Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Blanqui looked at this veteran who was acting like a scammer and knew that he had met a difficult opponent.

He had to be clear about the reasoning, and then pay the money. Only then would he be able to change his path of survival.

"Sir, tell me, is the reward given to you by your superiors cheap? Let's see how much my brain is worth! "

"Haha, your life is worth a thousand francs. The remaining soldiers will cost three hundred francs each, but they are requesting an autopsy!"

Blanqui was enraged, "How much? A thousand francs? Three hundred francs? Do you think I'm some ignorant villager? A person who is about to die like me, you still have the nerve to lie to me? "

The veteran waved the purse in his hand and laughed dryly, "That's right, you are not easy to fool. Even big figures have seen the real world!" "To tell you the truth, your head is worth three thousand francs. Everyone else is worth one thousand francs each …"

"My brothers and I also need to earn some money. We can't just give it all to these foolish villagers!" After saying that, he turned around to look at the villagers in the distance. Even if the distance was far enough away, he was not afraid that they would hear him.

Blanqui sighed helplessly: "Sir, if what you said was the truth, then you were also deceived … Do you know how much my head is worth? "

"The reward of one hundred thousand francs has already been passed on the assassination list! "The other leaders of the commune also reward themselves at fifty thousand francs, and the most loyal warriors by my side each have a life worth ten thousand francs!"

"Three thousand? A thousand? What level of skinning have you guys reached!? "

What Blanqui said immediately stunned the old soldier, "Oh my god …" Is that true? "

"Sure enough, don't you know that the commune has its own intelligence organization? Did we escape so many assassination attempts due to luck and luck? "

"We are aware of the enemy's every move, which is why we are able to escape multiple times!"

Seeing that the French soldier's expression was a little dazed, Blanqui frowned and said, "It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, I can promise you that … "Let us pass your checkpoint, let us enter the mountains, and I will give you two hundred thousand francs!"

"How much? Two hundred thousand! " The veteran almost jumped up, his eyes filled with an expression of disbelief, then swept his gaze across Blanqui.

Blanqui shook his head: "Of course I didn't bring that much cash. We brought a total of 5000 francs in cash on this trip of ours … As you know, we don't even need money in our lives! "

"According to our plans, we have brothers in every city. These five thousand francs are just an emergency!"

"I'll give you everything. As for the remaining two hundred thousand, I'll write you an IOU. As long as you have my note, any thread in the commune will contact you!"

"Believe me, two hundred thousand is not a lot of money!"

French Veterans blinked his eyes crafty. "Empty gloves? Do you think I'm stupid enough to believe you? You want to live just because you beat the bill? "

Blanqui used the aura of a superior and growled, "Sir, use your intelligence to think carefully! I, Blanqui, am not actually a rich person. On the contrary, I am very poor, but do not forget that I am the leader recognized by all of the working class! "

"If you think about it carefully, with two hundred thousand francs in your hand, you can retire forever and become a rich squire!"

"You can buy a villa in the countryside and several hundred acres of land. You can marry the most beautiful wife and raise a large number of children!"

"Your class will be promoted and you will be able to completely change your fate! Even your descendants can change their fates, what are you still considering? "

Blanqui's enticement was obviously effective, he could clearly see the greed in the veteran's eyes.

Blanqui immediately followed up: "Sir, not only do you have money, you also have the respect of all the working class in the world. You will become a virtuous and noble person!"

"From the day we were born, our commune had been fighting for the welfare of the poor! Can't you see the hardships of life? Can't you see the huge wealth difference in society? "

"Look at those farmers behind you. They can kill for a few hundred francs and risk being killed …" They probably only live their lives with salted oatmeal. They can't even afford white bread and sausages! "

"You have worked so hard every day, yet all the money you earned was taken away by the landlords and loan sharks. Don't you see all this suffering? Our commune wants to fight for the benefit of these poor people! "

"If you let us go, not only will you get two hundred thousand francs, but you will also get the kindness and serenity of your heart!"

"I think you will make the right choice! As long as you choose to believe me, this bet is simple... Isn't it? "

The old soldier's fingers that were holding onto the money bag were clearly using a lot of strength. His knuckles were already white, and Blanqui knew that he was intensely struggling in his heart.

"Give him the rest of our money! This is our sincerity! "

Another purse was tossed over, and the stupefied veteran subconsciously reached out to grab it. This time, he finally had five thousand francs!

Five thousand francs! This was already not a small number. A 12 mu of grape field was something that could be bought. This was a family property that would never change even after ten thousand years!

"Damnit, people die for money while birds die for food! "Alright, you guys go, I'll take this gamble …"

Everyone in the barn let out a sigh of relief. It looked like they had finally passed the test.

The members of the commune supported the wounded and cautiously walked out of the barn. The squad leader of the French Army returned to the main road and shouted, "All of you, get out of the way! All of you …" As she spoke, she winked at her direct descendant.

The villagers had a big hole in them, the soldiers had also put down their rifles and removed the bayonets from their muzzles. The old class monitor started to give his men the francs, this scene made Blanqui and the others even more at ease.

They could only rely on their legs to enter the mountain range, but that wouldn't be a problem for them. They were all warriors who had been through tough times growing up, and no one cared about walking on the mountain path.

The group of people quickly walked towards the village. Just as Blanqui and the group of people relaxed their vigilance and walked past the few French soldiers, the old veteran class monitor suddenly bellowed.

"Hurry up! Kill them all! "

"You are treacherous! "Bastard …" Before Blanqui could finish cursing, he saw the surrounding soldiers and villagers pouncing towards him like tigers, and their subordinates who were caught off guard had their bodies pierced by the bright bayonets.

There was no way to guard against an armpit attack. Both sides were at hand!

The squad leader's target was Blanqui, he took out a dagger from his boot, and smashed Blanqui to the ground with his body!

Blanqui's right face was pressed against the ground, the scene in front of him was completely inverted. He watched helplessly as his subordinates were surrounded by a group of soldiers and villagers, the cold shining bayonet piercing through their hearts, pulling them out with a dark red color!

"Why? Why do you hate us so much! "Why is that?"