Kapchaga was already crazy, and the fireworks that called the police soared into the sky, and the small town of three thousand people suddenly turned into a turbulent vortex.

The adults shouted, the children cried, and even the animals became restless. Every family began to pack up their belongings and prepare to escape. No one would have any kind hope for the Rakshasa ghost.

"Escape, escape! Escape quickly... The Rakshasa ghosts will massacre the city, they all eat human flesh... Escape!"

The panic line is intensifying geometric multiples, and the small town is completely crazy.

Everyone was fleeing to the east, trying to escape to the northern border through Huiyuan City. In the north, there was a desert in the Gobi people who would die, and in the south, Agubo's territory, and people everywhere lived as much as animals.

Going westward, facing the Rakshasa ghost's Bingfeng, whoever goes to seek death!

Only when we go east and towards that etiquette country, can people have a little way to live!

Only at this time did people think of the little benefits of the Qing Dynasty. Although the Qing Dynasty was not very good, corrupt officials were rampant and taxes were levied.

But without comparison, there is no harm. In China, in that ancient civilization that has been around for thousands of years, even if the rulers are greedy, they will be desperate!

During the Qing Dynasty, life was hard, but at least I could live, at least I could eat peaceful food!

Such a life is simply heaven compared to the cruel Rakshasa ghost!

People have forgotten all the complaints of the past. At this moment, there is only one thought, that is, to go east, and only by going east to northern border can you live!

The fleeing crowd formed a torrent, and Gordon's expedition gathered in it. Doro also looked at the numb-faced escapees around him, and couldn't tell what it felt like.

The river was full of men, women, young and old carrying packages with their families. The herdsmen were reluctant to leave their animals and drove cattle and sheep and abortions to escape.

At this chaotic moment of life and death, humans have lost the ability to think. They never think about it. At this time, following the shelter is the most dangerous.

Because the Rakshasa ghost will definitely pursue the area with the most crowded population, wherever the population and wealth are, the Rakshasa ghost's military peak is also where!

At this time, if you escape in a curve, first go north or south, escape for more than ten miles and then take a detour to the northern border, the chances of successful escape may be greater, but the cold and fear have already made people lose the ability to think.

A herd of cattle and sheep rushed over to Doro, and the strong bull even squeezed the way to fight the horse under his crotch. Doro was so angry that he lost his temper, but he could not defeat the group of cattle and could only give way.

"How can this be done? It's fine if people are still fleeing with so many cattle, sheep, horses and donkeys. This speed is simply not fast!"

Guan Lu's face was also ashen. More than 30 sheep were blocking the road in front of his war horse, and even intercepted the expedition team into three sections.

"That's right, it's too dangerous. There are so many people and so many livestock crowded together, and the goal is too big. The Rakshasa ghost will definitely not let us go!"

"How can you escape? How can you escape!"

The two of them turned back and looked at the chaotic small town at the same time. Their hearts were like a knife. None of the old soldiers of Kulun just wanted to leave here with them.

These veterans have thrown their lifelong destiny here, and they are ready for martyrdom!

The expedition team was sent away by the thirty-six old soldiers. The only wish of these white-haired old soldiers was to let Doro and Guan Lu take their names away.

"We can't go back to the thirty-six names... In the future, the emperor will regain this place. Don't forget to erect a tomb for us and engrave a monument on the names of our thirty-six old brothers..."

"Just like this, just like this... goodbye... no no no no... never see you again!"

There was the last pigeon in the Kulun Military Station. This pigeon was already old and was raised by the old soldiers like pets on weekdays, and they were all so fat.

But today the pigeon was hailed and an urgent report was tied to his legs.

"Black dots! This is the last time we feed you... Do you still remember the way back to Tacheng?"

"Where did you hatch, where is your home... Even if you haven't flown through this road in five years, you will remember your home!"

"Eat it, after eating the last handful of millet... Grandpa will be farewell to you forever!"

"General Yili is training troops in Tacheng... hurry up and send the news!"

Puff... The pigeon that had not spread its wings for five years was thrown into the air by the old soldiers and flew with his arms. It was already humane and flew back and forth over the military station, but it didn't leave.

A group of old soldiers in the military station threw it with stones and scolded it, "Beast! If you don't leave your way, why are you keeping it to death with us?"

"Get out! Go back to Tacheng... report the message to the general!"

"You have to tell the general that the emperor's guards are here and the imperial envoy is here to take the risk. You have to report the news..."

A group of old men cried and knocked the pigeon away. The fat pigeon flew towards the northeast, and there was a burst of crying in the military station.

No one knows whether this pigeon can fly over the Tianshan Mountains and Boroconu Mountains. Along the way, it not only has to fight against the violent northwest winds and snow, but also be careful of the golden eagles entrenching the sky.

What you bet is fate, and what you bet is also fate of the country!

The thirty-six old men drank several jars of strong wine together. This was the last bit of inventory at the military station. They bowed and said goodbye to each other.

"Brothers, let's just do it... This life is over, let's be a peaceful dog in the next life!"

"Let's go, let's go... We must not leave this city to these human-eating Rakshasa ghosts!"

"The army's forage and this city cannot be left to the Rakshasa ghost at all!"

"Set the fire! Burn the city!"

The old soldiers rode fast horses to the army's forage farm outside the city, and there were twenty-seven military stations in the Yili River Valley, where nearly half of the winter forage was stored.

Uncle Hu San rushed into the largest forage yard with a torch, wiping his tears and igniting one by one!

"Burn, burn it! It's all burned until it's... It's just a handful of ashes if it dies!"

"Your Majesty! Cheer up! Take revenge..."

When the fires formed a force, Hu Laosan got into the largest fire and sacrificed his life to the country!

The other old soldiers also burned the city with fire, and finally knelt down in the direction of Beijing and kowtowed to the direction of their hometown!

Thirty-six old Kulun soldier burned the city and committed suicide to China!

The five hundred Cossack cavalry rushed to the edge of the city and could not rush. The flames in front of them blocked their way. These cavalry didn't expect the Chinese to be so cruel and burned all the winter city.

The flames in the forage field are four or five kilometers long, and the small town behind them is filled with thick smoke. The cold wind and blizzards on the Central Asian Plateau cannot suppress the heat.

The ice layer of the Yili River along the city is showing signs of being roasted!

The cavalry battalion leader led the team was furious and furious. "How dare the Chinese, how dare we burn the forage for our winter? What does this make our war horses eat?"

"By the fire... chase after you... kill them all! Kill them all!"

Note: It’s the last day of 2018! Happy New Year to everyone!
Chapter completed!