One thousand one and one suffocation
In the evening, all the captives entered the camp while taking notes, but they all entered the camp before dark. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
For all these reasons, the captives were not served dinner in the evening, only plenty of water.
There are a lot of water sources here, and they are not afraid of lack of water, and the military personnel suggested that the prisoners should be bathed in batches, and a group of nobles cautiously asked if it was a request, and when they heard that it was just a suggestion, they refused without thinking.
The Mongols' fear of Haizi did not change because of their belief in Buddhism, so the military personnel who entered the camp had to hold their breath, those stinky leather jackets and the smell of human sweat were stinking, and the smell was not an ordinary nose.
Dorji and Babu and other young nobles have been riding horses and watching from a short distance, several great sweaters have run to the city to ask to see Zhang Han, a group of old men are following, everyone's face is the kind of shock, awe and fear and many other complex emotions mixed with expressions, Dorji and the others are also quite complicated, so they did not return to their felt bags, nor did they go back to the residence of Kulen City, but stayed here to watch.
When the sun was setting to the west, after seeing the army locking the fence everywhere and having a garrison outside to lay out another layer of defense, Dorji and the others slowly rode away.
"Despite the reluctance." A young man, Taiji, said, "I suggest that we stop thinking about things that we shouldn't think about. ”
"Indeed." Another Taiji hurriedly agreed: "The Great Khan has completely subdued, and the people are also afraid. How many people can we convince to follow? Now it seems that there is no hope at all. ”
"Unless it's Lin Dan Khan......" Dorji gritted his teeth and answered, his voice so small that it was almost inaudible.
"It's useless." Babu's attitude has always been not resolute, and at this time he even persuaded him: "Dorji, Lin Dan Khan can't be the opponent of the Shang Tuan Army, and he won't be much stronger than Chotu Khan when he comes." We still hope that he doesn't come, the Mongols are not disgraced enough? ”
"Do you think we Mongols still have a chance and hope?" Dorzi grabbed Babu's shoulders, stared at him with both eyes, and said, "What hope is there for this?" ”
"Didn't we also conquer the territory of the Han Chinese...... "Time will settle everything." ”
"It's different, I have feelings, it's different!" Dorji still roared, and his eyes seemed to be red and dripping blood.
It was true that Dorzi had no knowledge and could not speak in an orderly manner, but his feelings were correct.
The Han people were overthrown by the Mongol Yuan rule less than a hundred years ago*, and the Han people have their own civilization core, even high-level civilizations cannot be easily destroyed, let alone the low-level tyrannical rule of the Mongol Yuan. But now the situation on the grassland is completely different from that of the Mengyuan period, the Han people are richer, the army is stronger, and the materials and personnel are endless, this is just the appearance, the core is a high-level civilization and more ingenious methods of governance have descended on Mobei, better than the methods of the Ming or Qing Dynasty or the Han and Tang Dynasties.
The core of Hutchison's civilization is more powerful, because there is not only the inheritance of Chinese civilization, but also the outstanding elements of Western civilization, such a high-level civilization, culture, military, and wealth are completely crushed, and the Mongols will only be tamed, and then slowly integrated, although there is no sword and sword, not as good at slaughter as the Mongols, but the Han people are actually better at doing such things. Huaxia originated from the source of the Yellow River in Gansu, one to the east, one to the plateau, from small tribes to slave countries, and then conquered one after another alien races, the left hand sword, the right hand civilization, one by one alien race into their own body, until they occupied the largest and richest territory in East Asia, subject to the plateau, mountains, oceans, but the ancestors of the Han people have done the best, they have laid the territory of the descendants of the descendants, think of those who have suffered for generations in more difficult places, everyone should be grateful for their ancestors.
Dorji's ancestors were once strong, which gave him undeserved self-esteem and pride, and now the reality has come, the dreams are shattered, and there are many Mongolians like him, but many more choose to accept the reality.
Many young Taiji shook their heads, they rode away, Dorji and a few of the most determined Taiji stayed, in the eyes of the people they have become dangerous elements, who knows what they will do next, what kind of danger they will bring to everyone.
In the twilight, Dorzi's face showed determination, and he said to the crowd: "We can gather at least a few thousand people, don't be in a hurry now, for the time being, we must be careful." When Genghis Khan was most impoverished, he couldn't even keep his wife, and he only had a few brothers under his command, and he had to herd and hunt by himself to survive. As long as you have faith and persevere, there will always be a day of repetition. ”
All Taiji nodded, and one Taiji looked at the back of Babu and the others leaving, and scolded: "It doesn't matter if the ordinary Taiji is gone, Babu Taiji, as the son of the Great Khan of the Chechen Ministry, is so timid and afraid." ”
Dorji didn't want to dwell on such matters, and said lightly at the moment: "Babu may have his own considerations when he left, maybe the Chechen Khan asked him to do this, we will do our best to attract more people to join, don't force anyone now, and pay attention to secrecy, don't let the barbarians find out something." ”
"We are surrounded by Mongols, and no one will betray us."
"I've told my guards not to talk nonsense, not to let anyone find out."
"Now we haven't done anything, we should be fine."
Everyone comforted each other, of course, they also knew that it was a conspiracy and rebellion, that a covenant had been made, and that the three tribes were under the rule of Hutchison, which was determined by the Mongolian high-level under the auspices of the Living Buddhas, and their attitude was a kind of rebellion, not to mention that there was a further conspiracy.
Dorji's felt bag is in the heart of the hunting area, and the armoured soldiers are still wandering around, if the usual bonfires have been lit, people roast their prey, drink and sing, everyone is happy, this season should have been the most relaxed and pleasant time for the people of the steppe.
But tonight's atmosphere was very heavy, the soldiers and herdsmen gathered together according to their respective tribes, dozens of people and dozens of people sat around, each with gloomy faces eating dried meat and cheese, drinking tea, and the mood was quite low.
In the past, the armor soldiers were quite arrogant, they did not want to deal with those useless herdsmen, those who could wear armor in the Mongolian tribe were the proud sons of the tribe, their riding skills were better, they shot more accurately, they were full of muscles, and it was always these people who were in the limelight in the wrestling conference, as long as there were good hands rising, there was no doubt that they would be picked out by the ranchers for the first time, that is, Taiji, and given weapons, cotton armor, as a thug in the tribe, they didn't need to do too many chores, as long as they practiced their own skills.
Due to the weakness and poverty of the tribe, the number of such armored soldiers is quite scarce, a large tribe has only a few thousand people, and a pasture of more than a thousand people can support dozens of armored soldiers, they drive away horse thieves and robbers, protect the pastures of the Taiji, if there is a war, they are qualified thugs, so they have a very high status in the tribe, except for the nobles and lamas, they count these people, of course they look down on those useless herdsmen, but today, after witnessing that unimaginable scene, the pride of these armored soldiers has disappeared.
Yes, in front of those real soldiers, they are just horse thieves in ridiculous tattered cotton armor, or even this kind of role, horse thieves come and go like the wind without fetters, they can't do the maneuver and chic like horse thieves.
Dorji was a little annoyed inexplicably, the whole camp was already in a commotion, except for the silent crowd that was a few drunkards who indulged themselves, in groups of three or five, hooking shoulders and arms, it was really unseemly.
He took off his robe and went into his felt bag, where several slave girls were in charge of cleaning and personal service to the young Taiji, and tonight Dorji had no thought at all, and he waved his hand to tell the slave girls to go away and go back to their felt bags.
There should have been guards at the gate and around the tent, but tonight the situation was too chaotic, and Tushetu Khan went into the city, most of the guards left with the Great Khan, and Dorji returned to his felt bag, and the guards relaxed.
A few drunkards staggered by, and the guards didn't care, they didn't see a single drunkard collapse near the felt bag, and then took advantage of the night to get in.
"Who?"
Dorji did not undress and sleep, he was so preoccupied that he just lay down on the carpet to rest, and when he heard the movement, he was alert, and immediately pressed his knife to get up.
"Taiji, fall asleep, how comfortable it is to lie down." A gloomy voice spoke in a strange Mongolian language, and then the black shadow attacked, a pair of strong and powerful hands easily powdered Dorji's resistance, Dorji felt a strange smell in the palm of the other party's hand, and then he woke up to the smell of blood and sulfur, he was a little strange that he actually thought of this at such a time, he suddenly woke up, and began to struggle desperately again, but it was too late, Dorji felt that the other party was choking his throat and covering his nose, he struggled desperately, used all his strength, but there was no way to break free anyway, and the other party was like a swimming fish, his body kept dodging, Dorji couldn't use his strength in place whether he kicked or kicked, he felt more and more uncomfortable, his brain was already black, and in the violent struggle, Dorji consumed more oxygen in his body, and after jumping on the ground like a fish for a while, Dorji's movements began to slow down, and gradually stopped whimpering, but the person who pressed him was quite experienced, and he didn't let go, but continued to cover, It was only a quarter of an hour later that the men under him had begun to stiffen, and the man who was holding the young Taiji really let go.
"Little cub, you are not small, you still want to get along with us with this body." After doing this, the military intelligence officer stepped out of his felt bag with a relaxed face and joined his companions who were covering outside.
"Nonsense." The military intelligence personnel outside did not answer, and the people in the action group were somewhat psychologically distorted and suffocated a living person to death under their hands, of course, it was not a good thing to be able to do such a thing, but fortunately, there were strict military discipline and generous treatment to tie these people, even so, they were still quite wary of each other when they acted.
Several people did not have the demeanor and movements of drunkards, and quickly left, as if what had just happened was just an illusion, until a maid entered the felt bag to serve Taiji, and after an exclamation, the illusory peace was broken.