(1st Update)

At the turn of the century, in addition to the Western powers, there were also careerists from within the empire, and the two hundred years of suzerainty and feudal order were about to collapse, and the ambitions of these separatists were growing day by day, from Mongolia to Sichuan and Yunnan, from Xinjiang to Tibet, they jumped to the front of history with clown-like faces, and staged an ugly separatist farce.

The end of the Qing Dynasty was turbulent, civil strife was repeated, the vast land was only an empty shell, and it seemed that overnight, the autumn leaves and begonias were crawling with all kinds of maggots, taking advantage of the Qing court's self-care, conspiring to split, and the 13th Dalai Lama Thubten Gyatso is undoubtedly the largest one.

He first fled to Kulen in 1904 during the British invasion of Tibet. Immediately after that, he and the Russians entrenched there, directly crossed the central government unilaterally and Russia to engage in some alliance with Russia to resist the British, and the Dalai Lama's calculation of luring the wolf into the house was loud, but I didn't expect that only a few months later, the Russo-Japanese War broke out, Russia was newly defeated, and the defeated Russians had no time to take care of this Tibetan living Buddha who was full of "great plans to restore the country". He was honorably placed under house arrest by the Qing court.

During the seclusion, Thubten Gyatso learned through various channels that China and Britain signed the "Lhasa Treaty" and the news that the British withdrew their troops, and suddenly his intestines were repentant, and he suffered from limited movement, and finally he survived until 1908, Guangxu Cixi both died, and the government was in chaos, Thubten Gyatso took the opportunity to return to Lhasa, however, good luck did not await him, and the unstable Thubten Gyatso vigilantly found that he was in greater trouble than three years ago.

During his absence, the Qing court's minister in Tibet, Lianyu, controlled the right to speak in Lhasa, and took advantage of the east wind of the domestic constitution to carry out new policy reforms in Tibet.

After encircling the Tibetan aristocracy and using the guns in the hands of the British, the Dalai Lama quickly organized a private armed force, and the intention of seizing power by force was self-evident, and at the same time, overtly and covertly, he obstructed the reform of the United States, and the tension between the two men intensified unprecedentedly.

After perceiving this breath of division, Lianyu reacted in a timely manner, he secretly telegraphed Zhong Ying, the general of the Sichuan New Army, and Zhao Erfeng, the minister of the Sichuan-Yunnan Frontier, to send troops to quell the chaos, a few days later, the Sichuan army entered Tibet, all the way like a bamboo, within a few days, Zhao Erfeng's troops came to Lhasa City, and the majestic Potala Palace was close at hand

The wind on the snow is cold, not only the cold blows fast, like a knife, cutting people's faces painfully, just like the enduring snow as cold and ruthless.

"Dashuai!"

A voice came from afar, Zhao Erfeng turned his head, stared at him with those sharp eyes, and did not speak in order to save strength.

"Dashuai"

The horse's hooves stopped in front of Zhao Erfeng, and the people who came gasped for breath, not caring about speaking, the people were also tired, the horses were also tired, and they were sweating more than usual.

"Speak slowly."

Zhao Erfeng is not in a hurry, patiently waiting for him to come back, Lhasa's altitude of more than 4,000 meters, the air is thin, even if he sits, he feels difficult to breathe, not to mention that he is carrying a military life, running back for a long distance, Zhao Erfeng has experience, and he will not even know this after decades of border management.

The person who came gasped for breath, jumped off the horse, and said to Zhao Erfeng: "Marshal, the last general has been detective, and the army has retreated into Lhasa City, it is estimated that we are afraid of it." ”

"Scared?" Zhao Erfeng shook his head, "It's not that I'm afraid, these guys want to hide in the city, wait for work, and stick to a corner." ”

"What about the Dalai Lama?" Zhao Erfeng then asked.

"This last general has not been detected, and I have not heard his movements, so he should still be in the city, or he will hide in the Potala Palace as a shrinking turtle."

Zhao Erfeng didn't answer, what he wanted was not this ambiguous answer.

"Probe again, capture the thief and capture the king first, let him run away and give up all his efforts."

The scouts did not dare to hesitate, mounted their horses and went back, and soon disappeared into the snowfield.

A group of generals surrounded him, and saw that the old man's brows had been locked, and he seemed to be a little worried, and those who didn't know thought that he had lost the battle.

"Dashuai, there are still five miles, Lhasa City will be here, those who are hiding there are some defeated remnants, we have many more men and horses than them, this battle will definitely be won, Dashuai don't worry."

"Yes, Dashuai, when we get to the bottom of Lhasa, the capture of the Dalai Lama is just around the corner, but I heard that the Potala Palace is built on the mountainside, I don't know if we can go up?"

"Go and go, our Dashuai has never seen anything, even if he Dalai lives in the sky, we Sichuan people can also pull the chop down, and when the head of the **** is sent to Jingshi, Dashuai is another miracle."

The generals have said words to please auspiciousness, this civil strife is originally a disparity in strength, most of the Tibetan soldiers are shotguns and earth cannons, there is no lethality at all, and the monks and soldiers of the major temples are only holding sticks and sticks, fancy clothes, and the level of equipment is still stuck in the last century, and they are not vulnerable to bullets at all.

The border army under Zhao Erfeng is indeed a victorious army, which has been following him in the southern and northern wars in the Sichuan-Yunnan region, and when Xikang implemented the reform of the land and returned to the stream, he fought more than 40 battles a year, and the hard battles were not fought, and it has always been a fierce division. Although Zhao Erfeng's border army is an old army in terms of organization, it is still a cut stronger than the new army in Sichuan, especially since entering the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, their advantage in fighting in a low-oxygen environment has become more and more obvious.

"Okay, don't say a word, Lhasa is not better than Xikang, dizziness and dizziness are common things when running two steps, it is better to save effort with this little effort, maybe one day the head will move."

Zhao Erfeng spoke, they all knew the temper of the old handsome, and immediately shut up and went their own ways.

The snowy area is vast, and the afterglow of the setting sun pours down, reflecting the dazzling light on the snow-capped mountains, and at the same time illuminating the folds of the ravines on Zhao Erfeng's old face.

"It's getting dark, let's speed up a few steps, break the city of Lhasa before nightfall, and when we capture the Dalai Lama, this commander will invite you one by one to ask for credit!"

Zhao Erfeng shouted, rode his horse and went straight, his body was still strong in his sixties, and he looked like he had been in battle for a long time.

"By the King's command! Capture Dalai! Take care of his Buddha and come to the dust! ”

Everyone shouted in unison, galloping towards the Potala Palace as far as they could see, their armor, like a torrent under the setting sun, sparkling with gold.

(Because of the sensitive, this link can't be written deeply, sweat~) (To be continued.) )