Chapter 173 Working with Mr. Jia is really exciting
Fukangan is still young and ignorant.
I don’t know that face is actually worthless, but life is the most precious thing in this world.
Jia Liu is just trying to provoke Fu Kang'an. Aren't you trying to be a hero? Well, as a leader, if you have the ability, just take the lead in the charge. Don't fucking direct others from behind.
It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and run around.
Are they the wolves of the Eight Banners or the native dogs of the Qing Dynasty? The truth will be revealed on the battlefield!
If you win, you will be prosperous and safe.
If you lose the fight, you Fukangan are also awesome.
Just by taking the lead and charging in person, your boy can become the successor of the dead ghost Hai Lancha and live up to your uncle's deliberate cultivation of you.
I don’t dare. I’m a coward. Let’s sit down and discuss a safe solution. Anyway, your Uncle Jia is not unwilling to help you take down these two bunkers.
Fukang'an, who was young and careless, resolutely chose to wear armor and attack the bunker. He couldn't give up in front of so many people, saying that he was afraid of death and did not dare to go into battle!
OK, that's it.
"I will live and die with you tomorrow, I swear, I will seize the thief's fortress!"
Jia Liu bowed his hands and said goodbye. The eldest nephew was not afraid of death. As Uncle Jia, he could still play tricks on the younger generation.
"Sir, you must not do this!"
After Jia Liu left, Fukang'an's personal guards were all anxious, and one by one they tried hard to persuade Mr. Du Tong not to risk his life, because the thief's guns didn't matter whether you were the deputy Du Tong or not.
"A true man, can you take back what you say?"
It was impossible for Fukangan, who was only nineteen years old, not to panic when he put on armor and charged in person. However, he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to dismount. He couldn't be looked down upon by a bastard who carried a flag in the Han army and made people laugh at him. Fukangan was only successful because of his father and brother, and the favor of the emperor.
The power of today.
The bastard who carried the flag of the Han army dared to put on armor, and how could he be afraid of death if he proudly displayed the yellow flag in Manchuria!
The personal guards had no choice but to prepare armor for the Deputy Governor. The first two levels were not safe, and the third floor was started. They also discussed privately how to ensure the safety of the Deputy Governor when they attack tomorrow.
Otherwise, if the Vice-Capital Master makes any mistake, their heads will not be saved.
"Sir, do you really want to go there in person tomorrow?"
"Xiao Chunzi, you know that I am afraid of death, but sometimes rabbits bite people when they are anxious."
Jia Liu, who returned to the camp, pondered for a moment and asked Yang Yuchun to take people to chop some bamboo. He also asked Zhang Dabiao who came with him to collect clothes that the sergeants did not wear.
The length of the bamboo needs to be about ten feet (three meters), it cannot be soft or hard, and the middle section must be cut off.
Ten sticks are enough.
After Yang Yuchun led his men to chop the bamboo, Zhang Dabiao led his men and came over carrying several piles of clothes.
Jia Liu then ordered all the gunpowder to be brought over.
Due to moisture-proof and safety reasons, the gunpowder carried by the army is stored in jars, poured out and distributed when in use, and sealed in jars when not in use. Sergeants mostly use medicine pouches made of cowhide to hold gunpowder, with a stopper on the top, and pour it out when in use.
Just go out.
After the gunpowder was brought in, Jia Liu ordered all the clothes to be cut open with a knife and then spread flat on the ground.
Instruct everyone to pour about ten kilograms of gunpowder on each piece of clothing, then wrap the gunpowder with clothes, wrap it in three layers, and tie it tightly.
After it is made, a match rope about one foot long is cut and inserted into the medicine bags, and then the medicine bags are tied to the bamboo poles.
This is actually about making a simple medicine kit.
In fact, the best material for making medicine bags is silk, but Jia Liu couldn't find so much silk at that time, so he had to use old clothes instead.
The gunpowder was black gunpowder and the explosion power was not very powerful. Therefore, Jia Liu did not expect that these powder packets, which were leaking everywhere, could blow down the stone blockhouses that even cannons could not collapse.
Therefore, he asked the generals to bring all the pepper and Sichuan's unique dried chili powder and pour it into the medicine pile, stir it evenly, and then wrap it in clothes.
Soon, a medicine package made according to his requirements took shape. After looking at it again and again, Jia Liu asked Yang Yuchun to carry the medicine package to a deserted place and light it for trial use.
The explosion was not loud and the power was visible to the naked eye. It only broke a few twigs of the big tree with bamboo poles and left a black "burn" mark on the trunk.
However, the air was instantly filled with a choking smell. Jia Liu and others who were more than ten feet away were choking and coughing uncontrollably, and some people's eyes were choked to tears.
"Ahem"
Zhang Dabiao kept blinking and wiping away tears, and suddenly realized and shouted: "Your Excellency, you want to use these things to smoke out the thieves!"
Jia Liu had exactly this intention.
He observed the bandits' stone blockhouses and found that there were five or six shooting holes on each floor. These shooting holes were not like small holes like those in later blockhouses, but large rectangular holes that could probably fit a copper basin in. .
Theoretically, as long as you can get close to the stone blockhouse, you can throw these simple fumigation packets into it through bamboo poles. After the explosion, no one can stay inside.
Even if it cannot be inserted into the shooting hole of the stone pillbox and exploded outside, the choking smell of the medicine will immediately seep into the pillbox, making it impossible for humans to gain a foothold inside in a short period of time.
However, this method can only deal with one or two isolated stone blockhouses, such as the group of chain blockhouses we have seen before, so this method is useless.
"I will never be able to figure out what you are thinking in your head!"
Zhang Dabiao admired him from the bottom of his heart. No wonder Mr. Jia can become an adult because his brain is flexible and useful.
Jia Liu smiled and asked everyone to prepare the remaining nine medicine bags as mentioned before.
After all nine medicine packages were made, Jia Liu left only Zhang Dabiao, Yang Yuchun, Madri, and Anbu, and ordered the others to go back to rest.
After taking a look at the four people, Jia Liu said: "Tomorrow's battle is extremely dangerous and there will be casualties. I think you should know it even if I don't tell you."
Madri bowed and said: "Sir, Sauron and I have only known how to serve as soldiers since we were born. We can only return to our hometown when we are old and disabled. We have long been indifferent to life and death."
Anbu only said: "I am willing to die for you!"
"Well,"
Jia Liu got up and walked to the corner of the tent, took out a box, moved it to the four of them and opened it. Inside was a dozen short-handed muskets made by Emperor Qianlong without even having time to peel off the oil paper.
He took out four thousand-tael silver notes and placed them on Yang Yuchun's "desk" made of wooden boards. He also took out four short blunderbuss and pressed them on the four silver notes respectively.
Among the four, only Yang Yuchun had a rough guess, while the other three were a little confused.
"I want you to help me get rid of Fukangan."
Jia Liu said a simple word and said nothing else.
"嗻!"
Yang Yuchun stepped forward without saying a word, took the gun aside, carefully folded the thousand-tael banknote and put it into the money bag his mother had sewn for him.
Zhang Dabiao looked at Mr. Jia, then at the guns and banknotes on the table, and grinned: "It's so damn exciting to have sex with Mr. Jia."
He put the banknote in his pocket and started to study the gun.
Anbu looked at Madrid, the two looked at each other, and both stepped forward to receive the gun ticket.
With a "bang" sound, Jia Liu put the short gun on the box and said solemnly: "You can only hit the front, not the back."