The first thousand four hundred and ninety-eight chapters of the death of the Dalai Lama
China, Tibet, Lhasa.
The news had already spread back, and countless monks gathered early in the square in front of the Potala Palace, waiting quietly.
"coming."
"It's a trumpet."
"It's really him."
Seeing the escorted ** and his cronies, the crowd immediately surged up, and many people's expressions changed. The fact that ** has been able to cause trouble continuously for so many years shows that he indeed still has something in Tibet.
Some diehards.
However, the Chinese troops stationed around and the murderous weapons in their hands made those people quiet a lot. In Xiangjiang, an unabashed killing of independent elements made them timid, and they did not dare to launch attacks like before.
What a riot.
"Nine Seven Three" looked at the situation around him, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen in his eyes was extinguished again. If it was Huaxia in the past, he might still have some scruples, but now Huaxia is decisive in killing
, it is impossible to let him go because of the protests of these people.
This time, I'm afraid, he won't be able to escape.
It is related to the stability of the entire Tibetan region and the stability of the more than six million Tibetans in China. This time, the Prime Minister of China personally flew over from the capital to preside over the trial ceremony.
Deng Deng Deng.
The armed police soldiers who had escorted *** and others all the way back from India stopped under the platform set up in the square.
"Reporting to the chief, the platoon of the armed police of the Embassy in New Delhi, India has been ordered to escort the prisoners back to the country. Please give instructions. It will be published by the Academy of Meaning."
"Take a break."
Swish.
The Prime Minister of China glanced at the people below, then raised his head, and slowly scanned the Tibetans gathered around him. Then he spoke and said: "Tibet is an inalienable part of China's territory. Any foreign government, organization or
No individual has the right to interfere. Anyone who dares to attempt to split the country or nation will only die."
**'s body trembled, and his old face was as pale as paper. He knew that he was really doomed today.
Over the years, he has been in exile overseas, relying on Western political forces and using the garb of a religious leader to travel around to lobby, spread all kinds of lies, and deceive international public opinion. Some Westerners, out of some need, worship him as a god and wear
"Messenger of Peace" and "Defender of Human Rights". He even won the Nobel Peace Prize on September 7, 2019.
However, all this is of no use.
If the Western power is still strong and if China is still weak, then there is still hope, but he knows that this is only if.
The Prime Minister of China's eyes fell on **, and said in a deep voice: "Lhamo Thendup (**'s nickname), together with his cronies, organized, premeditated, and carefully planned the seven years of Lhasa.