The thieves were very powerful with their musketry, and they were so unprepared from their high position that they shot down dozens of corpses of the Green Camp soldiers who were clearing the way in front of them with just a few volleys of fire, and the wailing sounds of the wounded could not be heard.
"Thieves! There are thieves!"
The rest of the Green Camp soldiers were caught off guard and had neither the ability nor the courage to stand on the unprotected road and fight back against the bandits, so they could only run back out of instinct.
The mountain road is long and narrow, and there are cars and horses blocking the road, which suddenly becomes a mess.
You push me and push you, but there are many people who don't even see the ghost of the thieves, but let their own people trample them into pig heads.
"Don't mess up!"
"Follow my command!"
After all, guerrilla Huang Zhaoguo was an old man who had participated in the conquest of Burma. He was very experienced in encountering attacks and quickly dismounted to avoid being hit by the enemy's muskets.
But just when Mr. Huang was about to organize his own soldiers to stabilize the position and gather the sergeants to fight back, he found that the troops in the rear had also collapsed.
The soldiers of his camp were running, the civilians were running, and the Han army's arresting team who was cooperating with the movement were also running.
Horses and mules are all running.
"Sir, we can't hold it anymore, let's withdraw too!"
The captain of Mr. Huang's personal soldiers saw that the team had collapsed, and there were countless groups of thieves lying in the forest on both sides. They panicked and wanted to protect Mr. Huang and escape.
"Withdraw? We've lost millions of dollars in military pay. If we go back, we'll lose our heads!"
However, Mr. Huang knew the seriousness of the situation and broke away from the soldier captain who was trying to pull him away. He drew his sword and ordered the retreating camp soldiers: "Don't retreat, fight back with me!"
Many of these soldiers had been with Huang Zhaoguo for many years, and the guerrillas still had some authority in their hearts, so they had no choice but to go back.
However, the bandits were faster. One band of bandits rushed directly onto the road, while another band of bandits with about a hundred gunmen pressed directly towards the Green Camp soldiers who were trying to come back. They were condescending and couldn't help firing cannons.
The green camp soldiers were pinned down below, and they didn't even fight back. They didn't even have a hiding place. Many of them were shot to death by the thieves' guns.
After holding on for a while, he couldn't hold on anymore and ran away again.
"I will kill anyone who runs away again!"
Lord Huang, who was loyal to his duties and dedicated to serving the Qing Dynasty, was unable to stop his subordinates from fleeing, and he was also targeted by the traitors.
A bandit gunman fired at Huang Zhaoguo's location. He missed at first, but then was hit by a volley of muskets.
Huang Zhaoguo's gun fell to the ground.
"My lord, my lord!"
The captain of Huang's soldiers and several soldiers hurriedly stepped forward and dragged the wounded guerrilla man back. None of them had the courage to stay here any longer, so they became furious and carried the injured guerrilla man back in a hurry.
Halfway through, I met Mr. Jia from the arrest team who came with reinforcements.
"what happened!"
Looking at Huang Youqi being carried down, Jia Liu was overjoyed, but his face was filled with sadness and anger.
The soldiers in the camp cried: "Sir, Master Huang has been beaten by the bandits, he's been beaten!"
"I'm here, take Mr. Huang back for treatment, quickly!"
In such a hurry, Jia Liu didn't care to say anything to the retreating soldiers. He unsheathed his sword for the second time and pointed forward, shouting: "The Han Army's arrest team will follow me to kill the thieves!"
Mr. Jia was anxious. He really wanted to know whether it was his colleagues or Liu De and the others who took action.
"Kill!"
More than a hundred flag-bearing colleagues followed Captain Jia and rushed towards the smoke-filled area.
When they reached a distance of several dozen feet, Mr. Jia suddenly lay down on the spot, then leaned forward and looked forward cautiously.
Really a thief?
Jia Liu could see clearly that the person in front of him who was carrying boxes of money on the car up the mountain was a thief with a black scarf on his head, not his colleague.
It seems that there are quite a few bandits, as many as two to three hundred people.
This is on the bright side, but I don’t know what’s going on in the dark.
"Where are our people?"
"Sir, there!"
Following the direction Bao Guozhong pointed, Jia Liu saw two heads looking this way. Apparently, he was also frightened by Zhenfan's robbery and did not dare to take action.
At this time, two thieves accidentally broke the box while carrying it, and the silver ingots scattered on the floor.
"Damn it, you dare to steal our money, brothers, follow me!"
Zu Yingyuan drew his sword and was about to lead someone forward, but Jia Liu violently pulled his right leg and knocked him to pieces.
"Guiziliu, what are you doing!"
"If you want to die, don't drag your brothers to die with you!"
Jia Liu pointed towards the slope, where dozens of bandit gunmen were aiming with guns in hand.
Whoever goes up will die.
"What should we do?"
Zu Yingyuan was so anxious that he could just give up on the opportunity he had been waiting for so hard and watch helplessly as the thieves emptied the carts full of money.
"Get down! No one is allowed to come up without my order!"
Jia Liu also frowned. After carefully observing the gang of thieves, he suddenly gritted his teeth and pulled Zu Yingyuan up, and then pulled him forward without saying a word.
........
The Fan thieves who were carrying the silver actually found a group of Qing troops watching them not far away, but as long as the other party didn't come over, they had no time to go over and clean them up.
"Move faster!"
When one of the leaders of the thieves was asking people to move faster, they saw two people from the group of clear dogs suddenly walking towards them.
The one in front was holding a white flag that looked like a Tatar.
The man in the back hid behind the man in front, shouting as he walked: "Brothers across the way, don't shoot, don't shoot! You definitely can't take away so much money, why don't we discuss it!"
After shouting the same words three times, Jia Liufang poked half of his head out from behind Zu Yingyuan, whose face turned green.
Hey, it works!
The thief on the other side really didn’t shoot!
After taking a dozen breaths and confirming that the person on the other side was waiting for more information, Jia Liu pulled Zu Yingyuan to the side.
This distance was calculated by him to ensure that the thieves on the opposite side could hear his voice and to ensure that he would not be shot by a musket.
Of course, as he always puts safety first, he still wears three layers of armor, which is heavy and tiring.
"What do you want to discuss?"
Someone spoke on the other side, I don't know who it was.
Jia Liu thought for a while, bowed his hands to the person opposite, and then raised his voice: "The earthquake is high, and the streams and mountains are beautiful for thousands of years; the door faces the sea, and the three rivers flow for thousands of years!"
However, there was no response from the other party.
Jia Liu was helpless. The anti-Qing forces that dared to love Jinchuan had no contact with the Tiandihui.
Unwilling to give up, he suddenly slapped his chest and raised his voice again: "Today, there are bachelors from the north running to the treasure land of the beach. They want to have a good time and visit the dock. Please be accommodating!"
After saying that, Jia Liu Lanling lifted his official robe, tied it into a knot, took a step forward with his right leg, stretched out his right hand at the same time, gave a thumbs up to the opposite side, and tapped the top three times.
This is the action of Brother Pao from Sichuan, a fellow member of Tiandi Hui.
The Jinchuan rebels have nothing to do with the Guangdong, Guangxi, Tiandi Association in the coastal areas. They are always in collusion with the underground organizations in this province, right?
The person on the other side reacted this time, and one person laughed and cursed: "When did you, a member of the 18th Banner, get mixed up with the Tuluzi?"
"Zouluzi" is the name of the people in the prototype of Paoge.
"Um?"
This man's voice sounded familiar to Jia Liu, and he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. After seeing the man's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned: Isn't this Lu Yuanguang, a close aide of Mr. Fu Sheng, Vice-Dutong?
Immediately he was shocked: I didn’t expect that Fu Sheng’a, the thick-browed and big-eyed, authentic Uncle Man, would also engage in rebellion against the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty!