The words of Yarlung Zangbo resonated with many Mongolian tribal leaders.

They all think that what Yarlung Zangbo said is right.

The Dalai Lama also had a new understanding of Yarlung Zangbo, and he was not a shame that he was a wise man on the grassland.

And at the same time, he also remembered the words of Dragon Boat Festival.

Of course, he didn't know the real name of Dragon Boat Festival, all he knew was Ye Xiuwen.

The Dalai Lama remembered the words of Dragon Boat Festival, and the Dragon Boat Festival said that Yarlung Zangbo was likely to be a spy of the Japanese.

But when I come back and think about it, does the other party want to use his own hands to get rid of the wise men on the grassland? At that time, the entire tribal alliance will be led by the other party, and will eventually move towards the opposite side of the Japanese.

Thinking about it, the Dalai Lama felt that it was really scary, and he almost fell into Ye Xiuwen's trick.

So the Dalai Lama snorted coldly, "Hmph, this Ye Xiuwen is indeed treacherous. He told me before that Yarlung Zangbo was 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 restrain the Japanese."

Another leader, Ze, immediately echoed: "Will Yarlung Zangbo be a spy? That's a joke. The Japanese document was translated by Yarlung Zangbo. If he was a Japanese spy, would he tell us so much?"

“Yes!”

The leaders of other tribes also followed suit.

But Yarlung Zangbo said: "The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid. But from this incident, we can see that Ye Xiuwen's cunning was to provoke a war between us and the Japanese so that we can make profits. The leader of the Wugan has completely fallen into the other party's plan, which will make us very difficult."

The Dalai Lama said, "What are we 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 tribe leader said worriedly: "Wugan is the largest tribe in our alliance. If he is kicked out of the alliance, what should we do if the Japanese call him?"

The Dalai Lama also began to hesitate at this time.

But at this time, Yarlung Zangbo said: "It doesn't matter. If the Japanese want to take revenge, they will definitely start the operation from the Wugan tribe. At that time, the Wugan tribe will naturally ask us for help.

And as long as we persuade the leader of Wugan to draw a clear line between Ye Xiuwen at this time, I don’t think he will refuse. In this way, our alliance will be unbreakable."

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

Yarlung Zangbo said slightly: "Then he will no longer be the largest tribe on the grassland in the future. We let the Japanese consume him, and then send troops after the Wugan tribe is severely damaged. In this way, the Wugan tribe is weakened, and Ye Xiuwen cannot help him. The Wugan tribe will naturally return to the tribe alliance obediently."

"High, high!"

All the tribe leaders gave me a thumbs up.

Yarlung Zangbo smiled proudly and said to himself: "It's too easy to play these idiots in the midst of applause."

Before dawn, Yarlung Zangbo and others returned to the Dalai Lama tribe of Urigen.

Yarlung Zangbo refused to let himself go to rest when he was tired, but in fact he turned on the radio after returning to his tent, sent a telegram to the Special High School, describing his combat plan in detail.

"Urgent intelligence. The Dalai Lama and other leaders of Urigen are no doubt about my identity. And against Ye Xiuwen, the plan to disagree with the tribe alliance has begun to show results. It is currently gradually guiding the alliance to become hostile to Ye Xiuwen, and at the same time, using the Wugan tribe's stubbornness to create the possibility of its annihilation by the Great Japanese Imperial Army."

The telegram was sent here, and Yarlung Zangbo paused for a moment and continued to generate electricity:

"Next plan: I will further intensify internal conflicts within the alliance, but I hope the Imperial Army can cooperate and encircle and suppress the Wugan tribe, and eliminate it at all times to encourage other tribe leaders to develop fear.

At that time, I will look for opportunities to persuade the leaders of various tribes to seek to discuss with the Great Japanese Imperial Army, give up the eastern Mongolian region and retreat to the northwest, thereby gradually eroding the sphere of influence of various tribes.

In addition, I have begun to spread some rumors and portray Ye Xiuwen as a sinner who intends to destroy the peace on the grassland and collude with external forces, so as to further deepen the misunderstanding and hatred of him within the alliance.

If this plan is done, Ye Xiuwen will become the target of public criticism, and even the tribes on the grassland will not hesitate to fight with them and completely eliminate this Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces."

As the last message was sent, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Yarlung Zangbo's mouth.

He knew that once this carefully planned combat 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 quiet, but on this vast grassland, a storm is quietly brewing, and the center of the storm is the seemingly loyal but cunning wise man, Yarlung Zangbo.

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The next morning, the sky gradually turned white.

Then, a golden-red sun slowly rose, jumping among the treetops, placing the entire forest with a dazzling golden color.

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

The Dragon Boat Festival walked out of the simple tent, stretched and yawned, and started the day's daily routine - washing up.

The Dragon Boat Festival is taking streams nearby. The cold water flow washed away the face, taking away the fatigue of the night and awakening every cell in the body.

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

Tang Jiujiu tiptoed to attack Dragon Boat Festival.

I heard about Dragon Boat Festival, but I knew it was Tang Jiujiu, so I didn't hide.

Tang Jiujiu suddenly covered Dragon Boat Festival's eyes and asked in a muffled voice: "Guess who I am?"

Dragon Boat Festival chuckled and pretended to guess: "You must be a woman with such a small hand. And you are so naughty, there is only one person in the entire team."

Tang Jiujiu continued to ask, "Who am I?"

"Haha, my wife, Miss Ninth!"

Dragon Boat Festival suddenly turned around and picked up Tang Jiujiu.

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

Dragon Boat Festival denied: "How can that be? I smelled it with the smell of you."

"Dog nose!"

Tang Jiujiu pointed at the Dragon Boat Festival nose with her fingers.

"Hahaha!"

The soldiers around laughed when they saw this.

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

"Ha ha!"

Dragon Boat Festival laughed and was about to put Tang Jiujiu down, but at this moment, suddenly, a gunshot came from the northeast of the camp.

Everyone's movements froze instantly, their faces changed suddenly, and their eyes turned to the direction of the gunfire, and then quickly ran back to the camp to get the gun.
Chapter completed!