Nomad life

Temuujin has summoned three guards from outside, two for moving Khukhchu shaman to his ger, and one to be appointed as Dorj's personal guard.

"I have appointed Dorj as my minister of military inventions. From this day onwards, you will be his personal guard and exempted from other military duties" instructed Temuujin pointing to a guard who has just came in.

"Yes my lord." the guard bowed, and left the ger along with Dorj.

When Dorj and the guard came out from the ger, the guard looked at Dorj suspiciously. Prior to delivering him to Temuujin, he was a mere prisoner of Temuujin. But right after he came out of the ger, he has become a nobleman. Thinking about how harshly he has treated Dorj before he delivered him to lord Temuujin, he felt he should amend the relationship, otherwise his future would be doomed.

"My lord, you are now my superior, do you have any instruction for me?" said the Guard, feeling miserable.

"Actually, we haven't introduced ourselves yet. My name is Dorj. It seems that you are several years older than me" said Dorj, extending his hand, and trying to shake his hand.

"My name is Jegei, I am currently 27 years old" said the guard. Looking at Dorj's extended hand with a puzzled look.

'Oh right, handshaking is a gesture from the western culture. People do not shake their hands when they introduce themselves. But the guard truly looked someone like who has reached his mid-forties' thought Dorj while he took his hand back in an awkward manner.

Perhaps in the modern times, people tend to look younger than their actual age. While in the 13th century, people age faster by the effect of long wind and sun exposure. Also, the average lifespan of the 13th century is shorter, therefore people get married early, and die early as well.

"I see, let's go to my ger, I have a some food left behind when you came into the ger. Let's have a quick chat while we eat" said Dorj.

In a minute, they have reached the white ger that used to prison Dorj. Now it's the ger that he will live in the future. You may say what's the difference? The difference is that he is not locked inside the ger anymore.

When Dorj and Jegei entered the ger, it was chill and dark. The fire that was lit has already been extinguished.

"Let me fire some dried cow manures," said Jegei, putting some dried cow manures along with some firewood into the leftover spark of the fire.

'Fuu' 'Fuu' Jegei has blown to the spark slowly, making the spark get lit.

Soon the fire has lit, and the room started to get bright and warm.

When the room has become warm, Dorj has took two seats near the fire and puts some wooden sticks into the meat, and started to roast the meat into the fire.

"Jegei, please have a seat. You are older than me. Don't follow the formalities when there is no one around" said Dorj while holding the cold meat on the fire.

"Yes, my lord." Jegei bowed to Dorj slightly and took the seat next to Dorj.

"Jegei, as you know, I came from a far away land. Can you please tell me about what is happening around Wan Khan and Temuujin?" asked Dorj in a serious tone.

Dorj may have come from the future, but if he tells Jegei about it, Jegei may think he is crazy. Therefore, he refrained to tell the truth to Jegei. Also because he is not good at history, he doesn't understand what's really going on around him.

"Wan Khan and Temuujin have the relationship of Godfather and child. The last year, which is the year of the black water dog (the year 1202 AD) Lord Temuujin and Wan Khan made a deal to attack the tribe of Taichuud altogether, but Wan Khan seek profit and war exploit so he attacked the Taichuud tribe without Temuujin. Only when he was about to get defeated, he asked Lord Temuujin to assist him. As requested, Temuujin sent his two generals Boorchi and Mukhulai. After Boorchi and Mukhulai have won the Taichuud..." said the Jegei, as if telling a story.

Dorj has listened to the story of Jegei and found a way to know what year it may be now...

'Teslabot, in lunar calendar, what year was the year of Black water dog in the 13th century?' asked Dorj from Teslabot in his mind.

'Ding. The year of Water dog was the year 1202.'

'Teslabot, what year is the year 1203 in the lunar calendar.

'Ding. The year of 1203 is Black water pig year'

"So, Jegei, how come Wan Khan and Lord Temuujin become enemies?" asked Dorj, interrupting the long tale which Jegei was telling.

"Oh, it's simple. After the battle with Taichuud, Temuujin wanted his eldest son Zuchi to marry Wan Khan's granddaughter. But the youngest son Sengum had a different opinion, and didn't let Temuujin be his daughter's father in Law. Temuujin's enemy Jamukha joined forces with wan Khan afterwards, and Altan, Daridai, and Khuchir betrayed Temuujin and joined forces with Wan Khan. They are the people who are throwing bone between Wan Khan and lord Temuujin." said Jegei.

/Throwing bone between people means to make people have fight with each other/.

"I understand now. So that is the reason why Wan Khan attacked Temuujin" confirmed Dorj.

"Lord, but is it true that you are the messenger of Tenger?" suddenly Jegei asked from Dorj.

Previously every Mongolians thought that Dorj was a self proclaimed messenger of Tenger, bringing the wrath of Temuujin upon himself to be locked in the white ger. But today he is appointed as the personal guard of Dorj, which makes him believe that lord Temuujin has verified Dorj's identity as the messenger of Tenger.

Upon hearing Jegei' question and innocent gaze towards him as if seeing a deity, Dorj couldn't help but tell a lie.

"Yes, Jegei, I am a messenger of thr Tenger" replied Dorj, while taking a deep breath.

Jegei's eyes become wide, while he become shocked he got up from his seat and started to kneel on his one knee and started to bow his head.

"I apologize for treating you badly your holiness." said Jegei while having apologetic eyes. This action was not an action of a person who is seeking for his own easeness, but an action of a person who truly devote to tbe Tenger.

"Jegei, please stand up, I am not older than you. How can a senior person kneel down to his junior?" asked Dorj while pulling Jegei upwards.

Jegei stood up, and looked at Dorj with awe and admiration.

"My lord, every Mongolians believe in the Tenger, the folk say that Temuujin is the favored son of the Tenger because he has bloodline of Burte wolf and got a clogged blood in his hand when he was born. But meeting with an actual messenger from Tenger one in a lifetime opportunity. Please, I must pay respect to you" insisted Jegei, and only after knowtowing three times did Jegei stand up and took his seat.

Seeing Jegei, the Mongolian warrior knowtowing to him, a mere highschool student was awkward, but Dorj understood one thing. It was Mongolians are a truly devotee in their belief. If they believe in someone or something, their belief are unbendable.

"Jegei, in the future, please don't knowtow to me again." pleaded Dorje, not knowing how to solve this situation.

"Yes I understand my lord, can you tell me how it looks like at the Tenger please? Does the fallen warrior goes to the Tenger and have limitless Airag there?" asked Jegei.

"In the Tenger, there are high and grand Gers, there is no war between tribes and a peaceful life. But even so if you drink too much Airag, in the Tenger hangover is still a headache for you." said Dorj, while trying to make up the environment about the Tenger, while recalling the modern lifestyle. Even though he has never drunk alcohol before the airag he drank at the Khuraldai, he knows that consuming too much alcohol gives headache, watched in the movies.

Just like this evening passed while Jegei and Dorj had a good long conversation. Dorj got the general situation about the current Mongolians, while Jegei got the fantasy of the Modern times.

The sun shone atop the mountains, which indicates that a new day has just begun to the Nomadic Mongols. Women woke up early to milk their cows, while the men started to gather and awaited their military commands.

The cold breeze of the fall indicates that to let their livingstock to survive, they need to find a place that has a good location for their livingstock, rich in grass and water during winter.

In a ger in the middle of the settlement, a loud sound of snoring could be heard.

"My lord, it's time to wake up" entered Jegei into Dorj's ger.

"What? It's time to wake up?" replied Dorj while yawning, and trying to open his eyes.

"Yes my lord we are retreating to Buir lake. Our current position is dangerous, so we are going to migrate. You must get up, otherwise people will dismantle the ger soon" warned Jegei to his lord.

Dorj couldn't sleep well and had only 4 hours of sleep last night, but after recalling the event that happened yesterday, he got motivated and stood up. After washing his face in a basin, he missed the hot shower from the modern times, but alas, it's the 13th century!

When he get out from the ger, all the people were preparing to migrate, either dismantling the ger and loading it on top of a cart pulled by camels or bulls or herding their living stock preventing them from getting away.

'Fuuuu' Dorj took a deep breath. The mild scent of livingstock and the cold breeze of fall could be smelt.

"Wow, such an amazing scene," said Dorj with high anticipation in his eyes. Because this is the most authentic atmosphere of ancient nomads who lives in 1203 AD.

'Neuralink, shoot this photo please' thought Dorj in his mind.