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While Shalabrak was teaching Petrovsky and his hungry ghosts of Tsarist Russia a hard lesson, Ren Huabang had long been on guard against Petrovsky, an old ghost, who would retreat when he had nothing to do. Therefore, Ren Huabang not only arranged a guard force in advance on the north bank of the Emin River, west of Shalabulak, but also kept an eye on Petrovsky's every move from time to time.

On the night of December 29, as soon as the news of a big change in the camp of the hungry ghosts of Tsarist Russia, which had been built far away more than ten miles outside the city of Shalabulak, Ren Huabang concluded that this must be that Petrovsky's old ghost had really begun to flee westward.

Similar to Liu Changlin in Ergetu, Ren Huabang at this time did not have the interest of following Petrovsky's ass right away. Instead, after a brief discussion with Han Qifeng, the commander of his first division, he personally took more than 1,000 iron horsemen from the military special service regiment, and it seemed that he didn't care where Petrovsky was fleeing, but first galloped north for more than ten miles on his own, until he crossed the frozen Emin River, and then turned west and pointed west along the north bank of the Emin River.

Petrovsky "quietly" left the sad Shalabulak, and after plunging headlong into the vast sea of sand, there was a more convenient way for his current army of hungry ghosts to escape. That is, he should first march north, cross the sea of sand only twenty or thirty miles deep, cross the Emin River, and then follow the edge of the desert to Yar (Zhaofeng City) in the northwest.

But Petrov did not dare to go like this.

It is estimated that in his opinion, although this walk is more suitable for his team that is already overwhelmed, it is also more risky. Because along the way, he will not only have to pass by that Shalabulak, but also face threats from the side of Bhaktu.

Petrovsky was realistic, and now he knew that he and his remnants of the defeated army would no longer be able to withstand any blows.

So, as soon as Petrov and his hungry ghosts left Shalabrak, they had to hurry to the west to "rush". He was to join up with the withdrawn troops of the Ergetu side, and then advance northward, clinging to the right bank of Tugul Pond.

Petrovsky's purpose in doing this is actually quite simple.

First, it can strengthen the strength of the troops withdrawn from the direction of Shalabulak, and play the effect of huddling together for warmth; Second, they can also avoid the attacks of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's army as much as possible.

But Petrovsky had forgotten that his officers and soldiers, who were now suffering from hunger and hated to pounce on their fellow kind, could still afford to enjoy the kind of bounty bestowed upon them by the great desert.

From the former picnic place of the hungry ghosts of Tsarist Russia outside the city of Shalabulak to the Tugul Pond, it is actually only a mere forty or fifty miles away. It is a pity that even this journey of only forty or fifty miles, Petrovsky and his hungry ghosts desperately "galloped" for most of the night, and they were not able to complete the journey.

Petrovsky's hateful, gnashing of teeth hated their God was too blind to make time so short. Because the sky was already bright, not only did he not see what Tugul Pond really looked like, but he also did not see the shadow of the group of men and horses that should have been withdrawn from Ergetu.

In fact, for these hungry Tsarist Russian hungry ghosts under Petrovsky's current command, it is even more comfortable to sit in place and wait for the Red Army to be beaten by the sky, than to run away.

But Petrovsky, who was almost desperate, gradually realized that he was still lucky after calming down. Because, after all, until now, no sign of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's army has been found to be surrounding and catching up.

So, Petrovsky cheered up and took his gang who had already begun to walk a step and couldn't wait to shake it three times, and after ten meters and eight meters, a few more hungry warriors who were about to fall would grit their teeth and continue their arduous and long journey.

It was not until the sun hanging overhead that Petrovsky finally took a sip of the sweet water of Tugul Pond, and finally saw the men and horses who had come from Ergetu, who were also unbearable.

The villagers saw the tears in their eyes, and the hungry ghosts of Tsarist Russia who gathered again at this time were even more grief-stricken.

Looking at it, the original majestic and domineering Omsk Legion has long since disappeared, and what is left are some scum who are so hungry that they will sweat and ripple when they move a little, and they will even sift their bodies into a ball when they sit there, and they are not even as good as Hanako.

For a whole day, plus more than half a night, not only did they travel less than fifty miles in total, but they also lost nearly one-fifth of their generals.

But after all, this is just the beginning, if you continue to walk, what will it look like?

Petrovsky really didn't even dare to think about it.

There is no other way, and there is only one way to survive

So, on the night of December 30, 1857, under the direction of Petrovsky, the devil, a thrilling drama was staged on the east bank of the Tugul Pond.

First, the cries and cries of people resounded in the night sky on the east bank of Tugul Pond, and then the cries and cries of people were incessant.

In the midst of this horrific sound, the wounded soldiers and the old and weak of Tsarist Russia, who were already withered, were slaughtered one by one like cattle and sheep. Then, their bodies were turned into strips of meat that were skewered on spear thorns and roasted on the fire......

After eating and drinking, the hungry ghosts of Tsarist Russia, as Petrovsky imagined, were instantly rejuvenated.

The next day, Petrovsky took his remaining officers and soldiers, who could be called elite soldiers, and in only half a day, they galloped for more than 30 miles in the sea of sand.

Petrovsky looked up at the sky, today is another good day.

In the clear sky at noon, the sun was generously spreading its dazzling rays on the earth, which also made Petrovsky, who had been cold for many days, feel a rare warmth.

As long as they did not encounter the troops of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and could safely cross the Emin River, he and his Tsarist warriors could continue their trek northwest and cross the Yar River to Yar with the "barbecue" they were carrying.

When he thought of this, Petrovsky couldn't help but think of Colonel Chernyaev and Consul Tatarinov, who were still in the city of Tarbahatai and were eagerly waiting for his rescue.

Alas, now that I think about it, I am really fortunate to have Cherniaev and Tatarinov, two good people who have always held on to the city of Tarbagatai. If it weren't for the fact that he had restrained a large number of Taiping Tian ** teams, then now he would really have become the old turtle in the urn of the Taiping Tian ** team.

Don't worry, Chernyaev, Tatarinov, sooner or later, I, Petrovsky, will avenge you two tsarist heroes

Thinking of this, Petrovsky turned his gaze from the direction of Tarbahatai City, resolutely turned back, and looked at the Emin River, which was glowing with ice in the sun a mile away, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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