Chapter 634: Plan to Chineseize the Snowy Plateau (Please subscribe!)

Author: Linjiang Jun

Chapter 634: Plan to Chineseize the Snowy Plateau (Please subscribe!)

After the encounter at Saigu Pass, some new changes quietly occurred on the Tibetan side.

In the wounded barracks.

A Heshuo special Tibetan soldier who surrendered was watching a Ming Dynasty military doctor perform an operation on a wounded soldier who had also surrendered.

Not to mention, the Tibetan soldiers and prisoners who surrendered basically went to the Ming Dynasty.

The reason was unexpected, it was the grenade.

These prisoners thought that the grenades were thunders dropped by Buddha, and they were all frightened. They felt that it was wrong to fight against the heavenly soldiers, and they all regretted it!

Sometimes superstition can be used. Nian Gengyao also has a good talent for language. He has become acquainted with the captives and learned why they defected so quickly.

He decisively suggested that Pan Aqiang use Tibetan leaflets and explosive packets in the subsequent siege.

They will definitely regard the flyers dropped from the sky as instructions from the Buddha, and the explosive packets dropped from the sky as the three flavors of real fire dropped by the Buddha to punish them!

Pan Aqiang was so impressed with the case that he repeatedly praised Nian Gengyao for his clever mind.

Returning to the scene of the wounded barracks, one of the surrendered soldiers suffered a gunshot wound and was bleeding a lot. The situation was quite dangerous.

Dolma felt that the military doctor who was rescuing him should be an officer, because Dolma saw that the Ming soldiers coming and going all paid tribute to him first.

Now, the Ming military doctors are trying their best to save the lives of the surrendered soldiers, and they are covered in blood.

Dolma was a little touched, because those Mongolian officers were so superior, how could they care so much about these little soldiers!

"Ouch, it hurts!"

In the light of the fire, the wounded Tibetan soldiers were screaming in pain.

The military doctors of the Ming Dynasty, who had been baptized by the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", went through great troubles to stop the bleeding of the wounded soldiers who surrendered.

Since the medicines were mainly supplied to the Ming army, the Tibetan surrender soldiers all used some locally collected herbs.

It was Dolma who was responsible for collecting the herbs.

The Ming Dynasty military doctor pounded some herbs in a bowl and applied them to the wounded soldier's leg.

It's done, now it's up to him to make his own fortune.

Whether he can have the opportunity to lead the Ming Dynasty depends on how long it takes him to recover from his injury.

Maybe he could capture the entire snowy plateau before he recovers from his injuries.

The wounded Tibetan soldier lying on the bed was covered in mud and blood, and he kept shouting in Tibetan about pain. It seemed that he could be saved, at least he was still conscious.

Out of professionalism, the military doctor of the Ming Dynasty reminded: "Cover him thickly at night. Based on my experience, it is very easy to catch wind and cold after being injured."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave when he was suddenly grabbed by the wounded soldier. The wounded soldier said in a strong Sichuan accent: "Mr. Zhong, am I going to die?"

It turns out that the Tibetan soldiers and Tibetan nobles near Qamdo all spoke Chinese to a greater or lesser extent.

Because Qamdo is at the core of the Tea Horse Road, being an official in Qamdu has been a lucrative job for Tibetans since ancient times.

There are many businessmen coming and going, and the toll fees alone are enough to collect a lot of money.

The military doctor of the Ming Dynasty looked at him in surprise. He was a little stupid. How come so many prisoners could speak Chinese!

It seems that His Majesty is right, the snowy plateau has belonged to the Ming Dynasty since ancient times.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the wound, he said, "Boy, don't touch it with your hands. Don't get it dirty. If it doesn't fester later, it will be fine."

The wounded soldier who surrendered thought he was comforting him, so he begged: "Sir, I can't read. I'm afraid I won't survive tonight. Can you write a letter for me and send it to my family?"

"You want to die so much, you are looking down on our Ming Dynasty military doctors!"

After saying that, he went to see other patients.

The wounded soldier who felt that he was going to die could only murmur in pain: "Father, mother, I can't help you."

There were basically no serious injuries among the wounded prisoners in the camp. The seriously injured were all carried away, and there was no point in treating them. The Ming military doctors were able to cure the wounded soldiers by dividing them by three and five.

Treating Tibetan soldiers was the suggestion of Qu Dajun, the governor of Sichuan, because the snow-covered plateau was a barren land and the Han people were definitely not willing to come there.

In this case, post-occupation processing will be more difficult than war.

If the Han people did not immigrate, they would not be able to form effective rule over the snow-covered plateau.

They can't all be humanely destroyed, right?

Then support a group of pro-Ming sects and Chineseize all the locals, and everything will be fine!

So the strategy is to favor some people, suppress some people, and eliminate some people.

What must be eliminated are the monks and aristocratic forces in the snowy plateau, but the common people can spare their lives.

By the way, this Ming Dynasty military doctor is called Fu Bowen. He has been practicing medicine for generations and is a native of Jiangyin.

When the Ming Dynasty's Northern Expedition recaptured Jiangyin, he received the news and immediately signed up to join the army despite his family's objections.

Because of his proficiency in medical skills, his talent was discovered by the Ming Dynasty military and he was later sent to the Ming Dynasty Royal Medical College for training.

He took the initiative to come to the snowy plateau, so he was promoted to major.

He is almost the highest ranking among the active military doctors of the Ming Dynasty.

Fu Bowen left the tent, walked a few steps, suddenly turned around and said, "Dolma, go and have a rest. Why are you following me?"

The surrendered little follower Ban Zhuoma lowered his head and said in an awkward tone: "Sir, I want to learn medicine from you!"

He also spoke Chinese and spoke his mind boldly, fearing that the officer would reject him.

After all, in a religiously dark place like the Snowy Plateau, people at the bottom are not allowed to gain knowledge.

Perhaps it was the first time he met such a proactive Tibetan. Fu Bowen thought it was interesting and did not refuse him.

Fu Bowen thought about it and decided to give him a chance: "You can study if you want, but you have to join the army!" "Join the Ming Dynasty's army?" Zhuoma asked ecstatically.

"Yes, after joining the army, you can learn low-level medical skills, and then I can teach you when you have time!"

Fu Bowen said gently that he himself is a gentle and gentle person, and he is willing to help if he encounters something that can help.

"Boy, I'm going to start with my ugly words. Not everyone can join the Ming Dynasty army if they want to. Even Ming people can't do it. They need to pass the examination. And if you want to join the Ming Dynasty army, you can't believe in your Tibetan Buddhism. But

You can choose to believe in our Ming and Central Plains Buddhism."

"In this case, do you still want to join the Ming army?"

"Sir, I think so!" Zhuoma nodded firmly.

They are all Buddhism. As long as you have Buddha in your heart, aren't they all the same?

You can still have enough to eat by joining the Ming army. Food is more important than belief.

To be honest, Tibetan Buddhism is full of terror and oppression for people at the bottom like Dolma. He now regards the Ming army as a savior sent by the Buddha.

Fu Bowen is also very happy. Practice has proved that His Majesty’s plan to prepare the snowy plateau to be Chineseized is right!

Let them convert to Central Plains Buddhism first, then learn Chinese characters, and then wear Hanfu. From now on, they will no longer be our own people!

Fu Bowen took Dolma to find the imperial trainer of the National Defense Force, who first conducted a physical examination and political review on Dolma.

After passing the political review, let Dolma go to the front line to test his loyalty, and then arrange for Dolma to learn medical skills from an old health worker!
Chapter completed!