Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 592: The oriole catches the mantis behind (Part )
"After the Great Khan, Ephoqin Luobuzang proclaimed himself Altan Khan, he stationed his herds in Orkhunut Otokne at the foot of Yanran Mountain. The slaves have been released, and our army is fighting in Erdeni. We suffered heavy casualties and had to rest for half a year before we could go on the expedition." Halahuli respectfully reported to Gunbu in the sweat tent of Uliasutai Tuxietu tribe.

"Well, you did a good job," Gunbu praised him, and then glanced at the generals one by one. Feeling the fiery gaze, Chahun Dorji, Sidi Siribatur, Ayoubai, Kebai, Duqin and others could not help but puff up their chests.

"How are you preparing?" Khan's voice was gentle and anxious.

"Father Khan, our troops are ready and are just waiting for your order," Chahun Dorji shouted.

"My son is also ready, please give orders from father Khan", Sidi Siribatur also shouted.

"Please give an order from the Great Khan~Please give an order from the Great Khan~Please give an order from the Great Khan~" The voices of Ayubai, Halahuli, Kebai, Duqin and others came and went.

Seeing that the army's morale was available, Gunbu was secretly happy and decisively ordered, "Early tomorrow morning, we will send out troops to attack Ephoqin Luobuzang. Chahun Dorji and Xidi Xili, you are my sons, and you should be the arrowheads of the entire army."

"Father, don't worry, I will never embarrass you." "I will definitely bring out the majesty of Tuxie Tubu." The impassioned voices of the two princes lingered in the sweat tent for a long time.

The autumn wind was blowing, and the autumn air was cool. He and Milwu, the chief of thousands of households in the Tuohite tribe, braved the coolness and led his troops to patrol the periphery of the camp. Ever since Huitai Ji became a Khan on his own, he could clearly feel the hostility towards him from the nearby Zasak Tu tribe herdsmen, so he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Something doesn't seem right today," he muttered to himself, but couldn't figure out what was wrong for the moment. Suddenly he remembered that the secret sentry sent to change the guard had not returned yet. "No! Be on guard!" He opened his mouth and shouted.

But it was too late, the horses' hooves were like thunder, and countless cavalry rushed in like a sea wave, opened the fence, chopped and set fire everywhere. Chahun Dorji rushed in front, raising the saber in his hand with the power of his horse, and Milwu's head flew into the sky.

The sound of fighting resounded through the sky, broken limbs and arms could be seen everywhere, raging fires broke out in the camp, and the enemy set fire to the granary of Hetuohuite.

"Khan, the situation is not good. The Tuxietu people are coming. Please evacuate quickly. If it is too late, it will be too late." Gunbu Yildun stumbled into the big tent of Eluoqin Luobuzang.

His fists were clenched tightly, the veins on his arms were exposed, and Luo Buzang's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, "Gunbu, you are a despicable and shameless traitor who can only use this kind of trick. What kind of hero can you be?"

"My good nephew, now is not the time to be angry. Let's go quickly." Gunbu Yildun coaxed and persuaded, pulling Eluoqin Luobuzang and fleeing for his life with hundreds of guards.

He Tuohuite's old Tai Jihang Tudai was in his fifties, and his reaction was a little slow. Hearing the shouts of killing, he hurriedly put on his clothes and mounted his horse under the protection of his personal guards. However, he was already surrounded by many people. It was so sudden that he was exhausted and still couldn't get out.

"Is this Hangtudai Laotaiji opposite?" A soft voice came from the autumn wind. The voice sounded gentle, but it made Hang Tudai feel cold on his back and uncomfortable all over. He had heard this voice and knew the owner of the voice: Tushetu Khan Gonbu. They had met many times before during the Khalkha princes' alliance.

"Who do I think you are? It turns out to be the mighty Great Khan of Khalkha (Tuxie Tubu is the direct descendant of Khalkha Mongolia). Aren't you resting in Ulia Sutai? Why do you have time to go horse riding here?" He said mocked.

"Oh, I feel bored staying in Uliasutai, and occasionally I go out to hunt." Gunbu didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet an old friend again. Goodbye at Laotai. Are you okay?"

"I'm very good. I still have a bow that can shoot vultures and a knife that can cut down jackals." Hang Tudai spat fiercely on the ground.

"If Lao Taiji is willing to submit to me, you will not only avoid death. I will also reward you with thousands of slaves, countless cattle, sheep, horses and camels. How about it?" Gunbu's eyes were cold, but his tone became softer.

"Bah! If you want me to surrender you, a villain, unless the river flows back and two suns appear in the sky," Hang Tudai cursed.

The warm spring smile disappeared, and Gunbu's face gradually turned gloomy, turning from bright sunshine to dark clouds. "What are you all doing here? Shoot an arrow and send Lao Taiji on his way," he said sinisterly. Arrows are like locusts, shooting at Laotaiji. Hangtudai fell down and glanced at Gunbu again before he died. There was a green light flashing in Gunbu's eyes, and he recognized it. It was clearly the look of a jackal.

"Chirp ~ chirp ~ chirp ~"

There were a few wild geese chirping under Yanran Mountain (Hangai Mountain), which was a coded signal to contact the Tuohui Special Department. After escaping from Orkhunut Otok, Ephoqin Luobuzang successively gathered more than 5,000 defeated soldiers. The 30,000 troops who went south suffered heavy losses. Some were killed in battle, some were captured, and a considerable number were scattered in other places and needed time to gather together. "Great Khan", Gonbu Elden came to him.

"But the second uncle is back?" Eluoqin Luo Buzang asked anxiously.

Gunbu Yildun lowered his head, with tears in his eyes, "Some of the subordinates of the second brother fled back, and the traitor Gunbu ordered his second brother to be shot to death."

"Gun Bu, one day, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood." Luo Bu Zang, Elu Qin, gnashed his teeth with hatred.

"Great Khan, now is not the time to be angry. The Tuxietu people are searching for us everywhere, and we must return to Tangnu Mountain immediately," Gonbuyilden urged.

"Let's go," Eluoqin Luobuzang spat out this syllable angrily from his nasal cavity.

The bank of Ubusu Lake at the southern foot of Tangnu Mountain became the center of Tangnu Ulianghai because the tents of Hetuohite tribe were located here.

The old Ombu Erdeni stood in the hunting wind with a cane. He had received a letter from his son and brother. He knew that the tribe's army had been defeated, but he didn't know what the defeat was. Every day, he stood In the wind, waiting for the children of the tribe to return home.

Finally, an army appeared in his eyes, dragging the flag listlessly backwards. It was his son. Just looking at the number, there were only five or six thousand of the 30,000 troops left when they went south.

Ombu Erdeni felt awe-inspiring in his heart, but he forced himself to remain calm.

Two graceful horses galloped in front of him and reined in their horses. They were the son and brother whom he longed for.

"Eqige, my son is incompetent. I only have 30,000 children. I really have no face to see the people in the tribe." Eluoqin Luobuzang hugged his old father and wanted to keep calm, but he burst into tears uncontrollably.

"My son, there is no need to be depressed. We and the Tuohite tribe have always only had Huitaiji, but we have never had a big sweat. When your grandfather Shuolei Ubash swept Oirat in the past, he thought of becoming a khan on his own, but he died in the battle before he could do it. Well done. You have fulfilled your grandfather's legacy and become the world-famous Altan Khan. It's great. My father is proud of you. A mere defeat is nothing, just regrouping."

"But Eqi Ge, our sons and daughters have suffered too much loss."

"It doesn't matter. Many people are just scattered. They will go home on their own. Arm all the men in the tribe between the ages of thirteen and seventy, including the slaves of each family, and then start from the Kyrgyz and Bu The Riat tribes recruited soldiers and could soon form an army of tens of thousands."

"But the second uncle, he died in the battle." Eluo Qin Luo Bu Zang lowered his head sadly.

"Your second uncle is a good man. He is worthy of being a descendant of Genghis Khan and the son of Shuolei Ubash, the God of War." Ombu Erdeni roared loudly, and suddenly burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)