There’s more good news! In 1874, God seemed to want to return all the blessings owed to the Qing Dynasty to Emperor Tongzhi.
The construction of the Beijing Iron Works and the railway became smoother and smoother, and the negotiations with Tsarist Russia were finally finalized. The biggest threat to the northwest was lifted, and on May 15th, the day came.
More exciting good news came from the distant Western Region!
When Tsarist Russia withdrew from the Western Region and stopped providing arms assistance to Agub, this Central Asian warlord huddled in Kashgar died suddenly!
The entire Western Region was suddenly panicked, and no one knew how Agubai died!
Some people say that he has been suffering from illness for a long time, which is the result of running out of oil and lamps. Some people also say that he was shocked by the horrific defeat of Tsarist Russia and was scared to death!
There are also a group of people who say that Agubai actually asked his son to be poisoned to death. This is also supported by the fact that as soon as Agubai died, his son Hulibek immediately asked Zuo Zongtang for peace talks.
It was true that the trees fell and the animals dispersed. After Agubai's violent death, his men immediately fell apart. Almost everyone did not think they could defeat the Qing army.
Zuo Zongtang's ancient route to the Western Regions has been opened. The Western Regions Investment Bank has been shipping arms from the Central Plains one after another, but the rebels can no longer find even a tael of gunpowder in their hands.
All the rebels relied on cold weapons to fight stubbornly, and the Qing army, which had opened up the Tianshan-Ili trade route, also sent airship fuel in.
The Zeppelin that once shocked the Rakshasa ghost appeared directly on the main battlefield this time!
Morale has undergone an absolute reversal. At this moment, even the children in southern Xinjiang know that the rebels are doomed. At this moment, the people's hatred for the rebels can no longer be suppressed.
Riots broke out in almost every inhabited place. The local people shouted slogans of killing all Kokand people and attacked the bereaved dogs.
Kokand is a name for the Central Asians in the Western Regions, and Agubai is not a native of Xinjiang, he is the Kokand warlord who invaded from Central Asia!
In the past ten years, he has been ruthless in the Western Regions, taking away the last grain of wheat from the people, the last cattle and sheep, and countless women!
The economy of the Western Region completely collapsed. People died of starvation, disease and massacre, and the population dropped by more than half!
It's time to beat up the lost dog. Everyone in the entire Western Region, regardless of race or religion, rose up to resist him!
Agub's son did not dare to negotiate any more peace talks at this time. Faced with internal and external pressure, he could only flee to Central Asia.
When Agubai led him to invade Xinjiang, there were a hundred thousand troops, but when he left today, there were less than 20,000 old, weak, sick and disabled!
The old generals are no longer there, and those who follow Hulibek are Bai Yanhu and other newly defected rebels. They are not the same nation to begin with, and deep rifts have developed between the two sides.
The 20,000 people were actually a temporary group of five generals' factions, and they were barely able to stick together because they faced the same enemy pressure.
This day can be seen from setting up camp at night. Jingwei clearly knows that everyone is as wary of the outside world as they are of their own people.
Hu Liboke looked at the pitiful 4,000 to 5,000 people in his Chinese army and couldn't help but sigh, "There is no one who sells regret medicine in the world. If we had known today, why did we attack Xinjiang in the first place? How stupid!"
The night sky in the Central Asian Plateau is very clear, and the stars in the sky are like a blanket of light and shadow hanging over people's heads. The outline of the mountains in the distance is clearly visible, and the streams gurgling beside the camp to the distant pastures!
"I'm going home! I can return to the pastures of my hometown tomorrow. Wherever I go, I will use these five thousand people as my bones and cultivate and live for ten years. By then, I will still be the strongest in Central Asia!"
Just when Aquba's son was enjoying his future revenge, the war horse next to his camp suddenly started to scream restlessly, digging into the soil with his hooves, and pulling its reins hard with its neck.
"What's wrong? You lazy fools, haven't you fed my horses enough fodder..."
Before he could finish his scolding, the other war horses in the camp also roared, and a tense atmosphere spread in the camp!
At this moment, most of the soldiers were already asleep. Only a few soldiers on guard saw the unusual movement, but they were not given time to react.
Just in the east along the flat slope of the pasture, there was suddenly the rumble of horse hooves like muffled thunder!
"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack at night...An enemy sneak attack on us!"
Hu Liboke felt a heat in his crotch, and all his ambitions and ambitions just disappeared with this hot urine!
He rushed over and untied his horse, forgetting to greet his soldiers, turned around and fled in the opposite direction to the enemy's attack to the west!
The horse's hooves were like thunder, and the attacking cavalry formed a black crowd and rushed over. It looked like there were more than 10,000 people!
Bai Yanhu rushed out of the tent and shouted, "Fight! Everybody fight... Don't even think of deceiving me. There are only eight or nine thousand enemies by the sound of horse hooves!"
"We have twice their strength, we will win!"
Unexpectedly, just as he was boosting his morale, the enemy troops attacking from the east let out waves of killing sounds like a tsunami!
"Ula...Ula...Ula..."
This is like the devil's voice in hell. The little morale these rebels had just organized was completely destroyed by this voice!
"It's Rakshasa ghosts! How could it be them? Why are they attacking us?"
"Run, we are no match for them, these are all northern evil spirits that eat human flesh..."
"Aren't we allies? How can they attack us?"
That's right, they were the Tsarist Russian Cossack cavalry, with more than 9,000 people and almost 10,000. These people had just retreated from the Ili Valley. They spared a circle and headed south directly to the southern pastures of Andijan.
The Agub rebels retreated from Kashgar to Central Asia. Their destination was the Tashkent area, and Andijan was their only stop!
These Rakshasa ghosts are here to block them, and behind this night attack army, several officers and soldiers wearing the uniforms of the New Yulin Army are watching everything in front of them.
No one expected that the three direct descendants of Emperor Tongzhi, Duoluo and Guan Lu, as well as the general president of the Western Region Investment Bank, Fan Jin of the Fan family, would also come here under the protection of many cavalry!
"Fan Jin, Fan Jin! You are really different from the Fan Jin in The Scholars. You can actually think of a way to use Rakshasa ghosts to kill the rebels?"
Fan Jin looked at the wave of black cavalry rushing like a wall in the distance, and said with a faint smile, "In this world, you are the only one with money, what else can't you do?"
"Cossacks are human beings too, and as long as they are human, they must have weaknesses!"
"And money is the weakness of all human beings, and no one can escape it!"
