beasts, men and gods-第31章
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Fifteen miles further on we crossed a battlefield； where the third great battle for the independence of Mongolia had been fought。 Here the troops of Baron Ungern clashed with six thousand Chinese moving down from Kiakhta to the aid of Urga。 The Chinese were completely defeated and four thousand prisoners taken。 However； these surrendered Chinese tried to escape during the night。 Baron Ungern sent the Transbaikal Cossacks and Tibetans in pursuit of them and it was their work which we saw on this field of death。 There were still about fifteen hundred unburied and as many more interred； according to the statements of our Cossacks； who had participated in this battle。 The killed showed terrible sword wounds； everywhere equipment and other debris were scattered about。 The Mongols with their herds moved away from the neighborhood and their place was taken by the wolves which hid behind every stone and in every ditch as we passed。 Packs of dogs that had become wild fought with the wolves over the prey。
At last we left this place of carnage to the cursed god of war。 Soon we approached a shallow； rapid stream； where the Mongols slipped from their camels； took off their caps and began drinking。 It was a sacred stream which passed beside the abode of the Living Buddha。 From this winding valley we suddenly turned into another where a great mountain ridge covered with dark； dense forest loomed up before us。
〃Holy Bogdo…Ol！〃 exclaimed the Lama。 〃The abode of the Gods which guard our Living Buddha！〃
Bogdo…Ol is the huge knot which ties together here three mountain chains： Gegyl from the southwest； Gangyn from the south； and Huntu from the north。 This mountain covered with virgin forest is the property of the Living Buddha。 The forests are full of nearly all the varieties of animals found in Mongolia； but hunting is not allowed。 Any Mongol violating this law is condemned to death； while foreigners are deported。 Crossing the Bogdo…Ol is forbidden under penalty of death。 This command was transgressed by only one man； Baron Ungern； who crossed the mountain with fifty Cossacks； penetrated to the palace of the Living Buddha； where the Pontiff of Urga was being held under arrest by the Chinese； and stole him。
CHAPTER XXXV
IN THE CITY OF LIVING GODS； OF 30；000 BUDDHAS AND 60；000 MONKS
At last before our eyes the abode of the Living Buddha！ At the foot of Bogdo…Ol behind white walls rose a white Tibetan building covered with greenish…blue tiles that glittered under the sunshine。 It was richly set among groves of trees dotted here and there with the fantastic roofs of shrines and small palaces； while further from the mountain it was connected by a long wooden bridge across the Tola with the city of monks； sacred and revered throughout all the East as Ta Kure or Urga。 Here besides the Living Buddha live whole throngs of secondary miracle workers； prophets； sorcerers and wonderful doctors。 All these people have divine origin and are honored as living gods。 At the left on the high plateau stands an old monastery with a huge； dark red tower； which is known as the 〃Temple Lamas City；〃 containing a gigantic bronze gilded statue of Buddha sitting on the golden flower of the lotus； tens of smaller temples； shrines； obo； open altars； towers for astrology and the grey city of the Lamas consisting of single…storied houses and yurtas； where about 60；000 monks of all ages and ranks dwell； schools； sacred archives and libraries； the houses of Bandi and the inns for the honored guests from China； Tibet； and the lands of the Buriat and Kalmuck。
Down below the monastery is the foreign settlement where the Russian； foreign and richest Chinese merchants live and where the multi…colored and crowded oriental bazaar carries forward its bustling life。 A kilometre away the greyish enclosure of Maimachen surrounds the remaining Chinese trading establishments； while farther on one sees a long row of Russian private houses； a hospital； church； prison and； last of all； the awkward four…storied red brick building that was formerly the Russian Consulate。
We were already within a short distance of the monastery； when I noticed several Mongol soldiers in the mouth of a ravine nearby； dragging back and concealing in the ravine three dead bodies。
〃What are they doing？〃 I asked。
The Cossacks only smiled without answering。 Suddenly they straightened up with a sharp salute。 Out of the ravine came a small； stocky Mongolian pony with a short man in the saddle。 As he passed us； I noticed the epaulets of a colonel and the green cap with a visor。 He examined me with cold； colorless eyes from under dense brows。 As he went on ahead； he took off his cap and wiped the perspiration from his bald head。 My eyes were struck by the strange undulating line of his skull。 It was the man 〃with the head like a saddle；〃 against whom I had been warned by the old fortune teller at the last ourton outside Van Kure！
〃Who is this officer？〃 I inquired。
Although he was already quite a distance in front of us； the Cossacks whispered： 〃Colonel Sepailoff； Commandant of Urga City。〃
Colonel Sepailoff； the darkest person on the canvas of Mongolian events！ Formerly a mechanician； afterwards a gendarme； he had gained quick promotion under the Czar's regime。 He was always nervously jerking and wriggling his body and talking ceaselessly； making most unattractive sounds in his throat and sputtering with saliva all over his lips； his whole face often contracted with spasms。 He was mad and Baron Ungern twice appointed a commission of surgeons to examine him and ordered him to rest in the hope he could rid the man of his evil genius。 Undoubtedly Sepailoff was a sadist。 I heard afterwards that he himself executed the condemned people； joking and singing as he did his work。 Dark； terrifying tales were current about him in Urga。 He was a bloodhound； fastening his victims with the jaws of death。 All the glory of the cruelty of Baron Ungern belonged to Sepailoff。 Afterwards Baron Ungern once told me in Urga that this Sepailoff annoyed him and that Sepailoff could kill him just as well as others。 Baron Ungern feared Sepailoff； not as a man； but dominated by his own superstition； because Sepailoff had found in Transbaikalia a witch doctor who predicted the death of the Baron if he dismissed Sepailoff。 Sepailoff knew no pardon for Bolshevik nor for any one connected with the Bolsheviki in any way。 The reason for his vengeful spirit was that the Bolsheviki had tortured him in prison and； after his escape； had killed all his family。 He was now taking his revenge。
I put up with a Russian firm and was at once visited by my associates from Uliassutai； who greeted me with great joy because they had been much exercised about the events in Van Kure and Zain Shabi。 When I had bathed and spruced up； I went out with them on the street。 We entered the bazaar。 The whole market was crowded。 To the lively colored groups of men buying； selling and shouting their wares； the bright streamers of Chinese cloth； the strings of pearls； the earrings and bracelets gave an air of endless festivity； while on another side buyers were feeling of live sheep to see whether they were fat or not； the butcher was cutting great pieces of mutton from the hanging carcasses and everywhere these sons of the plain were joking and jesting。 The Mongolian women in their huge coiffures and heavy silver caps like saucers on their heads were admiring the variegated silk ribbons and long chains of coral beads； an imposing big Mongol attentively examined a small herd of splendid horses and bargained with the Mongol zahachine or owner of the horses； a skinny； quick； black Tibetan； who had come to Urga to pray to the Living Buddha or； maybe； with a secret message from the other 〃God〃 in Lhasa； squatted and bargained for an image of the Lotus Buddha carved in agate； in another corner a big crowd of Mongols and Buriats had collected and surrounded a Chinese merchant selling finely painted snuff…bottles of glass； crystal； porcelain； amethyst； jade； agate and nephrite； for one of which made of a greenish milky nephrite with regular brown veins running through it and carved with a dragon winding itself around a bevy of young damsels the merchant was demanding of his Mongol inquirers ten young oxen； and everywhere Buriats in their long red coats and small red caps embroidered with gold helped the Tartars in black overcoats and black velvet caps on the back of their heads to weave the pattern of this Oriental human tapestry。 Lamas formed the common background for it all； as they wandered about in their yellow and red robes； with capes picturesquely thrown over their shoulders and caps of many forms； some like yellow mushrooms； others like the red Phrygian bonnets or old Greek helmets in red。 They mingled with the crowd； chatting serenely and counting their rosaries； telling fortunes for those who would hear but chiefly searching out the rich Mongols whom they could cure or exploit by fortune telling； predictions or other mysteries of a city of 60；000 Lamas。 Simultaneously religious and political espionage was being carried out。 Just at this time many Mongols were arriving from Inner Mongolia and they were continuously surrounded by an invisible but numerous network of watching Lamas。 Over the buildings around floated the Russian； Chinese and Mongolian national flags with a single one of the Stars and Stripes above a small shop in the market； while over the nearby tents and yurtas streamed the ribbons； the squares； the circles and triangles of the princes and private persons afflicted or dying from smallpox and leprosy。 All were mingled and mixed in one bright mass strongly lighted by the sun。 Occasionally one saw the soldiers of Baron Ungern rushing about in long blue coats； Mongols and Tibetans in red coats with yellow epaulets bearing the swastika of Jenghiz Khan and the initials of the Living Buddha； and Chinese soldiers from their detachment in the Mongolian army。 After the defeat of the Chinese army two thousand of these braves petitioned the Living Buddha to enlist them in his legions； swearing fealty and faith to him。 They were accepted and formed into two regiments bearing the old Chinese silver dragons on their caps and shoulders。
As we crossed this market； from around a corner came a big motor car with the roar of a siren。 There was Baron Ungern in the yellow silk Mongolian coat with a blue girdle。 He was going very fast but recognized me at once； stopping and getting out to invite me to go with him to his yurta。 The Baron lived in a small； simply arranged yurta； set up in the courtyard of a Chinese hong。 He had his headquarters in two other yurtas nearby； while his servants occupied one of the Chinese fang…tzu。 When I reminded him of his promise to help me to reach the open ports； the General looked at me with his bright eyes and spoke in French：
〃My work here is coming to an end。 In nine days I shall begin the war with the Bolsheviki and shall go into the Transbaikal。 I beg that you will spend this time here。 For many years I have lived without civilized society。 I am alone with my thoughts and I would like to have you know them； speaking with me not as the 'bloody mad Baron；' as my enem
