Liupan Mountain, the military camp of the Mongolian army. In front of the camp, there are piles of books and books looted from the Jin territory. Yelu Chucai looked through them carefully and frowned secretly.
Some of the books were incomplete, some had traces of smoke and fire, some were torn randomly, and many were stained with blood, obviously the product of bloody killings in Jin territory.
Not long after, a stack of atlases was piled on the ground, most of which contained atlases, county annals, medicine and other books. Yelu Chucai continued to look through the pages, enjoying it as if searching for jewelry. Unknowingly, he stopped on a half-old "Tatar Strategy".
"Zhao Hong of the Song Dynasty... who is this?"
The name sounds familiar, but I can't remember who it is.
Yelu Chucai opened the book and saw the explanation of the Mongolian army's military and the politics of the Great Mongolia, which attracted him unknowingly.
After flipping through it for a while, Yelu Chucai started sweating on his forehead and his back was dripping with sweat unconsciously. The above strategic and tactical analysis of the Mongolian army made him, an auxiliary minister of the Great Mongolian Kingdom, feel inferior.
Is this Zhao Hong of the Song Dynasty a master of the Song Dynasty?
Closing the book, Yelu Chucai frowned, feeling lost.
Does Great Mongolia really have no future? Is it certain that agricultural civilization can defeat nomadic civilization? How could the things written by people in the Song Dynasty be so penetrating and penetrating?
Yelu Chucai shook his head and began to rummage again. After a while, he found several more copies of "Tatar Policy" and two copies of "Selected Poems of Zhao Hong of the Song Dynasty".
"...right or wrong, success or failure is all gone, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times..."
Yelu Chucai was greatly shocked. These classic words could not be more appropriate to interpret the gains and losses in life.
"...I cherish the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, who are slightly less talented in literature, the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, who are slightly less charming, and the genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the big eagle..."
Yelu Chucai was greatly shocked. If Genghis Khan saw this, he would be furious and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Who is Zhao Hong of the Song Dynasty, so heroic? Even the Mongol Khan, who conquered the world and used his troops like a god, was classified by him as a common man who "only knows how to bend a bow and shoot a big eagle"!
It seems that I have to find someone to ask carefully, who is this mysterious Zhao Hong?
"Mr. Yelu, what are you looking for these books for?"
Guard Shu suddenly came over, carefully tied up the books that Yelu Chucai had selected, and asked curiously.
"Shu Hu, these books are of great use. When you read them in the future, you will understand."
Yelu Chucai laughed.
"Mr. Yelu, in my opinion, reading is useless. Those people in the Jin Kingdom and the Tangwu Ti Kingdom have read so many books, but they are still being killed. The knife is placed on the neck, and they cry for father and mother. How can they be human? ?”
Shu suddenly shook his head and continued to bundle the books.
"Shu Hu, let me ask you, what do you want to do in your life?"
Yelu Chucai sat on a pile of books and asked about the young guard.
"Me? Of course I want to be like the Great Khan! I can do whatever I want, kill whoever I want, kill decisively, and get whatever I want, including women, treasures, cattle, sheep, etc.! That is a great hero !”
Shu thought for a moment and said excitedly.
"Shuhu, kill whoever you want, that's if you can defeat the opponent. What if you can't defeat the opponent?"
"Mr. Yelu, are there any enemies in this world that our Mongolian army cannot defeat?"
Shu suddenly looked at Yelu Chucai in surprise, as if he was puzzled by his words.
In his memory, the Mongolian army marched east and west, and their cavalry traveled across the world. It seemed that they had never encountered an opponent, and no one was worthy of being an opponent of the Mongolian army.
"What's so surprising about this? Didn't Subotai just suffer a defeat?"
Yelu Chucai laughed softly and asked about Shu Hulai.
"If your enemy is very powerful and you are no match for him, and he wants to kill you, what should you do?"
I heard that Subotai lost tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, all the infantry were wiped out, and everything they plundered was thrown away. I don’t know if it’s true or not?
"Then what else can we do? We can only be killed by the other party!"
Shu was stunned for a moment and spoke out decisively.
"Shu Hu, if you are killed, what will happen to your wife? What will happen to your children? How will they live in the future?"
Yelu Chucai's words made Shuhu hesitate for a moment, and then he spoke, still decisively.
"Mr. Yelu, our Mongolian army will never be defeated!"
Yelu Chucai laughed dumbly.
Subotai's defeat was just a small episode, and the Mongolian soldiers didn't care. For them, the Mongolian army still dominates the world and is unbeatable.
Its prosperity is also booming, and its demise is also sudden.
Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu. Dynasties have changed in history. This has happened since ancient times. There has never been a dynasty that could last forever.
For example, Qin Shihuang, whom he admired, had the system of prefectures and counties, the same text for books, the same track for carriages, unified currency, and unified weights and measures. They attacked the Xiongnu in the north, conquered Baiyue in the south, built the Great Wall, built the Ling Canal to connect the Yangtze River and the Pearl River, and so on. It's a pity that the second generation died.
"Mr. Yelu, there are rumors in the army that the Tangwuti people have surrendered to the Great Khan. Do you think this is true?"
Shu was young and energetic, full of curiosity about the outside world.
"Shu Hu, the Tangwu Ti people surrendered. If you enter Lingzhou City and Zhongxing Fucheng, what do you want to do?"
Yelu Chucai asked Shu suddenly.
"The Great Khan hates the Tangwuti people so much. Didn't he say that he will kill all the Tangwuti people? If I enter Lingzhou City and Zhongxing Mansion, I must kill all the Tangwuti people and leave no one behind!"
Sure enough, Shu suddenly said excitedly, his face full of anger.
Yelu Chucai shook his head regretfully.
If the Xixia people surrender, they may not be able to escape the fate of being massacred.
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
Does a hero's road to achievement have to be paved with endless bones?
"hurry up!"
There was a lot of noise in the camp. Yelu Chucai and Shu suddenly raised their heads and saw many Mongolian generals rushing towards Genghis Khan's barracks. Yelu Chucai looked carefully, and all the young faces seemed to be the nephews of Genghis Khan.
"Mr. Yelu, what happened?"
Shu suddenly also felt that something was wrong and stood up in shock.
"I don't know either. I'm afraid the Great Khan has something big to explain."
Yelu Chucai was suspicious.
What happened? Genghis Khan didn't call the generals to go forward, but only called his nephew?
"Mr. Yelu, aren't those Wokuotai and Tuo Lei? They are here too!"
Looking in the direction of Shuhu's finger, Yelu Chucai could see clearly. Sure enough, Wokuotai and Tuo Lei came out of the tent and hurried over. The two got on the giant car one after another and entered Genghis Khan's golden palace. account.
Yelu Chucai's heart sank unconsciously.
Both Ogedai and Tuo Lei entered the golden tent, and Genghis Khan was afraid that his end was approaching.
He sighed and found that the surroundings were dark and unclear. When he looked up, the sun had been wrapped in thick clouds, which was suffocating.
Is this the fate of Genghis Khan?
"Mr. Yelu, everyone said that the Great Khan was seriously ill and could not live for a few days. You said that the Great Khan was not going to make arrangements for his funeral, right?"
Curious Shuhu whispered again.
Yelu Chucai smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer the young Mongolian warrior.
Without asking him, he could guess that Genghis Khan, whose time was running out, had to settle his funeral arrangements.
"Mr. Yelu, tell me, should Wogotai want to sweat, or should he do Torre? Does Wogatai have a chance?"
Shuhu's young world is full of curiosity about the outside world.
Only with a broad-minded foreigner like Yelu Chucai could he dare to be so curious.
"Shuhu, who do you want to be the next Great Khan of Mongolia?"
Yelu Chucai's expression remained unchanged and he also asked about his guards.
He also wanted to hear who the military officers and officers thought of as the next Great Khan.
"Of course it's Torre! Torre always wins the battle. Follow him and you'll feel at ease!"
Shu suddenly said it decisively.
Yelu Chucai was secretly surprised. Ogedei was Genghis Khan's designated successor, but most of the soldiers turned to Torre. If Ogedei became the Mongolian Khan, he and Torre would definitely not live in peace. On the contrary, if Torre succeeds to the throne, it will be difficult for him to let go of Wogotai, who is both wise and brave.
However, with Wo Kuotai's thoughtfulness, ruthlessness and single-mindedness, Torre may not be Wo Kuotai's opponent.
Yelu Chucai looked at the Khan's camp in the distance and frowned.
"In my opinion, while the Great Khan is still around, he can still keep his sons and generals honest. Once the Great Khan is gone and there is no wolf, who knows what kind of trouble will happen?"
Shu suddenly said with great interest, and Yelu Chucai couldn't help but nodded slightly.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. As the successor to the throne once designated by Genghis Khan, now it depends on how Genghis Khan chooses and how Ogedai responds.
The Mongolian generals gathered outside Genghis Khan's tent. They were whispering and discussing. Genghis Khan's adopted son and consort Balshu, dressed in iron armor, came in a hurry. When he saw Yelu Chucai beside the stack of books, he suddenly came over.
"Yelu Chucai, can you figure out what the Great Khan has called us for?"
Baershu was also the guardian of Gaochang Uighurs and was attached to Xiliao. When Genghis Khan rose in Mobei, Barshu killed Western Liao officials and surrendered to Genghis Khan. He also assisted the Mongolian army in wiping out the remnants of the Naiman and Merqi people, and went to meet Genghis Khan in person.
Genghis Khan was very fond of Baershu, who had surrendered early, and regarded him as his fifth son. He also gave him his daughter Princess Andun in marriage, allowing him to continue to rule the Gaochang Uighurs.
As the adopted son and consort of Genghis Khan, Balshu led his Gaochang Uighur Army to charge into battle with Genghis Khan and made many achievements.
"Baershu, I'm afraid the Great Khan is dying and has to make arrangements for his funeral. You adopted sons and daughters, the Great Khan is going to be left alone."
Baershu is good at dancing, Yelu Chucai whispered.
"So, we are retreating!"
Baer Shu breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.
After more than a year of expedition, the Gaochang Uighur Army under his command suffered heavy casualties and the morale of the army was low. If the fight continues, I'm afraid he won't be able to serve as a guardian.
"Bal Shu, stop dawdling! Hurry up!"
Genghis Khan's adopted son suddenly came over in a rage and shouted.
"Kuri, wait for me!"
Baer Shu shouted, not daring to delay, and immediately followed.
Yelu Chucai looked at Baer Shu's back and muttered secretly.
If Genghis Khan died of illness, the Mongolian army, whose military morale was unstable, would have no choice but to retreat.
