Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 175
On August 22, everything goes well.

Today is also a fine day.

At the insistence of the guards, Fukang'an, who was wearing three layers of armor, couldn't help being stunned when he saw Jia Jiashikai, because the other person was bloated like a fat man, and he seemed to be struggling to walk. God knows how much cotton was worn on his body. First.

But this is not the main reason why Fukang'an was stunned. The key is that Jia Jia Shikai was wearing the clothes of a reformed ordinary soldier in the green camp.

The yellow mandarin jacket and eye feathers are gone, and there is only a bucket hat on the head, with nothing on top, which looks a little ridiculous.

Jia Liu doesn't care what Fukang'an thinks of his current appearance, because safety comes first.

Fan Bandit gun doesn't recognize Jiajia Tulu.

Conscience of heaven and earth, this is the first time he mustered up the courage to charge forward in armor. It is really unfortunate that he went with the gang of dead ghosts. The Fu family brothers were buried with him and could not recover the loss of the Qing Dynasty.

"Is Wuneng Ibatulu so greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Fukang'an had to make a sarcasm, and he felt very aggrieved if he didn't sarcasm.

It doesn't matter to Jia Liu, he is just incompetent Batulu.And knowing that Fukang'an is a child's heart, he will definitely not behave like this when he grows up.

It's a pity that Fu Xiaosanzi has no chance to grow up.

Regardless of whether you are the illegitimate son of Qianlong, if you prevent him from serving the Qing Dynasty, Master Jia Liu will die.

No discussion.

Anyway, the unlucky ones who lost their heads were Fukang'an's personal soldiers, and it had nothing to do with him coming over to help in the battle.

If the commander-in-chief is really going to be lost, all the staff will be beheaded. The tens of thousands of Qing troops on the northern front are not enough for Qianlong to kill.

Straightening up her waist, she solemnly said a wise saying to Fu Kang'an: "My lord, you will only know if you try it."

"What do you mean?"

Fukang'an was startled, and immediately understood what the bastard of the Han army raised the flag meant. He snorted slightly, and was stunned when he was about to send an order to attack.

In sight, Jia Jiashikai's group of Banner Han soldiers were not holding shields, but several people held a wooden board with two or three quilts hanging on it. Those quilts were not only soaked with water, but also the outermost layer It was covered with mud.

There are still a few bamboo poles standing upright in the crowd behind, with something unknown hanging from it.

"what is this?"

"Return to the adults, block the gun board."

Jia Liu felt that Fukang'an's three views and vision must have been refreshed again. There was no way, who made him, Uncle Jia, too brainy.

Speaking of conscience, it can also be said that Uncle Jia did everything in his power to survive.

"A gun shield? Can it be compared to a shield?"

"do not know."

Jia Liu shook his head, I really don't know, this is also the first time for him to test this new type of defense tool.

Theoretically, this thing can block the [-] bullets of the little devil, so it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the front-loading gunpowder guns of this year.

Fukang'an misunderstood Jia Liu's refusal to tell him that he was so proud that he didn't choose to ask the bottom line, but ordered to blow the horn.

"Woooo!"

With the sound of the horn, the Qing army participating in the attack quickly assembled to the attack site.

The bandits on the top of the hill had long been paying attention to the movement of the Qing army down the slope, and as soon as they saw the Qing army gathering, they immediately began to prepare for battle.

In fact, Fukang'an's guess was correct. After being attacked by him several times in a row, the gunpowder of the fan thieves was really consumed, and they could only last for two days at most before the medicine was delivered from the rear.

Therefore, as long as Fukang'an continues to launch the offensive, he is willing to fill the hole with the Qing army he brought, and then dispatches reinforcements from the rear, the bandits who have lost their gunpowder will take the initiative to retreat.

Fan Jun understands this concept better than Jia Liu.

Otherwise, they would not be able to fight Qianlong for 30 years with this manpower.

Jia Liu, who was dressed as an ordinary battalion soldier, was also looking up. There was one thing that puzzled him, that is, where did the Jinchuan Fanjun get the self-sufficiency of gunpowder and firearms, which would allow them to survive in this palm-sized place for hundreds of years.

This matter will have to be investigated in detail later, if there is too much oil and water, we must intervene.

There is actually no conflict between selling weapons to the bandits and suppressing these bandits.

The dignified Eight Banners wolf clan can't bully unarmed people.

The samurai spirit must be reflected to a certain extent.

That is to say, I am not a big official, and my words have no weight in the Qing army camp. If I can really cover the sky with one hand, I can sell the cannon to these gangsters.

How much gunpowder did that shell cost?
If you want the cannon to go off, you have to buy medicine.

Cannon sells you 100 taels, and gunpowder charges you 1000 taels. Don’t think it’s too expensive. Except for Mr. Jia, you can’t buy it if you want.

What a bloody hello.

While thinking about the deal, Jia Liu was startled by a burst of gunfire, and then saw that the Jiangxi battalion organized by Guo Xiu had already arrived at Banpo.

The battle has begun.

"Follow me!"

The three words that the young and vigorous Fukang'an yelled made Jia Liu hold back the words that came to his mouth.

Stop shouting, wave your hand, attack!

Dozens of Sauron soldiers at the front pushed forward along the road opened by the green battalion with a special baffle plate, and Fukang'an was also struggling to climb up in the same direction surrounded by a group of armored soldiers and Jilin tiger-clothed rattan soldiers.

Jia Liujia wore too many covers. In addition to the three-layer armor, he also wrapped a wet sheet around his body. Whether it was useful or not, at least he felt much safer psychologically.

Followed behind the blunderbuss shield, holding the iron pot with one hand, and pulling Zhang Dabiao with the other, Yang Yuchun was still pushing him up behind him, otherwise Master Jia would have been too strenuous.

Looking at Fukang'an, this kid's physical fitness is not weaker than him, and he has no one to pull or push behind him, holding a knife and shouting from time to time.

Not to mention, Master Fu personally led the charge and really boosted the morale of the Qing army.

Of course, Master Jia is not weak either.

The Jiangxi battalion above was once again suppressed by the bandit firearms, or squatted or lay down to avoid the guns.

Gunpowder smoke filled the slope, making it difficult to see clearly.

There was also a constant sound of "puchi" from the gun shield in front of Jia Liu. I don't know if this thing is really useful, or because the distance is still too far, and those occasional guns are really impenetrable.It's just that when a few battalion soldiers who were shot rolled down from above, the formation of Jia Liu's team was in chaos.

As the Qing army's dark mass of heads advanced closer and closer, the bandits guarding the bunkers also began to lose their lives.In addition to musket shooting, they also threw some stones towards the Qing army below, making the attacking Qing army more and more chaotic.

The Jiangxi battalion at the top suffered the most losses and was the most chaotic, and soon became unable to advance any further.

"kill!"

Fu Kang'an pushed away the guards in front, and roared at all the soldiers: "Today, everyone will be rewarded for breaking the thief!"

Then summoned up the courage and strode upwards.

Jia Liu, who had been staring at Fukang'an, couldn't help but nodded slightly when he saw this. This kid is still a bit bloody, and he can't belittle others just because he doesn't recognize his relatives.

Fukang'an is on, but Jia Liu, Batulu, can't be on it?

Under his command, the Qihan colleagues continued to rush upwards against the baffle plate,
After arriving within the range of the bow and arrow, Jia Liu gave an order, and a dozen blunderbuss shields were immediately erected on the ground, and dozens of Sauron archers behind them drew their bows and shot towards the shooting holes of the stone tower.

Jia Liu was amazed by the excellent shooting skills of these Sauron archers. Half of the dozens of arrows could be shot into the shooting holes on the bunker, making the sound of the bandits' gunshots stagnant.

Fukang'an quickly seized the fighter opportunity and organized the Jilin Sauron Battalion to advance upwards. After paying dozens of lives, they rushed to a distance of less than [-] feet from the stone tower.

Jia Liu's side was also rushing upwards, and there were also casualties among his troops. More than a dozen bannerman colleagues were shot by bandits, and the iron pot on his head rang twice.

One lead failed to penetrate the iron pot, but another lead made a hole in the iron pot, passing through the top of Jia Liu's right arm, and hit the face of a green battalion soldier behind him, causing the The battalion soldier screamed and fell to the ground with his face in his arms.

Looking down from the stone tower, there are densely packed Qing troops hiding behind the blunderbuss shields and shields, braving guns and constantly creeping upwards.

Getting closer.

(End of this chapter)