The communication between the Soviet and Erden Mutu did not require a translator. Although Erden Mutu did not understand Russian and the Soviet did not understand Chinese and Mongolian, they both spoke fluent Kazakh. In northern Xinjiang
Altay is a multi-ethnic area, and it is very common for people to speak two or three languages.
This Soviet man is not a Kazakh, but a pure Russian, and he is from Moscow. His full name is Yevgeny Petrovich Petrov. However, he majored in Kazakh language and worked in the Soviet Union.
He worked as an official in Kazakhstan, a member country, and was later transferred to Moscow. Erdenmutu was born in western Outer Mongolia, near northern Xinjiang. He has been living in the Altay region since he was a child, and he also speaks Kazakh.
Erdenmutu is in his fifties. His parents died when he was young. He has been hanging out in the north of the Tianshan Mountains since he was a boy. He began to live a half-nomadic and half-bandit life. Later, he joined a gang and became a professional bandit. Together with Mongolian gangs, Kazakhstan
They have dealt with gangs, Cossack gangs, and Han and Hui gangs. They are smart, bold, and ruthless.
Later, his cavalry gang gradually grew in size. During the Soviet-Russian Civil War, he successively recruited several remnants of the Russian White Army, which actually grew to tens of thousands of cavalry and became the largest personal armed force in northern Xinjiang. In the 1920s, he was led by Denikin.
The White Guard resistance movement was incorporated into the White Guard resistance movement and was given the designation "Novosibirsk White Guard", with Altay, northern Xinjiang, China as the
In the base area, the cavalry attacked in all directions, including the eastern part of Soviet Kazakhstan and the southern part of Novosibirsk, which were his scope of activities. He continuously recruited farmers whose land had been confiscated and herdsmen whose livestock had been confiscated, looted towns, and fought against the Soviet Red Army.
Whenever "collectivization" intensified in the Soviet Union, his team could grow rapidly.
By the late 1920s, all the White Army forces west of the Ural Mountains were basically wiped out, and the Bolshevik rule in Russia became more and more stable. The Belarusian spiritual leader Denikin also went into exile in France, and the entire "White Guard" movement entered a low ebb. The Soviet Red Army was able to vacate
Take action and mobilize heavy troops to deal with Central Asia
"The remaining white bandits". Erdenmutu's cavalry fought several battles with the Red Army cavalry. Unexpectedly, the opponent was the famous Red Army cavalry general Budyoni. Erdenmutu suffered a big loss, sobered up and knew that Su Jing was not there.
It was easy to mess around, so he pulled his team back to northern Xinjiang to collect protection fees from the princes of various ministries to maintain expenses.
At this time, Erden Mutu bought the title of "Major General" from the Qing government, got an official designation, and was transformed from a political gangster into an official army of the Qing Dynasty, becoming a glorious part of the Qing Dynasty's "Thousand Divisions Army".
Nominally, he was controlled by the Northwest Army Headquarters. But in fact, like other miscellaneous troops in the Qing army, basically no one could control him.
Now, although his team only has tens of thousands of people, accounting for only a small part of the entire "Northwest Army", it has been licked with blood and fought in many years. It belongs to the "fierce cavalry bandits" and is the "Northwestern Army".
"The most powerful one. In the Qing Dynasty, the railway was only built to the west.
In Ning's case, he is the emperor here. Even if he cannot be said to be the "King of Northern Xinjiang", he is at least the local emperor of the Altay region. If he hadn't brought him back in a relatively short time and there weren't too many people, he would have been there long ago.
He got the position of "Commander of the Northwest Army".
…
Erdenmutu was "raised as a child". He had a Cossack-style beard and two box guns in his waist. He was sitting on a tiger-skin chair with a frame in front of him. A large plate of mutton in front of him looked like a mountain.
With an eagle-like posture, he stared at the polite Soviet cadre in front of him who came from Moscow and "learned from childhood".
"Comrade Erdonmutu, please listen to me..."
"We have the same fucking ambition!" Erdenmutu yelled, "Who the hell is gay with you! Do you think I don't know what the fuck you are? Sigh! Mom!"
Yes, you are more thorough in grabbing food than us bandits.
After all, they didn’t even leave their damn seeds for the common people, so we won’t be able to grab food in the coming year. There are only corpses in the whole village... corpses are just corpses, and they all starved to death, no different from skeletons, not at all
I can't even pick out the meat, I want to eat some people
I can't even eat meat to survive... Damn it, I have been a bandit for decades, and it's only when I met you that I opened my eyes. You have the nerve to call us gangsters, I have banditry, and robbing food keeps people alive, and you guys can't even use banditry.
Don't even talk about it, just grab the remaining grain and grab the rations.
After grabbing the rations and grabbing seeds... If I hadn't pulled the team back in time, even a bandit like me would have starved to death!... And shamelessly called "wartime doctrine"... You can tell your conscience, you guys
It’s all this stuff!”
Petrov's face did not turn red, and his heart did not beat. He still said politely:
"Mr. Erdenmutu, please listen to me. The wartime communist policy you question is an extraordinary measure of a military nature that was forced to be taken under the cruel war environment and the special conditions of extreme shortage of supplies.
Comrade Lenin also said: Under the war conditions at that time, this policy basically
It is fundamentally correct. It allowed Soviet Russia to concentrate the country's material and financial resources to the maximum extent, thereby ensuring military victory, crushing the armed offensive of imperialism, defending the victorious results of the October Revolution, and defending the new Soviet power.
The necessary material prerequisites were created..."
Erdenmutu listened patiently to his chattering while cutting the mutton from the plate on the table to eat. He cut off a piece of mutton with a Kazakh scimitar, dipped it in the condiments and threw it into his mouth, shaking his head and chewing.
He swallowed it with satisfaction. When he tasted the delicious taste, he couldn't help but put one foot up on the chair.
After a while, he burped and dropped the knife.
At this time, Petrov was still promoting revolutionary theory to him:
"...stronger social superiority...great material abundance...people have enough food and clothing..."
Although Petrov was sent from Moscow, he was only a minor player, and he had not tasted meat for several months. While reciting the theory, he peeked at the large plate of mutton, and he was so greedy that he almost went crazy.
Erdenmutu burped again, picked his teeth, and grinned when he saw Petrov's appearance:
"You are a Red Army soldier and I am a White Army soldier. If you dare to fool me, you are also a man... Since you are a guest, you are also a man..."
He generously pushed the remaining large plate of mutton in front of him and said with a smile:
"Come on, friend, let's eat!"
Although Petrov grunted in his stomach, he still raised his head hesitantly and stared at the former "white bandit leader". He had eaten the white bandit's food, and if he asked anyone to report it, he would not go back.
His life is at risk.
"What?" Erdenmutu glared, "Friend, do you look down on me?"
With a "thud" sound, the Kazakh scimitar was nailed to the table, the handle still trembling.
Petrov closed his eyes in shock, and then thought to himself: Don't be afraid, don't lose your integrity in front of the white bandits.
He also laughed, took out the plate with a very heroic look, and started eating with a small scimitar. The fragrant mutton entered his mouth, and he almost immediately started to gobble it up.
Erdenmutu smiled and said:
"Look at how hungry you are, do you believe what the hell you say? Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, I don't understand it either. Let's talk about something practical... Why, you are the boss,
That Silin guy still refuses to let go? Or is he just asking me to
What kind of 'President of the Republic'? Let me tell you leaders, I don't want to be a president, and I don't want to join your stupid Soviet Union... Either I can honestly submit to the Ming Dynasty for peace... If I want to be independent, I must protect my independence.
I will be the emperor!"
After Petrov swallowed a large piece of mutton, it took him a long time to catch his breath. He shook his head and said:
"Mr. General, you are imperialist. We cannot support an imperialist country..."
"What kind of 'ism' is not -ism?" Erdenmutu sneered, "That is to say, you little shrimps below take what kind of 'ism' is serious... You bosses will not take these 'isms' seriously! Let's talk about you Lenin
Grandmaster, he has some sense
I think it's true... As for your current boss, let me tell you, that butcher only has two words in his eyes, one is 'power' and the other is 'profit'! What a fucking doctrine... Okay, okay, you
Go away and tell him to talk to me with someone who understands!"
Petrov held a small scimitar in one hand and a piece of mutton in the other. He raised his head and looked at him in astonishment.
Erdenmutu laughed, changed his smile again, and said with a smile:
"Haha, brother, how can you fool around like this! Alas, you might as well know what your boss is planning... Actually, he doesn't care whether I am an emperor or some kind of president! Damn it, he thought to himself
What's more, it's best for this guy to directly declare to be emperor! This way the Ming army won't tolerate it. Even if they just finish the war, they have to come and beat me again... He just wants me to declare the independence of Beijing, or declare the independence of Beijing.
If the Bualetay region becomes independent, then your Soviet Union will immediately recognize it, and then the Ming army will definitely come to attack me. Then tens of thousands of me will definitely be unable to resist it, and will be desperate. If I want to survive, I will definitely ask for help from your Soviet Union... Hum, then your Soviet Union will
It makes sense, they shouted 'protect weak countries from aggression', or 'protect Kazakh compatriots', and then the army marched in directly from Kazakhstan!
"The Ming Army's railway only reaches Xining, and the remaining more than two thousand kilometers are all on four wheels. Your Trans-Siberian Railway has a station here in Almaty, and you almost get off at the national border... Your entire railway journey from Moscow to here
, it’s almost like fighting at home. His Ming army marches thousands of miles, and the men and horses are chosen. Even if they use all the strength of the country, they are still no match for you! His Ming army has just conquered the entire north, and its foundation is not yet stable. Those officials in the north are still there.
deviate from morality,
The millions of Qing soldiers who were surrendered will have to be repositioned if they are not well settled. Hundreds of millions of new mouths have been added to the north to feed... How long do you think the Ming army can fight in this battle in the northwest? He deserves to fight for this place.
His life? Even if he risked his life, could he win?
? After three months and two months of fighting, we can no longer hold on, and we have to negotiate for peace. In the end, this northwest border is not drawn as you please!... Hum, my Altay, my northern Xinjiang, they are just like that.
My surname is Su..."
…
Petrov was stunned, looking at the big white bandit leader, dumbfounded.
Erdenmutu smiled and said:
"Go back and tell your boss that if you want me to declare independence, there is no problem. They are all here to fool around, so you almost have to give me face... But there is one thing. Don't discount the guns, money, and food I want, and ship them over quickly.
You are in trouble, and I am even more in trouble. Without these things, I dare not be independent and have no confidence. I don’t want to be a leader, and I won’t be stupid.
I want to be the emperor and get into trouble with Lady Zhu... I can just be a 'King', a 'Khan' or something like that. From now on, the Ming Dynasty, I, and the Soviet Union will be neighbors in harmony. Don't you just want that?
A buffer country? Okay, I will be this buffer country for you. If you people run over, I will tie you up and send you back. Is that okay?
"As for the Ming Dynasty, I still have to be a vassal and pay tribute. I have been around since I was a child, so I know how much I weigh. If no one has bigger fists, I have to be willing to be the younger brother. You big masters don't expect me to mess with the Ming Dynasty on your behalf.
, let you have another chance to extend your hand...I'm not that stupid, don't go too far, everyone can live with it...
"As for you Bolsheviks, you are all saints with your doctrines and doctrines! You don't live in the world, so I guess it's vulgar for me to call you my vassal and pay tribute to you... Well, the products of Northern Xinjiang are also considered
We are rich in minerals, petroleum, and forest resources. We will give priority to doing business with you. At most, we can offer you a preferential price. That’s enough! You guys
If I want to make further progress, I will simply surrender to the Ming Dynasty in order to be rich and peaceful in my old age... Then if you want to reach out again, you have to pull up your sleeves and grab it directly. Do you saints have the guts to wear the hat of 'invading army'?
…Okay, okay, I’ve said it all here, remember it, right? Go back and learn from your boss! If you don’t send it away to your friends..."