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Chapter 112 Tell Your Majesty that Guizi Six is ​​a Good Man
"My lord, how did you convince these thieves to kill Wen Zhongtang, ah, no, how did you scare these thieves from beating us?"

Wang Fu felt that this statement was more appropriate and in line with his consistent understanding of Guizi Liu.

"Is there a need to ask? It must be that the thief thinks that my young master is nothing compared to Wen Zhongtang."

Yang Zhi shut up in time. Although this answer is the standard answer in many people's minds, it seems that it is better for others to say it.

Then, he saw the young master looking at him from the side.

Fortunately, a fool diverted the young master's attention in time for him.

"This lord should be collaborating with the enemy, right?"

A green battalion soldier running over to "flee" punctured the emperor's new clothes.

The crowd was silent.

All the Banner Han colleagues in the Han army's arrest team were silent, and the more than a hundred battalion soldiers who came behind to beg for shelter were also silent.

Suddenly, a few soldiers from the battalion came out, and they pressed the nonsense companion to the ground and beat him violently.

"Stop beating, stop beating, this lord led us to repel the thieves, that's it, that's it" Clutching his disfigured head from being beaten by his companions, the green battalion soldier who dared to tell the truth sat on the ground shivering.

The battalion soldiers who did it gave up.

"Don't worry, my lord, the brothers didn't see or hear anything about what happened just now!"

A chief of the green battalion named Ma Dayuan glanced viciously at the crowd of people who came after him, "Listen up to the fuck, if you want to survive, follow this lord honestly after dawn, and I will let anyone who is disobedient go with Wen Zhongtang!"

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Jia Liu was stunned.

His intuition told him that this was a human being, and he immediately gave him a highly approving look.

But Zu Yingyuan leaned closer and lowered his voice: "These people know too much, don't they?"

"There are so many people, I'm afraid they won't be killed cleanly."

Jia Liu took it for granted, but felt embarrassed.

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Zu Yingyuan was stunned, "I meant to leave them behind."

"what?"

Jia Liu knew he would be wrong.

The matter is a bit troublesome, after all, these more than a hundred people are not his confidantes, and let them see that he is "collaborating with the enemy", and even lured the bandits to kill Wen Zhongtang. If someone leaks this matter afterwards, he, Mr. Jia, will have fun up.

It's just that although he has more than two hundred people, the number is two to one, but it seems that his strength is not too dominant.

Don't look at this group of battalion soldiers who run to their side like bereaved dogs, but many of them look like old soldiers with a bad breath of being a soldier, or a bandit spirit.

In order to survive, I am afraid that I will do anything.

If you really want to do it, it is very likely that both sides will suffer.

After thinking about it, I can only keep it in my heart at the moment, and wait until I escape.

It is not easy to solve it in one piece, but it can be done in installments.

The battle in the big camp was still going on, and the gunshots were rumbling where Wen Zhongtang's tent was located, and the bandits who were desperately besieging could be vaguely seen.

The fire was raging all around, and the air began to smell of smoke and charcoal mixed with the stench of burnt corpses, which made people want to vomit.

Many people are nauseated and nauseated.

The one who reacted the most was the armored Hua Gouxiong, who vomited all over the floor and patted Yang Zhi in distress.

Even so, no one dared to rush out in an attempt to find fresh air.

Everyone strictly abided by the principle of never getting ahead, hiding behind the fortifications one by one, waiting anxiously for the dawn.

The east was pale, and the battle of the bandits besieging Wen Zhongtang's big tent continued, and the gunfire never stopped.

Zu Yingyuan was the first to discover that the fan thieves had driven thousands of civilians to attack the big tent.

Those civilian husbands were crying outside the gate of Wen Zhongtang, begging the Qing army to let them in. The Qing army inside must have shut the door. As a result, these civilian husbands were driven by the bandits to attack the Qing army guarding around the big tent, causing the Qing army on the periphery to be overwhelmed. .

The situation became more and more unfavorable to the besieged Wen Zhongtang.

"My lord, it's dawn, let's go!"

Bao Guozhong, who hadn't dared to close his eyes, woke up Jia Liu, who was leaning behind the grain bag and nodding his head from time to time.

"Its daybreak?"

Jia Liu woke up with a start, and sure enough, the east had turned white. Although the light was still a bit dim, he could distinguish the direction and see the road clearly.

Without hesitation, he sent an order to set off immediately.

In these two hours, dozens of Qing soldiers came over somehow, half of them were banner soldiers, and there were two in all eight banners.

No one cares about them, they can nest wherever they come in, as long as they don't shout or scream.

Everything is so harmonious.

When the organization evacuated, Jia Liu reiterated to the crowd again: "Be sure to be quiet, and never shoot!"

"Whoo!"

All the Qing soldiers who were eager to flee for their lives should be there, even the two full of Eight Banners nodded their heads like rattles.

"set off!"

Jia Liu asked Bao Guozhong to lead the team at the front, Zu Yingyuan to lead the team at the back, and himself in the middle. The reason is that it is convenient to coordinate the front and rear commands and respond to emergencies in a timely manner.

After all, it is not a small team of dozens of people. There are nearly 800 people including civilian husbands. There must be a reorganized battalion.

Sure enough, Fan Jun's attention was all on Wen Zhongtang, and there was not even a guard at the camp gate.

This made the hearts of the people drop, and they quietly drove out of the camp according to the retreat plan.

As he was walking, Ma Dayuan, the head of the green battalion, suddenly lost his voice: "The bandits robbed the fort!"

Following Ma Dayuan's gestures, Jia Liu found that the green flag on a fort set up in the southwest of the camp was cut off with a knife, and then a flag that he didn't know what it represented was erected.

Not long after, there was the sound of cannonballs, and all the shells fell on Wen Zhongtang's big tent.

"Wen Zhongtang is really finished this time."

Zu Yingyuan sighed, there was no expression on his face, he didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.

Jia Liu didn't bother to sigh, his life was more expensive than Wen Zhongtang's now, and he regretted taking so many people away, because the goal was too big.

On the way, I saw a group of seven or eight people, or a group of dozens of Qing troops shuttling through the mountains and forests. Without asking, I knew that they had escaped from the camp.

These are the means of escape for the wise.

Jia Liu wanted to let those civilian husbands stop following him. Anyway, the thieves were going to kill Qinggou, and they wouldn't do anything to them.

But as soon as Bao Guozhong told the peasants about this idea, the peasants burst into tears immediately, and they almost knelt down to Mr. Jia on the spot.

Helpless, take it with you, who made him born with a bodhisattva heart.

After walking for about three miles, there were no thieves chasing after them. This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and even began to pray that Wen Zhongtang could last a little longer, at least let them get out of danger before dying for the country.

Jia Liu also thought so.

Coincidentally, the road asked him to pick someone up.

Lieutenant General and Deputy Director of Logistics, Du Tongfu, is promoted to Lord Ah!

Mr. Fu was injured, not from being beaten when he was in custody, nor from being beaten by bandits when he was escaping, but from falling, bumping, or cutting branches when he was running around in the mountains at night.

Together with Mr. Fu were six vanguard soldiers from the Eight Banners of Mongolia. Seeing how respectful they were to Mr. Fu, Jia Liu reckoned that there was a high possibility that Fu Sheng'a was "robbed" by them while taking advantage of the chaos.

The seven people ran out when the camp collapsed, and they didn't know the way. As a result, they turned and turned in the mountains near the camp. Now they don't even have the strength to walk.

While hiding in a secret place, he was panting and found Jia Liu's team coming from the foot of the mountain.

After confirming that they were their own people, the seven of them ran over from the mountain while shouting as if they had seen a savior.

What can Jia Liu do, just keep it.

The problem is that Mr. Fu can't walk anymore, so Jia Liu has no choice but to give him his white horse.

Feeling unwilling while walking, he stared at Fu Sheng'a, then looked back, somehow a thought quietly sprouted in his heart, and finally got out of hand.

Therefore, Jia Liu fell behind unknowingly.

About two miles away, the rear team suddenly became agitated, and then someone rushed over to report that a team of bandits had caught up.

"Ah, come on, let's go!"

Master Fu Sheng'a's face turned pale with astonishment, the mountain road is difficult, this white horse can only let him travel, it is impossible for him to gallop for three hundred miles.

It would be fine if the bandits chased after them. Judging by Jia Qianfeng's appearance, I'm afraid they won't be able to take the blow of the bandits at all!

Jia Liu's face also changed drastically, and then he gritted his teeth: "My lord, you go first, the humble job will bring people back to fight with the bandits!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly swung a knife and cut off his braids and handed them to the rich man, with a fierce look on his face: "My lord, please bring the humble braids back to the capital, and tell the emperor that Jia Dongge, the forward school of the Zhenglan Banner Han Army, vowed to join Jinchuan. Live or die!"

(End of this chapter)