Chapter 62 Section VII

When the retreating team passed by Loeb, Director Er thought of Wei Binghao.He didn't like this person who was worrying, deploying and requesting as soon as he came here.In addition, the other party was sent by Wen Shuo, the minister in Tibet, and seemed to be a pair of surveillance eyes.I felt even more uncomfortable: You are a layman, a doll who is so young that you don't have a single wrinkle on your face, how could you know more than me?Overwhelmed guy.But now, when he retreated all the way with the chief guard and the remnants of the three acting regiments.He had to consider that Wei Binghao's deployment might be justified.

Er stopped his troops at the Nianna and Loeb line in the narrow valley, concentrated his forces and continued to defend, and sent guards to Zelila Mountain to look for Wei Binghao, and told him: "Make sure he comes to see me, the sooner the better." But what arrived was not Wei Binghao, but rather bad news.The guard said that there are foreign demons on the top and bottom of Zelila Mountain.Moreover, the foreign magic has captured Lama Totuo with magic power. It is not known whether Lama Lama is dead or alive. Manager Er was speechless for a while, and suddenly shouted: "You are deceiving me, I will kill you."

The guard knelt down with a plop: "My lord, it is absolutely true, I swear to the Dalai Lama." Manager Er's spirit was completely vented, and his whole body went limp.No matter how ignorant he is in military affairs, he can still realize that the current situation is extremely dangerous: there are foreign monsters attacking in front and blocking foreign monsters behind, while the Tibetans are at the bottom of a valley with narrow mountains and narrow roads and steep banks on both sides. Those who have nothing to support.what to do?He looked up to the sky and sighed: Buddha, how did you make Lama Lama fall at the critical moment?

When there was nothing he could do, he became more and more dissatisfied with Wei Binghao: You are going to build arrow stacks on the top of Zelila Mountain, and I promise you: You want a group of Tibetan soldiers to follow you, and I allow you to go to Lama Lama and ask him to send troops to you .Now what about the arrow stack?What about Tibetan soldiers?Even you are gone.He suddenly felt that it was his idea to occupy the top of Zelila Mountain, but Wei Binghao did not carry out the order.This is the reason for the present dangerous situation. He urged people to call Numa, Guoguo, and Langser to discuss urgently.The opinions of the three were surprisingly unanimous: Can't wait for the attacking foreign demons to catch up, leave here as soon as possible, and break out from the foot of Zelila Mountain.

Manager Er said: "It's not that easy to break out of the siege. The foreign demons just want to destroy us at the foot of Zelila Mountain. There is a gourd-shaped depression at the foot of Zelila Mountain. We may never come back." Numa Daiben sighed: "Then what should we do? It would be great if Lama Lama was here." Lancerdaiben said: "The big depression is the only way out. We can only rush through it, and we can occupy Langeais by rushing there. Langeais' high terrain is beneficial to us." Guoguodaiben said: "No matter how high the terrain is, it doesn't matter. With just a few of us guarding Langre, the foreign demons can reach Gyantse in half a month."

Manager Er said: "This is all for later, let's see if we can break out from the bottom of Zelila Mountain." For a while, Mount Tselila in Tibet became a curse for Tibetans, as if its existence made Tibetans so unlucky.Zelila, Zelila, the unbroken Zelila.The worried manager Er thought: What kind of ghostly mountain is this? Without it, the foreign demon could climb up and hold it to prevent us from leaving? Lancer Daiben is in the front, and the head of Er and Numa Daiben are in the middle.After Guoguo replaced the main hall, the Tibetan army broke through the siege towards Zelila Mountain at the fastest speed possible.When Wei Binghao ran down from the top of Zelila Mountain, 30 Tibetan soldiers from the Samba Army had finished their robbery and rape.In the deserted mountains, the lonely stockade twitched behind them, and the sound of crying seemed intermittent.

Wei Binghao said angrily: "What do you think? Zelila Mountain has been seized by foreign demons." The little thin man said, "My lord, you can do whatever you say." Wei Binghao said: "You said this. Okay, listen to me." He roared, "Suicide, you all commit suicide to me. If you don't commit suicide, I will let Director Er kill you." The little skinny man said lightly, "No. When fighting foreign demons, Tibetans don't kill Tibetans." Wei Binghao said: "If the front-line chief does not kill, I will kill." He is worthy of being a promising man recommended by the Minister of Tibet Wen Shuo. I haven't established enough authority for them to obey.Now his chance came, he could either hold them down or be killed by them.He sneered and stretched out his hand: "Give me the gun, don't think I dare not kill."

The little skinny man looked at him contemptuously, and nodded at a big Tibetan soldier next to him: "Give it to him." The big Tibetan soldier grinned, and actually raised the sharp front fork of the matchlock gun to Wei Binghao.Wei Binghao grabbed the front fork and snatched it away.The little thin man and the other Tibetan soldiers felt that this fair-faced scholar was about to lose his job.Casually watching the opponent how to use the gun. The big Tibetan soldier couldn't help correcting him: "You need to hold the gun with both hands, otherwise you won't be able to shoot accurately."

Wei Binghao wanted to raise the heavy gun with one hand, and then stretched out his hand again: "Fire sickle." The big Tibetan soldier took off his fire sickle and handed it over. Wei Binghao skilfully rubbed the bolt of the gun, and before the other party could see what was going on, he ignited the matchlock sticking out of the barrel.The Tibetan soldiers were stunned. They had to hit the fire sickle with five or six dozen shots before they could be ignited.It was only then that they realized that the other party was not an idle person, they shut their mouths and stared at each other, not only bending their backs a bit.But it was too late to show respect and admiration.The gunshot rang out, and the big Tibetan soldier staggered and fell down.

Wei Binghao held a gun in one hand, pointed at the little skinny man with the other, and almost smashed his finger on the tip of the other's nose: "This is the end of disobedience. If you think you don't deserve to die, just raise your guns and hit me on the head. I Even if you open your head, you have to tell the minister stationed in Tibet and the general manager of Er, the Tibetan soldiers who do not obey orders. The Tibetan soldiers who invade the local area and abuse the common people are worse than the foreign demons, and they are the inner demons that must be eliminated.”

No one dared to raise their guns.The little skinny man took a step back, looked down at the big dead Tibetan soldier, suddenly raised his right foot and kicked his left leg, and said loudly, "Can't your legs bend? Why don't you kneel down to your lord?" As he said that, he knelt down and said, "My lord, you won't kill us all, right? What kind of ears do we have, and we don't obey your orders. Cut it off, cut it off." He used He chopped off his ear vigorously with his hand, "My lord, the ears that don't obey orders are cut off. From now on, we will become people who obey orders. My lord, you are on top of our heads, just like Buddha is on top of our heads." Wei Binghao put the gun down in the grass.He walked over and sat on a high rock, looked up at the top of Zelila Mountain, and said to himself angrily: "Aren't I Danba Zelin? I am a fleshy and soft Danba Zelin, let me die. "He knew that he and the twenty-nine Tibetan soldiers in front of him would not be able to win the dangerous and steep Zelila Mountain.The loss of Zelila Mountain means that Natang, Nianna, and Loeb, which are north of Longtu Mountain and south of Zelila, will soon be occupied by British Crusaders.Just like what he worried about at first: the Crusaders have actually controlled the entire vast Yadong Valley, unless the Tibetan side increases its troops, defending Langye, Nathula, and Yadong, and deploying small troops on the plains and valleys , as he suggested to Wen Shuo, the Minister in Tibet: spread out, intercept and attack in the middle, and use the method of guerrilla impermanence to delay the enemy who is not familiar with the terrain from afar.It's a pity, it's not me who used the soldiers.thinking.He sighed regretfully and shook his head.But it's okay.I still saw a glimmer of hope: Aren't I and the Tibetan soldiers in front of me a guerrilla force?Taking advantage of the fact that the large army of the Crusaders has not yet arrived, hiding in the valley and waiting to move is the best strategy after the defeat. Although the loss of Zelila Mountain cannot be recovered, if the Crusaders can be frustrated, it can be saved a little. Face is still okay. Wei Binghao stood up and said sternly to the little skinny man Ruben: "Take someone with me quickly, and return all the things you robbed, quickly." Then he strode towards the stockade not far away. Wei Binghao tried his best to recruit eleven hunters who were familiar with the local terrain in the stockade.Adding the original twenty-nine Tibetan soldiers, his troops expanded to forty. And off we go.Lieutenant Rong He on the top of Zelila Mountain kept watching, his eyes were sore and teary, and he couldn't see where the Tibetan armed forces disappeared.