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The Battle of Qamdo was launched in just over a day, and the Tibetan army, which had vowed to fight to the death with the People's Liberation Army before the war, was defeated, and finally even the Supreme Commander of Qamdo, the Grand Governor Lalu, ran away, and the whole city fell into a panic.

The general manager Lalu ran away, this guy felt that the situation was not good not long after the battle began, all the troops were sent by him to the Jinsha River front-line position for defense, and it was really unimaginable if he couldn't stop it, since even the Jinsha River, which was deployed with heavy troops and natural dangers, couldn't stop the communist army, how could he, the city of Qamdo, which only had more than a hundred guards left, still be able to defend it?

After figuring this out, Lalu also reassured people on the surface, saying that the PLA is just thunder and rain, and it is not so easy to break through the dangerous Jinsha River, according to reliable sources, the Tibetan warriors on the front line are very tenacious, they are fighting a decisive battle with the PLA, and the river is full of corpses of communist soldiers.

After the front foot appeased those uncertain squires, the back foot Lalu was ready in his mansion, all the gold and soft must be taken away, the grain must be taken away, all the cattle and sheep must be driven away, and finally two large bundles of musk are carried on the horse mound, I heard that this thing is very valuable whether it is in Tibet or the mainland, and it is necessary to bring as much as possible, and no one can say the current situation in the future, so it is the right way to bring a little more life-saving property.

Everyone thinks so, even the most sophisticated commander of the Tibetan army in Qamdo is thinking about how to escape and save property, can the battle still be won? There is little hope of winning.

The next night, after dark, the Grand Governor Laru, with a guard of more than 100 people and dozens of cronies, opened the back door of the governor's mansion and quietly slipped away.

Under the cover of night, the horse team walked for more than ten miles, and it was only then that Laru, who was disguised as an ordinary person, breathed a sigh of relief. Finally escaped, a cronie came over and asked:

"Master, what are we going to do next? Do you keep walking, or do you take a break? ”

Lalu has always been pampered in his own mansion, eating, drinking, and dressing, he is a real aristocratic lord, he is used to enjoying it, when he has suffered like this, it is not easy to be able to bump for more than ten miles in a row on the horse, and he saw his subordinates and asked what to do next. The eldest lord of Qamdo replied lazily:

"Send a few people to find a place with a lot of trees and grass, let's camp and rest first, and then get some food, and wait until dawn."

The cronies asked a little hesitantly: "Master Touren." It's not safe for us to camp here, what if we get caught up by the communists? ”

Laru snorted: "Communists? The communist army is human. Not immortals. They won't catch up so quickly, besides, they will walk around in the dark, who knows what bad luck will happen, pass my orders, and all rest. ”

The cronies sighed secretly. I had to follow Larue's orders, and after walking a few miles, a soldier sent out to explore the path came back and said that he had found a small grove that could be used as a camping place. Laru was overjoyed and headed straight with a hundred dozen men and a large number of pack horses.

The tent was erected, the two horse lamps emitted an orange light, the flames under the copper kettle flickered and dimmed, the butter tea came out with a faint fragrance, and the chief manager who leaned on the mat took a sip of it, it was so fragrant, the incense melted the tongue, and it was warm in the stomach, and it was very comfortable.

Lalu thought it was very strange, they were all the same butter tea, and they were also boiled in the same way, why was it not as sweet as it is now when they were drunk in the governor's mansion, could it be that there was something wrong with their sense of taste.

I didn't want to think about it, I stayed up for almost half a night, a wave of sleepiness came up, Lalu stretched his waist, and fell asleep half-leaning there, for so many days, he had never slept well, and the ten generations of the regiment and a few militia guards under his command could have made themselves miserable, they either wanted food and grass or ammunition, as if they had not stopped for a day.

The Jinsha River defense line was lost, and the city of Qamdo was about to fall into the hands of the communist army, but Lalu, the chief administrator of Lhasa Dazha zhèngfu, fell asleep in the middle of the escape.

Now it's okay, there is no need to think about how to confront the communist army, and there is no need to think about how to raise food and grass for the soldiers, Lalu, who has put down the burden of qiē, sleeps soundly, this sleep from the first night until the next morning, and when Lalu pushes open the tent and walks out, it is already dawn.

No one dared to enter the tent of the head man casually without Laru's order, although these subordinate guards and cronies were in a hurry, so they had to wait for the head man to wake up.

Seeing Lalu walking out, a guard hurriedly came over to report: "Master, there is a situation." ”

A string in Laru's head immediately tightened: "What's the situation, is the communist army catching up?" ”

The guard hurriedly replied: "If you look back, it's not the communist army, it's not a lot of scattered Daiben soldiers found not too far in front of us." ”

"Fucking scared me, what is there to fear about my own soldiers."

The guards replied hesitantly: "Report to the chief, it is true that it is our soldiers, but now these soldiers are difficult to manage, they seem to have no food, they are looting everywhere, if we don't hide well, maybe they will rob us." ”

"Bold, do they even dare to rob me? What is hidden or not, go to a few people to blow them up, just say that I Lalu is here, let the rout go to other places to rob, how much to rob has nothing to do with the master. ”

Lalu was really a little angry, because the words of his subordinates' cronies made him feel that his authority had been challenged, hmph, what about the defeated soldiers, I, Lalu, am still their master, don't look at me escaped from Qamdo, so what, as long as I arrive in Lhasa, the day is still the same as before.

A close confidant reminded him boldly: "Master Touren, this matter is not so simple, there is no difference between soldiers without food and wild wolves on the pasture, they will not listen to people's persuasion, and it is easy to cause a rebellion to bombard them, and once the soldiers rebel, it is very difficult to stop, it is better to find a way to recover, it is also a great help for you in the future." ”

"That's a good idea, but how to recover it? Have you figured it out? ”

"Master, things are not difficult to do, the most lacking thing for the fleeing soldiers is food, and the last thing we lack is food, as long as you show your name, and then promise to give these soldiers a little food, I think they will follow you and worship in front of your door."

Lalu groaned, the subordinate Jian yì is indeed very tempting, if you can really collect the rebellious soldiers under the door, and then go to Lhasa to Dazha zhèngfu to have an explanation, losing Qamdo is not a glorious thing, and collecting soldiers can also be guilty of meritorious service, but there is also a premise for doing such a thing, if you want to recover the rebellious soldiers, you must have enough food, or the old saying, only with food can you gather troops.

"Do we have enough food to bring?"

"If you look back, we have brought a hundred or dozens of pack horses and vehicles, as well as a large number of cattle and sheep, enough to support thousands of people to eat and drink for a while, and it will be no problem to return to Lhasa."

"Okay, since there is enough food to eat, I will do what you say, and I will collect all these rebellious soldiers for my lord, which can be regarded as a good thing for my lord and me after losing Qamdo City."

The Tibetan soldiers who retreated from the defense line along the Jinsha River ran all the way, the brothers ran away, the commander ran away, and the soul was scared away under the fierce fire of the People's Liberation Army.

I have been running for several days in a row, and the dry food brought out in a hurry has already been eaten, and the stomach and intestines that have not had particles in the stomach for a day or two are gurgling, and the taste of starvation is too uncomfortable.

What should I do if I run out of dry food? I went to rob it, but there were too many rebels who had retreated, and the places that could be robbed had been robbed several times, and some local people no longer had any supplies to rob at home.

The defeated Tibetan army rebels crossed the border like locusts, eating everything they could eat, and the people along the way complained of misery, grain, horses, cattle and sheep were eaten, and even the seeds left behind were snatched and eaten, and I really don't know how to survive the coming year.

The people who were robbed gritted their teeth with hatred, and some of them quietly and privately said, why didn't the People's Liberation Army come over and kill all these pests, I heard that the People's Liberation Army was the Red Army of the year, and the discipline of the Red Army was ironclad, and it was a benevolent and righteous army that would not rob the people of food if they starved to death.

The robbed people complained, but this could not satisfy the hungry belly of the defeated soldiers, and if they were hungry, they could only kill the horses, and this last resort that could only be used as a last resort, once the horses were killed, the hope of being able to run back to Lhasa was basically shattered.

Just when the hungry Tibetan soldiers were at a loss, several groups of people suddenly ran out of the open field, these people were wandering around on horses, and when they encountered a chaotic string of soldiers, they ran over and persuaded them, saying that they were the people of Lalu, the chief governor of Qamdo, and that the chief was looking for them, and as long as they walked with them, they would have something to eat, and they could fill their stomachs.

Can you fill your stomach? This is a great thing, and it is what the rebels need most at the moment, and gradually, more and more soldiers are following behind them, and almost every person who claims to be the chief is followed by a rout of soldiers ranging from dozens to hundreds.

A group of people were gathered in front of Laru's tent, and even the staff in charge of counting couldn't figure out how many people had gathered, but anyway, there was a surge of black and overwhelming people.

Laru was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and the guy muttered with his fat lips:

"Damn, it's not like all the rebels are running to my lord! How much food do you have to consume on this day, come here, find out how many people there are, and where are their leaders? Where are the troop officers who are the substitutes? (Lao Ba needs to be praised, haha) (to be continued......)