"General, I suspect they're the horse thieves!" Dakshin reported to Dalda, pointing to the group of monks, with anger in his eyes.

The Mongol soldiers were well-trained, and at the moment when Dakshin's order was given, they had already aimed their bows and arrows at the group of monks.

"What, you say they were the horse thieves of that day?" Dalda was not sure for a moment whether Dakshen wanted to use the question to rob the mounts of this group of monks or if he really saw something wrong, and asked in a low voice, while looking at the other party carefully, but unfortunately he did not see the few war horses he was familiar with.

Dakshen knew what the general was thinking as soon as he saw his general's suspicious expression, and hurriedly said: "General! I am familiar with the war horses in our team, and there are indeed so dozen or so mounts under their seats that are similar to our stolen war horses, and nine times out of ten they are our war horses!"

"The captain said that, that...... It's all like our stolen war horses!" a guard who was in charge of raising war horses on weekdays also shouted.

"That's right! Look at that one, isn't it my previous war horse? General, our war horses are marked, as long as you check it, you will know if it is our war horse!" another Mongolian soldier shouted, pointing to one of the war horses excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, Mongolian soldiers pointed out that the horses under the monk's seat were their previous war horses, and Dorda knew that such a common word seemed to be true, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he waved his hand and ordered: "Fence it all for me!"

At the same time, the pair of monks had already sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and it seemed that the Mongolian Tatars were not just trying to embarrass them, but rather ...... The leader of the monks flashed in his mind, and remembered what he heard before leaving the little novice in the temple and the merchant who had been supplying horses, grain, grass, seasonal fruits and vegetables to the temple, and his heart was suddenly furious: "Mi a Buddha! The Buddha originally wanted to talk to you about the well water and not interfere with the river water." How dare you hit the Buddha on the head! I really don't know how the dead word is written!"

When the leader of the monks was furious, the Mongolian soldiers had already surrounded them, and Dakshen urged him to step forward, and the horse whip was raised and pointed at the monks, and scolded: "The thief monk is so bold that he dares to steal my Mongolian war horse, are you impatient? If you dare to resist stubbornly, hehe!

"Hehe! I have long heard that the Mongolian Tartars are unreasonable to take and rob by force, but I didn't expect that this is really the case today! Red mouth and white teeth will frame the Buddha for stealing your horse in vain! Do you know that the Buddha's horses are raised in the temple, what does it have to do with you? ”

"It's that you are used to being arrogant, but don't forget that now you are on the territory of our Tibet, not your desert, let you come nonsense!"

"Yes, and we stole your horses. The Buddha still stole your mother's mother! A group of turtle grandsons! Scattered wild on the Buddha's head, and did not inquire about the origin of your Buddha, can you frame it at will!" "This group of monks is not a good master who eats fasting and recites Buddha, but has always been the overlord of the place, how can they sell the face of outsiders such as Mongolian tartars."

The Mongol Empire is now in full swing and unstoppable, but the people of Tibet are not easy to mess with, you must know how majestic the Tang Dynasty is. Isn't it still the same for Tubo, which is still based on Huairou, and is both friendly and envoy. It's not that the Tang Dynasty doesn't want to fight, it's that they can't beat it, this is the pride of the Tubo people, so this group of monks didn't take this group of Mongolian soldiers to heart.

As soon as Dorda and Dakshen heard this, they were furious and couldn't hold back anymore, how many years have passed, and they only have to provoke and scold others. How dare anyone insult themselves like this?

"The war horse is in front of you, and everyone dares to be so arrogant, which shows how arrogant the monks are on weekdays, it seems that the rumors are true, this Tibetan tribe has no reverence for our Mongol Empire! If I let you go today, wouldn't I have fallen into the prestige of my Mongol Empire!" Dalda gritted his teeth and ordered loudly, "The thief is arrogant, steals the war horse, dies without repentance, and kills!"

One side is arrogant, the other side is arrogant and arrogant, if you don't agree with each other, you will start fighting immediately, there is no room for negotiation at all, Elder Peng is happy in his heart, this saves a lot of tongue!

Jiang Baishou and Gong Qiang were inexplicable in their hearts, turned their heads to look at Elder Peng, and tasted a trace of taste from his eyes, although they were curious in their hearts, it was not the time to get to the bottom of it, the three of them looked at each other and slowly retreated to Batu's side, making a careful protective statement, this is their duty, and others will not care too much about them with the intention of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

Those monks were all brave, and before Dalda could give the order to release the arrows, the leader had already rushed towards the Mongolian soldiers around him with a strange scream and more than twenty Pan monks behind him.

The two sides were not far apart, this charge was already close at hand, short combat, only a few Mongolian soldiers quickly shot the sharp arrows in their hands, but unfortunately not waiting for the second arrow to catch the bowstring Pan Seng was already close at hand.

Only two or three of the more than twenty monks were unlucky enough to be wounded by bows and arrows, but the injuries were not serious, but aroused their ferocity, and they rushed towards the Mongol soldiers with a scream.

The monks each held a sword in their hands, a ring knife, a demon pestle, a Falun, a prayer building, and a gun and a stick, while the Mongolian soldiers were unified scimitars.

The Mongol soldiers were outnumbered and decisive, and the two sides were killed and wounded as soon as they first clashed, and after a while, more than 10 Mongolian soldiers were killed or wounded, and five or six monks fell in a pool of blood.

"Mongolian dog! The Buddha and you are incompatible!" The leading monk watched the junior brother and nephew beside him keep falling, and screamed strangely and vigorously waved the scimitar in his hand to cut down the two Mongolian soldiers, but was blocked by Dakshen and the two Mongolian soldiers with a joint swing.

The tragic fighting continued for a quarter of an hour, but the casualties of the monks came and went, and one by one the monks fell in a pool of blood or died tragically or were seriously injured, in short, they could not survive. The Mongol soldiers also paid a heavy price of nearly 40 dead or maimed.

"Senior brother, you must kill us and avenge us!" the only two remaining monks let out a cry of grief, and then rushed to Dakshen and the other Mongol soldiers besieging the leading monk, despite the fact that they were seriously wounded.

Seeing this, the leading monk's eyes gradually turned red, roaring like a wild lion, his muscles were swollen, his whole life was swollen, and his face became red as blood.

At the same time, the skill of the leading monk also seems to have increased greatly, the speed of the attack is faster, the power between the moves is more powerful, and the two Mongolian soldiers have been seriously injured again between the hands and feet, and even Dakshen was slashed by him and vomited blood.

The leading monk took the opportunity to fly out of the encirclement, grabbed a horse and galloped away. Seeing this, Dorda bent his bow and arrows, shot three arrows in a row, and was dodged by the monk with two arrows, and the last arrow hit the back, and the monk was powerful enough, so he just lay on the back of the horse and continued to urge the horse to run wildly, fleeing farther and farther. (To be continued......)