The Uighurs who believe in Zoroastrianism have lived in groups for generations for religious reasons. Someone climbed up and shouted, and a large force immediately gathered. Only a few hundred people started to make trouble, but the elders were so angry that they immediately mobilized thousands after returning to the temple.

people.

The guard Wang He was unprepared, and the military camp fell immediately.

Thousands of Uighurs rushed into the military camp madly. They killed the defenders with knives and clubs and looted weapons. After a hundred or so defenders were slaughtered, the Uighurs armed with weapons rushed into the streets.

"Let every Han family see blood and wipe out every family!" Bai Yanhu, holding two revolvers in his hands, roared and rushed into the street. He was originally Zhang Xianzhong's subordinate, and now he was even more merciless in killing people.

Lantian County quickly fell into panic, and the billowing smoke could be clearly seen in Chang'an City.

Sun Chuanting, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, almost sat down on the ground when he heard the news. A few Uighurs rebelled, which was not a big deal in the past. The three divisions of the ancestors of Dashou were in charge of Xi'an. Who would dare to stab someone without opening their eyes?

, just fuck it up. When it comes to equipment training, if a few farmers rebel, they are looking for death.

But now Zu Dashou's three divisions are following Li Xiao on his expedition to the west. There are only two garrison divisions and some local regiments in the entire Shaanxi Province. Together, there are only more than 7,000 people. And half of these 7,000 people are guarding Xi'an City, and the other half

The seeds were sprinkled all over Shanxi like pepper noodles. I wanted to gather together for a while, without even thinking about it.

"Close the city gate, and all the soldiers in the city immediately encircle and suppress the Uighur settlements. No matter men, women, old or young, all of them should be captured and guarded." Sun Chuanting knew that the Uighurs usually stick together because they all believe in Zoroastrianism. In this situation,

If you want to defend Xi'an, you must first ensure that the Uighurs in Xi'an do not cause trouble.

"Should we notify the commander-in-chief immediately and ask him to return to Shaanxi?" asked the governor of Shaanxi who hurried over.

"Does that need to be said?" Sun Chuanting looked at the governor with a blank look. He even made trouble right under Xi'an's nose and didn't hurry up to inform the commander-in-chief.

"Notify the commander-in-chief and the court at the same time. Hurry!"

At the same time, after the Uighurs robbed the military camp, Ren Wu and Hemingtang were not idle. In the name of the great elders, they gathered the Uighurs around Xi'an. In recent years, the Uighurs and Han people have been very conflicted due to competition for land, water sources, and business.

Deep, it has already reached the point where water and fire are incompatible. Now someone is taking the lead, and the Uighur leaders from Xianyang, Wugong, Zhouzhi, Huxian, Lintong, Yanliang and other places around Xi'an jointly raised troops.

In addition to Ren Wu, Hong Xing, and He Mingtang, there are also Ma Zhenghe, Ma Siyuan, Bai Yanhu, Ma Shengyan, Yu Deyan, Yu Yanlu, Sun Yubao, Erhezhou, etc. Among them are Uighurs such as powerful landlords, businessmen, and imams.

The person who has the final say.

The Uyghurs gathered together with more than 50,000 people at once. The torches raised by the Zoroastrian cult at night illuminated Longshouyuan like a starry sky. The momentum was so great that Sun Chuanting, who was guarding the city wall, almost dropped his chin to the ground.

"How come so many people gathered together?" Sun Chuanting pointed with trembling fingers at the torches outside that were more numerous than stars.

"Sir, the Uighurs are united because they followed Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others in rebellion a few years ago. In these years, the government mainly suppressed, and the general promoted Han rule. When conflicts occurred in various places, the officials all turned against the Han people.

The Uighurs have been dissatisfied for a long time, and now they just throw a torch on top of the dry firewood." The prefect of Xi'an sighed helplessly.

"You are the prefect of Xi'an. The commander-in-chief said that once the case is decided, how could something like this happen?" Sun Chuanting was worried that he could not find the target for his anger, so Sun Chuanting immediately turned to Lao Gao.

"My Lord Governor! I am just the magistrate of Xi'an. Please ask. This is not only the case in Xi'an, but also in the whole of Shaanxi, Gansu, and even some places in Shanxi. In the past few years, the Uighurs followed Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong rebelled. These Uighurs did not follow.

Kill less people.

Go and ask, is there anyone in Guanzhong who didn't die in the turmoil? Everyone is filled with hatred! You expect them to drink a bowl of water evenly without deliberately framed these Uighurs, it is already a waste of time.

The sages have written it.

When I say something, the people below are contradicting me. Who really listens?" The prefect of Xi'an couldn't help it. The whole officialdom was like this. I heard that in the south, the officials there bullied the barbarians even more severely. Lord Man entered the army.

I went to Qinghai once, and almost all the Tubo people there were killed.

"I'm telling you! No matter what, we have to guard the train station and the surrounding warehouses. Xi'an is a transfer station for the army. If something happens to these arms, your heads together won't be enough to chop them off." Sun Chuanting was choked to death and shouted angrily.

One sentence.

"Sir Governor, what's the use of guarding the station? Look, the train tracks have been demolished by the Uighurs." The governor of Shaanxi pointed to the train tracks in the distance and almost cried.

Sun Chuanting saw that the Uighurs who were actively demolishing the train tracks in the distance were crying without tears. Nowadays, the Liao army's transportation depends entirely on trains. If the trains are blocked, it is simply a fantasy to get reinforcements as soon as possible.

Besides, he knew clearly that there were four field divisions in the empire. One was in Fujian and was preparing to go to Nanyang. The other three followed Li Xiao to the Western Regions. He heard that they were resting and recuperating after capturing Hami. The rest of the entire Ming Empire were garrisons.

division.

Not only were these garrison divisions poorly equipped, but their personnel were also uneven.

I heard that many of the Huguang garrison divisions were adapted from the original Ming army. The weapons they held were still broadswords and spears, and they didn't even use muskets. If you expect these soldiers to fight, it is better to expect sows to climb trees.

In fact! These soldiers are only responsible for local security, and no one really wants them to fight. For the troops who are not direct descendants of the Liao Army, the imperial court has very strict weapons control. If they want to get a front-loading flintlock rifle, they will

It is extremely difficult.

"I hope the commander can return to the army as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the Uighur rebel army really gets bigger, we cannot rule out the possibility of them attacking Xi'an. Now in Xi'an, there are only about 5,000 people who can take up arms and go up the city wall. I want to defend it.

In such a big city, these soldiers are far from enough."

"The Governor has ordered that all regiments around Xi'an go into the city to help defend Xi'an City. Xi'an must not fall into the hands of the Uighurs."

While Sun Chuanting was guarding the city wall tremblingly, the leaders of the Uighurs also gathered on Longshou Plain to discuss what to do next.

"We have to find a way, otherwise when Marshal Li's army comes back, we will all have to finish it."

"What are you afraid of! As long as we Uighurs unite and have more than two million people, are we still afraid of Li Xiao?"

"There are more than two million people. You didn't dig out the old, weak, women and children. When the situation has reached this point, we have to find a way out for them. Otherwise, with the temper of the Liao army, we massacre Lantian County and they come back.

Let’s just…!”

"What are you afraid of! Let's capture the city of Xi'an. Xi'an has the military resources for a large army. Not only does it have a large amount of food and wages, but there are also mountains of arms. As long as we have these arms, we can also raise an army.

If we really can't defeat us, we will go west. All the way through Qinghai to southern Xinjiang, that is our place. The Uighurs there and our brothers who believe in the same religion, where the sky is high and the water is far away, separated by the Tianshan Mountains, even if Li

Even the owl can't do anything to us."

"Southern Xinjiang? Have you been there?"

"I have heard that the Uighurs in southern Xinjiang are also brothers who believe in our Zoroastrian religion."

"Brothers, if you want to attack Xi'an, you must first pull out the minions of Xi'an City. We must not leave any of the villages along the Wei River and Bashui River. We must kill, burn, and rob them all. Not only will it help us raise troops

Providing food supplies can also prevent us from being attacked from both sides by enemies from both sides and the Han people."

Bai Yanhu stood up with a fierce look on his face: "I think Elder He is right. We have suffered so much from the Han people over the years. Even if we are going to end the game in the future, we must kill them first."

"Yes! The anger we have suffered all these years cannot be in vain." The crowd immediately became angry.

Over the years, many Uighurs have had enough of the anger of the Han people. Now they want to redress the grievances they have suffered for many years, and there was an immediate response.

"Okay! Let's kill all the Han villages along the Wei River. Kill, burn, and rob all the Han villages we pass by. Damn it, even if we die, my brothers will die happily."

"Hahaha!"

Bai Yanhu sat down and felt very good. This was the first time in so many years that he felt like he could respond to everything at once.

"Without further delay, take everyone and set off immediately." Ren Wu gave the order, and the Uighurs of each tribe, led by their leaders, began to massacre the villages along the Weishui River.

"Military advisor! Let's go too." Bai Yanhu pulled a big man beside him and said with a smile. The words he just said were taught by this military advisor. He is indeed a learned man!

"You go first, I will lead the people to continue to dismantle the train track. Only by dismantling the train will the Han army not be able to advance into Guanzhong as quickly as possible."

Looking at the huge team walking out, Ren Wu showed a smile on his lips.

"Dorgon! I have done everything I can. Whether I can defend the Western Region and preserve the Aixinjueluo family's last escape route is up to you." Facing the team that set off like a fiery dragon, Ren Wu muttered in a low voice.

"No! Governor, the Uighurs are walking along the Wei River." On the city wall, the sharp-eyed magistrate of Xi'an shouted, pointing at the Uighurs who were marching like a fire dragon.

"What are they going to do?" the governor of Shaanxi asked in confusion.

"You don't want to massacre the village...!" Everyone felt nervous after hearing the words of the Shaanxi governor.

The surrounding garrison forces have now all been gathered into the city of Xi'an. The Han villages along the Weishui River are now completely unprotected. Even some rural warriors cannot be the opponent of tens of thousands of Uighurs. For tens of thousands of people

For the Uighurs, it was very easy to massacre a village.

This is not Liaodong, where all the villages have city walls. Who has ever heard of Zhuangzi in Guanzhong having city walls?

"Then...! Hurry...! Send someone to deliver the message quickly and let the people run away."

"It's too late!" Sun Chuanting closed his eyes in pain, knowing that it was too late for everything now.

"Then look at the Uighurs like this...! When the court blames them, this...!" The governor of Shaanxi glanced at Sun Chuanting. The last incident at Baita Temple failed to bring down Governor Sun. He just didn't know.

After the Uighur rebellion, will the governor be safe and sound?

"Don't worry, gentlemen! I, Sun Chuanting, will take full responsibility for this matter. If the imperial court blames me, it will naturally be me, Sun Chuanting, who will take the blame. As long as you guard the city of Xi'an and save the lives of more than two million Guanzhong elders in Xi'an, I, Sun Chuanting, will be grateful.

Endless." Sun Chuanting's tears flowed freely down his cheeks.

This night was a night of blood and fire for the Han people on both sides of the Wei River. Tens of thousands of Uighurs were like locusts crossing the border. They rushed into Han villages when they saw them. They killed people they saw, robbed things they saw, and burned houses they saw.

A beautiful woman would be stabbed in the head at the end of her turn. She would also stick branches and sticks in her lower body, grab the child in her arms and throw it into the fire. Regardless of the child, the mother would cry heartbrokenly and strip off all her clothes.

So they gathered around.

The men in some villages resisted, but they only had farm tools and kitchen knives. Unlike the Uighurs, the Han people did not keep weapons at home on weekdays. Even some people with good martial arts can beat one to ten. But it is not enough to defeat one and ten.

Stop the Uighur killings.

That night, both sides of the Weishui River were filled with flames and screams. The Han people shed tears and blood all night long.

The next morning, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the Weishui River. The river was covered with corpses, like pieces of wooden piles. The shore was scorched black everywhere, and there were still lingering smoke floating in some places.

The charred houses, the charred land, the charred corpses.

Many villages were exterminated in their sleep. There were hundreds of people in the village, and not even a baby was left in the postpartum period. These Uighurs actually killed people just for the sake of killing, and many of them didn't even bother to rob and have sex with women.

although.

On this night alone, no less than 60,000 Han people were martyred.

The dawn did not stop the locust-like people from continuing to kill. After these people made breakfast with the stolen food, they did not even take a break and continued their murderous career facing the rising sun.

The grievances accumulated over the years made them full of fighting spirit. Although there was basically no fighting during the massacre. Killing those Han people was not much different from killing chickens and sheep.

In broad daylight, the Uighurs displayed the ugliest killings of mankind to the extreme. Every village had piles of corpses of Han people, including men, women, gray-haired old people, and dolls with braids and Afu heads.

.

Fireworks floated along the edge of the Wei River, and the entire Wei River was filled with the scorched smell of roasting corpses. Everything was carried out in broad daylight, as if these killings were as just as the Uighur leaders said.

"Push all those Uighurs up, and let's kill them too...!"

At the top of the city in Xi'an, the village warriors guarding the city had tears in their eyes. Under their feet was a three to five-year-old Uighur doll, swinging a long knife, and a stream of blood spurted out against the sunlight.
Chapter completed!