I would like to sincerely thank my old friend the Australian Chinese "New Rich Young Master 2011" for actively donating thousands of taels of silver thousands of miles away and becoming the seventh financial backer behind Jia Zhongtang!
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Frequently hanging out in front of the leader is good for promotion, but sometimes when the leader encounters trouble, he will immediately think of this person who hangs around frequently.
Good things happen to him, and bad things happen to him too.
Leading troops to save people may be a good thing for other experienced officers, but it is definitely not a good thing for Jia Liu.
Because he doesn't know how to fight at all.
But, who asked him to be in front of Mr. Cui?
Years ago, he led a team to recapture half of the army's salary and killed more than ten thieves. If such talents are not available, who will be?
"嗻!"
Jia Liu, who hit himself with a gun, had no choice but to rush back to the seventh team of his headquarters and shouted at the top of his lungs to assemble.
The military orders were overwhelming, and even with his courage, he didn't dare not go.
"Brigade, what's wrong? Didn't you go to flatter the horse? Why did you come back so soon and flatter the horse's hooves?"
Zu Yingyuan, who was washing his braids in the house, took a towel and rubbed his wet hair before running out.
When I saw that Guiziliu's face was really ugly, I couldn't help but feel happy: Could it be that I was right?
"What happened? Why are we gathering again?!"
A group of worshipers and Sulas who were either taking a lunch break or playing with money rushed out of their respective houses, with their hands and feet in a mess. Many of them were holding broken silver and copper plates in their hands, for fear that they would be thrown on the table.
It's like someone else took a few of them away.
They also wear a variety of clothes.
The sun is shining brightly today and the temperature is high. Many people have washed their military uniforms with their hair covered. We will be wearing clothes brought from home.
At a glance, it doesn't look like a group of people eating royal food, but they look like they just came out of the brothel.
The only person who looked decent was Yang Yuchun, who rushed out with an iron bar in hand.
His own slave, Yang Zhi, was even more irritated. He ran out with his trousers pulled up, with a look of annoyance on his face: "Master, I'm pulling you, what are you shouting at?"
"..."
What made Jia Liu speechless was not that Shuan Zhu came out of the hut, but that this guy actually had the Emperor's Calendar of the Qing Dynasty in his hand.
Much thinner than before.
Helpless, Jia Liu was full of grievances and had nothing to say to these subordinates.
Knowing that they could not be counted on, he asked Yang Yuchun to notify Liu De's troops in the green camp to assemble at the west gate of the village, and asked Wang Fu to inform the ninth team in the camp to also assemble.
When Zu Yingyuan saw this, his heart trembled, and he quickly asked what happened.
"The food team was attacked,"
Jia Liu told the story about the attack on Akoli Village. Upon hearing this, Zu Yingyuan quickly asked everyone to get dressed, get their armor, and prepare their weapons for departure.
"This thief will not be allowed to pass. Can't we continue to cause trouble after the Lantern Festival?"
Wang Si and the others cursed and went back to the house to get their equipment, while Cui Hengyou and the others hurriedly went to get the military uniforms that had not yet been dried. They were in such a mess that Jia Liu couldn't even look at them.
By the time Su La, the flagman of the seventh team, rushed to the west gate of the village, Liu De had already arrived with his battalion soldiers.
Upon hearing that the thieves had attacked the grain transport team and surrounded the two arrest teams in Akoli Village, Liu De immediately realized that there were probably a lot of thieves coming this time, otherwise he would not have dared to surround Akoli Village.
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After all, there are more than 300 Deyang Green Camp soldiers stationed in the village.
Jia Liu didn't know much about the specific situation. He only knew that the battalions from Degu Pass, which was closest to Akoli Village, had rushed to reinforce them.
Bao Guozhong rushed over with the ninth team. This arresting team was also composed of flag members and soldiers from the same camp. However, the flag members were not the raw melon eggs that Jia Liu brought to Menuo Village, but those who had stayed in Jinchuan for at least half a year.
These flag members are not from Baitang'a, they are all ordinary Eight Banners soldiers, and their families can basically be regarded as the lowest level of the Han Army's Eight Banners.
In other words, our ancestors were all petty traitors, and there were no big traitors.
People with poor backgrounds can only work hard, so the combat effectiveness of this ninth team is stronger than that of the seventh team, which gives Jia Liu a little confidence.
"Stand still and listen to me!"
Jia Liu did not delay, and explained to everyone that the Akoli village had been attacked, and that the superiors had asked them to go to the rescue immediately, and then ordered everyone to set off.
Just as they were about to set off, another detachment of troops rushed out from the village, all Manchurian soldiers, about fifty or sixty people.
The team was led by a Manchu forward officer who was thirty years old and not tall. Seeing that Jia Liu and Bao Guozhong were both wearing blue feather official uniforms, he reined in his horse and asked them, "Are you from the Han army's arrest team?"
"Yes, sir!"
Before Jia Liu could answer, Bao Guozhong, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and answered.
"Then why haven't you set off yet?"
"Sir, we're leaving now."
The Manchurian forward officer glanced at the shabby group of Baitang disciples behind Jia Liu, frowned slightly, and then drove off without even bothering to scold him, followed closely by the Manchurian soldiers.
After the flag-bearers walked away, Yang Zhi asked quietly: "Master, who is this?"
Jia Liu didn't know that he had never had contact with Manchu and Mongolian officials since he came to Meino Village. He had always been with the Han army, so he really didn't know the Manchu forward officer.
Bao Guozhong originally wanted to give the order to set off directly, but after thinking about it, he asked his "superior" Brigade Jia for his opinion.
"Let's go."
Jia Liu raised his hand. Now that things have come to a point, he has no choice but to go ahead.
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On the way, I met two more groups of people who were calling for help from Menuo. They all said that this time they attacked the grain team and besieged Akoli Village. There were many bandits and the situation was very critical.
The Manchurian forward commander Arles was worried that the Akoli stronghold would be breached by the Fan bandits, so he sent a message to ask the Han army's arresting team to speed up.
This made Jia Liu want to walk slower and rush to clean up, but the idea of dealing with business responsibilities could not be realized.
However, not long after passing the Degu Pass, gunshots could be heard on the hillsides on both sides.
At that time, Jia Liu, who was riding a white horse, immediately dismounted and rolled on the spot, lying on the edge of a stone.
The stone was not big and could only block Mr. Jia's upper body, but could not protect his lower body.
His movements were so skillful and so vigorous that even Zu Yingyuan on the side could not react.
"Get down, get down!"
"I don't want my life, I want to be shot!"
Seeing Wang Fu and others standing stupidly on the road, Jia Liu was so anxious that he shouted.
Only then did all the flag bearers react and dismounted one after another. Some of them followed Master Jia's example and lay down under the stones on the side of the road, while others lay down directly on the road.
"There's someone up there!"
Liu De was still calm after hearing the sound of the cannon, and shouted to his soldiers to fire the cannon upwards against the rocks on both sides.
The same was true for Team 9. Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire and black smoke filled the air.
After about dozens of breaths, the sound of the gun gradually stopped.
Jia Liu looked up quietly.
"Master, don't be afraid. Don't you always say that guns are only for cowards? As long as we are brave, even the King of Hell will be afraid of us."
"Yes, sir, as long as I'm here, the thieves can't hurt you!"
The content that Er Yang wanted to express was actually the same, but the words sounded harsh to Jia Liu's ears and comforted to others.
Looking angrily at Yang Zhi who was lying on top of him, Jia Liu continued to look up the slope ahead, but there was no ghost at all.
Looking at our own casualties, there were no other casualties except for a man from Team 9 who was shot and was screaming in pain.
One shot and another place?
Guerrilla?
Jia Liu understood that the bandits wanted to delay the Qing army through harassment and buy time for the main force to besiege Akoli Village.
After thinking through this section, Jia Liu suddenly felt confident.
If you don't want me to go there, I won't go there.
"Attention alert!"
"Bao Guozhong, lead a team of people to climb up and search!"
Jia Liu, who was basically sure that there would be no danger, pushed away Yang Zhi who was lying on top of him, euphemistically claiming to be protecting the young master, but actually wanted to hide under the stone. He patted his butt and got up and began to give instructions that fit his status.
After Bao Guozhong heard this order, he hesitated and followed it, and arranged for two teams to climb the slope to search.
"Sir, there may not be many bandits attacking you,"
Liu De probably guessed the intention of the bandits. Just as he was talking, two Eight Banners Manchurian soldiers came running towards them.
One of them shouted: "Who is the leader!"
"I am."
Jia Liu stepped forward.
The Manchu soldier said: "A Shen has ordered you to go to the front!"
Without thinking, Jia Liu said, "Go back and tell Ashen Ling that we are here to cover him, so he can move forward boldly."