Liu Ziguang and his party entered the camp and came to the banquet table. Sun Chao led the crowd to pay homage to the commander-in-chief, and then introduced his soldiers one by one to Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang listened to Sun Chao's introduction with a smile and kept nodding.
After praising the bravery of the heroes, everyone sat down according to their rank and drank. The brothers in the red shirt group surrounded the newcomers in groups of two or three and kept toasting. The atmosphere was very warm.
After drinking for three rounds, Liu Ziguang said to Sun Chao: "Master Sun, I also have a man from Gaoyang, Hebei Province, who happens to be surnamed Sun. You guys in the hometown should get closer to each other in the future." After saying this, he waved his hand, and a second came from behind.
A young man of about ten years old, dressed in a red robe and with two stars on his chest, looked like a young officer in a red shirt regiment.
Sun Chao quickly stood up and clasped his fists in salute: "May I ask this brother's name? I know almost everyone with the surname Sun in Gaoyang. I don't know which house you are from."
The young officer also clasped his fists and said: "What a coincidence, like my brother, I also have a single name and a super character, and I am the direct grandson of the old man Dan."
Sun Chao's face changed drastically, and his right hand subconsciously wanted to pull out the sword, but he calmed down again in an instant. This is a lie to me. They can't find the real descendants of the Sun family. Then he pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile:
"Brother, I'm joking. In the Battle of Gaoyang, all the 17 male members of the Sun family died for their country except me. I don't know, brother..." Halfway through the words, Sun Chao secretly observed Liu Ziguang's expression and saw this spy of the Ming Dynasty.
The leader had a confident smile on his face, as if he had already made up his mind.
No, it seems that we have really fallen into a trap. This thought flashed through Sun Chao's mind like a flash of lightning. Is it just like this that all the previous efforts have been wasted and all the efforts have been wasted? Has the effort made in the past few months been wasted? No, as a person
The children of Zhenghuang Banner must not give up easily at any juncture. Since the enemy has led all the brothers into the barracks with the intention of catching them all, they have underestimated our determination and courage. These thirty-four warriors are all Batulu.
Whether it is hand-to-hand combat or horse-mounted combat, he is a first-class expert, and there is no problem if one is equal to ten.
The big enemy Liu Ziguang is right in front of him. As long as he kills him, half of the mission will be completed. The soldiers of the Red Shirt Regiment present are all lax. Apparently they are not ready for battle. Go ahead! Suo'etu made a decision in an instant.
"Do it!" Suo'etu shouted loudly, and quickly drew out the sword from his waist and stabbed Liu Ziguang. Thirty-four Manchu warriors also picked up the weapon and hit the red-shirted soldiers sitting around. However, as soon as they stood up, they
He felt dizzy and unsteady in the battle. Let alone hitting anyone, there were guards standing in front of Liu Ziguang with their swords drawn. They were fighting with Suo'etu. Liu Ziguang sat firmly in his seat and pointed at the thirty-four
The Manchu warrior smiled and said: "That's true."
Sure enough, following his words, thirty-two of the thirty-four people fell to the ground on the spot. The remaining two were smarter and did not drink the poisonous wine. They picked up the muskets placed by the table and fired at Liu Ziguang.
Shooting, they have just learned that they can fire muskets by pulling the trigger, but there is no movement from the muskets after pulling the trigger repeatedly. The muskets without ammunition are not as good as burning fire sticks. How do these poor Manchu Batulu know?
The two were quickly subdued, but Suo'etu on the other side became more and more courageous as he fought. Neither of the two guards was his opponent. Liu Ziguang waved his hand, and the real Sun Chao pulled out a short fire gun from the holster on his waist and fired with a flick of his hand.
, hit Suo'etu's thigh, and Suo'etu was seriously injured and had to surrender.
Thirty-five wooden stakes were erected in the camp, and a stripped and naked Batulu was tied to each stake. Although Nanjing was not as cold as the Northeast, it was not something that a bare butt could hold up, and there was also a fierce and ferocious nature.
The thugs kept pouring cold water on the body, and even the man who grew up in the ice and snow couldn't bear the taste.
"Recruit other accomplices and let you live." Liu Ziguang said standing in front of Suo'etu.
"Bah! Han dogs, the heroes who went south from the Qing Dynasty are all here. You can kill or scratch them as you please." Suo'etu cursed loudly and shot a mouthful of blood-streaked phlegm at Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang dodged and sneered: "
I don’t believe you are all hard-nosed.” Immediately, people were asked to interrogate Batulu, who had already been splashed with cold water and woke up.
The other thirty-four people were all tough men like Suo'etu. Faced with the threat of torture and death, no one was a coward. After asking for a long time, there was still no result.
"Shoot them all." Liu Ziguang was furious and ordered the execution of the thirty-five Manchu spies. The camp was not suitable for killing people. These people were unhooked from the stakes and escorted one by one outside the camp gate for execution. Every few seconds
There was a gunshot, but the Batulus were not afraid. They were all chatting and laughing. Each person who was taken away said to the people behind him calmly: "Brother, let's go first. Let's go to the underworld and continue to kill the Han dogs." Heroic spirit.
Breathtaking.
After thirty-four gunshots, the last person to be escorted to the execution ground was Suo'etu. When he passed by Liu Ziguang, he suddenly stopped, stared at Liu Ziguang and asked: "How on earth did you discover the flaw?"
? The person named Sun behind you is definitely not a real descendant of the Sun family."
"Haha, let me make it clear to you today. It is true that no one in Mr. Sun Ge's family survived, but this does not mean that no one survived in Gaoyang City. Mr. Sun Ge has a grandson named Sun Chao. If he is alive, he should be similar to you.
You are young, but what you didn't expect is that Sun Chao's childhood playmate was in our army, and he recognized you as a fake at a glance." Liu Ziguang lowered his voice and said to Suo'etu.
"The plan was not good, it was my negligence." Suo'etu looked up to the sky and sighed, man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations.
"I made you understand this before I died. Shouldn't you also tell me your real name? So that I can build a tombstone for you." Liu Ziguang said.
"I am Suo'etu, the son of the Commander-in-Chief of the Zhenghuang Banner of Manchuria, Zhang Jing of the Military Aircraft Department, and the Minister of Gu Ming, Suo'etu." Suo'etu twisted his neck and proudly announced his name.
It turned out to be Suo'etu. Liu Ziguang nodded and waved them over.
Soetu walked towards the camp gate step by step under the escort of the soldiers. The frustration of the failed mission exceeded the fear of imminent death. Because of his own mistakes, first hundreds of elite soldiers died when attacking the special train, and then these thirty-four warriors.
Before he died, he didn't even have a Han dog to support him, and he was humiliated last night. He watched his woman being ravaged by his enemies. All of this made Suo'etu extremely painful. Perhaps death could free him.
Before reaching the execution site, Suo'etu suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head and immediately lost consciousness. The escorting soldiers put away the rubber-wrapped iron rod, lifted Suo'etu and loaded it into a carriage for transportation.
Liu Ziguang would not be stupid enough to shoot these prisoners without squeezing them dry. Each of the thirty-five people is alive, but everyone thinks that he is the only survivor. These people will be sent to the Nachang Yamen for interrogation by special personnel.
Torture, fatigue tactics, and the latest electrotherapy are all available to make them talk.
"From now on, you are the real Sun Chao, do you understand?" Liu Ziguang stuffed the sword that was used to defraud Suo'etu into the arms of the "real Sun Chao" and said. This young man is indeed from Gaoyang, Hebei, and is related to
The relationship with the Sun family is very close. He is the son of the Sun family's coach, named Sun Xiaohu. He grew up in the Sun family compound and was playmates with Sun Chao. Who is in the Sun family and how the family is organized are all very important.
It is clear that when the city of Gaoyang was destroyed, Sun Xiaohu was the only survivor. Later, when he was a little older, he was captured by the Qing army. He was captured on the Xuzhou front line and moved to the Liguo Iron Works as a slave. He was a genuine red man.
Veteran member of the shirt group.
Suo'etu's deception reminded Liu Ziguang that Sun Chengzong was a patriarch of Donglin, and pretending to be his descendant was obviously a good way. Just imagine how many Donglin Party members would be excited by the appearance of an orphan from the Sun family. If this orphan participated in politics
, then the future will be limitless.
"Yes, sir." The general's son said seriously. He is a very smart man. He understood what Liu Ziguang meant very well. The orphan of the Sun family is excellent political capital. In the future, not only will he be able to prosper, but he will also be able to do better.
The great handsome man is working for me, which is indeed a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
"You should take Sun Chao's name for this exam. I will guarantee you a Jinshi title. After you get the title, I will take you to visit Mr. Ge's disciples. With their recommendation, your career will be smooth sailing."
Liu Ziguang smiled and said, as the deputy examiner, it is not difficult to do this.
When Liu Ziguang returned to the house, Han Xueer hurried over to wait on him. Liu Ziguang stood there and let Han Xueer help him take off his hat and clothes, take off his sword and gun, and then lay down on a recliner covered with tiger skin and let two little maids rub his shoulders.
"Xue'er, did you know that the guy who calls himself Mr. Sun is actually a fake? He is actually a dog Tatar, and his name is Suo'etu." Liu Ziguang said casually.
Han Xueer's body trembled slightly, then she regained her composure and said with a smile: "I am so wise and powerful that the Tatars cannot coax you. Playing tricks in front of you is not asking for death."
"That's right, this kid was beaten to death by his brothers..." After hearing this, Han Xue'er, who was preparing her sword and gun, unconsciously touched the wooden handle of the short fire gun. Liu Ziguang was drinking a cup of hot tea, looking at her.
He glanced at Han Xueer through the tea mist, and said casually: "If I hadn't held her, I would have been beaten to death. Now I still have one breath left, and I'm being held in prison."
After all, Han Xueer's hand still didn't touch the handle of the gun. After she arranged the sword and gun and hung it on the wall, she moved lightly to Liu Ziguang and smiled softly: "Master, the slave family is most afraid of hearing those who fight and kill, why not