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Chapter 333 Although Abdulusule waited for Ding Laogen's answer, it was a pity that Ding Laogen gave him this answer not with his mouth, but with a knife

After Abdulusul ran back to Bulhaqi from a ditch, he did not dare to make any stop in the town, and plunged to the ferry port west of the town. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network

He didn't have the heart to ask about the life or death of his friends in Tsarist Russia, and he hurried across the river to go home, that was his only choice.

More than 5,000 headless flies returned to the riot army, like human porridge, crowding the ferry of the Bulhazi River to an impenetrable wind.

In order to be able to leave such a deadly high-risk place in front of him, no one would be willing to be willing to be even one step behind, so the dozen or so small boats moored on the shore naturally became the primary target of the panicked rebel army.

The rebels who were red-eyed in order to grab the boat did not even have their leader in their eyes, and it was just Abdulusul, who arrived at the ferry a little late, who was also blocked so that he couldn't even find a place to put his feet, let alone a boat.

Damn, it's the other way around

Abdulusule slashed down a few Hui soldiers who blocked his horse's head, stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and scolded Ding Laogen, who was also swayed by the rebels not far away, "Ding Laogen, blast me away quickly, if my Uyghur army can't go, none of you will want to fucking get on the boat."

The so-called Hui rebel army brought by Abdulusul from Ili was actually a coalition army of the Uighur and Manchu tribes, that is, the Uighur army of nearly 4,000 Aqimu led by Abdulusule, and the more than 2,000 Manchu Hui troops in Ningyuancheng (Yining), which was commanded by Ding Laogen.

As the acting governor, Abdul Rusul was instigated by Mezimuzat to participate in the so-called struggle for the independence and freedom of Muslims purely in order to seek a brighter future for himself.

Although in order to strengthen his own strength so that he can have more say in the future Dafen fat, Abdulusul will always put on his lips the remark that all Muslims in the world are all family, but deep down, he always believes that only their Uighur Muslims are true and pure believers of Allah. As for the so-called returnees, in the eyes of Abdulusur, they are just Han people who worship at the feet of their Allah in order to rub oil on their Allah, believe this today, and believe that again when they are happy tomorrow, they are accustomed to half-heartedness.

So, in the eyes of Abdul Rusul, Hui is a pariah among Muslims,

And unlike Abdulusule, as a banner man, Hui Ding Laogen, in order to smash the shackles that bound him and the poor ** around him, in order to be able to live freely like a real person, he held high the banner of rebellion, like those high masters and old men who declared war, gathered under his banner of righteousness, whether they were Hui Hui or Manchu, they were all out-and-out poor people. It just so happens to be some out-and-out "pariahs" in Abdulusul's eyes.

Regarding Abdulusul's evil words, if they had been placed in the past, although Ding Laogen was uncomfortable to listen to, he could only be helpless.

After all, Abdul Rusul was the commander of the coalition forces.

Second, Abdulusur had thick arms and legs, and he couldn't afford to provoke it, and he didn't want to provoke it, and he was willing to endure it again and again for the sake of his ideals and those of his companions.

But today's Ding Laogen has changed.

Thinking that at the beginning, Ding Laogen, who was unwilling to be brutally oppressed by the masters, raised the banner of righteousness, led the poor people of Huiyuan City, and the Weihui rioters from all walks of life, went straight to Ningyuan City, and fought Huining City again.

However, just when Ningyuan City and Huiyuan City had just arrived, and there were still many masters and lords who were still kings and lords in various places, Ding Laogen looked at those partners who had fought side by side with them, and they had become new masters and masters one by one, and that kind of ferocious energy was by no means a little inferior to the masters and masters in the past.

Especially when he saw with his own eyes that the emerging masters and masters of Maizimuzate actually ** Tsarist robbers did those even more despicable defilements, Ding Laogen was confused and cold.

This time, he accepted the assignment of Maizimuzate and formed an alliance with Abdulusule to aid Dihua in the east, and Ding Laogen's heart still felt a little relaxed. Although this time he had to walk with the tsarist devils he hated deeply, Ding Laogen had his own plans.

After all, this time he needs to be rescued, a genuine Gansu Muslim, and the founder of the "Halal Country".

In Ding Laogen's view, the lonely hero of the Muslims who came to Xinjiang from Gansu Province and built a "halal country" from scratch -- Tuo Ming always has to be fundamentally different from the filthy "sultans" such as Mazimuzat and Xiaokaet.

But Ding Laogen never imagined that as he had just entered the periphery of the "Halal State", the tall image of the Muslim hero in his mind began to become gray little by little.

From Jinghe to Tuokoduo, Ding Laogen and his brothers went deep into the "Halal Country Territory" less than 300 miles, and what Ding Laogen saw was not only a dilapidated scene everywhere, but also from the ragged and miserable people, they clearly felt their bitter hatred from the bone marrow.

Who did the people hate?

Ding Laogen knew that the people not only hated Tuo Ming and his so-called "Halal Country", but also hated him Ding Laogen, and the so-called "righteous army" who was dressed in a beautiful coat but did shameless deeds.

Leaving Huiyuan City for hundreds of miles, Ding Laogen became more and more confused, and the more he walked, the more discouraged he became.

However, his pain was far from such psychological torture.

In this emergency rush to help Dihua all the way, Ding Laogen's more than 2,000 people and horses have always been regarded as the latter of the palace. Anyone with a little military knowledge knows that in the long march that almost entered a desolate area, the most bitter man was the queen of the palace.

But when we arrived at the Bulhazi River, the situation changed.

The Abdulusule Division, which was tasked with opening the way in front, suddenly collided with the "Han Army" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in Burhaqi. As a result, the hard work was extreme, and Ding Laogen, who was an inferior person in the rebel army, was naturally changed to the former army.

In the town of Bulhaqi, Ding Laogen, who took over the Abdulusule Department, although under the cover of the fierce artillery fire of the Tsarist devils, finally "expelled" the Taiping Tian** team out of Bulhaqi after a lot of hardships, but for this, he Ding Laogen paid a tragic price of nearly 1,000 brothers casualties.

This battle of Bulhaqi made Ding Laogen realize the fierceness of the Taiping Tian ** team.

And the battle of a ditch that he witnessed with his own eyes made Ding Laogen feel that there was no one who could be the opponent of the "Han Army" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

In the past few months, Ding Laogen has seen or heard of the various announcements and warnings of the "Han Army" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which have been widely circulated in Xinjiang. When he was on the "edge" of the battlefield in a ditch, looking at the fearless momentum of the "Han Army" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom that killed the devils of Tsarist Russia, and the true appearance of the fierce and invincible, the gloomy Ding Laogen felt a trace of inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

Ding Laogen heard the shout that Abdulusule wanted to fight the "Han army" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. However, even if there was no follow-up "Han Army" suddenly appeared at that time, even if Abdulusule really rushed forward, Ding Laogen had already made up his mind at that time, and from that moment on, he Ding Laogen would never do any more with the "Han Army" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

Now, he just wanted to hurry up and take these brothers with him so that they could return safely. Then, find a quiet place to farm and survive with his brothers, and no longer mingle with the smoky world outside.

"Damn, Ding Laogen, your bastard's ears are stuffed with wool, or are you fucking already thrown in a ditch, and if you don't ask your bastards to dodge Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will even cut you together"

Looking at Ding Laogen, who looked like a dead grandmother, with sad brows and drooping eyes, as if he hadn't heard his shouts at all, Abdulusule was on fire. While scolding, he urged his mount, danced the machete in his hand, and really squeezed towards Ding Laogen.

Ding Laogen looked at Abdulusule crowded in the crowd, the palm of the big knife tightly held at his waist was gushing with sweat, and his eyes were not very big, and they were getting rounder and redder.

"Damn, hurry up and order all those bastards of yours to get out of the way"

Abdul Rusule put the grim and cold machete on Ding Laogen's neck.

In fact, although Abdulusule was very angry and annoyed at this time, Abdulusule made such a move just to scare and scare Ding Laogen. After all, in the past, for untouchables like Ding Laogen, Abdulusul had long been arrogant.

But Abdul Rusul didn't know that he had arrived home by mistake this time.

Although Abdulusule waited for Ding Laogen's answer, it was a pity that Ding Laogen gave him this answer not with his mouth, but with a knife.

Abdulusule never imagined that Ding Laogen would grab the shaft of his knife with one hand. Just when he had to follow Ding Laogen's momentum and lean forward, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Ding Laogen's other hand pulled out the big knife under his rib and stabbed Abdulusul in the heart.

Ding Laogen, who tightened his lips, withdrew his blood-dripping broadsword and raised it high towards his soldiers around him, "Brothers, since we can't leave, then we simply won't leave." Kill, kill these our masters, whether it is Wei or the devil, killing one is enough, killing two will earn one, whoever is the best will go"

The Hui Manchurian soldiers who robbed the ship were stunned for a moment, and then they turned back one after another, wielding all kinds of weapons and shouting the same word "kill", and killed the Uyghur army of Abdulusul.

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