Dadu.
By now, the Great Yuan Imperial Court had received word that the Ming Army had marched beyond the passes and was heading toward Great Yuan.
According to the intelligence brought back by the night eagles, six hundred thousand Ming troops had marched through the passes along twelve routes and already entered the Great Desert.
In ten days or so at most, they would cross the Great Desert and reach the Grasslands.
When that happened, the tribes near the Great Desert would inevitably suffer slaughter at the hands of the Ming Army.
In fact, many tribes had already received word and were migrating north, hoping to reach the Royal Court and seek its protection.
Upon hearing this news, Temür immediately decided to muster his forces and march south to resist the Ming Army.
Though he had little confidence, he could hardly sit and wait for death.
By the time the Ming Army reached Dadu, it would be too late.
What he did not know, however, was that danger had already arrived...
Troops were gathering throughout Dadu. Units of the Yuan Army shuttled through the city, heading to the barracks to report in. Clearly, forces were being deployed.
Yet no one noticed the four figures approaching through the air from the southwest. Before long, they appeared in the sky above Dadu.
Looking down at the solemn, hurried activity in the city, Yu Huatian was somewhat surprised. "Mustering troops? It seems they've already received word! Their intelligence work is quite good..."
Bai Yujing said evenly, "Great Yuan controls the entire northern Grasslands, with dozens of small states and hundreds of tribes of various sizes under its rule. Without good intelligence, it naturally couldn't attend to every corner and maintain absolute control over the entire north."
"They reportedly breed a type of eagle