Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Dokdor Mountain is a sacred mountain in the hearts of the people of the Nenkorchin Durbert tribe. Warriors wearing armor and holding swords and guns can be seen everywhere. Seleng ordered his subordinates to strengthen their vigilance, especially at Suburige Peak where he was stationed, there was a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps, as if facing a powerful enemy.

"Eqige, my third uncle has reached the foot of the mountain and is heading towards Suburige," Norbu reported to his father in Prince Henjirige's tent.

"My third brother came so quickly? I thought he might not come, and even if he came, he would be the last to arrive. I didn't expect him to arrive before the others," Seleng was very surprised. Indeed, among the taijis of the Otog of the Durbet tribe, except for the second brother Duerben who had always been loyal to him and learned the news in advance and brought his troops, the third brother Taben was the second to arrive, as if he didn't know that he was hosting a Hongmen Banquet this time. After all, he was the head of a tribe who had seen a lot of storms, so he quickly reacted and murmured, "How many troops did he bring?"

"Uncle San only brought a hundred cavalrymen," Norbu's words made the prince feel even more ashamed. Because his father was partial to his third brother, he gave the capital of the Durbet tribe, Henjirig City, to his third brother. Over the years, he had been worried that his third brother would plot against the horse whip, and he was on guard against him like a thief. But he didn't expect that he didn't guard against him and only brought a hundred people up the mountain. He was handing over his entire life and property to his eldest brother! A sheep in the tiger's mouth, it would be easy to capture him at this time.

"Eqige, the Khorchin Prince's army has been secretly lurking outside the Dokdor Mountain, and our people have also set up an ambush in Suburigebu. What should we do now?" Norbu asked.

"Please ask your uncle to go up the mountain and announce the news of surrendering to David after the other taijis arrive. If your uncle is willing to follow me to surrender to Wei, then fine. If not, I will not care about the relationship between brothers! Third brother, third brother, I hope you understand the righteousness and don't do stupid things!" Seleng sighed repeatedly and suddenly waved his big hand, "Come on, follow me to the outside of the camp to welcome your uncle!"

All the taijis of the Nenkorchin Durbert tribe gathered today. There is no wall that is impenetrable. Everyone more or less guessed that this meeting was unusual, so they all brought soldiers, some with more than a thousand, some with hundreds. In comparison, the one hundred cavalry brought by Taben were pitifully small.

"Ahem~" Seeing that everyone was gathered, Seleng coughed lightly and began to show his cards. "I invited you here today because I have an important announcement. I have defected to the Kingdom of David and made military achievements for the Kingdom of David in the Battle of Khorchin, and was awarded the title of Henjirige County Prince. The Great Khan Lianhua ordered me and Khorchin County Prince Dushihuoer to lead troops to pacify the Zhalai and Gorlos tribes. I want you to lead your own tribes to join the expedition. What do you think?"

"Brother, you are the head of the tribe, we will all listen to you," Duerben Taiji was the first to speak in support.

"The Oirats are Mongolians just like us. Over the years, we, the Right Wing of Nenkorchin, have had enough of the bullying from the Qing Dynasty and the Left Wing. Eqige wants us to abandon the Qing Dynasty and return to Oirats. My son will fully support us," Norbu also expressed his opinion loudly.

The other taijis who were kept in the dark looked at each other, and Kuna looked at Taben. He was the one in the tribe who had the strength to challenge Seleng, and everyone wanted to know what he thought about this matter.

"Brother, what my second brother said just now is very good. You are the leader of the Durbet tribe, and we Durbet people should naturally follow your orders. I am willing to join the Wei and send troops to follow you to conquer the Zhalai and Gorlos tribes." Taben expressed his support without hesitation. After his statement, the rest of the Taijis all expressed their agreement. They thought that there would be a contest in the meeting, but surprisingly, they reached a consensus quickly without suspense.

"Third brother, do you really want to follow me and abandon Qing and join Wei?" Seleng stared at Taben seriously.

"What are you talking about, brother? Brothers fight together when fighting tigers, and fathers and sons fight together in battle. You are my brother, how can I not obey your orders?" Taben smiled and said, "I have another gift for you. If you present this gift to Lianhua Khan, you will definitely gain the Khan's trust." "Oh? What gift?" Seleng became interested.

"When you were not in the tribe, Li Ge, deputy chief of the Qing Dynasty's Armament Bureau, came to me secretly and advised me to lead the army to attack Dokdor Mountain. After the success, he would report to the Qing court and recommend me as the head of the Dzungar tribe. Not only that, he also brought two trained Manchu female assassins and ten male assassins, and asked me to pretend these people to be noble ladies and slaves of the Dzungar tribe and send them to the pseudo-Khan. Seeing that this matter was of great importance, I pretended to agree and placed them under house arrest in the inn in Henjirige City. If this group of people were tied up and handed over to the Khan, wouldn't it be a great achievement?" Taben explained calmly.

"Oh, third brother, I didn't expect you to do such a big thing behind my back. You really deserve to be my right-hand man. It's ridiculous that the Qing Dynasty always thought that we brothers were not in harmony, but they didn't know that no matter how much conflict there is between brothers, it is only limited to internal affairs. There is no traitor in our Durbet tribe. Hahaha~" Seleng laughed loudly, and suddenly looked at the taijis with a serious expression: "There is one thing I want to make clear to everyone. This time I surrendered to the Wei Dynasty, the Mongolian Khan did not abandon me and granted me the title of Prince of Henjirige. But that is just a title. Henjirige City is the territory given to my third brother by Eqige. I swear here that I will never plot against Henjirige City in my lifetime. If I break this oath, I will die by sword and arrow!"

"Brother, your words are too polite. We are brothers united, why do we need to swear?" Taben was moved by the oath and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

A strong sense of brotherhood permeated the sky of Subuge. After discussing the number of troops to be sent by each Otog and the amount of food and supplies, everyone returned to their own territories, gathered their troops, and mobilized food and supplies.

Brothers are united, and their strength is invincible. Seleng's five younger brothers brought 8,000 troops, especially the third brother Taben, who sent out 4,000 troops to help in the battle, which was equivalent to mobilizing all the elite troops in Henjirig City. This moved Seleng even more, and he hugged his brothers tightly and cried bitterly. In order to give his side a greater advantage, he ordered his son Norbu to lead the 2,000 troops left behind in Dokdor Mountain to help in the battle. This brought the number of the expeditionary army to 17,000, including 4,000 Khorchin warriors and 13,000 Durbert warriors.

With numbers comes strength, and naturally courage. Dushihuoer and Seleng immediately led their troops to Chuoer City (Yinder Town) on the southeast foothills of the Greater Khingan Range and the west bank of the Nen River, which was the headquarters of the Zhalantun Banner.

"My two princes, the Zhalai and Gorlos tribes belong to the same right wing of the Nenkorchin as we do. I request to go to the two tribes to persuade them to surrender so as to avoid fighting each other." Before the war even started, the newly-appointed Duke David Zhongguo, Alashan, made the request.

"Well, I have the same idea, but it's too dangerous. The Duke should stay in the camp and send others." Dushhuoer agreed readily, but was unwilling to let Alashan take risks. After all, if a Duke was lost before the battle, I'm afraid the Great Khan Lianhua would blame him.

"My ancestors were the leaders of the right wing of Nenkorchin. There is no one more suitable than me to persuade them to surrender." However, Alashan refused and insisted on going. He was the grandson of Nenkorchin Minister Badali and the eldest son of Hoshuo Tushetu Prince Bayashulang. If he had not been close to Lawangdorji, the son of the anti-Qing Grand Taiji Garzhusaiteer, and had not been suspected by the Qing court, he should have inherited the title of Hoshuo Tushetu Prince. As a direct descendant of the eldest son of the right wing of Nenkorchin, he was indeed the best candidate to persuade the two right wing tribes, Zhalai and Gorlos, to surrender.

"In that case, you must be careful." Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Dushihuoer could only give him a few words of advice and let him go. (End of this chapter)