"The Chinese kept firing. My horse was killed right under me." Yidam continued his escape on foot, running as fast as his legs would take him, and then -- "I sensed something behind me. When I turned to look a horse was galloping right towards me with a dead rider on its back." Sparing no time, Yidam pulled off the body, mounted the horse, and took off to find his brother.
"Gunda Tenzin was a monk but he never accepted that killing Chinese was sinful," says Yidam. It's the first time during the recounting of his story that he laughs.
The two leaders told them, "It is no use for you to stay back. You will not find food and the Chinese will not treat you well. Come with us. We are together in good times and bad. Those that do not own a horse will be given a horse. Those who do not have anything to eat will be fed. Those without clothing will be clothed. Our group is like one family. Wherever we escape to, you shall reach there with us." But they shook their heads, saying, "The whole of Tibet is filled with Chinese. There is nowhere to go." They would not come with us. We could not tarry and set off at once. That was it."