The clothes on the two teenagers and the hairstyle on their heads were very familiar to Jia Liu.
They must be the fake Han people Yang Yuchun said.
"Run, run again!"
A soldier from the Akoli village garrison swiped a spear at the knee of one of the teenagers. The boy fell to the ground in pain, with tears and blood pooling in his eyes.
Seeing this, another young man who had a bloody hole in his leg by a camp soldier rushed towards the young man who fell to the ground, opening his body to block the spearhead from the battalion soldier.
These are two brothers.
"Stab this traitor to death!"
The spears of the two battalion soldiers pierced his brother's back at the same time, and blood dripped down his chest.
The elder brother, however, remained motionless, only holding his younger brother's body tightly, as if as long as he was still breathing, he would never let anyone hurt his younger brother.
Because his younger brother is his last relative in this world.
His father, mother, and sister were all killed by Sou Shan's Qing Dog Sword.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The boy who fell to the ground and was protected by his brother was so anxious that he screamed at the top of his lungs, but he couldn't make a sound.
He is actually mute.
Not far away, a group of grain transporters who were taking a rest squatted on the wall of the village and looked at the scene in front of them. There was no sympathy in their eyes, but hatred.
If these fake Han people hadn't rebelled against the Qing Dynasty together with the traitors, how could they have come all the way to this hellish place to suffer?
Deserve it, deserve it!
"Hu Ada, don't kill them so quickly. You can just keep them for a few days to play with."
On the wall of the village, a group of soldiers with shotguns were lying on poles and laughing loudly.
Jia Liu sighed and was about to ask Zu Yingyuan to go over and ask what was going on. Liu De, the foreign affairs commissioner of Fujian Green Camp, had already rushed over and signaled the Deyang soldiers to stop.
This made Jia Liu stunned for a moment, but he quickly spurred his horse forward because Liu De pointed at himself at the group of Deyang soldiers.
"what happened?"
Jia Liu did not dismount, but pointed at the two young men with his whip. Facing the green camp soldiers, the Eight Banners officer had a certain aura about him.
"Reply to the adults!"
The sentry commander named Hu Ada did not dare to neglect the Eight Banners officers. After bowing and saluting, he said that the two young men were traitors they had caught in the nearby mountains and were about to execute them.
Traitor bastard?
Another confusing statement.
But, it's right.
As far as the Qing court is concerned, the Han people who are still unwilling to admit their occupation of China are just traitors - traitors among the Han people!
Jia Liu's ancestor Jia Hanfu was considered a traitor by the Han people at that time because he helped Manchuria.
But why did Qianlong call the heroes of the Qing Dynasty traitors?
Could it be that he is also Han Chinese?
You are not a Han Chinese, you can do this kind of thing.
When I have time in the future, I will spread rumors about Qianlong!
.........
Jia Liu knew that there was no way to save the two Han teenagers, but he still asked why they were executed without trial.
The commander of the Deyang soldiers said that it was a military order from above that any traitor caught in the Fan army would be executed. As for the other Fan thieves, they could surrender and be taken to Meinuo village for disposal.
Jia Liu nodded.
He did see hundreds of Ban people in Meinuo Village who did not look like Han people.
Most of these people were prisoners and were not mistreated. They could move freely in the village. It was presumably used by the top brass of the Qing army to divide the anti-Qing forces in Jinchuan, especially the chieftain forces.
Maybe it was Qianlong's instruction.
After all, as far as Qianlong was concerned, he must eliminate the Han people in Jinchuan who were against the Qing Dynasty. As long as those Han chieftains were not determined to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, he could give them a chance.
"Sir, they are twins."
At Yang Yuchun's reminder, Jia Liu discovered that the two young men were actually twins. After thinking about it, he got off his horse and walked up to the two young men.
It was obviously my brother who was pierced through the chest by a spear. He couldn't survive. The blood on his chest was pouring out.
The younger brother also had multiple wounds on his body and his leg seemed to be broken, but the injuries did not appear to be fatal.
Perhaps because he knew the difference in the uniforms of soldiers between the Eight Banners and the Green Camp officers in the Qing army, the brother who was still breathing looked at Jia Liu in pain, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth: "Dog Tatars, you are not going to die well!"
"
Tatars.
A hundred years later, some people still remember this title.
Jia Liu was silent.
The young man suddenly struggled to stand up and wanted to pounce on Jia Liu, but Yang Yuchun subconsciously blocked him in front.
A long knife appeared out of thin air and slashed his brother's neck. With the sound of the blade cutting into flesh, blood spurted out.
It splashed Yang Yuchun's face, and Jia Liu, who was standing behind him, was not spared either.
The blood stained his official hat and his crown jewel red.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!...Uh, ah, ah, ah, ah..."
The unyielding head lifted off the neck and fell at the feet of everyone.
What echoed in everyone's ears was the wailing of the younger brother who was unable to speak.
"Damn it, the adults were frightened!"
Hu Ada put the knife in his hand, kicked the headless boy's body to the ground, and then swung the knife to chop up the traitor on the ground.
Jia Liu finally stopped him.
After sizing up his grief-stricken brother on the ground, his eyes full of hatred, Jia Liuchao ordered Liu De, who was standing beside him: "Take this traitor with you. I'll be useful later."
"嗻!"
"Come two!"
Liu De's eyes flashed, and he immediately ordered two of his men to step forward and drag the young man aside.
"Abba...Abba..."
The boy struggled hard, but was unable to break free. When he was being dragged, his eyes were fixed on his brother's head.
"Sir, what is this?"
Hu Ada was a little hesitant, not sure whether to hand the person over to the arrest team.
Jia Liu glanced at him and said calmly: "I'm useful."
"嗻!"
Jia Liu is an Eight Banners officer, and the Eight Banners officers will do whatever they say is useful.
Hu Ada did not dare to offend Mr. Jia, who was born in the Eight Banners, so he signaled to his men to drag away the body of the traitor he had hacked to death and throw it away.
Jia Liu, who was originally planning to stay one night at Akoli Village, ordered the team to move on for some unknown reason.
The mute boy whose leg was injured was unable to walk, so Liu De had someone put him in the car that was carrying their rations.
After dark, the seventh arrest team camped at a fork in the road.
One road here leads to Muguomu Camp, and the other leads to Admiral Dong Tianbi's place.
In order to deal with the harassment of the rebels, the Qing army set up many checkpoints, fortifications, and military posts along the way.
There is also a flood green camp soldier stationed here, which is the green camp soldier from Chengdu.
The arrival of the Eight Banners arrest team made this checkpoint located deep in the mountains become lively. Two teams of food transport teams returning empty trucks from the front line also settled here.
After nightfall, the camp soldiers set up bonfires, pile after pile, which looked like stars dotted from a height.
Perhaps because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the number of raids by Japanese soldiers has decreased recently, and there have been no attacks on the road in the past two days, which makes Jia Liu feel more confident.
When you go to Muguomu the day after tomorrow to collect the certificate of mission completion, you can go back to Meino Village to celebrate the New Year. The next time Team 7 will go out on patrol will be half a month later.
Liu De's men started cooking using the existing pots and stoves.
Soon, the aroma of rice filled the camp.
Due to the day's events, Jia Liu was not in the mood, so he took a few bites and then got into the tent to sleep.
Yang Yuchun, a bodyguard and thug, was asked by Jia Liu to sleep in the same tent with him so that someone could cover him in case of any unexpected situation.
In the middle of the night, Yang Yuchun, who was sleeping in a daze, was woken up by the screams next to him. When he opened his eyes, he subconsciously picked up the iron bar placed next to the mat, jumped up and rushed out.
However, it was quiet outside.
When I looked again, I saw that Mr. Jia, who was sleeping on the other side, was having a nightmare.
"Guard you, escort you..."
Jia Liu kept mumbling, sweat dripped from his forehead, wondering what terrible scene he had encountered in his dream.
"call!"
Jia Liu sat up straight.
Not only his forehead, but also his back was covered with sweat.
"grown ups?"
Yang Yuchun stared blankly at Jia Liu, who had his eyes open.
"Sir, are you having a nightmare?"
"Um."
After a moment of silence, Jia Liu put on his clothes and shoes, picked up a piece of meat pie that he had not finished eating at night and walked out of the tent.
It is cold outside.
Yang Yuchun was eager to "protect the master" and followed him out with an iron rod, only to find that Mr. Jia had actually gone to the place where the mute young man was imprisoned.
The mute boy with a broken leg was tied with a rope and locked up with Goudan. He didn't sleep the whole time, and his face was full of tears.
Upon discovering Jia Liu, the mute young man was filled with anger and his emotions were "ah ba ah ba".
The dog beside him was so frightened that he shrank back to the side again.
Jia Liu was stunned for a moment when he discovered that the boy's legs were tied with wooden boards and there was a quilt.
.
After that, he left silently.
This confused the mute boy.
After more than ten steps, Jia Liu turned back fiercely.
"Remember, my name is Jia Dongge, and I am not a Tatar."
The mountains in central Sichuan at night are cold, strange and dangerous.