mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 962: What Are the Gods and Buddhas in the Sky?

Mulberry.

The battle is not over yet.

After observing that the bird that landed on the wire mesh was fine, Hu Da learned that the wire mesh was no longer electrified, so he ordered his men to tear it apart and then rushed in.

This time, Tao Ke Tao Hu had no way to retreat or escape, so he could only choose to fight head-on.

The Joint Tiger Hunting Team was actually not well prepared.

Just like during World War I, there were many famous fortresses in Europe.

However, when the real fighting broke out, some fortresses were useless and collapsed at the first shot; some armies, although they had fortresses, placed their cannons on the open ground outside the fortresses to fight.

Only the Przemyśl Fortress in Galicia of the Austro-Hungarian Empire effectively delayed the enemy siege. The creation of this record was also based on the fact that the Russian army besieging the fortress did not have sufficient artillery support.

The Joint Tiger Hunting Team also made many mistakes that they should not have made, which were actually caused by lack of combat experience.

The worst mistake they could have made was to place those Krupp mountain guns outside the power grid.

At this time, Hu Da had gathered all the people he could.

He had already settled himself in place, lining up at the main east gate, facing Taok Taohu head-on.

Both were cavalrymen, and they looked at each other from a distance. Although they could not see each other's eyes clearly, there seemed to be sparks in the air.

Tu Hai said: "Now that things have come to this, the only way is to fight."

Tao Ketaohu nodded: "It's a pity that Zhao Chuanxin is not here. If I die, I would like to die at Zhao Chuanxin's hands, even if he is injured. Zana, the chief card officer of Lubin Prefecture, is not worthy of it."

Zana is Hu Da's original name.

He is no longer the chief officer, he has been promoted long ago. He is famous for leading the Grey Axe Army, and even Taok Taohu knows his name.

Both sides charged almost simultaneously.

Tao Ke and Tao Hu were advancing in parallel, while Hu Da spread out the front line diagonally, taking advantage of the stability of shooting on horseback and the rapid firing of the lever rifle on horseback to increase the shooting area as much as possible.

bang bang bang...

The sound of gunfire like popping beans continued to ring out.

On the hill, Taiji Garu of Zhuobarse held the telescope tightly and stared at the battlefield.

This time, the entire cavalry battlefield was in full view.

It had been a long time since he had seen a grassland cavalry duel, which reminded him of hundreds of years ago and the glorious military prowess of the Genghis Khan era.

Sadly, both sides in the battle were men from the grassland.

When the gunshots rang out, he saw that Taok Taohu's bandit group suffered heavy casualties.

The enemy's cavalry formation and the lever-action rifles in their hands were surprisingly sharp.

However, not many people in Hu Da's team fell, only because the enemy lost their accuracy when shooting when their horses were shaking, and most of the bullets flew into the sky.

Garu suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no!"

Because on both sides of the barbed wire, a large group of cavalry suddenly appeared. They were ambushes arranged by Hu Da in advance.

bang bang bang...

At this time, Hu Da's formation was like the blade of a utility knife, completely surrounding Tao Ke Tao Hu's team.

bang bang bang...

Taok Taohu's horse bandit group was immediately disintegrated.

There were wails everywhere.

Tao Ketaohu was shot in the shoulder and fell off his horse.

Tu Hai cunningly hid behind his own people and blocked 10,000 points of damage. After he found that he was no match for the Grey Axe Army by shooting on horseback, he simply dismounted and shot while half-crouching.

He aimed at Hu Da who was charging with the army.

boom.

Hu Da was fine, but a Gray Axe soldier next to him fell off his horse.

"Damn it, it went sideways."

Just as he was about to shoot again, a Sauron sharpshooter outside the barbed wire shot him in the head.

boom.

Tu Hai's eyes were blank, he knelt on the ground with his head drooping.

The old Mosin-Nagant that was extorted from the Russians fell to the ground.

Two horse bandit leaders, one dead and one injured, the rest knelt down and surrendered.

Hu Da led the team to surround the prisoners, disarm them, tie them up and march back.

Garu was about to go over and continue spying, when the Niulu Zuoling of Zhuobarse reported to him: "Garu, the second-class Da Lama of Shabi Yamen has come with a group of lamas, and you are asked to go and greet them."

Garu perked up, and a smile finally appeared on his solemn face.

If there is anyone on the grassland who can stop these evil spirits in Lubin Prefecture, it can only be the Living Buddha.

When Burenchugula, who also had a face full of flesh, saw Garu, he distributed the rifles he brought with him to Garu's men and said coldly, "Come with me to see Zhao Chuanxin."

When they arrived at the west side of the barbed wire, they saw that the wire was torn into a big hole, and wooden stakes were erected at the entrance and exit. There were also wooden stakes on the east side of the minefield, and the two sides were connected with hemp ropes to form passages.

Zhao Chuanxin was asking his men to untie the ropes of the Japanese-Russian joint Tiger Hunting Team.

Then they drove the men forward to step over the mines.

Someone was running, boom...

As he was running, he disappeared.

Some people were so scared that they knelt down and cried, unable to bear the pressure of being in danger of stepping on a landmine at any time.

At this time, Dariyachi ordered people to shoot outside without mercy.

Whoever collapses, or whoever doesn’t run, will die.

Zhao Chuanxin looked on cheerfully, holding a cigar in his mouth: "Run, whoever runs over there and survives will survive."

Some people gave up and continued to charge forward.

Boom boom boom...

Explosions came and went.

Burenchugula was horrified by what he saw.

He glared and rushed forward with a fierce look: "Stop! Zhao Chuanxin, you are such a heartless person. Killing people is not enough to get you to the point of no return. How dare you do this?"

Zhao Chuanxin turned around in astonishment: "Whose pants were not pulled up properly and exposed you?"

Burenchugula was furious: "How dare you, do you know who I am?"

A group of lamas followed Burenchugula and shouted, "We are from the Shabi Yamen. We are ordered by the Shabi Yamen's Shangzhuo Tebabat Ma Dorji to stop you from killing people!"

Zhao Chuanxin spat, and waved his hand: "Let them keep running."

Daryaqi and Sukhbaru were still somewhat afraid of the Yellow Sect, but Badanga had no scruples: "Run, and whoever stops will be shot!"

bang bang bang...

Burenchugula's hair and beard stood up: "Zhao Chuanxin, do you dare?"

However, under the urging of Badan'a's gun, the captives of the Joint Tiger Hunting Squad were running for their lives.

The lucky ones have already run through the minefield and reached the other side of survival.

Just as they were celebrating their happiness, Zhao Chuanxin grinned and said to Badanga: "Give the order to shoot to death."

The prisoner on the other side was stunned: "You promised to let us live..."

Zhao Chuanxin's smile did not diminish: "Sorry, I lied."

bang bang bang...

All the survivors died.

Burenchugula was already furious at this time.

The Japanese are fine, but if Jebtsundamba knew that Zhao Chuanxin massacred the Russians like this, he would surely be furious.

He was so angry that he said to Garu behind him: "Catch this evil pagan for me!"

Although Garu was afraid, he still obediently led his men forward with rifles.

Che Hezha and Badang'a waved their hands coldly, and countless guns were pointed at them.

Garu shouted: "We are from the Shabi Yamen, how dare you point your guns at us?"

Zhao Chuanxin strode forward, raised his hand, and punched forward with his secondary limb.

Boom!
Garu's roaring voice suddenly stopped, and his body was knocked into the air by a punch.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly retracted his fist and punched again.

Boom!
Garu flew backwards and knocked down several herdsmen.

Burenchugula, who thought that the Shabi Yamen was invincible on the grassland, felt a little scared when he saw Garu lying on the ground with blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

But he still believed that Zhao Chuanxin would not dare to take action against these lamas.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards Burenchugula. The lama behind Burenchugula hurried forward and tried to stop Zhao Chuanxin, even reaching out to stop him without knowing the consequences.

Zhao Chuanxin did not stop and stretched out his hand to break it.

Click.

The first person's wrist was broken.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked.

Click.

The knees are bent unnaturally backwards.

"Ow..."

A herdsman plucked up his courage and tried to launch a surprise attack on Zhao Chuanxin with a rifle equipped with a bayonet.

Zhao Chuanxin easily grasped it, pulled it over, and smacked the herdsman's nose with the butt of the gun.

bang.

"Ow..."

The entire bridge of the nose collapsed.

"Zhao Chuanxin, how dare you disrespect the Yellow Sect!"

Zhao Chuanxin turned his bayonet and it fell like raindrops.

One cut, two cuts, three cuts almost became afterimages.

Hee hee hee hee hee...

The lamas and armed herdsmen who stood in front were all stabbed to death.

The sun is shining brightly at this time, which is suitable for stacking Q.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chuanxin arrived in front of Burenchugula, and the cigar smoke blew into his face: "Do you know why Westerners call me the Butcher of the Far East?" Burenchugula's face turned pale. His status as a second-class Lama did not allow him to bow his head.

He was actually scared.

But he still held his head high stubbornly.

Zhao Chuanxin removed the bayonet and suddenly attacked. The bayonet pierced Burenchugula's armpit and came out from the gap between the shoulder blades.

"Ow..."

"Contempt? Yellow Sect?" Zhao Chuanxin looked around and said, "If I, Zhao Chuanxin, kill someone, even Tathagata will close his eyes. What do you mean by Yellow Sect?"

He drew his bayonet, struck once, twice, three times...

Burenchugula's stomach burst and his intestines leaked out, but he didn't die...

He knelt on the ground, his eyes wide open, the flesh on his face trembling and shaking: "No, no, don't kill me..."

"Aren't you awesome?" Zhao Chuanxin, holding a cigar in his mouth, bent over and stared at Burenchugula: "Jebtsundamba, right? Living Buddha, right? Shabi Yamen, right? Don't worry, I'll go find your Living Buddha next."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed.

Even Hu Da, Che Hezha, Sukhbaru and Darachi all changed their expressions.

This is really a bold statement.

Not to mention the lamas and herdsmen who came with Burenchugula.

They pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said tremblingly: "How dare you speak disrespectfully to the Living Buddha?"

"Damn it." Zhao Chuanxin flicked his cigar away. "How can you really take a thief and a whore like a playboy seriously?"

He took out two Ares M1907s.

Chug tug tug…

No one could stand in front of him under the close-range fire from the submachine gun.

Hu Da advised from behind: "Sir, no!"

It was too late to say this. The firing rate of the Ares M1907 was too fast, and in a moment there was no one standing in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

Of course, due to the power, some were only injured, while others were riddled with holes.

Hu Da quickly turned around and shouted: "Military doctor, where is the military doctor? Come and save him!"

Then he hurried forward and pulled Zhao Chuanxin aside: "Sir, you are confused..."

"If your mind is not clear, just get some sleep and it will be fine. Don't worry." Zhao Chuanxin put away the gun as if nothing had happened.

"No, I mean, if we kill these lamas, we will become the evildoers on the grassland..."

"We are not bad people at all. At most, we just had evil thoughts."

Hu Da: "..."

Batang'a does not believe in the Yellow Sect.

He believes in shamanism.

He said in a carefree manner: "What are you afraid of? Whoever dares to provoke our master will be killed."

Che Hezha shook his head: "It's not that simple. Look back at the faces of our soldiers."

Badan looked back.

There were not many people in his Solon tribe who believed in the Yellow Sect, so they didn't react much, but the rest of them didn't look very happy.

He scratched his head and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "What are you talking about? Get out of the way. I have never seen a living Buddha in my life. I will go and see one now."

As he spoke, he threw out two ladders and stepped on them casually. Under the control of Xingyue, the ladders climbed higher and higher with his steps.

The cold wind on the grassland blew up Zhao Chuanxin's thin coat and lifted his hair. He put his hands in his pockets and climbed five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters in full view of everyone...

He flew into the air towards Kulun.

The people below could no longer tell who was the god or Buddha.

Living Buddha?

I have heard that the living Buddha loves gold, silver and jewelry. There are not only Russian women in the temple, but also handsome men. He plays with them like crazy. After all, he does not have the magical powers of the real Buddha as rumored.

But the man in front of me who laughs, scolds, and kills people without hesitation might be a real living god.

In an instant, the awe of everyone present towards Jebtsundamba was reduced.

Zhao Chuanxin walked for a while, pretended to be strong enough, and felt it was lonely at high altitude, so he quickly put on the Chaos Armor.

A warm feeling rose up and I felt a little more comfortable.

Spreading its wings, it rode the wind and glided towards Kulun.

The gliding speed was too slow. Half an hour later, Zhao Chuanxin could no longer see his own men below. He fell down again, took out the second-generation Youlong, rode on it, and rode at lightning speed, even faster than gliding.

……

Yanzhi was uneasy.

He would ask his subordinates from time to time: "Is there any news from Sang Beizi?"

"not yet!"

Yanzhi paced back and forth in the room, and finally couldn't help but said, "Someone, prepare the car, I want to go find Jebtsundamba."

He wanted to threaten Jebtsundamba and force him to borrow the gun.

Jebtsundamba did meet him, but he didn't give him a good look.

Although Jebtsundamba’s actual power in Kulun was not as great as Yanzhi’s, that was because Yanzhi represented the Qing court.

Jebtsundamba is the type of person who may not have much power, but you dare not provoke him.

Yan Zhi smiled and said, "Master Buddha, I just want to borrow some quick guns to suppress bandits, I'm not not going to return them."

Jebtsundamba glanced at him coldly and said, "What bandits do you want to suppress? Where are the bandits? It's just that you have bandits in your heart that makes you restless."

When Yan Zhi heard that he was actually using the wit that only Central Plains Buddhism could do, he said with a fake smile: "Buddha, haven't you heard of Tao Ke Tao Hu? He robbed Han merchants in Sangbeizi and Zhuo Barse, and he created a bandit spirit. Many people followed his example. Don't you know about it, Buddha?"

Jebtsundamba put his hands together, holding the 108-bead rosary of bodhi tree that had been shrunk for who knows how many years. He said, "Where there is injustice, there will be resistance. In my opinion, this is the most normal thing. Your Excellency does not think about how to protect the poor herdsmen, nor does he think about how to reduce the various taxes that have made the Taijis and Arats of the various leagues and Shabi penniless. Instead, your Excellency always thinks about the Han people. I can't help but wonder, are you really a bannerman?"

Yan Zhi snorted coldly: "Whether the court's policy is correct or not, I dare not make rash comments. But is the Buddha's Shabi Yamen really so poor? The Buddha's words are high-sounding, but does the Buddha really care about the Taiji and Arat?"

He held a gun and a stick and ridiculed him.

Damn you Flowery Monk, you speak better than you sing.

Jebtsundamba was furious.

At this time, a lama came to report to Jebtsundamba, saying, "Buddha, there is news from Sangbeizi that Zhao Chuanxin killed Burenchugula, the lamas, believers and herdsmen. This man is really lawless!"

Jebtsundamba stood up suddenly: "He dares?"

Yanzhi felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head.

It's a big deal. It's a big deal.

How can this be good?

Zhao Chuanxin even dared to kill lamas. What if he went crazy and killed Kulun Lai?
It's a disaster, it's a disaster.

He stared at Jebtsundamba and said, "Buddha, right now, I need fast guns, the more the better."

Jebtsundamba refused outright: “No.”

Yan Zhi sneered several times: "Master Buddha, if I report to the court that Master Buddha secretly kept Russian quick-firing rifles in the temple, do you think the Lifanyuan will consider this action appropriate?"

The Lifanyuan was a department of the Qing court that was responsible for regulating these types of religious sects.

Jebtsundamba's expression changed slightly.

He was not afraid of Yanzhi, Zhao Chuanxin, or the princes of the grassland, but he was still wary of the Qing court.

Although the Qing Dynasty was on the decline, its power still existed.

Just as his expression changed, there was a sudden noise outside.

Yanzhi and Jebtsundamba both frowned and were about to speak.

A bloody lama was thrown into the room.

Then there was a tall man with some blood splattered on his face.

"How dare you break into the Buddhist temple?" Yan Zhi scolded.

At this time, Tushetu Khan's deputy general Handadorji, Jichechen Khan Demchukdorji, Shabi Yamen's Shangzhuotebabatmadorji, Shabi Yamen's second-class lama Chelinqimit and others came to the gate with soldiers, herdsmen and lamas.

"You are so brave, why don't you just surrender?"

"Who is coming?"

"If you dare to hurt the Buddha, I will tear you into pieces!"

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his hands and cheeks with the towel, threw away the blood-stained towel, carried the Xingyue M1909 light machine gun, and replaced the ammunition box with a new one with 100 rounds of ammunition.

He looked at people with a hawk-like look and said, "My name is Zhao Chuanxin. Whoever said he wanted to tear me into pieces just now, please stand up and speak."

"..."

The scene fell silent.

Who?
Zhao Chuanxin?
Yanzhi immediately fell silent and retreated in horror.

The man who wanted to dismember Zhao Chuanxin was hiding in the crowd.

Jebtsundamba slammed the table and said, "Zhao Chuanxin, you actually dared to come to the temple to make trouble, disrespecting the Yellow Sect and the king's law. Are you tired of living?"

Zhao Chuanxin tilted his head and walked towards Jebtsundamba.

The lamas outside were shocked and rushed forward: "How dare you! Don't even think about leaving the temple today..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin held the Xingyue M1909 in one hand, turned the gun around, and pulled the trigger without looking back.

Boo hoo hoo hoo…

Several lamas were beaten to pieces and fell in a pool of blood, their bodies still twitching.

There is only one person in the world who can operate a light machine gun like this.

"Damn it, if I don't speak first in spring, which insect would dare to make a sound?"

Everyone retreated.

Arrogant, too arrogant!
Is this the Zhao Chuanxin that Cixi both feared and hated, the one who was said to have nine out of ten pounds of rebellious bones and one out of ten pounds of rebellious bones?

Yanzhi had retreated behind Jebtsundamba.

As if silently saying: You can't see me, you can't see me...

However, Jebtsundamba was as fearless as the deceased Buren Chugula and still held on to a lucky mentality.

After all, he is a living Buddha.

He has told so many lies over the years that even he himself believes them.

"What do you want to do?" He looked at Zhao Chuanxin coldly.

(End of this chapter)