The return of Hengcheng caused the top brass of the rebels in Tibetan Province to fall into a panic.

"The devil is here again."

The rebels lamented from above.

In their eyes, these Han Chinese armies are devils, and they will use the most terrible spells to destroy everything in their opponents. Even the tallest snow-capped mountains couldn't stop them.

Now, here they are.

"The Han army is still eight days away from Lhasa!"

When this news came, the whole Lhasa was completely in chaos!

The thirteenth [***] Lama sat there cross-legged and put on an unfathomable appearance, and those who did not 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 to run back to India again?

The first time was in the Qing Dynasty, when Zhao Erfeng led the team, Wang Hengyue was the striker, and he was forced to run to India. The second time was a team formed by Cai Ye and Wang Hengyue, and they ran to India again.

It's good now, Wang Hengyue is here again!

Could it be that this person is the nemesis of his own life? Could it be that I really can't get rid of the nightmare brought by this person!

"Commander-in-Chief Dasang Zhandui, what should I do now?" The deputy commander, Ganzhi Desang, asked with some horror, and the commander-in-chief of the rebels, Dasang Zhandui, was also helpless. What to do? There are still eight generations near Lhasa, and this is already his last strength!

Those damn British, who provided less and less weapons and ammunition, only threw a few "advisers" at themselves perfunctory, but what they wanted was not advisers, but real rifles and bullets!

The armies of the Han people were so terrible, they advanced so fast, so many of their own capable men, so many powerful troops, just disappeared.

Dasang Zhandui set his eyes on [***], and [***], who had been half-closed, finally opened his eyes: "The Buddha told me that the Han devil will be punished by heaven, and the wrath of the gods will turn into lightning and explode among them. As they approached Lhasa, 100,000 sacred cows would appear, drowning the Han army under their horns and hooves. ”

[***] made a prophecy, much to the delight of Dasan and his companions.

The Living Buddha said that God will be on His side! Don't worry about any Han devils anymore, the final winner will be yourself!

[***] smiled and looked at Dasang Zhandui: "Go, when you need it most, miracles will appear!" ”

"Yes, Living Buddha." Dasang Zhandui said respectfully, and then he turned around: "Ganzhi Desang!" ”

"In!"

"I order you to be the commander-in-chief of the former enemy, go, command the warriors, and kill all the Han people! Hang their heads on the tallest trees, and cover their human skins over the drums of war! ”

"Yes!"

With the blessing of [***], those lost courage and confidence seem to have come back all at once

"Commander-in-chief, the front is the work card, and after the work card, it is Lhasa." Rinci Wangjie pointed ahead and said, "I just sent my cavalry to reconnoitre, and a large number of rebels have gathered there, and it seems that they are going to fight us in a decisive battle!" ”

"A decisive battle?" Yang Sen pouted 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, crushing the rebels in one fell swoop!" ”

The harsh environment in Tibetan Province was far beyond Yang Sen's imagination. But this is nothing, I heard that when Heng Shuai crossed the snowy mountain, it was the most difficult.

The gunshots rang out, and Janssen raised the binoculars in his hand

Countless cavalry appeared on the battlefield.

That's the cavalry of the Ding [***] and the cavalry of the rebels meeting!

The saber is bright, and the roar is earth-shattering!

Both sides seem to have forgotten that machine guns and artillery are already all over the world, and they are just fighting to the death with the cold weapons in their hands.

The two knights rushed face to face, facing the saber that emitted a cold light, and there was no intention of dodging at all. After a loud "clanging", the two horses staggered.

A knight planted from his horse, one of his feet still in the stirrup, lost his master's warhorse, dragged the corpse, and chirped around most of the battlefield before stopping.

And the knight who survived was not happy, he lost an arm forever. Leaning on the horse's back, he cried out to the heavens and the earth.

War is so cruel

Some people died, and any rebellion or counterinsurgency had nothing to do with him; Some people are still alive, but he who was once sound has become a cripple forever. Before, he could still be alive and kicking, but soon, he even needed the support of his family to relieve himself

War war is like that!

The machine guns on both sides were desperately firing at each other, but in terms of number and firepower, the rebels were completely outnumbered.

Patches of rebels were dying, and at a glance, there were [***] soldiers in gray uniforms everywhere. They are so dense that you can't see the end at a glance.

Ganzhi Desang anxiously commanded the troops to fight desperately, constantly throwing batches of rebels into the battlefield, constantly looking towards the sky and backwards.

What about God? Where is God? What about the sacred cow? Where is the sacred cow?

Time passed minute by minute, and the casualties continued to increase, but everything predicted by the Buddha never appeared.

These soldiers alone will not be able to stop the Han army, and Ganzhi Desang is sure of this!

The first line of positions had all fallen into the hands of the Han army, and the rebels ran to the second line of positions in disarray, where once lost, everything would be over.

Except for the temporary position, Gongka has nothing to stop the Han army!

"Chief, the Han people are attacking too fiercely, we really can't stop that!"

The small leader's hasty report made Ganzhi Desang frown: "Block, you must block it, the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals will appear soon, and countless sacred cows will devour all the Han people!" ”

Relying on the last bit of faith, the rebels struggled to hold on. But no one knows when such a belief will suddenly collapse

From the morning to the afternoon, from the afternoon to the night, there was never any heavenly soldiers and generals, and there was never any sacred cow that could devour the Han army.

When the sun rises the next day, after yesterday's warm-up [***], we are ready to launch the final general attack!

Seeing the Han Chinese army that was being assembled, a great fear was permeating the rebels

The trumpets sounded, and the soldiers who were fixed [***], clapping the neat queue and raising their bright bayonets, approached the rebel positions little by little.

The horses neighed low on the battlefield, their hooves restlessly digging at the hard soil on the ground. Then, under the command of the master, he also slowly marched forward.

It's on, the final battle begins!

It was December 1, 1917.

On this day, the decisive battle of the work card broke out, although it is a bit unworthy of the name to call it a "decisive battle".

Participating in this decisive battle, the Han army invested a reorganized division, a mixed brigade, and a cavalry regiment to counter-insurgency. The rebels, on the other hand, threw all eight generations into the battlefield.

There is no suspense in the decisive battle.

The rebels did not wait for a miracle!

Ding [***] broke the enemy's last line of positions, and with very few casualties, annihilated a large number of rebels. The entire line of defense has been completely and completely collapsed.

Ganzhi Desang was still loyal to his "faith", and when the position was broken through, he personally commanded the last remnants to rush towards the Han people, and he wanted to use his bravery to make the last effort.

But he didn't succeed.

When he died, his body was full of bullet holes, and it was almost impossible to distinguish his original face.

In this decisive battle, nearly 2,000 rebels were killed and more than 1,000 were taken prisoner. The rebel forces throughout the province of Tibet were dealt a blow by the destruction of the surname.

In this sense, Wang Hengyue should be grateful to [***]. It was he who made up those illusory lies, which led to the decisive battle of the work card.

The rebels invested almost all of their military forces, which saved a lot of effort for the commander-in-chief of the counterinsurgency at the front.

Before setting out for the campaign, Wang Hengyue and the General Staff of Ding [***] carefully discussed the counterinsurgency process, and no one doubted the victory, the only thing they were worried about was the harassment of the rebels after the victory.

But now it seems that there is no need to worry.

Standing on the work card, Yang Sen was full of spirit, and the work card fell into his hands completely.

Heng Shuai won Hengcheng twice, which gave rise to the name of "Hengcheng" that has been passed down through the ages. What about yourself? Maybe the work card should be renamed "Sencheng" or "Huicheng"?

"Wang Mingzhang!"

"Here!"

Yang Sen held back his unrealistic fantasies: "The main force of the rebels has been defeated, and there is no resistance on the Lhasa side, so you will personally command the Sixth Brigade and immediately march to Lhasa!" ”

"Yes!"

Three times in Tibetan Province to quell the rebellion, two times Wang Hengyue was able to almost see Lhasa, but in the end for various reasons did not succeed, and now this glory fell on the body of a young officer in Ding[***]:

Wang Mingzhang!

History will always remember this name!

After the defeat in the decisive battle of Gongka, the 13th [***] Lama, the rebel "commander-in-chief" Dasang Zhandui and other rebel leaders fled Lhasa again and entered India in a hurry.

The first two times they escaped, they all came back, but what about this time? Will they be able to come back this time?

They really want to come back and organize a rebellion again, but one day they won't be given such a chance again:

Wang Hengyue!

Wang Hengyue is not a Manchu political axe, nor is it the original political axe of the Republic of China, this person either doesn't do it, but if he wants to do it, he will do it thoroughly; Either you don't fight, or you have to fight until you never forget this person!

Lhasa, perhaps, will only live in the dreams of these people forever.

On December 3, 1917, the 6th Brigade of Wang Mingzhang entered Lhasa.

The flag of Ding[***], on this day, finally fluttered in the wind in Lhasa!

(To be continued)