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Chapter 212 I'm waiting for you at Ziguang Pavilion!

The Military Aircraft Department is the place where the Qing Empire has no power;

Ziguang Pavilion is also the most glorious place in the Qing Empire.

To be a man, we must have goals and beliefs.

To be born in the Military Aircraft Office and die in Ziguang Pavilion is the goal Jia Jia Shikai gave to the bannermen.

These ten big characters were also painted on the fence of the training camp with lime water, reminding the bannermen what their destiny is all the time.

There were 100 outstanding bannermen from Manchuria, 60 excellent bannermen from Mongolia, 30 excellent bannermen from the Han Army, and 10 excellent bannermen from the Coated Army who participated in this mission.

They are all good seedlings carefully selected by Zu Yingyuan, the supervisor of the Academic Affairs Office, and Madrid, the supervisor of the Training Office.

Among them, there are 4 people who were former pioneers, and 35 people including Weishu, Kongxian and Lanling.

85 people came from the Qianfeng Battalion, 55 people from the Jianrui Battalion, 40 people from the Firearms Battalion, and the rest came from other ministries.

Most of them have served in Jinchuan for more than a year, and some of them even participated in the Burmese campaign a few years ago and have some combat experience. Less than one-fifth of them are the children of bannermen who just came from the capital.

Although this expedition was too hasty, many students did not have time to travel through the mountains and forests to experience the essence of guerrilla warfare, but since the army needs it, Jia Liu certainly will not protect the calf.

This is also the first expedition after the establishment of the flag training camp. From personnel to equipment, Jia Liu has given the highest configuration, in order to fire the first shot, so that his guerrilla tactics will become the existence that the bandits fear, and let him Jia Jia Shikai's The prestige resounded throughout Jinchuan, thus repaying the emperor's trust in him.

After drinking the wine in the bowl, the representative of the bannermen, the leader of the first squadron and the striker school Da Lantai, who was born in the Manchurian Guard Army of the Inlaid Blue Banner, walked up to the high platform on behalf of the soldiers.

"For Qing Dynasty!"

Jia Liu looked at Dalantai affectionately, and pushed out the military flag embroidered with the four characters "Serve the country with all my heart".

"Thank you, my lord, for presenting the flag!"

Dalantai took over the flag and waved it three times in the wind.

"The flag is here, and the people are here!"

The roar of 200 expedition soldiers resounded over Xiaozhai.

After Da Lantai returned to line up with the army flag in his hand, Jia Liu took a step forward, looked affectionately at the group of bannermen and warriors, and said in a deep voice: "My Eight Banners athletes should be national peace thieves, if you want to sacrifice, my Eight Banners athletes should be the first! "

"Swear to defend the Qing Dynasty with sacrifice!"

Under the leadership of the team leader, the bannermen responded enthusiastically, and being selected into the list of the first batch of bannermen has shown their excellence, courage and ability.

Jia Liu drank again: "Where are the big and small team leaders!"

"The mark is here!"

The two leaders, Zhang Dabiao and Anbu, and the four leaders, Bo Ling, Tortobao, Tai Feiyinga, and Uertu Naxun, took three steps forward in unison. With one voice: "My lord, please speak up!"

"Do you dare to sacrifice?"

"dare!"

"Would you like to enter Ziguang Pavilion?"

"willing!"

"Do you have the confidence to win?"

"Have!"

Jia Liu nodded slightly, and suddenly shouted: "What is the spirit of sacrifice!"

Zhang Dabiao held his head high: "If the flag member dies, go to the squadron, if the squadron dies, go to the squadron, if the squadron dies, go to the leader, the officers and soldiers are in unison, going forward one after another, this is the spirit of sacrifice!"

This is the standard answer.

"If you are all dead, my minister will go!"

Following Jia Liu's gesture, the two leaders immediately ordered everyone to set off.

Under the banner of "Serving the country with allegiance", two hundred Eight Banners athletes armed to the teeth marched towards the sunset in Jinchuan.

Behind him, Principal Jia Jia on the high platform had tears in his eyes and muttered to himself, "I'll be waiting for you at Ziguang Pavilion!"

The harassing incident encountered by Admiral Chang Qing in Yunnan is by no means an isolated case. It can be expected that all Qing troops who invaded Xiaojinchuan will soon be harassed by bandits.

Regardless of whether it is a stalemate or the Qing army has made significant progress, the fan thieves will inevitably use guerrilla tactics frequently, because this is the magic weapon for their last big victory.

Jia Liu must be prepared and ordered to increase the depth of drills for bannermen fighting in the mountains and forests.

The minimum standard is that a person has to survive in the mountains for a week without food, otherwise how to perform tasks of lurking behind enemy lines, assassinating, setting fire, and guerrilla versus guerrilla.

This guerrilla warfare is more like special operations.

Fan thieves can come and go freely behind the Qing army and suffer from hunger and hunger, so the Eight Banners must do the same.

Currently, the most difficult thing facing Jia Liu is not the training, but the terrain.

The premise of guerrilla warfare is to be familiar with the terrain, and if you find any bandits, you will be able to bite them to death. Just like Lin Haixueyuan, you will continue to go deep with small teams, keep chasing them, and finally eliminate the bandits.

The problem is that so far, none of the entire flag training camp is familiar with Jinchuan's terrain.

But what's the matter with Jia Liu?

Because, it doesn't matter.

In the past, he worried that he would not be able to explain to the old man if he did not have any grades. Now, there is the governor Laofu, the deputy commander-in-chief old man, the governor Li, the deputy general Ming who is currently investigating, and Fu Sheng who has a good relationship with him. Bollinga
Records can also be bought with money.

"We use the banner of the Qing Dynasty to serve as officials of the Qing Dynasty and distribute the wealth of the Qing Dynasty. These are nothing. After all, common progress is our program, but we must not forget the foundation of our lives and lives."

At the first meeting of the Executive Committee of the Joint Development Association, Jia Liu said this to the backbone of the gang.

"Can anyone tell me what this basis is?"

Jia Liu looked around at the gang leaders sitting in the two rows with hopeful eyes.

"do not know!"

Chang Bingzhong shook his head cleanly.

Yang Zhi, who moved a small stool to attend the meeting, raised his hand boldly: "Master, I know! The foundation for us to live and work is to kill the good dogs of Manmeng, and we will be the dogs of the Qing Dynasty!"

"go out!"

"Okay, young master!"

Yang Zhi carried the small bench and slipped out, not knowing where he got the wrong answer. Isn't that what the young master said before.

"that,"

Wang Fu coughed lightly, got up and held the workbook that would never leave him, and said uncertainly: "The basis what your lord said, does it mean to let the Eight Banners become the Eight Banners of our Han army and drive Manchuria and Mongolia out of the Eight Banners?"

"That's what it means."

Jia Liu was very satisfied, except for that kid Zu Yingyuan, Wang Fu understood his own spirit the most thoroughly, he was a good seed.

After explaining the follow-up work arrangements, the meeting was called to end.

Zu Yingyuan handed over a list: "Please see if there is any problem with this death list."

Jia Liu took it and looked at it. The first person on the list was Da Lantai, the representative of the flag bearer who received the flag just now.

"150 people?"

Jia Liu frowned slightly.

Zu Yingyuan said: "If there are too many, you can delete some, and I will send someone to notify the two team leaders Zhang and An."

"Don't delete it,"

Jia Liu shook his head, circled another ten casually with a pen, and then handed the list back to Zu Yingyuan: "Tell Da Biao and An Bu that all of them will be killed in battle, otherwise why would we show the spirit of sacrifice of our flag members? How can we enter the list?" Ziguang Pavilion accompany me?"

"Is it too much?"

Zu Yingyuan hesitated, and sent 200 people to the expedition. As a result, 160 people died, and the casualty ratio was too great.

"The fierceness and cruelty of the battle are often not reflected in the outcome, but in the number of casualties."

Jia Liu subconsciously looked to the north, and cupped his hands: "What the emperor wants is not the number of casualties, but Jinchuan, do you understand?"

Zu Yingyuan nodded, and when he saw Guiziliu picking up a pen to write something, he asked him what he was writing.

"I suspect that someone in the army is collaborating with the enemy and leaking the deployment of our army to the bandits. I must report this matter to the emperor."

Jia Liumian did not change his expression, he was loyal and wrote the secret book carefully.

(End of this chapter)