Kapchagai went crazy. Fireworks calling the police rose into the sky, and the small town of 3,000 people suddenly turned into a chaotic whirlpool.
The adults screamed, the children cried, and even the animals began to stir uneasily. Every family began to pack up their belongings and prepare to flee. Everyone had no extravagant hopes of kindness towards the Rakshasa ghost.
"Run away, run away! Run away quickly... The Rakshasa ghosts will massacre the city. They all eat human flesh alive... Run away!"
The panic line is increasing exponentially, and the small town has gone completely crazy.
Everyone is fleeing to the east, trying to escape to northern Xinjiang through Huiyuan City. To the north is the desert Gobi where people will die without a doubt, and to the south is Aguba's territory, where people's lives are worse than animals.
Facing the Rakshasa Ghost's Bingfeng to the west, whoever goes there is seeking death!
Only by going east, toward that land of etiquette, only there can people have a little way to survive!
It was only at this time that people remembered the little benefits of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Although the Manchu Qing rule was not very good, corrupt officials were rampant and taxes were collected excessively.
But there is no harm without comparison. In China, an ancient civilization with thousands of years of history, even if the people in power are greedy, they will not die!
Life was miserable during the Qing Dynasty, but at least I could live, at least I could have a peaceful life!
Compared with the cruel Rakshasa ghosts, this kind of life is simply heaven!
People have forgotten all the complaints of the past. At this moment, they have only one thought, and that is to go east. Only by going east to Northern Xinjiang can they survive!
The fleeing crowd formed a torrent, and Gordon's expedition team was among them. Doro and Guan Lu looked at the numb faces of the fleeing people around them, and they couldn't tell what they were feeling.
The river was full of men, women, old and children carrying their families and packages on their backs. The herdsmen were reluctant to leave their livestock and drove their cattle and sheep to flee with the flow of people.
In this chaotic moment of life and death, human beings have lost the ability to think. They never think about it. At this time, following the herd is the most dangerous.
Because Rakshasa ghosts will definitely pursue the areas with the most people, and where the population and wealth are, there will be the Rakshasa ghosts’ military peaks!
If you escape in a curve at this time, first escape to the north or south, escape for more than ten miles and then take a detour to northern Xinjiang, maybe the chance of successful escape will be greater, but the cold and fear have already made people lose their ability to think. .
A group of cattle and sheep rushed past Doro, and the strong bull even squeezed the path of the war horse under Doro. The horse under Doro was angrily throwing a tantrum, but it couldn't stand up to the herd of cattle, so it had to give way.
"How is this possible? I'm just a human being, but I'm actually fleeing with so many cattle, sheep, horses and donkeys. This speed can't be increased at all!"
Guan Lu's face was also livid. There were more than thirty sheep blocking the road in front of his horse, and even intercepted the expedition into three sections.
"It's just that it's too dangerous. There are so many people and animals crowded together. The target is too big. The Rakshasa ghosts will definitely not let us go!"
"How can you escape? How can you escape!"
The two of them looked back at the chaotic town in unison. Their hearts were as sharp as a knife. Not one of the thirty-six Cullen soldiers was willing to leave with them.
These veterans have thrown their whole life's destiny here, and they are ready to be martyred!
The expedition team was sent away by thirty-six old soldiers. The only wish of these gray-haired old soldiers was to let Doro and Guan Lu take away their names.
"Thirty-six names, we can't go back... When the emperor regains this place, don't forget to erect a tomb for us and engrave the names of our thirty-six old brothers on a monument..."
"That's it, that's it...goodbye...no no no...never again!"
There is one last homing pigeon in the Cullen Military Depot. This pigeon is also old. It is kept like a pet by the veterans and it is extremely fat.
But today the homing pigeon was brought out, and an urgent message was tied to his leg.
"What a black spot! This is the last time we feed you... Do you remember the way back to Tacheng?"
"Where were you hatched? Where is your home... Even if you haven't flown this way for five years, you will still remember your home!"
"Eat, after eating the last handful of millet...grandpa will say goodbye to you forever!"
"General Yili is training troops in Tacheng... Send the news over quickly!"
Plop la la... The homing pigeon that had not spread its wings for five years was thrown into the air by the old soldier and flew away. It had become humane and flew back and forth in circles over the military station but would not move away.
A group of old soldiers in the military station angrily threw stones at it and scolded it, "Beast! If you don't go out to live, why are you staying and dying with us?"
"Go away! Go back to Tacheng... and report to the general!"
"You have to tell the general that the emperor's guards are here and that the imperial envoy has taken the risk. You have to report the news..."
A group of old men cried and drove away the carrier pigeon. The fat carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew toward the northeast, and there was a cry in the military station.
No one knows whether this pigeon can fly over the Tianshan Mountains and the Borokonu Mountains. Along the way, it not only has to fight against the fierce northwest wind and flying snow, but also has to be careful of the golden eagles and raptors that occupy the sky.
What you are betting on is your life, and what you are betting on is the destiny of the country!
The thirty-six old soldiers drank several jars of strong liquor among themselves, which was the last stock in the military station. They bowed to each other and said goodbye.
"Brothers, that's it...this life is over, let's be peace dogs in the next life!"
"Let's go, let's go... We must not leave this city to these human-eating Rakshasa ghosts!"
"The fodder for the army and this city cannot be left to the Rakshasa ghosts at all!"
"Set fire! Burn the city!"
The old soldiers dispersed and rode their fast horses to the army forage yard outside the city. There were twenty-seven military stations in the Ili Valley, and nearly half of the winter forage was stored here.
Uncle Hu rushed into the largest fodder yard with a torch and lit them one by one while wiping his tears!
"Burn it, burn it! It's all burned until... it's just a handful of ashes after it dies!"
"Your Majesty! Take heart! Take revenge..."
When the fire took hold, Hu Laosan dove into the largest fire and died for his country!
The rest of the old soldiers also set fire to the city, and finally knelt down in the direction of Beijing and kowtowed in the direction of their hometown!
Thirty-six Coulomb soldiers burned the city and committed suicide to die in China!
Five hundred Cossack cavalry rushed to the edge of the city but couldn't do it. The flames in front of them blocked their way. These cavalry really didn't expect that the Chinese would be so cruel and burned down the city where they spent the winter.
The raging flames of the forage yard stretched for four to five kilometers in length, and the small town behind was filled with thick smoke. The cold wind and blizzard on the Central Asian Plateau could not suppress the heat.
The ice on the Ili River near the city shows signs of being roasted!
The cavalry battalion commander leading the team was furious and said, "Damn Chinese, how dare you burn our winter fodder? What will our horses eat?"
"Go around the fire... catch up... kill them all! Kill them all!"
Note: It’s the last day of 2018! I wish you all a Happy New Year!
