Everywhere there were fires, shouting to kill the sky, and the cry of "kill the dog" was particularly loud in the middle of the night.

The entire Muguo Wood Camp went from quiet to chaotic, and it only took a dozen breaths.

However, the chaos in all directions contrasts sharply with the scene here.

On both sides of a fence about a few hundred zhang long, two teams of cat-waisted soldiers suddenly found that there were people on the opposite side under the light of the fire!

Hundreds of heads, hundreds of pairs of eyes, just looking at each other through the fence.

No one dared to move.

It's like light and shadow.

Countless Qing troops in the vicinity ran and roared, frightened war horses kept galloping back and forth, ear-bursting gunshots came and went, black smoke filled the air, and the flames soared into the sky...

The two groups of people who were close to the wooden fence and looked at each other in the air were as if they were frozen, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Of course, the young master is not a Qing dog, let alone a Tartar, the young master is a dignified and upright disciple of the Eight Banners of the Great Qing Dynasty!

Whoever dares to scold the children of the Eight Banners for being Tartars, Lord Qianlong has to roll up his sleeves and wrestle with him.

God knows how Yang Zhi came up with such a childish question.

Jia Liuqi ah.

The problem is that there is no time to take care of the bolts right now.

He thought he was exposed.

His heart was beating like a drum, and he subconsciously touched the saber issued to him by the imperial court, but his crotch was cold, and he forgot to bring the knife again!

But what Jia Liu didn't know was that Mu Zhangjing's heart on the other side was also cold, because Master Mu also thought that he was exposed.

Both sides were stunned, not knowing what to do.

"Oops!"

A little spark fell from the torch onto Jia Liu's hand, so hot that he hurriedly threw the torch on the ground and kept blowing on his wrist.

No, this hot broke the deadlock between the two sides.

After that, the two bannermen said the same thing: "Why are you here!" ”

After being stunned for a moment, they seemed to have thought of something, and their tones were extremely shocked: "The fire was set by your people!" ”

"Yes!"

Both sides got a positive answer.

Both sides did arrange for people to set fire to the camp.

Jia Liu was even more shocked in his heart, Lu Yuanguang, a green camp thousand, is always undercover and understandable, after all, he is Han.

But Mu Zhangjing is really an authentic Manchuria, how can he oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty?

Could it be that the Fusheng Ah Deputy Dutong who was betrayed by himself is really a righteous man?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Suddenly, I understood in my heart what was going on: this Mu Tu was just like himself who was ready to kill Wen Zhongtang, because he and Fu Sheng'a were in the same group!

The truth is as simple as that.

Jia Liu betrayed Fu Sheng'a in order to divert Wen Fu's attention, and Mu Tu had the only choice to kill Wen Fu in order to save his life and the lives of the other officials involved in the matter.

Because, these logistics silverfish are darker and more greedy than Jia Liu, a newcomer, and since the thirty-fifth year of Qianlong, millions of taels have gone into their pockets.

This kind of sky-piercing thing can make Wen Fu find out?

In order to save their lives, these people don't care what kind of bad reaction will happen to the front line if they do Wen Fu.

Even if the army is defeated because of this, as long as they are okay, it is worth it.

It's a big deal to change the middle hall.

They, go ahead.

...........

Not an enemy, this is also an accomplice!

Thinking about this section, Jia Liu pointed in the direction of Wen Fu's big tent without hesitation: "My lord, kill Wen Zhongtang quickly!" ”

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When Mu Tu heard this, he was stunned, I don't understand how this kid of Han Junqi also has the intention of killing Wen Zhongtang, but at this time, the camp has been in chaos, and Wen Fu has probably been led out, where can he think about how this kid of Han Junqi knows about this, and immediately shouted to his subordinates: "Up! ”

"Kill!"

Hundreds of banner Han Qing troops actually rushed directly to the Wenfu tent, it was so simple and rude.

No...

Jia Liu was stunned for a moment, thinking that this is not good, Lao Wen has a lot of guards there, isn't he looking for death when he rushes over like this?

It can be seen that Mu Tu and the others did not hesitate at all, and suddenly they were agitated again: it seems that there are bad people around Lao Wen.

What a godsend, what a god helps the Qing Dynasty!

"Quick, on!"

Fearing that he would lose a great opportunity to kill Wen Fu, Jia Liu did not hesitate to follow with his subordinates.

The medicine depot of the Jianrui Battalion is not going to blow up either.

The fire was monstrous, and there were wolves running around the Qing army, there were green battalions, there were eight banner soldiers, and the roar of "killing the Qing dog" in the distance was like the waves of the ocean, one wave higher than one wave.

Jia Liu was overjoyed, but he didn't expect Fusheng's comrades to have such a great energy and be able to set off such a feat.

Wen Zhongtang does not travel west today, and he is sorry for the majority of soldiers.

"Kill, kill!"

Jia Liu has no knife or gun in his hand, but the right arm of the majestic right force is his knife, which is his gun, where to cut, where to fight!

A group of subordinates didn't understand what was going on at this time, seeing that there were many helpers, all of them were bold, and they followed Lord Jia and roared towards Wen Zhongtang's big tent.

Before long, there was a lot of gunfire ahead.

Obviously, it was Mu Tu and the others who exchanged fire with Wen Zhongtang's guards.

Jia Liu, who was eager to help, had as strong his legs as Shuanghui, and he ran forward quickly, forgetting the danger of stray bullets (guns, arrows).

Everyone came all the way, and the Qing army was in chaos all around, and there were countless tramples on each other.

Wen Fu died, and the camp was destroyed, which was basically doomed.

But for Jia Liu, the worse this mess is, the better!

When he was anxious, he suddenly fell forward, and then shouted: "Get down!" ”

Yang Zhi, who was running vigorously, didn't prevent the young master from suddenly falling down, and he stumbled and fell on the young master, almost breaking the young master's two ribs.

Although the rest of the people didn't know what was going on, Lord Jia's order was heaven, even if they didn't obey, they all fell to the ground one by one.

A few more people couldn't hold back and collided with their companions, and their heads and faces hurt.

"My lord, what's wrong!"

Yang Yuchun quickly moved forward with an iron rod in his hand, and his tactical movements were excellent.

", it's late!"

Jia Liu smashed his fist on the ground with hatred, it turned out that the door in front of Wenfu's big tent had been closed by a large group of soldiers from the forward battalion, and hundreds of muskets were mounted on the wooden fence and were constantly firing outside.

In front of the gate, many Qing troops who were shot fell with that chapter, and they all attacked with that chapter of Jingmutu.

Looking at the back of the gate, a large group of Eight Banner soldiers with sharp helmets and armor surrounded one person to death, needless to say, it must be Wen Fu, the commander of the army!

More than a dozen corpses could be vaguely seen in front of Wenfu's big tent.

It's late!

In sight, Mutu, who had more than half of the dead and wounded, squatted behind a row of carriages with the rest of the people, not knowing whether he was discussing a strong attack or retreating.

"Woo!"

There was a horn blowing in the big tent, and many Qing troops who had fallen into chaos around heard the horn and immediately rushed to the Wenfu big tent from all directions.

"Young Master, what should I do?"

No matter how stupid Yang Zhi was, he knew that it was impossible for them to kill Wen Zhongtang.

Wang Fu and Liu De were also as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"!"

Jia Liu jumped up in anger, raised his arms and shouted: "Swear to defend Wen Zhongtang to the death!" ”