The Sikhs, armed with steel swords, rushed at the Chinese tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, and the fighters of the Chinese army, of course, did not watch them come and cut themselves, and opened fire one after another, and the bullets went into the corpses of the Sikhs, knocking them to the ground.

At that time, the more than 500 Sikhs who were surrounded were all killed, so Zhuo Shiliang told Fang Xianyang the news, and Fang Xianyang couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the news that the Sikhs would rather die than surrender. In the next half hour, the various units successively reported the results of the pursuit to Fang Xianyang, and these reports said that no Sikh chose to surrender, and they either resisted stubbornly, were killed by our troops, or committed suicide with their swords.

The more Fang Xianyang listened, the more surprised he became, and after the surprise, a cloud of sadness suddenly appeared on Fang Xianyang's face.

The staff officer smiled on the side: "Division commander, the Sikh army has almost been wiped out, you should be happy, why are you still sullen and sad?" ”

Fang Xianyang sighed heavily and said, "This matter is very strict, I'll report it to Lin Shuai first, you will understand when you hear my words." ”

Fang Xianyang picked up the communicator, contacted Lin Yuan, and said, "Lin Shuai, I have something to report to you. ”

Lin Yuan heard Fang Xianyang's dull tone, his heart suddenly lifted, and he asked worriedly: "What happened, it can't be that your attack is blocked, right?" ”

Fang Xianyang shook his head and said: "No, we carried out the battle of crossing the river today, crossed the Djinab River, the Sikh army retreated on all fronts, and our army basically had no casualties. ”

Lin Yuan smiled: "This is a big victory, how can I not hear the slightest excitement from your voice?" ”

Fang Xianyang sighed and said: "Lin Shuai, the Sikhs would rather die than surrender, just now I received a report from six troops, they all surrounded the fleeing Sikhs, but these surrounded Sikhs refused to surrender, either desperately resisted or committed suicide with their swords. ”

Lin Yuan didn't take this matter seriously, and said with a smile: "Since they refuse to surrender, just kill them, what do you have to worry about." ”

Fang Xianyang said: "Lin Shuai, from us to Delhi, we have to pass through many Sikh villages, if the Sikhs have this attitude, we will encounter a lot of trouble in the Sikh villages, for example, they will sneak attack our army's transportation lines, and even launch suicide attacks on our army. ”

Lin Yuan suddenly realized, and was silent on the phone, so Fang Xianyang asked, "Lin Shuai, what should we do?" ”

Lin Yuan said: "I don't have a good way for a while, so let's march to Delhi first, and after passing through the Sikh village, find some Sikhs to inquire about it, and see where the root cause of the Sikh people's opposition to us lies." ”

Fang Xianyang said: "They must have turned against us because of the demagogy of the British. ”

Lin Yuan said: "I also know this, but I want to know more, for example, what kind of bewitching methods did the British use, who came up with these bewitching methods, and who is in command on the British side." ”

Fang Xianyang agreed, and then began to prepare for related matters, by this time the British Madson had fled to a Sikh village more than fifty kilometers away from the battlefield, this village was called Lion Village.

In order to strengthen their rule over the Sikhs at the grassroots level, the British placed British magistrates in each village, and the sheriff was the largest official in the village. As soon as Madson arrived, he summoned the sheriff, and then said to the sheriff, "Go and gather all the people in the village, I have something to announce." ”

The British sheriff hastily gathered the villagers, and because the Punjab plains were fertile and watery, there were many people in each village, and the number of people in Lion Village was more than 5,000.

More than 5,000 people crowded at the entrance of the village, and Madson shouted at everyone: "The Chinese have crossed the Janab River and are now heading towards the Lion Village, and the Chinese have already said that they will kill all the men of your Sikhs and take all the women to be military prostitutes, so I hope everyone will organize and protect themselves!" ”

The villagers all believe in Sikhism, and the Sikh community has been bewitched by Tanzanbik and Ali Gaponi and said a lot of bad things about the Chinese, and the villagers have no good impression of the Chinese.

The Sikhs were martial, both men and women, so the Lion Village quickly formed a force, and Madson saw that the Sikhs had formed an army strong enough to resist Lin Yuan's troops, so he happily left, and continued to flee to Amritsar, and every village he passed through was bewitched, so that these villages formed an army against Lin Yuan.

The plateau combat division that crossed the Janab River continued to march eastward, and on September 15, it came to the Lion Village, Fang Xianyang did not directly order the troops to enter the village, but sent two Pashtun interpreters to enter the Lion Village to investigate the situation, and the two interpreters pretended to be Afghan businessmen, sneaked into the village and went around, and then ran back to the other party Xianyang and said: "Report to the division commander, we have reconnoitred the situation in the village. ”

Fang Xianyang hurriedly asked, "How is the situation?" ”

One interpreter said: "Even teenage girls have taken up arms, and it seems that they are all soldiers." ”

Fang Xianyang asked, "Have you inquired about the reason why all of them are soldiers?" ”

The interpreter replied: "I inquired about it, they are there to resist us!" ”

Fang Xianyang frowned, and thought to himself: "Every Sikh village is so hostile to us, how can we gain a foothold in the vast Punjab region?" You can't kill all the Sikhs, can you? There are more than 30 million Sikhs, and there is no end to them. ”

Fang Xianyang was thinking about it for a long time, and a staff officer suddenly came to report: "Division Commander, Division Commander Chen Fei asks to see you." ”

Fang Xianyang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said happily: "Hurry up, please." ”

The staff officer turned around and went out, and when the time came, he came back with Chen Fei, Chen Fei laughed when he saw Fang Xianyang, and said, "Old Fang, why are you depressed?" What's wrong? ”

Fang Xianyang sighed: "The village opposite us is called Lion Village, and the people in the village are very hostile to us, I don't know what to do?" ”

Chen Fei said with a smile: "This is easy, when our troops were fighting in Southeast Asia, the local tribes were also very hostile to us, so we adopted the method of giving gifts......

"Lao Chen, this method of giving gifts will not work at all, how poor the tribes in Southeast Asia are, a little favor will buy them! But this is Punjab, and the peasants are so rich that they can buy it? ”

Chen Feilang laughed loudly: "Of course I know that the method of giving gifts will not work, I am just joking when I say that, I actually brought a clever method!" ”