The little girl looks only ten years old, she is extremely thin and has only a piece of cloth that cannot be distinguished in color. She is black and thin. When she looks carefully, she can also see scars on her arms, which looks extremely miserable.

She spoke Tibetan, and Qiao Yu couldn't understand it at all. There were several familiar people next to him who took the initiative to introduce the situation to Qiao Yu. The little girl was named Tsering Cang Jue, a slave in a noble family. She was fourteen years old. However, due to her long-term malnutrition, she looked only ten years old. Half a month ago, his father and brother couldn't bear the hunger, so they ran to the warehouse at the owner's house, stole some food for feeding dogs, and took it to their family to share it. At this time, someone discovered it.

He grabbed Tsering Cang Jue's father and brother, smashed his head and fed it to the dog. When Tsering Cang Jue's turn, a little girl from the owner felt pity and asked to spare her, so she escaped, but the little girl was still whipped dozens of whips.

As the rebellion intensified, the owner of the family also participated in the rebellion and relaxed his care of the slaves. Ciren Cang Jue took the opportunity to escape with a few other slaves and rushed to the archery furnace. After Ciren Cang Jue discovered that Qiao Yu was a high-ranking official, he kept begging him to avenge her and kill the murderer who killed her father and brother.

The little girl stretched out her arms and showed Qiao Yu the shocking wounds on her body. Lu Wanqing saw this scene and there was a trace of tears flashing on the corners of her eyes. It was so miserable. Qiao Yu was also deeply shocked. She had known the darkness of Tibetan serfdom, but after seeing it with her own eyes, she still felt that it was better to meet than to be famous. This cancer must be removed, and she fully understood the meaning of Zhao Erfeng's words.

The little girl in front of her is just a microcosm of the millions of slaves. They have accumulated too much anger in their hearts. As long as they can lift the shackles on his body and make them live with dignity, they will definitely support themselves desperately.

"Wanqing, take this little girl to the back for treatment and let her calm her mood!"

Lu Wanqing nodded and helped the little girl to go straight to the medical team behind. Qiao Yu also found Wu Tong, "Chief of Staff, it seems that these rebels are indeed doing bad things. According to those refugees, many Han compatriots have been expelled and massacred. We go to Tibet to protect these people and never let them be hurt again. Now you can send a few advance teams as soon as possible to attack the rebels and gather the people while gathering them. The large army then follows up!"

Wu Tong nodded and immediately dispatched a regiment of the First Division and a battalion to set out together, and headed towards Batang as soon as possible. Liu Xiang was responsible for commanding. Since the Battle of Guizhou, Liu Xiang has improved one step further and became the regiment commander. At this time, it was the time of high spirits. He led the advance army to act quickly, leave the Arrow Killing Furnace, and run directly to Batang.

In addition to shooting the arrow furnace, the road became even more difficult. The soldiers of the engineering battalion made every effort to repair the road and open the way for the follow-up troops. Other soldiers were scattered into several squads and began to gather refugees.

After the Sichuan Army entered Tibet, the rebel leader Del, who was on the border of Sichuan, also knew the situation. At this time, tens of thousands of rebels gathered around him, but after all, they were all mobs. They could not quickly conquer Batang, nor were they sure to resist the upcoming offensive of the Sichuan Army.

And the most terrifying thing is that these rebels have no discipline, especially after the failure of the siege, their morale was depressed and they had to rely on killing and looting to maintain the cruelty of the army. However, in this way, not only the Han people were harmed, but even the Tibetan compatriots were affected. The blood dyed the snowy land red, and this rebel was also lost.

Del knew his predicament and his crimes. He could only fight desperately. As long as he won, everything would be fine, otherwise there would be only a dead end. Therefore, Del took the initiative to gather the three thousand most elite cavalry under his command to launch an attack on the vanguard of the Sichuan Army...

Soon the cavalry team quietly left outside Batang City and headed east along the Tea Horse Road.

Liu Xiang led the advance army to march very quickly, less than 150 kilometers away from Batang. He was cautious by nature and knew that this time he was fighting in a completely unfamiliar area, he had to be more vigilant. Therefore, he sent a large number of sentries from afar to observe the situation. In the afternoon, someone reported that a team of rebel cavalry quickly came here.

When Liu Xiang heard that these rebels dared to attack him on their own initiative, it seemed that it was time for him to make achievements again, so he hurriedly ordered the soldiers to build positions and prepare for war with all their might. In order to increase the speed of the march, Liu Xiang did not carry mountain cannons, but brought ten mortars, which was a good opportunity to verify this new weapon.

Just as the Sichuan Army completed the construction of the position, Del arrived with the rebels. He looked at the Sichuan Army's position from afar. Del curled his lips. The terrain here is relatively open and is beneficial to the development of the cavalry. The Sichuan Army in front of him is less than a thousand people, and there is no cover of cannons. It seems that the firepower must be very limited. As long as the cavalry's speed can be used, the simple positions of the Sichuan Army can be completely torn apart.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Del's mouth: "Everyone listens. As long as you can defeat this Sichuan army, the land of Kangzang is ours. I will never treat everyone badly. How much does it cost to get women!"

Suddenly, these rebels were also excited and screamed. The saber in their hands was waving high, and they were extremely excited. When Del saw that the morale of the army was available, he comforted him a lot. Since the rebellion, the Tibetan army has not found any advantage. I think this time I will definitely win a beautiful battle.

With a wave of the battle knife, the rebels divided into two groups, like a pair of pliers, rushed towards the Sichuan Army. Thousands of horses ran, surging smoke and dust, and the ground seemed to be shaking. Liu Xiang saw this scene and sneered slightly. Seeing that the cavalry team was only about 500 meters away from his position, Liu Xiang gave the order and the Sichuan Army's machine gun was the first to fire.

The six tongues of flames spit out, like the sickle of the god of death. As long as they swept through the people and horses, they were all beaten into sieves. Like a storm, hundreds of cavalry were swept away. Del looked behind and gritted his teeth. The weapons of these damn Han people were indeed sharp, and the casualties were all his confidants. However, Del still had confidence in his heart. After all, his troops had an advantage, so he hurriedly sent another 500 cavalry to rush forward.

These rebel knights were no longer caring about anything, and they had only one thought to rush to the other side's position. The companions fell down and didn't care. They were injured and didn't care. They rushed forward like a group of outlaws.

Only six machine guns could not block all roads. Many surviving cavalry were only about 100 meters away from the Sichuan Army's position. This was Liu Xiang's order to put the mortars into battle. These artillery soldiers could not wait long and immediately began to load the bullets. Then the shells drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed directly into the rebel cavalry team. The loud bang of the sky knocked the rebel cavalry to pieces, crying and calling for their parents.

Del's eyes were straightened. He obviously did not find that the Sichuan Army was carrying artillery, so he dared to charge boldly. Why are so many artillery coming out now? Which god can tell him what's going on? Especially when he saw that these shells fell from the sky, Del even felt that the god had given punishment and had abandoned his believers.

If the leader was like this, the cavalry would be even more unbearable. At this time, the Sichuan Army fired one after another, and sparks bloomed in the cavalry team. Each brilliant spark was harvesting life. These cavalry could not care about life and death, but they must be valuable. No one could stand being beaten up like this, and their madness had already weakened by half.

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