"Boom!" A cannonball crossed the sheep and horse wall of the Qing army camp, and then sent several green battalion soldiers squatting behind the wall into the sky.

Seeing that the artillery of the Cantonese thieves on the opposite side was so sharp, the Qing army guarding behind the sheep and horse wall with bird guns hurriedly ran away.

He Lin looked at all this numbly, sweating profusely on his forehead, and now he realized that the group of Cantonese thieves on the opposite side was different from all the opponents he had met before!

Their guns were sharp, their soldiers were not afraid of death, and what made him even more troublesome was that his opponent had an extremely sharp cavalry.

Huang Laosi was also holding a telescope to observe the camp of the Qing army opposite, and while observing, he still shook his head in his heart.

This kind of camp of the Qing army was at least a product of decades or even hundreds of years ago, and this kind of camp was qualified to deal with the three feudatories in the Kangxi period or the Zungar people a few decades ago.

Because the opponents of the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not have many cannons in total, and some of them were also old-fashioned cannons that were inconvenient to move, looked big, but not very powerful.

But the Revival Army is different, just by the Beijiang River, there are more than 60 bronze cannons with artillery carts that are easy to move.

In particular, the twelve-pounder bronze cannon and the ten-pounder mortar cannon, one of which is extremely powerful, and one can also be loaded with explosive bombs, and each cannon fired either blew up the Qing army into the sky, or completely destroyed the sheep and horse walls and wooden inserts.

Originally, the sheep and horse wall built by the Qing army was very convenient for defense, because the Qing army could stand on the sheep and horse wall more than one meter high and shoot the attacking revival army through the gap in the wooden fence, while it was very inconvenient for the revival army to attack from the back.

But after there are so many cannons, the Qing army's sheep and horse wall has simply become an execution platform, as long as anyone dares to stand on the sheep and horse wall, they will be killed immediately.

Huang Laosi estimated that in another hour, the Qing army would either abandon the camp and leave, or they would have to come out and fight hard!

"Second Master!" In the camp of the Qing army, the camp tent of the commander and Lin, a man who looked like a domestic slave wearing plain clothes, with strips of white cloth tied to his braids, cried and knelt in front of He Lin.

Suddenly, He Lin's heart twitched, this man is their house slave and blessing, what does he mean by this dress?

Could it be that my brother is no longer good?

The war is unfavorable, and my brother is driving the crane to the west, and the sky is long, why is it thinner than me?

He Lin and the system knelt down on both knees, and said, "Brother! How did you go in such a hurry! When he almost roared, he wailed in shock.

"Second master! Holy! Holy! Dead! ”

What the?

Did the Holy Master die? Not my brother?

OK! OK!

He Lin's heart that was about to jump out of his chest was put back at once, and he was about to get up in a daze, but fortunately, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and thought that something was wrong, how could he say that it was okay if the saint died?

"Your Majesty!" Thinking of this, he knocked his head to the ground with a bang and cried loudly.

With He Lin's crying, the officers and officers in the handsome tent were stunned, and then they howled more sadly than their dead parents, but the generals of the Han Eight Banners cried a little hard, and the uncles were really crying!

No matter what Qianlong looks like in other people's eyes, no matter how much water in his holy monarch is more than a sponge falling into the sea, but for these Manchurians, I, Qianlong, am an unadulterated emperor of the ages.

Look at the number of flag men in the country now, far more than when Yongzheng Ye was in time, because Yongzheng Ye is quite a banner man outlier of the Chinese emperor, and I, Qianlong, am the flag man himself.

What's more, because Prince Jia, who is bound to succeed to the throne, is like, the big guy also knows, in addition to pretending to be honest and filial, no, filial piety may be pretending, but honesty, or no assertiveness, no idea, that is definitely not pretending!

Now that the people in Guizhou are in turmoil, and the Cantonese thieves are getting stronger and stronger, can you rely on King Jiaqing?

Everyone in the handsome tent howled and cried as if they were competing, and He Lin also knocked his head to the ground, but although his head hurt more and more, He Lin became more sober.

Because he knew that he was in big trouble, and he also understood why his brother Heshen would let Hefu arrive in front of the funeral officials?

Their brothers, especially the elder brother and Shen, don't look at the power leaning towards the government and the opposition, but all the power comes from Qianlong's favor.

In the early years, when He Shen was favored, he didn't let King Jiaqing eat deflated, although King Jiaqing was a no-brainer, and he looked very honest, but his heart was not big, and he didn't know how much he hated his brother He Shen and Fukangan.

Can you not hate! I, Qianlong, gave my father's love to these two, and I didn't say anything about my family affection in Jiaqing, and I still lived tremblingly.

These two can be regarded as indirectly robbing my Jiaqing's father, can you not attract hatred?

Now that Fukangan is dead, He Shen doesn't even have a share of firepower!

Helin is very bad this time, if this battle is won, maybe he can get out of the way.

If you lose, no! It's not that you lose, it's basically lost, can you have a good one when you go back?

The new hatred and the old hatred are counted together, maybe you have to go to the vegetable market, and this is what He Shen means when he asks people to report the news, it should be to let him ask for no success, don't have it.

What can I do?

He Lin's brain was spinning rapidly, and at the same time, the brains of the other Manchurian generals in the camp did not stop.

Erle Dengbao even quietly stayed away from He Lin, his brother fell, and the superintendent was defeated, so it would be good to be able to save his life, right?

Everyone howled and cried for a long time, and when He Lin saw that no one came to persuade him to get up, he could only stand up by himself with his red forehead.

He looked at the generals of the Han Banner who were still crying and didn't get up, and his heart was so cold!

I'm still the boss, and my brother hasn't done anything yet, and these guys are beginning to have the intention of drawing a line with him.

"All the generals get up first! This holy mountain collapses, and the Cantonese thieves are approaching the camp again, how to act, whether to fight or go, let's get an idea together? ”

After He Lin finished speaking, there was silence in the camp tent, and the generals of the Han army banner lowered their heads, as if they were carved from clay wood.

The Manchurian generals had their own expressions, and Erle Dengbao stared at the topographic map of the lake, as if he was studying it carefully. An Lu kept sobbing, looking like I couldn't stop.

Even Mu Keden, the governor of Sichuan, who had been following He Lin, 'admired' his hands and didn't say a word.

Hehe! This will make it clear that you and Lin are going to have problems, and it is also clear that they are definitely going to be defeated now, and the big head of the production table is just used to top the black pot, how can they talk too much?

"Lord Zhengtai, there is an urgent report of eight hundred miles from the capital!"

A Manchurian pen post style hurriedly walked in from outside the door, he didn't know what happened to Hefu, and saw that the generals in the handsome tent were crying, and couldn't help but be startled!

Not really, right?

Although the Cantonese thief is fierce, it won't make everyone cry, right?

"Lord Maker, please ask the angel to enter the account, this news has to be blocked!"

Seeing that the urgent report from the capital had also arrived, Erle Dengbao didn't care about 'studying' the march map, so he hurriedly reminded him.

Now that the account is like this, there has been an anti-water incident in Yongzhou Town, Luying, Hunan, and if the news of the death of the saint spreads again, it will be troublesome.

With the steps down, He Lin also nodded, "Let the Jianrui camp secretly block the surroundings of the big tent and quickly welcome the angels into the tent!"

This battle can't be fought, but it's not easy to retreat, there are still elites of Cantonese thieves in ambush in the water-skiing mountains, and the Cantonese thieves outside are attacking very urgently, there are not many people in my banner, if you bury the 145 elite of Manmeng here, you are all sinners! ”

The meaning is very clear, don't think that the pot can let me and Lin carry it alone, and the intrigue buried the thousands of people here, and none of them can escape a knife at the mouth of the vegetable market!

Doral. An Lu arched his hand, "Lord Taiwan, please take the elite of the Jianrui Battalion into the Skiing Mountain first, clear the Cantonese thieves in the mountain, and open the way for the army!" ”

Ben Gong? you! Made, an hour ago you called yourself a subordinate!

A trace of anger flashed in the corner of He Lin's eyes, but he said happily: "Sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs, and with the super brave father, the water skiing mountain will be worry-free, but now people are still needed to stick to the camp and win time for the army to leave!" ”

Erle Dengbao saw He Lin's eyes looking at him, he was startled, He Lin is still the coach now, if he insists on him staying in the palace, he can't disobey the order, right?

So he hurriedly arched his hand and said loudly: "There are already people in the Hunan Green Camp who are anti-water, and they are not very reliable, please leave the Sichuan Green Camp here!"

The Governor of Sichuan Province has been the Governor of Sichuan Province for many years, and the Sichuan people respect the Adults like heavens, as long as the Adults order them to hold on, they will definitely be able to hold on. ”

He Lin's eyes were completely gloomy, and after staying in the Sichuan Green Camp Palace, he had just been transferred from the governor of Sichuan to the governor of Liangguang.

In this way, he has the responsibility of defending the land, and second, only he can suppress the Sichuan Green Camp, so is there any doubt about the candidate for the queen of the palace?