Today they said they would arrive tomorrow, tomorrow they said they would arrive the day after tomorrow, and up until now there has been no sign of them. Do you have any more people on your side?"

Steward Cisong said quickly, "General Yuan, Commander Yuan, you know that we suffered a heavy blow after the defeat in Lhasa.

Now the enemy's military is still pursuing our people relentlessly.

That's why I asked you to stir up more trouble here and draw their attention here. Then our master can escape and reunite with you."

Commander Yuan sarcastically said, "That sounds nice, but you probably want us to attract firepower here so your master can take the opportunity to escape with all the gold, silver and treasures, right?

Ci Songguan defended himself, "Commander Yuan has misunderstood. Our master has a large pasture here, with large herds of cattle, sheep, and slaves. How could he be willing to run away?"

Commander Yuan said angrily, "Don't try to explain yourself. I just don't understand why you, with more than 30,000 people, would lose against an enemy with more than 10,000 people.

Our weapons are better than theirs, our food is better than theirs, we are more familiar with the terrain than theirs, and we are more adaptable to the environment than theirs, yet we are still being chased all over the world by theirs.

Your master is still thinking about his pastures, cattle and sheep? He hasn't woken up yet, right? "

Butler Cisong was also annoyed after hearing this: "Don't talk about us, weren't you also driven to the island a long time ago?

Now you still want to use us to control Tibet? You are just dreaming.

I won't waste my time talking to you. If you want our master's support, you have to turn this place upside down. Otherwise, your food and drink will be in jeopardy."

Zhang Xudong only realized how many twists and turns there were. If these two groups of people get together, it would be strange if they could do anything good.