Rebirth of the Northern Giants

The suicide expedition earned him the coveted fame and the attention of Curzon, the hardline Governor of India who had just taken office.

In November 1895, the British mobilized more than 11 infantry, cavalry, and artillery, under the command of Major General Macdonald, and Colonel Rong Hepeng, Secretary of State Affairs, as the vanguard, preparing to secretly cross Zelela Mountain and invade Tibet.

Behind the invading army was a scattered army of more than 1 coolies, [-] mules, [-] yaks, [-] ponies, and [-] camels.

Of course, there are several media reporters accompanying them, and they don't want to miss this blockbuster news that can be said to be a lesson for the Chinese.

On November 11, 2 vanguard troops led by Rong Hepeng arrived at Mount Zeliela.

"Colonel, how long will it take to reach Tibet? This damn place is really not a place where human beings can live." Lieutenant Colonel Peters, one of Jung Hepeng's subordinates, frowned and asked.

Along the way, the harsh environment tormented these high-spirited British guys all the time when they first set off. Chilblain, snow blindness, these common altitude sicknesses plagued them, and the British soldiers were all dejected and wrapped their coats tightly, unless necessary , I didn't even bother to say a word.

However, Rong Hupeng does not seem to be affected, he is already familiar with the road.

"Don't worry, my lieutenant colonel, after crossing this mountain, we will reach the Yadong area of ​​Tibet. By then, the wealth accumulated over thousands of years in Tibetan temples will be ours." Although Rong Hepeng said wind The cloud was light, but the greedy look in his eyes revealed his restless mood at the moment.

Buddha statues made of gold, ancient culture, a large number of cultural relics and ancient books, how many pounds will it cost.

"Colonel, what you said is true. As long as we climb over this damn mountain, we can reach Tibet. You know, there are already more than ten wounded people on this journey. If we don't reach Tibet again, I'm afraid Those soldiers will complain." Peters stomped his feet and said excitedly.

"It won't take long for them to thank me." Rong Hepeng replied confidently, "Tibet will definitely be included in the empire's pocket, and those of us will not only get a lot of wealth, but also the glory of the empire. So, now, let those damned soldiers step up."

Rong Hupeng was very dissatisfied with the marching speed of the British soldiers. According to the original estimate, they should stand on the land of Tibet at this time, drink some wine, and then have a good sleep.

"Okay, Colonel, I'll convey your order to them right away." Peters sighed helplessly, and it's really not human work to speed up the pace. They all have plans to go back.

Rong Hepeng nodded, watched Peters turn and leave, and stopped talking.

"You lazy reptiles, I have good news for you. The colonel just said that as long as we climb over this mountain, we can set foot on the rich land of Tibet. Cheer, soldiers, for the wealth, for the empire Glory." Standing on top of a mound, Peters delivered his final speech.

The British soldiers below began to get restless, and everyone had a long-lost smile on their faces.

"Really, that's great, finally don't go on this damn path again."

"Tibet, my God, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

...

The soldiers were talking happily, and they couldn't help but quicken their pace.

They are all soldiers from the Indian colony, and most of them came here with the dream of getting rich. For them, glory and the like are just floating clouds, and only money is the real thing that can be seen.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Rong Hepeng's mouth.

The high morale allowed the British to stand on the other side of Zeliela Mountain two hours later.

Seeing the blue under the mountain, the soldiers couldn't help being very excited.

Tibet has finally arrived.

"Chinese, wait for our guns." A soldier touched the long gun in his hand and shouted excitedly.

With this soldier taking the lead, other soldiers also shouted.

"made a fortune"

All kinds of voices were heard endlessly, but Rong Hepeng, who was walking in the front, frowned, just about to ask someone to stop the crazy actions of these soldiers.

But I heard a rumbling sound from the top of the mountain.

Rong Hepeng looked around and saw a large piece of snow coming down from the top of the mountain, roaring towards himself and others.

"It's Xue Beng, these idiots. Why did you forget what I said to them beforehand?" Rong Hepeng raised his head in despair and muttered to himself.

"Omg what is this"

The British soldiers were still cheering a moment ago, but at this moment they fell into deep regret.

"Run!" The soldiers frantically threw away all disposable objects and ran in all directions.

However, no matter how fast they are, how can they compare to natural disasters.

The snow rushed straight down with unstoppable momentum, sweeping the British team.

"Could it be that God is punishing me?" Before he died, Rong Hepeng recalled a small Buddha statue given to him by a monk when he passed through Lhasa.

In a short while, the British team of 500 people was buried deep in the ground by the crazy snow. When the follow-up team arrived, they only found some messy British military supplies. .

Volume Two, The Capital of the Capital, Chapter [-], The Tibet Issue

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In the General Staff Room of the Summer Palace, Ye Zhikui, Wang Shizhen, and two chief staff officers, Hu Dianjia, sat around a map of Asia. There was no one else in the conference room except Yang Du who was standing on the side taking notes.

Not long ago, the General Staff held a meeting to discuss the Tibet issue. At the meeting, Ye Zhikui proposed to send troops to Tibet immediately, but it seemed that Wang Shizhen had a different opinion.

No, as soon as the meeting was over, he and his two staff officers approached Ye Zhikui.

"Prince, I have made it very clear at the meeting today. The British are coveting Tibet and have confirmed that they will send [-] troops from India to invade. I plan to dispatch Sichuan soldiers from the Southwest Military Region to Tibet. Is there any problem? ?"

The British's high-profile military activities in the Indian colony could not be hidden from the government of the Republic of China. When Ye Zhikui saw the British sending troops, he thought that the time was right, and he was impatient to send troops to resist.

Wang Shizhen replied seriously: "Generalissimo, I am not opposed to sending troops to resist, but I have some differences with the Generalissimo on the timing of sending troops."

Ye Zhikui asked with some doubts: "When will the troops be dispatched? Now that the British have invaded, judging from the time, they may have already reached Tibet. Are we waiting for the British to occupy the whole of Tibet before slowly dispatching troops?"

Ye Zhikui's tone was clearly displeased.

Hu Dianjia and Wang Shizhen looked at each other, and Fang looked at Ye Zhikui and said, "Don't be upset, Generalissimo. In fact, I agree with Pinqing. Generalissimo, the Tibetan government has not asked the central government for help, that's all."

Ye Zhikui snorted coldly, and interrupted: "The invasion of the British army has become an established fact. We will send troops no matter whether the Tibetan government asks for help. Do we still have to wait for them to see if they can get things done? I'm afraid the Tibetan government will be to blame for such a delay. its responsibility."

Seeing that Ye Zhikui hadn't understood what he meant, Hu Dianjia couldn't help but insinuating: "Generalissimo, it doesn't mean that I'm going to follow the Tibetan government's wink to do things. There are Tibetan soldiers in Tibet, and these people can still underestimate the British army."

Ye Zhikui pursed his lips, and said indifferently: "It's better for the old general not to be joking, just rely on those Tibetan soldiers who are patched together, holding spears and big knives. It's not that I, Ye Zhikui, look down on them and believe that they can resist the British army. It’s better to believe that the government of the Republic of China can occupy Japan.”

Wang Shizhen stroked his beard, showed a meaningful smile, and said, "Generalissimo, we don't need Tibetan soldiers to resist the British army. Those Tibetan soldiers are actually the private soldiers of the Dalai Lama and others."

Ye Zhikui was shocked, and suddenly understood what these people meant, and looked at them with uncertain expressions.

The meaning of these few people is actually very simple, that is to take the opportunity to suppress the Tibetan government. The British army invaded, which will naturally affect the local religious forces in Tibet’s rule of Tibet. Whether they want to or not, they will send their own troops to fight the British army. .However, in the end, regardless of the outcome of the battle, it is the central government that takes advantage.

Because although Tibet formally belonged to China at this time, in fact they had been acting on their own. The influence of the Republic of China government on Tibet was very limited. In addition, due to religious beliefs and other issues, those Tibetan soldiers who were the private soldiers of the Dalai Lama and other local forces in Tibet could not obey the Republic of China government. of command.

Rather than causing chaos when the Sichuan soldiers entered Tibet and clashed with those unreliable Tibetan soldiers, it would be better for them to be wasted in the Sino-British war and sacrifice their lives for the country.

However, to put it mildly, this matter is to prepare for the unification of the whole country in the future.