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...Kong Le retreated through the jungle, Russian Ilyushin planes flying from North Viet Nam dropped supplies to his troops; his route of march would take him straight to the royal capital of Luang-prabang, where torpid King Savang Vatthana has sat for five months treating the whole civil war with lofty disdain. But General Phoumi made no attempt to pursue, airily declared that his jungle garrisons would take care of Kong Le along the way. General Phoumi's only announced policy is to "transform all Laotians into Laotians" (i.e., non-Communists). To which Prince Boun Oum added this sage...
Ranged against Kong Le and Prince Souvanna was ex-Defense Minister Gen eral Phoumi Nosavan, 40, whose hastily organized "Committee Against the Coup d'Etat" still holds the royal seat of Luang-prabang and is apparently keeping the King under something close to house arrest. Last week, after a quick trip to Thailand, whose strongly anti-Communist government loudly distrusts Kong Le & Co., General Phoumi turned up in the southern Laotian town of Savannakhet with a brand-new radio transmitter and a vow to chase Kong Le out of the capital...
Neither side would budge. One Red battalion was encamped in a small valley called Xieng Ngeun, twelve miles from the ancient capital city of Luang Prabang, and the only exit from the valley was guarded by two Royal Laotian battalions and a detachment of paratroopers. The other was stationed on the wide Plaine des Jarres in north Laos, surrounded by four heavily armed loyal battalions. The Royal Laos handed ultimatums to the Reds, giving them the choice of surrendering their arms and being integrated, or being wiped out; food supplies were cut off. At Xieng Ngeun, his hungry...
...languid, landlocked little Indo-Chinese kingdom of Laos, a man's rank is told by the color of his umbrella.. Old King Sisavang Vong, who reigns in the royal capital of Luang Prabang, rates a white umbrella. Lesser noble fry rate umbrellas of varying hues and sizes. Viceroys, for instance, are entitled to yellow...
...this seemed to suit Phetsarath just fine. He announced he would now tour the southern provinces, picking up more hibiscus blossoms and kowtows. Wrily old Phetsarath, who is possibly the best big-game hunter in Southeast Asia, would be delighted to let confusion reign indefinitely in both Luang Prabang and Vientiane. If things get too badly snarled up, he might be willing to take over the premiership himself. And after that, who knows? He might even bag his uncle's white umbrella...