Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 98 The old Khan killed his relatives out of righteousness (Part )
God in heaven,
The king of Khans on earth,
Although we are in different places between heaven and earth,
Happiness and love have the same nature.

The Bodhisattva of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss,

Good people in the mortal world,
Although not in one place,
The nature of compassion is the same.

The heroic lord and wise minister in the world,
The underworld belongs to Yama,
Although the faces are different,

The nature of good and evil is the same.

People who cannot find food,

Wild beasts in the mountains and forests,

Although their lives are different,

The nature of killing and preying is the same.

The thief who steals from far away,
The wolf that covets the animal pen,
Although the appearance is different,

Greed is the same.

My aunt who lives on the Onon River,

Living in Orkhon and Tula River, I am sick.

Although Khalkha and Onniut are far apart,

The nature of love and longing is the same.

Quetu Khan was reciting poetry. He was fifty-five years old and was a famous Confucian general in Khalkha Mongolia. He was gentle and elegant, good at poetry and prose, and was familiar with the history of the Han Dynasty. He was also skilled in bow and horse.

This "Chuoketu Taiji Cliff Poetry" was an impromptu poem he composed smoothly when he led the Choketu tribe to move westward and went hunting in Hangai Mountain. He climbed up the back mountain of Qiqirliko to look at the east and miss his relatives.

The reason for moving is because of a burning loyalty! Once upon a time, he and his Chokhtu tribe supported the Mongolian Lin Dan Khan. The Great Khan converted to Sakya, and he followed suit; the Great Khan wanted to conquer the Karaqin, Tumut, Ordos and other tribes by force and unify Mongolia, and he waved his flag and shouted. As a result, he was squeezed out by other tribes in Khalkha and could no longer stay in Khalkha, so he had to move. In order to support Lin Dan Khan, he led his troops into Qinghai, conquered the Tumote branch and Oirat tribes in Qinghai, and confronted the Gelug sect.

However, after conquering the vast land of Qinghai, he changed. The seeds of ambition began to grow, and he began to have a desire to separatist power. He was submissive and submissive to Lin Dan Khan. Not long after he captured Qinghai, he called himself Quetu Khan and sent his son Arslan to march into the snowy region.

"Great Khan, there is a secret message from General Daiqing." He was immersed in poetic desolation when his confidant Qianhu Chang Bagan handed over a letter.

The letter was written by Daiqing, the head of a thousand households who accompanied his son on an expedition to Lhasa. The more Chotu Khan looked at it, the heavier his expression became.

Dai Qing reported in the letter the army's expedition to the snowy region. Arslan lived up to his expectations and was unstoppable along the way. He first defeated the Yongzhaobu tribe and captured Damxung; then he captured Zhigong and entered Lhasa; now he faced off with Zangba Khan's army on the Yangzhuo line. However, his son's actions surprised him. He actually gave up Sakya, converted to Gelug, and even sent troops to attack his old friend Zangba Khan!

The most outrageous thing is that he didn't report such a big thing to himself!
There is no better son than a father, so why did his son not report to him? But Tuhan knew clearly in his heart. This child's mother died early, and he has been resolute, strong, and sensible since he was a child. He is the most popular among so many sons, so he is appointed as the commander-in-chief of the army. It's just that this kid has a higher temperament and can do whatever he likes by himself. Not reporting to myself, on the one hand, is because I am afraid that I will disagree, and on the other hand, I also want to bear the responsibility alone if something goes wrong.

This is a risky move for my son! If it succeeds, the vast snow-covered plateau will be the pasture of my Chuoktu tribe; but if it fails, I will lose my best son!

Zhigong Temple in Lhasa is the holy land of the Kagyu sect. It has majestic palaces and pavilions, and the spiritual pagoda hall enshrines the relics of the ancestors of the past dynasties.

At this moment, the entire Zhigong territory has been occupied by Arslan's army. Lone Wolf was worried about the monks in the temple, so he sent a chief of a hundred households and more than a hundred soldiers to monitor the monks.

The red-hatted master Chokyi Wangchuk sat quietly in the hall, seemingly in trance, with his eyes closed, and two disciples bowed and stood beside him.

Suddenly, the great monk opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, "You two take my handwritten letter and go to Qinghai Liangshan Pass (in today's Gangcha County) to meet with Quetu Khan, tell him about Arslan's apostasy, and ask him to tell him about Arslan's apostasy. This villain who broke the covenant will be punished." "Yes, Master", the disciples obeyed.

"But Master, there are Khalkha troops watching outside. How can we escape?" asked a disciple.

Choji Wangqiu said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Tomorrow is the day for the Vajra Dance. The Khalkha people will definitely want to watch the fun and the guards are lax. You can take advantage of the chaos to escape. I have ordered people to stand in the woods north of the temple." There are two fast horses in it."

"Yes, Master!"

It was time to dance the Vajra Dance, and the Zhigong Temple was crowded with people. Chokyi Wangchuk led the monks in the monastery, wearing masks such as the Eight Transformations of Guru Rinpoche, and dancing with different magical instruments in their hands. This dance is said to be composed of eight steps, postures and various hand gestures used by Zuo Qiong Ka Jing when he surrendered to the Rakshasa King. It is extremely powerful and powerful.

The Khalkha soldiers who were watching from the outside were dumbfounded, and they all moved forward to watch, unknowingly relaxing their vigilance.

In the chaos, two figures climbed down from the wall and ran towards the woods to the north of the temple.

A Khalkha soldier relieving himself in the woods discovered them, "Who are they?"

"Da~da~da~" The two black figures said nothing and beat the horses at full speed.

"Da~da~da~" The Khalkha soldiers chased after them.

Yamzhuo, the Khalkha army camp, Arslan is holding a military book in hand and thinking hard about how to defeat the enemy. This lone wolf is in big trouble and has been attacking Yangzhuo for a long time. Unlike Zangba Khan, his foundation in the snowy region was shallow, and the war was prolonged, which was not good for him!

While he was anxious, the general Dai Qing walked into the big tent and said, "Huitai Ji, the hundreds of households who were monitoring Zhigong Temple came to report, but Queji Wangqiu Hutuktu secretly sent two people to Qinghai to deliver a message to the Khan, asking the Khan to You will be punished for converting to Gru. The guards captured one messenger, but another messenger escaped with the letter."

"Damn it, how did that dog slave do such a bad job?" Arslan was furious.

"I hope you will punish me for my incompetence." Dai Qing knelt down to plead guilty.

Lone Wolf glanced at Dai Qing appreciatively. Dai Qing is a person who values ​​friendship! As soon as he knelt down, he took the responsibility of his subordinates on himself. Well, he is a man, and Ben Huitaiji admires this most about him.

"That's all," Arslan softened his tone and said coldly: "Tell that dog slave to clean up the troubles in Zhigong Temple for me. If you can't handle it well, you won't be alive anymore!"

"Yes!"

It was getting dark. In Zhigong Temple, the great monk Choji Wangchuk was quietly reciting the Buddha's name. These days, he always felt distracted, and he didn't know whether his two disciples had sent the letter.

Suddenly, his eyebrows raised. The palace door opened, and the Khalkha Baihu who were watching him broke in with a few soldiers.

Seeing their ferocious looks, the great monk sighed, "Amitabha! Is the donor here to take the old monk's life?"

"Master is a sensible person. He knows that if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price." Baihu sneered, "Do you have anything else to explain?"

Queji Wangqiu clasped his hands together and said, "I did this all by myself, don't hurt others!"

"Don't worry, we will have a safe journey." Baihu winked, and two forceful sergeants took off the bowstring and strangled the monk to death in the hall.

Once he died, there was no turning back for Arslan. It doesn't matter, since taking this step, Lone Wolf has no intention of looking back.

(End of this chapter)