Haji Murat

The story happened in 1851. At that time, the "jihad" in the Caucasus mountains in Russia was urgent. The term "jihad" refers to the war against Russia by some ethnic minorities in the Caucasus mountains. The Russian tsar asked them to submit to him, be ruled and exploited by him, while the freedom-loving minorities quit, and the war began.

Let’s say that on a cold night in November of this year, a governor of the Caucasus jihadist leader Shamir, with a guard, walked into the village of Gonghekete quietly on horseback. This person's name is Murat (Haji is a kind of title for this believer). He was tall and burly, with majestic bones, wide shoulders, slender waist, a white coat, a headscarf around a leather hat, a cloak, and a white-maned horse riding under him. He was originally a brave warrior with outstanding military exploits. He usually went out under his own banner and was embraced by dozens of superb riding guards. Only this time he was dressed in casual clothes. Now he came to the village, instead of walking down the street, he turned to the left into a narrow alley, and stood in front of the second house with an old man in a fur coat lying on the flat roof. Murat jabbed the ground with his riding whip and made a snap of his tongue. The old man raised his head and recognized him as the famous Murat. He hurriedly climbed down the ladder and called his grandson to call his son. When Murat asked him what he had news, the old man said with a dumb voice, "I helped the Russians set fire to haystacks in the village of Micheli last Monday. They should tear up their dog faces." He told him. Last week the brothers caught two Russian soldiers, killed one, and sent the other to Shamir. The old man’s son Sadao came. He admired Murat very much like ordinary mountain people and was willing to serve him, but he said that Shamir had given an order to catch Murat alive whenever he saw him. If you can't catch it, you can kill it. He said that the common people did not dare to defy Shamir and asked Murat to be careful. It turned out that Murat had betrayed Shamir and wanted to go to the Russian tsar. For this, he had gone for three days and three nights. Murat listened attentively to what he said, and then said: "I know this. But now I have to send my guards to send a letter to the Russians. I need a guide." The master said, "That's okay. My name is My brother Bata led him." Ten minutes later, Bata came. He is a short-legged man with dark skin and violent veins. He fully agreed and led a guard who was waiting outside the village away. That night, Murat spent the night at Sadao's house.

At midnight, the door of the guest room opened with a creak. Murat jumped up and grabbed the pistol in one hand.

Sadow came in. He squatted down in front of Murat, frowning and whispering: "When you came, a woman saw you on the roof. She told her husband, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred. The whole village knows. Just now a neighbor’s woman ran to tell my wife that there are some people in the village who are afraid of things and want to stop you.” Murat said, “I’d better go.” He took the guards and turned on their horses. Ran outside the village.

At the exit of the village, a moving shadow crossed the road, and then another. Several people blocked the way and shouted: "Who? Stop! Stop the horse!" Not only did Murat not stop, but grabbed his hand from his waist, rode a horse, and rushed straight towards the people in the way. The people standing on the road "coaxed" and dispersed all at once. Murat drove along the road without looking back. The guards followed, leaning forward and galloping. "Bang, bang" two gunshots, two bullets whizzing through the air, but no one was injured.

After running for 300 steps, Murat reined his horse and changed to running slowly. There was a sound of hoofs on the back, more than 20 horses chased up, Murat simply stopped, holding the gun in his hand, and shouted: "Want to take me to please reward? Okay, come up!" The villagers also stopped. After the horse, he stopped far away. Murat turned around and galloped towards the depression on his own. The pursuers only followed from a distance until Murat had passed the depression before they shouted to him. Murat did not answer, but shot a shot into the sky as an answer. He knew that they came here on purpose in order to excuse themselves in front of Shami. They wanted to capture Murat alive, but he escaped.

Murat took another journey. Two people were waiting in the forest. They sat down together and waited for Bata's news.

Besides, the 20 riders who chased Murat didn't want to interfere with him, but they were full of curiosity about his surrender to Russia. They wanted to see this scene with their own eyes and galloped straight to the front.

Early this morning, the Russian soldiers on the front began cutting trees again. This was the bad idea of ​​the team leader, Valençov. He said that if the trees were cut down, the rebellious mountain people would have no place to hide. They heard the sound of horses' hoofs and fired indiscriminately. Unexpectedly, they wounded one of the enemy's hairs and killed a soldier.

However, the head of the regiment did not take this matter to heart, because he was very proud of himself: Murat, the first brave general in the hands of the enemy, had sent someone to say that he wanted to surrender to him. Sure enough, after a while, Murat brought his four guards. He came to a Russian baron and said something to him in Tatar. The baron raised his eyebrows, spread his hands and smiled, indicating that he didn't understand a word. Murat responded with a smile, and the childlike smile surprised the Baron. He couldn't imagine how this terrible mountain man would smile so innocent and kind. He thought Murat must be a gloomy, cold, and unfamiliar guy, but he laughed like a long-lost friend. The baron hurriedly led him to the head of the small Valençov. Murat rushed to the head of the regiment, put his right hand to his chest, and said in Tatar words: "I submit to the Russian Tsar, and I am willing to serve him despite his ruling. I had this wish a long time ago, but Shamir did not Let." The captain extended his hand in suede gloves to him, let him hold it for a while, and then nodded at them. There were many soldiers running out to watch where they were logging. The head proudly pointed out that Murat said to a soldier: "Look at your old friend. Do you know who he is?" The crowd replied, "I don't know, my lord." The head said, "He is Ha." Jimurat, we have suffered a lot from him." The soldiers were amazed. Murat understood that people were talking about him. The regiment leader was also very happy, because he actually conquered a powerful enemy second only to Shamir.

However, some people were unhappy. He was the boss of the regiment and the commander-in-chief of the district. He felt very uncomfortable because the head of the regiment did not report that he had accepted Murat's surrender. He scolded the head of the regiment severely, just because the head of the regiment was the son of the old Duke Valentiov, governor-general of the Caucasus, so it was not easy to embarrass him.

It was said that the news of Murat's surrender to the Tsar spread into the capital, and a group of officials headed by the governor was extremely excited. They talked about how brave, smart, and magnanimous Murat was, because the more powerful Murat, and now he surrendered to them, the more glorious they were. And the fact is true, Murat has made them suffer many times, including one of which even the old Valenceov himself almost died under his attack.

The next day, Murat came to the governor's house. He walked quickly on the parquet floor in the living room, one leg slightly shorter than the other, and he walked up and down. After the energetic adjutant asked him to sit down for a while, he went to report to the governor. Murat was still standing, pressing his dagger in one hand, looking around all those present contemptuously.

The governor met him immediately. When Mulla walked into the office, he put his tanned hands on his chest, lowered his eyelids, calmly, respectfully and clearly. He said: "I am committed to the great protection of the great Tsar. I pledge to be faithful and loyal. Give the last drop of blood to serve the Tsar, and hope to help my enemy, and also your enemy, Shamir in the war." Old Valentzov told him through an interpreter that the emperor would forgive and reuse him. Finally, Murat said to the governor: "My family is still in the hands of my enemies. One day they are in the hands of the enemy, my hands and feet will be bound for one day. If I attack them, Shamir will Kill my wife, mother and children. Please use a few mountain captives to replace them by the Governor. At that time, I can fight against Shamir." The Governor promised.

It's just that he was very interested in Murat's life and asked him to introduce himself. So Murat started talking.

It turned out that Murat was born in a small village in Celimes, not far from the home of the local ruler Khan. His mother also fed the eldest son of the Khan family. For this reason, he and Khan's son became a brother. When he was 15 years old, Gezit served as the local leader. He sent envoys to tell the Khan that they should go to the jihad and fight the Russians. Otherwise, he would destroy them. The Khan was afraid of participating in the jihad, so he sent Murat and his second son to the Russians. Asking for help, the Russians fully agreed, but didn't even move a finger. Instead, they lured Khan's second son to drink and gamble, defrauding him of all the valuable things. In this way, in a rage, they had no choice but to participate in the holy war. But things are not so simple: teach the three sons of the main khan to be hostages, they go, and Murat follows behind. Soon after the three men walked into the tent, there was gunfire inside. Murat hurried to the tent and saw that the second child was already lying in a pool of blood, and the boss was still fighting with them. Half of his face had been chopped off and hung down.

He covered his face in one hand, and fought with people with a dagger in the other. He also fell down at the sound of the gunshot. The youngest son was caught by Shamir and threw him down the cliff alive. Murat was frightened and fled back quickly. This conspiracy angered Murat, and he was determined to avenge him. After a few days, Murat and his brother took action. They each took two pistols, put on capes, and walked to the monastery where Gazette was going. Gezet brought 30 guards into the monastery. When he saw them, he became suspicious and told them to take off their cloaks. Murat drew out his dagger in a snap and rushed towards Gazette. His brother also fired. They did it 2 to 30.

After a few rounds, Gazette was killed and Murat rushed out, while his brother died under the sword of Shamir and theirs. Next, Shamir succeeded Gazet and became the leader. He wants Murat to cooperate with him, otherwise he will shovel his hometown to the ground. In order to keep his old folks and elders, Murat had no choice but to become governor of his subordinates against his will, and became an enemy of Russia. However, he could not reconcile with Samil, because Samil had personally killed Khan's third son, and his brother's blood was still stained on his hands. Originally, this circumstantial situation may continue for a while. Unexpectedly, a newly sent khan hated Murat very much. He instigated the guards to murder him. Later, he secretly brought a company of soldiers and caught him in a lightning-fast manner. Murat was arrested, he was tied to a cannon, and he was detained for 6 days. On the morning of the 7th day, he sent 40 soldiers to escort him and escorted him to Shamir. When they reached a narrow mountain road, Murat suddenly left the soldiers and walked to the right. The right side was a hundred meters deep. On the cliff, a soldier wanted to stop him, he took advantage of the situation and grabbed the soldier and jumped down the cliff. The soldier was lying underneath and died; but he broke his ribs, head, arms, and legs. It happened that a passing shepherd rescued him, but one of his legs has been shortened since then.

Murat's experience made everyone present feel that his reason for surrender seemed very good. Besides, in Haji Murat's house, there are also an old mother, two wives and five sons. The eldest son is 18 years old and his name is Yusuf. Soon after Murat voted in Russia, his family of eight was sent to Weijinnuo Village and held in custody, waiting for Shamir's death.

1852: On the 6th, Shamir returned to Weijinnuo after a battle with the Russians. He called Yusuf and asked: "Are you the son of Haji Murat?" The child replied: "Yes, the leader." "Do you know what he did?" "Yes, the leader, I am right This feels very embarrassing." Shamil asked: "Do you know how to write?" The child said: "Yes." Shamil said: "Well, you write a letter to your father, saying, if he can come back , I forgive him, the official reinstatement, business as usual; if he remains with the Russians, I will let your grandmother and your mother be slaves, and you, I will not kill you, but you have to gouge out your eyes . Go.” Yusuf was still calm in front of Shami, but when people led him to the living room, he suddenly drew the guard’s dagger and tried to commit suicide, but the people grabbed his hands and moved him. He tied up, and then locked him in a deep hole.

Within a few days, Murat had learned about the situation of his family, and his mind was extremely disturbed. He repeatedly asked the old Valenceov to replace the captured mountain people with his family members, but the old man made a big push and vaguely promised him to do his best, but there was no further information. A mountain people who came from the mountain area told him that the mountain people who were loyal to him did have this plan and wanted to rescue his family by force. Unfortunately, too few people were willing to do this, so they did not succeed.

Days passed day by day. The attitude of the Russian was very cold, and he didn't want to reuse him, let alone save his family. Murat knew he had to rely on himself. After thinking about it again and again, he decided to escape and take someone to rescue his family.

One day, Murat ordered his four personal guards to prepare their weapons. The four of them understood. They checked the rifle, pistol, door, and flint all night. Replaced the bad gunpowder, installed new gunpowder on Yaotawei, stuffed the bullets into the cartridge, sharpened the long and short swords, and greased the blades.

One day later, Murat said to the tolerance: "You report to the supervisor that I want to go out on horseback." At that time, it was stipulated that he was allowed to ride in the suburbs. But it must be accompanied by Cossacks. On April 25, Murat took 4 guards and 4 Cossacks out of the city. It was foggy in the morning, and it was clear when I was about to eat breakfast. Murat urged his white horse to walk very fast, his guards had to rush to keep up, and the Cossacks had no choice but to follow them. After a while, a Cossack spoke up: "Hey, my friend, I'm not happy. You run slower." But Murat ignored him and ran his own way. He ran for 1 mile. The Cossack called again. He got up, but Murat not only ignored him, but accelerated his speed, changing from galloping to galloping. The Cossacks knew something was about to happen and shouted, "You liar! You can't escape!" The flying horse headed overtakes him. Murat. He reached out to grab the bridle of his horse, and shouted, "Hey, I said, you can't do this!" Before the voice was over, the gun had fired, and he was shot in the chest. He yelled and grabbed his chest. Shaking his body, he fell on the saddle chair and shouted: "Brothers, hit them!" However, Murat's guards took out their weapons first, with pistols in one hand and long swords in the other. The head of the injured Cossack hung around the horse’s neck, and the surprised horse ran around its companions; the second Cossack’s horse fell down, pressing down on one of the master’s legs, and the two guards’ long swords slashed. The third Cossack rushed to save him, and was hit by two simultaneous shots, one in the back and one in the ribs. He turned down his horse like a pocket. Seeing that the signs were wrong, the fourth Cossack turned his horse's head and fled to the fortress. The guards rode their horses to chase, but unfortunately they failed to catch up, which planted a bane for themselves.

After receiving the alarm from the escaped Cossacks, the fortress chief was surprised. He gathered all the Cossacks and all the militia groups that could be summoned and offered a reward for the rouble to capture or kill Murat. Two hours later, more than two hundred cavalry soldiers set out with the supervisor to search for and apprehend the fugitives.

Let’s say that Haji Murat ran for a while, knowing that the chasing soldiers were coming, so he ran away specially, and took the difficult and rough road. Who knows that they accidentally got into the mud and made them struggle in the mud. For a long time, they were exhausted. It was not until it got dark that they hid in a bush. They decided to rest for a while and wait until dark before leaving.

However, they were delayed for a while, and they were surrounded by more than 200 chasing soldiers. Surrounded all night like this, before dawn, the leader of the civilian team rode a horse and ran to a place very close to the bush and shouted: "Hey, Murat, listen, we have many people, but you have few people. You should surrender. Before the words fell, a rifle rang, the bullet hit the horse, and the horse staggered and fell down. So the two sides opened fire. At this time, Murat knew that he couldn't break through at the moment, and he asked the guards to dig trenches. Their shots at the militia were almost unreliable, and three militiamen were injured in the next moment. After fighting like this for more than an hour, at this time, the sun had risen to half a tree height, and Murat wanted to break through and rush out. But at this moment, a large number of militia reinforcements rushed in, and they first called Murat to surrender. Murat didn't say a word, but responded with a shot. The Cossacks drew their sabers and rushed towards the bush shouting, and three more fell. But after all, they were crowded, and while shooting, they gradually pushed past the bushes towards the obstacle. Some people moved forward, while others were shot down. Murat's marksmanship is almost perfect. But the other four guards could not do this, not to mention their very few people. Soon, one of the guards was hit by a bullet in the neck; then Murat was also injured, and he was pierced in the arm by the bullet. He tore a piece of cotton from the cotton jacket, plugged the wound, and continued shooting. Another guard was hit and he fell on his back on Murat's feet and died. Now there are only 3 people left. The enemy screamed and ran from behind one tree to the other, getting closer and closer. Another bullet hit Murat's left rib. He lay in the trench and plugged the wound with cotton again. The shot was fatal, and he had hallucinated. At this time, his guards had all been killed.

Finally, he woke up again. He concentrated his last strength and stood up from behind the obstacle, and hit an enemy who was approaching with his pistol. The gun fired a few more times, and he fell again. Several militiamen cheered and rushed to the fallen Murat. However, the body they thought was dead suddenly moved. First he lifted the bloody bald head without a leather cap, and then his upper body. Finally, he grabbed a tree and stood up. He was so terrible that everyone who came up was so scared that they all stopped. It's just that he shuddered suddenly, staggered, and left the tree. He fell down, his face facing the ground, and he didn't move anymore. So a fierce Cossack rushed up, stepped on the back of the corpse, cut off Murat's head with one knife and two knives. Black blood came out of his neck and gurgled into the ground.