Chapter 106 Young Master, are they going to kill us?
"The southwest and northwest of the camp are all green camp soldiers, the northeast is the forward camp, the Jianrui camp is here, the firearms camp is here, and here are the artillery team, feed room, and grain depot."
Under the dim oil lamp, the key members of the joint advancement association stared at the map on the table next to each other, while those who could not be seen behind them raised their ears and listened carefully, lest they miss something.
This layout plan of Muguomu Camp was provided by Chairman Li to Chairman Jiadai on his own initiative, because Chairman Li must ensure that this operation is 100% successful, otherwise he will be in no less trouble than these bold bannermen.
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Fear of death and fear of trouble are two different things.
As long as he can get back the blood letter, Chairman Li will still be a good official of the Qing Dynasty.
Moreover, he is an honest official who is not corrupt.
"After the operation starts, we must set fires on the east, west, north and south sides at the same time so that the entire camp can be chaotic, especially here,"
Jia Liu pointed to the right corner of the camp layout map and told the backbone group that this was the plateau people's camp, so someone had to go over and scare these plateau people out, otherwise the plateau people would stay in the camp and why would they be blamed?
Ask others to carry it.
"Sir, I will lead a team of people over and force them out!"
Zhang Dabiao, a flag soldier with a family of six to support, took the initiative to ask Ying. In order to save the money Master Jia gave him and save his own life, he would not only kill Wen Zhongtang, but also kill him even if he came.
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"Okay! After the people from the plateau come out, don't fight with them. Come back here immediately and don't go anywhere! The others will also come here to meet up after they succeed, you know?"
"Know!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Jia Liu picked up the layout drawing on the table and lit it on the oil lamp. As the drawing turned into dust, the nervous expressions on everyone's faces began to become determined.
This was a key action that determined their lives and whether they could have smooth sailing in the officialdom of the Qing Dynasty.
You can only succeed, not success or failure!
After scanning the faces of the key members one by one, Jia Liu took a piece of white cloth from Shuan Zhu and tied it on his right arm. There was no room for doubt and he said forcefully: "I'll say it again, we are not rebelling, we are rebels.
For the Qing Dynasty!"
"For the Qing Dynasty!"
The program of the joint development association is deeply imprinted in the hearts of the backbones of the gangs like blood.
They are righteous.
The evil one is Wen Zhongtang. It is Wen Zhongtang who does not give them the opportunity to serve the country, so if we want to defeat him, we must defeat him!
Everyone also tied the white cloth prepared in advance on their arms.
Once the action begins, the camp will inevitably be in chaos. This is the only way to distinguish your own people.
"Well,"
Jia Liu subconsciously looked at his left wrist, but regretfully found that there was no watch on it, but this did not affect his determination to take action.
Zu Yingyuan finally added: "If someone is unfortunately injured and asked to be chased out, I think everyone knows what to do, right?"
After a pause, "If I get hurt, brothers, please give me a break!"
Everyone was silent, then turned around and started taking action.
After everyone was gone, Jia Liu looked at his confidant "Er Yang", hesitated for a moment and said: "If I get injured, Zhuan Zhu, you just run on your back, Xiao Chunzi, you use the stick to cover, the three of us will
A man goes up to the mountains to fight guerrillas. As long as I have this fire, there is hope."
Thinking about it, he felt uneasy, "You can keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Do you understand?"
The Muguomu Camp was eerily quiet in the middle of the night, with no sound except for groups of patrols passing by from time to time.
Underneath the silence, there is a terrifying power hidden.
The destructive power from the Qing Dynasty’s Eight Banners, the most powerful force on the planet!
Jia Liu personally led a team to attack Wen Zhongtang's tent. The purpose of all the chaos was to get rid of Wen Zhongtang, so he had to personally lead people there in order to see with his own eyes that the stone that would hinder his progress was successfully removed.
Even though he never killed anyone or set fire to anything.
Yang Yuchun followed Mr. Jia closely with an iron rod in his hand. Although his latrine attack method was very creative, it was a pity that Chairman Li told him that Wen Zhongtang used a Gongtong, and there was a dedicated person in charge of the Gongtong, regardless of whether it was a large or small defecation.
, Wen Zhongtang always dealt with matters in the big tent, so there was no hut for him to hide.
President Li also confessed that Wen Zhongtang, as the commander-in-chief of the army, had more than 80 personal guards and hundreds of external guards, so it was impossible for them to directly break into Wen Zhongtang's tent.
But as long as the camp is in chaos, Wen Zhongtang will definitely leave the tent and come out to check the situation. At that time, it will be the best opportunity to kill the army commander.
Only one chance.
If you cannot succeed in one attack, you must evacuate quickly without any hesitation.
Jia Liushen thought so, so his team of assault team members carried 35 muskets. Before that, their team had to set fire to create chaos around the tent and lure Wen Zhongtang out.
The place Jia Liu chose to set the fire was the Jianruiying Yaozi Storehouse, about three hundred meters away from Wenzhongtang's main tent.
Nothing is scarier than an explosion, and nothing spreads fire faster.
After leading the people to sneak a certain distance quietly in the night, Jia Liu quickly motioned for everyone to squat beside a horse pen because there was a group of officers and soldiers from the Jianrui Battalion patrolling ahead.
Inside are the war horses of the forward battalion. Although these horses are of no use in Jinchuan, they are convenient for the forward battalion to ask for more money and food from above.
Not far away, dozens of tents and wooden houses originally built by the Fan people were inhabited by Qing troops. If you listen carefully, you can hear snoring.
A few bonfires were the only source of illumination in this area. On the sentry tower next to the wooden fence, there were two or three trapped soldiers standing.
Jia Liu quietly straightened up and looked around. After confirming that the patrols from the Jianrui Battalion in front were gone, he made a gesture to his men.
More than forty people crouched close to the wooden fence and moved forward quietly.
No one discovered them, or no one would have thought that someone of their own was about to cause a shocking crime.
This person is still helping the Eight Banners disciples.
Relying on his memory and the beating of his heart, Jia Liu led his men and continued to move forward carefully.
Finally, the team sneaked to the end of the wooden fence. There was another row of wooden fences three to four feet in front. Inside was the territory of Jianrui camp. The Yaozi warehouse was a hundred feet to the right of Jia Liu.
The entire camp was built around Muguomu Village. Since there were more than 30,000 Qing troops gathered here, the interior was divided into different areas.
Corresponding fences were set up in each area to ensure that the Fan army would not collapse at the first touch when attacking, and the Qing army could also rely on the favorable terrain to defend and counterattack.
When setting a fire, you must light the torch, otherwise it will be useless to hold a fire stick.
"Master!"
Yang Zhi handed the torch dipped in kerosene into the young master's hand.
Jia Liu calmed down, took out the torch and lit the torch, and his vision suddenly became brighter.
After looking to the left, Jia Liu held a torch and leaned out to look to the right. Only after confirming that there was no patrol, could he lead the team to rush over and set fire.
However, just as he stepped out with one foot and turned his head around, there was a torch lighting up on the other side of the fence.
Two heads and four eyes looking at each other.
One is Jia Qianfeng of the Han army, and the other is Mu Zhangjing of Manchuria.
Both sides looked at each other with surprise and suspicion.
In the distance, there were even more flames rising into the sky, and then the shouts of killing shook the sky: "Kill the Qing dog, kill the Qing dog!"
Yang Zhi, who didn't know that the young master was in a daze, heard the shouting of killing in the distance and felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but tugged on the young master and lowered his voice and asked: "Master, do they mean us when they call Qing Gou?"