Jia Liu, who bravely returned to his team, began to prepare to set off.
This time, I really have no choice.
"Master, do we really want to be the vanguard?"
Yang Zhi looked at the young master nervously, wondering why the soldiers had cut all the flags' necks during the day. He could clearly see that the thieves were scary.
Zu Yingyuan snorted slightly: "Your young master is a forward school, if he doesn't serve as a forward, who will be a forward?"
After thinking for a while, he deliberately stared at Jia Liu, "Why didn't you say that everyone is a bannerman this time? Why should I listen to you?"
"Nonsense, this guy has a lot of family members, and his fists are stronger than ours."
Jia Liu also stared at Zu Yingyuan secretly, with a hint of evil in his eyes.
Zu Yingyuan realized something was wrong and looked at Jia Liu warily: "Guiziliu, what are you staring at me for?"
"You know, I'm afraid of death, but it's hard to disobey military orders,"
Jia Liushou raised his hands toward the dark mountain road ahead and said frankly: "So I decided that you should lead the way."
"you!"
Zu Yingyuan was completely stunned.
"I'm so good to you. I promote you without others promoting me. You can't hold me back at the critical moment. Besides, isn't this the time you've always dreamed of showing off your talents?"
Jia Liu patted Zu Yingyuan's shoulder and motioned to Wang Fu beside him to take off his armor and put it on Xiao Zu.
Double armor is safer.
"..."
The very speechless Zu Yingyuan did not say no, but rather asked Jia Liu aggrievedly why he didn't take off his armor and give it to him.
"If something happens, I will bring someone to rescue you."
Jia Liu's answer was very reasonable. He would not ignore death. He was not bullying Zu Dashou's great-grandson, but he really needed a team of people to go in front. How should I put it, that is, riding a bicycle, carrying a box cannon, and wearing a
Straw hats, those guys in black.
It was already dark, and it was even darker in the mountainous area. It was impossible to walk without torch lighting.
In order to reduce losses, Jia Liu must have someone holding a torch and acting as the forward forward.
But when a torch is struck, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. How about a cold shot?
Just one Zu Yingyuan is definitely not enough, we need to find several more.
Jia Liu did not force the roll call again, but summoned the soldiers of the Qihan camp, Su La.
"I won't say anything unnecessary. Now I need ten brothers to go to the front with the ancestor captain. If you are willing to go and survive, I will give each of you 200 taels. To those who survive,"
Looking around at the two hundred or so people, he said, "I'll give you five hundred taels at home."
This is a huge sum of money.
It’s also a matter of selling one’s life for money.
As long as there are bandits ambushing ahead, those who walk ahead and light torches to explore the path are living rakes, which is more likely to bring disaster than good.
"Sir, I'll do it, and I don't want any money!"
Yang Yuchun stood up with an iron rod in hand. Mr. Jia had been so kind to him. It was time to repay Mr. Jia.
Looking at this half-grown child who was only fourteen years old, Jia Liu hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Yang Yuchun's skills are very good. With him, Zu Yingyuan's pressure should be lighter.
After a brief silence, nine candidates were quickly announced.
After all, the reward given by Master Jia is not low.
There are five in Green Camp.
There are three of Liu De's men, two Dazhou soldiers of the ninth team. The other two are two Su La, one flag soldier, plus Yang Yuchun, exactly nine people.
Jia Liu asked Baitang'a to take off all his armor and give it to the nine people who acted as "vanguards". Without saying anything on the spot, he handed out two hundred taels of silver notes to each of them.
Yang Yuchun didn't ask for it, so Jia Liu stuffed it directly into his inner pocket.
The team was soon ready.
Just when Zu Yingyuan was holding a torch and was about to set off, Jia Liu still said with concern: "Take care, if anything happens to you, don't come to me."
Zu Yingyuan didn't like hearing these unlucky words, so he didn't bother to pay attention. He waved the torch in front of Jia Liu and asked in a low voice: "How much money did you swallow last time?"
"You know, I have many places to use my money and more places to entertain than you, and I take the greatest risks, so it is very reasonable for me to take more than you."
Of course Jia Liu would not say that he had swallowed nearly thirty thousand taels.
Wealth should not be revealed, as our ancestors said.
"Is it?"
Zu Yingyuan took back the torch and said, "Well, next time, you have to give me at least three thousand taels."
Jia Liuyi was stunned: "Why do you want so much money?"
"Because I don't want to hang out with you."
After saying that, Zu Yingyuan raised his torch and shouted to the nine suicide squad members: "Let's go!"
Jia Liu felt that this man was boring. He was so nice to him and still wanted to leave. He was just like his old grandfather who didn't know him well.
etc?
What does next time mean?
Jia Liu was angry, they were serious officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, not bandits who robbed cash transport trucks!
........
The Jinchuan mountainous area shrouded in darkness was eerily quiet, not even the sound of an owl.
When people are in it, they feel insignificant, scary, and extremely depressing.
The visible distance of the torch is at most a dozen feet, which is very obstructive to people's sight.
Human beings' instinctive fear of darkness, combined with the unknown enemy hiding somewhere, made the ten Zu Yingyuan who served as the death squads feel a little scared in their hearts.
From time to time, they would stop and shine the torch in their hands in all directions, fearing that there were terrible thieves lying somewhere they couldn't see.
A figure suddenly jumped over, causing the tensed death squads to instinctively shout.
"who!"
Yang Yuchun, the youngest, suppressed his fear and chased the black shadow with a stick.
But soon the half-grown child ran back and told everyone that the one who passed by just now seemed to be a tabby cat.
"Be careful!"
Zu Yingyuan glanced at the dark front, took a deep breath and continued groping forward.
Jia Liu led the brigade and followed them, keeping a distance of about half a mile.
This distance should ensure relative safety.
Unless the thieves are too cunning, they won't fight the detective team, but only the Tai... specifically the Han army.
I walked like this in fear for more than two miles, and when I estimated that I was only one mile away from Akoli Village, I suddenly heard someone shouting and screaming in front of me.
"alert!"
Jia Liu immediately pulled Shuan Zhu in front of him.
"Master, if you don't pull me, I will stand in front of you."
Yang Zhi felt that this was because the young master did not trust him.
The young master really thinks so.
Just now Jia Liu did a small emergency test. As a result, Shuan Zhu did not block him in front of him at the first time, but hugged him from behind.
Liu De, Wang Si and the ninth team commanded by Bao Guozhong all looked around nervously, as if facing a formidable enemy.
There was no movement ahead.
Just when Jia Liu was considering whether to take someone over to take a look, a suicide squad member came and asked Mr. Jia to come over.
Jia Liu asked him: "What happened?"
The team member hesitated, and finally asked Mr. Jia to come and see for himself.
As long as there was no bandit attack, Jia Liu was very bold and immediately rushed over with Yang Zhi, Liu De and several other soldiers.
When I arrived at the place, I saw Zu Yingyuan and others holding torches and surrounding something.
"what happened?"
Jia Liu walked over with a torch and pulled Zu Yingyuan away, but the scene in front of him shocked him.
On the ground were two Mengba Banner soldiers with their foreheads bleeding wildly, and a Mengba Banner Lanling officer who was holding his broken arm and enduring severe pain.
Yang Yuchun, a half-grown child, stood there stupidly holding a blood-stained iron rod at a loss.
"They came from Akoli Village. They said the thieves had retreated. Xiaochunzi was too nervous and didn't see clearly and didn't have time to ask..."
Zu Yingyuan was also sweating. Things happened so fast that he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.
"Good job you did!"
That Lan Ling leader was also a tough guy. He clenched his teeth and didn't even hum, with all the anger on his face.
"Sir, I, I, I..."
Yang Yuchun was so frightened that he could not speak.
Jia Liu breathed out, glanced at the angry-looking Lan Lingchang of Mengba Banner on the ground, walked up to the frightened Yang Yuchun, patted his back and whispered: "Beat him to death too."
Yang Yuchun trembled, and without saying a word, in front of everyone's astonished gazes, he hit the long blue Ling's head with the iron rod in his hand.
With a dull sound, Lan Ling's long head drooped before he understood what was going on, and his body fell limply to the ground.