crown Prince enter the tent!"

A moment later, the tent flap was opened.

Bayar walked in with a strange expression, followed by two bodyguards wearing sable hats and carrying long spears.

Batumonk's expression hardened slightly, a hint of doubt creeping into his mind.

The two bodyguards beside Bayar were unfamiliar faces; he didn't recognize any of them.

And how could Bayar bring people to the Golden Tent without permission, and with weapons at that? Isn't that a bit too ignorant of the rules?

Could it be that he made some military achievements on the front lines and has become arrogant because of his favor?

Batumonk pointed to the two bodyguards behind Bayar and asked them with displeasure:

"Bayar, why aren't you at the front lines? Why have you returned to the royal court without permission! And who are these two...?"

Before Batumongk could finish speaking, he froze, because he saw the look in Bayar's eyes.

There was no joy, pride, or smugness in his eyes after victory; instead, there was only endless despair and fear, and a gloomy despair.

What's going on?

Bayar opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end only managed to utter a single sentence through his teeth:

"Father Khan! Surrender!"

Just as Bayar spoke, Jia Jing behind him moved.

He didn't waste words with the people in the tent, because he didn't have the habit of wasting words with people who were about to die.

In that instant, Batumonk saw a silver spear as thick as a child's arm shoot through the air.

The spear tip gleamed coldly in the lamplight, pointing directly at the fire sieve. Jia Jing immediately recognized that this person was the most skilled fighter present.

Huoshai never expected that someone would suddenly appear behind the prince and attack him. He roared and grabbed the weapon of the guard behind him to block.

But he was already drunk, and with Jia Jing's unexpected attack, how could he possibly have a chance to stop him?

The gleaming silver dragon spear moved with lightning speed, its weight of over a hundred pounds flying towards them with immense force.

With a loud "Bang!", the fire sieve was blasted apart by the bright silver spear.

His entire body exploded into pieces like fireworks, leaving only a cloud of blood mist and a pile of broken bones and flesh.

Furthermore, after the fire sieve was blasted apart, the power of the bright silver spear had not yet dissipated, and it slanted into the jade pillar supporting the ceiling inside the golden tent.

"boom!"

The huge, sturdy pillar, which would take one person to encircle, shook violently, and a large crack appeared in its shaft.

Then the entire golden tent was violently shaken by the immense force carried by the spear.

A corner of the felt on the tent roof drooped down with a rustling sound, and a cold wind rushed in, causing the candlelight inside to flicker wildly.

The entire room fell silent.

Batumonke, Tuohuan, Arutai, and the others instantly sobered up, and the cold wind blowing into the tent made them shiver violently.

I don't know if it was from the cold or from being scared.

Each of them looked completely bewildered, standing there frozen in place, their minds blank!

What's wrong? Where am I?

Suddenly, a man appeared behind Bayar and shot Huoshai dead with a single shot!

Inside the Great Khan's golden tent! It exploded instantly!

What the hell is going on?

Is the crown prince so eager to seize power?

And how come the people the prince brought are so brave?

You should know that Huoshai was a famous fierce general of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, known as the "Tiger of the Grasslands"!

He died without any resistance?

A profound silence fell over the golden tent, and everyone was momentarily stunned into silence.

Meanwhile, Jia Jing calmly pulled the gleaming silver spear from the pillar, leaving a trail of blood on the ground with its tip.

Jia Jing slammed the Silver Dragon Spear to the ground with a muffled "thud!" The shaft of the spear sank half a foot into the ground and stood firmly beside him.

Then, without haste, he unbuttoned his fur coat, revealing a beast-faced chainmail armor underneath, the armor gleaming coldly in the lamplight.

Jia Jing's gaze swept coldly over everyone in the tent, his voice as sharp and icy as a cold wind:

"Don't move! You've been captured!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to strike the hearts of everyone in the tent with each word, making them shiver again.

Tuohuan and Arutai were so frightened by what they had just witnessed that they dared not speak for a moment.

It was Yi Bula, being a military general, who was the first to react. He understood the situation from Jia Jing's Han Chinese attire and Han language, and shouted coldly:

"They're Han Chinese! There are assassins! Protect the Great Khan!"

Yi Buci was a general of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. He was nine feet tall, with a broad back and a strong waist. He once fought a black bear with his bare hands.

He was trembling all over, not from fear, but from anger.

Someone actually stormed into their royal court's golden tent, and it seems to be a Han Chinese.

He had just said that the Han people were just weak and easily bullied sheep, but these sheep turned around and bit them!

This is an absolute disgrace!

Yi Buci glanced at the Huoshao corpse, now reduced to ashes, and then at Zhuque, who was pointing a gun at Batumonke. His teeth were grinding together.

He took a deep breath and shouted to the others:

"You cover the Khan's retreat first!"

Then, without a shout, he grabbed the heavy axe weighing sixty jin from the guard behind him and charged towards Jia Jing.