That night when Ma Guiyuan was blocked outside Jincheng Pass, in order to create a better excuse for himself so that Ma Ma could sleep in the wilderness for a few more days, Tugabu was near Zhenyuan Gate in the west of the city. Not only did he lit a fire, but he also dispatched seven or eight hundred soldiers, shouting and the soldiers were tossing and tossing.

The fire that soared into the sky was like a real sound of swords and guns, and with the screams of people, the night drama directed by Tugabu was enough to make the Marshal Ma, who was fighting against the cold in the wild, had to wrap the big fur coat on his body hard and endure it all night.

The "fire" on the first night was burned out, and in the following day, Tugabu stirred up wolf smoke in the city again.

For a whole day, the rolling smoke from the east and west of Lanzhou City was rising one after another. The soldiers and generals at the garrison points on the top of the city and the south bank of the Yellow River were not only as if they were facing a great enemy, but also frequently adjusted them.

After that, Tugabu "sets fire" at night and "dances" during the day, and he plays easily.

Seeing the smoky and chaotic situation in Lanzhou City that was so close to you, Ma Guiyuan was unhappy, but it was hard to doubt Tugabu's "request words" that "the unruly people in the city keep causing trouble, I hope Ma Dama can endure it for another three days." Of course, while asking for good words, Tugabu will not forget to tell Ma Dama Dama that he will do everything possible and eliminate all difficulties to do a good job in logistics support for the brothers of the "Holy Army".

This is what Tugabu said and did it.

In the next few days, Tugabu not only passed batches of rice and flour through the city of Jincheng Pass, but also constantly gave the "Holy Brothers" who were hungry outside, but also "searching all the tents in Lanzhou City" to help the "Holy Brothers" in the field to keep the cold.

However, Tugabu had "full of all his work", but the little things he gave to Ma Dama was far from the needs of Ma Dama's 30,000 troops.

There are not enough tents. Although 60 to 70% of the "Holy Brothers" have to be used as beds in heaven, at least they can still find some of the plants and trees from the nearby mountains, although they are very rare, there are still some plants and trees to burn fire to keep warm.

But there is not enough food, so it is miserable.

The "Holy Brothers" had to fight for the little amount of rice and flour that Lord Tu had to do, and sometimes they had to fight.

Despite this, from the three meals a day since the next day, the food of the "Holy Brothers" can only be the "porridge" that can reflect their own shadows, or the "noodles" with thin soup and poor water.

Tugabu seemed to feel that the brothers of the "Holy Army" would not be able to withstand the suffering if this lasts. So, in order to help Ma Dashu as much as possible, he also ordered the liquor produced in various wineries in Lanzhou City, and even the lees, to be given priority to the "Holy Army" who are good at drinking unconditionally.

In addition, Tugabu in the city would send a letter to Ma Dashang outside the city at least every two hours. In the letter, he would report on the progress of the "pacifying chaos" in the city at any time, and on the other hand, he would continue to criticize himself.

In this way, Ma Dashuai finally survived the third cold night outside Lanzhou City.

That night, the "Holy Brothers" who were extremely tired and extremely tired finally saw a night of dawn.

When darkness completely enveloped the earth again, Ma Guiyuan finally received a letter from Tugabu, which could make him breathe a sigh of relief and feel that his hard work was not in vain.

In this letter, Tugabu happily told Ma Dashuai that the "troubled people" in the city had almost been wiped out. When the sun was no more than half a day tomorrow, he would lead officials from Lanzhou to Jincheng Pass to welcome Ma Dashuai and his soldiers. All the soldiers and civilians in Lanzhou would welcome Ma Dashuai in the most enthusiastic way.

Shortly after reading Tugabu's happy news, he transferred his letter from Xiguguan behind him. Of course, this letter was not for him, but for Tugabu.

Although it was a letter to Tugabu, Ma Guiyuan, who had the moon first, got the moon before approaching the water, also wanted to have a sneak peek.

It was precisely because he read this letter written by Ma Wenyi to Tugabu that Ma Guiyuan suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake in the past few days. Because since he left Xining, he had never contacted his "His Majesty the King".

Forget it, if you haven't contacted me, you have never contacted me. Anyway, even if you want to write a letter, you have no one to say. And if you really repay the tragic situation here to Xining, wouldn't it be a shame to face? It would be better to talk about it together after entering Lanzhou City.

So, Ma Guiyuan ordered someone to send the "happy letter" from Enlin to Jincheng Pass, then adjust his mindset and wait for the bright sun tomorrow morning.

For Ma Guiyuan, the sun on March 13, 1857 was like a staggering old woman. He was so anxious that he almost stared at him, and then he slowly crawled out from behind Jincheng Pass.

The happiest and most meaningful great moment is coming.

The "Holy Army" who had been hungry and frozen in the valley on the north bank of the Yellow River had been hungry and frozen for three days and nights. They had already tried very hard to straighten their waists, but they suddenly became energetic.

The dense crowd began to squeeze in the direction of Jincheng Pass. The "Holy Army" with a greedy face covered her shriveled belly, and was ready to rush into the pass and eat hard.

Tugabu is very trustworthy. In the past three days, he finally appeared on the gatehouse of Jincheng Pass for the first time.

However, when he and the Marshal Ma below the city tower were fifty or sixty meters away, and after facing each other, he twisted his beard and smiled at the Marshal Ma who had already seen him. Then he was very angry and slapped the battlements of the city hard, and shouted a loudly saying that Marshal Ma was stunned, "Ma Guiyuan, you are finally here to pay off your debt!"

With Tugabu's roar, a series of more deafening roars suddenly arose.

But it was no longer a shout from man, but the whistling and roar of steel, a symphony of revenge written by the ruthless platoon of cannons.
Chapter completed!