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Chapter 35 Ten Thousand Cries

Many questions suddenly flashed in Feng Guozhang's mind. Those who were hiding in those buildings were actually Tibetans. Why did Tibetans attack the government's army?

Just when he was stunned, the row of mortars were fired one after another, and several buildings in the distance were instantly submerged in a sea of ​​fire, and screams came into his ears from time to time.

"Kill!" Suddenly, the sound of killing was heard around the sky, and all of these shouts were shouted out in Tibetan.

Then, Feng Guozhang and all the soldiers of the 13th Division saw a strange scene. There were almost a thousand Tibetans holding spears, spears and big swords from all directions. There were actually many lamas among the crowd!

Feng Guozhang asked the translator to shout loudly: "Tibetan brothers, we are here to rescue you. I hope you don't misunderstand and put down the weapons in your hands. We will not hurt you!"

But the Tibetans who came forward could not hear him, and they rushed towards Feng Guozhang and the others without fear of death. Feng Guozhang made a gesture to the adjutant next to him, and the adjutant immediately fired an arrow into the sky.

After a moment, dense gunshots rang out further around, and thousands of soldiers in Chinese army uniforms suddenly appeared outside the city of Lhasa.

It turned out that before Feng Guozhang entered the city, he divided more than 8,000 infantry into two parts, one more than 3,000 people entered the city first, and the other stayed outside the city for observation in case of emergencies.

Feng Guozhang did not expect that as soon as he entered the city, he was besieged by thousands of Tibetans. After receiving the signal, the troops in the outer city rushed into Lhasa as quickly as possible, surrounding the more than a thousand Tibetans.

The more than a thousand Tibetans still fearlessly rushed to Feng Guozhang. Thinking of the cold gun that had just targeted Feng Guozhang, although he lost his correct head and hit Feng Guozhang's mount, the target of these Tibetans was very obvious, and it was Feng Yuxiang, the highest command of this army.

There was no other way. Seeing thousands of Tibetans rushing towards this side, the Maxim machine guns trapped in the streets quickly set up the machine guns. After a gust of wind swept away the fallen leaves, at least dozens of Tibetans running in front fell into a pool of blood.

After all, these people are ordinary Tibetans. When they charged just now, they were just the courage of ordinary men. When they saw the power of this army, especially in the blink of an eye, dozens of lives disappeared in front of them. Such a bloody scene suddenly suppressed these Tibetans.

Many people stood there with simple primitive weapons and dared not move forward any further. At this time, several strong men in the crowd raised their whips and whipped them hard at the Tibetans closest to him. At the same time, they shouted loudly, not knowing what they were saying. The Tibetans hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth, picked up their weapons and charged at Feng Guozhang.

Just as the mortar and Maxim machine gun were about to open fire at the same time, preparing to annihilate the Tibetans in front of them in one fell swoop, Feng Guozhang ordered the attacks of the mortar and Maxim machine gun, and then ordered the sharpshooters in the army to shoot the strong men hiding behind the crowd one by one.

The crazy Tibetans continued to attack Feng Guozhang. This time, what surprised the Tibetans were that they were not greeted by gunfire, nor were there any violent artillery fire. Just when the Tibetans were stunned, the bullets shot out of Feng Guozhang's troops accurately hit the Tibetan strong men who had just given orders. The strong men fell down softly without even saying a word.

Feng Guozhang sighed and said, "Okay, I understand, Brother Duodab, you take these Tibetans to retreat first and have a good rest. I will help you find your family, and will definitely help you drive away the British and save the living Buddha."

"Thank you, Master Feng, thank you, Master Feng, I wish you my Buddha bless you!" Duodab clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. Nearly a thousand Tibetans behind him also clasped their hands together and recited the Buddhist scriptures devoutly.

The adjutant asked curiously: "Teacher, how did you know something was wrong in Lhasa City? You asked us to prepare early when we entered the city. If we hadn't loaded the bullets in advance, we might have lost a little more brothers today," the adjutant's tone was full of admiration.

Feng Guozhang saw Duodab leaving with many Tibetans, and said lightly: "We are too calm all the way to Tibet. Lhasa is the largest city we encountered after entering the *** and the provincial capital of the **. Although the scouts have found that there are no British troops in Lhasa, the British army will never hand over Lhasa so easily. Therefore, when I entered the city, I reserved 5,000 elite soldiers outside the city. After entering the city, have you not noticed the strangeness on the street, a huge plateau city, and you can't see a woman or a child at all. Isn't that very strange? So I immediately let the soldiers load bullets to prevent emergencies. However, we still have one move."

"Ah? How do you say this? Haven't we all guessed the British's trick?" the adjutant asked in surprise.

Feng Guozhang smiled bitterly and explained: "Do you really think the British army will only rely on more than a thousand Tibetans who have no combat experience to attack our army. How much damage can they cause to our army? These more than a thousand Tibetans are just bait. After the battle is over, I think someone should have quietly passed our firepower configuration to the British army."

When the adjutant heard Feng Guozhang say this, he immediately understood that the British army did not expect these Tibetans with backward weapons to cause much damage to the army. They just wanted to use these people to test the firepower of the army. They were indeed cunning British people! The adjutant cursed in his heart.

Suddenly, a cavalry flew over and a scout said hurriedly: "Report to the division commander, a large number of British troops were found in front of you!"

Feng Guozhang tightened his fists and whispered: "It's true that he's here!"

"Two thousand left behind are in Lhasa City, others come with me!" Feng Guozhang found another horse, turned over, and ordered the soldiers around him.

Following the direction guided by the scouts, they just discovered a large number of British troops in the Lhasa River Valley outside Lhasa City. Feng Guozhang and more than 6,000 soldiers rushed to the Lhasa River valley.

However, before Feng Guozhang could approach the Lhasa River Valley, bursts of crying came from the direction of the Lhasa River Valley. The crying sounded sorrowful and miserable, making people feel numb to their scalp and the scale of the crying sound seemed to be crying.

Feng Guozhang's heart tightened. Did he guess correctly? Damn it!
Chapter completed!
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