Chuankou Town, Nanchuan County, in the southwest of the county seat, is only thirty or forty miles away from the county seat, because it is too close, the information from the county seat can be easily conveyed here, and the people have developed a habit of inquiring about information from the county seat.

Due to historical reasons, the people are not concentrated, the people scattered near the town, but more than 1,000 people, further away, although there are some villages, but it is already the source of Nanchuan, fresh water is not abundant, the population gathered is not much, in short, the population around the town, than the population living in the town is slightly less.

Among the more than 1,000 people living in the town, there were only three or four hundred Han Chinese, less than half of them, and the rest were mainly Tibetans.

Tenzin Gyatso, the presiding officer of Taal Monastery, made a bet with John Tang and admitted defeat, converted to Catholicism, changed his name to Feng Dan, and Taal Monastery was renamed "Nanchuan Catholic Church".

Under Feng Dan's influence, some Tibetans, including several Hui families, had converted to God and became Chinese, often going to churches in their free time to disperse, so that the number of Han Chinese in the town increased dramatically, to more than 700, accounting for more than half of the total.

However, the Tibetans who refused to "worship God" and "become a Han citizen" respected the Buddha very much, and although they did not have an advantage in numbers, they still insisted on their beliefs, and they even had to donate money and materials to re-establish the Buddhist hall in Kawaguchi Town, but the prestige of the leader was insufficient, so it did not succeed.

Han people and Tibetans, because of the difference in religious beliefs, gradually formed a huge gap in the heart, although there is no old age and death do not interact with each other, but people are divided into groups, the town is gradually bounded by the north-south central axis, divided into the north of the Han area and the south of the Tibetan area.

Tibetans living in the south were not very interested in farming, but when the Mandate of Heaven forcibly took back some of their pastures and then distributed them, they were forced to change some of their habits, and when they saw the huge output of farmland, they gradually became accustomed to farming.

The only thing that displeased them was the religious issue.

Originally, Ta'er Monastery had a high prestige among Tibetans, but now it has been changed to a Catholic church, so that they have nowhere to worship the Buddha, and under the pressure of the Mandate of Heaven and the influence of Tenzin Gyatso (Feng Dan), more and more Tibetans have converted to God and become Han Chinese, giving them a serious sense of crisis: In the long run, won't Tibetans all have to become Han Chinese?

And the Han people in the north of the town also have their own grievances, living in the same Kawaguchi town, why do the Han people need to pay taxes, while the Tibetans can work for themselves and do not need to pay taxes at all?

With the same cultivated land and the same labor, are Tibetans inherently superior? Didn't God say that all men are equal?

However, since the Han people switched to farming, their own grain stocks have increased significantly, and although they are dissatisfied, they have not reached the point of taking risks, but most of them look at the Tibetans in the south of the city angrily.

On this day, out of nowhere, a message came out of the town: the Mandate of Heaven Governor's Office stopped naturalization, and the county no longer accepted the registration of "Han nationality".

The Han people don't care about this, anyway, when they naturalize Tibetans, they don't need to take out arable land, in fact, many Tibetans already have arable land, and even if they become Han Chinese, they are only more Han Chinese.

Tibetans are not interested in such information at all, if they become Chinese, they will not be able to believe in the Buddha, and they will also have to pay taxes, and only those fools will "worship God" and "become Chinese"!

But what made them strange was that cavalry appeared around the town, and after patrolling around, they actually set up camp and stayed, not at all as if they were passing by.

Immediately, the news from the afternoon made them restless, and they didn't know whether it was true or not, and a new message came from the county seat: The Mandate of Heaven Governor's Mansion will take back the Tibetan farmland, and if there is any disobedience, it will be killed!

"This is my cultivated land, why should the Mandate of Heaven Governor's Mansion take it back?"

"Buddha bless, but don't take back my cultivated land, the grain produced on this cultivated land is much higher than the pasture!"

"If anyone takes back my farmland, I will fight with him!"

……

The Tibetans were talking, but no one knew if this information was accurate, and they went to the home of Lorong Demba in the hope that he would send someone to the county seat to ask.

Although he was not yet forty years old, he was the head of the Tibetans in the town of Kawaguchi, and the government had to contact him every time he came to find Tibetans.

He seemed to keep his eyes squinted forever, keeping a deliberate smile on his face, and looking thoughtful, but no one could guess what was hidden in his head!

When the Tibetans wanted to build a small Buddhist hall near Kawaguchi, it was his idea, but now there are only three or four hundred Tibetans in Kawaguchi Town, less than 100 households, and the huge expenses discourage them, and they cannot get outside assistance, so the construction of the Buddhist hall has been delayed.

Lorong Demba had already heard this kind of rumor that was very unfavorable to the Tibetans, he had been pacing around his compound, and when he saw the Tibetans gradually gathering, he still squinted his eyes and looked like he was smiling, "The rumors may not be true, and the Heavenly Mandate Army has not yet begun to reclaim the cultivated land, so you don't need to ...... in a hurry."

"Lord Dengba, if the Han people come to recover the cultivated land, it will be too late!"

"Whether the message is true or not, there is nothing wrong with asking."

"There are already Han cavalry around the town, isn't it ......"

……

Luo Rong Dengba still looked careless, he said to the people who were a little uneasy: "Don't guess, don't worry, the information has not been confirmed, I will go to the county tomorrow to see what happened!" ”

The next morning, Lorong Demba was about to leave the town to go to the county seat to see the limelight, not wanting to be blocked by cavalry in the town just after leaving the house.

The leader was a cavalry hundred-household officer, he was dressed in standard Mingguang armor, holding an iron spear in his right hand, and a long horse whip in his left hand, sitting on horseback, motionless as a mountain, seeing Luo Rong Demba go out, he unconsciously dragged out a long voice and said: "Which ...... Go? "His voice is thick and slightly hoarse, like he came from hell.

"You ......" Luorong Demba was taken aback, but then regained his harmless smile, "This military master, who are you looking for?" ”

"All Tibetans are not allowed to go out!" The soldiers beside the hundred household officials spoke up.

"Why?" There was a slight surprise in Lorong Demba's smile, but it disappeared in an instant.

The soldiers grinned, with a look of disdain, "You gather all the Tibetans first, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to explain them one by one!" ”

Luo Rong Demba turned back into the house, took out an iron rod half a foot long, and knocked a few times on a gong hanging in front of the door, and suddenly hundreds of people in Tibetan robes came out of the huts, men, women and children, and even on the opposite side there were many Han people, all of whom did not know what was going on, but just gathered around and looked fixedly at Luo Rong Demba who was beating the gong.

Seeing that the people were almost here, Luo Rong Demba put away the metal rod and stood in front of the hundred household officials, "Master Jun, the Tibetans are here now, can you tell me the reason now?" ”

"The Tibetans have taken possession of the cultivated land, but they have never paid taxes, and now we are going to take it back," the pro-soldier glanced at the Tibetans, "Everyone, listen, you must hand over the title deed and get out of Kawaguchi Town!" ”

"This is our farmland!"

"Why do we pay taxes to the Han Chinese?"

"Leaving Kawaguchi Town, where are we going to make a living?"

……

A few Tibetans even rushed to the cavalry officer and wanted to reason face to face, but his own soldiers were at a loss for a moment, and did not know what to do, so they looked at him in the hope of receiving the latest instructions.

"Kill!"

The lips of the hundred household officials didn't seem to move, it seemed that they only breathed a sigh, and their whole body didn't move, but their hoarse voice seemed extremely cold, and adding half a word was redundant.

"Poof...... Knock ......"

The cavalry in front heard this hoarse voice, and the spear in his hand did not hesitate at all, and stabbed forward, and the tip of the spear carried flesh and blood, penetrating through his body.

The soldiers then pulled their hands back and drew their spears back, and the blood shot out of the blood hole like a wild horse, and the wounded Tibetan shook twice, and then fell to the ground one by one, convulsing......

The crowd was stunned for a while, and even the Han people who were watching the excitement on the other side were pale with fright, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of being targeted by these hellish Luo Sha.

The Tibetans were even more stunned, and when the blood splattered on their faces, some of the people came over and let out a strange cry of "Ah......hh

Luo Rong Demba's eyebrows twitched, and seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he walked towards the hundred household officials, stood five steps away, put his right hand on his left shoulder, bowed slightly, and saluted, "This military master, they ......"

"Since they refuse to pay taxes, they must return the farmland, either roll or die!" Seeing that the officials of the hundred households had already issued a killing order, the soldiers were also bold, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm their leader!"

"Head...... Person? The hoarse voice rose again, and immediately suppressed all the voices, "Take it!" This time, the voice was unusually decisive.

One of the horsemen put a spear on the neck of Lorong Demba, and two horsemen jumped off their horses and tied him up with three strikes and five divisions.

The Tibetans suddenly became agitated and rushed forward, but several cavalrymen had already stood out in front of the formation, their spears pointed forward, as long as these Tibetans dared to take a step forward, the corpses lying on the ground were their example!

The Tibetans also cowered under strong deterrence, they were just ordinary people, not trained soldiers.

After a long stalemate, a Tibetan woman finally stepped forward and said, "Master Jun, can't we join the Han nationality?" What will we do for a living by reclaiming our arable land? ”

The Baihu official hung his spear on the victory hook, freed his right hand, stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of his eyes, and his personal soldiers immediately widened their eyes and said, "Join the Han nationality?" Just thinking about it now? It's late! ”

"Master Jun, you have to give us a way out, right? Please! ”

"You never pay for food, and you are not Han Chinese, you don't serve God, your life or death has nothing to do with me," the soldiers shouted: "All line up and hand over the title deed, otherwise, just wait for the corpse!" ”

The Tibetans were in a commotion, but the cavalry had gradually forced them over, and if they didn't say a word, they splashed blood on the spot, and at this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue-gray robe, holding his trouser ears in both hands, seemed to fly in, and shouted urgently: "Commander, slow down!" ”