.Chapter 854 Zhong Jin (Part 1)

It was late at night, and a camp located fifty miles south of Dongsheng City, Daming, was shining with sparkling flames.

It was a bunch of bonfires burning. Although it was already mid-March, the night on the grassland was still cold. In this dark night, only this bonfire and the woman's body were warm... The men on the grassland used these two ways to drive away the coldness and darkness of their bodies, but could not drive away the fear in their hearts.

The news of Li Chengliang winning battles in the back of the trap will always reach their ears through the Ming army stationed in the beacon tower... Today, General Li killed so many people, tomorrow General Li raided several camps, and the day after tomorrow General Li drove the Mongolians away, life is always filled with such bad news, no wonder Mongolian men cannot feel the warmth of spring.

It goes without saying that although these Mongols surrendered to the Ming army out of helplessness, their hearts were still towards their compatriots on the north bank of the River. Even today when the Ming army was extremely strong, they still believed that the Han people were untenable in Hetao, because Altan would sooner or later lead a large army to recover the lost territory, and he would still return at that time.

Noyandala's second son, Zhehe, is the most staunch supporter of this idea. He dreams of counterattacking the Han people all the time, and even designed a complete set of plans and repeatedly deduced them secretly, ready to take down the Ming army beacon tower that monitors him at any time.

Although Zhehe's brother Behe ​​was also wary of the Han people, he was not as impulsive as his younger brother. He heard a saying in the Han people, "Thirty years Hedong, Thirty years Hexi." The confrontation between the Han people and the Mongolian people is the same. The current Ming army generals are brilliant, well-equipped, united, and morale is high. On the other hand, after the Mongolian people, no heroes appeared again, and they have inevitably split and decline. At least for a dozen or so years, the strength of both sides has become a foregone conclusion.

However, he was not worried that the Mongolians would be eliminated because of this. The two sides had been in a row for hundreds of years, and no one could have eliminated anyone after so many times. The vast grasslands and deserts provided endless strategic depth for the nomadic peoples, so that they could escape from the desert at the most vulnerable time and escape the Ming army's attack. I believe that the Han people also knew this very well, so they tried their best to recruit Mongolian troops to surrender while clearing them by force...

It is said that 'those who know the times are heroes'." In this situation, meaningless resistance can only bring greater losses and pain; living temporarily obediently and waiting for Feng Shui to return to the grassland again is the only way to do it.

What made Behe ​​even more worried was the monks of the Huang Cult brought back by his father. His father said that they were the descendants of the Great Yuan master, Master Basiba, who had signed the decree of the reincarnation of Basiba, and came to rescue Xue Chankhan's descendants. But the day after these strange monks arrived at the camp, the tribe's shaman Boji made a prophecy, saying that these monks were not descendants of Basiba, but some evil devils, which would bring danger to the entire tribe. This danger was like the dark clouds in the sky, covering the earth, and the people living here could no longer see the clear sky. They would blindly believe in this monk. The monks carried spells, controlled their brains, and eventually sacrificed them to the devil.

After hearing the shaman's words, the people of the Ordos tribe were indeed panicked. They had always obeyed the shaman's words, and this time was no exception. Many people went to Noyandala to hope that he could expel these monks, but Noyandala told them that it was these lamas who used Buddhism to influence the Han people, causing them to put down their butcher knives and spare the lives of men and women in the Ordos tribe. These lamas gathered camel caravans and brought medicines to the tribe. The Mongolians would repay their kindness. Even if they did not accept the other party's kindness, they could not actively expel them before they showed their evil nature.

Although Noyandala's words were regarded as a warning by his brothers. As the leader, he used himself as a hostage to exchange for the lives of tens of thousands of young and old in the headquarters. When the tribe was exhausted and the mountains and rivers were exhausted, he came back with food and medicine and pulled the tribe back from the brink of destruction. Therefore, in the Jinan headquarters, his words were still full of words. Moreover, he was right...

So the monks in red and yellow hats stayed. They ignored the guards of the people, and talked with the people with kind attitude, and treated them with illnesses... At that time, due to long-term malnutrition and hunger and cold, most of the people in Noyandala were suffering from illness. The shamans in the tribe were at a loss and thought it was a punishment for the immortals. They used blood sacrifices and even killed several people to pray for the forgiveness of the gods, but they were still useless.

But under the treatment of those monks, many patients recovered every day. In spring, most people recovered and the tribe regained their vitality. People's gratitude to these monks can be imagined. What's more valuable is that monks do not receive any reward for treating medical treatment. They say that curing diseases and saving people is to cultivate for themselves in the next life, and they are afraid that there will be few people to save, so how can they ask for money? This is in sharp contrast to the shamans who only ask for high rewards for the people and often treat people to death.

Another thing that made the monks completely win the love of the Mongolian people. Because the shamanism believes that people still live in the kingdom of the dead after death, and those dead leaders or nobles must be buried with their companions and slaves, go to the underworld to serve them, and continue to serve them. Moreover, every New Year and early month, killing and slaughtering animals are used to perform annual and monthly sacrifices, which has always been deeply feared by the Mongolian people.

Once, one of the uncles of Noyandala died. According to convention, more than 300 wives, concubines and slaves were to be buried with him. The leader of the monk found out and found Noyandala and persuaded the Mongolian Jinon. Finally, Noyandala announced that the burial of his ancestral life would be abolished in his tribe. Even if he died, he would only use offerings and sacrifices and not be allowed to be buried with him.

This kind command not only saved the lives of hundreds of people, but also allowed the Meng people to experience the compassion that monks said. Compared with the shamanism's style of pretending to be gods and killing people and sacrificing blood, the people's hearts will judge which one is better or worse.

Later, the monks stopped the shaman from using living people to sacrifice to Changshengtian. Shaman Boji angrily intimidated: "This is the greatest disrespect to Changshengtian, which will attract the anger of the gods!" After all, the shamanism is deeply rooted, and the people are very afraid. Even the people who were selected as sacrifices advised the monks not to stop them anymore, so as not to punish their tribe members.

Axing Lama said to everyone: "Since Boji said that his words represent the meaning of the Heaven of Changsheng, then let's see if this is true." So he announced in public that he was going to ask the Buddha to perform a solar eclipse. If the shaman could really communicate with the Heaven of Changsheng, the god of heaven would definitely launch a lunar eclipse to respond.

As a result, that night, the moon was like a silver basin, and there was no sign of a lunar eclipse; but on the next day, the solar eclipse happened, and the time was not even the same as what Ah Xing Lama said.

For the people on the grassland, seeing the terrifying solar eclipse is the most intuitive feeling of divine power. They all knelt on the ground and begged Ah Xing Lama to regain his divine power. Ah Xing asked them if they still need to sacrifice themselves? Hearing them saying that they would never need to be used again. A piece of sun bitten off from the sky has returned to the roundness... Compared to the shamanism that only knows how to dance with great gods, proficient in medicine and law, and even calculates the time of the solar and lunar eclipse. It is definitely not a little advanced. So even if you pretend to be a god, those with knowledge are hundreds of times better than those without knowledge.

The monks quickly eliminated the vigilance of the people with their medical skills, knowledge, precepts, and kindness, and won their welcome and love. Many men, women, young and old cured by them became their believers, following them to recite scriptures every morning. After listening to the lamas, the faces of the believers were filled with satisfaction. This was something that would never be obtained by shamans. Moreover, shamanism did not prohibit believers from turning to the separate religion, so more and more people chose to convert and become believers of the Gelugs.

Although young people like Behe ​​and Zhehe still do not trust these foreign lamas, their parents and elders have all become loyal believers. It seems that it has become a matter of time before Lamaism replaces shamanism...

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There were strange and strange chanting sounds coming from outside. Whenever he heard this sound, Behe ​​couldn't help but think of Shaman Boji's prophecy... When the devil's messenger used a spell to control all people's hearts, he would dedicate them to the devil.

Emotionally speaking, he tends to believe in the shamans of his tribe. After all, he has been influenced by the shamans since childhood, which makes him very confident in the shamans' gods. Looking at the situation in the tribe, this prophecy seems to be gradually fulfilling, which makes Behe ​​very worried. He always thinks that if the tribe members really become sacrifices for the devil but he always does nothing, wouldn't he become an accomplice of the devil?

So on this late March night, he fought repeatedly by the bonfire, and did he agree to the request of Shaman Boji and go out to help them?

On this night, his sister Zhong Jin was also facing a difficult choice. This is not true, because a long time ago, the prairie pearl had already fallen into similar conflicts, but it has become increasingly serious recently.

The reason why her entanglement became serious was that her master, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Xiao Qin, recently came to the tribe and appeared quietly in front of her.

When Xiao Qin appeared silently in her camp, Zhong Jin was startled, and then lowered his head in fear and whispered: "Master..."

Xiao Qin's face was pale and bloodless, including her lips. His eyes were so cold. He stared at Zhong Jin for a long time, and then asked: "How is your mission done?"

To be honest, Zhong Jin was afraid of this man who was as thin as willow branches since he was a child. Although he had been a child, the relationship between the two was not deep. Moreover, as Zhong Jin grew up, he became more and more afraid of the master's temperament and what he did... He was simply a devil who was as cunning as a wolf and fierce as a tiger!

So unless necessary, she hid far away, but after the breaking of Jinong City, her tribe members were forced to a desperate situation, which forced her to let go of her likes and dislikes and go to Bansheng to ask Xiao Qin for help. After listening to her request, Xiao Qin said yes, but you have to do me a favor... In the final analysis, it is to help you yourself.

Zhong Jin asked what she wanted to do?

Xiao Qin told her that the White Lotus Sect was planning an assassination and needed her help.

Zhong Jin asked who to kill?

"The Grand Secretary of the Ming Dynasty, the silence of the nine-sided commander, sinks to the south of the Yangtze River." When talking about this name, a trace of resentment flashed through Xiao Qin's eyes. The beams on both sides were too big. Xiao Qin even blamed the current difficult situation of the White Lotus Sect on the Ming Dynasty's supervisor.

For Zhong Jin, who had just fought the Ming army in Jinong City and witnessed the tragic death of countless tribesmen, displaced and had no food and clothing, if she had the opportunity to kill the commander of the Ming army, she would be willing to pay all the price, including her own life.

So she agreed without hesitation, and Xiao Qin asked her to return to her tribe members and took the initiative to ask to serve her father in the Ming Dynasty. Xiao Qin said that with your beauty, as long as you want, you can make all men lose their minds; as long as you can see silence, you have the opportunity to capture his heart; even if you cannot capture his heart, you can still make him confused, and then you will not find a chance to poison him to death with a poison.

Xiao Qin gave her a ring. As long as she twisted the gem on it, a poisonous sting would pop up silently. As long as she stabbed it into a human body, the gods would not be able to save it.

So Zhong Jin wore this ring and came to the Ming Dynasty with the determination to die. When he met his father, he also successfully met the Ming Dynasty's supervisor. He also unexpectedly discovered that this person was the young Han man he met at the mountain temple... The handsome and elegant Han man with a kind smile, with humorous conversation and elegant demeanor. Although he was just a meeting, he left a very good impression on the girl Zhong Jin. Although he did not forget it, he actually affected her view of choosing a partner.

Although since she was fourteen years old, she could go around Jinong City to propose marriage. But she had always wanted to find a husband like the Han man to bathe in the warm sunshine for the rest of her life, rather than hang out with a rude and barbaric Mongolian warrior.

Reunion with her dreamed husband's template under such circumstances made her confused. She threw all the tricks she had planned out of the sky. She had to rebuild her psychological construction so that she would not disrupt the assassination plan.

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