Chapter 30 Section IX

As soon as the Lama Lama and the Samba Army holding the golden flag appeared, the cannons of the Crusaders fell silent.The infantry charge began again.But don't be afraid, even Longtu Mountain thinks so.The Longtu Mountain, which was shorted by the shells, suddenly rose, even higher than before.Ouzhu Jiaben and Guomu, who were about to die, were surprised to find that there was no need to die anymore, and there was no need to die from now on.The Samba army unloaded the barrels, mounts, and mounts from the horses, and quickly assembled them into majestic cannons, staring at the sky like lions ready to roar.

Ouzhujiaben and his people felt at ease: the great lama from Lhasa invited the Samba army and cannons.These people who set up the cannon are all masters who walk around under the eyes of the Dalai Lama and the regent every day.Buddha, what could be more sure of victory than this.The foreign devil, it's over; God, it's over. Guo Mu looked at Lama Lama with great admiration: "Buddha, the great Lama has great abilities, so I won't sue anymore." There are also descended dakinis.Who would have thought.When the Samba army goes out to fight, there will be so many beautiful dakinis descending to the mundane world, chatting and laughing among them.Usually, the dakinis are in the sky, and they only appear in the form of clouds and shadows, making people feel their existence strongly, but they do not come and go in and out of people's naked eyes.Especially the most beautiful girl called Sangzhu, who is obviously the head of the dakini and the leader of the fairies.Guomu looked at it, and kept screaming in a low voice: "Oh, oh, the fairies are here." Compared with Sangzhu and all the dakini girls, she felt that she was a pile of pale yellow behind the crystal gems. soil.How self-ashamed she is, and how proud she is—this is Tibet, the dakini as a goddess and the girls as sentient flesh are confused, and the days of fighting the enemy with fairies and attacking invaders with gems have begun .

A shock brings Guomu back to reality, and she will always return to reality faster than others: Can the guns of foreign demons really not destroy the gems in Tibet?Dakinis are for saving lives, not killing people.And God, who is clearly the God of bloodletting, whether it is the God of angry men or violent women, what if he uses his magic power to capture the dakini? Ou Zhujia looked at Samba Jun from a distance, bowed respectfully, and dared not go over. Numa Daiben dismissed Ouzhu Jiaben's team, as if it was superfluous to take another look, let alone ask about the battle situation and understand the enemy's situation.The dignity of the nobility and the superiority of the Samba Army made Numa Daiben accustomed not to get close to inferior people other than the Samba Army.

Only Lama Lama walked back and forth between the frontier guards of Longtu Mountain and the Semba Army, looking unfounded, and kept saying: "What about the corpses of foreign demons? Tibetan eagles don't eat the meat of foreign demons. Even the condors can't eat the dead foreign demons that are all over the mountains and plains." It seemed that he had seen the victory of the Samba army after firing the cannon - the situation where the Tibetan cannons killed all the Crusaders. The Crusaders had rushed to the mountainside, gunshots and bullets, bang bang, whizzing. The Tibetans—those who had experienced the death of Odrup Kaben and those who had not experienced the death of the Samba Army—none of them avoided, and they all looked at the cannon with confidence.

Numa Daiben was even more excited, just like commanding the Samba army to bombard the boulder covered with cow hair on the mountain on the south bank from the north bank of the Lhasa River at the summoning ceremony in Lhasa, shouting in the style of exorcism: "Dalai Lama The blessing of the lama, the mighty power of the great Dharma protector. The invincible shells drive away the wild foxes that have changed. Reloaded, aimed, and fired." "Reload, aim, and fire." The order was passed down from subordinate to subordinate. At this time, the cannon should be fired, but the cannon did not go off.

"Oh, Lord Daimoto, oh, Lord Daimoto." The voice came up again and again. "What's wrong?" Numa Daiben asked strangely. No one answered for a long time.Ru Ben, a talkative little man, suddenly said, "My lord, we forgot, we forgot to bring cannonballs." Numa Daiben was stunned: "Oh, my Samba army, what should I do?" Suddenly smiled, "I forgot to take my mouth when I was eating, I forgot to take my legs when I walked, King Yama forgot to bring ghosts when I went out, and Manjushri lost his wisdom." .” They did not forget the cannons, nor did they forget the copper bells, tambourines, cymbals, suonas, bronze horns, and bone horns for singing and dancing, and they did not forget to bring the girls, but they forgot the cannonballs in the warehouse.

But Numa Daiben and his subordinates didn't think it was serious that the artillery unit forgot to bring shells when they went to the front line to fight, and they often lost things.Once they wore ancient warrior costumes, bows and arrows and waist blades, and rode newly decorated colorful horses, preparing to accept the review of the Dalai Lama, but they forgot to ask where to gather. Where is the Dalai Lama?It was too late to go to the Kashag government to ask for instructions.Some people advocate going to the Jokhang Temple, some people advocate going to Norbulka, and some people advocate going to the Potala Palace.In the end, I relied on the divination and asking the gods who accompanied the army to protect the law.There was no delay in reviewing major events.

Numa Daiben said: "If you forget the shells, go back and get them. Hurry up, you guys." Then he said, "Forget it, it's too late to get it back, let's save it for the future." The little thin man said, "But what should we do now? The foreign demons are about to charge up." Numadai thought for a while and said, "What else can we do besides playing cannons?" The little thin man said, "I can dance." Everyone said, "I can dance." No one mentioned shooting.Although each of them has an arquebus.It has never been used in a military sense.For the Samba army, the meaning of the gun is to carry the prestige and occasionally hunt, and sometimes it is also a prop to increase the prestige and a decoration for men to please girls.

"Then dance?" Numa Daiben was also a little uncertain, and cheered himself up, "We originally planned to use the Tibetan dance to defeat the foreign demon's dance." Little skinny Ruben said, "But, but what if the foreign demons don't dance?" Numa Daiben said angrily: "You have so many 'buts'. Our guardian hasn't spoken yet." The guard who accompanied the army was holding a sheep's horn to inspect it carefully, praying like a folk song: "Buddha, Buddha, can you dance..." Then he said, "The Samba army dances, and the foreign demons dance too."

Numa Daimoto glanced down the mountain, and found that the foreign demon was about to rush to the mountain pass, and his blue eyes flickered like the waves of a river.He is a well-informed aristocrat. He has long heard that the eyes of the British are blue and blue, so he will not be surprised.What surprised him was the people lying on their stomachs and curled up on the hillside.What time is it, they are actually sleeping.He said in his heart that our Samba army will never sleep. In front of the enemy, we should dance. The Samba army who cannot shoot cannons can only dance. Numadaibon danced first, and all the men and all the girls danced.They circled their legs, turned their bodies, swung their arms and stomped their feet, and soon entered madness. Madness is the best state. With singing, a group dance of Daiben Group shook Longtu Mountain, shaking the sky and the earth.Wuchen replaced the gunpowder smoke, filled the air, and half the sky was covered with fog.

Lama Lama watched in surprise.Suddenly I understood: the dance of the Samba Army was performed for the Dalai Lama. The Dalai Lama asked the palace band to play music and instructed them to dance to their heart's content, then served tea, gave food, and rewarded them.All the grace from the god king is the blessing of Dharma, and the dance of the Samba Army has become a display of Dharma.The foreign demons are about to be defeated, but undefeated cannot prove that Buddhism is superior to God's magic. The Crusaders who rushed up stopped ten steps away from the Samba Army's dance array, stunned.The soldiers of the invading army charged into battle immediately became spectators of the leisurely Tibetan group dance.They were amazed that under the hail of bullets and when death was approaching, the opponent was still in the mood to dance, and danced with such joy and joy; they were amazed that so many Tibetans would dance together covering the mountains.Danced so neatly over the rough terrain; amazed how many beautiful and gorgeous Tibetan girls there are.Their colorful clothes fluttered and their long sleeves flew away. They danced in the air without touching the ground.They were so surprised that they forgot to charge, forgot that the rifles in their hands still had bullets that had to be fired. Just when they were inexplicably surprised, an order from Colonel Galan came: "Retreat, retreat, all Crusaders retreat." The foreign devils were defeated.The Samba army flag was triumphant, and the foreign demons were defeated by dancing. .The foreign demon didn't even have time to dance back, and rolled down like peas scattered on the top of the stupa. The Samba army stopped dancing, and flocked to the top of the hill to cheer.Some shouted, and some whistled.Others avoid the girls and lift up their robes.Puckering his bare buttocks down, he laughed at the Crusaders. Numa Daiben, in the posture of the highest officer of Longtu Mountain, put one hand on the waist knife, pointed at the people lying on the hillside and curled up with the other, and ordered his subordinates: "Wake them up for me, lazy guy, even sleepy!" I don’t pick the right time. Isn’t the singing and dancing of the Samba army loud enough? The footsteps of the foreign demons attacking and retreating aren’t loud enough? Go, whip them up with a whip.” Several Samba Army Tibetan soldiers ran down and up again, shouting in panic, "Dead man, dead man." Numa Daiben opened his mouth wide, and it took him a while to understand: "Ah, dead people? Are these people who can't get up dead?" Lama Xijia said: "There are still undead in war, and the undead will not invite you. If you don't come, people here will die. My Samba Army Buddha can dance away foreign demons." Numa Daiben said angrily: "These foreign demons are too disrespectful. Just knock them down. Why do you beat them to death? There are so many of them in one death." He imagined the war as a group fight of punching and kicking. Guomu couldn't help but said: "My lord, please go and tell the Dalai Lama that the people in Ouzhujiaben are almost dead, and if they die, they will be the Samba army. The cannons of the foreign demons have a lot of shells, and the cannons of Tibet have a lot of shells." No. Be careful, the god devil is going to capture the dakini." Numa Daiben stared at her contemptuously: "What Tibetans? You can't even dance. If you could dance, the foreign demon would have gone away. Drive her away, she has no place to speak here." Then stared Looking at the dead man on the hillside, his face turned pale. Seeing his wife being reprimanded, Ou Zhujiaben hurried over, bowed and stuck out his tongue at Numa Daiben to make amends.Gom pulled her husband up, turned and left.