The desolate sound of trumpets pierced the night sky, and the dark clouds beside the full moon were swept away. The clear moonlight shone on the grassland, and the golden top of the king's tent shone brightly. Everyone stroked their left chests and bent down, bowing to welcome the arrival of the Dharma King Badorje.

The Dharma King Badorje raised his single palm and said, "I wish you good luck and blessing you." The Dharma King, who is over 70 years old, has his head barefoot, half an inch long short hair as snow, has a rosy face, a black eyebrows and an eagle-eyed look, is wearing a big red robe, is tall and thin, and has a loud voice.

Tizhu said: The grassland is facing disasters, and I hope the Dharma King will help you.

You have to be polite, Ba Dorje is a desert man and a child of the grassland, so he should do his best. Saint, let’s get in the account and discuss it. Ba Dorje smiled amiably.

Tizhu led the way in front, and then the Dharma King followed, behind the Dharma King were the four masters, Lehabenhukalu and Lule, Kunbo and Liman turned their inquiring eyes to the objects held by the four masters, including boxes and plates, which contained the gifts brought by the Dharma King. The others surrounded the master and the venerable and entered the golden tent, and the empty golden tent was immediately crowded.

Tizhu gave the center position to the Dharma King Badorje, and he knelt on his side and poured tea for the Dharma King. The four masters sat cross-legged behind the Dharma King, and the master and the venerable stood behind them. The tribe chiefs sat cross-legged at the table in turn, turning their expectant eyes to the Dharma King sitting in the middle.

After taking the butter tea served by Tizhu with both hands, the Dharma King took it and put it on the table, and praised with a smile: The saint's mind is skillful, and oil and tea are inseparable.

The Dharma King came to the tent, dispersed the dark clouds in the sky, brought the will of immortality, and gave good luck to the children of the grassland. Tizhu carried a copper pot and poured butter tea to the four masters in turn.

The Dharma King and the people in the royal court made a few words. When Tizhu mentioned the butter teapot and came to her side, she picked up the tea bowl and blew it gently, took a sip and praised: It's so fragrant, I can't drink enough butter tea in the grassland, and the taste melted into the bones of the grassland people.

Tizhu filled the butter tea in the Dharma King's bowl, handed the teapot to the maid, and knelt on his knees and said: The evil wolf came to the grassland, but the eagles were fighting each other, and the flock of sheep felt confused and uneasy. Outside the tent, Tizhu didn't know how to lead everyone through the cold winter.

As he said that, Tizhu's eyes turned red. The sadness and grievances of these days finally broke through the surface strength and turned into hot tears. King Badorje gently patted Tizhu's hand and said softly like a kind old man comforting his granddaughter: The saint has been burdened by the grassland, Badorje brought the divine will of Changshengtian this time. Changshengtian will drive away the jackals and wolves with the children of the grassland, so that the grassland can resume singing and laughter.

The kings and chiefs of the tribe all stood up and strode their chests and said: Please ask the Dharma King to bless the grassland.

Badorje smiled faintly and said: The people of Zheng are like evil wolves who want to steal the place where we live. If they lose the grassland, we all become losers and have nowhere to sing and graze. Therefore, the Heaven of Changsheng passed on the will to every child on the grassland to abandon their hatred and deal with foreign evil wolves together.

Everyone responded in unison: May you follow the will of the God of Eternal Life.

Tizhu knew that these people responded well, but in fact they had their own thoughts, and they were afraid that they would be unable to work together in front of powerful enemies. A keen flashed in the eyes of King Badorje and said: I have issued a grassland recruitment order, and ordered the messengers to pass them to all directions of the grassland, so that all the tribe warriors who received the recruitment order came to the royal court to gather, and the children of the grassland should work together to deal with external forces.

Tizhu is very happy

The grassland is vast and boundless, with thousands of miles from north to south, east to west, and countless tribes are scattered on the grassland. The royal court is the place where the tent of the sweat is located, and it is also the most plump place in the grassland water plants. The tribes gathered here are only 30% of the grassland tribes. If the tribe warriors scattered around the world can come, the grassland light cavalry will exceed one million, which is no less than Zheng Jun. Tizhu looked at the Dharma King gratefully, and this gift is not light.

The flock of sheep cannot be without the leader, and fighting with the Zheng army cannot be without unified command. The Dharma King smiled and pointed at the master Kalu beside him. Kalu stood up and took out two flags from the wooden box beside him to spread them, one was the sun flag and the other was the moon flag.

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Dharma King Badorje glanced at everyone and said: The sun flag and the moon flag are holy objects of the great sect, representing the authority of the great sect. When the Zheng people attacked, the generals of the Sadu Cult and the royal court fought against the Zheng army together for unified command. For unified command, the two flags were temporarily handed over to the saint. If anyone disrespects the sun and moon flags, they will be regarded as abducted.

Kalu handed the flag to Tizhu and smiled and said: The saint holds the sun and moon flag and orders everyone in Sadus to obey the command of the saint, including the Dharma King.

The Dharma King said: Kalu knew the situation of Zheng people very well, so he asked him to help out some ideas with the saint. Leha and Benhu had some skills, so the saint might as well take them to guard them, and they would use them to kill generals and seize the flag on the battlefield. The saints could disperse them into the light cavalry. These people had some courage and could do some strength when competing with the Zheng army. The waiters and the saints of the great sect only arranged at will. I have told them that your order is my order and they will not violate them.

Tizhu bowed deeply to the Dharma King and said: Since the three masters are by my side, the sun and moon flags are handed over to the masters. If I need it, I will tell the three masters directly. How should the masters and the Venerables place them, and I will talk about it after discussion.

Ba Dorje nodded. The Sun and Moon Flag was indeed more reliable in handing over the hands of Kalu and his men than to the saint. The saint Tizhu was meticulous. If he could overcome the difficulties this time, the grassland would definitely flourish under her command.

Kalu took the Sun and Moon Flag back into the box and placed it beside Tizhu. With the Sun and Moon Flag in his hand, the people in the golden tent looked at Tizhu more awe.

Kunbo took the lead and said: Since the Dharma King let you take charge of the sun and moon flag, I will definitely obey your orders, brother.

Li Man was a little disappointed and expressed his opinion: The second brother will also respect the command of the Sun and Moon Flag.

Everyone in the audience expressed that they would obey Tizhu's instructions.

Regardless of whether these words were sincere or not, under the urging of the Dharma King, the grassland condensed together. Seeing that the butter tea in the Dharma King's bowl became shallow, Tizhu stood up and filled the tea for the Dharma King again, and said gratefully: The two gifts sent by the Dharma King have made Tizhu feel full of confidence. I wonder what the third gift is?

Badorje smiled gently and said: Saint, don’t be impatient. My second gift has not been delivered yet. What should I say when I have a sip of tea?

Tizhu said sweetly: Butter tea is fragrant and warm to the human body, and the gospel of the Dharma King warms people's hearts. May the Dharma King drink sweet butter tea bring beautiful gourmets to the children of the grassland. Let go of your worries at this moment, Tizhu

Restored some of the daughter's playfulness and liveliness.

Badorje nodded with a smile and signaled to Master Leha behind him to speak. Master Leha is the oldest of the four masters, with a face like iron cast without a smile. He held the precepts and punished those who violated the precepts. The disciples of the great sect were very awe of him and secretly called him the master's virtue (as fierce as fire).

Leha leaned over and opened the box and brought out a golden plate. Tizhu looked at the golden plate and said in shock. Everyone in the seat changed their colors, and there were two bloody heads on the golden plate.

The leader of the Bute Yashali tribe abandoned his people and fled, contrary to the divine will of the immortal god, the Dharma King ordered me to take their lives, and warned those who wanted to wait and see and protect themselves. Whoever wanted to learn from these two people, don't blame me for being ruthless. Leha said coldly and sharp eyes passed through the faces of everyone in the seat. Many leaders of the tribe were originally planning, but were swept by Leha's gaze, and immediately threw those little thoughts out of the clouds.

Badorje sighed: The grassland tribe was originally a family, and I was helpless in doing this extraordinary act. The saint asked someone to cremate their heads and bury them. I will personally save the dead souls for them. The Butte tribe and the Yashari tribe have been brought back by Leha. The saint must properly resettle the people of these two tribes, let them select new leaders and return to the grassland family.

The wolf guard standing beside the tent took the golden plate and took the head out. A faint smell of blood was lingering in the golden tent.

Seeing everyone in the golden tent with serious expressions, the Dharma King Badorje gently flicked his fingers on the tea bowl, and a soft sound was like a Buddha's voice. Everyone's minds were lighter and their eyes were focused on the Dharma King again.

He rushed to Hu, unfolding the last gift that I prepared for everyone. Badorje ordered.

Master Benhu smiled with kindness on his face, which was exactly the opposite of Leha. He stood up after hearing the sound, saluted Tizhu and everyone, and took out a bundle of cowhide from the box.

The surprise of the people turned into amazement as the cowhide spread. The whole cowhide was hanging, and it was extremely clear in the light of the torch. It was a marching map. Tizhu jumped up and quickly walked to the cowhide map. Find the place of the royal city in the middle of the map. His fingers moved quickly on the map. The garrisons of each grassland tribe were marked very clearly on the grassland.

Laerna Valley. Tizhu's finger fell on it and said softly: This place is more than 2,000 miles away from the royal court, and only more than 300 miles away from the Zheng people's Zhenbei City. How could Su Luman be so stupid? He came here to grazle. There were no other tribes around Laerna, so he could not find anyone if he wanted to ask for help.

Everyone in the seat stood up one after another and surrounded the marching map. Kunbo stared at Zhenbeicheng and said: Are Zheng troops stationed hundreds of miles around Zhenbeicheng? There are more than 600,000 Zheng troops here. Seeing the Zheng army's strict defense, it is difficult to launch an attack.

Liman noticed that more than ten channels had been formed between Zhenbeicheng and Baisheng Pass. He seemed to be able to see countless materials continuously entering the grassland through these channels to provide supplies to the Zheng army in the northern expedition. This is the real terrible thing.
Chapter completed!