So, on the night of March 10, something that not only Ma Guiyuan absolutely did not expect, but even the commander of Lanzhou, Tugabu, was deeply surprised.

In order to completely eliminate all common enemies such as Ma Guiyuan, when he learned that Lai Peiying had reached the nearby area, the defenders of Xigu City not only happily expressed their desire to immediately hand over Xigu City to the Taiping Red Army, but also willingly fought side by side with the Taiping Red Army.

At this time, even if Ma Guiyuan could grow two wings out of thin air, he would have no way out.

However, Ma Guiyuan was somewhat lucky in such a series of misfortunes, because he was so anxious to enter the city, and he squeezed to a good location just dozens of meters away from the closing gate of Jincheng Pass. Although the raids from the city were like lightning and thunder, at that time, in addition to being really scared, he could at least remain unscathed on his body.

Therefore, Ma Guiyuan has the honor to act as a temporary "bystander" who can open his eyes.

Tujiabu, who had a very angry breath, had already returned from Jincheng Pass to the city tower of Guangyuan Gate, and was standing shoulder to shoulder with Zuo Zongtang, and of course, the man outside Jincheng Pass was nowhere to be hiding with Ma Dashang, and was enjoying the masterpiece they wrote together.

In front of them, the Yellow River Valley was completely covered with yellow smoke waves. Part of these long yellow smoke waves were lifted up by a huge broom that was waving back and forth. But more were still made by the "Holy Army" who were running around with their four legs, like headless flies.

There is no need for a more detailed report from the following, Zuo Zongtang can already see that Lai Peiying from Xigu City is also using artillery fire to show his power to the "Holy Army" in the valley.

Because of the terrifying artillery fire, the "Holy Army" who were buried in this valley for three days and three nights gradually divided into three sections.

They were intercepted in the two sections near Jincheng Pass and Xigu City. Since everyone had suddenly realized that as long as they were looking for one, they would stick out like a dog or lie down in their bodies, they would not encounter any other blows for the time being. So after the initial confusion, they should be quite "stable".

But this part in the middle is not good.

Under the plow of fierce artillery fire, the "Holy Army" in this dangerous area were in chaos. In order to avoid the artillery fire, the "Holy Army" who were stunned for a while, were you next to me, and I squeezed you, and they all went east and then west.

When they finally began to wake up a little, the safety area in the middle that could not be caught in the fire quickly expanded.

But because the "safety zone" is too narrow, when the "human porridge" that you crowded with me seemed to have become a "human pile" you stepped on me, in a hurry, many "saints" had to choose another way to survive.

Whether it is the cliffs north of the valley or the surging Yellow River tightly beside the valley, there are all figures of "saints" who are willing to die.

"They have these dog-good things, they have today!"

Tugabu cursed at first, but also spat on the ground fiercely.

Zuo Zongtang's expression was still so calm. He looked back at the cavalry of the First National Army that was racing fast in the city, then looked at Tugabu and smiled slightly, "I told you that even if the opponent is self-righteous, it is just a bit of powder in front of the iron fists of the Red Army of the Celestial Dynasty."

At first, he also rolled under a ditch with his head in his arms, and was covered in dust. He was so dirty that he could no longer see his original chic nature. He was obviously very unwilling to be the powder under Zuo Zongtang's iron fist.

After hiding for a while, his ass was stuck out for a while, his instinct for survival gradually began to wake up. Although he could no longer remember who he could ask for a white cloth towel to beautify himself, he quickly regained his "bloodiness" that he once had.

"Damn it, there is only one way to die if this continues. Kill, kill, open and close the door, and enter Lanzhou City!"

But Ma Guiyuan's last, hysterical shouting did not get the response of the "Holy Brethren" around him.

Perhaps no one of the "His Saint Brethren" would deny the correctness of his shouting, but "His Saint Brethren" also knew that what to say about entering Jincheng Pass and Lanzhou at this time was just some masturbation nonsense.

How could this be the case? Where did these damn things, the fearless, omnipotent and invincible Muslim spirit of the past, go?

Ma Guiyuan was confused and angry.

"For the honor of Muslims... and follow me..."

Ma Guiyuan, who was extremely angry, suddenly rushed up, waved the steel knife in his hand, stumbled, and headed straight for the closing door of Jincheng Pass like a drunkard.

Ma Guiyuan's madness and high loyalty to the great Muslims finally awakened the "conscience" and "bloodiness" of some "Holy Brethren".

First, a few, a dozen, then dozens, nearly a hundred "saints" were willing to jump up from their respective hiding places. Without even bothering to pat off the thick layer of yellow dust on their bodies, they followed their commander, staring at their blood-red eyes, holding their heads and chests, and rushing towards the closing door of Jincheng Pass without hesitation.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps...

The defenders in Guancheng seemed to be shocked by the fierce aura of Ma Guiyuan and his hundred desperate people. They let Ma Guiyuan and others scream while yelling, while rushing forward with a look of death. However, the officers and soldiers in Guancheng just watched helplessly without any reaction.

Without any obstruction, Ma Guiyuan and his brothers rushed to the closing gate of Jincheng Pass. This fearless and great feat inspired more "Holy Army" to be brave.

"For the honor of Muslims, rush and kill..."

Hundreds of "Holy Army" jumped out one after another, and you and me rushed to Jincheng Pass.

Before the closing of Jincheng Pass, although the "Holy Army" were crowding more and more, facing the two closed doors, Ma Guiyuan and his "Holy Army brothers" could only stare at him.

In desperation, the big knives and iron spears all slashed at the close of the door and stabbed them...

"Haha, that won't work. If you want to get into the gate, you have to use this guy!"

Meng Wenyue turned the switch and several "Qing soldiers" in the city poked their heads out of the chassis, smiling quite friendly, and threw a black guy directly at the head of Ma Guiyuan below, whose face had been twisted by surprise.
Chapter completed!