He also conquered the entire known world, but after his death the vast khanate fell apart and disappeared. One can easily deduce from this that physical strength alone is doomed to fail. GENGHIS KHAN: And the boundless ulus (nation) built by me will tomorrow become a prosperous eternal fortress. This ulus will be led by my descendants. Attila did not acquire descendants. Intoxicated by today’s victories, he did not think about tomorrow. BORTE: They say the ruler of the Chinese capital of Beijing gave you his seventeen-year-old daughter. How many wives does that make now? GENGHIS KHAN; I do not know. If you find the time, count for yourself. BORTE: They say that Attila died, suffocating in the arms of an eighteen-year-old beauty named Krimkel. There are many rulers in history who have found their inglorious end in the arms of young beauties. GENGHIS KHAN: So, what are you trying to say? Is this jealousy or a warning? BORTE: If I twitched with jealousy at your every young woman, wouldn’t I have burst a long time ago? I am also one of many poor Mongolian girls who are kept just to be bullied and violated. Is there anyone here who sincerely considers women to be human? I’m afraid that you, a ruler who has conquered half of the world, will be overtaken by death from a woman. GENGHIS KHAN: Is that all you wanted to say? No matter how many wives I take, your place is inviolable. You alone have the most honourable dignity of Khansha. BORTE: Even though they call me empress, the prefix ‘baba’ has not yet detached from me. GENGHIS KHAN: It is not worth it to get angry because of this; baba-khatun is an honourable nickname. BORTE: To our people, a cowardly man is called a ‘katyn’. GENGHIS KHAN: Well, in our people, there is a proverb: ‘The tribe which is ruled by a woman has an awful flavour’. I have already spoken with you about this. BORTE: Every second word of yours is ‘katyn’ (baba). You pronounce it with a kind of mockery in a humiliating fashion. Yes, we are all women. Both my mother and yours are women. If it weren’t for your mother, Hoelun, it remains to be seen whether you would have survived at all. In order not to starve to death, she
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