Perhaps it was fate. After arriving at Luobowa Mountain, Fukang'an sent someone to call Jia Liu there. Jia Liu thought he was discussing the attack on the Fanjun fortress. Unexpectedly, Fukang'an actually offered to exchange a hundred taels of gold for his Sula
, euphemistically called cherishing talents.
Shuan Zhu didn't follow, so this Su La must be talking about Yang Yuchun.
"This healthy boy of ours will not be exchanged for even a hundred taels of gold, even if it is ten thousand taels of gold."
Jia Liu refused Fu Kangan's unwelcome wish without any courtesy, and did not give him any face. Who told Fu Xiaoerzi not to look at his relatives?
As long as Fu Kang'an had some sense of worldliness, Jia Liu would not put him first on the blacklist, but at most in the top three.
There's nothing I can do about it, Fu Xiaoerzi is so young that he doesn't know how to eat three bowls of noodles in life.
If he were ten years older, he wouldn't be so annoying.
Becoming an adult at the age of 13 lacks experience.
Guo Xiu, the counselor of Ganzhou, and Xindasu, the counselor of Jilin's Solon camp, were also in the tent. They were a little confused after hearing Jia Liu's refusal.
It's just Su Laer who is a martial artist. Not to mention that Mr. Fu is willing to give a hundred taels of gold in exchange. Even if he doesn't take any money, he will still exchange it happily.
Although you, Jia Tulu, were granted the gift of two-eyed flowers and feathers by the Emperor, Fudu ordered the Emperor to call you uncle!
As for having a falling out with Fudutong over a Sula slave?
Fukang'an didn't expect Jia Liu to refuse so simply and neatly. He was startled and waved his hand: "Get out."
The tone was obviously unhappy and tempered.
"I'm resigning!"
Jia Liu didn't hesitate and left directly.
As a result, Jia Tulu and the 250 Banner and Han soldiers he brought became bystanders of the war, and Fukangan did not take him to play.
Jia Liu had no part in military discussions, no part in arranging troops, and no one even knew when to launch an attack on Jia Liu. It was like traveling at public expense.
"Sir, the person named Fu is too much. He clearly doesn't take you seriously!"
Yang Yuchun was so angry that as long as the master nodded, he would change his clothes and go over there at night and knock the lucky flag to death, venting his anger on his behalf.
"The first level of officialdom is crushing people to death. What can I do?"
Jia Liu wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve. He was so happy that he couldn't hold it back for a while.
If Fukang'an wants to sing a one-man show, let him do it well. If he can win it, he has the ability. If he can't win it, it has nothing to do with him, Jatulu.
The conscience of heaven and earth is not that he doesn't want to work hard, but that his boss won't let him work hard.
But it’s troublesome. Fu Xiaoerzi made it so clear that he just left Jia Tulu aside and went it alone, leaving Jia Master without even a chance to take advantage of him. How to do it?
I also thought that this kid was obsessed with Xiao Chunzi, so he had to be killed as soon as possible, otherwise it would not be fun to get a transfer order to force him to let him go.
As for Fukang'an's death, who will be the fire captain of the Qing Dynasty? There is no need to ask the answer.
Of course it was Jia Jiashikai who was loyal to his country.
He ordered Madri and another Sauron captain to make peace with the soldiers. When it was time to eat and drink, they went up to the mountains to hunt if they were too idle.
A group of Sauron soldiers have exchanged their weapons for cannons. With the strong support of the two adults, Bo Qing'e and Boling'a, they have obtained all the equipment such as strong bows and crossbows, armor and summer clothes, and Master Jia's financial offensive and spiritual appeal.
, reborn one by one, as if they were Jatulu’s special attack team.
I don’t know what Hailancha’s spirit in heaven feels.
With nothing to do, Jia Liu went to sleep in the tent and continued reading, unaffected by the sound of gunshots in front of him.
I really was sitting on the city tower, watching the mountain scenery, and could hear the chaos outside the city...
...........
Two days later.
There is a grave on the mountain ridge two or three miles opposite the Lobova Mountain fortress.
Jia Liu stepped on the grave with one foot and placed the other one below. He held a telescope in a herringbone-shaped posture and looked at the battlefield where the fighting was taking place.
Fukang'an had already organized two offensives. The first time was for Guo Xiu to command the Jiangxi camp troops to attack. In the middle of the attack, it rained heavily. The firearms of the Green camp were damp and unable to fight in the rain, so they had no choice but to withdraw.
The second time, supplemented by Jiangxi camp soldiers and mainly composed of 300 tiger-clad and rattan-branded soldiers, they attacked with large shields, bamboo and rattan. At first, the progress was smooth, but when they arrived at the Fan army's fortress, they were thrown from the fort by the Fan army.
The kerosene was forced back.
In two strong attacks, the Qing army lost more than a hundred people, and the rebels' casualties were unknown.
Although Fukang'an did not even allow him to participate in the military meeting, so he could not judge and analyze from the battle report, but from the observation of the battlefield situation, it was concluded that Fu Xiaoerzi changed his strategy and concentrated his elite troops to mainly attack the west blockhouse, and only conducted a diversionary attack on the east blockhouse.
It just doesn't look very effective, because the two Fan army bunkers are less than a hundred feet apart. No matter which bunker the attacking Qing army attacks, they are within the musket range of the other bunker.
The soldiers of the Qing army were also brave and braved the guns of the Japanese army to continuously launch attacks.
On the top of the mountain, gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Down the slope, Fukang'an, who was wearing a sharp helmet and bright armor, was waiting anxiously surrounded by his subordinates.
The telescope was moved behind Fukang'an. Jia Liu put the middle and index fingers of his right hand together, clasped his thumbs, and made a "pia" sound in his mouth. Then he moved the telescope back to the mountain to observe carefully.
The two bunkers were hundreds of feet apart, with cliffs on both sides. Jia Liu took a telescope and took a look at them, but finally gave up on the surprise attack method of climbing with dead men.
He estimated that Fukangan had already observed it.
In this battle, human lives are literally being taken and the fight is attrition.
He jumped down from the grave and handed the telescope to Yang Yuchun. He did not just regard Yang Yuchun as a thug, but also wanted to cultivate his ability to lead in combat.
Yang Yuchun excitedly took the telescope and sat on the grave to observe carefully. After looking at it for a long time, he put down the telescope and said to Jia Liu who was lying on the grave with his eyes closed and concentrating: "Sir, this kind of attack cannot break the thief's fortress.
"
"What do you think?" Jia Liu opened his eyes.
Yang Yuchun said: "We have to use mounds of earth."
"What's the meaning?"
Jia Liu sat upright and signaled Yang Yuchun to speak boldly.
"What I mean is to use the mound as a cover to shorten the attack distance..."
Yang Yuchun casually picked up a branch and drew the two stone blockhouses for the Fan bandits on the ground. He also drew the Qing army's attack point, measured the distance in between with his hands, and proposed the tactic of using mud piles to advance.
The idea is actually similar to that of later generations of army operations, except that one is to dig trenches as close as possible to the shortest attack distance, and the other is to continuously pile soil to create barriers until the bunker is reached.
This is a stupid method, it requires a lot of earthwork and is time-consuming, but it has to be said that it is a very effective method.
Jia Liu realized that this method was feasible. In ancient times, when the attacking party was unable to break the city despite having an absolute military advantage, they would pile earth around the enemy's city and pile it higher and higher, thereby reversing the geographical advantage of both sides and making the enemy's city more powerful.
The attacking side is condescending, while the defending side attacks from above.
Stupid is just a little bit stupid, but as long as you can win a war, no matter how stupid you are, it is a classic.
"If there is a chance, I will let you lead the troops and make you the commander-in-chief."
Jia Liu patted Yang Yuchun on the shoulder, but no matter how good this method was, Jia Liu would not tell Fu Kang'an to see how this kid would play.
Unsurprisingly, the third offensive organized by Fukang'an was still fruitless, and the losses this time were huge, with nearly a hundred tiger-clad and rattan-branded soldiers being lost.
I heard that Fukang'an also beheaded several Jiangxi Green Camp soldiers who cowered in battle.
Three successive attacks failed, and this proud man of heaven began to lose his sense of proportion. He even sent people to persuade them to surrender, promising that as long as the bandits in the bunker were willing to surrender, not only would they not be killed, but they would also be used by his own troops.
This is a very good treatment.
Of course, the bandit also refused, and then two words were hung on the stone blockhouse on the top of the mountain.
One book: "On the eightyth day, people pledge allegiance to the people of Taizu's seventeenth dynasty."
One book: "One hundred thousand people died together for justice, leaving three hundred miles of Ming Dynasty."
A large flag was raised from the west blockhouse, with four characters written on it - sun, moon, mountains and rivers.