1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Fire!"

The roar of surprise even spread from the artillery position to the rear command post. Hou Dehui heard it, but he didn't care.

His energy was all involved in the situation under Kulun City.

I saw that the remaining five 87mm field guns of Jebtsundamba were turned by the grassland artillery and pointed at the city. After a few gunshots, the palace collapsed.

"What happened? White flag? Is that a white flag? The enemy's artillery is our people? Didn't we receive the news?!" Hou Dehui said in a mess.

The actions of the grassland artillery made him think that this was the credit of the intelligence department. Turning against the enemy in the battle, it happened in Nanjing.

But why didn't they communicate with them? Did the artillery just now hit? Are the "own people" seriously injured?

Hou Dehui's mind was full of question marks.

"Captain, give the order to attack, the opportunity cannot be missed." Li Yan said on the side.

Hou Dehui immediately stared at the grassland artillery under Kulun City without saying anything.

This is indeed a good opportunity. The artillery turned against the enemy and the palace was bombed into ruins. The enemy's morale must have been severely hit.

But everything was too dramatic, so dramatic that Hou Dehui doubted whether this was a conspiracy.

If Hou Dehui were in Jebtsundamba's position, he would not think of defeating the Third Regiment in a field battle.

So, how to face the Third Regiment at the gates of the city?

Fake surrender seems to be a good way.

"Run away! Run away! The enemy ran out!" Li Yan shouted loudly, calling Hou Dehui back to his thoughts.

Just as he was thinking, countless cavalry ran out from all corners of Kulun City and then scattered.

"Order the first battalion to attack Kulun, the second battalion to get on the car, and cooperate with the third battalion to clear out the escaped enemies." Hou Dehui looked at the cavalry fleeing in all directions and made up his mind.

According to the information he received, Jebtsundamba's army was less than 10,000 people. Just looking at the people who ran away, there were at least 1,500 if not 2,000 people, and they were all in a state of disarray and running around. It was unlikely that they would make a comeback.

In addition, according to the information he got from the captives who attacked Ulanqab League, an army of 3,000 people went south.

After a careful calculation, 5,000 of the army of less than 10,000 people went away, and there were at most 4,000 people in the city. The artillery seemed to have been instigated.

For various reasons, Hou Dehui was willing to take a gamble, betting that the artillery was really instigated, and the defeat, total force, etc. were also true.

"Yes!"

The first battalion was in battle formation and slowly moved towards Kulun, while the second battalion took out trucks, motorcycles and other vehicles and chased the fleeing cavalry.

It was not for annihilation, but to take precautions. What if Jebtsundamba ran away in the crowd?

Buzz!

The motorcycle rushed out and galloped on the grassland.

A motorcycle can carry two soldiers, and a machine gun can be mounted on a truck bed. On the grassland, this is the most flexible weapon.

A motorcycle can run at a speed of 60 or more for several hours until the fuel runs out or a malfunction occurs. A well-trained horse can also run at 60 kilometers per hour, but it can only last for a few minutes.

However, there are too many people running out. The third regiment cannot spare people to track down the target of three or two people, so it can only give up.

Jebtsundamba will not be among these people, because he has no experience and ability to live alone. After all, he is a noble living Buddha since childhood.

"Go in." Hou Dehui did not pay attention to the people who fled in all directions, but kept watching Kulun.

What he was most worried about did not happen. The grassland artillery under Kulun City did not turn the muzzle again until the soldiers of the first battalion arrived.

When the first battalion took over the cannon, these people seemed very happy. After handing over the cannon happily, they ran to the side and squatted on their own.

"I said that it was that liar who deceived us, deceived Changshengtian, and angered Changshengtian."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, when we hit the Central Plains people, the shells exploded halfway, but when we hit that liar, every shot hit the target."

"Yes, yes, did you see it? The most critical shell, the one that destroyed the main hall, was fired by me!"

"What do you mean you fired it? If I hadn't aimed, could you have hit it? You just pulled the trigger rope, and a dog wouldn't have done worse than you."

"What? Are you saying I'm the same as a dog? Do you dare to say it again?"

"Come on, Batu Wendusu, what can you do if he says it again? Are you challenging him with your skinny body? Forget it, with your physique, you can't even beat a woman..."

The artillery of the grassland people made a bad joke, and when he saw Batu Wendusu's face flushed with anger, he laughed out loud.

"What are they laughing at?" The soldiers of the battalion guarding nearby did not understand Mongolian, so they did not understand why they were laughing.

"I don't know." His comrades did not understand either, so they could not understand why.

They had fought so many battles and captured many prisoners. This was the most arrogant prisoner they had ever seen. He was still laughing after being captured? !

However, these people did not do anything, and the guards did not stop them from turning their guns around in the battle.

Maybe they will be our own people in the future.

...

The battle in Kulun City was very hasty. It lasted less than half an hour, and all the important transportation hubs in the city changed hands.

In addition, Gandan Monastery, the Great Khan's Palace, the Qing Empire's imperial envoy Kulun Minister's Office, warehouses, barracks, etc. were either captured or surrounded.

When this news reached Hou Dehui, Hou Dehui thought it was a joke.

This is a battle for the city! He only deployed one battalion, and the battle lasted only half an hour, and it was almost over?

For a battalion, just occupying the above-mentioned places without taking other actions, the troops would seem to be stretched to the limit, right?

But it was so dramatic that the battle ended just like that.

In the final analysis, this rebellion was not firm and unpopular.

This is also true in history. The independence of the grassland people is ultimately a struggle for interests, and it is personal interests.

Except for Jebtsundamba, other Mongolian princes and nobles did not care about rebellion or not. They just wanted to get fairer treatment.

During the New Deal stage in the late Qing Dynasty, the mainland launched a new deal in full swing, and the grassland was not missed.

Some enlightened and insightful Mongolian princes and nobles proposed many new deal measures.

They advocated the establishment of universities and primary schools in Mongolia, the construction of railways, the opening of banks, the establishment of postal services, the establishment of industry and commerce, reclamation and animal husbandry, as well as the training of new soldiers, the establishment of patrol police, and the improvement of flag politics, and proposed to adopt and absorb advanced technology and experience.

The Qing Empire has always advocated that the Manchurian grasslands are one family, and of course it gives strong support, but it must be led by the official forces of the Qing Empire, such as various generals, Kulun officials, etc.

The new policy has begun, but it is different from what the Mongolian princes imagined.

Among them, the focus of the contradiction is reflected in the reclamation of the Mongolian land.

Before the new policy, the scale of the reclamation of the Mongolian land was limited to a small scale, and the Mongolian princes who had land did not benefit much from it.

After the new policy, the restrictions on the reclamation of the Mongolian land were relaxed and the scale was expanded.

However, half of the land rent originally belonging to the Mongolian princes was taken away to the central government.

It would have been fine if it was just that. After the reclamation of the Mongolian land, the Kulun officials, the Uliastai generals, etc. took it for granted that they could implement the inland governance method after the reclamation of the wasteland, and began to collect heavy taxes.

Various taxes, land rents, levies, etc. fell on the Mongolian princes and ordinary people, and the grassland people who were already living a bad life became penniless.

You know, the former inner and outer jasaks did not need to pay taxes (they did not need to pay taxes to the central court, not that they did not pay taxes to the local court).

For various reasons, the new policy became a bad policy. Not long ago, the governors of the two leagues and the Shabi Yamen led by Jebtsundamba wrote to the Minister of Kulun and General Uliastai.

In this letter, both the Mongolian princes and Jebtsundamba put themselves in a low position. The original words were:

"The Mongolian people have received several orders to implement the new policy with great concern. Our poor taijis and herdsmen of the league and Shabi, who have been impoverished by various taxes, have reached a point where they can no longer support it. None of the orders issued in the past are beneficial to the Mongolians."

From this, it can be seen that the grassland people are resentful of the new policy, but they have no intention of going out alone.

Why go out alone? That has to be said about the eighth Jebtsundamba - Bogdogen.

Since the mid-19th century, the Russian Empire has been sending expeditions, caravans, and survey teams to infiltrate the grasslands.

Bokdoggen inherited the position of the eighth Jebtsundamba in the infiltration of the Russian Empire.

Since he was a child, any Russian caravan arriving at the grasslands would first pay tribute to Bokdoggen.

According to records, Russian women often came and went in the residence of the eighth Jebtsundamba. Over the years, Bokdoggen became a hardcore pro-Russian faction.

The Qing Empire rebelled, and the front line was defeated again and again. Finally, the little emperor fled to the grasslands, which made the grassland people very confused.

They didn't know how to face the Central Plains people, and they were even more afraid that the Central Plains people would continue to implement the new policy.

Coincidentally, Jebtsundamba received the promise of the Russians, so he expelled the Kulun Minister as soon as possible, and declared independence with the support of some Mongolian princes.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are sincere desires to "restore the glory of the Great Mongol Empire", but more of them are just blindly following.

Kobudu, which is a little further away from Kulun, does not support Jebtsundamba's independence, and all places under his command still obey the orders of Kobudu's Minister of Counsellor.

If the Third Regiment had not marched straight in, Jebtsundamba's next target would have been Kobudu.

"Report!"

"The palace has been captured, and no trace of Bokdoggen has been found. None of the captives confessed where he went."

Hou Dehui frowned. If Bokdoggen ran away, there would be a lot of trouble in the future.

"Order..." When Hou Dehui was about to order a city-wide search, another messenger came in.

"Report, the enemy chief Bokdoggen has been found. He hid in the Russian embassy. The battalion commander asked me to ask for instructions."