Chapter 276: The King's Tent Conspiracy (I)
The sun always rises very early on the grassland, and the people of the Kazakun tribe have been up very early. The hard-working women made a fragrant breakfast for their husbands and children who had returned from the war, and there were also men who had been in charge of the tribe's security vigil last night, but when everyone saw the largest tent in the tribe, everyone's eyes were full of respect.
Tarim Sangkun also got up very early today, although he hadn't touched a woman for a long time when he was fighting with the Qin people, he pampered his little beauty last night. After a night of romance, the great leader of the Kazakun tribe was still in good spirits.
He wore a felt hat made of fox fur on his head, and a long tassel at the top of the hat, draped behind his back along with his long black hair. He was wearing a long gown made of fine cloth from the Central Plains, and on his feet were a pair of leather boots sewn from the finest sheepskin. Sangkun stood at the door of his tent, looking at his tribe with a smile on his face, Immortal Heaven blessed, Kazakun's banner would never fall on the grassland.
Summoning his loyal subordinates to lead his mount, Sang Kun turned on his horse and slowly walked towards the exit of the tribe with his personal guard.
At the gate of the Kazakun tribe was an elite cavalry team, which was a cavalry carefully trained by Kazakun, and it was also a sharp scimitar in his hand. This time to the Great Khan's royal tent, the good luck is uncertain, of course Kazakun will not just take a few people with him, since he wants to go, he will take his most elite men and horses.
The tribes of the steppe wanted to meet the Great Khan, and it was stipulated that the number of leaders of each tribe or the party that offered gifts to the Great Khan should not exceed 500, otherwise they would be punished as a tribal crime and become a public enemy of the steppe.
Last night, Tunaji had quietly sent someone to tell him that he had clearly captured the princess, but there were people from the Abbasi tribe roaming around the area where Tunaji was hiding, so Tunaji did not dare to return to the Kazakun tribe with Princess Yinting. Although he didn't see the princess Yinting in her prime, Sang Kun knew that Tu Naji would definitely not lie to him, not to mention that there was his son there, Sang Kun was very relieved, and he was more confident about going to the king's tent this time.
The distance from the Kazakun tribe to the king's tent took five or six hours, so although Sangkun had set off early, by the time they arrived at the king's tent, it was almost dark again.
Sang Kun rushed to the king's tent, the other four tribes of people and horses have been stationed there, also two thousand people, each of the big leaders who came here brought five hundred people, it seems that everyone is very abided by the rules of the king's tent, one more person is not more, one less person is not less.
Sang Kun took his five hundred warriors to the door of the king's tent, and the Hun warriors who were guarding the door saluted him, and then the warriors guarding the door said to Sang Kun: "The great leader of Sangkun, please leave the warriors under your command outside, and the big leader is only allowed to enter with two people." ”
Sang Kun knew that this was the rule of the king's tent, the Great Khan was elected by all the tribes on the steppe, and he was respected and supported by all the people on the steppe, so even though the previous Great Khan had died, Sang Kun still had to abide by the rules of the king's tent. Otherwise, he will be spurned by everyone on the steppe, and even regard him as an enemy.
"Wolitai, you have people stationed outside, waiting for my news. Kazakkun left two men and said to the captain of the five hundred.
Sang Kun entered the king's tent with two of his men. The royal tent was not large, and its size was only a medium tribe on the steppe, far less than the tribe of Kazakun in Sangkun. The herdsmen who lived here were some of the former herdsmen of the steppe, who lived on itinerant grazing and later settled in the king's tent. Then there were the captives and slaves sent by several tribes, who were the lowliest of the people in the area, who were responsible for the food and feeding of the sycophants in the king's tent, and these people were also the most numerous in the king's tent.
Sang Kun walked in the royal tent, and many people here were familiar with him, after all, Sang Kun had often come to the royal tent before, bringing the following things he had captured on the battlefield for the herdsmen here. Many people living here smiled and nodded to him when they saw Sang Kun coming, and Sang Kun also nodded and thanked everyone who saluted him.
In the middle of the tribe, the Great Khan's royal tent was the largest tent made of golden fur and cloth, in front of which a bonfire had been set up, and many people were busy there. Number Seven
Sang Kun walked towards the king's tent step by step, but before he could enter the king's tent, someone came out from the side and walked to his side and grabbed him.
Sang Kun looked carefully at the person who held him, and it turned out to be a herdsman who had a good relationship with him in the royal tent, called Huerdun. Hurdun was a good man in the king's tent, and knew almost everyone in the tribe where the king's tent was located, and he was also one of the few people who were most familiar with the situation of the king's tent. Before, there were Abbasi tribes and Arosa tribesmen who teamed up to bully Huerdun, and it was Sang Kun who came forward to relieve him, and since then Huldun has regarded Sang Kun as his brother.
"Brother Sangkun, why did you bring such two people here, do you know that you are in danger now?" Hurdun pulled Sangkun into his tent and said to him with a nervous expression.
Sang Kun patted Huerdun's hand holding his arm, and said with a smile: "Brother Huerdun, this is the king's tent, and no one is allowed to do it here, this is the rule of the king's tent, have you forgotten." Otherwise, do you really think that I will come with two people and send them to death?"
Hurdun was still nervous, and he continued: "Oh, brother, this time is different. In the past, when the Great Khan was there, of course they didn't dare, but now that the Great Khan is gone, the only heir, Princess Yinting, is not in the king's tent now. So now, although the king's tent is managed by the Great Khan's guards, the guards can't stop the people of the four major tribes. ”
Huerdun's words made Sang Kun can't help but face it squarely, and he asked Huerdun: "What does the eldest brother mean by this? Could it be that something happened to the king's account?"
Hurdun nodded, and he said: "The guards of the king's tent have suddenly changed a lot of people in the past few days, and the people who originally belonged to the Kazakun tribe have been secretly detained, in order to prevent them from reporting to you. I got the news two days ago, saying that the people of the Abbasi tribe already knew the news that you have Princess Yinting in your hands, and they were afraid that you would sit in the position of the Great Khan after you got the princess, so the four tribes decided to unite and strike first, as long as you admit that you have the news of the princess, they will kill you, and then they will also kill Princess Yinting, so that the Great Khan and the heirs of the Great Khan are gone, and they can re-establish a Great Khan according to the rules of the steppe. ”
Huldun was right, when the five tribes decided to elect a Great Khan, they made such a rule, if the Great Khan did not have his own heir before his death, then as long as more than three of the five tribes agreed, then a candidate for the Great Khan could be re-elected.
"Not true. Sang Kun said after listening to Huerdun's words. "The rules also say that it is possible to re-establish a new Great Khan, but the new Great Khan cannot be elected from among the five major tribes, and if the Great Khan they re-establish does not belong to their forces, then isn't it still useless?"
"And what if they've already found someone willing to listen to them?" asked Hurdun.
"That ......"
Seeing that his brother had nothing to say, Huerdun sighed, and he continued: "The reason why I am waiting for you outside is to tell you about this. The two tribes of Abbasi and Arosa are in-laws, and the combined strength of their two tribes is greater than the strength of your three tribes, so this matter has always been instructed by Abbasikun. He also knew about the fact that you might have Princess Yinting in your hands, and then he secretly contacted the other two tribal leaders and plotted to kill you. ”
After listening to what Huerdun said, Sang Kun understood everything. Everything they did was in the eyes of the old boy in Kundu, and they had already discussed to exclude themselves.
"Then big brother, what should I do now?" asked Sang Kun eagerly.