Every bloody battle is the soil from which heroes are born. There is an old saying, one general's achievements are worth ten thousand bones, and this is what it means.
These two wars in Shazhou and Liucheng are related to the survival of the Turpan Sultanate, and also related to whether the Ming Empire will extend its tentacles into the Western Regions, and whether the Green Believers can introduce jihad to Hexi.
The eyes of the entire Western Region were focused on the Battle of Mingtu. Even the talented young man Ismail I, thousands of miles away, slowed down the Safavid dynasty's eastward advance. And his good friend, the tycoon of the troubled times in the past,
Banni even sent an army of 5,000 men to march southeast along the Tianshan North Road, preparing to divide the power vacuum left after the demise of the Turpan Kingdom.
The little butterfly Zhu Shou made the situation in the Western Regions more subtle. The long arrow destined to shoot at Shabani needed to fly in the air for a while.
And in Liucheng, a foreign hero from the Western Regions is about to be born. His name is Bai'er Hasan.
This is a green Uighur name, Bai'er is his Uighur name, and Hasan is his green religious name. His great-great-grandfather, named Aheibashi, was the last Wanhu of Liucheng Kingdom
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Ten Thousand Households is the title given to Liucheng State by the Ming Dynasty. During the Yongle period, the talented Zhu Laosi managed the Western Regions, and countless small countries rushed to flatter him. It was at that time that the chief of Liucheng, Wa Chila, became the ruler of the Ming Dynasty.
The army has thousands of households.
The specific time of the demise of Liucheng State cannot be determined in detail. After the last tribute was paid in the 13th year of Zhengtong, this small country disappeared from the long river of history. Like its neighbor Huozhou, it was gradually becoming stronger.
Annexed by the Turpan Sultanate.
Ahei died in the rebellion. One of his concubines survived and successfully blended into the Turpan Sultanate and became a Qianhu garrison in Liucheng. He was Bai'erhasan's great-grandfather.
In Bai'erhasan's generation, his father, Chilima Heimu, was a Qianhu garrison in Liucheng. He was an upright and unsmiling man.
When more than 100,000 Ming troops besieged the city, Bai Erhasan found his father and said, "The opportunity has come!"
Yechilima Heimu looked at the handsome young man in front of him, sighed, and shook his head: "Just do it. I will not betray Allah."
Bai'er Hasan looked at his father and sneered: "You only prayed twice yesterday! You didn't do the morning prayer, midday prayer or evening prayer!"
Yechilima Heimu whispered: "Then...people must have a little respect. Whether it is Allah, Buddha, or the Immortal God, if there is someone who can make me talk about it, I will be satisfied."
Bai A'er and Hasan looked disappointed: "If you don't stand up, brothers will be disappointed! Anyway, from today on, I don't want to be called Hasan anymore. Bai A'er, this is my name!"
Yechilima Heimu shook his head firmly and said no more.
Bai'er gritted his teeth and was about to leave. But he heard his father stop him: "Here is a pair of chain armor. Wear it on your body. The east gate is the most heavily guarded. If you want to dedicate the city, the north gate is the best."
Yechilima Heimu took out a pair of chain mail from the wardrobe beside him. He put it on for his son with his own hands and put a sheep's felt cloak on it.
After Bai A'er left, Yechilima Heimu sat down on the chair with tears streaming down his face. He looked at the direction his son was leaving and said softly: "Be careful."
Collaborating with the enemy in battle is a crime that is punishable by death, no matter which country you belong to.
Bai A'er wants to be a hero, but at his core, he is still a human being, with people and things that he can't let go of, such as his father and his lover.
The person he likes is a Turpan woman. The barriers between ethnic groups cannot stop the love between men and women. This woman named Amirna lives near the east gate of Liucheng.
After the Ming army arrived, he demolished all the houses in the east gate and used them as rolling logs and stones. Amirna's family had to rent at a relative's house in the west gate.
When the cold morning air blew in from the door, Bai A'er saw Amirna.
They are very familiar with each other. Although Amirna is from Turpan, she is not a rich lady from a rich family. She is still wearing the same clothes as when they were dating yesterday, with a purple veil covering her feet.
Wearing a pair of felt boots, her eyes were dark blue, and her thick velvet hair was tied with a red ribbon from the Central Plains, revealing her elegantly contoured cheeks, small ears and white neck.
This red ribbon was a token of love given to her by Bai A'er.
Seeing her lover coming, Amirna's face showed a happy smile. She was very beautiful, especially when she smiled, her eyes were full of bright light.
In Bai'er's eyes, Amirna was his belief and his god. Even though this girl was the Turpanese he hated the most, he still couldn't help but fall in love with her.
Love seems to have no borders.
As she approached, Bai A'er greedily sniffed the faint body fragrance on her body. Unlike those Turpan women who seldom bathed, Amirna's body was very clean. Under the well-informed Bai A'er,
In his eyes, his sweetheart is no different from the legitimate daughters of the wealthy families in the Central Plains, or even slightly worse.
"Why are you here again?" After being happy, Amirna glanced worriedly at the courtyard behind her, which was the house of her relatives. "Uncle doesn't like you. He said you were a false green cultist and said he would kill you if he had the chance.
you."
Bai'er smiled disdainfully and said: "Your uncle Nasser, that coward, a few days ago, he said that I was a Shiite."
Amirna pulled her lover aside into an alley, and whispered: "You have to endure it for a few more days, and you will come less often. When the Ming invaders are repulsed, and I return home, it will not be too late to get together again."
Bai Aer stretched out his hand, reached into her veil, caressed her smooth and white cheek, and said softly: "But I miss you so much that I can't see you for a day. Even when I drink water, there is your reflection in the water."
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Amirna's face turned red. She looked around a few times and saw that no one was around. She quickly picked up her veil, exposed her beautiful lips, and kissed her lover's face quickly. Then.
He ran out of the alley happily.
From a distance, her silver bell-like laughter could be heard.
Bai Aer stood there, looking at the girl's graceful back, and for a moment, he couldn't help but be fascinated.
After an unknown amount of time, two coughs came from behind him, and he turned around. He saw two majestic men standing at the entrance of the alley, looking at him with half-smiles.
"Meet Amirna again?" A man asked softly, pressing the hilt of a knife at his waist.
His name is Wayachila, and he is a best friend who grew up with Bai Aer. Another man is his biological brother Keyeli.
"Maybe this is the last time we see each other," Bai Aer patted his friend's shoulder and said with a smile, "When we leave this street, our lives will be handed over to Changshengtian."
Ke Yeli smiled and said: "I believe in Buddha."
There are more than a hundred people in this group of confidants gathered by Bai Aer. None of them are true green believers. Some have eaten pork, some do not observe the five pillars, and some believe in both Buddha and Changshengtian.
In short, in the Western Regions during the Ming Dynasty, such people were not a minority.
They all grew up in Liucheng and were very familiar with the situation in the city. Taking advantage of the gap between the Turpan army's defense changes, they found a small alley on the left side of the north gate.
His reputation as a famous general of the first generation was forged from a sea of blood.
The defense in the city was so severe that it was a bit uncomfortable, especially near the city walls and gates. Looking at the groups of Turpan people, Bai'er felt a little nervous and impatient in his heart.
His plan was not flawless. On the contrary, without the personal support of his father, Chilima Kuroki, it was still unknown how many people in the city were willing to respond to him.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. From the moment he decided to betray Turpan, he had no way out.
"We need a feint."
Wayachila said softly, his main job is as a garrison for hundreds of households, and his side job is as a horse bandit in the desert. He has very rich war experience.
"Yes, set fire to nearby houses to attract the attention of the Turpan people." Ke Yeli, a Buddhist believer, came up with the idea of killing people and setting fires. "This way, the brothers in Beimen can cooperate with us.
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"Who will set the fire?" Bai'er finally asked this sentence. Turpan people are not fools. The chance of survival of the person who sets the fire is less than 10%.
"I'm the one who will do the trick, of course," Ke Yeli said with a smile, "I hope the Buddha can save me."
Bai'er didn't show any pretense, didn't say anything, stretched out his hands and hugged Keyeli forcefully. If the dedication to the city failed, the survival gap between him and Keyeli would only be one or two hours.
The dedication of the city goes smoothly, and he will die at any time before the Ming army rushes in. If everything can be successful by chance, then Ke Yeli's family will naturally be taken care of by brothers like them. No matter how much you say, it will be nonsense.
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Wa Yechila also hugged his younger brother and said softly: "Run faster."
The plan of this group of people was drawn up by Wayachila himself. After several nights of consultation, there were still many loopholes in the details, such as the current arson.
Even whether the Ming army could receive the signal in time, whether Beicheng's internal intelligence could cooperate, whether they would be discovered by the Turpan people, etc. There were too many loopholes in the plan. Maybe they were caught before they even got close to the Beicheng gate.
Caught them all in one go.
Although they have experienced countless battles, this time, in the hearts of Bai'er and Wa Yechila, was the most dangerous.
Looking at Keyeli's back, Bai'er felt a little tight in his chest. If he failed, he would never see Amirna again; if he succeeded, all the Turpan people in the city would be captured by the Ming army.
, perhaps torn to pieces by the angry Uighurs.
When the time comes, you have to hurry up and get Amirna to your side!
Worries about his sweetheart, sense of responsibility for the nation, and his own ambitions tormented the young Bai Aer quite a lot.
Not long after, thick smoke suddenly billowed out from a house closest to Beicheng, and Koyeli and the brothers he brought started to take action!
This was the horn of life and death. Bai Aer shook his head vigorously and walked out of the alley. Behind him were nearly a hundred muscular men.
They all put on Turpan military uniforms, but tied a thin, black cotton belt around their arms to show the difference. (To be continued...)