In the past, every year when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, Jia Liu and Chang Bingzhong would go looking for Xiao Taohong.
From Xiao Taohong, Jia Liutong and Laochang learned many principles of life.
It is a pity that this year, two outstanding young men of the Eight Banners of the Han Army had to tie their destiny tightly to their family and country, and they had to forget the enlightenment teacher in their lives.
Why did Xiao Taohong call Yuan?
Jia Liuyi couldn't remember for a while, but Lao Chang was sent to Chengdu as the capital secretary by him, otherwise he could have asked him.
"Master, if those Manchu and Mongolian elements really make any move, you must be prepared to suppress them in advance, otherwise the mess and consequences they cause will be borne by the master!"
Yang Zhi must remind the young master that what he is doing now is playing with fire. After all, those sacrificial factions are all under the control of him, the leading minister.
After a sudden change occurs, can the young master, as the leader of the team, shirk his responsibility?
"If a big ominous incident occurs, I'm afraid the capital will be full of doubts about the young master. Otherwise, the young master may be beaten to the end and brought to the capital in a prison car!"
Encouraging the Manchu and Mongolian people to cause trouble is a double-edged sword, and Shuan Zhu is really worried that the young master will not be able to grasp it and risk himself in it.
"you are right!"
Jia Liu sent someone to call Xindasu, who was commanding Sauron's Tengpai Tiger Uniform Soldiers, and ordered all Sauron soldiers to stop taking vacations from today on, and to be in the camp ready to attack at any time.
Xindasu couldn't help but said excitedly: "Sir, those stupid guys are finally going to take action!"
"Once the attack order is issued, you must cut through the mess quickly and never allow a single survivor! You must use Sauron's long sword and powerful bow to make these stupid guys make the final contribution to a major turning point in the fate of the Qing Dynasty.
!...Because this is the true meaning of sacrifice.”
After saying this, Jia Liu subconsciously wiped his long knife with a white cloth, otherwise he felt that the atmosphere was not right.
Just a little less energetic.
However, he didn't know where he put his knife.
It’s true that no one who is good at fighting has great martial arts.
"嗻!"
Xindasu went to secretly deploy with great enthusiasm. He was fed up with the arrogant Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners. If it weren't for the Sauron people holding up half the sky for the Qing Dynasty, he would have died early in the morning.
However, when these stupid guys enjoy the fruits of victory that their Saurons won with their blood, they are not grateful at all. They even regard Sauron as savages and barbarians, which is really extremely disgusting.
After Xindasu left, Yang Zhi looked out the window and said with some worry: "I think we need to strengthen our defenses tomorrow. We will set up more sentries up and down the mountain and surround all the places that can be fenced off."
Jia Liu was stunned: "Is this necessary?"
"certainly."
Yang Zhi answered affirmatively.
"I am their teacher. As students, how can they do anything to their teacher?"
Jia Liu still had some confidence in this. He did not believe that the students he had brought out would come to take the life of his spiritual mentor and leader.
"As a teacher, you cannot personally lead your students to kill national traitors. This is a very dangerous thing. Master, you must prepare for the worst!"
Yang Zhi's voice was also very firm.
"That's it,"
Jia Liu was a little shaken, but for the sake of safety, he asked Yang Zhi to immediately organize manpower to strengthen the defense. All the doors and windows of Tongwei Building in the Admiral's Mansion were reinforced with bamboo.
"From now on, everyone is on first level alert!"
Jia Liu wiped his palms and felt that something was right.
...
In the next few days, everything was calm. However, after an order was issued, the calm became undercurrent.
According to the guerrilla training arrangements for the forty years of Qianlong's reign, in two days, all training flag members will conduct a long-distance training.
Everyone is armed with live ammunition.
After the order was issued, the flag affairs officer led Zartu to the "Guoguo pavilion" where the backbone members of the sacrificial faction liked to gather.
Looking at the key members, Zaltu said in a deep voice: "This opportunity to leave the camp is very rare. We will camp temporarily at Sanping, which is more than 20 miles away from the Daping Camp."
"I heard that the envoy of the bandits is in the camp. If we want to prevent the progress of the peace talks, we must kill the envoy." The leader of the team, Anbu, spoke.
This person was born in Sauron, but he was a staunch member of the sacrificial faction. He used his status as leader to provide a lot of convenience for the activities of the sacrificial faction.
"Then do it! We must never let those cowards dictate the fate of my Eight Banners!"
Tortoba, who had the best relationship with Boling, who committed suicide because he got lost, hated the peace talks from the bottom of his heart, because it meant that he could no longer avenge his friend Boling.
"The Emperor will know our hard work!"
Neudeburg, who was almost killed for wounding someone, clenched his fists.
Looking at the young and passionate Manchu and Mongolian disciples, Zaltu said with emotion: "Are you ready to sacrifice?"
"Yes, my lord!"
Everyone said in unison.
Zartu hesitated: "Is such a sacrifice really meaningful?"
"Of course it makes sense!"
Darantai, the leader of the sacrificial faction, gritted his teeth and said, "Our ancestors were able to conquer even China, but in our generation, a small Jinchuan has killed so many of us and fought for so many years. It is really a shame!
"
"Shame must be washed away with blood!"
Manchuria Zhenghuang Banner forward Colonel Tai Fei Ying'a glanced at all his colleagues, "If we can't fight the rebels to the end, what's the point of our lives!"
"Have you ever considered that the defenders of the camp will not let us kill the bandit envoys. What will happen if our action is stopped by them?"
Zartu has been thinking about this issue these days. If Lord Jia Jia was willing to lead them to the camp to remonstrate with the general, the conflict would not have happened.
However, now that this matter has not been approved by Lord Jia Jia, their actions are not legal.
In the event of a conflict with the defenders, the consequences would be serious.
"Things have reached this point. If we cannot stop the peace talks, we will all be the sinners of the Qing Dynasty!"
Anbu took a deep breath and said to Zartu in a tone that left no room for doubt: "If the action is blocked, then expand it. If the Lord Harmony faction cannot be fundamentally eliminated, even if the envoys of the Fan thieves can be killed,
It doesn’t make any sense in the overall situation.”
"Yes, expand, expand! Negotiating peace with the rebels is a traitor to the Qing Dynasty. We must not be soft on these people!"
Several key members of the sacrificial faction stood up in unison and supported Anbu.
"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, we must have the courage to make decisions! For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, we must have the courage to sacrifice!"
Infiniti, who was born with a white flag in Manchuria, took out a piece of cloth from his arms with two big characters written on it - Tian Zhu.
The word "Tianchu" made everyone's eyes become firm in an instant.
"There is nothing to hesitate. There is only one opportunity like this. If we miss it, we can only watch those cowards reach an agreement with the rebels!"
Dalantai, the leader of the sacrificial faction, stood up slowly, looked in the direction of the capital and murmured: "I don't know if we are crazy or stupid, but we just want to run forward all the way."
After saying that, he looked at everyone resolutely and said, "Everyone, let's do it!"