Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 86 Jin Maple and Jade Dew meet again

The envoys of the Gelug Sect, Xini and the Naqie translator, came to the bank of the Ili River. The national counselor Khan Tulubaihu saw the eight words written by Shigatse IV to him: "Destroy the Red Sect, Defend the Yellow Sect", and felt a heavy weight. It was so serious that he immediately ordered all ministries to convene a Chulgan Conference in Talbahatai.

All the prominent figures from Oirat Mongolia are here, including Hanaktu Shetu, Eqirtu, Abalai, Kundulun Ubashi, Selenghatan Batur, and Buyan Hatamba from the Heshuote tribe. Tur; Orlek of the Torgut tribe and his six sons; Daletesh, Baoyilden, Yildenubash, Minzhu, and Chu of the Durbot tribe; Huite Sultan of the tribe; the most special one is the Junggar tribe. Duoheqin, Mergendaiqing, Chuhuer Ubas and other Taijis all wear mourning clothes.

After careful questioning, it turned out that the "lone hero" of the Junggar tribe, Halahula Hutaiji, returned to the embrace of Changshengtian.

The respected Yellow Sect master Wensa III was greatly moved. He walked up to Duo Heqin and thanked him: "Your department has suffered such misfortune, but you still insisted on attending the meeting. Your determination to sacrifice your life to defend the religion was enough to move the Buddha."

"Master, as followers of the Yellow Sect, these are what we should do," Duo Heqin's voice was as firm as iron.

Wensa III nodded, "I received the imperial edict sent by a fast horse from Lhasa. The great master has named you 'Batur Hutai Ji'."

Duo Heqin was refreshed. Previously, people in the tribe admired his bravery and called himself "Batur", but that didn't count. However, the "Batur Hutaiji" granted by Lhasa was the real one. Batur.

Seeing everyone's envious look at this "Batur Hutaiji", Wensa III smiled slightly. This time the old monk also received the imperial title of "Chechen Khan" and the title of "Chechen Khan" in the picture of Oqil from the Shuote Ministry. Sultan of the Huite Department is the edict of "Hutei Ji". When the protective army arrives in Lhasa, the two great masters will personally confer the title of 'Gushi Tenzin Qujie' to the national preceptor Khan."

When a catastrophe is approaching, the Gelug sect's senior officials give many, big, and tempting titles.

However, it was not just the title ban that was alluring. Sultan saw a familiar figure next to Heshuote Taiji Abalai, Ji Gaoyun, who had worshiped Bagas Khan before. Since the spring breeze of those days, he has never seen this beauty again. They hadn't seen each other for two years. The 24-year-old Henji's appearance was even more charming. Her graceful curves made Suletan's eyes fixed on her body and he could never leave her.

Although she had deceived him and promised that once she got part of her late husband's inheritance, she would lead her troops to the Yuledus Grassland to join him. In the end, the inheritance was won, but there was no news about the surrender. Sultan was not angry, he felt that the beauty must have something to hide, otherwise she would definitely come to him.

"Puch", just as he was thinking about something, Gao Yun suddenly smiled at him. This smile, charming and affectionate, immediately made all the clouds in the sky disperse.

"Let us discuss together and make a decision whether to go to Lhasa to protect the religion," the national teacher Khan shouted.

"Protect~Protect~Protect~"

Thunderous "protection" sounds were heard everywhere.

The Noyans and Noyans who attended the Chulgan Conference agreed, "Let us worship the Great Master of Lhasa! Don't the Tibetan people (referring to Tibetans) belong to the Great Master of Lhasa? Don't restrain yourself in Oirat and go to the place you most want to go!" "

Among all the people who shouted for Noyan, the voice of the National Preceptor Khan was the loudest. As the leader of the alliance, he saw the expedition to Qinghai and Lhasa as a good opportunity to get rid of the predicament of the Heshu Special Department and consolidate and improve his political status. He decided to send troops in person. However, he was worried that a reckless undertaking would not achieve the expected results, so he wanted to go to Lhasa to understand the situation. However, they were worried that while they were away from Oirat, the Dzungars would take the opportunity to attack the Heshuote tribe.

Well, I have to ask Batur Hutaiji from the Junggar tribe to go with me, so that I can sit back and relax.

"Dear Taijis, I plan to dress up as a pilgrim and go to Lhasa to learn about the situation. Does anyone dare to go with me?" National Preceptor Khan glanced at everyone with sharp eyes. His makeup skills were very good. At the age of twenty-five, he concealed his identity and went deep into the Khalkha Mongols to resolve the enmity between the Oirat Mongols and the Khalkha Mongols, earning him the title of "National Advisor Khan".

The elegant bird is silent.

"Does anyone dare to come with me to Lhasa to offer incense?" he asked again.

Still silence. Weirat sweated furiously, looked at everyone, and said with a sneer: "Thanks to you, you and the others boast about being such a great hero and Batur on weekdays, but unexpectedly they are useless at the critical moment!"

After saying that, he stared straight at Batur Hutaiji of the Junggar tribe with a pair of tiger eyes.

Batur Hutaiji felt a fire burning in his chest. Among the people present, he was the only one with the title "Batur Hutaiji". The Great Khan was obviously mocking himself for being as timid as a mouse and not worthy of the title "Batur".

Mongolian warriors can die in battle, but they must not be humiliated. In a rage, this Hutaiji stepped forward and shouted: "I am willing to go with the Great Khan!"

The national preceptor Khan was overjoyed, and Huetaiji of Junggar accompanied him, so he no longer had to worry about them causing trouble after he left Oirat.

He laughed and walked forward, patting Batur Hutaiji on the shoulder, "I have long heard that the Junggar tribe produces warriors, and Hutaiji is the bravest among warriors. He is indeed well-deserved!"

Everyone was talking about sending troops to protect the religion, but Suletan was distracted. His eyes kept staring at Gao Yun's graceful figure. In a daze, he seemed to see the beauty smiling at him again.

It's dark, just in time to do some work!

Sultan decided to sneak into Gao Yun's camp to surprise his old lover. He firmly believed that the beauty must be missing him in the felt tent.

This kind of thing does not require a large number of people. He only brought his confidant Ala Tancang and a few guards.

Gao Yun's camp was pitched by the Ili River, because Abalai was not assigned too many tribesmen, and the usual guards were not too tight.

I don’t know what happened tonight. There were so many defenders, and there were many patrols patrolling outside the camp.

"Stop, what are you doing?" As soon as he approached the tent, he was blocked by a group of people.

The first general, with a ferocious appearance, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a voice like a loud bell, is Bingtu Dalai Ubashi, the nephew of the national adviser Khan. He serves as the chief of the Khan's bodyguard.

Sultan knew Bingtu Dalai Ubas and saluted him: "I have an old relationship with Gao Yun and I came here to visit."

"There's no need to visit," Bingtudale Ubas said in a sinister tone: "The Great Khan is currently in Gao Yunji's tent, so it's not good to disturb his leisurely life. You'd better come back!"

"Buzz!"

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Sultan felt his forehead buzzing, and a green hat fell from the sky.

It's normal when you think about it. On the one hand, Mongolians have the custom of marrying a levirate; and on the other hand, Gao Yun has a bad relationship with Kedunsai Khanzhu, the National Preceptor Khan. If they don't devote themselves to the Imperial Preceptor Khan, how can mother and son survive?

Even so, Sultan was still jealous, Tulubaihu, Tulubaihu, how dare you touch my woman. One day, I will kill you!
(End of this chapter)