Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

On the Mongolian Grassland, besides the nobles, there were also the Lama who possessed knowledge. Mongolia had believed in Tibetan Buddhism since the middle of Ming Dynasty, and after hundreds of years of preaching, the entire Great Prairie's Lamaism had replaced the shaman worship and became the first sect.

There were very few people who read Longevity Day, and even more were pastoralists who believed in Dharma. Basically, every large tribe had a monk as their master, and every large tribe even had a living Buddha as their master.

These monks were regularly informed of each other, so they knew that in the far east, Chinese survivors had risen up to rebel against the rule of the Russian army, known as the Far East Braveheart Army.

They also knew that Yaqub's rebel army in Xinjiang had already invaded the northern border, and the imperial army that had been suppressing them since the beginning of the war was still in Gansu Province.

It was because they had so much information that they were able to tell the identity of these people with a single glance. "I got it, are you guys going to the outside of the prison, to the Wusuli River, to attack the brave forces of the Far Eastern Region?"

"Hehe, I understand, you attacked our eagle part for no reason. It's probably because you guys don't have enough military rations left, and using the usual way of raising food, you won't even be able to make ends meet. So, you have to kill the entire eagle part and take away all of his remaining rations, right …"

"It seems like you won't let any of the tribes on both sides of the river. Every time you see one of them, you kill them. You're just a swarm of locusts who want to eat up all the food …"

"An army of fifty thousand or more wouldn't have such a huge appetite, you know. "Why is there such a great calamity …"

The Sand Russian Army official was startled. He did not expect that there would be such a smart person in this remote tribe, able to deduce so much information from so little information.

Just relying on the support of the navy was not enough. Last year, Sha Ao gave the Central Asia of Central Asia an order, ordering his troop leader Fajeev to lead five heavy cavalry divisions. A total of fifty thousand soldiers were to travel across the entire Northern Desert from the Central Asia to the Far East.

However, the army was different from the navy. The long winter army simply couldn't travel. The Desert North region was close to a permafrost zone, and winter cold was often half a month's time for universities. To march in this kind of weather was courting death.

In the end, they could only set out in the spring when the snow was slightly lighter. Although the earth was not turning green yet, the snow had already begun to loosen and melt. The war horses were already sprouting some grass beneath the layer of snow.

If they were to be any later, they would not be able to make it in time for the final battle. In the end, Fajeev ordered the army of fifty thousand to sustain the war with only a small amount of supplies before they entered the army at full speed. Every time they saw a tribe, they would destroy the entire tribe.

In order to keep this a secret, the leader had given the order to keep it a secret. All tribes must be massacred.

The one leading them today was the commander of the First Division, Guo Geli. The eagle part had become a sacrifice in his hands, and all the men of the tribe had been slaughtered. From afar, the Rangers was chasing down the fleeing women and children, and under his strict orders, no one would be left alive.

Guo Geli squatted in front of Old Lama and asked softly, "You are right, but I need to correct a mistake. We have a total of one hundred thousand soldiers, not fifty thousand!"

"Hahaha …" "Don't lie to this outsider. We are more familiar with this Great Prairie than you. Since I know your starting and destination, I can guess where you are going …"

"I know better than you exactly how many tribes, how many cattle and sheep there are on this route! That bit of supplies is simply not enough for a hundred thousand troops to consume. You are just bragging. It's just like the military tactics of the Chinese: one hundred thousand to five hundred thousand, five hundred thousand to one million. That's just to scare people off! "

"Aiyo, you're also a treasure! Since you know this land so well, why don't you be my guide? We really lack military rations! "

Old Lama sneered, "You want me to bring you to slaughter other tribes? Dream on, I'd rather go to hell than to help you! "

"Hahaha …" You will agree. I don't believe that you can bear to see your disciples die! " Guo Geli pursed his lips, and a few soldiers dragged out the four young disciples behind Old Lama like wolves and tigers.

The saber that was stained with blood on the ground was placed on his neck, "Old thing, do you agree or not!?" "Their lives are in your hands …"

"Master! Wu wu wu … "I'm afraid …" The little lama began to cry.

Old Lama's eyes also turned moist. "Disciple, don't cry, we can't kill others because we are afraid of death …" Those were tens of thousands of lives! If we don't go to hell, who goes to hell! Master will go with you … "

"Stubborn fool!" Guo Geli chopped down with his blade, and the head of the lama fell to the ground, blood flowing out of his wound as high as half a meter.

"Disciple …" Old Lama howled in grief, but after that she closed her eyes and started chanting the Rebirth Spell, he was helping her disciple and herself.

"Aiya? You really are a smelly and stubborn stubborn donkey! I want to see if your head is hard or my knife is hard... "Pull up another one!" Guo Geli slashed again, and the second lama's head fell to the ground.

"Disciple!" He looked at life and death with no fear in his heart! We have enjoyed the worship of the herdsmen, now is the time to repay their kindness! Do not be afraid, and chant with Master! "

"There are no Amitabha in the South!" "No Amitabha to the south …" The Old Lama brought along two crying little monks and started chanting from somewhere. The loud chanting caused Guo Geli to become extremely agitated.

"Damn it!" Why would he meet such a stubborn person? Okay, okay, okay. You don't care if you kill your disciple, do you? "I'll kill these women and children …"

With that said, Guo Geli chopped down the two little Lama with two cuts, and then grabbed a woman and her child. Do you agree or not! These are the herdsmen who worshipped you, do you really want to watch them die without doing anything? "

Old Lama opened her eyes, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down. "That day, Su … Your name was given to you by me, his moral is straight and noble pine! "I watched you grow up, you were kind and upright …"

"Now tell me, do you really want me to take these devils and slaughter the women and children of other tribes? "Tell me …"

That day, Su Yan's eyes were filled with tears. She shook her head and said, "Master, I'm sorry. I was walking in front of you!" After saying that, the strong lady suddenly rushed forward fiercely. Guo Geli never thought that the lady would actually rush up herself and touch the blade on her neck.

Guo Geli was shocked, he was shocked by the unyielding nature of the Mongolian people, and before he could react, the six year old boy suddenly pounced over and bit his wrist.

"AHH!" Painful... Kill this little beast! "