Western Frontiers Past - The 200-Year Family Memory of the Last Prince of Xinjiang

Author: Xu Fulu
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Publish Date: 2006-09-01
Features: The mystery of the Western Regions and the depth of history cast an enigmatic cultural and humanistic significance over this war story, which follows the history of an ancient Uyghur royal family. As we immerse ourselves in it, we may experience the unique spiritual charm of the work in a rich sense of disorientation. – Zhu Qiangxian (Renowned military literature critic)
A good novel is like a rare metal, often hidden in remote places, unknown to many. A great writer is like an explorer, enduring the wind and rain, persistent in their quest. In the process, some may die in the wilderness, while others stumble upon a stone and, with a sudden flash of inspiration, their creativity erupts, transforming a barren land into a vibrant new world. Thus, a great novel emerges into the world. Xu Fulu writes novels infrequently, yet he has spent ten years patiently honing his craft, and his novels are truly brilliant. – Xu Guixiang (Renowned military-themed literature writer and author of The Sky of History)
The war stories between the Western Region's royal family and the Qing Empire are brought to life through the vivid descriptions of military writer Xu Fulu, painting a series of magnificent and dramatic scenes filled with historical legends and a touch of romantic, bloody violence. Reading about the Western Regions, specifically the history, geography, religion, wars, and the memories of a family that has slept for over 200 years—all of this is a satisfying and eagerly anticipated spiritual journey. – Liu Liangcheng (Renowned essayist and author of A Village of One Person)
The vast and mysterious western region of China has been shrouded in a bloody story for 200 years. When the sound of the Qing army's hooves awakened the ghostly spirits of the Junggar plains, an inevitable human tragedy was set in motion. The treacherous submission and betrayal of the two Daws, the fluctuating policy of leniency and conquest by Emperor Qianlong, the ancient family, the ancient religion, and the ancient grievances—all were forged into a mournful melody of the Muqam in the flames and blood of the northern and southern Tian Shan. The desperate cries of a child on the city walls of Kuche, the furious accusations of a mother by the banks of the Yarkand River, the tears of the Ili General ignited by justice, the struggles and advances of marching armies—all became chapters of passionate and intense memories, like fleeting smoke, blooming and fading, enduring too many storms.
Now, through the gentle narration of the last prince of Xinjiang, Dawuti Mahsuti, history has finally gently lifted a corner. Those scarred loves and hates, carrying the traces of time, are slowly approaching us, stumbling along.