The return of Hengcheng has plunged the top Tibetan rebels into panic.
"The devil is here again."
The rebels lamented like this from top to bottom.
In their eyes, these Han troops are devils. They will use the most terrifying spells to destroy everything their opponents have. Even the highest snow-capped mountains cannot stop them.
Now, they're here again.
"The Han army is still eight days away from Lhasa!" When this news came, the whole of Lhasa was completely in chaos!
The Thirteenth Dalai Lama was sitting there cross-legged, with an enigmatic look on his face. People who didn't know the inside story would always feel respected by his "solemn" appearance.
But what this lama is thinking about now is whether he is going back to India again?
The first time was during the Qing Dynasty, when the team led by Zhao Erfeng and Wang Hengyue was the forward, he was forced to flee to India.
The second time was when Cai Wei and Wang Hengyue formed a team, and they went to India again.
Well now, Wang Hengyue is here again!
Could it be that this person is his nemesis? Could it be that he really can't get rid of the nightmare caused by this person!
"Commander-in-Chief Dasang Zhandui, what should we do now?" Deputy Commander Ganzhi Desang asked in a panic. Commander-in-Chief Dasang Zhandui of the rebel army was also at a loss what to do. What should we do? There are eight more dynasties near Lhasa.
This is already my last strength!
Those damn British are providing less and less weapons and ammunition, and they only throw a few "advisors" at themselves, but what they want is not consultants, but real rifles and bullets!
Those Han armies were really terrifying. They advanced so fast, and so many of their capable men and troops just disappeared.
Dasang Zhandui cast his eyes on the Dalai Lama. The Dalai Lama, who had half-closed his eyes, finally opened his eyes: "Buddha told me that the Han devils will be punished by God, and the anger of God will turn into lightning.
There will be an explosion among them. When they approach Lhasa, a hundred thousand sacred bulls will appear and drown the Han army under their horns and iron hooves."
The Dalai Lama made a prediction, which made Dasang Chandui and his companions immediately overjoyed.
The living Buddha said that God will be on his side! There is no need to worry about the Han devils anymore, the final winner will be himself!
The Dalai Lama smiled and looked at Dasang Chandui: "Go, miracles will appear when you need them most!"
"Yes, Living Buddha." Dasang Zhandui said respectfully, and then he turned around: "Ganzhi Desang!" "Here!"
"I order you to be the commander-in-chief of the former enemy. Go and command the warriors to kill all the Han people! Hang their heads on the tallest tree and hang their human skins on the war drums!"
yes!"
With the Dalai Lama's blessing, the courage and confidence that had disappeared seemed to suddenly come back...
"Commander, in front of you is the work card. After passing the work card, you will reach Lhasa." Renci Wangjie pointed to the front and said: "I just sent my cavalry to conduct reconnaissance. A large number of rebels have gathered there.
It seems that they are going to fight us!" "A decisive battle?" Yang Sen curled his lips disdainfully: "Order, Wang Mingzhang's sixth brigade is the vanguard brigade, the cavalry regiment is spread out on two wings, and the fifth division follows closely behind, defeating the rebels in one fell swoop!
"The harsh environment in Tibet is far beyond Yang Sen's imagination. But it doesn't matter. I heard that it was the most difficult time when Heng Shuai crossed the snow-capped mountains.
The gunfire rang out, Yang Sen raised the telescope in his hand,
Countless cavalry appeared on the battlefield.
That was the encounter between the cavalry of the Dingguo Army and the cavalry of the rebels!
The sword is sharp and the roar is loud!
Both sides seem to have forgotten that machine guns and artillery are already everywhere in the world, and they are just fighting to the death with the cold weapons in their hands.
The two knights rushed over face to face, facing the cold-lighting sabers with no intention of evading them. After a loud "ding-dang" sound, the two horses passed by each other.
A knight fell from his horse, with one of his feet still in the stirrup. The horse, which had lost its owner, dragged the corpse and screamed "squeak" around most of the battlefield before stopping.
The surviving knight also had a hard time, as he lost an arm forever.
He leaned on the horse's back and cried loudly to the sky and the earth.
War is so cruel...,
Some people are dead, and rebellion and counter-insurgency have nothing to do with him. Some people are still alive, but they who were once healthy have become cripples forever. Before, they could still run around in full swing.
Jump, but soon, he needs the support of his family even to relieve himself. War... war is like this!
The machine guns on both sides were firing at each other desperately, but in terms of numbers and firepower, the rebels were completely at a disadvantage.
Rebels were dying in droves, and at a glance, there were soldiers of the Dingguo Army in gray military uniforms everywhere. They were so densely packed that no one could see their head.
Ganzhi Desang anxiously commanded the troops to fight desperately, constantly throwing batches of rebels onto the battlefield, constantly looking up to the sky and back.
Where is God? Where is God? Where is the sacred cow? Where is the sacred cow?
Time passed by minute by second, and the casualties continued to increase, but everything that Buddha predicted never happened.
These soldiers alone cannot stop the Han army, Ganzhi Desang is sure of this!
All the first-line positions have fallen into the hands of the Han army, and the rebels rushed to the second-line positions in confusion. Once they are lost there, everything will be over.
Except for the temporarily constructed positions, there is nothing that can stop the Han army!
"Chief, the Han people are attacking too fiercely. We really can't stop them!" The little leader's hasty report made Ganzhi Desang frown: "Block it, you must block it. Heavenly soldiers and generals will appear soon, and countless
The sacred cow will devour all the Han people!" Relying on the last bit of faith, Ban Jun struggled to support himself. But no one knew when such faith would suddenly collapse...
From the fierce fighting in the morning to the afternoon, and from the afternoon to the night, we never saw any heavenly soldiers or generals, or any sacred bull that could devour the Han army.
When the sun rises the next day, the Dingguo army, which has been warmed up by yesterday's day, is ready to launch the final offensive!
Seeing the Han troops gathering, a huge fear filled the air among the rebels. The sound of military bugles was ringing. The soldiers of the Dingguo Army were slapping their hands in a neat queue, raising their shining bayonets, bit by bit.
Approaching the rebel position.
The war horses neighed low on the battlefield, and their hooves scratched the hard soil restlessly.
Then under the command of the master, he also slowly moved forward.
It has begun, the final battle has begun!
This is December 1, 1917.
On this day, the work card decisive battle broke out, although calling it a "decisive battle" is somewhat untrue.
To participate in this decisive battle, the Han army invested the entire counter-insurgency force of a reorganized division, a mixed brigade, and a cavalry regiment. The rebels, on the other hand, put all eight corps into the battlefield.
There is no suspense in the decisive battle.
The rebels did not wait for a miracle!
The Dingguo army broke through the enemy's last position and annihilated a large number of rebels with minimal casualties. The entire Gongka defense line suffered a complete collapse.
Fengchi Desang was still loyal to his "faith". When the position was breached, he personally commanded the last remaining troops to rush towards the Han people. He wanted to use his bravery to make a final effort.
But he didn't succeed.
When he died, his body was so riddled with bullet holes that it was almost impossible to distinguish his original appearance.
In this decisive battle, nearly two thousand rebels were killed and more than a thousand were made prisoners. The entire rebel force in Tibet suffered a devastating blow.
In this sense, Wang Hengyue should be grateful to the Dalai Lama. It was he who made up those illusory lies, which led to the work card showdown.
The rebels invested almost all their military power, which saved Yang Sen, the commander-in-chief of counter-rebellion at the front, a lot of effort.
Before the expedition, Wang Hengyue and the General Staff of the Dingguo Army carefully discussed the counter-insurgency process. No one doubted the victory. The only worry was the harassment of the rebels after the victory.
But now it seems that there is no need to worry about this.
Standing at the work card, Yang Sen was in high spirits, and the work card fell completely into his hands.
Hengshuai captured Hengcheng for the second time, and this gave rise to the name "Hengcheng" that has been passed down through the ages. What about you?
Maybe the work ID card should be renamed "Sencheng" or "Huicheng"?
"Wang Mingbi!"
"arrive!"
Yang Sen put aside his unrealistic fantasy: "The main force of the rebels has been defeated, and there is no resistance in Lhasa. You will personally command the Sixth Brigade and march to Lhasa immediately!" "Yes!" Two of the three Tibetan rebellions were suppressed.
The next time Wang Hengyue could almost see Lhasa, but in the end he failed due to various reasons, and now this honor fell to a young officer of the Dingguo Army: Wang Mingzhang!
History will always remember this name!
After the failure of the decisive battle at Gongkar, the 13th Dalai Lama, the "Commander-in-Chief" of the rebels, Dasan Chandui and other rebel leaders fled Lhasa again and entered India in a hurry.
After they escaped the first two times, they eventually came back, but what about this time? Can they come back this time?
They really wanted to come back and organize another rebellion, but one day they would not be given such an opportunity again: Wang Hengyue!
Wang Hengyue is not the Manchu government, nor is he the original Republic of China government. This person either doesn't do anything, and if he does it, he must do it thoroughly: either he doesn't fight, or if he wants to fight, he will fight until you will never forget this person!
Lhasa may only live in the dreams of people like the Dalai Lama forever.
On December 3, 1917, the avant-garde brigade of the Dingguo Army suppressed the rebels, and Wang Mingzhang's Sixth Brigade entered Lhasa.
On this day, the flag of the Dingguo Army finally fluttered in the wind in Lhasa!!