"Report to the general...thing is not good..." The counselor rushed to the general's side and was about to salute.

"It's important to talk about serious matters, hurry up..." Zuo Zongtang saw that the gentle and elegant staff officer was so panicked, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

"Master! Tacheng sent a letter from Feige... General Rong Quan of Yili sent a message..."

"Sound it light!" Liu Jintang quickly reached out and blocked his mouth. When Zuo Zongtang saw that he was on the street, he jumped off the horse. The three of them got together and got into the corner.

Dozens of guards suddenly changed into formation, leaning against each other to form a circle, and their faces were strictly protecting the Grand Marshal and others inside.

"The flying pigeons in Tacheng passed the letter... The Rakshasa ghosts took action! They dispatched cavalry from Lake Balkash, heading eastward, and have completely captured the Ili River Valley at this moment!"

"All our territory west of Tianshan Mountain... is gone!"

"Ah!" Zuo Zongtang let out a low voice, and felt ache in his heart and leaned against the wall. The two men hurried to support him.

Zuo Zongtang endured the discomfort and waved his hand and said, "Continue talking!"

"Yes... General Rong Quan wrote in his letter that all the Kulun veterans who stayed in the Ili River Valley firmly carried out the previous task of firming the walls and clearing the fields!"

"The army's forage, food, and military supplies have all been burned down... Some of the old soldiers died in battle on the battlefield, and some of the old soldiers risked their lives and rushed to the Tianshan Pass on a snowy night..."

"There are countless soldiers who died of starvation along the way..."

There is no need to mention how cold the winter is in the Central Asian Plateau and the Tianshan Mountains. Taking risks over the Tianshan Mountains this season is simply asking for death.

Zuo Zongtang couldn't stop crying. He knew that Fei Ge had only had a few strokes on the letter, but the Yili River Valley must have been in ruins. It's impossible to count how much blood there is in the middle of these words.

"I took action... Those damn Rakshasa ghosts still took action, they just wanted to compete with us for the Western Regions!"

"Forget it, forgot... I'll send someone to invite King Shangtai immediately and come to the headquarters... I'll ask for this money!"

The news of the invasion of the Tsarist Russians finally made Zuo Zongtang make his last determination. At that moment, his last loyalty to the Qing Dynasty turned into a resentment of unwillingness. He chewed it up with the cold wind blowing towards him and swallowed it.

"Haha...two million taels, just give me two million taels, and let me regain the entire Western Regions...hahaha, what a grand court!"

"Two ninety million taels...a small amount of 300 million...but it made the traitors earn it!"

"What is right, what is wrong, what is loyal, what is traitor... live in a confused way!"

Zuo Zongtang finally made up his mind. He abandoned his personal honor and disgrace and reputation. In order to belong to the Central Plains of the entire Western Regions and to the family business of his descendants, he finally swallowed Xiao Letian's cup of honey mixed with poison.

He knew very well that his decision would definitely make the Qing court angry. Those bastards would give him two million, but they would never allow others to give him more.

In the Western Regions, they would rather sell it to foreign devils than leave it to the Han people!

Zuo Zongtang must be scolded for the second half of his life, and he may even be retaliated against, but he doesn't care about all this!

After making up his mind, Zuo Zongtang became relaxed. He looked at his aide and asked, "What else is there to tell me!"

"Yes! There is another news...that..."

"What are you doing with a hesitation? You have something to say and you have fart!"

"Masterman... There was also an expedition team in Tacheng, and it was still from the British!"

"Damn it, the Western Regions are so chaotic that it is quite rare? The expedition teams are coming to the east and west? What treasures are you going to dig? What is there to worry about!"

"Master, this expedition team is led by your old acquaintance...British, Sir Gordon!"

"Ah? Gordon of the ever-winning army of the foreign gun team? Why did he come again..."

When suppressing the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Zuo Zongtang and Gordon met several times. Although they could not say that they had a deep friendship, they still had nods.

Today, when he heard that Gordon was coming from the west with an expedition team, he knew that things were small.

"Master, Gordon's expedition team also brought several guards from Da'ui, Doro, Guan Lu... they were all personal guards when they went abroad to study with Emperor Long Sui..."

"Hiss... Long live the guard? How could he come from the west?"

"I came ashore from India. In India, these people separated from the Emperor Long live, went north to the Afghan Plateau and bypassed southern Xinjiang, and ventured over under the banner of the British!"

"And these people happened to catch up with the invasion of the Rakshasa ghosts in Yili, and they also escaped for a lifetime..."

Zuo Zongtang's head suddenly turned dizzy, "The court, Xiao Letian, Long live Master... why did they all come to me? I just want to take back the Western Regions, why is it so difficult!"

Zuo Zongtang, who had been immersed in the officialdom for many years, was quite clear about the intrigues within the court. Prince Gong Yi trained the new army in Xishan, Beijing, and has spent four or five million taels of silver.

But why did Emperor Tongzhi still recruit troops in Fujian to form a new imperial guard army in his own sphere of influence?

The water inside is very deep!

Xiao Letian sent King Shangtai to be a lobbyist to give him money, and the personal bodyguard of Emperor Tongzhi in the west also came to see him secretly, and even brought the British Gordon.

The smell here is different.

"I just want to fight this national war, I just want to regain the Western Regions... Why do you keep pulling me into a dirty puddle!"

"Fuck, are you addicted to civil war? Is it..."

Liu Jintang was so scared that his face turned pale. He rushed up and hugged the handsome man's arm and cried and persuaded him, "My handsome man, this is on the street, we can't talk nonsense..."

"You can keep your word, God knows where there are spies... You know people but not your heart, don't yell!"

"Let's go back to the yamen, let's go back to the yamen first... There will be solutions, there will be solutions!"

"If it really doesn't work, we won't leave. Whoever likes to make trouble in the Central Plains will make trouble... No one of us will offend us. Let's just watch the show. When they decide the winner, it's not too late for us to talk again..."

Zuo Zongtang sighed to the sky and let the cold wind blow dry his tears, "Yes, go back to the headquarters... Let's pack up, tomorrow I personally escort King Shangtai to the west..."

"Master, are you going to Guazhou? Oh, you still have a break in such a cold weather... The journey is too difficult, and Xu Zhanbiao just recovered Guazhou, and the local bandits have not cleaned up..."

"Shut up! Am I still afraid of those little thieves? Today I met Xiao Letian's envoy, don't I go to see the envoy of Long Live?"

"Since I've used me as the top brothel, how can I not pick up customers? Come on, let me see what other things are left!"

"I want to fight a national war well, why is it so difficult! Go... to Guazhou, I hide from them far away!". https:
Chapter completed!