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Chapter 291

Regarding the outcome of the chaos, Jia Liu didn't think about it at all.

It's not killing chicken with a sledgehammer, but cutting tofu with a knife.

Because he has arranged everything.

For this reason, three sets of plans were made, and dozens of lines were pondered over.

What a pity, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for disturbing you or something.

In short, the kind that is particularly spiritual.

Of course, doing it yourself is the last plan. The previous two plans were all based on Lao Fu's hands-on plans.

Regardless of who did it, the fate of the insurgents was the same.

The reason why so many troops were mobilized was not that Jia Liu was afraid that he would not be able to solve it, but purely for the sake of momentum.

Or pull more people into the sea.

Pulling people into the sea is not the meaning of pulling Liang's family into the sea, but to give these people who were pulled a chance to serve the Qing Dynasty.

This feeling, tasting and tasting, has a taste.

The task of attacking the gate was handed over to the Prudent Banner Brigade, which was most valued by the forehead.

That is, the real pillars of the Eight Banners.

For the sake of the fact that everyone is a student of the Eight Banners, and they are still studying and training together in the training camp for half a year, Lu Guozhang, on behalf of all the "classmates", persuaded the "classmates" who had gone astray to surrender for the last time.

This is also the script.

It is also the last chance for the forehead to give the rebels.

Kindness to justice.

Knowing that the gang of the Han army was just outside the gate, and they were about to attack in, Niu Debao, who scorned the Han army from the bottom of his heart, rushed over, and saw Lu Guozhang, who was still wearing a bandage on his shoulder, furious: "You guys What kind of waste do these Han army have to call themselves the children of the Eight Banners here!"

"Nudeburg, you traitor of the Eight Banners, what face do you have to say such things to me!"

Lu Guozhang looked playfully at the Manchurian idiot in front of him, "I kindly advise you, don't be ignorant of good and evil, otherwise the army will attack and you Eight Banners traitors will have a hard time getting a whole corpse!"

"Without further ado!"

Niu Debao pointed the long knife in his hand in the air, and shouted to the Manchurian bannermen at the gate, "For the sake of the Qing Dynasty and the Eight Banners, we have already sworn to sacrifice. Today everyone's blood is splashed here, let our Qing Dynasty, Let our Eight Banners awaken!"

However, Infiniti on the side suddenly shook his head and said, "If it's really not possible, why don't you just surrender?"

These words stunned Niu Debao for a moment, and then he was furious: "Surrender? Have you forgotten the spirit of sacrifice!"

Infiniti did not talk nonsense and directly drew his sword and slashed at Niudberg. Niudelberg was taken aback and quickly dodged to avoid it.

The long knife slashed hard on his right shoulder, pulling out a long bloody mouth, and the flesh inside burst open.

Regardless of the huge pain in his shoulder, the angry Nyuderberg wanted to raise his knife to fight back, but the huge pain in his right arm prevented him from lifting the knife.

"you."

Just two words out of his mouth, Infiniti's knife slashed again, this time right on the neck of Nyuderberg.

When he fell down, Nündberg saw Infiniti and Lynk & Co. He suddenly took out a red sleeve from his bosom and put it on his right arm.

"Open the door!"

"Whoo!"

More than a dozen red-sleeved Mongolian bannermen rushed forward and opened the gate of the camp under the astonished gazes of the rest of their companions.

"kill!"

The bannermen outside rushed in quickly, and the guns in their hands kept firing at the Manchurian bannermen who had no red sleeves on their arms and were still stunned by the scene in front of them.

More than a dozen Manchu and Mongolian bannermen were shot and fell to the ground on the spot. The rest reacted, some subconsciously dropped their weapons and surrendered, and some ran away to the depths of the camp.

"We surrender, we surrender!"

Dozens of Manchu and Mongolian bannermen who threw away their weapons looked hopefully at their Han army classmates. They were willing to plead guilty, but the gunshots rang out.

"The leader of the team has an order, the traitors of the Eight Banners, kill them no matter what!"

The Manchu and Mongolian bannermen who were shot fell one by one in a pool of blood, and groups of anti-insurgency soldiers poured in from the gate, and the flood quickly engulfed the ruined camp like a flood gate.

"For the Qing Dynasty, for the Eight Banners, fight with them!"

Wan Jia's eyes were red. Today was destined to be their burial place. Unwilling to live on, he led a dozen bannermen and rushed towards the anti-chaotic army pouring in like a tide.

It was instantly smashed into a sieve.

"It's coming in!"

Tortobao wanted to join the Minister of Counselor Zartu, but when he was running, a horse behind him galloped up.

Immediately, the knight slashed obliquely, and half of Tortoburg's cheek was cut off, revealing the bones of his face, and his long tongue hung down from the hollow hole in his face.

Toltobao, who fell to the ground, covered his missing face and yelled "Ahhh".

After a while, he couldn't die.

Countless soldiers and horses poured into the camp from all directions.

The sound of gunfire, arrows, and wailing can be heard endlessly.

There was no resistance.

The moment the Pingluan army attacked, the hearts of these Manchurian Eight Banners rebels were completely shattered, and all spirits and illusions disappeared.

There is no miracle, they are not the warriors of the Eight Banners, but the shame of the Eight Banners, the shame of being nailed to the pillar forever.

When the anti-insurgency army came in, Zhaertu, Dalantai and others were in the bright tent, and the sound of fighting outside seemed to be non-existent.

The tent was eerily quiet.

Everyone's heart is cold.

General Dingxi still maintained the last movement before his death—kneeling there.

It's just that the body has no vitality.

A terrible thought rose in the hearts of these core members of the Sacrifice Faction—this is not the heavenly punishment they are proud of, but a conspiracy against them.

Or trap!

Dalantai smiled miserably: "We have been used."

"Come on!"

Zaertu ran out of the big tent, he couldn't die here, he wanted to escape back to the capital, and he wanted to tell the emperor what happened here.

However, the perimeter of the large account was full of Sauron soldiers holding longbows.

Zaertu was shot into a hedgehog on the spot, and the yellow mandarin jacket on his body looked extremely bright under the reflection of the last corner of the eye.

"Don't shoot the arrow, I am Zhenghuangqi,"

Some bannermen fantasized that being in the Three Banners of Manchuria would save him from being killed, but he was also shot as a hedgehog.

"They want to put us to death, do you still expect them to let us go?"

Dalantai showed a spirit of sacrifice, and glanced at the Sauron soldier who was facing his bow.

Raised the knife and rushed up, then fell heavily to the ground.

From the start to the end of the attack, there are at most two sticks of incense before and after.

The anti-insurgency army strictly carried out the military order of the admiral, and cleaned up those Manchu and Mongolian rebels who dared to attack the camp and cause chaos.

The admiral arrived, eager to know if the general had been rescued, but what he received was the bad news that the general had been killed by a traitor.

"General, general!"

The distraught admiral, supported by his own soldiers, threw himself on the bright corpse carried out, looking at the young general who won him seven thousand taels in the past but didn't even give him a comfort money, he beat his chest and cried bitterly, and then Stuffed a white board made of ivory into the general's pocket.

"Good brother, don't worry, I will definitely burn the mahjong tiles to you later."

Howled for a while.

Close.

Looking at the corpses all over the place, his cheeks twitched slightly.

Next, it was his turn to face Gale.

(End of this chapter)