Xingxiu Sea, with longing figures, the search team of the Ming army, one mountain after another, one lake after another, searching for fish that have slipped through the net of the Heshuote people. If they find stragglers, those who surrender will avoid death. If they dare to resist, they will be knifed
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On the west bank of Zhaling Lake, among the reeds as far as the eye can see, Heshuote Hutai Jibonsuk and a few of his confidants are hiding here.
A group of Ming troops came over to search, holding long spears and stabbing him here and there.
"Plop!" There was a sudden crisp sound.
"Who is it?" The leader of the team shouted and came towards Peng Suk's residence.
"My life is at stake!" Young Huetaiji closed his eyes in pain.
"Gu~gu~"
A water bird flew up from the reeds. Seeing that it was a flying bird, the Ming army shook their heads and changed their direction to search.
Peng Suke secretly thought that it was a fluke and took a long breath.
He hid for three days. It was not until the Ming army left the Xingxiu Sea and went to Lhasa that Peng Suke led a few of his confidants and fled in embarrassment to the vicinity of Zhaisang Lake in the Western Regions to join his cousin Eqil Tuchechen Khan (
Also known as Chechen Khan).
This Eqiltu was the nephew of Gushi Khan. After Gushi Khan took the main force of Heshuote to Qinghai-Tibet, he named him Eqiltu Chechen Khan and ordered him to stay in the Tianshan Mountains. His father, also known as Gu
Shihan's eldest brother, Bai Bagas, was originally the leader of the Heshuote tribe. After Gushi Khan came to power, he treated his nephew very well and had a high status in the Heshuote tribe.
After Gushi Khan led his troops into Qinghai-Tibet, the affairs of the Oirat Alliance were basically handed over to his nephew Eqirtu, who stayed in Tianshan. Therefore, after Gushi Khan's death, he was once called the "Oirat Chief Khan"
, and is one of the two leaders of the Oirat "Churgan" alliance together with the leader of the Junggar tribe. It nominally governs many tribes in the Tianshan area, such as Heshuote, Junggar, Turgut, Durbot, and Huite.
His pastures are distributed from Zhaisang Lake to Balkhash Lake, as well as Chu River, Ili River and other places. He is a branch of the Heshuote Tribe. He has few soldiers and horses, but he is highly respected among the Tianshan Tribes.
"Huntaiji, why don't we go to Lhasa instead of returning to the old Tianshan Mountains?"
The confidants were very puzzled by Peng Suk's return to the Tianshan Mountains. Compared to other tribes in the Tianshan Mountains, Lhasa is a big city, and no one is willing to leave the big city.
"Alas!"
Peng Suke let out a long sigh and said, "The main force of our army has been lost. If we go to Lhasa, I'm afraid the guru in Lhasa city will have ill intentions. It's better to go back to Tianshan, where the foundation of our Heshuote people lies." Taiji Dalantai of the Heshuote tribe fled back to the Damu grassland north of Lhasa, where the Heshuote Khan's court is located. Now that the Great Khan is dead, Hutaiji Pensuk's life and death are unknown, and he himself is the Great Khan
His third brother, Heshuote's Taiji, if he doesn't step forward to lead the tribe now, how long will it be until?
At any time, there are careerists, and Dalantai was very enthusiastic. At the beginning, things went smoothly. On the Damu grassland, the leaderless Heshuote tribe supported him. Unfortunately, the main force of the Heshuote tribe,
Everything was lost in Xingxiu Sea. After scraping together, they only managed to gather four or five thousand miscellaneous soldiers.
With few soldiers and few generals, Dalantai decided to attack Lhasa. In Lhasa, Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso still had tens of thousands of Tibetan soldiers. If he could collect them for his own use and join forces together, he could stop the Ming army. p>
Dalantai wrote a deeply affectionate letter to Ngawang Losang Gyatso, asking him to reject the Ming army with him for the sake of the Mongolian and Tibetan families.
Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso's reply was also deeply affectionate. He first recounted the great achievements of the late Khan to Qinghai; then expressed his determination to support him in becoming Khan; and finally invited him to Lhasa to preside over the overall situation.
The most difficult thing to see through in the world is power. Dazzled by flowers and catkins, Dalantai led thousands of soldiers to Lhasa under the temptation of the word "Great Khan".
He received a grand welcome. Mongolian and Tibetan people of all ethnic groups brought khatas and sang and danced to welcome him.
"Dalan Taihan!"
"Dalan Taihan!"
"Dalan Taihan"??
People shouted his name, and the heated atmosphere could melt glaciers.
Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso's favorite minister, Diba Shelshe Gyatso of the Khoshot Khanate, personally welcomed him. Diba was the official in charge of the administration of the snowy region. He was appointed by the Khan. He was under one person and above ten thousand people.
Administrative orders in the region are all stamped by the Khan before being issued, while Diba "countersigns and stamps".
Seeing the display of Gyatso's personal greeting, Dalansu was very satisfied and said, "Lao Dipa is here."
"What did the Great Khan say? The slave is the minister of the Great Khan. It is the slave's blessing to welcome the Great Khan." Chen Gyatso's mouth was sweeter than honey. "Please follow the slave. The master has been waiting for you in the East Hall for a long time."
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The word "sweat" immediately made Dalantai's heart soar. Although he had won the support of some people in the Damu grassland, after all, his name was not justified and his words were not smooth. Only with the support of his guru could he be considered successful.
Well deserved.
"Please Diba lead the way," he politely followed behind Chen Gyatso toward the East Hall.
The East Hall of the Potala White House is built from the north to the south. Major celebrations are held here. There is a guru's throne on the north side of the hall, and the four walls are painted with murals.
Forty-three-year-old Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso, sitting cross-legged and meditating, with his hands showing wonderful lotus fingers, showing his majestic appearance.
"Dalantai meets the guru". Impressed by the great monk's aura, Dalantai did not dare to neglect and bowed respectfully.
"Taiji is so polite. You are the beloved one in the snowy land. If you don't dislike me, the monk is willing to respect you as the Khan of Dalantai!"
"Oh, my master's kindness is unforgettable." Dalantai beamed with joy and thanked him repeatedly.
For a time, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, and the East Hall was filled with warmth.
Ngawang Losang Gyatso ordered a banquet to be held in the side hall to entertain Dalantai and the soldiers.
I have guests who play the harp and sheng.
A group of young men and women danced the cheerful "Deer God Dance". This was originally a Jurchen dance, but now it is the most popular dance in the snowy areas. It is lively, cute, and highly danceable. It is not as serious as other religious dances at all, but
It gives people spiritual joy, peace, and infinite hope for the future.
Then, some strong monks began to perform wrestling and gladiatorial combat, pushing the banquet atmosphere to a climax.
Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso winked at the sitting Chen Gyatso, Lobsang Tudao, Lobsang Jinba, Sangjie Gyatso and other confidants. Everyone understood and prepared secretly.
"Ba~ba~"
Chen Gyatso clapped his hands twice, and fifty powerful monks divided into two teams and began to fight.
"Okay!"
Da Lansu screamed strangely and praised him repeatedly. He was a martial artist and loved martial arts the most.
"The Great Khan is a warrior. What do you think of the current situation? If the Ming army arrives, what are the countermeasures?" Ngawang Losang Gyatso asked Dalansu with a smile, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes gentle, his expression gentle.
"I don't have any good ideas. If the soldiers come to block it, the water will come and the earth will cover it." Dalantai said firmly.
"That's it." Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso frowned slightly and said in deep thought: "The young monk has a way to avoid the disaster of weapons."
"Oh, Master, please speak."
"What the Ming army wants to gain is the Great Khan's ear. All they have to do is cut off the head of the Great Khan and offer it to the Ming army, and the war disaster will naturally be eliminated. Amitabha, who gave up the Great Khan alone, gave birth to thousands of people in the snowy land. The merits of the Great Khan are great!
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"What!"
Dalantai was shocked, "What does the master mean by this?"
"Do it!"
Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso shouted sharply, his eyes flashed with fierceness, and he no longer had the kind eyes he had just before.
From a kind living Bodhisattva to an angry Vajra, the change only takes an instant.
The fifty monks who were performing gladiatorial combat just now pulled out their daggers and rushed towards Dalantai.
Dalantai, who was in a hurry, had no time to resist and was cut down in a pool of blood.
The Mongolian guards in the hall were preparing to rescue Dalantai, Chen Gyatso, Losang Tudao, Lobsang Jinba, and Sangjie Gyatso, each leading armored soldiers. They rushed over and killed the exhausted Heshuote soldiers.
