Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 218: Become a fisherman and fish alone in Shannan

Chapter 218: Become a fisherman and fish alone in Shannan (Part )
After a fierce battle, the two armies reached a stalemate. Ngawang Nanji followed Rumeseppo's plan, set up camp, fought steadily, and quietly waited for the arrival of the Mongolian allies. After all, the Bhutanese army has larger numbers and better equipment, and has gradually taken the initiative.

Dubu, Basang Wangbu, Bawo and others were very anxious and kept sending envoys to Qukuo Temple in Deqin to ask their ally, the great monk Ziva Ngawang Sangbo, to send monk soldiers for reinforcements. However, the great monk Ngawang Sangpo, who had always been with them, backed down this time, using the excuse that he was in retreat and could not see the envoy. This is a dangerous sign that the outside world is not optimistic that our side can win.

The three of them were anxious when suddenly an envoy from the Mongolian Huite Ministry arrived. The man was about fifty years old, with an elegant appearance, decent manners, and a diplomatic tone, and his words were impeccable.

The more Old Dub looked at him, the more familiar he seemed, and he said in surprise: "Aren't you Zhongmei Nazai Sandiba from Lhasa? When did Diba from the Gelug sect become the eagle dog of the Mongols?"

Although Zhong Meinai and Du Bu belong to different sects, they are both from famous families in the snowy region. These big families are intertwined and naturally know each other. Since his adopted daughter Sonam Tsom became Sultan Khan's concubine, Zaisandiba had prospered in the snowy land and gained the great Khan's trust. When recruiting Shannan to surrender this time, the Great Khan thought of him first.

"It's me, brother Du Bu. I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to still remember me." Zhong Meina showed a kind smile and greeted Du Bu cordially. It seemed that he didn't hear the cynicism and shamelessness in his words at all. He said: "You don't know something. Sultan Khan is the physical body of Padmasambhava. He has boundless magical power. It is really an honor for me to be able to work for him!"

"Hey~" Everyone let out a long sigh. Padmasambhava appeared in the flesh? What a liar!

"This is absolutely true. God Dorje Pam has confirmed that our Great Khan is the reincarnation of Padmasambhava." Zhong Meinai continued to talk endlessly and quoted from other sources, insisting that everyone believe in his master's identity as a Bodhisattva.

"Amitabha", the two great monks Bawo and Pasang Wangpo couldn't stand listening anymore and shouted the Buddha's name.

Old Dubu waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't say anything else, just tell me why you're here."

"In this case, I am offended." Zhong Meinai suddenly changed his gentle and elegant attitude, showing a ferocious look, "I am here to persuade you to surrender. The Great Khan has an edict. If the major families and temples in Shannan are willing to surrender, they can be guaranteed Wealth and splendor; if they don't surrender, let them be buried with Zangba Khan. Whether they surrender or not, please give them a happy word."

"This~" Du Bu, Basang Wangbu, and Ba Wo looked at each other. He Zhuo Shadi, Quetu Khan, and Baili Tusi, so many powerful figures, were all destroyed under the iron heel of the Mongolian army. Compared with the so-called reincarnation of Padmasambhava, the other party's strong military strength is a greater deterrent to them.

Finally, Old Dubu spoke slowly: "Now the demon dragon of Bhutan is invading our territory. If we surrender Sultan Khan, will the Great Khan send troops to help us resist the invasion?"

"That's natural. If you surrender to the Great Khan, the Great Khan will naturally send troops to help you. To be honest, Marshal Narisong of the Huite Department is stationing troops in Langkazi. Where is the front of the army? We are waiting for your choice." .

These words were spoken domineeringly, full of naked threats. That means: If you know each other and surrender, the Mongolian army will help you fight against the Bhutanese; otherwise, they will help the Bhutanese to destroy you.

After hearing this, the three of them did not dare to hesitate any longer and all expressed their willingness to surrender.


The four-legged dragon appears and protects its sons and grandsons. Monk Ngawang Nanji was blessed with a double blessing: First, Commander Narisong of the Huite Tribe sent a message to him that the Mongolian friendly troops had arrived at Cuona and were willing to help him; second, they were originally camped in the valley of the Niangmu River. The defenders on the mountain actually gave up the dangerous terrain and moved to the flat ground, seemingly intending to fight a decisive battle with the Bhutanese army. At first, he was worried that this was a trick of the enemy, but the spies came with the news that the defenders were running out of rations and had to fight decisively.

"Zhabdrung, there are about three thousand friendly Mongolian troops. I have ordered people to inquire and find out that the ones who came are not the Mongolian headquarters, but the Dege chieftain Tenba Tsering, the Yutong chieftain Danhan Zakba, and the Zanla chieftain who surrendered to the Mongols. Bu'er Jixi's troops and horses are not very powerful." Weng Ze (the chanting master) Duozeng Sandanrejie reported to Shenlong.

After hearing this, Ngawang Nanji felt relieved. If the Mongolian army came, he would still worry about their intention to seize Shannan. Only three thousand people have come now, and it seems that they are really just here to help themselves. I didn’t expect that Sultan Khan was really a trustworthy person!
"It doesn't matter. Our army's military strength and combat power are greater than those of the enemy. We will win on the plains. Although these friendly troops are not strong in combat power, they are strong and good-looking," Shenlong said with a smile. Hun didn't expect that these three thousand soldiers were just a cover-up for the Mongols. That day, Risong led 7,000 elite troops to lurk in the dense sea-buckthorn forest.

The day of decisive battle has arrived. The Shannan Army deployed a square formation with balanced forces on the front, rear, left, and right; General Rumesepo, who had experienced battles in the field, placed 7,000 elite troops in the center, and ordered Duozeng Sandanrejie to lead some troops to serve as the right wing, and 3,000 Mongolian friendly troops to serve as the right wing. Left wing. His strategy is to break through the center.

As soon as the battle started, the Bhutanese Chinese army fought and charged like a dragon possessed by a dragon. At one point, they rushed fifty steps in front of the Shannan Army's banner. Shannan Army coach Qiongjiedi Bahor Dubu was red-eyed. Regardless of his old age, he personally went to the battle to boost morale, and then stabilized the battle line. The right wing is also fighting vigorously, but the left wing is only tepid.

Ngawang Nanji put down his telescope and smiled bitterly. He didn't have much hope for these chieftain soldiers. It would be nice if he could contain some of the enemies.

After fighting for an hour, Old Dubu could no longer hold on and sent a signal to the Mongols for help.

"Commander, let's attack." Du Qianhu Saihan asked Narisong for orders.

"Don't worry, let them bleed more," Narisong laughed.

After another hour, seeing that both sides were exhausted, the Mongolian commander finally gave the order to attack.

"Kill~kill~kill~"

Seven thousand Mongolian elites lurking in the dense seabuckthorn forest suddenly came out. The Dege chieftain Tenba Tsering, the Yutong chieftain Tanhan Zakba, and the Zanla chieftain Bu'er Jixi on the left suddenly switched sides and killed Wuwu. The Bhutanese were prepared, and the Shannan Army took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

The Bhutanese army was stunned and couldn't form a line or line. Group after group of Mongolian troops broke into the formation and killed them wantonly.

"Zhabdrung, I will escort you to retreat at the end." Rumeseppo found Ngawang Nanji. Ngawang Nanji held his hand tightly and refused to let go, "I was the one who harmed the soldiers. I didn't expect those Mongolians to treat us like this!" The four-legged dragon shed two lines of tears, feeling very regretful that he believed in the traitor Suletan. .

(End of this chapter)

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