"The Huibu rebellion started here in the Ili Valley and lasted for five years. These Aguba rebels robbed cattle, sheep, horses, people, women, gold, silver, and even the horse materials under their feet every year..."
"Those are a bunch of impoverished little brats! But these people have been grabbing needles, threads and brains for five years, but they have never taken over the territory here!"
"Why is this? You must know that the Yili River Valley is a valuable land that can herd hundreds of thousands of horses and support millions of people!"
Uncle Hu looked at the windy and snowy river valley and sighed and said, "In the past five years, our Karen in Kapchagai has only thirty-six veterans left, but thousands of Agub rebels have not taken action! "
"Karen? What is Karen..." asked explorer Mussel Baker.
"Karun means sentry post. The Chinese call it Taiwan or military station. Karen is the Manchu pronunciation..." Doro said in a low voice.
"That's right! After Emperor Qianlong established General Cullen, a total of 27 Cullen were established in the Ili Valley, and this is one of them..."
"Because Kapchagai has a good geographical location and a large river flow, it is suitable for grazing and can collect countless amounts of grass every year... These are the ones around you..."
"So Kapchagai is a large fodder warehouse for the entire Ili Valley... This fodder is the lifeblood of the herdsmen and the lifeblood of all cavalry units!"
"Agubo didn't even rob this treasure land. Why? Why did he leave us thirty-six bad old men unkilled?"
Bah... Uncle Hu fought against the wind and hit the dry and cold haystack with his spit like nails!
"Damn it, these Agubai bastards are just because they can't offend the Rakshasa ghosts. They have secretly divided the territory a long time ago. The Ili Valley was sold to Tsarist Russia by Agube!"
"In the past five years, the Cossacks have been increasing their troops. There were three to four thousand old Maozi cavalry on the Balkhash Lake side at the beginning. This year, they have slowly increased their troops to forty or fifty thousand..."
"Agubai is a wolf, the Kokand Khanate is a tiger... Tsarist Russia is the evil spirit that drives tigers and wolves! Damn it, beasts that eat human flesh."
"Now everyone in Ili, young and old, and even businessmen passing by know about the Rakshasa ghost's conspiracy. They have reached an agreement with Aguba to use Tianshan Mountain and the Ili Valley as the boundary..."
"Sooner or later, the Ili River Valley and northern Xinjiang will all be controlled by the Rakshasa ghosts... And the Hui region south of the Tianshan Mountains all the way to the edge of the Tibetan area, this large area is the territory of Aguba..."
"But I don't understand why this Rakshasa ghost has been defending for more than five years and still doesn't attack? This time is too long..."
Everything is already clear, Doro, Guan Lu and others' eyes are spitting fire. They also heard about the riots in Xinjiang five years ago, but who would have thought that the chaos has reached this level?
General Yili of the imperial court was forced to set fire to himself with his whole family, and his successor could only huddle in Tacheng and struggle to support him!
The Ili Valley became a hunting ground for bandits, and the territory of the Qing Dynasty became a cake that foreigners could divide privately!
"Damn, this happened five years ago, how come we only know now? Damn it..." The mad guard pulled out his sword and chopped at the firewood and hay stack desperately, causing the hay to fly in the wind.
Guan Lu bowed deeply to Third Uncle Hu with his hands clasped in his fists, "Uncle Third...we can't forgive you, and neither can the court!"
"Why did the Rakshasa ghosts stay for five years without attacking? That's because in the white mountains and black waters tens of thousands of miles further east, these man-eating demons met their opponents..."
Uncle Hu didn't even know about the Far East's independence war. He didn't even know that there was a hidden dragon from the East China Sea who was leading the Chinese people to struggle to survive in this troubled world, and even showed a little prestige of the Han family.
After all, Guan Lu was the emperor's man. He couldn't give all the glory to Xiao Letian. The young emperor also participated in the battle in the Far East. In his words, he gave the main credit to Emperor Tongzhi.
When Uncle Hu heard that the young emperor was riding his horse and rushing to the front of the formation to scold the Rakshasa demons, the veteran burst into tears.
At this time, Karen's other veterans also got the news and entered the hayfield under the cover of night.
For five years, the thirty-six old soldiers have not seen a single Central Plains person, and they have not seen any of the folks east of Yumen Pass and Jiayuguan Pass.
Today I finally saw my relatives. A dozen guards from Beijing were grabbed by their hands, rubbed back and forth, and looked at them!
"Long Live Lord, are you really working with Rakshasa ghosts? Are you really rushing to the front of the battle?"
"Vladivostok has been recovered? Our men outside the Qing Dynasty have the guts!"
"Defeat them all? OK, OK, kill them all. They are all human-eating bastards!"
"Let the emperor send a large army to avenge our young and old men! To bring peace to Xinjiang..."
Guan Lu and Duoluo's faces turned red. They really wanted to tell the truth, and really wanted to tell these veterans that it was actually Xiao Letian who defeated the Rakshasa ghost, and it was those unyielding Chinese from the East China Sea.
They even want to tell these veterans that these brave soldiers have gone to Europa, the home of the Rakshasa ghost!
But they have no shame to speak, no shame to open their mouths!
Countless guards felt a surge of sadness and anger in their hearts, and they had only one thought in their minds: "Long live my Lord! Why is this not a battle you can win... When will we Manchus be able to fight for justice!"
Thinking back to the time when I drank old wine, raised yellow dogs, fought crickets and raised orioles in Sijiu City, and slipped out of doors to sleep on the big girl's bed, I feel extremely ashamed just thinking about it!
What's going on! There are wars all over the border, and everyone is killing people like this. The country is about to be destroyed... Why are we just messing around like that?
Why are you just dawdling around for two hours a day?
"Uncles! Don't worry...Long Live Lord has already sent an army to pacify the Western Region!"
"It was Master Zuo who defeated Changmao, Zuo Zongtang! Now that the Huibu rebellion in Gansu and Shaanxi has been put down, the army has already approached Jiayuguan... The exit is just around the corner!"
"Uncles, don't worry, we will have revenge one day!"
There were many words that Duoluo and Guan Lu could not explain clearly to these hopeful veterans. In fact, Tsarist Russia did not immediately capture the Ili Valley. In fact, it was mainly due to dual military and diplomatic pressure.
Needless to say, military affairs, due to the outbreak of the Far East Independence War, Tsarist Russia had to withdraw a large number of troops from Europe and Central Asia.
Although Tsarist Russia has lost the Far East War, after all, no treaty has been signed yet, and the East still has to maintain more than 100,000 troops to confront Xiang Shaolong's Far East Kingdom.
This greatly restricted the military power of Tsarist Russia. Before the Trans-Siberian Railway was built, such a large-scale troop mobilization was really a disaster.
It wasn't until Xiao Letian visited Europe that Tsarist Russia relaxed its vigilance against the Far East and began to mobilize elites in batches to Central Asia.
The Rakshasa ghosts are not stupid either. They also know that when Xiao Letian, the backbone, devotes all his energy to the Franco-Prussian War, their offensive in the Far East will definitely stagnate.
This is the best opportunity to annex the Ili Valley.
Note: The deeds of the two Ili generals Mingxu and Rongquan are not fabricated in this book, they actually happened in history.
Mingxu was surrounded by thugs and burned his family to death for his country. Rong Quan trained alone in Tacheng until Zuo Zongtang pacified Xinjiang.
At the end of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, there was not a single loyal minister or filial son. There were also many good men among the Manchus!
