The heavy stockade gate opened, and the Khoshut soldiers threw away their weapons and armor, some kneeling on the stockade walls, others kneeling along the roads inside the stockade.
"Your servant will clear the way for the Great Taiji to prevent any deception!"
Huit Tribe's fierce general Suhe roared, holding a giant axe, and led five hundred warriors at the very front. What a vanguard, truly possessing the might of a great general!
Sultan unhurriedly rode his horse slowly into the stockade, looking at the kneeling surrendered soldiers and generals, feeling extremely pleased! These people are now my spoils of war. I can let them live or let them die. This is the pleasure brought by power! No wonder Genghis Khan once said, "The greatest happiness in life is to chase and kill your enemies everywhere, invade their land, plunder their wealth, and then listen to the cries of their wives and children."
It's too exhilarating, truly too exhilarating!
Hmm? There's actually a woman kneeling at the stockade gate?
The great conqueror Sultan was experiencing the pleasure of conquest when he suddenly saw a woman, no, a female immortal! Beautiful as a celestial being!
This woman, around twenty years old, had a round goose-egg face, intelligent large eyes, skin as white as snow, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, dressed in plain white, with graceful bearing.
An unintentional glance in the mortal world instantly made the Great Taiji rein in his horse, stopping as if his horse's legs had grown roots, and then he asked in an unusually gentle tone, "Who are you?"
"The widow Gaoyun, with her young son Abalai, pays respects to the Great Taiji. We beg for the Great Taiji's pity!"
"Gaoyun? You are Baibagas Khan's widow Gaoyun? And this is the Great Khan's young son Abalai?" Sultan was surprised.
"I am indeed Gaoyun, and this is my son, the Great Khan's young son Abalai. Welcome, Great Taiji, to Sarato Hai as a guest," Gaoyun was very smart. She didn't ask why the young man had invaded her territory, killing, setting fires, and looting. She only said he was a guest.
This, on the contrary, made Sultan feel extremely ashamed. Her husband had just died, and he had come with his army to take advantage of the situation, bullying the orphan and widow. It seemed a bit unmanly!
"Hmm, well... Gaoyun Biji, please don't misunderstand. I, this Taiji, was ordered by the Great Khan to suppress the rebels. I was passing through here and heard the news of the Great Khan's death. I was afraid someone would take the opportunity to bully you, so I brought troops to take a look. It was completely out of good intentions, haha, good intentions," Although he was a young man, he had transmigrated from later generations. As a person of two lives, he spoke lies convincingly and with apparent sincerity.
"In that case, Gaoyun thanks the Great Taiji on behalf of my deceased husband. The Great Taiji's righteousness is higher than the clouds, unlike some petty people who, taking advantage of my deceased husband's death, bully the widow and the child," Gaoyun quickly bowed and thanked Sultan, her eyes turning red as she spoke, choking back sobs and weeping until her face was streaked with tears like a pear blossom after rain, a sight that moved anyone who saw it.
Alas, this woman is pitiful!
Since ancient times, the more delicate a woman, the more likely she is to arouse the pity of heroes and brave men. This is the principle of using softness to overcome hardness. The more Sultan looked, the more he felt Gaoyun was pitiful, and the more pitiful she seemed, the more he looked. Hmm, her appearance is delicate and beautiful, her eyes are bright and expressive, her figure is enchanting, and her skin is like congealed fat. Not to mention that such a beauty is rare in the north, she is a rare beauty even in the South of the Yangtze River!
Because he was a noble, well-nourished, the fourteen-year-old young man's body had already grown tall and strong. And as a transmigrator, he had rich experience and naturally understood aesthetics. His eyes were fixed on Gaoyun, his gaze seemingly spitting fire. Suddenly, he noticed that Gaoyun seemed to give him a gentle smile. Looking again, she was still in that pitiful state. Hmm? Was he seeing things?
After gathering the surrendered Khoshut people, it was already night. Sultan entered the large tent to rest, but he couldn't fall asleep. His mind kept dwelling on one question: Did that beauty smile at this Taiji or not?
While he was pondering, a confidant reported, "Great Taiji, Gaoyun Biji requests you to enter her felt tent to discuss matters."
Discuss matters this late? Good thing, good thing!
The young man was overjoyed. Without bothering with reserve, he hastily threw on a coat and headed towards Gaoyun's felt tent.
The Oirat people's "ger" (yurt) is round, its size determined by the number of wall sections in each tent, such as 4 sections, 6 sections, 8 sections, and so on.
The largest felt tent in Sarato Hai had as many as 28 wall sections. Not only was it imposing, but the material of the curtains was exquisite, with good lighting and ventilation. It was warm in winter, cool in summer, and resistant to wind and rain. At this moment, incense was burning inside, and a fire was lit in the central brazier, making it very warm. A large wooden tub next to the brazier was filled with water, sprinkled with flower petals. The beautiful Gaoyun Biji was about to bathe.
She took off her hajilga hat, removed her exquisite long robe, took off her high-topped deerskin boots, and immersed her body in the hot water, enjoying the warmth and comfort. Two maids helped her wipe her body and gently massaged her. "Uh," her long eyelashes trembled, as if saying, there is nothing more joyful than taking a bath.
Then, a young wolf burst in rudely. What came into view was a plump and rounded pile of pure white.
"Ah!" A cry of surprise, Gaoyun's jade-like face flushed red.
What's going on? Didn't she ask me to enter the tent to discuss matters? Why is she bathing? Sultan, having lived two lives, naturally understood this situation. After a brief moment of confusion, he quickly reacted, picked Gaoyun up from the water by the waist, and walked towards the large bed.
The two maids were very "sensible" and obediently withdrew.
Gaoyun's cheeks were crimson, her waterfall-like beautiful hair hung down, intentionally or unintentionally covering her chest, and her pair of exquisite jade feet were playfully curled up.
The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman. They spent a sleepless night until the sun rose.
"Uh," Sultan stretched lazily and happily, smiling as he asked the beauty beside him, "Did Biji sleep well last night?"
Gaoyun cast a flirtatious glance, "This humble one, with her willow-like figure, could not withstand the Great Taiji's vigorous spirit."
This instantly made the young man's confidence explode. When a person is happy, they start making promises. "Biji, don't worry. With me here, I will never let others bully you and your son. Come back to Yingsuo River City with me. Good days are still ahead."
The beauty was truly skilled. First, she pretended to be happy and acted as if she wanted to go to Yingsuo River City. Then, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she softly complained, "I also want to stay with the Great Taiji forever, but there is still one matter that I cannot leave behind."
"Oh, what is it? Just say it. I will make decisions for you."
"After my late husband's death, according to the rules, the inheritance should be jointly inherited by his sons. But that Khatun Saihanzhu is arrogant and domineering, giving the entire inheritance to her son Oqiertu, not a single bit to my son Abalai. How can this be tolerated? I plan to appeal this matter to all the Taijis at the tribal assembly when electing the chief, and only after fighting for my son's inheritance will I go to Yingsuo River City to find you. Is that alright?"
"Is that so?" Sultan hesitated for a moment. It was not easy to capture this woman's Otok. If he let her stay here to fight for the inheritance, what if she went back on her word after he led his army away?
"Great Taiji, I will come to find you after I regain the inheritance. You also want my dowry to be more substantial, so that I will have more prestige after marrying you, right?" Gaoyun's voice was sweet and soft, instantly confusing the transmigrator who had lived two lives. Not only did he spit out the meat that was already in his mouth, allowing her to lead her people to continue staying in Sarato Hai, but he also gave her a batch of wealth to recruit soldiers and buy horses.
To vent his anger for the beauty, Sultan also plundered an Otok belonging to Oqiertu next to Sarato Hai, capturing three thousand herdsmen and a large number of livestock. Then, he led his army back.
After returning to Yingsuo River City, he transferred some of his subjects and the three thousand captured herdsmen, mixing them together, and established the seventh Great Taiji's direct Otok south of Lake Tus.
The purpose of this expedition was secondary to robbing people and wealth. The key was to seize pastures. After the expedition, the area of pastures owned by the Huit Tribe doubled. As long as there are pastures, there is no need to worry about not having subjects and livestock. The entire tribe presented a pleasing picture of prosperity.
