Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 82 Da Xi Chang Ru (Part )

"Although Shaboluo was severely weakened by the Datou and Khitan hunting, judging by the scale of his tent, his strength should not be underestimated."

After entering the felt tent, Lu Shang sat cross-legged, and Wei Cheng, Xin Yongfeng and Shang Silang also sat on the ground.

In response to Wei Cheng's words, Lü Shang said softly, "More than that, he should not be underestimated. After all, he was once the Great Khan of the Turks."

"At its peak, the Turkic Khanate was able to force Northern Qi to pay tribute and Northern Zhou to offer marriages. Even a powerful figure like Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou had to send a daughter of the royal family to secure border security. Back then, the Turkic cavalry was powerful, their territory vast, and they were feared by all."

"Although it has been split into two, the Shaboluo faction remains a force that cannot be ignored."

Thinking of the several auras lingering in Shabolue's golden tent, Lu Shang narrowed his eyes.

These auras are either violent or ferocious, and I think they are all from the witch cult masters who support Shabolue.

Although the Western Turkic leader claimed that he had the full support of the cult, Shabolue was the Great Khan of the Turks after all, and there were still a considerable number of cult members who were willing to follow the descendants of the Ili Khan.

With these experts guarding him, ordinary people can't get close to Shabolue at all.

"My lord, Zi'an has distributed the tents prepared by Shaboluo Khan to the troops."

Just as Lu Shang and others were marveling at the powerful strength of the Turks, the military officer Fang Zi'an walked into the tent and reported to Lu Shang.

The people of the Central Plains measured population by household, while the Turks used tents, with one tent representing five to ten people. The Turks prepared a thousand tents for Lü Shang to house the Sui army.

"sit,"

Lu Shang raised his hand, motioning for Fang Zi'an to sit down, and said, "Zi'an, thank you for your hard work during this period."

"You are a civil servant, accompanying a group of us warriors from the capital Daxing to Baidaochuan, a journey of thousands of miles. It must be difficult for you."

Fang Zi'an whispered, "My lord, you are too kind. I have been selected by you to serve as a military officer. It is my duty to accompany the army."

Lu Shang nodded slightly and praised, "Zi'an, you are very thoughtful. Thanks to you for coordinating military supplies and arranging materials along the way, the army has not suffered from hunger and starvation, and the military preparations are intact. I feel very relieved to have you by my side!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zi'an bowed and said, "My lord, you are too kind. I have only done my bit, so how dare I take credit for it?"

Glancing at the cautious Fang An, Lu Shang smiled and shook his head. He then asked everyone in the tent, "What do you think of Shabolue?"

Xin Yongfeng said directly: "He can bend and stretch, he looks heroic on the outside, but he is resourceful on the inside."

Wei Cheng also spoke up, saying, "He appears generous on the outside, but he's actually very sharp."

Shang Silang echoed, "He appears open-minded on the outside, but his heart is like a deep pool, its bottom hard to see."

Lu Shang nodded and said, "You all said it very clearly. Shaboluo is a man who is well versed in expediency and is a person who cannot be underestimated."

We cannot assume that Shabolue was a mediocre person just because he was first defeated by Daxi Changru and then by Datou and Awa.

The reason why Shabolue was able to ascend to the throne of Khan was because he was unanimously supported by the Turkic people. It can be said that it was the will of the people.

A person who is admired by the majority of Chinese people has his own personal charm. His ability should not be underestimated based on his temporary success or failure.

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Inside the golden tent, after sending Kehadun Yuwen back to her felt tent, Shabolue sat cross-legged on the Khan's throne, gazing deeply at the lights in the tent.

Outside the tent, the neighing of the Turkic cavalry could be heard from time to time. This had once given him the confidence to roam the grasslands, look down upon the desert, and intimidate the world. But now, it seemed to remind him of the predicament of the present, which was different from the past.

"That bastard Datou colluded with the Khitan and tried to kill me all. Humph, did he really think that my Shetu was doomed?" Shabolue snorted coldly, his fists unconsciously clenched, and his knuckles turned white.

"If I can't get it, you can't get it either."

At this moment, behind the curtain, a sound of light footsteps came from afar.

Shabo raised his head and saw the curtain being slowly opened. An old man with a hunched figure but steady steps walked in. He was dressed in a black robe, his face was wrinkled, and his eyes were deep and bright.

"Master," Shabolue was startled when he saw the old man and quickly stood up to greet him.

The old man raised his hand slightly, indicating that Shaboluo did not need to be polite. Seeing Shaboluo's slightly depressed look, he frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Shetu, you are a descendant of the Canglang. The blood of the Canglang flows in your bones. You must have the nature of a wolf."

His gaze was like a torch, staring directly into Shaboluo's eyes, as if to burn away all the cowardice in his heart. He said slowly: "As a descendant of Yili, don't worry about temporary success or failure, honor or disgrace. Back then, the Turks were just slaves of the Rouran. Where is the Rouran now?"

"You should learn from your grandfather, the Ili Khan. He was ambitious, aspirational, wise, and decisive. This is what your grandfather, the Ili Khan, Ashina Tumen, was like. This is what you should learn from him!"

Shabo lowered his head slightly and said, "Yes, Master."

Shaboluo followed the old man's words as if they were his guiding principles, not only because the old man was his teacher and was like a father to him, but also because the old man was the only great witch in the witch cult who supported him.

The Great Shaman of the Witch Cult, Yildiz!
Yildiz, which means "star" in Turkic languages, symbolizes mystery and distance, and implies hope and guidance.

Yildiz whispered, "Shetu, what do you think of the Sui generals who came to the yazhang today?"

Shaboluo pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "The leader, Lü Shang, looks young, but he is calm and reserved, definitely not an ordinary person. The others behind him have a restrained aura and their minds are in tune with each other, so they also look like they are not ordinary people."

Yildiz nodded slightly, a flicker of approval in his eyes. He sighed, "The fact that you can see this proves that you have a good eye. All my years of teaching have paid off. Alas, the Central Plains is truly the center of Jambudvīpa. It has great fortune, outstanding people, and a land of natural beauty. It's incomparable to us Turks."

He walked into the tent, his finger gently running over the animal hide map hanging on the tent wall, and said, "I still don't quite understand Lu Shang, but I can see some of his three generals' backgrounds."

Perhaps Lu Shang did not realize that there was a great witch of the Wu Cult who was comparable to an earthly immortal in the tent, who was silently observing Lu Shang and others.

Shabdullah was curious and asked, "Master, what did you see?"

Yildiz murmured, "I saw the destiny of the Sui Dynasty."

Shabolue seemed to be thinking about something and asked, "Destiny?"

"Fate, it cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken of,"

Yildiz smiled inexplicably.

Among all the great witches in the witch cult, he may not be the best fighter, but he is definitely the one who has gone the deepest and furthest in the way of divination.

In these three people, he saw the defeat of Datou Khan, the fall of three generals, and even more so, the crumbling destiny of the Sui Dynasty and the rising power of the Turkic monarchy.

Seeing this, what else could Yildiz ask for?

(End of this chapter)