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Chapter 634 The Plan for Sinicizing the Snowy Plateau (Please Subscribe!)

After the encounter at Saigu Mountain Pass, some new changes quietly took place on the side of the Tibetan soldiers.

In the wounded barracks.

A surrendered Heshuo special Tibetan soldier is watching a military doctor of the Ming Dynasty perform an operation on the first captive wounded soldier who also surrendered.

Not to mention, the captives of the Tibetan soldiers who surrendered basically all defected to Daming.

The reason is unexpected, it is because of the grenade.

These prisoners thought that the grenade was the Buddha's thunder, and they were terrified. They felt that it was a wrong act to fight against the Tiantian soldiers, and they all regretted it!
Sometimes superstition can be exploited, and Nian Gengyao's language talent is also good. He has become one with the captives and learned why they defected so quickly.

He decisively suggested that Pan Aqiang use Tibetan leaflets and explosives in the subsequent siege.

The leaflets from the sky will definitely be regarded by them as instructions from the Buddha, and the explosives from the sky will be regarded as the three flavors of the real fire sent by the Buddha to punish them!
Pan Aqiang praised Nian Gengyao's brains again and again.

Back at the scene of the wounded barracks, a surrendered soldier was shot and bled profusely. The situation was relatively dangerous.

Zhuoma felt that the military doctor who was rescuing him should be an officer, because Zhuoma saw the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty paying tribute to him first.

Now, the military doctor of the Ming Dynasty is trying his best to save the lives of the surrendered soldiers, who are covered in blood.

Dolma was a little moved, because those Mongol officers were so superior, how could they care so much about these little soldiers!

"Ouch, it hurts!"

In the flames, wounded Tibetan soldiers were crying out in pain.

The military doctors of the Ming Dynasty who had been baptized by the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" tried hard to stop the blood of the wounded soldiers who surrendered.

Since the medicines were mainly supplied to the Ming army, the Tibetan surrender soldiers all used some locally collected herbs.

It is Zhuoma who is responsible for collecting herbs.

The Ming military doctor smashed some herbs with a bowl and applied them on the wounded soldier's leg.

You're done, and then it's up to his own fortune.

Whether he can have the opportunity to be Daming's leading party depends on his recovery time.

Maybe he won the entire snow-covered plateau before he recovered from his injury.

The wounded Tibetan soldier lying on the bed was covered in mud and blood, and kept crying out in Tibetan for pain. It seemed that he could be rescued, at least he was still conscious.

The military doctor of the Ming Dynasty reminded him out of professionalism: "Give him a thicker cover at night. Based on my experience, it is very easy to catch wind and cold after injury."

Just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly grabbed by the wounded soldier, who said with a strong Sichuan accent, "Lang Zhong, am I going to die?"

It turned out that the Tibetan soldiers and Tibetan nobles near Qamdo could more or less speak Chinese.

Because Qamdo is at the core of the ancient tea-horse road, coming to Qamdo to be an official has been a fat job for Tibetans since ancient times.

There are many businessmen coming and going, and the tolls alone are collected a lot.

The Daming military doctor looked at him in surprise, he was a bit stupid, why so many prisoners could speak Chinese!
It seems that what His Majesty said is correct, the Snowy Plateau has belonged to Daming since ancient times.

After confirming that there is no problem with the wound, he said, "You boy, don't touch your hands randomly, and don't get dirty. If there is no suppuration, it will be fine."

The wounded soldier who surrendered thought it was comforting him, so he pleaded: "My lord, I can't read, I'm afraid I won't survive tonight, can you write a letter for me and send it to my family?"

"You want to die so much, you are looking down on our Daming military doctor!"

After speaking, he went to see other patients.

The wounded soldier who felt that he was going to die could only murmur in pain: "Father, mother, I'm sorry for you."

There were basically no serious injuries in the captive wounded barracks, and the serious injuries were carried away. There was no point in treating them.

Rescuing the Tibetan soldiers was suggested by Qu Dajun, governor of Sichuan, because the snow-covered plateau is a barren land, and the Han people would definitely not want to come here.

In this case, post-occupation handling is more difficult than war.

If the Han people did not come to immigrate, there would be no way to form an effective rule over the snowy plateau.

They can't all be destroyed humanely, can they?

Then support a group of pro-Ming sects and Sinicize the locals, and you'll be fine!
So the strategy is to favor a group, suppress a group, and eliminate a group.

The ones that must be wiped out are the monks and noble forces on the snowy plateau, and the ordinary people can spare their lives.

By the way, this Ming Dynasty military doctor is called Fu Bowen, who has practiced medicine for generations and is from Jiangyin.

When the Northern Expedition of the Ming Dynasty recaptured Jiangyin, he received the news and immediately signed up to join the army regardless of his family's opposition.

Because of his proficiency in medical skills, his talent was discovered by the Ming Dynasty military, and he was sent to the Daming Royal Medical College for training.

He was the one who volunteered to come to the snowy plateau, so he was promoted to major.

It is almost the highest military rank among the active military doctors in Ming Dynasty.

Fu Bowen left the tent, took a few steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "Dolma, go and rest, why are you following me?"

Dolma, the little follower of the surrender, lowered his head and said awkwardly: "My lord, I want to learn medicine from you!"

He could also speak Chinese, and he spoke out boldly, worried that the officer would reject him.

After all, in a religiously dark place like the Snowy Plateau, people at the bottom are not allowed to acquire knowledge.

Perhaps it was the first time that he met such an active Tibetan. Fu Bowen thought it was interesting and did not refuse him.

Fu Bowen thought about it, and decided to give him a chance: "You can learn if you want, but you have to join the army!" "Join the army of Ming Dynasty?" Zhuoma asked ecstatically.

"Yes, after joining the army, you can learn from low-level medical skills, and then I can teach you when you have time!"

Fu Bowen said gently that he himself belongs to the kind of gentle and elegant person, and he is willing to help when he encounters something that can help.

"Boy, let me put an ugly word up front. You can join the Ming army if you want to, even if you are a member of the Ming Dynasty. Those who need to pass the examination and want to join the army of the Ming Dynasty can't believe in your Tibetan Buddhism, but You can choose to believe in our Great Ming Central Plains Buddhism."

"In that case, do you still want to join the Ming army?"

"My lord, I think!" Dolma nodded firmly.

They are all Buddhism, as long as there is a Buddha in your heart, isn’t it all the same?
Joining the Ming army can also have enough food. Compared with belief, food is more important.

To be honest, Tibetan Buddhism is full of horror and oppression for low-level people like Dolma. He now regards the Ming army as the savior sent by the Buddha.

Fu Bowen is also very happy, practice has proved that His Majesty is right in preparing the routine of Sinicizing the snow-covered plateau!

Let them convert to Central Plains Buddhism first, then learn Chinese characters, and then wear Hanfu, so they will no longer be their own people!

Fu Bowen took Zhuoma to find the imperial trainer of the National Defense Forces. First, he conducted a physical examination and political review on Zhuoma.

After passing the political review, let Zhuoma go to the front line to test his loyalty, and then arrange for Zhuoma to learn medical skills from an old health worker!

(End of this chapter)