The Qing Dynasty is not completely ruined yet, the men of the Eight Banners can only advance, not retreat!
Jia Liu is determined and has fierce eyes.
He wants to see which bastard dares to escape from under his nose!
If he dares to run, he will dare to enforce battlefield discipline.
Whether it is Manchuria, Mongolia, or the Ministry of Internal Affairs, in short, any behavior that tarnishes the glory of the Eight Banners will never be tolerated by Jia Liu.
As a bannerman and an officer of the Qing Dynasty, he must fulfill his duties today.
This is an obligation and a right.
The first step to make the Qing Dynasty great again!
"preparation!"
Master Jia waved his long sword.
When the knife falls, a gunshot will be fired.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the Qing Dynasty.
But at this moment, Mr. Jia was the pillar of the Qing Dynasty.
For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, he had no choice.
Guiziliu, I'm afraid he's crazy...
Looking at the frightened Man Ba Banners in front of them, Zu Yingyuan's head was buzzing. When the gun went off, those Man Ba Banners would have to see the King of Hell.
He wanted to persuade Guiziliu not to go too far, as it would be very troublesome if someone brought this matter up, but thinking about Mr. Ah's black face, the soles of his feet were as if they were nailed and unable to move.
Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain.
It's better for you to die than for me to die.
"Whether they are dead or not, we, the Han army, have the final say over the Eight Banners..."
Wang Si murmured in his heart, he couldn't think too deeply about what Captain Jia said, it was so damn reasonable and so damn inspiring.
When he looked at the Manqizi group in front of him again who had been killed by the bandits, his waist straightened involuntarily, because at this moment Comrade Sixi had only one thought in his mind - he was loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and he must do it for the Qing Dynasty.
Make a difference!
The rest of the flag members generally thought so.
It’s okay not to think so. Who let them collectively embezzle military pay?
If this was exposed, it would be worse than preventing the Manchurians from escaping.
"Leader, do you really want it later?"
The Han flag bearers of the ninth team looked at their leader Bao, and everyone's eyes were complicated.
Since they were born, they have been instilled with the idea that they must obey the Manchus unconditionally. Therefore, when they were young, they were often bullied by the Manchu gang but did not dare to fight back. For fear of being bullied, they could only play in the alley near their home.
When they grew up, they were worse than Manqizi in terms of food rations for the bannermen and yamen errands. When they served as soldiers on the Jinchuan front line, they also did the hard and backbreaking work, but it was the Manqizi people who took the credit.
Why exactly?
Why!
That Mr. Jia was right, they were also banner people!
We are all bannermen, why should our Han army banner be worse than yours!
The Qing Dynasty also has the blood and sweat of our ancestors, and we also have a share!
For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, for our ancestors, and for our descendants, we must stand up!
We can no longer be afraid, we can no longer be bullied, we want to take back everything that belongs to us!
The thirty-eighth year of Qianlong was truly an era of awakening.
.......
Looking at Captain Jia's figure not far away, exuding a murderous aura, Bao Guozhong didn't know what to do. He could only remind himself that obeying orders is the bounden duty of an Eight Banners soldier.
"What are you going to do? We are Manchuria!"
A Manchu leader looked in disbelief at the Han army's green camp that had blocked their road and pointed his gun at them.
Dare the Han army supervise and fight against them?
Dare the Han army shoot them?
The leader, who simply did not believe that such a stupid thing could happen in the world, continued to run forward, and three other soldiers in horseback also ran over because the thieves behind him were catching up.
Arles' body also moved. He could not stay here and wait to die.
"Bang bang!"
The sound of volley fire sounded again, and more than twenty muskets were fired at the same time. The leader who rushed at the front was hit the most, and the inertia made him run forward a few steps before landing heavily.
The other three horse-armored soldiers who were running faster were all hit by muskets. They were not dead and were wailing on the ground.
The knife falls.
Jia Liu had no expression on his face, but he was satisfied inside.
The Fujian soldiers were able to resolutely implement Lord Jia's spiritual policy, which made Lord Jia very happy.
Looking at the motionless Manchurian leader lying on the ground in front, and listening to the wails of the three cavalry soldiers who had been shot, Jia Liu was not without a trace of pity, but he could only hope that these Manchurian soldiers could forgive him - forgiving him would be a must in his life.
He must make progress because he is afraid that he will fall one day.
"Men of the Eight Banners, there is always advancement but no retreat, there is death but no life. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed!"
Zu Yingyuan made a "swish" sound and shot a big arrow three feet in front of the Arles military leader.
"go back!"
More than two hundred bannermen subordinate to Captain Jia roared at the same time, their loaded muskets took aim again, and their bows and arrows were strung and ready to go.
This scene was played out in countless places a hundred years ago.
But this time, the two parties in the reincarnation changed their identities.
...........
The sound of gunfire from the front stunned the pursuing thieves. When they realized that the Qing army was shooting their own people, these thieves couldn't help but feel confused.
"Second brother, why did Qing Gou start fighting on his own?" the young thief holding a short blade curiously asked his brother beside him.
"You don't know, Qinggu is also divided into real Tatars and second Tatars,"
The elder brother told his younger brother that the Qing army was divided into the Eight Banners and the Green Camp. Those Eight Banners soldiers were the Tatars who came from abroad more than a hundred years ago. But the Tatars were also divided into real Tatars, two Tatars, and fake Tatars, and those fake Tatars
They are traitors who betrayed their ancestors and betrayed the Ming Dynasty.
"Those who ran away are traitors, and those who stopped them were either real Tatars or two Tatars!"
The elder brother was sure of this and rushed forward with his short blade: "Kill the traitor!"
There are some changes in plans.
Originally, they wanted to drive these traitors to attack the real Tatars behind them, but the real Tatars became so ruthless that they even killed their own people. As a result, they were unable to take advantage of the chaos of the Qing army to disperse the real Tatars.
But it would be nice to kill all these fake Tatars, so as to prevent these traitors from working as a provocateur.
"Kill the traitor!"
All the thieves shouted and rushed towards him.
What could Lord Arles do? He could only lead his remaining subordinates to fight to the death with the chasing bandits.
It's better than dying in the hands of those damn Han soldiers.
It's hard to say that he could still escape death.
It's a pity that God didn't give Mr. Ah a chance. His trachea was cut off by a bandit who jumped on his back with a short blade.
While blood was spilling on the spot, Mr. A issued the most vicious curse to the sky: "The Han army should all die!"
The gunfire sounded again.
While taking away the lives of several Manchu soldiers who were still fighting at the end, they also took away the lives of several bandits.
When giving the order to shoot, Jia Liu hesitated because he found that some thieves had net scarves on their heads and clothes he was familiar with.
But he had to order the shooting because he could not let the thieves get close.
"withdraw!"
The pursuing bandits realized that they could not get an advantage from the prepared "real Tatars" and immediately fled towards the dense forests on both sides.
"Chase!"
Zu Yingyuan had just shot a bandit with an arrow. Seeing that the bandit who had been hit by the arrow was climbing up the mountain with the help of his companions, he jumped down excitedly and wanted to lead others to chase him.
But Captain Jia ordered everyone: "Don't chase the poor bandits!"
"Why don't you chase!"
Zu Yingyuan is so angry.
"How do you know that the thief didn't deliberately defeat him to trick me into chasing him?"
Jia Liu called Wang Fu with a wave of his hand, "Remember! The Han army is arresting the vanguard. An urgent report is coming. Thousands of thieves west of Degu Pass are blocking our reinforcements. They are arrogant, crazy, and have sharp firearms. As a result, the Manchurian vanguard leader was killed.
If we can't advance after a hard fight, please send out your troops quickly without delay!"