Chapter 90 third quarter

The attack on the third day came a little later.There was too much blood spilled on the first day, and a layer of blood-colored wet fog rose on both sides of Zachangxia North Road.The Tibetans hid in the blood fog, and the cannons, machine guns, and rifles could not be aimed.While waiting in silence, Lama Xijia kept chanting the names of all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas he knew, hoping that the blood mist bestowed by the Buddha would last forever.No one doubted that this was the blessing of the Buddha, because the sky was still clear in the morning, and just after the sun rose, a cloud floated in, blocking the sunlight.The lifespan of the blood mist has been extended a lot.

Near noon, there was a burst of gunshots from Zachangxia West Road, faint and continuous.Lama Xijia listened carefully, and according to the intensity of the machine guns and rifles, he felt that Numa Daiben, Ouzhu Daiben, and Chuchen Daiben could completely resist him, so he shouted into the air: "My brother Dharma protector, Danba Zelin with great power, the foreign demon has sent you to die." Colonel Galan also knew that Captain McGory's Rapid Forces had engaged in the Tibetans.He watched the sky for a signal from McGory calling for help.never.He ordered his subordinates to continue to observe: signal flares, or the fire at Xuelang Temple, which symbolized the arrival of victory. He tried his best to think about how to continue to deal with the Lamas and monks who were fighting to the end in front of him, and finally decided: bombard the opponent's position and use shells to disperse the moist blood mist.

Very effective, although quite a few shells were wasted.When the wet fog dissipated and the monks' red cassocks were exposed, Colonel Galan howled like a wolf seeing blood. The shells fell rapidly on the Tibetans.Colonel Gelan wanted to repeat yesterday's record, and the shelling was still going on, so he urged the infantry to rush over.Once the shelling is over and the Tibetans return to their positions, there will be no distinction between you and me on the ground.It was another hand-to-hand fight, even more tragic than yesterday.Tibetans and Crusaders also died more than yesterday.But the result was the same as yesterday: the Crusaders did not repel the Tibetans, and the Tibetans repelled the Crusaders.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.Colonel Galan did not think that retreating was a failure.He had seen clearly the number of Tibetans. With at most two shellings and two charges, these brave cassock soldiers would be exhausted.He let his subordinates rest and eat, and he walked back and forth in front of the position confidently, waving his hands from time to time, which meant to eliminate, eliminate, advance, advance. At this time, Lama Lama was also walking around on his own ground.He also knew that the monks and soldiers under him were no longer able to continue the fierce battle, and if there were two more hand-to-hand fights, they would be completely lost.He looked at the sky and realized that even if it was dark immediately, it would not be able to stop the pace of the British.The persistence of Zachang Gorge is about to end, or it has already ended, and it will end early in less than three days.He shook his head in frustration, when suddenly he heard someone say: "Great Lama, Pastor Ma Weng is calling you." Lama Xijia looked up and saw that it was Xiama Ruben.

Ever since Lama Lama assured Priest Ma Weng at Yekui Spring that they would reach Lhasa alive and not die on the way, Pastor Ma Weng has been living under the eyes of Lama La La Lama.He and his guards were tied up, but it was Xiama Rupen and his men who escorted them.Of course Lama Xijia knew about Xiama Ruben’s attachment to Pastor Mahon, but he still ordered them to strictly watch over these black water and white beasts that invaded Tibet and tried to replace Buddha with God, just as he ordered his subordinates. "The foreign demons ran away and I want your lives." Lama Lama said.And Xiama Ruben replied: "Grand Lama, are you not worried that we will run away with Pastor Maun?" The Lama Lama said: "I'm not worried, you will die if you leave me." Sure enough, he didn't have to worry Xiama Ruben not only did not run away, but also guarded Pastor Maun and his guards very strictly. They were never allowed to leave Lama Lama, except for food and convenience, they would never be untied, and would scold them at every turn: "Let's You live a few more days because the great lama has shown kindness, you should be more honest." After hearing this, the Lama Lama said: "Yes, my kindness. The heart of the Buddha is in my Lama Lama Lama Lama. I will escort you to Lhasa , to the regent, and let him judge you in front of the Buddha." Then he told all his subordinates, "The regent has come to order, to personally judge these foreign demons representing God." Many monks and soldiers saw their own people fall down and die one by one. I was so angry that I wanted to kill Pastor Ma Weng and his party. I heard that they were going to be escorted to Lhasa for the regent to personally judge, so forget it.

Anxious Lama Lama hurried to Reverend Mahon. Pastor Mahon said: "Thank you for your constant protection. Now please let me go, lama. I am going to see Colonel Galan. I know that if you stick to it for three days, it will be your victory. I also know that after three days, you may be in the Gyantse concentrated enough forces to resist the Crusaders. I am going to tell Colonel Galan that God has allowed me and my guards to live to this day, and that is to repay those who took care of me today. Stop, no, delay the attack is God's request. God In beseeching one of his believers, is to give a humble gesture to noble love. God has knelt down. His messenger, Reverend Mahon, said: 'Have mercy on God.' And his gun-wielding Xinmin, however, stood up straight and shouted: 'Attack, attack.'”

Lama Lama didn't even think about it, he stepped forward and loosened the rope that bound Priest Ma Weng, and ordered Xiama Ruben to loosen the ropes of all twenty guard soldiers. Pastor Mahon said, "I'll be back, whether or not you win the three days." Lama Lama didn't say anything, it seemed that it didn't matter to him whether Pastor Mahon came back or not.At the same time, Xia Ma Ruben and his subordinates also followed.Lama Lama didn't stop him, and it seemed that he didn't care where these converted Tibetans went. After half an hour, Pastor Mahon came back.There is dirt on his knees, which is the mark of kneeling on behalf of God.Twenty guard soldiers followed, some voluntarily and some unwillingly, but Colonel Galan's order left them no choice.Xiama Ruben and his men came back after a while, as if Colonel Galan had detained them and released them again for some reason.When they came back, they all had sullen expressions on their faces.

Pastor Mahon said, "Lama, the battle here is over and you have won. Colonel Galan promised to postpone the attack until tomorrow morning. The Tibetans must evacuate this place before the sun rises." Lama Xijia looked back at the monks and soldiers in ragged cassocks and scars, and at Zachangxia West Road where gunshots could be faintly heard, silently thinking.He thought it should be the sound of a rifle, but it was strangely far away. Could it be that the foreign demon has already arrived at Xuelang Temple?He said: "Xiama Ruben, I plan to keep you here and stick to it until tomorrow morning for us. Benefactor, you stay too, and you come to monitor Colonel Galan's promise."

Pastor Mahon and Xiama Ruben were puzzled: What do you mean?leave us?What about you? La Liga said: "I plan to take people out of here quietly as soon as it gets dark. Our victory includes protecting the Xuelang Temple." Pastor Mahon said in surprise: "Why do you trust me so much? I will not keep it a secret for you. As soon as you leave, I immediately let Colonel Galan pass through the Zachang Gorge. Because God only allows me to be neutral, not to help the war either side of the defense position." La Liga said: "In fact, we are exchanging. You help me guard the position, and I help you reach Lhasa safely. Tibetans will say that there are good foreign demons, and that Priest Maun is good."

Pastor Mahon thought for a while, then shook his head helplessly, agreeing.