Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2915 The Iron Wings of the Empire at Dusk!

On the vast grassland, the setting sun is as red as blood, dyeing the sky into a brilliant yet tragic orange-red.

The tribal tents are scattered in this green ocean in an orderly manner. The smoke from cooking rises up, interweaving with the cries of cattle and sheep in the distance to form a peaceful pastoral idyll.

However, the tranquility was soon broken by an ominous roar.

In the sky, several Japanese planes were like black ghosts, cutting through the quiet sky and making a deafening roar.

The herdsmen in the tribe stopped what they were doing and looked up at the uninvited guests. The children clung to the clothes of the adults, with anxiety and curiosity flashing in their eyes.

Suddenly, the plane began to circle, and doors opened under the wings. Then, countless papers fell from the sky like snowflakes, covering the entire tribe.

These leaflets fluttered in the wind, some fell gently on the tops of tents, some floated into the herdsmen's yurts, and more were scattered on the grassland, covering the green grassland with a layer of mold.

The herdsmen slowly approached the leaflets, bent down to pick them up, and their eyes became increasingly solemn.

Printed on the leaflet was a photo of the tribal leader, Urigeng Dalai Lama, standing side by side with several officials in Japanese military uniforms. In the photo, Urigeng Dalai Lama had a smile on his face and seemed to be very close to the Japanese military officials.

Below the photo are lines of eye-catching text captions, claiming that the Dalai Lama is the best friend of the Empire of Japan, and that he will lead the future of the grasslands and jointly create the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere.

But then, there was a naked threat: "If the tribes on the grassland do not comply with this notice, the Imperial Japanese Army will lead the army to massacre the entire grassland!"

Anger and confusion intertwined in the hearts of the herders. They looked at each other, unable to understand why the Japanese dropped this leaflet. Was it really to support the greater leader of Wuri? Or was it to sow discord among the tribes?
Although the children were illiterate, they could feel the tension and anxiety in the air from the adults' expressions. They snuggled up to the adults even more tightly, clenching their little hands tightly.

"That's a lie! The leader would never betray us!"

A herdsman from the Wurigeng tribe suddenly threw down the leaflet in his hand in anger. Although his voice was trembling with excitement, it was extremely firm.

In his eyes, Chief Wurigeng was the best leader. He handled all matters of the tribe, big or small, in an orderly manner, and developed the entire tribe from a tribe that was not even counted on the grassland to a tribe that can compete with many tribes today.

How could he believe that Chief Wurigeng would surrender to the Japanese?

"Yes, we don't believe this! We need to find the leader to ask for clarification!"

Another person agreed, and then the group went to meet the Dalai Lama with leaflets.

At the same time, the Dalai Lama of Uygur Autonomous Region also saw the leaflet.

He thought to himself: What is coming will eventually come.

However, at this moment, the noise outside the tent gradually gathered together from far away, and he knew that the herdsmen were coming.

"Chief! Chief! Please come out and see me!"

"We need to know what's going on in this flyer!"

Shouts came one after another, some with anger, some with confusion.

The sound penetrated the tent and struck deep into the heart of the Dalai Lama.

He took a deep breath, slowly stood up, straightened his clothes, and then walked out of the tent with steady steps.

Outside the door, hundreds of herdsmen gathered together, their faces filled with worry and confusion.

The Dalai Lama of Urigeng swept his eyes across the crowd, and every eye contact made him feel the heavy responsibility.

"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me." The voice of the Dalai Lama Urigeng was not loud, but it carried unquestionable majesty.

The crowd gradually quieted down and all eyes were focused on him.

At this time, Wurigeng Dalai said: "I know that you have seen the leaflets and are full of doubts and worries. But I want to tell you that all this is a trick of the Japanese army. It is their conspiracy to split our grassland tribes."

At this point, Wurigeng Dalai Lama paused for a moment, then continued: "I did have contact with the Japanese, but it's a long story. But here, I, Wurigeng, assure you that I will never betray the grassland or you."

"Yes, I believe in Chief Wu Rigen, he will not betray us!"

"Without Chief Wurigeng, our tribe wouldn't be what it is today. I also believe in Chief Wurigeng!"

"Master Chief, we will always support you!"

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Listening to the herdsmen's shouts, Urigeng Dalai Lama felt a little sad.

He almost went the wrong way and betrayed the trust of so many people.

Thinking of this, Wurigeng Dalai said, "Now, everyone go back and do your own things. I will talk about the flyers after I meet with the chief Wugan and come back."

The herdsmen looked at each other and nodded. They believed in Chief Wurigeng.

"Chief, you must be careful!"

An old herdsman who watched Wurigang grow up couldn't help but speak, with some concern and worry in his voice.

The Dalai Lama smiled a little, and there was comfort in his smile. He patted the old herdsman on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will be fine. The chieftain Wugan already knows about this. He will make the decision for me."

"kindness!"

The old herdsman nodded heavily; he believed what Wurigeng said.

Wurigeng Dalai said goodbye to the old herdsman, then turned back to the tent, began to pack his luggage, and prepared to go to the Wugan tribe.

Because he believed that other tribes should have seen the leaflets.

Although Chief Wu Gan had spoken for him before, he felt that this matter might not be so easy to let go.

So he decided to go to the Wugan tribe. Even if he was really in a situation where he had to die, he didn't want to die in the Wurigeng tribe and be seen in his miserable state by his former tribesmen.

And if it really comes to that, he must die. He hopes that Chief Wugan can take in his tribe and allow them to have a stable living environment.

Outside the tent, the herdsmen naturally had no idea what the Dalai Lama was thinking.

They were still wondering whether Chief Wurigeng was going to Chief Wugan to make the decision for him.

In their hearts, they were unwilling to believe that Leader Wurigeng would be a traitor.

They trust Wu Ri more and are worried about it.

They were worried about the fairness of Chief Wugan, and also worried that other tribal leaders would attack Chief Wurigeng because of this.

They prayed to the eagle on the grassland, hoping that it could bring their wishes to the gods.

At this time, Urigeng Dalai Lama just looked at the praying tribes from a distance, then sighed heavily and embarked on an unknown journey!