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Zhang Suimou, Ma Fuchu and more than 20 people finally made the trip. Escorted by a battalion of Red officers and soldiers, they first crossed the buffer zone between the two sides, that is, the no-man's land, which was nearly thirty miles, and then met the men and horses sent by Ma Hualong to meet them. Bidding farewell to the Red Army officers and men of the battalion who escorted here, the group continued to move forward. From that moment on, until they arrived at the marshal mansion of the former Manchu Qing Dynasty and the former Manchu Dynasty Guyuan Prefecture Ya Renwu, Zhang Suimou and Ma Fuchu saw bright smiles and endless moving words on the faces of the leaders of the returning army who accompanied them. Along the way, whenever they met groups or groups of Hui people, these escorts would always shout loudly to everyone about the coming peace. Of course, in such an atmosphere, Ma Fuchu will inevitably feel gratified, after all, it is a deep brotherhood.

Zhang Suimou is not as rash as Ma Fuchu to understand the problem. Because, although the escorts seemed to be very natural, he could carefully observe that the people he saw along the way did not seem to be so impressed with what the escorts said, and he also saw more indifference and even hatred in their eyes.

Sure enough, when Zhang Suimou and the others came to the gate of Ren Wu's heavily guarded Shuai Mansion, he and Ma Fuchu had just stepped into the gate, but behind them, more than a dozen accompanying personal guards were blocked outside. After the ringleader, who had been accompanying them for two days' trek, shouted "The guest has arrived", the black and thin face, which was still full of spring, suddenly changed, and it was covered with frost. Just like the two rows of black-clothed and white-hatted soldiers who appeared in the courtyard, the bright and swaying broadswords held high in their hands were cold and ruthless.

"Get on your knees!" With the roar of the two rows of fierce swordsmen at Zhang Suimou and Ma Fuchu in unison, surrounded by several leaders of the Shaanxi-Gansu Hui Army behind him, Ren Wu appeared at the door of the lobby in a big way.

It was a young man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a strong appearance, a swarthy face, and two cheeks that were always bulging, showing a look of indifference and cynicism, or some hatred for everything.

He was followed by Ma Zhanao, the leader of the Hui army in Hezhou (Lintao), as well as his assistants He Mingtang and Hong Xing.

Here, for Ren Wu and He Mingtang, I can't say a few more words. These two people, together in Yunnan last year, caught up with the Hui uprising led by Du Wenxiu, and also rushed to kill with many local Hui brothers. At first, they were also shocked by that kind of vigorous scene, but gradually, they couldn't get used to Du Wenxiu's ethnic family, and they were even more dissatisfied with Du Wenxiu's acceptance of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's "recruitment". It was at that time that in the hearts of these two imams, a strong so-called revitalization of Islam sprouted.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty was coming to an end, and the Manchu Qing had been forced to do their best, but it was not enough to resist the powerful offensive of the Taiping Red Army, and they had no time to take care of anything else. If you want to build a Muslim oasis that is not interfered with by foreign forces, the current market situation is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. So, they left the ranks of the uprising in Yunnan. Therefore, in Dali, Weinan, Huayin, Huazhou, Lintong and other places, taking advantage of the excellent "bamboo stealing incident" given by Allah, their opportunity to show their ambitions seemed to come so easily. Moreover, what they did not expect was that the Manchu court would also become their ally.

"Get on your knees!" The swordsmen on both sides shouted again.

In the eyes of Ren Wu and the others who seemed to appreciate the prey of their hands, Zhang Suimou turned his hands behind his back, leisurely looked up at the big flagpole in the middle of the courtyard, and pouted at Ma Fuchu, whose face was obviously white, "What is the word in the song on it?" ”

"Wei ...... Wei Jiaojun", maybe a little infected by Zhang Suimou, Ma Fuchu forced himself to be more stable. He began to regret it, regretting that he had come here, and from the eyes of Ren Wu and the others, he had already seen his calamity. Alas......

In the face of the enemy, any good wish can only be a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, and a wolf-like enemy is even less likely to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

Of course, Ma Fuchu would not know that his so-called "brotherly affection" compatriots have chosen a "bright road". Ma Hualong proclaimed the establishment of the "Ningxia Muslim Kingdom" in the capital city of Ningxia and sat on the throne of the "King of Weijiao". Under the edict of the grass king, the Hui army of Shaanxi and Gansu was renamed the "Weijiao Army", and the whole army was being organized into five large battalions: front, rear, left, center, and right, and the commander of the front battalion was the Ren Wu in front of him.

On the body of the prey, Ren Wu was disappointed that he did not see the kind of panic and strong survival ** before dying, which should have been seen. He is different from the bloodthirsty Bai Yanhu, he is the kind of cat-like person who likes to play with his prey before eating. He looked at Ma Fuchu, "Ben Shuai has seen you in Yunnan before. ”

"Yes...... Is it? Looking at Ren Wu's strange appearance, Ma Fuchu's legs somehow began to tremble, and he tried his best to control it, but it didn't work.

"Haha......" Ren Wu laughed and pursed his lips, "Of course, but at that time, you were a handsome, and this handsome was just a pawn, of course you wouldn't know me." ”

"Yes...... Is it......" Ma Fuchu's face was sweating.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I don't want to be a great hero of Muslims, but I want to be a dog for others." Ren Wu stared at Ma Fuchu with disdain, his cheeks twitching, "What do you say I should do with you to be worthy of our Allah." ”

"Two ...... The two countries ...... Engagement ......"

"Oh, you're saying that the two countries don't fight each other, right?" Ren Wuyi raised his hand, interrupted Ma Fuchu's words, smiled mockingly, and smiled at Zhang Suimou, who had been tilting his head, squinting his eyes, and clasping his arms in front of his chest and looking at him as if he was admiring something, "It's a pity that they never admit that we are two countries' wars." In this way, as long as he says that you and us are two countries fighting each other, well, no more, just four words, then Ben Shuai will open the net and spare you from death. ”

Ma Fuchu lowered his head and secretly glanced at Zhang Suimou beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Zhang Suimou's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he was more than ten steps away from Ren Wu opposite, but despite this, he still couldn't really see what kind of grandmother this famous executioner looked like. Alas, what kind of glasses Director Lin said would have been better if they had been made out earlier!

"Two countries? What country are you? Zhang Suimou gently raised his right hand on his chest and nodded at the hazy person in front of him.

"Oh, look at Ben Shuai is confused, and I forgot to tell you. The place where you have come is now the territory of our 'Muslim Kingdom of Ningxia', where our most holy king, His Majesty, was enthroned in Ningxia five days ago. Ren Wu looked at Zhang Suimou proudly, "This seems to be better than our Ningxia autonomy that you are desperately opposing, right?" ”

"Yes, yes." Zhang Suimou smiled and nodded, "However, this kingdom won't be given to you by the Manchu Dynasty, right?" ”

"What do you care?" Ren Wu snorted, "This is the sacred goal that our Muslim brothers have pursued for many years and generations, and in your favorite words, this is the will of the majority of Muslim people. Don't you claim to respect the wishes of the majority of the people, why have you changed now? ”

"We have never changed," Zhang Suimou looked back at the south, and then looked at Ren Wu with a mocking, "On the contrary, it is the good wishes of you who have been raping the vast number of Hui brothers and artificially creating divisions." Look at the actions of your Shaanxi Hui army, how many innocent Han people have you killed? And why didn't the leaders of Gansu, who were also the leaders of the Hui army, carry out bloody massacres of Han villages before you? Is this what you call the good things that generations have been pursuing? ”

Zhang Suimou's remarks are meaningful. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he knew that there was still a Gansu Hui army that had withdrawn from Lintao in Guyuan, that is, the force of Ma Zhanao's commander. This Hui army of more than 10,000 people is also mixed with many people of the Salar and Dongxiang tribes. Although they had caused a lot of trouble for the Red Army of the Celestial Empire in order to support the Hui rebellion in Shaanxi, they never participated in the killing of the Han people after the uprising. It is precisely because of this that the Red Army of the Celestial Empire opened up to them, otherwise they would have been completely annihilated in the Lintao area, which was already in the rear of the Red Army.

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