Bai'er walked at the front, calmly passing through the fast-running Turpan soldiers. These people were going to put out the fire, or to kill Koyali and others.
Turpan people did not make up the majority of the soldiers at the North Gate. Their main force was transferred to the East Gate by him, which was the main attack direction of the Ming Dynasty army.
A short and stocky Uighur soldier saw Bai'er from a distance, winked at his companions, then looked flatteringly at Qianhu Tulupan next to him, and said with a smile: "Sir, Bai'er, that dissolute man.
The young master is here again, this time, we have to cooperate well to win all his money."
Kaizi is naturally liked by everyone.
That Turpan Qianhu was the guard general of the North Gate. He touched his beard and said sternly: "During the period of guarding the city, he only had a strict order from General Ding not to gather for gambling. Anyone who violates it will be beheaded! Besides, there was a fire in the city just now."
, I’m afraid that enemy troops may sneak in, so be careful and make sure you don’t make any mistakes!”
The stocky Uighur soldier smiled and said: "In the Tibetan Army Cave over there, there are all brothers who are familiar with each other. If we come and fight a few times, there will be no news. Besides, looking at this situation, the Ming invaders are preparing to besiege for a long time.
We won't be able to fight for a while. As for the fire in the city, it is dry and dry now. It is rare for this dilapidated city to not have a fire every day."
Master Qianhu patted the shoulder of this intimate soldier, nodded with satisfaction, and emphasized: "Military discipline comes first. You can keep an eye on it here. I will go to the Tibetan Soldier Cave to inspect military discipline."
Bai'er walked through the open space in front of the city gate, greeted the familiar soldiers, and asked the brothers to disperse according to the plan. He took only Wayachi and walked towards the hiding cave.
He knew the time very accurately and the mentality of the Turpan family. His only worry was that another Turpan family would appear and disrupt the whole plan. Or maybe a group of people suddenly appeared.
Turpan soldiers rushed out and chopped them into pieces.
The two Turpan soldiers looked at this well-known young man from Liucheng and snickered inwardly. This unlucky boy had come to offer sacrifices to Master Qianhu again.
Bai'er was not wearing armor, and no one could see the chainmail he wore under his cloak. Turpan people were not very wary of this young master who only knew how to flirt with girls.
"Young Master Bai'er!" After entering the Tibetan Soldier Cave, the Turpan Qianhu came up to him and made a little joke.
The rich one is the eldest young master. Bai'er's family is considered to be the leading wealthy family in Liucheng.
Although Mr. Qianhu has a high position, he is the concubine of an unknown small family in Turpan, and his money bag is quite empty. This is also the reason why he is eager to defraud Bai'er of money. Several Uighurs are gambling together.
, are all his accomplices.
Bai'er looked back and saw that Wayachira and the stocky Uighur soldier had blocked the exit of the Tibetan Soldier Cave. This was their usual method to conceal their gambling in the cave.
This cave for hiding soldiers is not big, with a square structure and can accommodate dozens of people. It is not connected with other caves for hiding soldiers. It is indeed a good place for gambling.
With a smile on his face, Bai'er stepped forward to greet him. According to the etiquette of the Uighur people, he hugged the Qianhu master. He said with a smile: "Sir, I haven't seen you for several days, but your style is still the same."
He was smiling and talking, but his right hand stretched out from his cloak and inserted a gleaming dagger into Lord Qianhu's waist at a rapid speed.
The Turpan Qianhu felt a sharp pain. He wanted to break away from Bai'er's embrace, but he felt that two more daggers were pierced into his back. He turned his head hard to look, but there were two fearful people who had always been respectful.
The Wu'er gamblers had ferocious smiles on their faces, and their hands were breaking away from the handle of the dagger.
"you……"
Master Qianhu stared angrily and was about to shout, but Bai'er didn't give him this chance. He twisted his wrist with his right hand, and the dagger turned fiercely in Master Qianhu's body, and blood shot out like an arrow. A fearful
The Wu'er people stepped forward quickly and covered Master Qianhu's mouth to prevent him from making any sound.
Outside the Tibetan Soldier Cave, there were hundreds of Turpan gatekeepers, as well as city defenders patrolling back and forth. If even a little bit of news leaked out, none of the Wuer-fearing warriors at the North Gate would have survived.
The dagger stabbed upwards along the ribs, and penetrated Master Qianhu's heart. Bai'er's hand became more and more stable and strong, and the trembling and panic he felt when he first arrived at the north gate had disappeared without a trace.
Lord Qianhu twisted his body a few times and collapsed in the arms of the Uighur man who covered his mouth. What came out of his mouth was not a cry, but streams of blood, pouring out of the Uighur man.
man's fingers.
The Uighur man had no intention of letting go. It wasn't until Mr. Qianhu's eyes were completely closed that he slowly let go of his hand, shook it a few times, and wiped the blood clots on his hand on the wall next to him.
Bai'er pulled out the dagger, released his numb arm, slowly placed the body of Master Qianhu on the ground, turned to look at Wayachi, and nodded.
Wayachila looked at each other with the short and stocky Uighur man, and the Uighur man walked out. After a while, he brought in a Turpan man dressed as a hundred households.
Walking into the cave from the outside, the light changes from bright to dark. Everyone has a short period of visual adaptation, and this Baihu was no exception. Before he could clearly see what was going on inside, he felt a chill in his throat.
Wayachi's killing techniques far surpassed that of his good brother Bai'er. He swung his dagger and slit the Baihu's throat cleanly, letting the other person die silently without any need for accomplices.
Cover your mouth.
"One step at a time, follow the plan."
Bai'er nodded and looked at Wayachi with admiration. He killed all the Turpan officers guarding the north gate and incited the Uighur soldiers who made up the majority of the guards to rebel. This was his first step plan.
This plan is not perfect, and there are even many loopholes and disadvantages. But nothing in this world is perfect.
Bai'er's heroic heart was burning fiercely. His journey to the Western Regions started from this small city gate and began a magnificent life journey that spanned decades.
Killing the officers of the North Gate was not the whole plan to seize the gate, because there was still a very technical problem that needed to be solved by Bai Aer.
There is an Wengcheng at the north gate of Liucheng. The Turpan people firmly control the iron gate of the Wengcheng and the suspension bridge outside the city. The hundreds of households guarding the Wengcheng are not in harmony with the thousand households guarding the city gate.
, so you can’t fool him.
Under the cover of the Uighur soldiers, Bai'er quickly ran across the horse path of the north city gate. There was a room on the side of the city gate tower, which was the only way to go to the Wengcheng. And in the room, there were
The cables and wooden wheels that control the suspension bridge outside the city.
If the North Gate is to be dedicated to the Ming army, there are two important factors that must be taken into consideration.
First of all, it is the reaction of the Ming army, such as fake surrender. It is common in ancient and modern times. The commander of the Ming army, the British Duke, is by no means a fool. Even if the two sides made an agreement in advance, the Ming army's troops entering the city would first send some cannon fodder to die, and by the way
Test Bai Aer's sincerity.
This required Bai'er's people not only to seize the North Gate and Wengcheng, but also to block the Turpan people's attack and buy time for the Ming army's tentative approach.
Secondly, there is the reaction in the city. It is completely unknown whether Koyeli's plan of arson and killing can attract the attention of the Turpan people and divert some of the pressure.
However, everything depends on human effort. Bai Al believes in one thing, that is, there are some things. If you do it, you may fail; but if you don't do it, you will never have the possibility of success.
Wayachira and dozens of brothers followed Bai'er closely. They were all wearing Turpan military uniforms. After pouring into the room, they quickly eliminated the two Turpan soldiers guarding inside.
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More than ten Uighur soldiers joined their team. In Turpan, the Uighurs were not only oppressed by the Turpan people, but also ranked behind other ethnic groups. They usually served as cannon fodder in front of the battle.
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This dissatisfaction with the Turpan people caused the Uighur uprisings to occur one after another for more than a hundred years.
He was wary of the Uighur soldiers, but what he didn't expect was that a young man like Bai'er could risk his life and lead the rebellion.
"Hold this place," Bai'er said to Vaye Chila. "When the screams come from the front, cut off the ropes, lower the suspension bridge, and destroy all the wheels!"
Wa Yechi smiled and said nothing. He just waved the scimitar in his hand and the blade stopped above the rope.
"who are you?"
Bai'er had just emerged from the room, and before his left foot stepped on the wooden stairs outside the door, a shout came from the wall of Wengcheng. It was in Mongolian, and it was obvious that it was from the Turpan people guarding Wengcheng.
"I'm here to visit Qihale Baihu," Bai A'er said with a smile, "I'm Bai A'er Hassan, this brother, I invited you to drink wine a few days ago, don't you know me now?"
The Turpan soldier pointed a straight face and asked, pointing to the room above: "How can the people inside let you come over? The general has an order. No one is allowed to approach the Wengcheng without his order!"
Although he was the sponsor, he was not as valuable as his own life. A dozen Turpan soldiers guarding the exit of the stairs, holding long guns, did not fall out, but they did not have a good face. They blocked Bai Aer on the stairs, unable to advance or retreat.
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"Oh, my dad is the one who guards the city with thousands of households," Bai'er said jokingly with a cynical expression on his face, "What military orders are there, aren't they just used by officials to fool us brothers?"
He took out a few ingots of silver from his arms, each ingot weighing five or six taels. He stepped forward and without any explanation, pulled out his spear, handed it into the hands of the leading soldier, and greeted him affectionately: "Brother, what do you call me?
"
"Bachi."
"Brother Ba Chi, we hit it off as soon as we met," Bai'er said with a smile, "You know I am a person who loves to make friends with heroes all my life. We don't have anything else. Money, that's enough! When you finish your duty, you can follow my brother
Let’s go to the wine shop in the city and find some beautiful women. We won’t come back until we’re drunk.” Then he said to all the Turpan soldiers nearby: “Brothers, after your duty is over, let’s go together. Anyone who doesn’t go is a coward.
, just a softie!"
Ba Chi frowned. He knew that this eldest young master usually fawned over his Baihu, and what he wanted was the power of the Baihu to guard Wengcheng, which would allow him to come and go freely inside and outside the city. But now the Ming army is besieging the city.
Why does he still want to have the power to come in and out of you? Besides, he is here to curry favor with a little pawn like me?
Although the Mongolians did not say that they would be courteous for nothing and steal or steal, Ba Chi would never be fooled by something that was obviously wrong.
He was about to accept the money and refuse sternly, but his vision went dark.
Bai Aer suddenly stretched out his arms, wrapped around Ba Chi's shoulders, pulled the opponent's chin back with his left hand, and pulled out a knife from his sleeve with his right hand, slashing Ba Chi's throat fiercely.
Following Bai'er's actions, dozens of Uighur men rushed out from the window of the room at the top of the stairs and chopped down the dozen Turpan soldiers on the city wall.
There was chaos on the narrow wall of Wengcheng! (To be continued...)