The mountains are high, the forests are dense, the wind is high and the water is strong.
Ahead, the sound of gunfire was still intensive.
There were faint shouts of murder drifting in the wind.
"Hold still, hold still!"
Jia Liu, who was on the battlefield for the first time and personally responsible for supervising the formation, waved his long sword from behind to cheer up his men from time to time.
"My dad told me that the musket is designed to kill cowards!"
"Our ancestors were all Han who fought for the Qing Dynasty... Today it is our turn to be the grandson, so we can't embarrass the old man!"
"Who dares to retreat? Don't blame Goudan for not treating you as brothers!"
"..."
Other jobs were fine, but for the job of going into battle to kill the enemy, Jia Liu was really the first time a young girl got into a sedan chair. Her scalp was numb, her heart was weak, and her kidneys were weak.
However, he also risked his life for the sake of the Qing Dynasty.
Soft or hard, dry or wet, it all fucking works!
If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?
But no matter how hard Jia Liu mobilized Wang Fu's thirteen guys, a stick of incense passed by and they only walked less than 300 meters.
It is also difficult for these bannermen children who only know how to play with birds and visit the brothels on weekdays. Except for Jia Liu who came to Jinchuan based on his own ability, which of the others came here willingly?
I originally had a fantasy of coming to Jinchuan to hang out and then go back. Especially when I heard that I was assigned to Meinuo Village, a rear grain and grass base, I was even more happy.
Who would really want to fight to the death with fellow thieves?
At this moment, there is a sword in the hand, armor on the body, and a bow on the back. The question is who has wielded the sword and who has shot the arrow.
The noisy bean-like sound of gunfire in front of me reached my ears, which made people panic.
If you say you're not afraid, your conscience won't let you go!
But Captain Jia didn't know which green onion he ate and pretended to be an elephant, forcing them to go up. He also showed some military tactics and pulled the flowery bear to scare them.
Helpless, everyone had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
After walking a few hundred meters, I was worthy of the court and Captain Jia.
Jia Liu looked anxious and kept urging, but he didn't know whether it was because of the influence of the cowards in front of him or because the colorful bears were holding him back, so Jia Liu's steps were not very big.
From time to time, he looked towards the mountains on both sides, very vigilant, probably because he was afraid that there were also soldiers lying in wait here.
If things go wrong, Hua Gou Xiong is a national treasure, but he has to be Captain Jia’s shield.
"team leader!"
Wang Fu suddenly turned around nervously and shouted back, only to find that the captain was seven or eight feet away from them.
"What's up!"
Jia Liu pulled Hua Gou Xiong towards him.
Goudan showed great reluctance, but under the power of his boss, he was still forced to move his fat body over, perfectly covering most of Captain Jia's body.
"The gunshots from the front seem to have died down!"
When Wang Fu said this, he had already secretly vowed that when he returned to Menuo Village, he would write a letter to his family asking for money, and he would donate it to an official position no matter what.
Because, as an official, you can hide behind.
"What, the gunshots are quieter?"
Jia Liu straightened his body and pricked up his ears to listen. Sure enough, the gunshots coming from the front were not as intensive as before.
Could it be that after Liu De and the others got in, the thieves immediately withdrew?
Eighty percent so!
"Brothers, come on!"
The inspired Jia Liu kicked Hua Gou Xiong on the butt.
The bannermen disciples also heard the good news ahead, and their speed subconsciously increased a few points.
This time, the progress was extremely rapid.
A stick of incense can advance a mile.
At this time, the gunshots coming from the front were no longer sparse, but sparse, with only a few scattered sounds.
Based on comprehensive judgment, I'm afraid it's over.
"Brothers, follow me!"
Jia Liu dropped the dog egg, rushed to the front of the team with a knife, and took the lead in the charge.
"kill!"
The disciples of the 138th Banner were as powerful as thousands of troops.
After three turns and two turns, a long and narrow mountain road appeared in front of everyone.
Black smoke filled the air, and fires were still burning in many places.
"Captain, this way!"
Zu Yingyuan, who was lying behind the stone with the Su La people, saw Captain Jia and his party who had finally arrived from behind, and hurriedly waved and shouted.
Jia Liu first took a good look at the mountains on both sides, and then he bent over and followed an old lady in a catwalk like a snake.
This is called sailing a thousand-year-old ship with caution. Who knows if there is a thief with a gun buried on board.
There really is. With Mr. Jia’s skills, he will only win the bid if he is a dead rat.
When he got to the ground, he first pulled Su La to the side and buried himself behind the stone.
"Where's Liu De?"
"Mr. Liu brought people over."
Zu Yingyuan pointed to the front, and Jia Liu put his head slightly to look ahead through the cracks in the rocks. He could vaguely see Liu De and his people carefully weaving between the swaying vehicles.
Many boxes fell on the road, and silver ingots were scattered on the ground.
Although the sound of gunfire stopped, it seemed that there was still fighting ahead.
From time to time someone is yelling something.
In addition, many civilians were lying on the ground and did not dare to move.
Jia Liu shrank down and asked, "How many thieves are there?"
"have no idea."
Zu Yingyuan said that they had not seen the bandits at all because they had been hiding here since they came over and did not dare to move.
The reason was that the shotguns of the Fan soldiers in front were too dense. General Liu said that if they went up like this, they would be beaten into a hornet's nest by the shotguns of the Fan soldiers.
For the sake of the safety of all Sura, even if Zu Yingyuan wanted to show off his personal heroism, he could only hold back his temper.
"People will lose their land, but both people and land will survive."
Jia Liu concluded and wanted to get up again to see if Liu De and the others had touched him. The sound of gunshots that suddenly stopped sounded again, accompanied by the roar of many people.
One person's voice was very loud, as if he was saying that all thieves for the imperial court would be killed on this day or something.
It also seems to say that there are only bannermen who die in battle, and there are no bannermen who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
They should be mobilizing the last manpower to make a desperate arrest so that they can join the arriving arrest team.
The thieves also discovered the arresting team approaching, and their offensive became more fierce, as if they wanted to finish off these stubborn Qing troops before the arresting team rushed over.
Peng Xiaohan, who was forced to come back, said that the voice just now seemed to be Turge, the leader of the Mengba Banner.
"Didn't you say he was seriously injured?"
"this..."
Damn, not a word of truth.
Jia Liu was not angry and carefully stuck his head out, but except for the thick smoke caused by the cannons, the burned vehicles, and the black smoke caused by the fire cage, he could not see clearly what was ahead.
"Captain, let's touch it!"
Zu Yingyuan pointed to the slope on the right, intending to go up from here and go around behind the bandits, which should catch them by surprise.
"Okay, I'll go!"
The half-grown child Yang Yuchun was really not afraid of death. He tried to climb up the iron rod as soon as it was erected, but was grabbed and pulled back by Mr. Jia.
"Dongge, there are people from the Mengba Banner in front of us, we can't just ignore them."
Zu Yingyuan knew that Guiziliu was cowardly again, so he lowered his voice to remind him.
"It's not that I don't want to help, it's just,"
Just what?
Jia Liuzhen didn't help.
Because, why should he save?
The Manchu Eight Banners and the Mongolian Eight Banners died more to reflect the importance of the Han Eight Banners.
With fewer competitors, Mr. Jia will have more opportunities for advancement.