Messenger from tenger

At the Muu Undur's camp of Temuujin, you would smell the smoke of dried cow manure emitted from the gers mixed with the smell of steppe grass.

Without any pollution in the air, the stars are shining bright, without any obstruction.

Dorj has looked up above the skies. Mesmerized by the scene. In the modern times, thy city lights are brighter than the stars, and the air pollution are denser than the clouds making the stars hidden.

"Such a beautiful scene!" said Dorj.

'Neuralink, take a photo' instructed Dorj to his A.I chip in his head. While Dorj was in the interface of Neuralink, the warrior who was accompanying him poked from his back.

"Hey, move faster, lord Temuujin is waiting for you!" the Mongolian soldier said while poking him with handle of his saber.

"Yes, I understand" said Dorj, making a fake smile.p

In a mere minute, the soldier who is accompanying Dorj has brought him to the ger of

Temuujin.

When Dorj has entered the ger, there is a table in the middle which has sheep ankle bones scattered on top of it.

"Oh you have arrived, Dorj was your name?" said Temuujin while he raised one of his eyebrow.

Next to Temuujin, on the left side of the ger, there is a male shaman who is holding a drum murmuring in a soft voice.

"Sit, young man" said Temuujin, pointing towards a seat in front of him.

'A shaman?' Dorj looked at the shaman, feeling unrest. Back in the 21st century, in Mongolia, shamans are either conman, or has too much expensive fee for a single ritual. Therefore it was the only service the rich can afford to have.

"You are either lucky or truly a messenger from tenger. We had a battle with Wan Khan's army nearby to our camp yesterday. To deceive our enemy, we have lighted many bonfires and erupted dummy soldiers in order to let our enemy believe that we have more soldiers than we have." said Temuujin briefly about the battle that has concluded yesterday at Muu undur.

"While they were believing we were still at our camp, I launched a surprise attacked from their rear back wounding the son of Wan KHan, Sengum." told Temuujin the story of his battle with Wan Khan.

"I understand." said Dorj, feeling happy that Temuujin's suspicion has subsided, and his chance to beheaded has got slim.

"But, there is one thing I must know, whenever I ask my chief shaman Khukhchu who is in the white ger pointing the place you are residing, he says that there is no person in the ger, therefore, I asked you to come here and ask my ancestors who you really are!" said Temuujin. Nodded towards Khukhchu shaman indicating to start his ritual.

'Boom, Boom, Boom...' a beat of drum started.

"humm, humm, humm...' the Khukhchu shaman murmured wild cries of nature, while he was making the ritual.

The fire in the ger started to sway, even though the entrance to the ger is closed.

The smoke that is emitted from the fire started to make shapes, circling the ger moving towards three directions in the ger.

You would find a faint silhouette of three person forming by the smoke.

'Wait, this is a shaman ritual made by Khukhchu shaman! The most powerful shaman in Mongolian history!' thought Dorj, feeling awe and amaze. Khukhchu shaman's story is written in The Mongol's secret history.

Dorj has never seen a real shaman making a ritual in his life. Therefore, he felt curious and awe at the same time.

Khukhchu shaman's voice started to change from mid forties to elderly.

'Hum, hum, hum, hum...' murmured Khukhchu Shaman.

"Temuujin, my child" said Khukhchu shaman, with an elderly voice and shaky movement.

"Khabul khan your great grandfathe is sitting on the west side of the ger,

Bartan baatar your grandfather is sitting left to you,

Yesukhai baatar your father is sitting right to you" said the spirit that occupies Khukhchu shaman.

"Oh father and Ancestors, there is a young man sitting in front of me, can you tell me if he is a messenger from Tenger?" asked Temuujin looking at the faint silhouettes of his ancestors.

Dorj's eyes widened. He felt fear for seeing actual spirits in front of him. He never believed about Shaman and Tenger but seeing actual silhouettes of person made by smoke made him astonished.

"Oh Temuujin, your ancestors tells me that

A boy who is sitting in front you is shrouded by mist,

At no time seen in the past, never born in the this era.

He is descended from the sky, brought by the will of tenger.

The decree of eternal sky, unveiled by your fate,

Great wisdom withim him, Hidden courage inside him,

Appoint him as your warrior you may see bloodshed of your enemies,

Appoint him as your minister you may see great prosperity in your land.

The messenger of the tenger whom appointed to serve you!" said Khukhchu shaman as if he is singing a poem.

Suddenly a lightning flashed, accompanied by a roar of thunder at the sky, and a gust of wind has opened the door to the ger.

The fire in the middlle of the ger has started to sway madly, making the smoky silhoettes fade away.

A lightning has flashed again in the sky, and the gust of wind entering the ger would make you feel shiver down your spine.

In the blink of moment when the lightning has illuminated the ger, a three meter high black shadow with reindeer horns has appeared behind Khukhchu shaman.

Temuujin and Dorj looked at the tall shadowy figure, making Khukhchu shaman feel insecure, as if something has risen to his back.

'Huu, Huu' a loud sound of breathing of a creature could be heard behind Khukhchu shaman. When he turned back, he can see the incarnation of a wild spirit, making his eyes bulge from his fear.

As soon as Khukhchu shaman met with the eyes of the creature, the shadowy creature hit Khukhchu shaman with a blunt object that it was holding.

Khukhchu shaman has fainted on the spot, losing his grip to his drum and beat.

"Bang" the drum has fallen down on the ground, and with Khukhchu shaman fainted, the gust of wind subsided.

With a last flash of the lightning, the shadowy creature has dissappeared as if it was never been here.

The door of the ger has shut again, while the fire has stopped swaying and making the sound of occassional sizzling.

"Is he alive?" said Temuujin, feeling fear from the creature that interupted the ritual to have killed Khukhchu shaman.

Dorj, who has leaned been backwards due to his fear, get up, got near to Khukhchu with shaky legs.His hand was shaky, but he touched the neck vein of Khukhchu shaman, feeling weak pulse.

"He is still alive my lord." said Dorj looking at Temuujin.

Temuujin, felt ease and took a deep breath and contemplated the evemt that has happened.

'This must be a sign from Tenger. I must not pry into the fate of the messenger of Tenger, or else the consequences may be severe' thought Temuujin in his mind, looking at Dorj.

"So, messenger of Tenger, I believe you now. You are here to be my servant! What position do you want under my banner?" asked Temuujin.

Dorj, who was holding Khukhchu shaman, preventing from him to fall on the ground looked at Temuujin, feeling anxious.

'Messenger of Tenger? I really may be one now. It may explain the reason my time travelling to this era.' thought Dorj.

'But, what can I do? I am no one, but a mere high school student! I can't lead an army, or make Temuujin the famous Genkhis Khan in the future....' a silent has spread into the room.

Dorj, unlike any other servant of Temuujin was making a long direct eye contact with him. Due to Dorj being raised in the modern times, for not being someone's subordinate for his entire life.

"So, Dorj was your name? What would be your answer, what position do you want?" said Temuujin, with a tone of urging.

Dorj was thinking as hard as he can, in the 13th century his life skills are meaningless.

'I can't light a fire in the wild, I can't hunt a wild boar in the forest, I don't have experience in leading a team! What can I do, all my skills are useless in the 13th century' thought Dorj.

'Wait a minute! Ofcourse, This is the 13th century! I am a high school student and I have a neuralink with thousands of Engineering books! With the knowledge from the future I can bring vast changes to this era!' thought Dorj.

"My lord, can I become an Inventor at your army?" asked Dorj with a weak voice.

"Inventor? Like the astrologers in the Western Xia dynast?" asked Temuujin looking surprised.

If Dorj asked him to make him a general, he would gladly appoint him as a general. But an inventor? How that may assist him in the war?

"Are you sure Dorj?" asked Temuujin.

"Yes my lord." replied Dorj with a firm determination. With his Neuralink and thousands of textbooks, if he cannot be an Inventor in the 13th century, then you must really shame on you!

"Then Dorj, from now on, you would be my Minister of Military Inventions from now on be present at all of the Khuraldais, you would have monthly salary of hundred of silver coins or a gold coin. I will give you a ger to live,huard to protect you, and a horse to ride.You can hire ten people to your Ministry. If you make a great contribution, then I will consider your Ministry to be expanded." commanded Temuujin.