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

Mulberry.

The battle is not over yet.

After observing that the birds that fell on the barbed wire fence were fine, Hu Da learned that the barbed wire fence was no longer powered, so he ordered people to tear it down and kill them.

Taoke Taohu had no choice but to retreat and escape this time, so he had no choice but to fight head-on.

The joint tiger hunting team was actually poorly prepared.

Just like during the First World War, Europe had many famous fortresses.

However, when the battle actually started, some forts were in vain and collapsed with one shot; some armies clearly had forts, but placed their cannons in the open space outside the forts to fight.

Only the Przemysl Fortress in Galicia, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, effectively delayed the enemy's siege. This record was established because 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. In fact, they were caused by lack of war experience.

The last mistake they should have made was leaving those Krupp Mountain Cannons outside the grid.

Hu Da had already gathered all the manpower he could muster.

He has been properly positioned and lined up at the main entrance to the east, facing Taoke Taohu.

Both were cavalry, and the two looked at each other from a distance. Although they couldn't see each other's eyes clearly, there seemed to be sparks shining in the air.

Tuhai said: "The matter has come to this, there is only one fight."

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

Zana is Hu Da's original name.

He is no longer the chief card officer now, he has been promoted a long time ago. He is famous for commanding the Gray Ax Army. Even Tao Ke Tao Hu knows his name.

Both sides charged almost simultaneously.

Taoke Taohu's side advanced hand in hand, while Hu Da spread the front line diagonally, taking advantage of the stable shooting of horseback and the rapid fire of lever rifles on horseback to maximize the shooting area.

Bang bang bang...

Gunshots sounded like exploding beans.

On the hilltop, Taijigaru of Zhuobalse held his telescope tightly and stared at the battlefield.

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

It had been a long, long time since he had seen a prairie cavalry duel, which reminded him of hundreds of years ago and the illustrious martial arts in the Genghis Khan era.

Sadly, both sides are prairie men.

When the gunfire rang out, he saw that Taoke Taohu's bandit team suffered heavy casualties.

The opponent's cavalry formation and the lever rifles in their hands were so sharp.

However, not many people in Hu Da's team fell off their horses, because the opponent's shots were greatly missed when the horse was bumpy, and most of the bullets floated into the sky.

Galu suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no!"

Because on both sides of the barbed wire fence, a large group of cavalry suddenly appeared. It was an ambush arranged by Hu Da in advance.

Bang bang bang...

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

Bang bang bang...

Taoke Taohu's bandit team was immediately disintegrated.

Wails were everywhere.

Taoke Taohu was shot in the shoulder and fell from his horse.

Tuhai Chicken Thief hid behind his own men to block 10,000 points of damage. After he found that the Gray Ax Army was no match for shooting from horseback, he simply dismounted and fired from a half-crouched position.

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

boom.

Hu Da was fine, but a Gray Ax soldier beside Hu Da fell from his horse.

"Damn it, it's wrong."

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

boom.

Tuhai's eyes were blank, he knelt on the ground, his head drooped.

The old Mosin Nagant stolen from Maozi fell to the ground.

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

Hu Da led a team to surround the prisoners, disarmed them, tied them up and walked back.

Galu was about to follow him and continue to peep, when Niulu Zuoling of Zhuobalse reported to him: "Galu, the second-class Dalai Lama of Shabi Yamen has come with a group of lamas, and I want you to greet him."

Garu's spirit 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 Mansion, it would be the Living Buddha.

After seeing Galu, Buren Chugula, who also had a face full of anger, divided the fast guns he brought with Galu's men and said coldly: "Come with me to see Zhao Chuanxin."

When they arrived at the west side of the barbed wire fence, they saw that the barbed wire fence had been torn open, and wooden stakes were set up 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 create passages.

Zhao Chuanxin is asking his men to untie the ropes of the Japanese-Russian joint tiger hunting team.

Then they drove the men forward to face the thunder.

Someone was running, boom...

As we ran, people disappeared.

Some people were so frightened that they knelt down and cried, unable to bear the pressure of stepping on thunder at any time.

At this time, Dari Achi mercilessly asked people to shoot outside.

Whoever collapses, or whoever doesn't run, dies.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it happily with a cigar in his mouth: "Run, whoever runs over and doesn't die will live."

Someone broke the jar and continued to charge.

Boom boom boom...

Explosions came one after another.

Buren Chugula looked horrified.

He glared and stepped forward with an angry voice: "Stop! Zhao Chuanxin, you are really a heartless and unjust person. You can kill people with no more than a nod. How dare you do this?"

Zhao Chuanxin turned around in shock: "Whose crotch was not pulled up and you were exposed?"

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 Shangzhuotebabatma Dorji of the Shabi Yamen to stop you from killing people!"

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

Dari Achi and Sukhbaru were still a little afraid of the Yellow Sect, but Badang'a was unscrupulous: "Run, whoever stops, shoot!"

Bang bang bang...

Burenchugula's hair and beard were all erected: "Zhao Chuanxin, you dare?"

However, under the urging of Badang's gun, the captives of the Joint Tiger Hunting Team had already run for their lives.

The lucky ones had already run through the minefield and reached the other side of the survivors.

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

The captives on the opposite side were stunned: "You promised to let us live..."

Zhao Chuanxin continued to smile: "Sorry, I lied."

Bang bang bang...

All the survivors died.

Buren Chugula was furious at this time.

The Japanese were fine, but if Jebtsundamba knew that Zhao Chuanxin slaughtered the Russians like this, Jebtsundamba would be furious.

He was trembling with anger and said to Garu behind him: "Catch this evil pagan for me!"

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

Che Hezha and Badanga waved their hands coldly, and countless guns were pointed at them.

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

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

Bang!

Garu's voice suddenly stopped, and his body was hit by a punch and flew into the air.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly retracted his fist and punched again.

Bang!

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 attack these lamas.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards Burenchugula, and the lamas behind Burenchugula hurried forward to try to stop Zhao Chuanxin, but they didn't know how to stop him.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't stop and stretched out his hand to break it.

Crack.

The wrist of the first person was broken.

"Ouch..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked.

Crack.

His knee bent backward unnaturally.

"Ouch..."

A herdsman was brave enough to attack Zhao Chuanxin with a quick-fire gun with a bayonet.

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

Bang.

"Ah..."

The whole bridge of the nose collapsed.

"Zhao Chuanxin, you dare to despise the Yellow Sect!"

Zhao Chuanxin turned the bayonet and the bayonet fell like raindrops.

One knife, two knives, three knives almost became a residual image.

Chi chi chi chi...

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

The sun was shining at this time, suitable for repeated Q.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chuanxin arrived in front of Burenchugula, and the cigar smoke sprayed on his face: "Do you know why Westerners call me the Far East Butcher?"

Burenchugula's face was livid, and his status as a second-class lama did not allow him to bow his head.

He was actually afraid.

But he still raised his head stubbornly.

Zhao Chuanxin removed the bayonet and suddenly made a move. The bayonet pierced Burenchugula's armpit and emerged from the gap between the shoulder blades.

"Ah..."

"Contempt? Yellow Sect?" Zhao Chuanxin looked around: "If I, Zhao Chuanxin, kill people, even Tathagata will close his eyes. What Yellow Sect?"

He pulled out his bayonet, once, twice, three times...

Burenchugula's stomach was broken and his intestines were spilling, but he was not dead...

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

"Aren't you awesome?" Zhao Chuanxin held a cigar in his mouth and bent over to stare at Burenchugula: "Jebtsundamba, right? Living Buddha, right? Shabi Yamen, right? You don't have to worry, I will go find your Living Buddha next."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face changed.

Even Hu Da, Che Hezha, Sukhbaru, and Daryaqi all changed their faces.

These words were really bold.

Not to mention the lamas and herdsmen who followed Burenchugula.

They pointed at Zhao Chuanxin tremblingly: "How dare you speak rudely to the living Buddha?"

"Fuck you." Zhao Chuanxin flicked his cigar away: "A thief and a whore, how can you really take him seriously?"

He took out two Ares M1907s.

Bang, bang, bang...

Under the close-range shooting of the submachine gun, no one could stand in front of him.

Hu Da advised from behind: "Sir, don't do that!"

It was too late. The Ares M1907 fired too fast. In a moment, there was no one standing in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

Of course, due to the power, some people were only injured, while others were beaten to pieces.

Hu Da hurriedly turned back and shouted: "Military doctor, where is the military doctor, come and save people!"

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

"If your mind is not clear, just take a nap, 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 evil people on the grassland..."

"How can we be considered bad people? At most, we just have evil thoughts."

Hu Da: "..."

Batang A does not believe in yellow religion.

He believed in shamans.

He said carelessly: "What are you afraid of? Anyone who dares to provoke us adults will be killed."

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

Batanga looked back.

There were not many people in his Sauron tribe who believed in the Yellow Sect, so they didn't have much reaction, but the faces of the rest of them didn't look very good.

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

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "What kind of handfuls of gods and Buddhas are there in the sky? Get up and open them. I have never seen a living Buddha in my life. Let's go and see them."

As he spoke, he threw out two pieces of the ladder and stepped on it. Under the control of Xingyue, the ladder climbed up steadily with his steps.

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

Heading in the direction of Cullen, he flew into the air.

The people below can no longer tell who is the god or Buddha.

Living Buddha?

But I heard that the living Buddha loves gold, silver and jewelry. There are not only Russian women in the temple, but also handsome men. They are just like flowers, but they don't have the magical powers of the legendary real Buddha.

But the man in front of me, who was laughing and cursing like a murderer, was probably a real living god.

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

Zhao Chuanxin walked for a while, and when he had finished pretending to compete, he felt very cold up there, so he quickly put on his Chaos Armor.

Warmth surged up, and I felt more comfortable.

Spread your wings, ride on the wind, and glide in the direction of Cullen.

The gliding speed was too slow. After half an hour, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't see his own men and horses below. He fell down again, took out the second-generation dragon, and rode it at lightning speed, faster than gliding.

…

Yanzhi was restless.

From time to time he asked his subordinates: "Is there any news from Sang Beizi?"

"not yet!"

Yanzhi paced back and forth in the room, and finally couldn't help but said, "Come here, prepare the car, I'm going to find Jebtsundamba."

He wanted to threaten Jebzundamba and force him to borrow a gun.

Jebtsundamba saw him, but did not give him a good look.

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

Jebtsundamba belongs to the type that I don’t have much power but you don’t dare to mess with.

Yanzhi smiled: "Lord Buddha, I just want to borrow some quick guns to kill the bandits. It's not that I won't return them."

Jebzundamba glanced at him coldly: "What kind of bandits are you trying to suppress? Where are the bandits? It's just the bandits in your heart that makes you restless."

When Yanzhi heard that he was showing off a skill unique to Central Plains Buddhism, he smiled and said, "Lord Buddha, haven't you heard of Taoke Taohu? He robbed Han merchants in Sangbeizi and Zhuobalsai. There was a wave of gangsterism, and many people followed his example. Did the Buddha really not know?"

Jebtsundampa clasped his hands together, holding the 108-year-old Phoenix Eye Bodhi rosary that had been worn for an unknown number of years and was severely shrunk and thickly patinated: "When there is injustice, there will naturally be resistance. In my opinion, this is a normal thing. Your Excellency does not think about how to save the poor herdsmen, nor how to reduce the various taxes that make the Taijis and Alats of the alliance and Shabi impoverished, but you always think about the Han people, which makes people wonder, Your Excellency. Are they really bannermen?”

Yanzhi snorted coldly: "Whether the imperial court's policy is correct or not, I dare not make unreasonable opinions. But is Buddha's Shabi Yamen really impoverished? What Buddha said is high-sounding, but does Buddha really care about Taiji and Alat?"

He armed himself with a gun and a stick, and was ridiculed.

What a stupid flower monk, what you say is better than what you sing.

Jebtsundamba was furious.

At this time, a lama came to report and said to Jebtsundamba: "Lord Buddha, there is news from Sangbeizi that Zhao Chuanxin killed Buren Chugula, other lamas, and believers and herdsmen. This man is really lawless!"

Jebzundamba suddenly stood up and said, "He dares?"

Yanzhi felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured down his head.

It's getting big, things are getting big.

What should I do?

Then Zhao Chuanxin dared to kill even a lama. What if he got jealous and killed Culun?

It's a disaster, it's a disaster.

He glared at Jebtsundamba and said: "Lord Buddha, right now, I need quick guns, the more the better."

Jebtsundamba flatly refused: "No."

Yanzhi sneered several times: "Lord Buddha, if I report to the Ming Dynasty that the Buddha secretly hides a Russian rifle in the temple, do you think the Lifan Yuan will think this is appropriate?"

The Lifanyuan was a department of the Qing government specifically responsible for regulating such sects.

Jebzundamba's expression changed slightly.

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

Although the Qing Dynasty is declining, its prestige is still there.

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 a few traces of blood on his face.

"Bold, who dares to break into the Buddha Temple?" Yanzhi scolded.

At this time, the deputy general of Tushetu Khan, Hangda Dorji, the Chechen Khan Demuchuk Dorji, Shangzhuote Babat Madolji of Shabi Yamen, the second-class Dalai Lama of Shabi Yamen, Chelin Qimit, etc. People came to the door with soldiers, herdsmen and lamas.

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

"Who is coming?"

"If you dare to hurt Buddha, I'll have you quartered on five horses!"

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his hands and cheeks with a towel, threw away the bloody towel, carried the Xingyue M1909 light machine gun, and replaced it with a new 100-round ammunition box.

He looked at Langgu with a stern look: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin. Whoever said they wanted to cut me into pieces just now should stand up and speak."

"..."

The scene fell silent.

who?

Zhao Chuanxin?

Yanzhi immediately lost his temper and retreated in shock.

The man who wanted to cut Zhao Chuanxin into pieces was hidden in the crowd.

Jebzundamba slammed the table: "Zhao Chuanxin, you dare to come to the temple to make trouble. You don't respect the yellow religion and the king's law. Are you tired of living?"

Zhao Chuanxin tilted his head and walked towards Jebu Zundamba.

The lamas outside were shocked and hurriedly came forward: "Be brave, don't even think about leaving the temple today..."

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

Boo hoo hoo hoo…

Several lamas were beaten into sieves and fell in a pool of blood. Their bodies were 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 when spring comes, which insect will dare to make a sound?"

Everyone retreated.

Arrogant, too arrogant!

Is this what Cixi fears and hates, Zhao Chuanxin, who claims that nine out of ten pounds of bones are against the bones, and one pound is against the bones?

Yanzhi had already retreated behind Jebtsundamba.

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

Jebtsundamba, however, was as confident as the dead Buren Chugula and still had a sense of luck.

After all, he is the living Buddha.

Over the years, he has told so many lies that even he himself believes them.

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