Yin Hu Tuketu did not blow himself up, but accepted his fate.

He studied Chinese hard, but he kept pretending not to understand, that is, he lurked to understand his opponent.

The result is bitter.

Yang Chengying is too calm and too patient.

He knew that the Yellow Sect had become a success, so he was very patient to dismantle the Yellow Sect.

Since the spread of Buddhism to the West, there have been several schools of thought, but can't Huangjiao split a few schools?

In addition to dismantling the Yellow Sect, it is to constantly attack the political allies of the Yellow Sect, so that they cannot enter Tibet to eliminate the Zangba Khan.

No one has eliminated Zangba Khan, which means that the Yellow Sect has been suppressed in the snowy plateau.

When Yang Chengying has the ability to enter Tibet, the two living Buddhas of the Yellow Sect can only stay in Tibet, and there is no way out.

Cooperating with Yang Chengying has become Yin Wehutuketu's only choice.

"Living Buddha, we are all smart people, why don't we make a deal."

Yang Chengying said, "If you can convince the three major Mongolian tribes of Oirat not to help the Heshute tribe, I will agree that there can be two living Buddhas in Wensa Monastery."

"This is a trick to divide the Yellow Sect!" Yin we Hu Tuketu debunked.

"That's right. But for you and Wensa Monastery, it's the only chance to turn around."

"What do you mean by that?"

"*** is the leader of the Tibetan Yellow Sect. Didn't you just want to rely on your exploits in rescuing the Yellow Sect to win a place for Wensa Temple."

"You even know that?!"

"Not only that, but I'm also wondering 'Why did the fourth *** die so early?'"

"Maybe it's from the heavens!"

"Really? Maybe Tibet doesn't want a living Buddha from Mongolia."

"Your Highness......

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else." Yang Chengying said in a deep voice, "In short, this is a very meaningful deal."

"The old monk doesn't see the point." Yin Wehu Tuketu is still hard-mouthed.

"I know that you have made a deal with the Heshuo Special Ministry, and after you pass away, you will be reincarnated in the body of a certain Taiji of the Heshuo Special Ministry, and inherit your Dharma name Yin Wehu Tuketu."

"This ......"

"If I defeat the Heshute Division, do you think this agreement still counts?"

"Your Highness, the old monk is willing to agree to your conditions, but the old monk also has one condition."

"Tell me about it."

"Please grant the Great Living Buddha of Wensa Temple, which is equivalent to the same high status as ***."

"No problem."

Yang Chengying smiled.

Yin Hu Tuketu smiled against his will.

Since it can't be stopped, it is natural to seek the greatest benefit for Wensa Temple.

The white-haired wind gradually stopped.

Speaking of white hairy wind, it is necessary to mention the relationship between it and the degree of snow cover on the ground and the length of snow cover.

Generally speaking, the ground is shallow with snow cover, and the snow accumulation time is short, and the surface snow is loose, which is more likely to form white hairy winds.

Therefore, after the white hairy wind stopped, the team counted the supplies and counted the losses.

As a result, the losses were found to be minimal.

The army then marched north and continued its march north.

At the same time, Ezhelun took several companions and some gifts and traveled south to meet with Yang Chengying.

Starting from Kulen, as soon as he arrived in Bayantar, he ran into a reconnaissance company of the Liaodong Army.

"Who are you?" Pei Chengen shouted loudly.

The cavalry of the reconnaissance company behind him already held the cavalry gun in his hand.

Ezhelun asked his companion to shout, "She is the Eji of Tushetu Khan, and she welcomes the arrival of His Royal Highness the King of Zhou in place of the Great Khan."

"If you really welcome Your Highness, please wait here, and let me report to Your Highness, please make up your mind."

Pei Chengen did not despise the other party because he was a woman and only brought this person.

He said to Egelon as he glanced at the messenger beside him.

The signal corpsman took out the black flag and issued a flag to the cavalry of the reconnaissance company behind.

After the cavalry in the back received it, they sent a message to the people behind.

All on alert.

Soon after, a cavalryman arrived on horseback and asked about the situation.

Pei Chengen reported.

The horseman rode away.

Egelon quietly observed, and found that the other party was very vigilant, and the cavalry had dispersed, putting on guerrilla tactics.

"The Liaodong Army is really different." Ezhelun said to the maid beside him, "There are light and dark sentinels scattered on the grassland, and you can tell that it is difficult to entangle."

She couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder the Great Khan is worried......

The only thing that seems strange is why they don't wear armor.

After waiting for a while, the reported cavalry went and returned, and took several cavalrymen with him.

The cavalry arrived quickly.

At the head was a young man, clenched his fists on horseback, and said in Mongolian:

"Your Highness welcomes Tushetu Khan's mother, please come with me to see Your Highness."

"Okay." Egelen nodded.

With a wave of his hand, the cavalry quickly dispersed to the sides, making way for a path.

Bae Seung-eun also led the reconnaissance company to the side.

Egellan's army passed through the middle of the Liaodong cavalry.

Pei Chengen took the opportunity to ask the young man in a low voice, "Does Your Highness have any other orders?"

"The whole army does not stop, march according to the predetermined place." The youth replied in a whisper.

"Understood."

Pei Chengen responded and led the reconnaissance company to continue to advance to the north.

The young man led the cavalry of the Guards to protect Ezhelun as he moved south.

Ezhelun sat in the carriage, seemingly as steady as Mount Tai, but he was a little nervous in his heart.

Instead of being afraid to meet the man who would decide her son's fate, she found that he had no chance of winning.

As seen along the way, there are sentinels in Liaodong every other section.

They use flags to convey information.

There are also a few Haidongqing hovering overhead, making various sharp sounds, which are also transmitting news.

The Mongol cavalry paid attention to a "coming and going like the wind, unprepared".

But in the face of the heavily defended Liaodong Army, these were useless.

Continue south.

The first time he saw the Liaodong Army, he was shocked by it.

The infantry was in the center, and the cavalry was flanked by the infantry. The speed of march is neither fast nor slow, and the appearance of the army is neat.

Feet in cotton shoes make a neat "squeak" sound when they step on the snow.

Each soldier was dressed in thick cotton clothes, holding a firearm that Egelan had never seen before, and a leather bag tied around his waist. Carrying a big bag on his back, I don't know what it is for.

The cavalry had three firearms, one long and two short.

The uniform outfit brings a shock that is suffocating.

Especially when these soldiers passed by Egellan, the eyes cast by them were very sharp—as if they were looking at a dead man.

If it was just one or two people, Egelan would not feel afraid, the other party was a group of people.

The companions were also nervous with the handle of the scimitar in their hands.

The young man stepped forward and comforted them, "Don't worry, Your Highness's soldiers are strict in military discipline and will not attack their own people."

"Oh." Egelen bowed his head, hiding his panic.

The young man led them from the side of the line and continued south, and soon saw the Chinese army.

There is a big character written on it - Yang, and next to it is a knighthood + official position.

The Chinese army quickly approached.

Ezhelun recognized an acquaintance who followed the Chinese army - Sonomu.

In front of Sonomu, a handsome and burly young man rode a white horse, majestic.

He should be Yang Chengying, Ezhelun thought.