Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2401 Gunshots at Dawn!

Yarlung Zangbo's words resonated with many Mongolian tribal leaders.

They all felt that what Yarlung Zangbo said was right.

And the Dalai Lama Urgeng also gained a new understanding of the Yarlung Zangbo River. He is indeed a wise man on the grassland.

At the same time, he also remembered Duanwu's words.

Of course, he didn't know Duanwu's real name, he only knew the name Ye Xuwen.

The Dalai Lama of Wurigeng remembered Duanwu's words. Duanwu said that Yarlung Zangbo was most likely a spy of the Japanese.

But think about it the other way around, does the other side want to use your hand to eliminate the wise men on the grassland? At that time, the entire tribal alliance will be led by the other side and will eventually become opposed to the Japanese.

Thinking about it, Wurigeng Dalai Lama felt it was really terrifying. He almost fell into Ye Xuwen's evil scheme.

So the Wurigeng Dalai Lama snorted coldly and said, "Humph, this Ye Xiuwen is really treacherous. He told me before that Yarlung Zangbo is a spy of the Japanese. Now it seems that he wants to get rid of the wise men on our grassland and use us to contain the Japanese."

Another leader of the Buluo clan, Zelishi, echoed, "How could Yarlung Zangbo be a spy? That's a joke. That Japanese document was translated by Yarlung Zangbo. If he was a spy for the Japanese, would he have told us so much?"

"Yep!"

Other tribal leaders followed suit.

Yarlung Zangbo said, "The clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid. But from this incident, we can see the cunning of Ye Xiuwen. He just wants to provoke a war between us and the Japanese so that he can profit from it. And the leader of Wugan has completely fallen into the other party's plan, which will make it very difficult for us."

Wurigeng Dalai said: "What are you afraid of? We are looking for an opportunity to convince Wugan. If he insists on being an enemy of the Japanese, then we will kick him out of the tribal alliance."

But at this time, another tribal leader said worriedly: "Wu Gan is the largest tribe in our alliance. If we kick him out of the alliance, what will we do if the Japanese attack?"

At this time, the Dalai Lama Wurigeng also began to hesitate.

But at this time, Yarlung Zangbo said: "It doesn't matter. If the Japanese want to retaliate, they will definitely start with the Wugan tribe. And when that time comes, the Wugan tribe will naturally ask us for help.

And if we can persuade Wu Gan leader to draw a clear line with Ye Xiuwen at this time, I think he will not refuse. In this way, our alliance will still be unbreakable. "

At this time, the Dalai Lama asked in return: "What if he refuses?"

Yarlung Zangbo smiled and said, "Then they will no longer be the largest tribe on the grassland in the future. We will let the Japanese consume them, and then send troops after the Wugan tribe suffers a heavy blow. In this way, the Wugan tribe will be weakened, and Ye Xuwen will not be able to help them. The Wugan tribe will naturally return to the tribal alliance obediently."

"High, high!"

All the tribal leaders gave a thumbs up.

Yarlung Zangbo smiled complacently and thought to himself, "It's so easy to play with these idiots."

Before daybreak, Yarlung Zangbo and his companions returned to the tribe of the Urigeng Dalai Lama.

Yarlung Zangbo said he was tired and went to rest, but in fact he turned on the radio after returning to his tent and sent a telegram to the Special High Section, describing his battle plan in detail.

"Emergency intelligence. The Wurigeng Dalai Lama and other leaders no longer doubt my identity. And the plan to alienate Ye Xiuwen, the Wugan tribe, and the tribal alliance has begun to show results. At present, they are gradually leading the alliance to become hostile to Ye Xiuwen, and at the same time, they are taking advantage of the stubbornness of the Wugan tribe to create the possibility of their annihilation by the Imperial Japanese Army."

The telegram was sent here, and Yarlung Zangbo paused for a moment and continued to send the message:

"Next plan: I will further intensify the internal conflicts within the alliance, but I hope the imperial army can cooperate and encircle and suppress the Wugan tribe with a large force, and do not hesitate to destroy it, so as to induce fear in the leaders of other tribes.

At that time, I will look for opportunities to persuade the leaders of the tribes to negotiate with the Imperial Japanese Army, give up the eastern part of Mongolia, and retreat to the northwest, thereby gradually eroding the sphere of influence of the tribes.

In addition, I have started to spread some rumors, portraying Ye Xiuwen as a criminal who intends to destroy the peace of the grassland and collude with external forces, so as to further deepen the misunderstanding and hatred of him within the alliance. If this plan succeeds, Ye Xiuwen will become the target of public criticism, and even the tribes on the grassland will not hesitate to go to war with him and completely eliminate this Dongbei Anti-Japanese Coalition. "

As the last telegram was sent, a satisfied smile appeared on Yarlung Zangbo's lips.

He knew that once this carefully planned battle plan was implemented, it would completely change the pattern of the grassland, and he, Yarlung Zangbo, would become the biggest winner behind all this.

The night is still deep and silent, but on this vast grassland, a storm is quietly brewing, and at the center of the storm is this seemingly loyal but actually cunning wise man - Yarlung Zangbo.

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The next morning, the sky gradually turned pale.

Then, a golden-red sun slowly rose, jumping among the treetops, and coating the entire forest with a layer of dazzling gold.

The air is filled with the fresh scent of morning dew and pine, which makes people feel refreshed.

Duanwu walked out of the simple tent, stretched, yawned, and started his daily routine - washing up.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, I fetched water from a nearby stream. The cool water washed over my face, taking away a night's fatigue and awakening every cell in my body.

At the same time, other guerrillas woke up one by one. Some of them greeted each other, while others came to the stream to wash.

Tang Jiujiu tiptoed over to attack Duanwu.

Duanwu heard it, but he knew it was Tang Jiujiu, so he didn't hide.

Tang Jiujiu suddenly covered Duanwu's eyes and asked in a muffled voice, "Guess who I am?"

Duanwu chuckled and pretended to guess: "With such small hands, it must be a woman. And there is only one person in the whole team who is so naughty."

Tang Jiujiu continued to ask: "Then who am I?"

"Haha, my wife, Miss Nine!"

Duanwu suddenly turned around and picked up Tang Jiujiu.

Tang Jiujiu said shyly: "Have you seen me a long time ago?"

Duanwu denied it: "How could that be possible? I smelled it out based on the smell on your body."

"Dog nose!"

Tang Jiujiu touched Duanwu's nose with her finger.

"Hahaha!"

The surrounding soldiers burst into laughter when they saw this.

Tang Jiujiu became even more shy and said angrily, "Put me down quickly! I still need to wash up!"

"Ha ha!"

Duanwu laughed and was about to put Tang Jiujiu down, but at this moment, suddenly, a gunshot was heard from the northeast of the camp.

Everyone's movements froze in an instant, their faces changed abruptly, and their eyes all looked in the direction where the gunshots came from, and then they quickly ran back to the camp to get their guns.

Duanwu reacted even faster, he pulled out his pistol and ran towards the direction where the gunshot came from! .