Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

Two days later.

The sunset is like a shy girl, gently folding her skirt and hiding behind the mountains.

Li Xiangyang and others set out from the military headquarters by car and headed for Nima Weizang.

It is worth mentioning that in the plateau dialect, Nima does not mean an insult, but implies sacredness.

U-Tsang refers to the river in the central area. The two words together mean the sacred river.

Dallarama specially held the welcome ceremony here to show his kindness.

Of course, it also indirectly reflects his blasphemy against the plateau's faith.

In such a solemn and holy place, Dalai Lama intended to do something wrong to Li Xiangyang and others, completely disregarding the gods and Buddhas.

"Commander Li, are all the comrades in place?"

Accompanying Li Xiangyang were Deng Qiandong, deputy commander of the Plateau Military Region, and Tan Changlin, political commissar.

Li Xiangyang had tried his best to dissuade them from following along, but the two were very determined. “We have been ordered to develop the plateau area, so we must be responsible for the people here. How can we put all the responsibility on you alone?”

In the end, Li Xiangyang had no choice but to agree.

Fortunately, he had already asked Li Jicheng to lead the soldiers to blend in with the crowd and have them covered by local villagers, so there was no possibility of being discovered.

Once there is any disturbance, Li Jicheng will be the first to lead people to calm it down.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Nima Weizang.

Under the night sky, the long Weizang River flows gently, and the bright starry sky is reflected on the river surface, flickering.

Many people from the plateau gathered here, the orange-red bonfire drove away the darkness and brought endless warmth.

"Political Commissar Tan, Deputy Commander Deng!"

From a distance, Dallarama personally led people to meet them.

As a leader of the plateau region, he was already familiar with Tan Changlinhe and Deng Qiandong.

This is also the reason why the two insisted on coming.

If the Sijiu City sends a leader to the plateau and no one from the military follows, Dalai Lama will surely become suspicious.

"Is this the leader sent by the Forty-Nine City?!"

Dallarama looked at Li Xiangyang with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This senior leader is so young?

"Hello comrade, my name is Li Xiangyang."

Li Xiangyang said with a smile.

At this time, a middle-aged plateau man stepped forward, raised the Hada above his head with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and held it in front of Li Xiangyang.

"This is the etiquette of our plateau. You are a guest who has come from afar and you represent the Forty-Nine City. You are of noble status, so he cannot bring it for you personally."

Dalai Lama explained.

Li Xiangyang had only seen this kind of etiquette on TV in his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested.

He took the Hada and put it on himself according to the instructions of the person next to him.

"The welcome ceremony is about to begin, let's take our seats."

Dalai Lama said.

The area around the Weizang River was cleaned tidy. Li Xiangyang and others sat on velvet chairs. Dalai Lama also ordered people to prepare various refreshments.

Many people in the plateau changed into characteristic costumes and sang local songs around the campfire.

During this period, many monks put their hands together and recited scriptures in unison. The scriptures were ethereal and long, which calmed people's mood.

Dallarama was smiling all the time and warmly entertained Li Xiangyang and others.

Everything seemed so peaceful, with no signs of anything being amiss.

However, Li Xiangyang did not let down his guard.

He glanced at the crowd and noticed some people dressed as civilians moving back and forth, seemingly trying to determine the identities of these people.

"What are you doing?!"

At this moment, a young man's voice suddenly rose.

I saw two militiamen pulling a man and questioning him about something.

Because the noise was too loud, Tan Changlin and others looked over.

"There have been some bad rumors recently that attempt to destroy our friendship. In order to prevent these bad guys from infiltrating the ceremony, I asked people to conduct an investigation."

Dalai Lama hastened to explain.

"Dalairama is really thoughtful!"

Li Xiangyang looked at him deeply and spoke slowly.

Dalairam suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

For some reason, he inexplicably felt that the young leader seemed to have seen through his plan.

The other person's eyes were very deep, as if he could see through everything.

"We can't put it off any longer..."

Dallara clenched his fists and managed to calm down.

He signaled to the people around him with his eyes.

The man nodded immediately, then stood up and left.

"We have also prepared a sumptuous meal, which will be served soon!"

Dalai Lama said to everyone with a smile.

Sudden--

"We can't let them take Dalai Lama!"

A fierce noise broke out in the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen villagers rushed towards Li Xiangyang and others.

“Dalai Lama is the hope of the plateau!”

"We must protect Dalai Lama!"

For a time, the crowd was furious.

Seeing this, Tan Changlin and others frowned.

"What are you doing?!"

Dalai Lama pretended to be dissatisfied and scolded: "These people are all nobles of the Dragon Army. How can you offend them? Get out of here!"

"No, we can't let them take you away!"

A man yelled, "Despicable Dragon Army, you just want to destroy the plateau!"

As soon as he said this, many people agreed with him.

The villagers who were originally singing and dancing couldn't help but stop.

They looked at Li Xiangyang and others, somewhat hesitant.

At this moment--

"You bullshit!"

The young man who stood up earlier was Zhaxi Dingzhen.

“You keep saying that Dalai Lama is the hope of the plateau, but what has he brought to the plateau over the years?”

Zhaxi Dingzhen waved his hands, his young face full of anger, "Because of him, so many people lost their parents and children. Under the sacred mountain on the plateau, there are only bones buried!"

"Where did this bastard come from!"

Seeing someone suddenly stand up, Dalerama's expression became very ugly.

He gave the militia a look.

"How dare you speak nonsense in front of Dalai Lama, and why don't you retreat!"

Two militiamen came over and prepared to take Zhaxi Ding away.

At this time, two villagers beside Zhaxi Dingzhen stepped forward and grabbed their arms.

"you!"

The two militiamen struggled for a long time, but found that the opponent's big hands were like iron clamps and did not move at all!

"The New Dragon Kingdom has been established, and everyone is equal. Why not let him finish his words?"

One of the villagers spoke up.

And what he said was standard Long Mandarin.

"Ah?! He's not from the plateau!"

Suddenly, the plateau villagers around him became a little agitated.

Dallarama's pupils shrank slightly. At this point, he had realized something.

"Where did this spy come from? How dare he sneak in? Catch him now!"

He said eagerly.

"Wait a minute!"

Li Xiangyang stood up slowly, "Dalai Lama, he is not a spy, but my subordinate!"

Then, he looked at Zhaxi Dingzhen again, "Little comrade, do you have anything else to say?"