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Chapter 67

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, the wind is high and the water is rushing.

Ahead, the sound of gunfire was still intense.

There was a faint sound of shouting and killing floating in the wind.

"Hold on, hold on to me!"

Jia Liu, who was on the battlefield for the first time and was personally in charge of supervising the formation, waved a long knife behind him from time to time to cheer up his men.

"My father told me that the gun is for cowards!"

"Our ancestors were all Han who fought for the Qing Dynasty. Today it's our turn to be grandchildren. We can't embarrass the old ladies!"

"Whoever dares to retreat, don't blame Goudan for not treating you as brothers!"

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Other jobs are fine, but Jia Liu is really the first time a big girl gets on a sedan chair for this job of killing the enemy, her scalp is numb, her heart is weak and her kidneys are weak.

However, for the Qing Dynasty, he also went all out.

Whether it's soft, hard, dry, or wet, it's all fucking amazing!

If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's son!
But no matter how much Jia Liu mobilized Wang Fu's thirteen guys, a stick of incense passed by, and he only walked less than 300 meters.

It's also difficult for these bannerman children who only know how to play with birds and visit kilns on weekdays. Except for Jia Liu who came to Jinchuan with his own ability, who else came here willingly?
Originally, they all came to Jinchuan with fantasies and then went back, especially when they heard that they were assigned to the Meinuo village, the rear grain and grass base, they were even more delighted.

Who wants to fight to the death with the bandits.

Just now, with a knife in his hand, armor on his body, and a bow on his back, the question is who has swung the knife and who has shot the arrow.

The loud bean-like sound of gunfire in front of him spread in his ears, and everyone panicked.

If you say you are not afraid, your conscience will not let you go!

But Captain Jia didn't know which onion he ate to pack the elephant, forced them to go up, and even used some military tactics to scare them by pulling the flowery bear.

Helpless, everyone had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

After walking a few hundred meters slowly, he was worthy of the court, and also worthy of Captain Jia.

Jia Liu looked anxious, and kept urging him, but he didn't know whether it was the influence of the cowards in front, or the Huagouxiong dragged him back, causing Jia Liu's steps to be slow.

From time to time, he looked towards the mountains on both sides, very vigilant, maybe because he was afraid that there were also Fanbing here.

If the situation is not right, Hua Gouxiong is a national treasure, and it should be used as a shield for Captain Jia.

"team leader!"

Wang Fu suddenly turned around nervously and shouted back, but found that the captain was seven or eight feet away from them.

"What's up!"

Jia Liu pulled Hua Gouxiong to his side.

Goudan was extremely reluctant, but under the coercion of his boss, he was forced to move his obese body over, perfectly covering most of Captain Jia's body.

"There seems to be less gunshots ahead!"

When Wang Fu said this, he had secretly vowed that when he returned to Meinuo Village, he would write to his family asking for money, and no matter what, he would donate an official.

Because, as an official, you can hide behind.

"What, the sound of gunshots has faded?"

Jia Liu straightened his body, pricked up his ears to listen, and sure enough, the gunshots coming from ahead were not as intense as before.

Could it be that after Liu De and the others went up, the thieves withdrew immediately?

Eighty percent of them are like this!
"Brothers, come on!"

Encouraged, Jia Liu kicked Huagouxiong's ass.

A group of bannermen's children also heard good news ahead, and their speed subconsciously increased a bit.

This time, the advance was extremely rapid.

One stick of incense advances one mile.

At this time, the gunshots coming from the front were no longer thin, but thin, and there were only scattered ones.

Comprehensive judgment, I am afraid it is over.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Jia Liu dropped the dog egg, rushed to the front of the team with a knife, and took the lead in charging.

"kill!"

The children of the [-]th and Eighth Banners are as imposing as thousands of troops.

After three turns and two turns, a long and narrow mountain road appeared in front of everyone.

Black smoke filled the air, and fires were still burning in many places.

"Captain, this way!"

Zu Yingyuan, who was lying behind the stone with the Suras, waved and shouted when he saw Captain Jia and his party who finally arrived from behind.

Jia Liu first glanced at Haosheng on both sides of the mountain, then bowed his body and followed an old lady in a catwalk like a catwalk.

This is called sailing a ten-thousand-year boat carefully, who knows if there is a bandit with a gun buried on it.

It really is, with Mr. Jia's skills, he won't win the bid unless he is a dead mouse.

When they got to the ground, they first pulled Sura to the side, and then buried themselves behind the stone.

"Where's Liu De?"

"Liu took the general manager there."

Zu Yingyuan pointed to the front, and Jia Liu poked his head slightly to look forward through the cracks in the rocks. He could vaguely see Liu De leading the people carefully shuttling among the rickety vehicles.

Many boxes fell on the road, and silver ingots were scattered all over the ground.

Although the gunfire stopped, it seemed that there was still fighting ahead.

From time to time, someone was yelling at something.

In addition, many civilian husbands lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

Jia Liu shrank back and asked, "How many thieves are there?"

"do not know."

Zu Yingyuan said that they didn't see the Fan Bandits at all, because they had been hiding here since they came here and didn't dare to move.

The reason was that the Fanbing's shotguns in front were too dense, and Liu Bao always said that they would be beaten into a hornet's nest by the Fanbing's shotguns if they went up like this.

For the sake of the safety of all Su La, even if Zu Yingyuan wanted to show off his personal heroism, he could only suppress his temper.

"Where people lose land, all people and land exist."

Jia Liu concluded that he wanted to get up again to see if Liu De and the others touched it. The sound of the guns that stopped suddenly rang out again, accompanied by the roaring and killing sounds of many people.

There was a man with a loud voice, as if he was talking about killing thieves for the court, all on this day or something.

It also seems to say that there are only bannermen who die in battle, and there are no bannermen who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

It should be mobilizing the last manpower to make a desperate arrest, so as to join up with the arresting team that arrived.

The bandits also found the arresting team approaching, and their offensive became more and more fierce, as if they wanted to finish off the stubborn Qing army before the arresting team rushed over.

Peng Xiaohan, who was forced to come back, said that the voice just now seemed to be Turge, the leader of the Mongolian Eight Banners.

"Didn't you say he was seriously injured?"

"This"

Damn, not a word of truth.

Jia Liu was annoyed, and poked his head out cautiously, but apart from the thick smoke from firecrackers, the black smoke from burned vehicles and fire cages, he couldn't see clearly what was ahead.

"Captain, let's touch it!"

Zu Yingyuan pointed to the slope on the right, meaning to go up from here and go around to the back of the bandits, so they should be able to catch them by surprise.

"Okay, I'll go!"

Half-grown child Yang Yuchun was really not afraid of death, he tried to climb up the iron bar, but was grabbed by Mrs. Jia and pulled back.

"Dongge, there are people from the Eight Banners in front of us, we can't just ignore death."

Zu Yingyuan knew that Guizi Liu was cowarding again, so he lowered his voice to remind him.

"It's not that I don't want to help, it's just,"

just what?
Jia Liu is really helpless.

Because, why did he want to save?
The people of the Manchu Eight Banners and Mongolian Eight Banners died more, which can reflect the importance of the Han Eight Banners.

With fewer competitors, he, Mr. Jia, can get more opportunities to improve.

The reason is very simple.

Logically, there is no problem.

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