It's really not that Jia Liu didn't save him when he saw death, if he wanted to blame Qianlong, he favored the Manchurian children too much, which led to ninety percent of the important official positions in the Qing Dynasty being won by the Manchu and Mongolian children.

Everyone is the Eight Banners, why can our Han Army only pick up the leftovers of the Mongolian Banner to eat?

The truth of not suffering from widowhood but suffering from inequality, no dynasty or generation will be outdated.

Moreover, didn't Qianlong think that there were too many children of the Eight Banners of the Han Army, so he tried every means to drive the Eight Banners of the Han Army out of the flag.

Then the question arises, if the Manmeng children suddenly begin to decrease abnormally for some reason, can he Qianlong still regard the Han army as shit, and dare to scold the ancestors of the Han army who worked hard for him to love Xinjue Luo Jiangshan as traitors?

Therefore, in order to make the distribution of official positions in the Qing Dynasty as fair as possible, and in order to make better progress for himself, Jia Liu hoped that the Manchu and Mongolian children could make greater sacrifices for the Qing Dynasty.

To a certain extent, the generals of the Eight Banners, including Ah Gui, Fukangan, Hailancha, and Mingming, are all enemies that Jia Liu climbs up.

These people don't die, and Jia Liu is difficult to get rid of.

Because, they are also young.

The most annoying thing is that Jia Liu is now at the stock level, and these guys have already entered the game.

The sky is immortal, but the yellow sky is difficult to stand.

In order to better serve the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu could only try to invite those comrades and old comrades who would affect his work to take the first step within his ability.

This is not to hurt the Qing Dynasty, nor to collaborate with the enemy, let alone to betray the country, but to let the Qing Dynasty enter a better development track.

Benign, non-malignant.

Zu Yingyuan, this kid wants to save people, Jia Liu is disdainful in his heart: Sixth master, this is learning from the old lady of your ancestral family, you kid knows a fart!

Of course, on the surface, you can't directly say that the sixth master just doesn't save it, but saving people's lives is a matter of life, and we must be cautious.

At least there has to be a feasible solution.

So, Captain Jia picked up a stone and drew a topographic map on the ground and began to study.

All Bailianga, including all Sula, were full of praise for Lord Jia's plan, and their wisdom was endless.

"This, first of all, we're going to..."

"Captain, hurry up!"

"Secondly, you must make a plan to prepare, in case of thieves here..."

"Lord Jia, Lord Jia! Saving people is like fighting fire! ”

"Finally, once the action begins, we must have the will to sacrifice, we must not be greedy for life and fear death, and we must have a firm will to sacrifice our lives for the Qing Dynasty..."

"Devil Six, if you don't give an order, I'll go by myself!"

"Okay, I'll announce it now!"

The feasible plan researched by Lord Jia was finally released, but what saddened him was that the war was over.

Liu De came to report in a panic that the Mengbaqi grain transport team was wiped out, and the leading striker Turge was seriously injured.

"Alas!"

Jia Liu stomped his feet heavily, infinitely sad.

"You, you, you!"

Zu Yingyuan was so angry that he slashed at the tree, "You mislead the country!" You traitor! ”

"You are talking nonsense, how can I mislead the country!"

"I, Jia Dongge, was born in the Qing Dynasty, died as a Qing ghost, grew up under the banner of Zhenglan since childhood, my old lady is still the founder of the country, saying that I am misleading the country, saying that I am a traitor! You're spewing blood! ”

"The brothers are here, and you tell them what is wrong with me?"

Jia Liu was also angry, what he hated most in his life was that others misunderstood him.

"The captain is not wrong, saving people, there must be a good rescue plan, otherwise a swarm of bees will not save people, but harm people."

Cui Hengyou, who was in the red flag, patted Zu Yingyuan, who was angry.

"Xiao Zu, the captain is just Lan Ling, and there are only thirteen of us, how can we be misguided and betrayed? There's no reason why your big hat is buttoned... I don't think you can compensate the captain, forget it. ”

Wang Si, the eldest member of the seventh squad, came out and turned the corner.

Jia Liu understood Zu Yingyuan's feelings, so he asked Wang Fu to do his ideological work and not drill into the horns.

"Take me over to Master Turg!"

Jia Liu pulled Yang Yuchun and rushed to the front battlefield.

When I went to the ground, I saw that the slope and the road were full of corpses of Qing soldiers who had died in battle.

There are Eight Banner Soldiers, and there are Green Battalion Soldiers.

There were also more than a dozen corpses of thieves, apparently their companions retreated in a hurry and did not bother to carry them away.

There were countless guns in his body, and the blood was about to run dry, and the Mongolian Red Flag Forward Xiao Tuercun was found in the grass by the Fujian Green Battalion soldiers and had just been carried to the road.

"You... Why don't you come to the rescue... Afraid of thieves like tigers, I... I... It's going to be played..."

Obviously, the arrest team was close at hand, but they couldn't come over for a long time, and Turg was unwilling and hateful.

"Huh? What do you say, sir? ... Okay, I must tell Wen Zhongtang that you are a man, the glory of my Eight Banners, and the pride..."

Jia Liu was inexplicably sad and indignant, ignoring the blood on Turge's body that was pouring out and hugged him.

Shielded by his back, he pinched Turg's neck.

"Your Excellency!"

After confirming that Turge was breathing, Jia Liu howled.

After howling a few times, he found that Yang Yuchun was looking at him stupidly, and he didn't come to pull him up, so he had to throw Turge's body to the ground, got up and wiped his face with his sleeve to ask Liu De how the casualties were.

Liu De, together with Peng Xiaohan, and the sentry officer surnamed Lu counted them, and more than 200 people died in the Green Battalion, and all 73 people under the Eight Banners from the leader of the Eight Banners to Turge were killed.

Of the more than 300 people, three were killed and five were wounded. The reason is that when they hear the sound of the gun, they consciously lie on the ground honestly.

The thieves mainly shot the escorted Qing troops, and there was no need to shoot the people who were not a threat to them.

Moreover, the 20-year blockade has limited the medicine of the Fan army and will not be easily wasted.

Jia Liu sighed and instructed Liu De to let those people carry all the bodies of the Qing soldiers who died in battle to the car and bring them back to the Muguomu camp.

What happens after that is none of his business.

Then asked Liu De to quickly organize people to tidy up the silver carts scattered on the road, and all the silver that fell down had to be picked up.

"As for these..."

Jia Liu looked at the corpse of the soldier lying on his stomach not far away, and wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to speak.

Liu De was stunned, bowed his head and said: "This adult is brave!" ”

"This is the work of the brethren, and what does it have to do with me?"

"It's the adults who command well..."

For the first time, Jia Liu felt that Liu De was so pleasing to the eye.

Over there, Zu Yingyuan's anger gradually subsided, and the matter has come to this point, what can he do. And if you really bring people around, you may not be able to save the soldiers of the Eight Banners.

As soon as I came over with Wang Fu, I heard the conversation between Captain Jia and General Liu, and couldn't help but sigh: "Devil Six, you are too shameless!" ”

Jia Liu looked at Zu Dashou, the great-grandson, unhappily, and said in his heart, Lao Tzu didn't have the idea of killing you, it's not bad, you gave Lao Tzu a long look, right?

Last time, Shu Lao's three hundred and fifty taels of silver were kindly divided between the four of you, wouldn't it be right to add me a five-seven-thirty-five!

"Remember, the seventh squad of the Han army is worshipping Tang Azu Yingyuan with the blue flag, and killed the thieves with arrows."

"Huh?"

Zu Yingyuan was silent for a moment, snorted, and went to help the people carry down the silver cart on the side of the road.

Half an hour later.

Jia Liu called the sentry chief named Peng Shaohan over and asked about the loss of salary.

"It's okay, it's okay, I only lost nine carts of silver, more than 30,000 taels."

Peng Shaohan was also lucky, most of the thieves were worried about being entangled by the arrest team, so they hurriedly took some silver and ran away. Otherwise, the people will die, the salary will also be robbed, and it will be a dead end for him and Lu Ada's return to the camp.

Jia Liu didn't think that the thieves were in a hurry to withdraw to take such a little silver, but they couldn't take more at all.

Silver is not food, and it can be set on fire.

More than 100 taels is a few catties bigger (one catty and 16 taels), more than 1,000 taels is dozens of catties, those thieves really want to take hundreds of thousands of taels of silver away, and it is a reason to die with birds for food.

Suddenly turn your face.

"The two of you escaped from the battle, resulting in the robbery of the silver and the martyrdom of Lord Turge, do you plan to talk to me here, or go to the camp to say in front of Wen Zhongtang!"