Ambassador Yang was walking in the city of Osh amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
However, the battle is not over yet. Those Dugrat soldiers are still searching for those hidden young men in the city and hacking them to death.
Groups of women and children were driven and escorted to the control areas occupied by each ministry.
The attack came so suddenly that no young man in the city had a chance to escape. Moreover, most of Osh's elite troops had already rushed to Tashkent, leaving only a few who stayed behind.
Yang Feng brought an army of 60,000 people. The total population of this city was not even 60,000!
In this way, he stepped on the dead bodies and blood all over the ground until he reached the city wall. Zhang Fu was admiring the vast land under the first ray of sunshine, and the empty plain spread forward...
"This place seems better than southern Xinjiang!"
Zhang Fu said.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? This was the Kingdom of Dawan during the Han Dynasty. Heavenly horses came from the extreme west and traveled thousands of miles to return to Youde. Carrying the power of the spirit, they surrendered to foreign countries and waded through the quicksand to surrender to all the barbarians.
This is the West Pole mentioned by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
As for southern Xinjiang, it is just quicksand as he said.
This can be said to be the best place in the entire river, and it is very suitable for farming. However, it is still a bit too far for us, and the control is very difficult. You can also feel how we got here. Compared to us, here
It's like another world. Even though the Tang Dynasty built fortresses in Shule and Suiye, they only married a clan daughter here.
Then as a vassal.
If we want to really farm here, we have to do it step by step. At least before we reach Kashgar, we won’t have time to consider expanding here.”
Yang Feng said.
The Fergana Basin is indeed the most suitable for farming, but it must be done step by step. So far, the Ming Dynasty's cultivation has only reached Hami. Even if Zhu Di wants to establish a country in the Western Regions, he must first develop the Ili Valley.
Speaking of which, the agricultural conditions there are no worse than here. And even if we want to develop at the same time, we have to develop southern Xinjiang first. After all this trouble, there is plenty of arable land in southern Xinjiang. Immigrants from the mainland can just take over it directly.
Quxian, Aksu, Baicheng, Kunkuo.
All are good places.
Let Zhu Di build a vassal city in Yili, and then ask Zhu Yuanzhang for a few more guards. For someone like him who is pioneering thousands of miles away, six guards is not too much, right?
Three in southern Xinjiang, two in Ili Valley, and one in Suiye.
And since he is here, the Ming Dynasty will definitely set up envoys in Anxi and Beiting.
There is no need to continue in Beiting in Beishebali. After all, Shamichagan is also a good dog. Besides, the conditions there are actually not that good. Instead of going there, it is better to build a new city, build one in the Urumqi area, and then name it Dihuawei.
This name is still very good. Anxi was originally Qiuci, so just restore Qu Xian to Qiuci Guards. But in this case, Zhu Di had better find another place to place his guards. After all, he is a vassal king, not a separatist regime. The imperial court is still here.
Must have the right to rule.
But we can really talk about places like Fergana later.
"In that case, should we raise a few dogs here first?"
Zhang Fu said with a smile.
Then he pointed at a group of Ora soldiers who were happily carrying boxes.
"It makes sense, but we can't blame them alone."
Yang Feng touched his chin and said sinisterly.
Then he shouted to these soldiers. The latter raised their heads in confusion, and when they saw it was him, they were so frightened that they quickly knelt down and saluted.
"Go find Ugqi Hashiha and call the guy from Kashgar named Hazhi."
Yang Feng said.
The latter is a local tycoon in Kashgar. The Khuda family is no longer worthy of ruling. Naturally, they have to choose another person from among the tycoons below. And this Hazhi has a respected status because he has been on the Hajj. Originally, Hazhi is interested in pilgrims like him.
Honorific title.
Soon he and Ugqi Hashiha came over.
"Hazhi, I am a straightforward person. Let me make it clear. I am planning to take down all the cities of Andijan, Uzgen, Akhsi, Margilan, Kokand, and Khujand in the next step. But regardless of whether
I, as the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, have no interest in this land, so I have a suggestion. First of all, Wala made a great effort this time and suffered great losses, but Yili also tried to control that place. It was actually Shamicha who did this.
It should still be returned to him.
Therefore, I am going to ask the Ming Emperor to make you king, and then move my tribe to this area."
Yang Feng said to Ugqi Hashiha.
"Ambassador, I listen to everything the Ambassador says."
The latter said simply.
He really doesn't care.
He is nomadic.
Changing to a pastoral area was a routine operation, and he knew very well that the richness of water and grass in this area was almost the same as that of the Ili River Valley.
"As for Ha Zhi, all your relatives have been killed by Timur. Even if you go back now, it will still be a destroyed city. And compared with Kashgar, this place is obviously better, so my proposal
, you might as well allocate a place, and together with the captured women, you want cities, you want cities, you want women, you want women, you want fields, livestock, and even more.
Even your temple has many of them here.
If you like to do business, then this place also controls the trade routes. In the future, trade from Xiangyang Land to the river must still go here.
How wonderful!
Then I will ask the Ming Emperor to make you king as well."
Yang Feng then said to Ha Zhi.
The latter thought about it for a while...
It seems to make sense.
Kashgar has been destroyed, and their relatives are gone. They have to rebuild the city when they go back. But Osh and Andiyan have everything. Kill all the men there. Everything is yours. Otherwise, they will attack
Even though it was difficult to cross the Tielekda Ban, they could not transport much back.
Change homes.
Changing homes is the perfect thing.
"Ambassador, please listen to the ambassador."
Ha Zhi said simply.
"That's enough. It just so happens that one of you is a nomad and the other is a city dweller. He can only assign each city to his subordinates to be city lords. The pastures outside the city are given to the Wala nomads. They also need your food, and you also need theirs.
Help each other and live in harmony with each other in the future."
Yang Feng said.
Can this still live in harmony?
A group of Wala and a group of Dugrat have different beliefs and different nationalities, and they all have enmities. The men who lost their lives in Ugeqiha Shiha were all under the attack of Timur and Hudda.
Before his death, he also recruited many Dugrat soldiers, and the first wave of attackers to attack Kashgar was Ugqi Hashiha. Their raid also killed many people from outlying villages.
Then these two forces coexisted in the Fergana Basin without giving them a clear division, allowing them to mix and mingle.
It doesn't matter now, after all, there aren't many people.
Originally, the number of Dugrat soldiers in Kashgar was only over 10,000, and the number of young men that Ugqi Hashiha could muster was only 10,000. After the battle, there will probably be more. After all, there will definitely be surrenders, and there will be more.
They will also capture a large number of women and slaves, but this land is enough for them to live in peace. It will be different after ten years. The friction between them will increase, and then they will be provoked to fight.
At that time, the Ming Dynasty had already had a stable number of immigrants in the Western Regions, and they could expand to this land.
Perfect.
Of course, all we can say now is make plans.
"Then let's fight together for your land, your women, and your wealth!"
Ambassador Yang shouted.
Then, the hungry wolves who completed the division of interests after the war left five thousand people to guard the wealth and women they plundered in Osh, and the rest continued to move forward two days later.
The target is directly at Andiyan.
At this time, this horrific news had reached Andiyan and Uzgen at the same time. At the same time that Yang Feng was approaching Andiyan, the Emir of Uzgen personally led an army of almost all men to attack Osh, but he did not know that Yang
What Feng was actually trying to do was attack in the east and west. Just when he was about to arrive in Osh, he learned that Yang Feng personally led his troops to attack Uzgen. Emil panicked and quickly returned to defense...
On the banks of the Karadalia River on the southern branch of the Syr Darya River.
"It's up to you whether you can annihilate all the enemy troops."
Yang Feng said to Song Xuan.
The latter, with a tactical group of his Shenji Battalion, was already in formation by the river. This was a pass. Behind them was the city of Uzgen more than thirty miles away. There were barren mountains on both sides, and in the middle was the Caladalia River. In the distance,
The Uzgen army, which was returning to defense, was rushing towards them. As long as Song Xuan blocked this pass, the ten thousand men of the Uzgen emir would not be able to go back, and then they would be easily killed by the tens of thousands of cavalry outside.
These can't even be called real armies.
Except for the two thousand cavalry, the rest were all old men and young men. As for those who could really fight, they were all following Timur!
I have to say that Timur gave them a hard time.
"Ambassador, don't worry, if you let an enemy soldier pass, you will be punished by military law."
Song Xuan said with a smile.
At the same time, he raised his telescope and looked at the pile of white beards in the distance...
"You still dare to counterattack Osh after things like this. Are these guys all crazy?"
he sighed.
"It's okay to be crazy. If we all enter their world, it would be strange if we are not crazy."
Yang Feng said.
Uzgen is the dividing line between pagans and pagans in the world they know.
For them, it is not just the geographical boundaries that have been broken, but also the psychological boundaries.
A gap opened in their world.
Enemies from another world are constantly pouring in through this gap. As night watchmen in a sense, they have no other choice and must fight with all their strength.
Then……
"kill!"
Ambassador Yang raised his giant sword and shouted at the cavalry formed around him.
"kill!"
Ugeqi Hashiha roared.
Immediately after Yang Feng rushed towards the rushing Uzgen cavalry, the Wala cavalry who had reserved this land behind him roared madly and rushed forward. The two cavalry collided with each other instantly, and among them were accompanying
The giant sword cut through the air with cold light, severed limbs flew, and blood rushed into the sky. However, Yang Feng only brought a forward force, so the vast majority of Uzgen soldiers were still led by Emir.
Rush to the pass where they go home.
Then……
"put!"
Song Xuan's roar sounded after they rushed into the shooting range.
According to the rules of the Shenji Battalion, the commander must stand in front, so with his roar, three rows of musketeers beside him opened fire at the same time. The cavalry less than ten feet away fell in pieces, and then all the musketeers retreated, densely packed.
The forest of spears pointed forward. The Uzgen cavalry, who had no other way home except here, looked at everything familiar behind them, crossed over their fallen companions like crazy, slammed into the formation of infantry with their spears, and then
One by one they ran into a forest of spears.
Their dead bodies blocked the front of the attack, and other cavalrymen had to stand behind the dead bodies and raise their bows and arrows to aim at the Ming army.
But the arrows they fired were almost meaningless.
The armor on the latter is almost immune to cavalry bows, and is made with the latest smelting and heat treatment technology.
The breastplate is at most three millimeters thick.
It also has cotton and silk lining inside.
The results of this kind of chest armor test show that thirty steps are immune to all bows and arrows. However, the infantry's crossbow can barely penetrate it, but the three-eyed musket cannot penetrate it, and the small shotgun of the rapid-fire cannon cannot penetrate it, unless it is mounted.
Magic gun and large shotgun.
As for the cavalry bow, it cannot shoot from a distance of three feet.
The hapless Uzgen soldiers shot arrows at them out of desperation, and then watched as their own arrows bounced off them.
Then……
The musketeer who finished loading walked out and pulled the trigger at them from a few feet away.
Flames spurted and smoke filled the air.
The dead bodies of the Uzgen soldiers were almost staring at everything familiar behind the Ming army. They could even vaguely see the city of Uzgen. This ancient castle was located relatively high on the platform in the river.
Then their dead bodies fell.
At this time, behind them, their blocked companions were facing a ruthless killing.
Yang Feng, who was wielding a giant sword, was slashing wildly among them alone. His whole body had turned blood red. No one dared to fight him. But the problem was that the pass in front was blocked, and they were still coming from behind. Everyone was crowded and wanted to stay away.
It was difficult for him. He could only watch his giant sword slashing in front of him, and watch the blood-colored devil getting closer and closer with the blood and flesh splattering.
Behind them were the Duglat, Wala, Bielsebali, Mongolian, and Sali Uighurs who were encircling and squeezing them, squeezing all the Uzgen soldiers forward just like driving away prey on a hunting ground.
, squeezed around Yang Feng's giant sword, satisfying Ambassador Yang's desire to kill. And those Uzgen soldiers who had not been hacked to death continued to attack the pass in vain and desperately, attacking the Ming army's phalanx, and then
Killed one by one by a steady output of bullets.
Or be stabbed to death by dense spears.
Some desperate Uzgen soldiers even dismounted and tried to walk through the nearby barren hills or rush to the river.
But it's meaningless.
The river is indeed not very deep and they can walk.
but……
The power of the magic machine gun can guarantee that it will penetrate their chain armor within half a mile, and the Ming army is a Spanish phalanx, and there are not only musketeers on the front, but more musketeers on the front.
But there are four small musket phalanxes at the four corners, and the entire pass is only two to three hundred meters wide. They are stuck in the middle. Not to mention the inside of the pass, even the mountains on the other side are within range.