Chapter 342: Mustard Life

The snow hit the face, it hurt a little, but more of it was cold.

Kurmanbek suddenly understood one thing, the cavalry of Guangfu Town appeared here today, either because there were huge logistics troops behind them, or they had found a supply point in Andijan or in the Fergana Basin. Obviously, the possibility of the former is very low, even if the soldiers of Guangfu Town are good at fighting, but the whole area is still under the control of the Russians after all, and there are garrisons in each town, and there is a simple cable telegraph network between each other, so it is very unwise to go behind enemy lines like this. You must know that although there is such a strategy in the military book as not entering the tiger's den to get the tiger, this is a risky plan, and no one will make such a risky decision unless it is absolutely necessary. The novel is simple, but in real life, if you really use such a strategy, you often die by using the person himself.

"Where the hell did they set up the contact point?" Kurman Bek's brows furrowed, this kind of thing is big and big, and small and small. The entire Ferghana Basin must have been a thief, but this is not surprising, this area was originally the territory of the Qing Dynasty, but it was only occupied by the Russians, and it was only a dozen years before and after. Coupled with the remoteness of the location, the Russians are also considered alien here. Originally, when he was fighting, he brought a large number of troops, and under the suppression, everyone was honest. But now that the war in the north is urgent, the army should go and adjust. In recent years, the Russian dominance in the region has not been strengthened, but has been gradually weakened.

Kurmanbek doesn't really care about whether the Russians can continue to rule this land, but if Guangfu Town has a contact point in the Fergana Basin, then the entire region will be under the elusive cavalry of Guangfu Town.

If it had been before, Kurmanbek didn't care, the well water on both sides did not interfere with the river water, although it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with him, but he can't live a worse life in the future than now. But...... It's useless to say this, there is no regret medicine in the world.

This time, all the people dispatched by the Madayir tribe looked at the white-robed knights in the distance with angry expressions, and some of them had tears on their faces that had not yet dried. Hatred ignited their hearts, and the hands of the weapons they clutched burst out, and their snorts were very rapid. Most of them looked tense and clenched their teeth, eager to eat the life of the person opposite.

At this moment, from the cavalry of Guangfu Town, someone came out with a horse, this person was not tall, but very strong, and the difference was that the skull mandibles painted on the mask on his face were not black, but sky blue.

"Let your head come out and talk!"

The man spoke very politely, but the accent sounded like that of an Andijan native.

Hearing this, Kurman Bek snorted coldly, he naturally did not show weakness at this juncture, but just shouted: "Brother Zhang Xian, follow me out of the battle to meet this person!" ”

When Zhang Bing heard this, he was depressed in his heart! He was hiding in the brigade for fear of being sniped to death. As a result, he was named by Kurman Buick, which is tantamount to flying disaster! But at the current juncture, he couldn't be a turtle with a shrunken head, so he had to take the horse out of the team.

"Who's coming?" Blue Skull spoke first.

The distance between the two sides was about fifty meters, and Kurmanbeak understood that the man in front of him was not the supreme commander of this team. But he must come out, or he will lose his prestige among the clan.

"I am the patriarch of the tribe of Madayir, Kurmanbik. Who are you? ”

"Herald of the Third Battalion of the Cavalry of Guangfu Town, Tyvia!"

Tyvia looked at Kurman Beek, then at Zhang Bing, and suddenly sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, you are Zhang Bing, the leader of the horse bandits who originally wandered in southern Xinjiang?" ”

Although there was not much expression on his face, Zhang Bing was so frightened that he never thought that the other party actually knew him. It seems that the other party is also one of the cavalry who surrounded and suppressed him all the way to the town of Guangfu.

Tyvisia raised his left hand, because he was wearing a mask, and there was some distance and snow, so Kurman Bek and Zhang Bing couldn't see the expression on Tyvesia's face clearly.

"Zhang Bing, five years ago, you took a horse bandit to commit a crime near Tacheng and killed half of the village. Among them was my father...... Brother...... After the gang rape, he killed my mother, my pregnant sister-in-law, and my sister. ”

For each time she said a loved one, Tyvisia dropped a finger, and finally when all five fingers fell, the palm turned into a fist. Green tendons exposed, angry fists!

"So you have to die today!"

Tyvesia's fist swung down hard, and a gunshot rang out from the cavalry behind him. Before Zhang Bing could react, he was immediately lifted off his horse and fell heavily on the snow, turning into a dead body after only a few convulsions.

The camp of the Madayir tribe was immediately in chaos, and one of Zhang Bing's remaining subordinates suddenly jumped out of the group, seemingly wanting to collect the corpse, but just after leaving the team, another shot rang out among the cavalry in Guangfu Town, and this person became one of Zhang Bing's followers in hell.

This is a complete shock to everyone!

Although Kurmanbek maintained a calm posture, the war horse under his crotch was frightened, that is, he grew up on horseback since he was a child, and his equestrian skills were outstanding, otherwise the horse would have run away in fright.

Tyvia didn't have much expression, as if killing Zhang Bing was just a gesture, he just sneered and said to Kurman Bek: "Without this eye-catching goods, we can talk about things calmly." ”

"Humph!"

Kurman Bek, who had managed to calm down the horses, snorted coldly, and the clansmen behind him roared like wolves, waving their weapons in their hands and making fierce noises, as if they were emboldening themselves. However, the cavalry of Guangfu Town on the opposite side was unmoved, obviously not taking these thousands of people into account.

"I wonder if we've offended your Madayir tribe in Guangfu Town?" Tyvesia has returned to a normal level, and the ancient well is not wavering.

"Liberation Town?" Kurman Bek sneered: "I haven't heard of it, I only know that it is our Russian land, and you are just horse thieves." ”

Without saying a word, Tyvisia suddenly laughed out loud, and then pointed at Kurmanbek with the horsewhip in his hand, and said, "Old man, remember what you said!" ”

With that, Tyvia was about to turn his horse and return to his team, but at that moment, a loud roar came from the Madayil tribe.

"Wait!"

Although this voice is loud, it is very old when you hear it.

An old man on crutches suddenly walked out of the Madayir tribe, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted. The old man is very strange, three steps and one bow, nine steps and one kowtow, which is completely a big gift.