Yin Zhen concluded: "In a few days, after seeing the rewards for meritorious deeds, it will be clear where the Western Regions Metropolitan Protectorate will be located." I think there are three possibilities, Hami is a conservative place, and the choice of this place shows that the Holy Dao Northern Expedition is eager to withdraw from the Western Regions. In my argument, this is unlikely. ”

"The second is Luntai, Luntai is a flat place, choosing this place shows that the Holy Dao has not yet made up his mind, and with the momentum of the Wu Devil, he will definitely help the Holy Dao to take the idea, continue to work hard, and seek a hundred years of stability for the Western Regions."

"The third is Ili, if you choose Yili, it means that the Holy Dao wants to continue to fight the battle of the Western Regions, and it will be impossible to come back for a while."

Everyone present not only had Yinyu and Hongli, but also Fu Heng and other people who fled to Yinghua with Hongli, and when they heard Yinzhen's explanation, they all looked relieved and relieved.

In the Anglo-Chinese Middle School, a reflective movement initiated by the Eastern Yuan and the local "Qingliu" was in full swing, denouncing not only the harm of the Manchu Qing to China, but also the harm of the former Ming bureaucracy and science. These "Manchu relics" who stayed in Yinghua for various reasons and were abandoned by the Qing Dynasty were very worried that Yinghua would immediately turn around and go on the Northern Expedition after the Western Regions were settled.

According to these people's understanding, the Holy Dao still provides them with good food, drink, and shelter at the moment, but the reason is that they see that the north is still there, and it is still useful when preparing for the Northern Expedition, such as recruiting surrenders and rebels. But seeing that this tide of liquidation in the Anglo-Chinese Middle School is becoming more and more climatic, once the Northern Expedition occurs, this usefulness does not seem to be obvious, and now this kind of idle days are afraid to become a thing of the past.

They are already prisoners, and they are no longer able to intervene in the general situation of the world. You can only accept it, the later the British North Expedition, the better, and you can sleep today if you have a bed. No matter what the hammer will be hit tomorrow, listening to Yinzhen say that it is still early for the British North Expedition, everyone is naturally relieved.

"Alright. Don't embarrass the nursing home caregivers, that's all for today......"

After an analysis, Yinzhen was physically and mentally refreshed and waved his hand to signal the end of the meeting. Although he was the object of his key guardianship, the Holy Way was quite lenient to him, allowing him to occasionally meet with some old courtiers. The Holy Dao seems to be happy to see these relics huddle together for warmth, and perhaps the transcript of the conversation at each meeting is a pastime for the Holy Dao in his leisure time.

But Yinzhen doesn't care about this. Although his identity has not been revealed, it is already known to everyone in the Manchu Testament, which has actually made his hatred for the Holy Way dissipate a lot. Thinking about it carefully, the Holy Dao helped him take the Qing Dynasty, and when he was counterattacked by the important ministers of the old clan and fell into a Jedi, it was the Holy Dao who brought him back from Beijing. Ethnic grievances aside, he owes too much to the Holy Way.

After more than ten years of sitting and watching the rise of Yinghua, the little thought of expecting Yinghua to collapse has long become a self-deprecating joke, and the good news of the decisive battle in Luntai has strengthened his understanding that Yinghua is strong and prosperous. There is no stopping power inside and out.

When the Qing Dynasty gradually fell into the hands of the demon woman and slipped step by step towards the abyss, Yinzhen's ethnic grievances and even the hatred of losing the country also dissipated a lot. And his obsession also began to shift from the Qing Dynasty to the Manchus.

The destruction of the Qing Dynasty is no more obvious, but how innocent are the Manchus who followed the demon woman to hell? I have to find a way to make a living for the Manchurians, after all, I am a person who loves the Xinjueluo family, and I have been the master of the Manchurians for more than ten years, so I have to take some responsibility for the future of the Manchurians.

Yinzhen's mentality gradually turned to this, and the opinion articles published in the newspaper gradually really had the flavor of satirizing the current politics, and the self-proclaimed "country" of Yinghua in the article gradually became the words on the lips of ordinary times.

To put it simply, Yinzhen has scolded Yinghua for more than ten years, and until now, he has gradually gained the consciousness of being a member of the Yinghua people...... Of course, not as the Yongzheng Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, but as the famous writer of Yinghua commentary, Ai Yinzhen.

Everyone dispersed, but Yinyu and Hongli did not leave, the two looked at each other, and Yinyu hesitated and spoke: "Fourth brother, look at the current situation, we are full of people...... Do you have to plan ahead and prepare for another path? ”…,

Yin Zhen was taken aback, and suddenly felt bad.

Yinyu continued: "Back then, Zhu Ming expelled the Mongols, even though the Han and Mongolia had a hundred years of blood feud, and even Wara still broke Zhu Ming's backbone in the Tumu Fort, but Zhu Ming still accepted Duoyan Sanwei and did not regard the Mongols as enemies of the sky. Guansheng Dao left a path of forgiveness for the Han army bannermen, and the fourth brother and we also called us forgiving, even if the government and the opposition are clamoring, we have not had the opportunity to survive in the Yinghua pattern. ”

Hongli interjected: "Yes, yes, the British Dynasty respects the humanity of heaven and man, and we are all human beings, but now we are just sins that have not been forgiven......"

Yinyu said again: "The Ruxi witch is dragging the Manchu people into hell in the north, and those of us in the south can't sit idly by, at least we have to find a place for the Manchu people to survive under Yinghua morally." At a time when the country is clamoring for a centennial reckoning, I think we should do something about it. ”

Yinyu's meaning is very clear, that is, the Manchu upper echelons who came to the south took the initiative to confess, strive for leniency, and even follow the example of the Han army banner people back then, so that Yinghua left a way for the Manchu family to survive.

Yinzhen's face is very bad, and his mood is even worse, this is my line, why did you come to rob me again? You just like to rob me of my stuff and my place!

He muffled, "What does this have to do with me? You are the prince of the Qing Dynasty who came by myself, and I am just a faint monarch who has been dead for more than ten years, and his head has been cut off. What are you going to do, why do you have to consult with me? ”

Yin Yu coughed and said: "The fourth brother is wrong! After all, the fourth brother was our master, and most of the Manchurians in the south also knew that the fourth brother was still there, and the fourth brother had an attitude, so everyone had a direction. ”

Hongli also said: "Uncle Fourteen is right, Fu Heng, who followed his son, stared at the war in the Western Regions in the newspaper every day, and he was still talking about why he didn't have a chance to get involved in such a meritorious service. He is still young, and his son is a dead man on his face, but a man like him always wants to show his ambitions. It's just that without Amma's nod, how could he bow his head to the Han people and ask for a chance to atone for his sins? ”

Yinzhen listened to the words of his brother and son, and felt that his chest was suffocated, and he showed his ambitions? I still want to show my ambitions! I've watched Yinghua current affairs for so many years, and I've already seen a belly of articles! There are so many problems in the country of Britain and China, and the current prime minister Xue Xue is not as good as me, so I will be the prime minister. Yinghua is twice as good! But do I have a chance? I don't even have a chance, you still want a chance?

"Do whatever you like! It has nothing to do with me! ”

He patted his thigh angrily, not wanting to continue the conversation. is even more jealous of Fourteen. Fourteen dozen good calculations, he Yinzhen is already a dead man on his face, and it is impossible for the Holy Dao to let him show his face. But Fourteen still retains his original name. Let him Yinzhen go to push the Manchurian to atone for his sins, and then fourteen to receive this credit? It's infuriating!

Yinyu said bitterly: "Fourth brother, let's not mention the emperor and the master, let's just say that the people are full, the fourth brother has also broken through the name in the south, and acting with this name is not the best of both worlds." ”

Yin Zhen was stunned, and his sour anger dissipated a lot. That's right, he is still the country without peace and Ai Yin Zhen! He is not Yongzheng, not Yinzhen, or Ai Yinzhen. Using this name to bring the Manchu people to speak is of great benefit to the Manchu clan and to himself.

"I'm ...... with Li Xi Implacable! I want Yinzhen to lick his stinky feet. Don't think about it in this life! If you mention this again, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people! ”

Thinking so in his heart, his mouth was still biting hard, Yinyu and Hongli glanced at each other, but their faces flashed with joy. The temperament of the fourth brother/Ama is very familiar to them. This is already heart-moving, as for such a gambling curse and vow, it is Yongzheng and Yinzhen who are not in the same sky as the Holy Dao, not Ai Yinzhen. …,

Yinyu and Hongli retreated, and at night, Yinzhen was still writing hard, and Li Wei, who was holding dinner for him, asked curiously: "Master, I just handed in the manuscript the day before yesterday, what are you busy with now?" ”

Yin Zhen's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to give the Holy Dao a strategy for determining the Western Regions, I heard that Galdance is running away, if the Holy Dao wants long-term peace and stability in the Western Regions, and the Rakshasa and the west of the Western Regions should also be attacked and defended, then Galdance should be released from the Western Regions, on the one hand, he will refuse to surrender, and on the other hand, he will be allowed to gather the tribes and affect the situation of the khanates." It is up to him to take up the heavy task of upsetting the general situation of the khanates......"

Li Wei blinked his eyes for a while, and then said excitedly: "Wow! The master has a far-sighted plan, and he wants the southern barbarians to fall into the quagmire of the Western Regions and not be able to move! Under the reckless force, his national situation collapsed, and he really made the minions throw themselves to the ground! ”

Yinzhen looked at Li Wei, stopped talking, and shuddered slightly.

In the south of the Tianshan Mountains, Yarkand City, it should have been dusk, but the sky seemed to be nearly late at night. Abdul Harik, the official of the city gate, shuddered, looked at the dark canopy of the sky, and said in his heart that it was going to rain heavily.

Here, the spring rain is as expensive as oil, but Abdul Harik is not happy at all. From Khotan to Yarkand and then to Kashgar, this line was a mixed ethnic group, with the Hui tribe sent by the White Mountain of Montenegro and the descendants of the Chagatai Khanate[1] led by Yarkand Khan[1] sharing the power and jointly accepting the rule of the Dzungar people, which was part of the Dzungar Khanate. Now the future of the Dzungar Khanate is uncertain, and the fate of Yarkand is unknown.

Last month, Dzungaria poured the strength of the entire khanate, gathered 70,000 troops and drove to the Han Luntai city, including 3,000 men and horses requisitioned from the Kashgar and Yarkand tribes. As of today, March 27, the battle has not yet been reported.

Some traders from the direction of Ili said that Dzungar had been defeated, but Yarkand Khan's troops had not yet seen a single man and a horse return, these traders were obviously bribed by the Han Chinese to spread rumors, and the Montenegrin faction and Zhuo Jiahan, who were in charge of Yarkand City, decisively executed these merchants to shock the hearts of the people in the city, and the corpses of these merchants hung high outside the east gate guarded by Abdul Harik.

Like Zhuo Gahan, Abdul Harik was full of fear at this time, and although the main battlefield was north of the Tien Shan, the south of the Tien Shan was not a peaceful place. The Han red-clothed soldiers and horses of the southern route captured Khotan at the beginning of the year, and they could appear outside the city of Yarkand at any time.

If you don't consider the issue of faith, it doesn't matter whether the South Tianshan Road is managed by the Dzungar people or the Han people, the Hezhuo of the White Mountain Hui Department of Montenegro and the Berks of the Yarkand Khanate have always been incompatible, and it is actually a good thing for everyone to have a strong man pressing on their heads.

But the problem lies in this belief, since the Ningxia rebellion, even though the Black Mountain Baishan faction and Zhuo have a life-and-death enmity, they have adopted an unprecedented and consistent attitude towards the Han people: they will never accept the rule of the Han people, and the Han people will come to seize Yarkand, and everyone will have to fight to the death. Therefore, when Khotan fell, Yarkand was full of rumors.

"It's definitely raining a lot, and you can relax for a few days."

The thunder sounded overhead, and Abdul Harriq let out a sigh. I heard that the Han people are fierce in red clothes, and the soldiers can be ten with one, and the cannons can collapse the city ten miles away.

"Rysht, you look up there, I'll go and rest......"

He instructed his cronies, who were leading the city guards to patrol the city walls, and yawned, and had been working too hard the day and night the other day.

He was answered with a dull thud, like the sound of tiles being crushed into fists, followed by a heart-rending scream, and Abdul Harrik turned sharply to see a short axe slashing at Riest's helmet, the blade of which sliced through the iron helmet and sliced deep into the skull, a stream of red-to-white slurry rushing outward. …,

Abdul Harik was so frightened that he watched as one hand pinched the handle of the axe and turned in from outside the battlements, and when the red clothes came into view, Abdul Harik, who was just numb in his heart, felt that his whole body was numb.

One after another, at least a dozen red-clothed people appeared on the city wall, axes, horizontal knives and even hooks and sickles, all kinds of miscellaneous weapons, and they were extremely skillful in putting the city soldiers to the ground one by one, until a whole team of thirty city soldiers fell for the most part, the survivors issued a terrible alarm, and Abdul Harik also returned to his place, and after a momentary struggle, a large group of city soldiers rushed out with the sound of the sound to rush to the city wall.

This is the redcoat soldier who came to steal the door! If they are not repulsed, the red clothes of the brigade will rush in, and Yarkand City is in danger!

Hundreds of city soldiers swarmed to press on, and although there were still red-clothed people climbing the city walls, the number only increased to about twenty, and it seemed that they were about to be submerged in an instant.

"Shoot!"

Abdul Harik was very sober at this time, don't look at his own number of people, but the other party can hide from the inspection of the city soldiers, dozens of people climbed the city wall in a moment, obviously a master of one in a million, hand-to-hand combat with this kind of person will never end well, can be solved with a musket, there is no need to take risks.

At the sound of an order, the gun rang out, and there were screams again and again, but it was not the red clothes, and the city soldiers who rushed in front fell down a whole row, and it turned out that the red clothes fired the first shots.

"Shoot!"

Abdul Harik stepped on a corpse and said in his heart that your sacrifice was worth it, and now the Han people have no time to reload.

Fluffy ......

The soldiers who were lining up with guns fell in a row, and Abdul Harrik could clearly feel a stream of air rushing past his ears, and a fishy heat splashed behind his head. Looking ahead, his body was numb again, and two or three feet away, the strange muskets held by the red-clothed men in one hand were smoking, connecting with the smoke left by the previous round of shooting, looking so hideous.

A middle-aged red-clothed officer in front of him pointed the strange short gun at Abdul Harik, which made Abdul Harik's whole person stiff like a stone sculpture, and he heard a click, and he was actually dumbfounded, Abdul Harik was covered in sweat, and secretly called Allah to bless him.

Then there is the click, the fluffy......

Abdul Harik bared his eyes, slowly knelt down, and looked at the red-clothed officer, his face full of unwillingness, how could it be? How can it be? Even if you haven't fired a shot before, this is the second shot, cheating!

The last scene in Abdul Harik's eyes was that the officer's muzzle turned, and the sound of the gun burst out orange and yellow flames, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his cheeks slapped on the ground heavily, his eyes were still open, and he couldn't blink his eyes, what kind of short gun could fire three shots in a row......

"Damn the broken gun, it almost killed Lao Tzu!"

The captain of the Shengjie army first ascended, and Wei Lang knocked down the second enemy with Yue Jingzhong's three-eyed handcuff, and he kept cursing and scolding in his mouth. (To be continued)