After hearing the cry of thousands of people, Feng Guozhang felt nervous, but his pace did not diminish. He still rushed to the valley of the Lhasa River with his soldiers.

When the army arrived at the valley, they saw that at least more than 10,000 Tibetan women and children were tied up in the middle of the valley and kneeled on the ground with their hands. There were dozens of hideous Maxim machine guns behind these Tibetan women and children, and a British army was ready to confront Feng Guozhang's army.

When Feng Guozhang's adjutant saw this scene, he couldn't help but curse: "The despicable British people, do they actually use these women and children as human shields?"

Feng Guozhang clenched his fists, his forehead was full of blue veins, and his eyes were staring at the British army in the distance. Looking roughly, there were nearly 8,000 people in this British army in total, and it was definitely the main force of the British army entering Tibet.

At this time, a strange scene appeared above the valley of the Lhasa River. Two armies of China and England confronted each other on both sides of the valley, and nearly 10,000 Tibetan women and children were kneeling down in the middle of the valley. These women and children were obviously extremely frightened, with their pale faces full of fear, and miserable and cunning crying came from the mouths of these people.

For eight thousand to eight thousand, Feng Guozhang's 13th Division did not have any advantage in terms of force, but the British army had the advantage of this shield with more than 10,000 women and children as human flesh.

At this time, a brutal Chinese came from the British army: "Is the troops of Feng Guozhang and Commander Feng's troops on the opposite side?"

Feng Guozhang observed from a distance that most of the infantry in the British army were yellow-skinned people with black hair and yellow skin. Only some cavalry, artillery, and machine gunners were British. The British only accounted for less than half of this army. The yellow-skinned people should be the Maspisiks and Gurkhas. Most of these yellow-skinned people are ethnic groups living in the mountains of Nepal. Under the recruitment of the British people, they participated in the British expedition. In short, these people were the real minions of the British invasion and committed unforgivable crimes against the Tibetan compatriots.

Feng Guozhang said loudly: "I am Feng Guozhang, the commander of the 13th Division of the Chinese Army. I wonder what your army wants to capture so many ordinary people in our country?" Feng Guozhang's voice was like a bell, echoing over the river valley for a long time.

The Tibetan women and children knelt in the middle of the valley looked at Feng Guozhang with hope. Some children lowered their crying, while the women comforted their children in their arms with tears.

An answer came from the British army: "Haha, I believe you should be very clear about the purpose of our army, Commander Feng! Are you interested in talking about it?"

Feng Guozhang sneered: "What's there to talk about? The two armies are facing each other, either you die or I live."

"Did Commander Feng not care about the more than 10,000 of your compatriots in the valley at all? Humph, with the order, these more than 10,000 Tibetans will turn into cold corpses on the plateau. We are so sincere, don't Commander Feng really want to talk about it?" Someone in the British army said.

Silence, a moment of silence.

Suddenly, a sudden gunfire sounded, and a Maxim machine gun in the British army spewed out flames. Dozens of Tibetan women and children fell into pools of blood, and soon all died of life.

The Tibetans did not expect the British army to open fire so soon. Some people began to scream in horror, and they wanted to get up and escape. However, they were shot and killed by the British army as soon as they left the crowd. Suddenly, the Tibetans returned to death's calmness, but everyone's faces showed fear of death. The dozens of people who were still alive around them instantly turned into corpses lying on the ground.

Feng Guozhang watched the British army's evil deeds, his fingernails were deeply embedded in his palms, and a few drops of blood dripped out. The adjutant beside him advised: "Teacher, you can't go. This must be the conspiracy of the British army. It's clearly the Hongmen Banquet!"

Feng Guozhang turned around and his eyes were as big as he stared at the adjutant and couldn't speak. Feng Guozhang said lightly: "Do you have to watch the ten thousand Tibetans die at the gun of the British army?"

Feng Guozhang shouted to the British army from the air: "Okay, I agree, but the two sides negotiate sincerely, so the representatives of the two sides cannot carry weapons. Let's have a good talk!" As he said that, Feng Guozhang selected several guards, unloaded his armed belt, and slowly walked towards the center of the valley.

At this time, a path was slowly made clear in the British army's tight military formation. A British general walked slowly to the center of the valley with several officers without weapons.

The two teams of negotiating slowly walked to the center of the valley. When the two sides were less than ten meters apart, Feng Guozhang could clearly see that the British army was the major general, about forty years old, with a beard with a horoscope in his eyes, and there were several senior officers behind him, and there were two Tibetans on the side. Judging from their gorgeous clothes, they should be the Tibetan serf owners colluding with the British army in Lhasa City.

The major general smiled and said, "I am Major General MacDonald, the Far East Expeditionary Army of the British Empire! Is General Feng Guozhang of the Chinese Army?" The translator on the side immediately translated MacDonald's words.

Feng Guozhang also smiled and said, "I am Feng Guozhang, the major general commander of the Chinese Army's Western Expedition Army. I wonder if General MacDonald asked me to come. What should I do?"

MacDonald said: "Since it's a negotiation, there must be conditions. I think Commander Feng has seen it too." MacDonald pointed to more than 10,000 Tibetans behind him. "If Commander Feng wants to compete with our army, our army will definitely be with him. Although the two armies have roughly equal strengths, our army still has these bargaining chips. If it really fights, I don't think our army will suffer."

Feng Guozhang sneered: "Using more than 10,000 women and children to threaten our army, this is also a bargaining chip for your army. Isn't it too despicable?"

MacDonald's face changed slightly, and then he snorted coldly: "When the two armies fight, the focus is on winning or losing. As long as you can use such means, I have nothing to say."

Feng Guozhang secretly cursed, can I use such despicable means? This is China's territory, where can I capture the British people? MacDonald's words are really shameless.

Feng Guozhang was not a stupid person, so he could naturally hear the implicit meaning behind MacDonald. According to the military strength of the two armies, Feng Guozhang's 13th Division had a slightly better equipment than the British army. If the two armies fought, the British drama could not get any advantage. Moreover, the British army was far away from the local area and had difficulty in supplying. As long as he dragged it, the British army would naturally be defeated without a fight. MacDonald did this just because he wanted him, but he did this arrogant look, obviously trying to hide his timidity.

Feng Guozhang asked, "I don't know what conditions General MacDonald needs our army to pay so that you can let go of more than 10,000 innocent people in our country?"

MacDonald laughed: "Team Commander Feng is a smart man. He guessed the conditions of our army so quickly. It's great. As long as your army put down his weapons and surrenders, we will release these Tibetans. How about it?"

As soon as MacDonald finished speaking, a guard next to Feng Guozhang was so angry that he wanted to go up and beat him up. What is the condition? If the 13th Division put down its guns and surrendered, wouldn’t these Tibetans and all the soldiers become lambs to be slaughtered by the British army and be at the mercy of the British army?

Feng Guozhang stopped the impulsive guard, sneered, and showed murderous intent: "General MacDonald, you are insulting my IQ!"

"Haha, Commander Feng, I'm joking with you, don't mind, don't mind! Haha!" MacDonald suddenly burst into laughter.

"But your joke is not funny at all!" Feng Guozhang said word by word.

MacDonald put away his smile and said seriously: "Teacher Feng, I actually want to cooperate with your army. As long as your army agrees to our conditions, it is a slight effort to let these Tibetans go."

"What cooperation? What conditions?" Feng Guozhang asked.

"It's very simple." MacDonald said, "** is far from the control of your central government, and is located on the plateau, with rugged mountain roads. As long as tens of thousands of troops are set up in the central government, I think your central government will be beyond the reach. Therefore, as long as Commander Feng agrees to lead the army to take over, we will definitely give unconditional support. At that time, Commander Feng will be the uncrowned king of this **, and it is much better than being a small major general in the Chinese army!"

"Haha, what an uncrowned king! I can understand that General MacDonald wants me to lead my army to rebel and help your country to make a fortune?" Feng Guozhang said with a gloomy face.

"It can be understood so! As long as Commander Feng agrees, I can plead with our noble Queen, the Queen, to confer the title of Commander Feng as a jazz and to govern forever!" Seeing that things were a little hopeful, MacDonald quickly offered more generous conditions.

Feng Guozhang took a deep breath and said, "General McDonald's conditions are very attractive, but I need to consider it. After all, there are many of my loyal subordinates in this army, and I need to ask for their opinions."

"Okay!" MacDonald looked with a smile. Since Feng Guozhang did not refuse completely, there would be a turning point in this matter.

In fact, MacDonald's expeditionary army had long received information from Feng Guozhang leading the army into Tibet. The reason why he did not attack Feng Guozhang's 13th Division along the way was because the British expeditionary army was far away from the local area, and there were many mountains separated from the nearest colony India, and strategic materials could not be delivered on time.

The British Expeditionary Force had no ability to fight a protracted battle with Feng Guozhang's 13th Division at all, so MacDonald decided to put Feng Guozhang's army on the way, and then gathered the entire army to wipe out Feng Guozhang. However, in the tentative attack in Lhasa, MacDonald saw the strength of Feng Guozhang's firepower, and even many weapons were much more advanced than the British army. MacDonald felt that even if the British Expeditionary Force could wipe out Feng Guozhang's 13th Division at all, the final result was to hurt the enemy by 1,000 and damage themselves, and the British army would definitely suffer heavy losses.

At that time, the British army, which suffered heavy losses, would not be able to control the ** at all, so McDonald came up with such a solution. As long as Feng Guozhang agreed to his conditions, McDonald could not only recruit Feng Guozhang's troops, but also firmly control the ** in his hands, killing two birds with one stone.

When MacDonald saw Feng Guozhang appearing hesitantly, a proud smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth. Such a generous condition is very tempting for a major general and commander.

ps: The first update today.
Chapter completed!