Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 14 The Dapeng summons the swans

"Second brother has a good ear! I hunted a tiger today, and I will dedicate the tiger skin to you later." Tulu Baihu smiled and entered the tent.

"Fourth brother, since your third brother and I went to Kukwusu out of anger, only four of us and Shuote's five tigers are left! Alas! I don't know what Durbert's Daletesh gave him. The good thing is that we have to get involved with the Dulbert people." Baibagasi Khan sighed quietly. Although Daletesh always kept a low profile, the growing power of Dulbert's tribe still aroused the fear of the alliance leader.

"Second brother, but there's bad news again?" Turubaihu frowned and asked bluntly.

"Alas! I just received a military report that the cavalry of the Tuohite tribe has crossed the Altai Mountains and appeared on the east bank of Zhaisang Lake. They massacred many Junggar tribesmen in Khovd and Altay. Halahula of Junggar Huitaiji has already asked me for help. He is a good man and will not ask for help easily unless it is absolutely necessary. It seems that this mad dog Shuolei Ubash wants to kill us, Oirat!"

Baibagasi Khan let out a long sigh, "Last year, the army of Kazakh Eshimu Khan in the west just attacked us, and our strength has not yet recovered. This year, the Khalkha Mongols came again. Has the Immortal Heaven abandoned the Oirat Mongols?"

There is a reason why Bagas Khan called Harahu Lahutaiji of Junggar a "hero". After inheriting his father's status as tribal leader and alliance leader, he continued to lead the Oirat tribes to fight against the Khalkhas. From the initial retreat, he gradually established a foothold in the Tianshan Mountains, winning and losing. That year, he led various coalition forces to fight bloody battles with the enemy. When the fighting was at its most intense, a young general emerged from the Junggar tribe. He was riding a horse and holding a gun, and led his troops to bravely charge towards the Khalkha army. There were more and more enemies, and all the young general's men were killed in the battle, but he refused to retreat, killing dozens of enemies with his hands, and his shirt was stained red with blood. Although he was only spared in the end, he won the respect of the entire Oirat and the friendship of the leader of the alliance, Bai Bagas. This "lonely hero" is Harahu Lahutaiji of the Junggar tribe.

This is a contradictory person, with equally clear advantages and disadvantages. Although he fights bravely and is not afraid of death, he acts arrogantly and unreasonably, and often bullies the weak. Under his leadership, the Junggar tribe gradually became stronger, and its power was catching up with the Heshuote tribe and the Dulbert tribe. This unscrupulous personality made Harahula make countless enemies. Once, the noyans in Oirat wanted to arrest and kill this guy who was causing unrest in the country. Fortunately, the kind-hearted Dulbert, the great leader of Jidaletesh, said, "You are a big liar to the camel pack. Can a 2-year-old camel carry it on its back?" That means: Although Hara Hula is arrogant and unreasonable, he is a powerful and powerful deceiving camel. Killing him will cause pain to relatives and pleasure to enemies, and the gain outweighs the loss. He just escaped.

Now, this arrogant and unreasonable man has also asked for help. It seems that the situation is indeed not optimistic!
Turubaihu's brows furrowed into a small frown, and he said slowly: "Second brother, why don't you use the strategy of making friends from far away and attacking at close range? Since Eshmu Khan of Kazakhstan is far away from us, we might as well send envoys to make friends with him and concentrate our forces to attack Shuoli. Ubash the mad dog”.

Baibagasi Khan nodded heavily, "Even if we can temporarily reconcile with the Kazakhs, I heard that this time Shuolei Ubashi raised the entire clan's troops, and united with the Ulianghai tribe to obtain Zasaktu Khan. , Tushetu Khan, and Chechen Khan, the total strength reaches 80,000. This battle is still difficult to fight!"

Turubaihu suddenly smiled, "Second brother, why have you forgotten? You are the leader of the Oirat alliance. All the tribes in Oirat have gathered together, with more than 80,000 soldiers and horses? Why not send an order to all the tribes to convene a Chulgan meeting in Urumqi? Alliance and jointly send troops to attack the Khalkha people?"

"Churgan Conference? Yes, the fourth brother is right. I will write a letter to the Taiji of each ministry and ask them to come to Urumqi to hold a Chulkan Conference. If all the ministries jointly send troops, they will definitely be able to drive away the damn Khalkhas! " Baibagasi Khan waved his arms excitedly, showing his domineering aura.

When the envoy of worshiping Bagas Khan came to the Yuledus grassland, Nomudaleda Daiji of the Huite tribe was leisurely in the Yingsachuan Dazhai, teasing his eldest son Su with his good wife Su Bude. Letan plays. They say they are playing, but they are actually teaching their son how to ride and shoot.

Sultan is already five years old. Mongolians are a people on horseback. At this age, they can have a small bow as a toy, or they can be supported on a small pony.

Anger sinking in his pubic area, the little guy suppressed his blush, pulled the string of the small bow full, and hit the target with a "whoosh" sound.

"Well, he is indeed my son!" Nomudale laughed happily.

Suler confessed to his father and thought to himself: I am also a time traveler after all, so what’s the big deal about learning archery?
"I want it~ I want it~" The three-year-old son Sumur was full of interest in his brother's toy bow. "You are too young. When you are older, Eqi Ge will also give you a small bow." Nomudalei hugged little Sumur and kissed him hard on his pink face.

"Dataiji, Baibagas Khan has sent an envoy to invite you to Urumqi to participate in the Chulgan Conference." Batu and Tan rushed in with hurried expressions.

Nomudale was stunned, "Churgan Alliance? Do you know what it is for?"

"I heard that the Khalkha bandits were attacking, so the alliance chief convened a meeting of the Taiji tribes in Oirat to discuss jointly sending troops to fight against the Khalkha people."

"Oh, you go to receive the messenger first and tell him that I will be here soon."

Little Sultan's forehead suddenly buzzed. He came back in time because he read the history book "The History of Four Guards Rat", and he remembered the contents of the book very clearly. In my memory, this attack by the Khalkhas caused huge losses to the Oirat Mongols. In the years before the war, the Oirat people were constantly defeated, and it was not until the death of that bastard Ubas that they drove the Khalkha people away.

Well, you can't participate in the war. If you participate in the war, you will suffer big losses!
"Don't go! Erqige, don't go!" Suletan said in a sweet voice, holding his father's sleeve.

"Oh, my son won't let me go? Tell me, why?" Nomudale teased him with a smile.

"It's dangerous, don't go," Suletan insisted.

"My Sultan has grown up and knows how to care about Erqige." Nomudalei smiled happily, "But it is impossible not to go. This is the order of the Great Khan."

"Let uncle go," the little guy spit out the fatal note innocently.

"Yes, you can let your two ambitious brothers Noyan Ubas and Buyan Burhan go. If they are defeated, they can be punished for their incompetence in fighting; if they are defeated, they can also use the power of the Khalkha people to Hands, weaken their strength!"

It was a good plan. Nomudale looked at his five-year-old son in shock. At such a young age, he can resort to the vicious trick of "killing someone with a borrowed knife". Could this kid really be a "sage"? That's not right, the "sage" thing was obviously done by himself by paying off the great monk. Where did the "sage" come from?
Although he was shocked, no father would not want his son to be smart. Soon, Nomudalei became very proud of his smart son.

He received the envoy politely and expressed his determination to join the alliance; he also wrote a letter to Daletesh to report the situation. After all, the Huite people were still nominally vassals of the Dulbert people.

(End of this chapter)