Chapter 48 Attendance
"I see." Liu Cheng suddenly laughed: "Then if I go, he doesn't think I'm the kind of person worthy of an alliance with him, how will he deal with me?" β
"Cut off your head!" Chesang's answer was simple and clear, but Du Guoying on the side breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that Lama Chesang would say that the danger of going to Gushi Khan's camp was a little better to lure Liu Cheng to go, but he didn't expect that the other party would frankly admit the great danger of Liu Cheng's trip, and his opinion of Lama Chesang suddenly changed a lot.
When Liu Cheng heard this, he laughed and asked, "Cut off my head?" Is it to avenge the loss of the rabbit Khan? β
"It's not!" Chesang shook his head: "Gushi Khan's help to Bu Lost Rabbit return to Hetao is just to use his appeal to the Tumut Department to deal with Lin Dan Khan, once Bu Lost Rabbit dies, this alliance naturally no longer exists, how can he kill such a Ming general for this dead man?" β
"Then why did he kill me?"
"It's just beyond my power to punish adults!" Chesan smiled: "This person has always believed that lions can only ally with lions, and wolves can only ally with wolves, and if wolves don't do their best to hook up with lions, they deserve to be torn to pieces by lions!" β
"Hehehe!" Liu Cheng suddenly laughed: "This Gu Shi Khan is an interesting guy, how can such an interesting guy let it go?" Master Chesan, you immediately write back to Gushi Khan for me and tell him that I will go to his camp the day after tomorrow!" β
"Your Excellency!" Du Guoying jumped up from the chair, he never expected that Liu Cheng would suddenly choose to go, and at this moment a thought flashed in his mind: "Could it be that this monk used some spell on the adult?" Otherwise, how could the adults go to die? β
"General Du!" Liu Cheng looked directly into Du Guoying's eyes, and his voice was low and powerful: "Do you think I won't be able to come back this time?" β
"The last general will not dare!" Du Guoying didn't dare to look at Liu Cheng, lowered his head and said: "That Gushi Khan is just a Tartar chieftain, why do you botherβ"
"Du Guoying!" This time, Liu Cheng called his subordinates by name: "Do you think that people like me will die at the hands of that Gushi Khan?" β
Hearing Liu Cheng's confident voice, Du Guoying's mind flashed the picture of the first time he met him, and he and his uncle were defeated by a group of farmers. In the end, he had to abandon his armor and surrender. After that, they won incredible victories again and again against thieves, squires, hostile officials and Mongols under the leadership of this man, and the victory never left the man in front of him, whether on the battlefield or in the political arena. And this time? Du Guoying instinctively replied: "No, how could an adult die in the hands of that guy." β
"Well, it's good that you think so!" Liu Cheng patted Du Guoying on the shoulder: "God let a man like me come to this world." It is bound to do a great career, even if it is to die, it must be done after a career is done! After that, Liu Cheng laughed and walked out of the study.
There was silence in the study, and laughter could be faintly heard coming from the verandah. Du Guoying walked up to Chesang and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you think what he said is right?" β
"General Du!" Chesang said with a smile: "There are some people in this world who are different from ordinary people, their skills are brought from their mother's womb, they will be able to learn if they don't learn, and they will be good if they don't practice." Buddhists call it Su Hui, and Lord Liu is such a person. It is the good fortune of the practice of the previous life that you and I met the adults, and I don't need to think much about the good fortune, just follow it with all my heart! β
"Su Hui? Good fortune? The look on Du Guoying's face gradually became firm, and he bowed to Chesang and said, "Thank you Master for the reminder!" β
After receiving the reply that Liu Cheng was willing to come, no matter how surprised Gushi Khan's heart was, he still replied to the messenger of the Ming army with a courtesy commensurate with his status. He was looking forward to meeting with Mr. Liu, and was willing to discuss everything that could be discussed with him during the meeting.
Early in the morning on the day of the meeting. Two hundred nobles of the Heshute tribe on white horses lined up in two rows on the east side of the pontoon bridge to welcome them. Everyone wore ornate fur coats instead of armor, and had no weapons other than sabers at their waists. Everyone remained silent, and only the occasional neighing of an impatient mount broke the peace.
"How many people do you think that Mr. Liu will bring?" Ozil was a little impatient, he was a young nobleman at the end of the honor guard, and from his well-defined countenance he had a heavy Caucasian ancestry. This was common among the Horts, who whispered to their companions, "Fifty, a hundred, or more?" β
"Who knows?" The companion shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe he won't come in person, I don't think that person has such courage." You must know that he just killed the Bu Lost Rabbit Khan of the Tumut Department, and this person was personally sent back by our Great Khan! β
"Okay, let's make a bet, ten horses, five males and five females!" Ozil said with a smile: "I bet on him that he will bring no more than fifty horsemen, and if you exceed fifty horsemen, you will win!" β
"Okay, I'm betting!"
"Here comes the people, be quiet!" A majestic voice interrupted the conversation, and the nobles straightened up on their horses, trying to put on a majestic look. Ozil tilted his head and looked out of the corner of his eye at the opposite shore. Flags gradually emerged from behind the mound, accompanied by puffs of dust. From there, make your way and board the pontoon bridge by the river. He began to carefully count the number of people he saw, which could make the difference between winning and losing the game, and after only a dozen seconds, he heard the frustrated sigh of his companion in his ears, and the cavalry on the pontoon bridge would not exceed ten people, and he had won.
"Let's pay the bet when we get back!" Ozil: "Come and drink in my tent at night!" β
The companion sighed in frustration: "I know, this Ming State general soldier is really a fool, he actually brought such a few people here, causing me to lose ten horses!" β
"I think he's bold!" Ozil smiled: "Anyway, it doesn't matter if he brings a hundred, or two hundred, it's the same if the Great Khan wants to kill him, it's better to bring fewer people!" β
"If you win, say good things about him!" The companion shook his head in frustration: "I thought I could make a fortune this time, but I didn't expect to get anything, and I lost ten horses to you." β
"Silence!" A second warning interrupted the conversation. At this time, the cavalry of the Ming Kingdom had crossed the pontoon bridge and came to the nobles of the Heshuo Special Department who were welcomed by the mezzanine, and Ozil curiously turned his eyes to the leader of the person, only to see that he was riding a gray-black war horse, tall, but as a military general. His figure was a little thinner. Dressed in a round-necked red official robe and covered with a woolen cloak, he had no weapons other than a long sword hanging from his waist. Beneath the black short-legged head was a surprisingly young face, no more than thirty at most, two slender eyebrows under a broad and tall forehead, and small but very insightful eyes. The nose tip is thick under the raised bridge of the nose, and a short whisker is left under the chin.
"It's not like a military general, it's like a civilian official!" Ozil said to himself in his heart.
At this time, Liu Cheng had already exchanged a few words with the leader of the Heshute nobles who greeted him, and then walked towards the destination surrounded by them. Ozir carefully observed his companions, the Cesan Lama in a red robe and a yellow crown, a pretty Mongolian girl, and the rest were six personal soldiers, obviously these guards were not so much protection as honor guards to reflect Liu Cheng's identity.
"Don't say anything else. This Mr. Liu's courage is gone! Ozil muttered to himself.
Liu Cheng rode on horseback, about half a mile ahead was the camp of the Heshute Department, he easily found the one that belonged to Gushi Khan, the sun shone on the top of the sweat tent, according to the custom, the Heshute people decorated the tent of the Great Khan with a mixture of gold yarn and cloth, emitting golden light in the sun. "Maybe that's where the legendary 'Golden Horde' came from!" Liu Cheng thought secretly, he looked at the Heshute nobles on both sides. All of them were lightly furbed, and the saddles were empty on both sides. There should have been a strong recurve bow and a feathered arrow full of feathered arrows, did they come to lead themselves into a trap or to show the kindness of Gushi Khan? Liu Cheng had no answer in his heart.
When Liu Cheng came to the tent, he saw a majestic middle-aged man standing at the door of the tent, and it was impossible to distinguish him from other nobles from his clothes, but the strength in his eyes and the avoidance of others intentionally or unintentionally showed that he could not be someone else.
"Great Teacher!" Liu Cheng jumped off his horse because of his success in mediating the war between the Eruts and the Khalkhas in 1606 AD. He was given the title of "Great Teacher" by the famous Qinghai Taer Monastery at that time, the living Buddha East Korhu Tuketu and the head of the Khalkha Department, and he was also called the National Teacher Khan, Gushi Khan was just a mistake in the transliteration of the Ming people at that time.
"Mr. Liu!" Gushi Khan's voice was not much warmer than the north wind that blew the flag.
"But I haven't called out dozens of axemen to chop myself into meat sauce." Liu Cheng laughed at himself in his heart, and he squeezed a smile on his face: "It's a little cold outside, why don't we go into the tent and drink a glass of hot wine?" β
"If it's a friend, you should go into the account together. But what if it's the enemy? Gu Shi Khan did not give an inch, and stood in front of the tent.
"Could the son-in-law of Batur Khan be an enemy of the Heshutes?" A crisp voice broke the deadlock, Gu Shihan's eyes turned, and it was a pretty girl who spoke, standing beside Liu Cheng with an intimate expression, and he asked with some doubts: "Minmin?" β
"Yes, it's me!" A smile appeared on Min Min's face, she grabbed Liu Cheng's arm, stepped forward and said to Gu Shi Khan, "Uncle Tulu Baihu, this is my future husband Liu Cheng." β
Minmin's sudden attack made Gu Shi Khan a little stunned, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. At this time, Min Min smiled and said: "Why, you won't let me enter the tent, my father Khan will not agree to freeze!" β
"Please come in, please come in!" Gushi Khan hurriedly got out of the way, he and Batur Khan were incompatible, not only had the same temperament, but also had common enemies: the Russians, the Tsangba Khan, the Kazakhs, the Khalkha Chotu Khan, and the Kham Baili Tustundan Dorjee, and the two sides expanded in different directions, so it was natural that such a good ally could not be found with a lantern. Even if it is for the sake of an old friend's face, he can't tear his face with Liu Cheng.
Everyone sat down in the tent, and the maid brought milk tea, but the atmosphere was a little awkward. Gu Shihan watched Liu Cheng and Min Min sitting there calmly drinking milk tea, and his chest became more and more angry, but he couldn't say it directly, so he had to take Qiesang on the side to vent his anger.
"Master Chesang, you were going to lead us in a crusade against the apostate Lin Dan Khan, but why did Bu Lost Rabbit kill Lin Dan Khan, but you tricked him into going to the Han people and killing him?"
"Great Khan!" Chesang smiled: "Let me ask you, was he killed because he killed Lin Dan Khan?" β
"Isn't it?" Gu Shi Khan sneered: "I heard the spy say that Bu Lost Rabbit was killed by Lin Dan Khan's widow, you don't have to say that it has nothing to do with this." β
"Great Khan, it is true that Bu Lost Rabbit died at the hands of Lin Dan Khan's widow, but Great Khan, you, General Erji, me and even General Liu himself are inseparable from Lin Dan Khan's death, why are we not dead, but Bu Lost Rabbit is dead?"
Gu Shihan snorted coldly and didn't speak, but the expression on his face clearly said that you killed Bu Lost Rabbit, and you can't kill me and Erji, as for you and Liu Cheng are conspiring murderers, naturally you can't die.
"Great Teacher!" Liu Cheng opened his mouth and ended the conversation: "This matter is done by me from beginning to end, if you are patient, you might as well listen to the cause and effect of the next general to see if I am justified in killing the rabbit." β
Gu Shi Khan glanced at Liu Cheng angrily, and made a gesture of "whatever you want", Liu Cheng didn't think it was angry, smiled and said: "The great teacher, under is the chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, and he eats the imperial court, so he naturally thinks that there is nothing to do in the frontier, the people are happy, Lin Dan Khan invades my territory for no reason, I am not wronged to kill him, right?" β
"Not wronged!"
"You have come from the coalition to break Lin Dan Khan, and you are naturally grateful. But before you arrived, Lin Dan Khan had been broken by my Ming Dynasty, and eight or nine out of ten of the baggage subordinates were owned by my Ming Dynasty, and only tithes escaped with him. Whether it is according to the rules of the grassland or my Ming Dynasty, its subordinates should be owned by my Ming Dynasty, and its pasture land should also be owned by my Ming Dynasty, my words are good, right? β
"This?" Gushi Khan was dumbfounded, as Liu Cheng said, if it is said that the elimination of Lin Dan Khan is a 100-point task, the Ming Dynasty has completed at least 90 percent of it, and the three coalition forces of Gushi Khan, Bu Lost Rabbit Khan, and Erji have completed less than 10 percent. If the strength of the three coalition forces is absolutely superior, they can still overwhelm others with momentum, but the partial strength is not dominant, it is difficult to say. He thought for a while and replied: "Lin Dan Khan was indeed broken by your Ming Kingdom, and his subordinates naturally belonged to the Ming Kingdom, but his pasture land was originally owned by the Tumut Ministry, and its name was also called Tumut River, which should be returned to Bu Lost Rabbit Khan." (To be continued.) )