(1st Update)

Hearing Zhao Erfeng's order, the soldiers of the border army were like being injected with a powerful stimulant, and they climbed up one by one, in their opinion, although the **** was hidden in the huge Potala Palace, it was already a turtle in the urn, especially the dormitory of the Dalai Lama Thirteen - the White House, which became the focus of the search.

Zhao Erfeng guarded at the foot of the mountain, patiently watching every move around, the battle to this point has completely lost suspense, although he was ordered to enter Tibet in the early days, was met with desperate resistance from the rebels, but when the war hit the city of Lhasa, the rebels are already at the end of the crossbow, the rest is to chase the poor like a breeze sweeping leaves, and when the thief leader Dalai Lama is caught, you can report to the court.

The purging operation continued, and gunshots were heard from time to time in the city, and the main heads of the Tibetan Kashag government had been swept away and escorted to Zhao Erfeng, and the once high Kalun had already turned pale with fright, and one by one they cowered on the ground and did not dare to squeak, for fear that the butchers would be angry and slaughter them on the spot, and the big nobles living in Lhasa were even more frightened, and they surrendered one after another, bringing good wine and meat to comfort the "royal master"; in just a few hours, the situation in Lhasa City had been completely controlled by the border army.

It is expected that the central area of Lhasa will be much easier for the rest of the local rebellion, Zhao Erfeng twisted his eyebrows, looking at the magnificent palace above his head, but his eyes were not relaxed at all.

"Report!"

The soldiers of the palace searched the palace and ran down from the mountain, looking panicked.

"Da Shuai, no trace of the Dalai Lama has been found in the palace."

"Searched them all?" Zhao Erfeng is vigilant.

"They searched everything, and the brothers turned the palace upside down, and they didn't even find a single hair of the Dalai Lama."

Hearing this, Zhao Erfeng slapped his thigh, oh no, Dalai Bacheng took advantage of the shortage of soldiers and horses to sneak out of the city, and his face became gloomy.

He turned his head and turned his gaze on a few Kalons, trying to knock something out of his mouth, all of them were the most senior officials in Tibet, and several important ministers under the Dalai Lama, who could not have been ignorant of the latter's disappearance.

Zhao Erfeng shouted in a rough voice: "Have you seen where the Dalai Lama has gone? Say it, don't kill! ”

Several Kaluns couldn't understand Chinese, but they could guess something from Zhao Erfeng's tone, and when the translator conveyed the meaning of this sentence to them as it was, they collapsed to the ground in fright, screaming.

Zhao Erfeng sneered, these people will not say it if they don't see blood, although this habitual way of thinking may not be tried, but it is very effective in the current situation, there are few people who do not cherish their lives, not to mention, the higher the status, the more afraid of death.

"Whoever comes, they're all cut down."

Zhao Erfeng's tone of speech was like pinching a few bed bugs to death, as soon as the Kalons heard this, they were immediately frightened and wept bitterly, howling and screaming, and several soldiers stepped forward, and the sharp broadsword was already on the neck, shining with a terrifying white light.

"Spare your life, spare your life"

Although Zhao Erfeng did things simply and rudely, the effect was very significant, and a group of aristocratic officials were quickly recruited, and vaguely pointed out a direction.

"Come on, bring 200 cavalry and chase the Dalai Lama back to me."

Zhao Erfeng didn't say a word, and immediately ordered his subordinates to lead a team of men and horses out of the city to hunt down the Dalai Lama.

"Whether you live or die, you must take me back, and you must not fall into the hands of the British."

Zhao Erfeng repeatedly stressed that if the Dalai Lama was allowed to flee to India, it would be equivalent to going to the territory of the British, and there would be endless troubles in the future, and by that time, it was not known what this slave with three surnames would do, and the British, who had coveted it for a long time, would definitely take advantage of this incident to fight against each other and regain their hands on Tibet.

Zhao Erfeng shouted and gave the order to die.

"The last general commands!"

The crowd rode away with the dust.

Zhao Erfeng's judgment criteria are very simple, those who surrender voluntarily do not kill, after registering in the register, all of them will be escorted to Beijing, and those who resist to the death to the end will end up miserable, all of them will be shown to the public, and then hung on the gate of Lhasa, to the greatest extent to deter those conspirators with different intentions, and also warn those rebels hiding in the shadows, the end of the split is to destroy people and become the stinky **** of history, don't you like sky burial, that's goodHe threw his body into the snow valley of Sublança and left it to be eaten by wild dogs.

For a while, the sound of cries, executions, and shouts became a mess.

As night fell, the city of Lhasa, shrouded in butcher's knives, was destined for a bloody night, a separatist rebellion deliberately launched by the upper nobles, and finally received the most severe punishment from the imperial executioners.

In the early morning of the next day, the mountain eagle hung high in the wind, and the faint smell of blood was also blown away by the mountain wind, Zhao Erfeng only closed his eyes for a few hours and opened them, thanks to his thunderous methods, the rebellion in Tibet was basically quelled, and the social order quietly moved towards the recovery stage, of course, there is one of the most unstable X factors.

The 13th Dalai Lama, Thubten Gyatso, who escaped.

"Dashuai, the man who pursued the Dalai Lama has returned."

The herald came to report, and as soon as he heard this, Zhao Erfeng didn't care about putting on his cotton clothes, so he hurried out.

The cavalry that pursued the Dalai Lama returned, and after a long night of running, even the men and horses were extremely tired, their faces were flushed, and they were panting as soon as they got off their horses.

"The handsome, the last general is incompetent"

The person who came forward and knelt in front of Zhao Erfeng at once, lowered his head, and said with extreme guilt: "The Dalai Lama crossed from Jiasang and forcefully crossed, and there were still people who broke off, and the last general was blocked on the riverbank, so he could only watch the Dalai Lama cross the river and flee to India. With that, his head slammed on the ground.

Zhao Erfeng didn't speak, but this was the most terrifying, and the people around him didn't dare to look at him, they knew that the old man was going to lose his temper.

Zhao Erfeng has always been strict in rewards and punishments, and the army is very strict, for more than ten years, the border troops under his command can fight and defend themselves, and this kind of thing will definitely not be easily let go, and it is said that he has specially ordered three times before.

"Get up!"

Zhao Erfeng shouted, his face suppressed anger.

"What are you crying about, shame on you!" Zhao Erfeng clenched his fists, but finally let go, "If you lose it, you lose it, go get a hundred whips yourself." ”

"Yes!"

Standing up, the pursuing general quickly stopped his tears, and retreated with his fists as if he had been amnestied.

No one around dared to interject a word, but they were very surprised by the old handsome's abnormality.

Zhao Erfeng didn't think so, when the Dalai Lama fled, it meant that everything was over, and the desperate soldiers, could they still die after the war was over? They were already victorious with a crown on their heads, even if there was a slight flaw in the crown.

"Pass on my order, and immediately tell the whole Tibet, His Holiness Thubten Gyatso, who has committed a great crime of rebellion and rebellion, and immediately removed the title of the 13th Dalai Lama, and arrested all over the territory, and those who follow those who do not regret will be punished for their sins, and there will be no forgiveness."

The Dalai Lama was kicked into the stinking ditch of history, since this title is a little red flower rewarded by the imperial court, if you are disobedient, you can take it back anytime and anywhere.

"Whoever comes, tear off the false flag on the top of the palace, and the flag must not be hung in the Tibetan territory, and those who disobey will be regarded as fellow Dalai Lama."

This was the last time the ******** flag appeared in the snowy region, and in its place was a four-cornered yellow dragon flag, stretched out in the cold wind, like a living creature, entrenched at the end of the roof of the world.

Zhao Erfeng sighed slowly, there was a sense of relief after the end of the war, but more about the future situation of this land.

The war is over, and it's the turn of the meat eaters in the capital to worry about it. (To be continued.) )