Jia Liu didn't even think about the outcome of quelling the chaos.
It's not killing the chicken with a knife, but cutting the tofu with a knife.
Because he has arranged everything.
To this end, three sets of plans were developed, and dozens of lines were pondered.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for disturbing you.
All in all, a very spirited one.
Of course, doing it yourself is the last option. The previous two plans were all based on related plans made by rich people.
No matter who does it, the fate of the rebels is the same.
The reason why so many soldiers and horses were mobilized was not because Jia Liu was afraid that he would not be able to solve the problem, but simply to build momentum.
In other words, it draws more people into the sea.
This is not to drag people into the sea, but to give these people a chance to serve the Qing Dynasty.
This feeling, as you taste it, you will get a taste of it.
The task of attacking the gate was handed over to the regiment of flag bearers of the Principle faction, which was most valued by the emperor.
That is the real pillar of the Eight Banners.
Considering that we are all disciples of the Eight Banners and have been studying and training together in the training camp for half a year, Lu Guozhang, on behalf of all the "students", made the last effort to persuade the "students" who had gone astray to surrender.
This is also a script.
It is also the last chance given by the emperor to the rebels.
The utmost benevolence and righteousness.
Knowing that the Han army was outside the gate and preparing to attack, Niudebao, who despised the Han army from the bottom of his heart, hurried over and saw Lu Guozhang, who was still wearing a bandage on his shoulder, and became furious: "You guys
What qualifications do these Han army losers have to call themselves descendants of the Eight Banners here!"
"Nudeburg, how can you, a traitor to the Eight Banners, say such things to me?"
Lu Guozhang looked at the Manchu fool in front of him in a playful manner, "I would like to advise you with good intentions. Don't be ignorant of good and evil. Otherwise, if the army comes in, you Eight Banners traitors will have a hard time even trying to kill you!"
"Without further ado!"
Niederburg pointed his long knife in the air and shouted to the Manchu and Mongolian flag bearers at the gate, "For the sake of the Qing Dynasty and for the Eight Banners, we have already sworn to sacrifice. Today everyone's blood is spattered here. Let our Qing Dynasty,
Let our Eight Banners awaken now!"
However, Infiniti on the side suddenly shook his head and said: "If it doesn't work, just surrender?"
These words made Neudeburg stunned for a moment, and then he became furious: "Surrender? Have you forgotten the spirit of sacrifice!"
Infiniti, however, didn't waste any time and directly drew his sword and struck at Neudeburg. Neudeburg was startled and dodged quickly, barely avoiding the vital point, but could no longer avoid his shoulder.
The long knife slashed hard on his right shoulder, pulling out a long bloody gash, and the flesh inside burst open red.
Ignoring the huge pain in his shoulder, the angry Neudeburg wanted to raise his knife to fight back, but the huge pain in his right arm made it impossible to lift the knife.
"you..."
As soon as those two words were spoken, Infiniti's knife struck again, this time hitting Neudeburg's neck.
When he fell down, Neudeburg saw Infiniti and the Lynk & Co gang. He suddenly took out a red sleeve from his arms and put it on his right arm.
"Open the door!"
"嗻!"
More than a dozen red-sleeved Manchu and Mongolian flag-bearers rushed forward and opened the camp door amidst the astonished eyes of the rest of their companions.
"kill!"
The flag-bearers outside quickly poured in, and kept firing their guns at the Manchu and Mongolian flag-bearers who had no red sleeves on their arms and were stunned by the scene before them and had not yet reacted.
More than a dozen Manchu and Mongolian flagbearers were shot on the spot and fell to the ground. The remaining ones reacted, some subconsciously dropped their weapons and surrendered, while others ran away deep into the camp.
"We surrender, we surrender!"
Dozens of Manchu and Mongolian flag-bearers who had thrown away their weapons looked at their Han army classmates with hope. They were willing to plead guilty, but gunshots rang out.
"The leader of the team has an order to kill the traitors from the Eight Banners!"
The Manchu and Mongolian flag-bearers who had been shot fell into a pool of blood one after another. Groups of counter-insurgent soldiers poured in from the gate, like a flood that opened a flood gate and quickly engulfed the ruined camp.
"For the Qing Dynasty and the Eight Banners, we will fight with them!"
Wan Jia's eyes were red, and today was destined to be their burial place. Unwilling to survive, he led a dozen flag members and rushed towards the counter-rebellion army that was pouring in like a tide.
He was instantly beaten into a sieve.
"The attack is coming!"
Tortoba wanted to join the counselor Zartu, but as he was running, a horse came galloping up behind him.
The knight on horseback slashed with his sword diagonally, and half of Torto Castle's cheek was immediately cut off, with the facial bones exposed, and a long tongue hanging down from the hollow face hole.
Tortobao, who fell to the ground, covered his missing face and screamed "Ahhhh".
For a while, he couldn't die.
Countless quelling troops poured into the camp from all directions.
The sound of gunshots, arrows, and wails are endless.
No resistance.
The moment the anti-rebellion army attacked, the spirit of hanging on to these Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners rebels was completely shattered, and all their spirits and all their illusions were gone.
No miracle comes, they are not the warriors of the Eight Banners, but the shame of the Eight Banners, the shame of being nailed to the pillar forever.
........
When the anti-rebellion army came in, Zartu, Dalantai and others were in the bright tent, and the sound of fighting outside seemed to be non-existent.
It was eerily quiet in the tent.
Everyone's heart is cold.
General Dingxi still maintained his last action before his death - kneeling there.
It's just that the body is no longer alive.
A terrible thought arose in the minds of these core members of the Sacrifice Sect - this was not the execution they were proud of, but a conspiracy against them.
Or a trap!
Dalantai smiled sadly: "We were taken advantage of."
"Let's go!"
Zartu ran out of the tent. He couldn't die here. He wanted to escape back to the capital. He wanted to tell the emperor what happened here.
However, the perimeter of the large tent was filled with Sauron soldiers holding longbows.
Zaltu was shot into a hedgehog on the spot, and the yellow mantle on his body looked extremely bright in the last ray of light.
"Don't shoot the arrow, I am the yellow flag,"
A flagman imagined that his status as the Three Flags in Manchuria would save him from being killed, but he was also shot into a hedgehog.
"They want to kill us, but you still expect them to let us go?"
Dalantai showed his spirit of sacrifice and glanced at the Sauron soldiers who were pointing their bows at him.
He raised his knife and rushed forward, then landed heavily on the ground.
From the beginning to the end of the attack, there will be a maximum of two sticks of incense before and after.
The anti-rebellion army strictly carried out the military orders of the admiral and eliminated those Manchu and Mongolian rebels who dared to attack the camp and cause rebellion.
The admiral arrived, eager to know if the general had been rescued, but then he received the sad news that the general had been killed by a traitor.
"General, general!"
The grief-stricken admiral, supported by his own soldiers, threw himself on the bright corpse that was carried out. Looking at the young general who had won seven thousand taels from him in the past, but did not even give him any consolation money, he beat his chest and cried bitterly, and then
He stuffed a whiteboard made of ivory into the general's pocket.
"Good brother, don't worry, I will definitely burn the mahjong tiles to you later..."
Howled for a while.
receive.
Looking at the corpses all over the place, his cheeks twitched slightly.