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The appearance of Sebu brought both vitality and crisis to the Junggar camp.

Although Sebu returned to Junggar for some time, it was secret after all. Except for the core officials who had agreed to participate in the coup, no one else knew of Sebu's return.The sudden appearance at this time is like throwing a stone into a calm lake, instantly stirring up restless factors.

Cewang Allah Butan's confidant, Sangji, the commander of the camp garrison, received the report from his subordinates and immediately led his people over.There are not many garrisons left in the camp, only about two hundred people.Most of them are wounded soldiers who have been transferred back after receiving minor injuries, and their combat effectiveness is not very strong.The real elite soldiers were all under Celing's command, dealing with Khalkha's invading troops.

Sanji is a man in his forties. He is not tall, but he is strong and tight. His arms are extraordinarily thick. He can carry a long gun as easily as a thin wooden stick.He has thick hair, only the temples are grizzled, and his beard is all over his face, making him look like a lion.The people below call him the Lion King, and he can be counted as a famous figure in front of Tservan Allah Butan.

Followed by Sanji is his adjutant Daman.Daman was slightly taller than Sanji, and had a lame leg. He had just come off the battlefield, his leg was splinted, and he was leaning on a crutch that was not very handy, and he staggered behind him step by step.

Sangji brought more than thirty people, and followed Daman in twos and threes carelessly. The youngest was a ten-year-old child who was blind in one eye, covered with a black cloth, flat-mouthed, sallow and thin, with a pale face. Obviously not full.

Sangji stopped at the periphery of the crowd, raised his hand to stop the crowd following him, and then waved to a young soldier who had just distributed supplies and was poking around the crowd on tiptoe, "That kid, come here."

"Me?" The young man pointed to himself, turned around in surprise, saw Sanji calling him, trotted over, and stopped in front of Sanji: "The Lion King? Prince Baljur is back! Go and have a look, it seems It's been a lot of pain!"

"Oh?" Sanji glanced at Sebu, who seemed to look over the crowd.The small eyes turned around in the beard, and when they turned back, the boy trembled in fright, shrugged his shoulders, and took a half step back. "The prince escaped from Tibet?" Sangji was a little displeased. Frowning, sucking his nose, he looked the boy up and down sharply, with disdain in his eyes.

The boy flinched and took another half step back. Sangji stretched out his hand, grabbed the boy by the collar and pulled him back, saying, "Why are you trembling? Who is your head? Do you want to be beaten?"

The young man was so frightened that he couldn't speak well. He lowered his head and bit his lips purple. After a long while, he could barely come up with a sentence: "The king...the prince...the prince is not...from Tibet...back..."

Sangji got impatient, and was about to throw him away, and then changed to a quick-spoken one. Seeing that there were no other soldiers around, he grabbed the boy by the collar and swung it in Daman's direction, saying: "You ask !"

Daman coughed twice, cleared his throat, patted the shoulder of the boy who was afraid of him with one hand, pointed his mouth towards the direction of the colored cloth, and asked, "What's going on?"

The young man settled down, glanced at Sangji secretly, then quickly turned his gaze back, and said quickly: "The prince said that he didn't go to Tibet at all. It was the Great Khan who sent him to the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. He tried every means to escape. .”

Sangji smashed the spear in his hand, spat on the ground, and said, "Grab it."

Daman looked at Sanji with some doubts, and asked uncertainly: "Arrest Prince Baljur?"

Sangji said angrily: "Nonsense! Maybe I want to arrest Lao Tzu!"

Daman paused, hesitated for a moment, and immediately limped towards the crowd, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" He swiped left and right with his walking stick, and opened a path through the crowd, "Go back to the tent , Are you famine outside in the cold weather! Don’t join in the fun, go back to the tent.”

When Daman said this, he was a little scared, took the child and went to the yurt, but most of them looked back at Daman.Asking: "What's wrong?" "What happened?" "What are you going to do again?"

Before Daman could answer, a clear voice from the crowd said angrily, "They're going to arrest the prince!"

Then someone echoed: "Yes! The Lion King is the Great Khan's confidant, and they want to send the prince back to the Qing Dynasty!"

"You can't take the prince away!" "That bastard Allah Butan is not the Great Khan!" "Yes, the Great Khan is Galdan, the living Buddha!" ​​As the people talked, they pushed and pushed the soldiers who were about to rush in from the outside , the women held hands, with their backs to Daman's crutches, their broad buttocks blocked the way of Daman's group like a mountain.People surrounded Sebu in the middle, waved the supplies they had just received in their hands, and shook their sleeves, planning to fight a big fight.

Conflict is imminent.

Suddenly Sanji flipped the spear over, threw the head of the gun on the ground, and the ash wood of the gun barrel shook: "Shut up!" The shout like a lion's roar made the crowd quiet for a moment, and soon became noisy again.

"Sebuten Baljur is a treasonous sinner. You hand him over, or you will be regarded as guilty of the same crime as him." Sanji pointed at the spear, "I counted to thirty, and the ones still in front of the gun are all me, Sanji. The enemy, the gun has no eyes, you should be careful."

There was a commotion in the crowd.But a woman sneered and said: "I don't know that the people in Arabbutan are so despicable. Instead of attacking the invading Khalkhas, they use guns and sticks to attack the old people, women and children. .” This voice was Anu who was disguised as a herdsman.

Sangji heard the voice somewhat familiar, and was about to be dazed, when a swarm of swarms rushed up, took the thing in his hand, and greeted Sangji.Sangji retreated a few steps, reached forward with his hand, lifted the butt of the gun, shook it, and flicked it, the gun swept across and whipped a woman with a protruding belly.The woman screamed and fell to the ground.

"Killed! Killed!"

Someone in the crowd screamed, "Sangji has plotted a rebellion and killed people indiscriminately! Go and report to Master Zhebu!"

Sangji was about to look in the direction of the shout, but a young man dressed as a herdsman emerged from the crowd, picked up Sangchi's gun with a knife, and bullied him.This boy is Chang He.Chang He's kung fu is first-class and best, and among Yinhu's haha ​​beads, it is the most outstanding.At this time, facing Sangji, even though he was at a disadvantage, he was able to handle it with ease.

The tip of Sanji's spear stabbed obliquely, Chang He's armpit, Chang He dodged sideways, got short, slipped under the gun, and slashed at Sanji's lower body with a flick of the saber.Sanji had never seen such a strange move before, and he couldn't cope with it for a while, so he had to retreat, but Chang He stepped forward, stood up and parried Sanji's long spear, and swiped forward with the blade against the gun body to cut off his right hand.Sangji was quick-witted, rushed with his right hand, and raised his hand to grab the front of the gun barrel. The general escaped the slash of the long knife, but his shoulder was cut by the blade, and the sheepskin clothes had a big hole. The cold wind rushed in, and Sangji slammed Shake, put the gun in his left hand, shake the gun, and force Chang He three feet away.

This room Sanji and Chang He were fighting at a stalemate, Sebu watched from a distance, and couldn't hold back.How could he be surrounded by a group of women and children to protect him, a man of seven feet tall.He was about to rush out to fight Sangji for a few bouts, but was held back by Rongbao beside him.Rong Bao shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "The prince will see it."

Daman gave an order to his opponent: "Master, you stabilize the situation here, I'll go back and deploy troops. There are so many people, I'm afraid there won't be enough left behind." After speaking, he limped and walked outside .However, he never came back.

Daman had just taken a few steps when he heard a "whoosh", and then a delicate crossbow bolt hit Daman's back heart.Daman's footsteps were unsteady, he swayed a few times, and finally fell to the ground.

"Quick! They are going to rescue soldiers!" "Kill them!" "No one can leave!" "Go to Master Zhebu!"...

The open space was in chaos, people crowded and shoved, thirty or so soldiers couldn't take care of themselves, they didn't want to carry out the mission of the commander, but the military order was like a mountain.The youngest child glanced at Sangji secretly, then at Daman who was lying on the ground, clenched his fists as if he had made up his mind.Taking advantage of the ecstasy of everyone around him, the child ran to Daman who was lying on the ground, and pulled out the arrow stuck in the back of his heart.

The arrow was pulled out fleshy, with some blackened pieces of flesh hooked on the barbs.The child was not afraid, untied the small bow on his back, almost didn't look at it, and shot with his hand raised.The crossbow bolt passed by the three people, and with a strong wind, it was piercing Sanji's left shoulder.Sangji let out a low growl, dropped his left hand, and switched the gun to his right, but it was ineffective.Immediately, Chang He disarmed him, and the knife rest was stuck on his neck, unable to move.

"Tie him up!" Chang He ordered, and immediately surrounded by a few girls, they tied up Sanji firmly.

Sangji and Daman were injured and the other died, and the crowd cheered. At this moment, Jebu rushed over with his people, and the chaotic situation immediately stabilized.

Zhebu is the chief person in charge of the outpost in Junggar, and he is a typical neutral faction.Galdan reused him when he was in power, and he also had a good impression of him when Tsewang Arabutan came to power.This person is most used to adapting to the wind, and he can eat everywhere.Anu knew her well, contacted him early, promised him a large sum of money, and he agreed not to interfere with Sebu and Anu's coup d'état.

When Sangji and Chang He were fighting fiercely, the garrison in other camps had long been led by a centurion with white scarves around their necks, and used this as a sign to tell Anu about the reckless plans he had made. The cronies grabbed it.The rest of the soldiers did not resist either, they followed the example of the others and joined in with white scarves.Seeing that one side in the incident was gaining momentum, Jebu even changed his stance of not helping each other, and led people to the square to arrest Sangji and others.

"They are traitors!" "Kill them, Master Zhebu!" "Protect the prince!" Some people in the crowd were chattering, filled with righteous indignation, and raised their arms and shouted.

"I will treat the prince well. My fellow citizens, please go back. Don't worry about his safety. I will handle the affairs here, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation tomorrow." Jebu said slowly, with a soft sentence, Then everyone's hearts were reassured.

Sebu also made a salute to everyone: "Today, everyone's love for saving me is deeply felt by Sebuten Baljur. Junggar was brutally poisoned by Khalkha, and all the compatriots were displaced. These people even swung their knives at their parents and brothers. , waving at the Eruts, it is really unforgivable!"

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!" The people below shouted in unison.

"But we can't be like them. We must reserve our courage to deal with the enemy. When foreign enemies are present, we should share the same hatred!"

"Together with the enemy! Together with the enemy!"

The atmosphere was high and warm, and Zhebu stood aside with a smile and watched Sebu's performance, but a person rushed over and gave Zhebu a letter.When Zhebu opened it, his face changed. After thinking for a while, there was a smile in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

Zhebu stepped forward to make a quiet gesture, waved the information in front of him, and said in a sad voice: "God bless my Junggar country, our great sweat, Cewang Allah Butan was assassinated in Qinghai and died!" Then he handed the letter in his hand to Sebu.

Sebu only took one look, and his face changed. The words "the meeting place was attacked and no one survived" seemed to hit his heart.Yinhu... Could something happen to Yinhu?