Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 295 Chapter 295, Gushi Khan was assassinated, Zhu Cihong approached Lhasa
What happened in Lhasa is just the beginning, not the end.

Gushi Khan's sudden choice of breaking up undoubtedly caused a huge shock to the whole city, and the events that followed were beyond Gushi Khan's expectations.

Buddhism is a very amazing religion. In fact, it does not have an advantage in India, where it originated. It can even be said that basically no one believes in it, but it blossoms and bears fruit outside India.

There are traces of various sects of Buddhism in Southeast Asian countries, Qinghai-Tibet, and even the Central Plains and Japan.

Among them, when it comes to the firmness of belief, the Tibetan branch is undoubtedly one of the best.

When beliefs are strong, there will be people willing to sacrifice their lives to defend them.

So that night, Gushi Khan suffered an assassination.

This time the assassination did not come from the monk class, but from the chief guard around Gush Khan.

No matter who the king is, the one who can be appointed as the chief guard must be an absolute confidant in his confidant, but it is such a confidant who quietly entered the palace in the dark when Gushi Khan was sleeping soundly, and pulled out a dagger Come, I want to deal a fatal blow to Gushi Khan.

Gushi Khan was very lucky. The concubine who accompanied him that day was a light sleeper and loyal enough concubine. The concubine woke up when he heard the footsteps of the chief guard. From time to time, he screamed again, and desperately blocked the fatal blow for Gushi Khan.

Gushi Khan, who was awakened by the screams, rolled out of bed almost immediately, and chose to run away immediately after noticing the assassination of the chief guard.

The chief guard followed closely, and he was about to complete the second blow, but he fell down in a hurry.

The assassination operation completely failed, and other loyal guards rushed in and subdued the chief guard.

Looking at the little concubine who had already passed away on the bed, Gushi Khan pulled out his long sword in anger, and chopped off the right arm of the chief guard.

"Tell me, why are you doing this!" Gushi Khan said sternly.

The huge pain made the chief guard's face pale as paper, but the chief guard still answered stubbornly.

"King Khan, you should never have disobeyed the Buddha, defiled the holy land of Buddhism, imprisoned those eminent monks, and robbed countless treasures of the holy land!"

Only then did Gushi Khan come back to his senses, and realized that the chief guard was actually one of the members interceding for the eminent monks at that time.

Gushi Khan couldn't believe it: "You have followed Ben Khan for 30 years, so Buddha is more important in your heart than Ben Khan?"

The head guard smiled: "In my heart, the Buddha is above everything else!"

Gushi Khan didn't want to listen any more, and cut off the head of the chief guard with a sword.

Although the head fell to the ground, the firm smile on his face was still shining brightly under the light of the torch.

The next day, Gushi Khan fell ill.

At this juncture, Gushi Khan, who is the backbone, suddenly fell ill, which undoubtedly made everyone in Lhasa even more anxious.

The Heshuo cavalry were still roaming fiercely in the city, capturing people who were said to be related to the monks one after another.

New rumors spread in the city, and everyone knew that the eminent monks and monks planned to launch a rebellion to overthrow Gushi Khan and pledge allegiance to the Ming Dynasty.

At the beginning, some people were beheaded, and the bloody heads were hung on the city wall one by one, and everyone who entered the city could see it as long as they looked up.

The vultures hovered in the air and neighed excitedly, but the hearts of the people who heard the cries of the vultures were heavy.

Numerous monks have long been integrated into the city of Lhasa. All Lhasa people have to deal with monks in their daily life and various festivals. Under such circumstances, everyone can be suspected of being an accomplice of the monks.

The most important thing is Gushhan's disease.

Will this sweater die of illness?

If this is the case, what will be the direction of Heshuo Te in the face of the situation where foreign enemies are constantly approaching?
Fortunately, five days later, Gushi Khan appeared again.

This time, Gushi Khan directly asked the eminent monk to be brought in front of him alone, and gave an ultimatum.

"Total allegiance to the Khan, or death."

The monk was silent for a long time, then let out a sigh.

"King Khan, you have entered the magic barrier, why don't you just put down the butcher knife?"

After Gushi Khan heard this sentence, he suddenly laughed hysterically.

"Ben Khan has come all the way to the present, relying on this butcher knife in his hand. If you want Ben Khan to put down the butcher knife now, wouldn't that be tantamount to asking Ben Khan to seek his own death?"

After the laughter stopped, Gushi sweated coldly and spoke.

"You won't die, at least not now. But after Ben Khan defeats the Han people, the Khoshot Khanate will need a new reincarnated monk. Don't worry, Ben Khan will make good arrangements."

The eminent monk sighed again and was taken away without saying a word.

Zhu Cihong heard about what happened in Lhasa when he was about a hundred miles away from Lhasa.

It was not a monk who told Zhu Cihong these things, but a Heshuot Mongolian general.

After hearing the news of Zhu Cihong's arrival, General He Shuote, named Watulu, took the initiative to lead [-] cavalry to surrender.

This made Zhu Cihong not only pleasantly surprised, but also a little puzzled: "You said that your residence is in the east of the former Damingduo Gandusi? Then why did you come all the way to surrender to the palace?"

Watulu's words were quite sincere: "I originally came to gather in Lhasa under the order of Gushi Khan, but I learned all the details of the Qinghai War on the way, so I decided to surrender to Your Highness."

Zhu Cihong was dumbfounded when he heard the words.

Who said that the Mongols can only fight and kill, and the surrendered General He Shuote in front of him is obviously very good at judging the situation!

Zhu Cihong pinched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "According to what you said, the monk class in the entire city of Lhasa has actually been wiped out by Gush Khan, right?"

Watulu nodded and said: "That's right. Many monks are still alive right now because the King Khan doesn't want to cause too much turmoil. If the King Khan still retains Lhasa after this battle, I'm afraid that among these monks Most people can only end up being pecked at by birds."

Zhu Cixiang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then let's march quickly."

Waturu stopped talking.

Zhu Cihong smiled and said, "Let's talk."

Watulu said softly: "To tell you the truth, the prince, in fact, you can march later, or even choose to retreat."

Zhu Cihong said: "Why?"

Vatulu said: "In that case, Gush Khan's character will definitely kill many monks. Gush Khan thought he was the ruler here, but he didn't know that the people at the bottom really listened to the monks. Once Gushri Khan breaks with the monks, it will be tantamount to breaking with the low-level people in the whole of Tibet, and His Royal Highness will march again at that time, and he will be sure to win."

(End of this chapter)