The next day, the white-clothed army began to collectively reorganize the surrendered Turpan cavalry. When Xu Xingxia came to the open space outside Turpan City, all the Turpan cavalry had already gathered and were ready to be tested by Xu Xingxia. They were all disarmed. Regarding the arrival of the white-clothed army, all the Turpan cavalry had only one expression, and that was Mu Ran.

They didn't seem to care about their fate at all, neither worried that Xu Xingxia would kill them, nor did they think that Xu Xingxia would treat them favorably. Anyway, their expressions are sluggish, without any color, as if they are just walking walking corpses, and they have no soul. Strictly speaking, these people are no different from ordinary animals.

Around these Turpan cavalry, there were warriors of the Chasseurs, on strict alert. The muzzles of their guns are pointed at the ground, but they can be raised at any time. However, their vigilance is actually completely superfluous. Xu Xingxia didn't think that relying on this group of lifeless Turpan cavalry, Abdul Rayin could toss anything.

Xu Xingxia sat on horseback, glanced at all the Turpan cavalry, glanced at Abdul Rayin, and said meaningfully: "Your Excellency the Deputy Governor, have all the cavalry under your original command been gathered?" ”

Abdul Rain hurriedly said, "All are gathered." ”

Xu Xingxia nodded quietly and didn't say anything more. The Turpan cavalry that appeared in front of Xu Xingxia was less than 3,000 people, and they were basically old, weak, sick and disabled. Some of them don't even have horses. Even if there is, it is an old horse that has overstayed its service. Idiots know that these people are definitely not the elite of the previous Turpan cavalry.

Moreover, Xu Xingxia did not see the shadow of Ma Heima in the ranks of these Turpan cavalry. According to Xuan Yingwei's estimates, the number of Turpan cavalry should be at least 10,000 elites. But now there is none. They must have been taken away by Ma Heima. Moreover, it is very likely that this is Ma Heima's instructions.

The current Abdul Rain is definitely not completely trusting the white-clothed army. Or rather, his subordinates don't fully trust the White Army. Abdul Rayin let Ma Hei Mahjong take away the elite Turpan cavalry, apparently leaving a hand. If there is any change in the white-clothed army, the elite of the Turpan cavalry, after all, can still save part of it.

It's just that his methods, in the eyes of the white-clothed army, are inevitably a little stingy. Think that if the Turpan cavalry does not surrender now, they will not surrender in the future? This is simply not possible. Unless they don't show up in the Turpan area anymore. With the gradual redressing of the lion cavalry and mastiff cavalry, the popularization of Han-style rifles, grenades and mortars, and the arrival of follow-up troops. The control of the White Army in the Western Regions will definitely gradually increase. When the time comes, all forces that do not obey the white-clothed army will be ruthlessly purged.

Zhang Tianhao obviously also discovered the problem, frowned and said, "Abdul Rain, what does this mean?" You only have such a small number of troops? ”

The cavalry under the command of the governor of Turpan, of course, could not have only 3,000 people left. According to Xuan Yingwei's intelligence, the cavalry of the governor of Turpan also had at least 15,000 people. In Heifengchuan, the Turpan cavalry wiped out by the white-clothed army will definitely not exceed five thousand. In other words, Abdul Rain hid the rest of his troops. Or, when Abd al-Ratif left, he took the rest of the cavalry with him.

Abdul Rayin had already thought of an excuse, and said helplessly: "Two adults, you must also be considerate and considerate of me." There are only so many troops I can control. The rest of the troops were taken away by Abdullatif. After all, he is the Great Khan of the Yarkand Khanate, and his orders are much more effective than mine. ”

"Abdul Rain, where's Ma Heima?"

Xu Xingxia nodded thoughtfully and asked knowingly.

"Returning to the Governor, Ma Heima was unwilling to surrender to your army, so he took a part of the Turpan cavalry and went in the direction of Yarkand City. I tried hard to persuade him to stay, but he refused. After all, he and I are brothers, and I can't take too drastic actions. Everyone had their own ambitions, so they had to let him go. But rest assured, Lord Governor, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will continue to persuade him to surrender to your army. Abdul Rain had apparently already thought of the wording and replied fluently.

"No need, let him go!"

Xu Xingxia smiled coldly in his heart and said to himself.

Zhang Tianhao stared at Abdul Rayin coldly, and said bluntly: "Ma Heima went to Yarkand City? I'm afraid it's not, right? Abdul Rain, if we catch Ma Heima around Turpan, you must be responsible for this sentence! Eat with your good fruit! ”

Abdul Rain's face suddenly changed slightly. Zhang Tianhao's words just pierced the most frightened part of his heart. In fact, he did deliberately let Ma Heima leave. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Ma Heima's personal prestige and ability to take away so many Turpan cavalry, and all of them were elite. However, he is not sure whether Ma Heima was active in the Turpan area. If Ma Heima is really caught by the white-clothed army, he will be finished. For a while, a cold sweat broke out on Abdul Rain's forehead.

Xu Xingxia didn't seem to see the cold sweat on Adulain's forehead, and said quietly: "Tianhao, we should believe our friend's words." ”

Zhang Tianhao snorted fiercely in his nostrils and didn't say anything more.

On Abdul Rain's forehead, the cold sweat couldn't help but rise even more.

From Xu Xingxia's words, he heard a strong killing intent. What the white army believes is the words of "friends". If you are not a "friend", you can imagine what will happen to you. Even if you can barely keep your surname, it is better to live than to die. The only thing he can do now is to pray desperately that Ma Heima will not be caught.

In fact, Xu Xingxia's heart is indeed despising Abdul Rayin for not shedding tears when he sees the coffin. On the surface, he took refuge in the white-clothed army, but behind the scenes, he was trying to find a way to add a little chaos to the white-clothed army. Such speculators, Xu Xingxia is the most despised. If it weren't for the need to stabilize the Western Regions, he would have taken Abdul Rain a long time ago. However, this account must always be calculated. After that, there are tears in your coffin!

"Liu Chuang, I'll leave it to you!" Xu Xingxia said quietly.

"Understood!" Liu Chuang responded loudly.

…… After Xu Xingxia settled in Turpan City, there was no sign of moving his nest. April passed quickly, and an even hotter May arrived. The summer in Turpan is really not covered, and it is still May, and it is already as hot as a steamer. However, the weather is extremely hot during the day, and at night, the temperature drops down quickly. In the second half of the night, Xu Xingxia estimated that the temperature was only about ten degrees. Such a huge temperature difference is absolutely impossible in the mainland. If you don't take enough precautions, you can catch a cold.

Under the guidance of the locals, Xu Xingxia also learned to wear a wide robe with a light and breathable turban, learned to eat cheese, drink milk tea, eat hand-grasped mutton, and learned how to adapt to the heat of the Western Regions. The same is true of the soldiers of the White Army. Due to the influence of the bad weather, in just one month, the soldiers of the chasseurs all took off their military uniforms and should wear the clothes of the locals. At first glance, I thought that the white-clothed army was also a local.

When watching movies and television in his previous life, Xu Xingxia had always wondered why the armies of countries in desert areas rarely wore uniform uniforms, but now he understands. The uniform and rigorous military uniform simply could not adapt to the hot climate of the great desert. Except for the turban and robe, all other clothes are sunburned here. In order to adapt to the combat life in the Western Regions, Xu Xingxia specially designed a complete set of special military uniforms in the Western Regions, the main body of which was a headscarf and robes.

During the hottest days of the day, everyone crowded around the qanats, enjoying the coolness brought by the snow and water of the Tianshan Mountains. Drinking delicious wine, eating sweet cantaloupe, and enjoying the coolness of autumn, such enjoyment is only available in the Turpan area.

Speaking of qanats, it is indeed magical. Don't look at the white flowers outside, the spicy sunshine, when I get to the surroundings of the qanats, it is warm and cool, from head to toe. Even in broad daylight, it feels quite refreshing.

Throughout May, the most important task of the White Army was to exercise further control over the surrounding area of Turpan. The soldiers of the Chasseurs, starting from the city of Turpan, constantly reconnoitred and cleared around, eliminating scattered enemies. Anyone who tries to oppose the rule of the White Coats is ruthlessly suppressed until the other side is completely submissive. If there are locals who are willing to surrender to the white-clothed army, they will be brought back to Turpan City for screening and management.

If there are locals who are suitable for joining the army and are willing to join the army, they will be recruited into the new barracks for initial ideological education and training. According to Xu Xingxia's instructions, the white-clothed army was to absorb about 5,000 recruits in the Turpan area. As a result, one after another, the white-clothed army also absorbed more than 1,000 people. They are all young and healthy local young adults. Most of them are willing to get close to the Han Chinese.

This place in the Western Regions, since the time of the Han Dynasty, has been continuously incorporated into the territory of the Central Plains Empire, and one after another, Han people have migrated to live. During the Tang Dynasty, there were especially many immigrants. They married each other with the locals, multiplied, and left a lot of their own bloodline. The current people in the Western Regions, more or less, all have Han blood. Although, after more than a thousand years of continuation, this bloodline has become very thin. However, the blood of the Han people is the blood of the Han people. This can never be changed.

(To be continued)