Huo Du's Notes

I was taken back to the Mongolian military camp by my senior brother Gu Yang. After meeting my master, I met the third son of Genghis Khan’s original spouse, the future Ogedai Khan, accompanied by him the next day.

This is a person with a lot of color in history.

Genghis Khan knew how to use people well, and arranged different duties for the four sons according to their talents and specialties.

The eldest son Shuchi was in charge of hunting, the second son Chagatai was in charge of the law, the youngest son Tuolei was in charge of the army, and the third son Okuotai was entrusted with the great responsibility of ruling the government.

This also fully expresses Temujin's lofty ambitions and the vision of a generation of kings.

Logically speaking, his youngest son, Tuo Lei, was the most favored by him, and he was also a very good military strategist. With the habit of the youngest sons of the Mongols to keep their children, it is understandable that he was entrusted with important tasks.

But this profound and general Mongolian founding monarch knew well that after him, Mongolia needed a politician to consolidate and develop the empire he founded and complete his unfinished business, not just a military man who conquered cities. Home.

The third son Wo Kuotai is resourceful and resourceful, and his ability to govern the country is more comprehensive than the youngest son Tuo Lei.

Starting from the future of the Mongolian Empire, Genghis Khan restrained his love for his young son, employed people according to their talents, broke the old Mongolian tradition, and promoted Okuotai as the heir.

And this Wokuotai Khan did not live up to his father's trust.

After he succeeded to the throne, he continued his father's will, continued to expand the territory, went south to destroy the Jin Dynasty, and made an expedition to Europe.

It is undeniable that Genghis Khan and his descendants did indeed establish the largest empire on earth as far as I know.

It's just that whether it's him or his descendants, from a human point of view, it's hard for me to have a good impression of them.

According to historical records, because a small Mongolian army was wiped out under the city of Maru, Torrey, the fourth son of Genghis Khan, immediately besieged Maru with 7 elite troops.

This is understandable, even if I have the conditions, I would probably do it.

But what happened next was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Chief Maru was defeated by Torrey's army and surrendered out of the city. Tuolei first falsely promised not to kill them, but after entering the city, he left only 400 craftsmen and massacred the rest of the residents and soldiers.

In that one battle alone, as many as 70 people died, and Maru City was razed to the ground.

And this is not him, let alone the only massacre of the Genghis Khan Legion.

This is also the most fundamental reason why I cannot accept my entry into the Mongolian army.

When I read these historical stories in the past, I just felt that the Mongolian warriors might still have a strong primitive blood in their bones, or even animal nature.

It is this kind of animal blood that allows this fighting nation to run rampant in the world, but at the same time, this bloodline also regards human life as nothing.

What's even more frightening is that their behavior of treating people's lives as worthless is not even limited to the enemy.

In June of a certain year when Wo Kuotai was in power, there were rumors among his subordinate tribes that the King Khan would have an edict to match the girls of the tribe.

This is roughly equivalent to the drafts in the palaces of the past dynasties. It is the same as the history we are familiar with. It is very normal. People who get this news are busy marrying their daughters, and some simply send them to the man's family.

This can be said to be something that everyone has tacitly understood.

But Wo Kuotai was furious after hearing the news, and issued an edict to gather all the girls over the age of 7 from the tribe, and the married ones were recovered from their husbands' homes. A total of more than 4000 girls were involved in this catastrophe.

It is said to be a catastrophe because——

When all the girls were gathered together, Wo Kuotai ordered the soldiers to humiliate them in public.

Among them, two girls were killed on the spot, and some of the rest were sent to the harem, some were rewarded to servants, some were sent to brothels and embassy houses to serve tourists, and some were taken by the people present.

And the most cruel thing is: when they are abused by many soldiers, their father, brother and relatives must stand by and watch, and they cannot complain or cry.

This kind of thing is unacceptable and understandable to me.

This is out of the scope of what a person can do, and it is a complete beast.

And now, I'm dealing with such a beast.

Fortunately, my only reputation in various tribes in Mongolia is that I have devoted myself to Buddha since childhood, and I even have a master who is profound in Buddhism to testify.

Now I just want to prove that I, a Buddhist, have been away from Mongolia for many years and are absolutely harmless to them.

In addition, Genghis Khan has already issued a decree not to harm the descendants of Jamuka. If Wo Kuotai can be moved, it should not be impossible for me to leave.

However, I am still a little naive.

Before following Master to see Okuotai, Jebe took me to see my father's old ministry first.

Some of those people are very familiar to me, some I just know, and most of them just met once or twice, but without exception, they all know me, the only difference is: I am still a free man, while they all become slaves.

Torre can massacre cities, and Okudei can order people to rape/violate young girls in public. Temujin's descendants have never been soft on my tribe.

They were not blessed with my grandfather's death.

There is a saying that it is better to see once than to hear a hundred times, which is absolutely true.

There is another saying, called knowing is easier than doing, and it is also a wise saying.

If I were able to harden my heart before, saying that I was just a lonely soul, I didn’t have any deep feelings for my relatives and friends here, and I would not stay in Mongolia for anyone.

But after a stick of incense, I changed my mind after seeing the situation of my father's remnants with my own eyes.

Maybe, I will never be able to treat human life like a real Mongolian warrior.

At least, after seeing the inhuman treatment they received, I couldn't walk away without seeing it.

I want to save them.

Then there is only one way to go - strength.

The almost primitive animal nature of the Mongols also includes the worship of the strong.

I had to prove not only that I was a harmless Buddhist, but that I was a very strong harmless Buddhist.

Perhaps, it was already doomed from the moment of the hand-to-hand confrontation with Jebe.

The tie with the master not only surprised the master, senior and junior, but also made Wo Kuotai look at me differently.

And I swore to surrender and made peace with my master, and finally he promised to give the remaining hundreds of people in my father's old army the status of civilians, and pardoned them.

A person who is dedicated to Buddhism but has outstanding skills is really an outlier in Mongolia.

Originally, Wo Kuotai was somewhat on guard against me, but half a year has passed, except that I was occasionally recruited by him to work as a bodyguard, almost all the time I practiced with my master, regardless of worldly affairs.

However, I accidentally mentioned to the master some of the health-preserving techniques I learned from my relationship with the ancient tomb, which aroused his great interest.

When I rescued him on the battlefield for the second time, he became less guarded against me and recommended me to Temujin.

For Jamuka's sake, Temujin treated me well.

Like Wo Kuotai, it is impossible for him to let me take up any important position, but because I have learned some basic medical skills from my master, I am now a guard and doctor in name.

However, there are at least masters and senior brothers on Wokuotai's side, but here I am really the only one left.

As for those tribesmen who have regained their freedom, I have told them to try their best to integrate into the new tribe and stop thinking about the past.

With the exception of a very small number of diehards, the rest of the people heeded my advice and stopped trying to contact me.

During this period, when Temujin's Ministry was expanding everywhere, there were constant battles.

For me, every day is like hell.

However, I am a person who is used to having fun while suffering, so I won't embarrass myself too much.

Moreover, I met the mother of Guo Daxia and the healthy and beautiful Princess Huazheng.

Whenever the two appear together, they are happy and harmonious. If they can really become mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, it will be a good story.

It's just that when I think about their endings, one died in Mongolia, and the other fled to the Western Regions, I have nothing to say.

Besides, my status is embarrassing, and it's not easy for me to make friends with the two of them.

But very soon, I heard the news that the golden knife consort returned to Mongolia.

Later, there were many rumors that he was invincible all the way and invincible.

This was probably when Guo Jing said he would go back to Mongolia to marry Princess Huazheng, fell out with Huang Rong, and joined the anti-golden army with some beggar gang disciples.

It's a pity that the eccentric and elf Huang girl is elusive, and I have not been able to see her face so far, which I have to say is a pity.

Thinking about it again, Guo Jing was caught between her and Princess Huazheng, it was really difficult for him.

I didn't have the chance to meet Huang Rong, but I had a good impression of both Guo Mu and Hua Zheng. Although it was inconvenient to persuade them directly, I still secretly left a note to Lu Youjiao, telling him to pay attention to Guo Jing's mother's safety.

Then I was sent to the Wokuotai Department as a doctor, and I fought with the army for several months, but I also saved some people.

To be able to save lives in war is a redemption for me.

It is precisely because of this that I did not change my original intention in the bloody cold weapon war.

I still yearn for the leisurely days under Zhongnan Mountain, and I still don't want to go back all the time.

Two days after returning to Temujin's Ministry, I adjusted my breath and meditated for two days, and found that my internal strength had increased a lot.

This is something I only discovered in the past two years. The [-]/[-] tense state in the war is only much more intense than the special training with Master Diao.

Moreover, this is a real battlefield, if one is accidentally killed on the spot, the enemy will not be as lenient as Master Diao.

As a doctor in the army, although I didn't directly go to the battlefield to kill people, I can feel the tense atmosphere.

Correspondingly, my cultivation base and the experience of fighting against the enemy have improved by leaps and bounds.

Now I am more than [-]% sure that I can defeat the master.

Nine Suns Divine Art is indeed one of the best cheats in the world of Jin Yong's martial arts.

But this is not for nothing. Now I have at least a dozen scars of various kinds on my body. Although they are not fatal, they force me to constantly improve myself without exception.

"Hey, what do you think this golden knife son-in-law thinks, how can he leave the princess behind?"

"Then how do I know, anyway, if I'm killed, I won't leave, Princess Huazheng has a good heart, and the golden knife son-in-law is really blind!"

……

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he heard two soldiers chatting not far away.

I was taken aback, didn't I?

After a little inquiring, I was finally sure that I, a little butterfly, couldn't change anything.

Guo's mother Li Ping is dead, Guo Jing rebelled, and the power of the original master is unmatched.

A few months later, news came that Princess Huazheng had avoided the Western Regions, which made me even more sure of this.

But no matter how the plot of Shooting the Condor develops, my life is still the same monotonous and boring.

However, if the historical records are correct, Genghis Khan's days are numbered.

ten years