The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 675: Disciples' Destruction - Anyone Who Forgets Their Roots Can Be Killed
Human nature is selfish, so Chinese culture highly praises those who are brave and willing to make sacrifices, because such people can save everyone's lives in times of crisis.

Of course, the praise is also because there are so few people like this.

There are not many such people in the Han family who advocate this kind of culture, and they are even rarer among the grassland tribes which are already scattered.

At least among the defeated army, there are basically no such people.

They suffered a crushing defeat at the gates of Urumqi, and were held tightly by 1,500 elite cavalry led by Luo Siju himself, who gave them no time to rest.

The rebels did not dare to turn back to resist. Their war horses were not as good as the purebred war horses bred by the Dayu Dynasty for ten years. Not to mention weapons, they could not even afford a musket for each person.

The difference in military strength is even greater. These 1,500 elite cavalrymen were selected from the three guards of the Prince of Ningxia, and their average age was no more than 22 years old.

They had been practicing martial arts since childhood, and what they had practiced was the skills of killing. The 500 most elite cavalrymen among them were raised in the Ningxia Palace when they were in their teens, just like their own children. For this, Li Xianwen was impeached and his head was full of complaints.

How could the Kazakh armed herdsmen possibly compare to this super elite force trained using ancient methods combined with new-age weapons?

The rebels fled all the way westward, and they had no choice but to flee westward because to the north was the Gurbantunggur Desert in the Junggar Basin, to the south was the insurmountable Tianshan Mountains, and to the east was the unconquerable city of Urumqi.

So they could only flee westward, which made Luo Siju very comfortable chasing them as he didn't have to worry about the direction at all.

Changji, Hutubi, Manas, Shihezi, Wusu, and chased all the way to Jinghe (Jinghe). They ran nearly 400 kilometers in seven days, and the rebels were exhausted.

Moreover, more and more people came here because there was abundant grass and water along the way for hundreds of kilometers. After the Northwest Army retreated to Urumqi, they occupied this place and moved a large number of tribes here.

As a result, the young men, the elderly, the weak, women and children were chased and cried for their parents. Also, because many men had to take care of their families, the rebels became more disorganized and even lost their military strength.

Along the way, there were corpses of people who had been killed or exhausted lying everywhere, and some had run into the desert. It is expected that they will become good specimens for archaeological excavations in the future.

After arriving in Jinghe County, there are two routes to choose from. One is to go north across Aiding Lake (Aibui Lake) and escape through the Alashankou in later generations.

The second option is to go southwest, take the Lianhuo Expressway, cross the Tianshan Mountains to the Ili River Valley, which is also the old route the rebels took.

Se'ebu is still safe for the time being because he is still useful.

So even though his own tribe had fled and there were only a few people left around him, Han Hui, who had fled from Hexi and Longyou, still had 30,000 to 40,000 people surrounding him.

These are the only disciples left in the Northwest Battle Royale. Not only are their combat capabilities far superior to those of the Kazakhs, but their ability to escape is also far beyond their reach.

Therefore, even under Luo Siju's relentless pursuit, half of the disciples did not escape.

"Go north to Tugul Pond. Borot Khan's tribe roams there. He only has a few tens of thousands of people. I'll lead you there to fight. We'll definitely get a lot of supplies. From then on, it will be much easier for us to stay or leave."

Se'ebu whispered, he was really shameless, in order to survive, he no longer cared about the life and death of his tribesmen.

"Khan is saying that we should not go to the Ili River Valley, but go north?" asked Qi Shouyi, who was in a dishevel and had gauze wrapped around his head.

Tugule Pond is the Alakol Lake in Kazakhstan in later generations, not far from Alashankou.

"Yes, to the northwest. We can't go through the Ili River Valley because there is only one small path from here to Ili, and there is no place to hide anywhere else. Once you go in, there will be no turning back."

The role of local tyrants like Se'ebu is now reflected. Qi Shouyi thought about it and realized that they really did not have the capital to cross the Tianshan Mountains.

The old sect dog gritted his teeth and said to the people behind him, "Since this is the case, we can't have too many people going north. We can't take women, children, the elderly or the weak with us. We must select 6,000 young and strong men to escort the Khan north."

Qi Shouyi's behavior is consistent with the characteristics of his disciples. In history, the beast Bai Yanhu did the same thing when he fled to Suiye across the Naryn River in the cold winter because he had to cross the Tianshan Mountains in winter.

"Master, those are our relatives. Many of their wives and daughters are in there." An old disciple couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help wailing and sobbing.

Qi Shouyi had a stern face and looked bitterly at the disciples behind him. His gray goatee made him look desolate and desperate, but the words he said were extremely cruel.

"You're about to die, why would you care so much? If you've lost your wife, you can just go to the river and marry another one. If you've lost your daughter, you can just go to the river and give birth to another one!"

He is indeed a ruthless person, and his plan is also quite appropriate.

But they forgot a saying, "Man proposes, God disposes." Just as they were planning, there were cries of surprise and even turmoil coming from the rebels' temporary resting camp.

It turned out that while they were discussing, a team came from the northwest. When Se'ebu saw them, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Go, go quickly, go south. That is Borot Khan's banner. He must be colluding with the people in the Central Plains!" Se'ebu shouted loudly.

Do I need to tell you this? You two brothers have dug down the corners of Borot Khan's wall. He can't wait to eat your flesh. It would be strange if he didn't come to stop you two and contact Li Xianwen.

Qi Shouyi sighed heavily. If it were normal times, when Borot Khan only had tens of thousands of men, he would definitely not mind defeating him. But now, he simply did not have the time, because he did not know how many pursuers were coming after him.

At that moment, regardless of the north or south, Se'ebu and Qi Shouyi quickly gathered the young and strong men who could walk, and headed southwest, deep into the Western Tianshan Mountains, and headed towards Yili.

Three days later, when these people had gone through many hardships and crossed the 170-kilometer-long Western Tianshan Mountains, and were about to exit the valley and arrive at Qingshuihe Town, Horgos in the future, they saw red flags waving in the distance. The red flags with a golden sun and moon of the Dayu Dynasty Army were planted all over the valley exit.

"It's really God's will!" Qi Shouyi screamed in exhaustion after running an average of 50 kilometers a day. He was very familiar with the big flag with a red background and a golden sun and moon.

It turned out that while they were fleeing, Chen Guangyao's Western Expedition Army had already recaptured Yili and was already at the entrance of the valley, waiting for them for five full days.

Of course, it was not Chen Guangyao who came, but Yang Kaijia who brought generals such as Hailancha and Zhu Shedou.

The terrain of the valley was just as Se'ebu had described, a straight line running all the way to the end, with high mountains on both sides. There was no place to hide or avoid.

Yang Kaijia chuckled and didn't go in. He just waited at the entrance of the valley and placed the six-pound field gun on the road, ready to fire at anyone who came.

A day later, Luo Siju also arrived from the other side, bringing with him 4,000 Northwestern Army troops and 5,000 vassal troops of Borot Khan.

Luo Siju did not move forward either. After occupying the important position, he set up cannons and waited for the rebels to attack.

The rebels were blocked at the entrance of the valley and could not advance or retreat. They did not have the courage to charge at the artillery loaded with shotgun shells, and their repeated requests for surrender were not accepted.

On the fourth day, the food was about to run out, and the more than 20,000 rebels had no choice but to fight to the death.

They first attacked Yang Kaijia's troops and fought for a whole morning. Hundreds of them were killed by artillery fire. Feeling they could not win, they turned back to attack Luo Siju's troops.

Although Luo Siju's troops' artillery was not as sharp, they had been in the northwest for a long time and were more familiar with these people's combat methods, and he also brought a group of hungry wolves with him.

Those are the thirty-six surnames of Huiliang that emerged from practicing Gu during the great battle in the northwest.

These people can no longer be called disciples because their core has completely changed.

Speaking of Chinese culture, as long as the country is strong and the national status is guaranteed, the integration force is really strong.

After seven years, the stubborn Muslim disciples of the thirty-six surnames of Huiliang have actually begun to transform into Huang Han.

This change made them extremely hate their previous actions. Many people stubbornly believed that they were good Han people and should not believe in religion, and that their souls had been taken away by the evil spirits of the sect.

Especially those boys who were only seven or eight years old at the time. After they survived, they were extremely disgusted with their original origins. They were eager to prove that they were pure Han Chinese and wished that that period of history had never happened.

Driven by this loathing and hatred, they treated other disciples with extreme cruelty, far exceeding that of others. How do you think so many disciples in the Northwest were discovered? It was these guys who, dressed in tattered clothes, wandered the streets, crossed mountains and rivers, disguised as children, chanted the Cobalt Blue Sutra under a covert appearance, and found those hidden disciples one by one.

So much so that in the end, the hidden disciples in the northwest dared not trust anyone except their own blood relatives.

In this situation where people were afraid to communicate with others, the inheritance of the Muslim sect was cut off in just a few years.

Luo Siju threw the token and said, "Mao Xiangxin, Luo Tianxiang, send your Huiliang troops forward. I don't want any prisoners!"

Needless to say, Mao Xiangxin was a famous warrior in the Northwest Army.

Luo Tianxiang's background is not simple either. He is the fat elephant who was born as a god of cold weapon war but was once reduced to an artillery laborer.

This man was born as a pirate under Li Xianwen and followed the emperor in Southeast Asia. He had made great contributions in the Battle of Hue in southern China and the Recapture of Nanjing. He was given the title of General Guarding the Country. His name was also given by the emperor, which means that a lucky person will be blessed by heaven.

Yes, such a big guy, fighting all the way north and south, was not killed by the enemy's musket fire. It really is a blessing from heaven.

"Hui Liang, it's Hui Liang who is here, it's Hui Liang who is here!"

As soon as the Huiliang army moved, the disciple rebels discovered their flags. Many of them roared and gnashed their teeth. Of course, many people were terrified and felt dizzy.

The disciples hated and feared these Hui people who were once their fellow believers or even their relatives.

Because Hui Liangren knew them too well, he could always find them out and kill them without mercy.

"Traitors, traitors, kill all these traitors!"

"They have converted to heresy. In the name of the Prophet Mahmud, kill them!"

The disciples began to curse loudly to build up their morale and courage.

Luo Tianxiang was a huge man. He carried a twelve-pound Grandpa Qi mortar by himself with a relaxed look, and it was obvious that it was not difficult at all.

"Each flag team must hand in five heads. If you have one less, each person will be whipped ten times. I will whip you myself. I will make sure you will never forget it. If you can get out of bed within fifteen days, I will call you my master!"

Unlike Luo Tianxiang, the Chosen One of Khorne, Mao Xiangxin was better at spiritual agitation. He drew out his command knife and waved it up and down in front of his subordinate Hui Liangren to emphasize his tone.

"I'm just saying one thing: think about how you got your three wives and four concubines, and think about how your gold, silver, and treasures came from!

If you are so soft-hearted, be careful that one day your wife or concubine may suddenly run away with your valuables, because she has found her original wife and her family.

So, be ruthless to me! We gave them a chance in Hexi and Longyou, but they still followed Qi Shouyi and ran away. This fate today is what they deserve!"

The rumbling war drums sounded, and the disciples and Hui Liangren met head-on. However, what should have been a tit-for-tat battle, in reality it was a lopsided defeat.

The disciples were indeed very brave and their fighting skills were not bad, but their weapons were too poor. They had a small number of muskets, very few mountain-splitting cannons, and the rest were all swords and spears.

As for the Huiliang army, although they did not have professional artillery, Luo Siju sent the artillery company of the left guard of the palace to support them. The rest of the weapons were also very sophisticated. At least all of them were equipped with flintlock rifles, and the melee soldiers also had a set of armor to wear.

After three rounds of volleys, a large number of disciples fell down. Huiliang people had special hand-to-hand combat soldiers who were not equipped with muskets but with heavy armor and swords, spears and shields. Before the smoke and dust raised by the muskets had dissipated, the hand-to-hand combat soldiers rushed forward and killed the disciples and forced them to retreat step by step.

Luo Siju was observing the situation from a high place. As long as he saw that the Huiliang people were unable to hold on, since they were outnumbered after all, he would send out a grenadier company to throw grenades, breaking up the disciples' formation and clearing the way for the Huiliang people's charge.

Seeing the fighting in the north, Yang Kaijia in the south also led his troops forward. He also had 3,000 carefully selected left-wing Yuz Kazakhs under his command as vassal troops.

The battle lasted from the end of Sishi (10 a.m.) to the beginning of Youshi (6 p.m.). In desperation, the disciples burst out with extremely strong fighting power, so much so that they directly defeated the Kazakh cannon fodder under Yang Kaijia, and many Huiliang people were killed and wounded.

Finally, seeing that the disciples were indeed exhausted, Yang Kaijia ordered three thousand Aihui quivers to enter the battlefield. After a volley of gunfire, he ordered five hundred Jibei cavalry to ride on their horses and trample on the disciples. Finally, the disciples' army collapsed.

During the battle, Dong Shixing, who was born in Guyuan, searched carefully among the corpses with a long sword in his hand. Soon, he finally found the leader of the disciples - Qi Shouyi, a direct disciple of Qi Jinyi, the founder of Northwest Gadirenye, and also a member of the tribe.

Dong Shixing stared with bloodshot eyes. His brother was Dong Shiquan, who was able to paint the image of Arhat in Chongqing Temple in Lanzhou.

Historically, the Dong family of Huan County was extremely famous. They were the pioneers of the Han people in the northwest in resisting Christians. Dong Fuxiang, the famous founder of the Gansu Army, was a descendant of the Dong family, and most likely the nephew of Dong Shiquan within the fifth degree of kinship.

"Qi, you believe in your religion, but have we, the Dong family, ever provoked you? Why did you rebel and cause chaos, harming millions of people in the northwest?"

Dong Shixing's hair and beard stood up. In the Guyuan Defense War, his brother Dong Shiquan, more than 30 male members of the clan, and more than 200 fellow villagers all died in the battlefield, all thanks to these disciples.

Qi Shouyi stood on a slope, his hair and beard disheveled, his body covered in blood. He held a long sword in his hand and responded with a miserable laugh.

"Why bother saying all this? If your Han emperor enters Helong, he will naturally come to help you kill us all. If you don't take action first, are you just waiting to die?"

"Damn it!" Dong Shixing strode forward and stopped the others. He wanted to take revenge himself. "Aren't you Han Chinese? If you're not Han Chinese, who are you?"

Qi Shou faced west, tears glistening in his eyes. "Ever since my master journeyed west to obtain the true scriptures, endured hardships similar to Tang Sanzang, and was enlightened by the great prophet of Mecca, my soul has returned to the truth, shedding worldly prejudices, solely to spread the truth throughout the vast universe. Where does the talk of Han or Manchu come from?"

"Damn it! You are betraying your teacher and ancestors!" Dong Shixing felt a chill in his heart.

He made up his mind to continue fighting westward. He wanted to see if there was some demon that was bewitching people and killing hundreds of his family members and tens of millions of people in the northwest.

"Monster, go to the eighteen levels of hell with your truth!" Dong Shixing roared wildly, leaped more than ten feet, and stabbed his chest with a long sword.

Qi Shouyi was already exhausted and old, so he was no match for Dong Shixing. Before he could even raise his sword, it was pierced through his chest and abdomen.

Dong Shixing roared and continued to push forward, nailing the monster to the slope. Then, while the monster's hands and feet were flailing and still in pain, he took out a big axe from his waist and cut off his limbs.

Dong Shixing chopped and waited until Qi Shouyi was dead, truly dead from the agony. Only then did he chop off his head, holding it in his hand and roaring to the sky: "I will avenge my fellow countrymen in Shaanxi and Gansu!"

In an instant, cheers broke out everywhere.

With Qi Shouyi's death, the disciples finally stopped resisting and knelt down to surrender. Many of them knelt on the ground in despair and would not move even if they were beheaded.

This battlefield was only 600 meters wide, with high mountains on both sides and only four or five miles in length. Meat and blood piled up like mountains and flowed like rivers. The last 20,000 or so traitors all died here.

"I'm not a disciple, I'm not a disciple. I'm the chief of the right wing, willing to pledge allegiance to Dayu. Please, General, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!"

Se'ebu was so frightened that he peed and defecated, and was dragged in front of Luo Siju by two quivers.

Luo Siju took the bloody horsewhip and pointed it at Bolot, the Khan of the right wing. Bolot immediately knelt on the ground and dared not move.

"These are your people. You dealt with them on your own. You failed to control them strictly and caused disaster. I will report this to the king and the court!"

When Borot Khan heard Luo Siju say this, he was ecstatic, because this actually meant that King Li of Ningxia still recognized his vassal status.

Bolot banged his head on the ground, "I know, I understand. Thank you for your grace, General!"

Afterwards, after Luo Siju left, Borot Khan looked at Se'ebu ferociously and laughed heartily.

"Eagles of the Great Khan, bring these usurpers here. I will use my strongest horses to see them off!"

(End of this chapter)