Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 309 Fake Taoist Meng Xiong Captures the Dragon (Part )
"King Chogyal, I have found out that the commander-in-chief of the Guards this time is Saihan, the commander-in-chief of Lhasa. This man is a confidant of His Majesty Qianyuan, and is famous for his perseverance, courage, bravery and tenacity in the army. His soldiers and horses Although there are only five thousand, they are all the elites of hundreds of battles who were killed in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and they should not be underestimated." Prime Minister Dundupu reported to King Zhemengxiong.

Ponchug nodded. This was as he had expected. The emperor only sent five thousand people. If it weren't for the elite soldiers, how could they have shouldered the task of capturing Thimphu, the capital of Bhutan. "He ordered the whole city to be decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and prepared some beef and sheep ghee to welcome our guests," he said with a smile.

"Quejia, the guards refused to enter the city."

"Refuse to enter the city? Why?" Dundup's answer surprised Ponchug.

"General Saihan said that this time they were making a surprise attack. In order not to expose their whereabouts, the entire army was not allowed to enter the city and lurked in the valley north of Gangtok City. I hope you will forgive me for the rudeness."

"This Saihan would rather hide in the valley, eat and sleep in the open air, than go to the city to enjoy it. It seems that he can fight a tough battle." Ponchug thought for a while and said: "Prepare more beef and sheep ghee, and come with me to visit the valley secretly. He If he doesn’t want to see us, we have no choice but to see him!”

Ponzug took the personal guards and the supplies for the army to the valley where the guards were hiding.

It was the coldest time of winter, with heavy snowfall and a vast expanse of white everywhere in the valley. How could there be any human habitation?

It's such a cold day, and there's not even a tent in sight. How can we accommodate people? Could it be a mistake? Ponzug was surprised. Suddenly, hundreds of figures jumped out from the snow and surrounded him. The guards were frightened and drew their swords to fight. "Wait a minute," King Zhe Mengxiong hurriedly stopped his subordinates and looked at Prime Minister Dun Dupu.

Dundupu understood and shouted: "Which general from the Kingdom of David is in front of you? His Highness Zhemengxiong Kingdom Chojiaponzug is here. Don't misunderstand."

"David Lhasa Commander-in-Chief General Saihan, General Agaru saw Pengchuge Chogyal." A loud voice floated in the biting cold wind, like a loud bell, and the reverberation echoed in the valley, distracting everyone. Suddenly I didn't feel so cold.

The flood did not flood the Dragon King Temple, and my family gathered together to chat.

"General Agaru, there is heavy snow and there are no tents or fires here. How do your men hide and keep warm in the snow?" Ponchug asked curiously.

"Chejia, please look," Agaru pointed with his hand into the thick snowdrift, and there was a big hole dug there.

"what is this?"

"This is called Snow Nest. Our Oirat Mongolians live in the bitter cold land of Western Desert. Even if it is freezing cold, we still have to hunt to fill ourselves and our families. When winter comes, if the hunter gets lost or is While walking on the road, I couldn't find any villages at night, so I dug a snow nest in the thick snow. People could huddle up in the snow nest, keeping warm from the wind, and wait until daybreak before continuing on. Most of my men were in the woods. The descendants of the common people, the craftsmanship passed down from generation to generation, make you laugh." He said he was laughing, but Ponzug tasted contempt from his words, which was the unique arrogance of beasts towards lambs.

King Zhemengxiong's heart suddenly trembled, his body relaxed a little, and he asked kindly: "Where is Commander Saihan? Please take me to see him." "The general is in the dense forest behind the valley. Please let the general lead the way." After saying this, Agaru led everyone to the dense forest behind the valley.

The so-called dense forest is naturally a forest with lush vegetation. The big trees are covered with silver makeup. If you look closely, you will see that among the big trees, there are small wooden sheds one after another, and there are simple stables outside, which are only covered with tarpaulins. Above, just enough to keep out the rain and snow, war horses were tied to branches, and some were gnawing on the snow boredly.

"Oh, but Jiafa is here, and it will be a shame to miss him." A warm voice came from the largest wooden shed. A middle-aged general in his mid-thirties with a kind face came out to welcome him. It was Saihan, the coach of the Guards. Because Zhemengxiong is a kingdom that combines politics and religion, Ponchug is not only a king but also a great monk, so Saihan called it a Dharma presence.

"Amitabha, the commander-in-chief is a guest from afar, how dare a young monk not show his kindness to the landlord?" Pengchug smiled faintly and acted like a master from Nyingma, reminding the other party not to forget David's state affairs. Emperor Yuan was the incarnation of Padmasambhava, the founder of Nyingma. It was very effective. The Mongolian marshal's expression immediately became a little more polite, and he graciously invited everyone to enter the account and entertain him.

"For fear of exposing his whereabouts, the general ordered that no fire be made in the army, so we only entertained Quejia with these dried meat naan cakes and butter tea. Please forgive me," Saihan said in an embarrassed voice.

Ponchug was more and more impressed that the Mongols did not even light a fire, but built a shed and slept in the ice and snow without hearing a trace of dissatisfaction or noise. This is evident from the strict military discipline. He started to make friends and laughed loudly, "The commander-in-chief is strict with himself and has military orders. The young monk admires him. We, Buddhist cultivators, have nothing in common. The hot and cold dishes are all the same." After saying this, he grabbed a piece of dried mutton. Then he stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed another bowl of butter tea, and repeatedly called "happy". Buddhism actually does not prohibit eating meat. Only Han Buddhism prohibits meat. In this snowy plateau, there is not so much emphasis on it.

Mongolians are straightforward and like a good man who eats big chunks of meat and drinks from big bowls of wine. Ponchug's behavior immediately won the favor of the Mongolian generals present. Saihan, Dhondup Norbu, Agaru and others took turns to toast, and the atmosphere gradually became warm.

"Our army has just arrived and does not know geography. Please ask Quejia to send some guides to lead the way for our army." Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Saihan made a request.

"Guide?"

Ponchug was happy, "No, not just the guides, but also my five thousand subordinates. The king's army swept away the rebellion and helped me, Zhe Mengxiong, to regain the land east of the Teesta River Valley. The small state is a vassal of David. It is only natural and right to contribute to counterinsurgency."

He vomited "the land east of the Teesta River Valley" very heavily, revealing his eagerness to regain the lost land by helping in the war. In fact, at first, he just wanted to send some guides and provide some supplies, and did not want to get deeply involved in the war between Patriotism and Bhutan. However, after visiting the Guards camp, he was deeply shocked by the fighting power displayed by the Guards, so he changed his mind and decided to help in the battle to regain the land east of the Teesta River Valley. The lost land has always been a headache for him. This time, with the support of big trees, he vowed to take it back from the Bhutanese people.

Seeing that the other party not only supplied food and grass, but also directly sent troops to assist in the battle, Saihan became even more happy and exchanged warm greetings with Zhe Mengxiong and his ministers.

After visiting the guard camp and returning to Gangtok, Dundupu asked Ponchug strangely: "Chokja, didn't you say that it would be okay to just provide some supplies? Why do you want to send troops to help again?"

"We, Zhe Mengxiong, are a small country. The way for a small country to survive is to join the victor's side in the war in order to gain maximum benefits after the war. I think this guard can win the war," Ponczug said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)