Tears like a stream flowed on Hemingtang's face. Those who died in the war were the most loyal warriors of the Uighurs. It takes at least eighteen years to raise a warrior, but it only takes a moment to die.

"Ren Wu, you promised that the Mongolians would come to help us. Now, our people are bleeding, where are your Mongolian reinforcements?" He Mingtang grabbed Ren Wu's collar, with tears in his eyes and teeth.

Bit into pieces.

"Believe me! Mongolian reinforcements will arrive. What I promised you will be done. In these three to five days, they should be fighting fiercely with Li Xiao's main force. If the Mongols hadn't been holding them back, Li Xiao's main force would have been there long ago.

We're going back to Xi'an to help." Ren Wu patted He Mingtang's hand.

He Mingtang was unable to let go of his hand. He knew that the matter had reached this point and was no longer under his control. The cards in his hand had been played out early. On this card table, whoever plays the card first will suffer the loss.

"Okay! Look, the warriors have rushed under the city gate this time. As long as the explosives are detonated, the warriors can rush into Xi'an City. With the armory in Xi'an City, the Uighurs can be armed." Ren Wuju

He looked through his telescope and pointed at the Uighurs in the distance who were desperately rushing towards the city gate.

He Mingtang quickly turned around and raised the telescope in his hand.

Ren Wu quietly turned around and left. There were his guards and fast horses not far away. It was time to leave. With such a big thing happening in Shaanxi, Li Xiao must not have the energy to continue the attack. In order to protect the Ili Valley,

We can only sacrifice the Uighurs in front of us.

"Jilharang, I can't help it. It's been ten days and Li Xiao is probably coming back. Let's leave quickly!" Bai Yanhu ran over and wiped the sweat from his head.

"Shh...! Fei Yanggu, you are going to die. You can't call me Jierhalang here, you have to call me Renwu." Jierhalang wanted to tear Bai Yanhu's mouth open.

There were Uighurs all around, and if anyone heard them, they would be torn to pieces.

"Then you also call me Fei Yanggu. My name is Bai Yanhu now." Fei Yangu muttered and rolled his eyes at Jierhalang.

"Okay! Stop talking about this, call our people, and leave quickly. If it's too late, you won't be able to leave!" Jierhalang looked around and felt relieved when no one noticed.

"I don't know what's going on over there in the Western Region."

"Why are you still talking about this now? Tonight, we are calling on the Falcons to attack Xi'an City overnight. Let's take advantage of the chaos and get away!" Jirharang kicked Fei Yanggu.

Li Xiao! I don’t believe that the chaos in Shaanxi is so virtuous, and you still haven’t returned to the army.

Jierhalang guessed correctly, and all the soldiers were taken out by Li Xiao. Now not only Shaanxi is empty, but Shanxi, Henan, Jiangnan, Guangdong, Guangxi, and Lianghu are all garrisoned by garrison troops with poor equipment quality.

Many of these garrison soldiers were originally Ming Dynasty garrison soldiers. On weekdays, they can be expected to rectify the local public security. It would be good if they can protect themselves from such a large-scale riot. It seems that these garrison soldiers in Shaanxi were the first to start a riot.

It was these guards who were killed.

What's more, there are actually Uighurs among the guards.

The situation was similar elsewhere in the Ming Dynasty. There were more or less local natives in the garrison. Unlike the field army, which only recruited purebred Han people.

Things in Shaanxi got off to a very bad start and must be suppressed with an iron fist. Otherwise, the Miao and Zhuang barbarians will follow suit. Guangdong, Guangxi, and the two lakes will be unsettled, and the landlords in the south of the Yangtze River whose land has been confiscated will revive once they have the opportunity.

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After all! Those centuries-old and thousand-year-old families cannot be burned to death in a single blast of wind and fire.

The Fourth Division left Hami and marched all the way. The ox-carts were driven like horse-drawn carriages, and the horse-drawn carriages were driven like cars. When they arrived at Yumen Pass, the canned carriages were packed like sardine cans. They marched slowly and hurriedly all the way, and it took them thirteen days to finally arrive from Hami.

Transferred to Shaanxi. This is already shocking speed!

Back in Shaanxi, the Fourth Division did not immediately attack the Uighurs who were running around. Instead, they stationed themselves at various passes in Guanzhong!

The reason why Guanzhong is called Guanzhong is because the Guanzhong Plain is surrounded by Tongguan, Sanguan, Wuguan and Xiaoguan. The four majestic passes have helped Guanzhong resist foreign invasions for many years. But conversely, the Guanzhong Plain is also surrounded by these

The four passes are tightly trapped. As long as these four passes are occupied, the entire Guanzhong Plain can be blocked.

The Uighurs were still immersed in the dream of attacking Xi'an. Although they suffered heavy losses, they also blew open the gate of Xi'an with their determination to die. However, there was an urn behind the gate of Xi'an.

The various troops of the Fourth Division blocked each pass to prevent the Uighurs from taking a step out of the pass.

Most of the First Division, which came back immediately after the Fourth Division, quickly tightened the fence, and the Uighurs truly became caged birds.

Li Xiao did not let the revengeful officers and soldiers of the Fourth Division wait too long. A large number of Japanese soldiers poured in like a flood in Xiaoguan. The end of the Uighurs had come. The Japanese soldiers showed their ferocity in Southeast Asia and slaughtered everyone they saw.

A Uighur.

Many times, their method of identifying Uyghurs is quite ridiculous. They would put a piece of pork into the person's mouth, chew it and swallow it without killing him. Once the pork entered his mouth, he would start to feel sick and retching, and he would just hit the person without saying a word.

One knife.

The result of letting this group of people in was that Guanzhong, which had just been slaughtered, began to kill again. After seeing the battle report, Li Xiao felt that after this incident was over, there should be no one in Guanzhong. His grandma, it has been hard these past few years

I regained some energy, and now I'm done playing again.

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When the French brought Li Hu to Suez, Li Hu's first instinct was that he had gone astray.

The city of Suez can be said to be the Suez Castle. It's just that the castles built by Europeans are very different from those of the Ming Dynasty. The castles are all built with large stones, and there is a moat under the city.

It is said to be a city, but Li Hu feels that it cannot even catch up with the villages in Liaodong. The entire castle is about 500 meters long from east to west, and about 600 to 700 meters from north to south. The city wall is quite high, a full ten meters high. Li Hu doesn't understand, shit.

How many people can be stationed in a larger place? It seems that it doesn't matter whether we attack this kind of city or not.

There was a guy wearing an Arab robe on the city wall, standing on the wall and shouting. Arab soldiers holding torches stood in front of an old-fashioned muzzle-loading cannon. Li Hu had seen this kind of muzzle-loading cannon, which was a Franco machine gun.

One kind. It existed in the Ming Dynasty in the past, and was originally regarded as a treasure. Since Li Xiao became famous, this thing has become shit. It is the kind that no one picks up on the roadside!

Several guys in camouflage uniforms were lying under the city wall. They were the snipers who crawled over under the cover of darkness last night.

When the two flying monkeys flew into the sky, the Arab soldiers wearing Arab robes and holding torches who were about to light the cannons all fell down like birds.

The Arabs were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the city walls and begged God to forgive their sins.

It's hard to talk about sin. Li Hu felt that waiting for these kneeling guys to open the city gate seemed unreliable. So a few guys carrying mortars ran over. After a simple calculation, the mortar shells hit the crowd accurately.

It exploded, and Li Hu could clearly see the people who were blown up through the telescope.

After just firing a dozen cannonballs, the city gate opened immediately. It was obvious that these guys in robes decided that surrendering to the evil star below was far more useful than praying to the true God.

Standing on the tall city wall, you can see the golden Gulf of Suez right in front of you. Li Hu held his hand on the stone city wall: "Joseph, this is the starting point of my career. Now I have three hundred of my most loyal subordinates, and another thousand

A prisoner of war. The Suez Canal will be born at my feet."
Chapter completed!