Chapter 745 Killing Wojueluo and pretending not to succeed!
Chapter 745: Killing Wojueluo will not succeed!
Aixinjueluo Liangzhu woke up from the cold in the middle of the night because the firewood pile in front of him was burned out.
There is no temperature at all. As the old saying goes, the ash generated by the planing still generates heat. This pile of ash really has no heat.
After waking up from the cold, Liangzhu immediately took his hands out of the two closed sleeve pockets and stuffed them into his crotch. He suddenly felt that his hands were extremely warm, which was more comfortable than taking a bath in Beijing.
This heating method was taught by their leader Malta from Sauron. Although this method is crude, in the ice and snow environment, it is the fastest way to regain consciousness in the hands.
While keeping my hands warm, I scratched the itch, and then I wanted to wake up the people nearby to find some wood, otherwise they would have to shed their skin in the middle of the night if they were not to freeze to death.
When he was about to call someone, his expression suddenly condensed, and he realized that he had an extra cloak on him at some point.
Liangzhu's ancestor was Prince Yu Fuquan, the elder brother of the Holy Ancestor Kangxi. Although he was not as good as his cousin Prince Yu Lianghuan, he was also a third-class auxiliary general. He was well-informed and somewhat discerning, so he could see it at a glance.
This cloak is worth a lot of money, and the stitcher alone can't even afford it if he doesn't have a dozen or eighty taels.
When I looked more closely, I was even more shocked. It turned out that the cloak was embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon. It was from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I felt horrified because only Prince Heshuo dared to wear a cloak of this size!
Could it be that destiny is mine?
In an instant, his head became clear, and the sleepy man ran away without a trace. He picked up his cloak and stood up like a carp. After that, his whole body was stunned.
As the camera slowly moved forward, the bright column clearly showed a tall figure standing at the sentry where they were supposed to be standing.
It's a snowman.
A man covered in snow.
But I saw that the snowman was wearing armor, holding a sword in his left hand, and holding a musket in his right hand.
He just remained motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on his hat, face, and collar, and letting the strong wind blow against his majestic figure.
His eyes were extremely firm, as if everything in the world did not exist in the snowman's eyes, and all he had was responsibility - the responsibility for the Qing Dynasty!
who is he?
For whom?
Liang Zhu was dumbfounded, a sense of shame rising from the bottom of his heart for no reason, making his face turn red.
But he soon realized that something was wrong, because not far from the snowman, there were dozens of imperial guards wearing yellow jackets and a group of senior generals of the Eight Banners.
Many of them looked at Liangzhu, who was standing there stupidly, holding a cloak in his hand.
In an instant, Liangzhu understood everything. After his mind went blank for a short time, he ran towards the snowman desperately, and then he knelt down with a "plop": "2467 See the Great General King!"
"2467" is Liang Huan's number in the Yellow Belt Battalion, because all the soldiers are called Aisin Gioro, and many people have the same character in their name, and even some are similar, so in order to distinguish and quickly and effectively command
The yellow belt soldiers are specially numbered to distinguish them.
There is no other meaning.
"2467?"
The snowman was Wang Jialiu, the second general of the Qing Dynasty. At this time, he was shivering with cold and cursing his mother in his heart.
The reason was that after he had people extinguish the campfire of these guys, he thought they would wake up in ten minutes at most. Unexpectedly, it took him half an hour to wake up due to the cold, which ended up causing him to stand like a telegraph pole.
Half an hour later, it was really freezing.
If it wasn't for the sake of gaining the reputation of a man who loves his soldiers as his sons, who is respectful to his brothers and humble to his brothers, and who is a member of the Aisin Gioro family, he would never have violated himself like this.
The other sleeping yellow jackets were also startled by Jingjing. When they found a large group of yellow jackets at the gate of the camp, none of them knew what was going on. They rushed over and knelt down in imitation of Liang Zhu.
The numbers vary.
Everyone was panicking in their hearts. They were sleeping, but the general Wang was standing guard for them. What was the nature of this?
Don't let this bastard general Wang use them to set an example again, and do some trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys, it will be very unfair.
It's not impossible.
Last month, outside Deshengmen, this Japs Liu had many operations on his clan members.
I felt panicked and my teeth chattered.
However, he didn't hear Guiziliu yelling angrily there. Instead, he saw that this man, who was clearly a flag boy of the Han army but somehow became a member of the same clan as them, asked Liangzhu's name very kindly.
When asking questions, Jia Liu shook off the snow on his body and glanced at the kneeling yellow belts one by one.
The eyes are full of tenderness.
"Return to the words of the great general Wang,"
Liangzhu didn't dare not answer and told him his name honestly, but everyone could hear that his voice was trembling.
"Liangzhu?"
Jia Liu recalled the family history he studied at Zongren Mansion, "Could it be that he is the queen of Prince Yu?"
Liangzhu nodded quickly and said that his ancestor was Prince Yu Fuquan.
"Well, Prince Yu is a rare virtuous king in our Qing Dynasty. Back then, the Holy Ancestor asked him to attack Galdan as the general of Fuyuan. He defeated Galdan in the battle of Ulan Butong, which is a great martial arts achievement."
After speaking highly of Mr. Liangzhu, Jia Liu happily stepped forward to help Fuquan's great-grandson, "This time the country has once again called for clan members to go to war. I am very happy that you can take the initiative to apply, and I hope you can do the same as my ancestors."
Winning glory for the country, fighting side by side with this king, for our love for the country and the country of Xinjueluo."
While talking, Balla, the wing commander of the Yellow Belt Battalion, who got the news, rushed over with his people. When Captain Bao explained the cause and effect of the incident, Balla immediately raised his eyebrows. If it hadn't been for the presence of General Wang, he would have led Liangzhu to this.
It's better to beat the shit out of someone.
According to the development of the plot, Liangzhu only needs to cooperate with the General King to speak some official words and everyone will be happy. Unexpectedly, Fu Quanzhong's grandson feels that if he does not fight for this opportunity to speak to the General King, he may
Missed forever.
So, after beating the drum again and again, he decided to tell the truth to the general Wang.
He gritted his teeth and said: "To the great general, I did not take the initiative to join the expedition. In fact, I was forcibly dragged here by them."
"Huh? Is there anything else?"
Jia Liu's face sank, and his expression turned ugly.
"Your Majesty, General, we were also forcibly recruited."
"I was not even on the list of conscripts. Just because I passed through Deshengmen that day, I asked the soldiers to arrest me and take me to the camp."
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When several other people saw what Liangzhu said, they also complained one after another, saying that they were all brought by force, and hoped that the General Wang would be merciful and let them go back.
Jia Liu's face turned even darker when he heard this. He never expected that the people below would be so confused.
If this is true, wouldn't the traitors laugh out loud when they hear it?
It is a big joke that the dignified descendants of Aisin Gioro have been reduced to being raped by others!
"I will investigate this matter clearly. If it is true as you said, I will definitely give you justice!"
Jia Liu declared on the spot that he wanted to give justice to Liang Zhu and others. When he saw Wing Commander Bal La coming, he immediately walked up to him with a livid face and his hands behind his back.
After walking a few steps, something suddenly occurred to him and he ordered Baozhu to take back the cloak in Liangzhu's hand.
"Bala!"
Jia Liu was extremely displeased to see Balla whom he had let go to take charge of his own affairs.
"The end is here!"
Balla's face turned red.
Jia Liu snorted slightly: "Did you hear everything they just said?"
Balla looked ashamed: "The general has heard it!"
"I heard that you can investigate for me to see if this is true! Humph, today my Aixinjueluo disciples have been able to recruit men, will they be able to use their heads to win military honors from the imperial court in the future?"
While he was talking angrily, several screams suddenly came from behind.
Stunned, he looked back and saw that Baozhu and several imperial guards in yellow jackets were wiping their long knives.
The headless corpses of Liangzhu and others fell in a pool of coagulating blood.
"this"
It took Jia Liu a long time before he muttered: "It seems that the problem has finally been solved."