Chapter 290: Your Excellency, Let's Get on Your Way!
In ancient times, there were three dozen Zhujiazhuang, and now there are three dozen Qing camps.
One dozen Wenfu, two dozen Ah Gui, three dozen bright.
Jinchuan may be a place where feng shui is really not conducive to the Qing Dynasty, or to the general of Dingxi.
The gunshots that pierced the silent night sky did not come from the guerrilla flagbearers who carried out the mission of heavenly punishment, but an ordinary soldier from the firearms battalion of the Eight Banners Forbidden Army in the big camp took the lead.
In the previous Agui incident, because the firearms battalion, the forward battalion, and the left flank of the Jianrui battalion were all in the hands of the rebel group headed by Agui, after the incident, in the face of the fierce attacks of Guizhou soldiers, governors, and other soldiers and horses, the three Eight Banners Forbidden Army suffered great losses.
More than half of the forward battalion suffered casualties, the left flank of the Jianrui battalion was almost completely wiped out, and the firearms battalion suffered minimal losses due to the timely armistice, but it was also reduced from the previous 2,500 men to 1,800 men.
After the Agui incident subsided, a large number of middle-level officers of the Eight Banners Forbidden Army were killed, and there were serious vacancies in official vacancies, so that almost three months after the incident, there were still a large number of vacancies, which made the combat effectiveness of the forbidden army seriously decline, the morale of the army was also extremely low, and the thinking was even more disordered.
After all, there were still many soldiers who didn't know how General Agui suddenly became a traitor, and how the rebel army they fought so hard to resist became the officers and soldiers who suppressed them.
Although there was no further investigation, the soldiers could not get an answer.
Even Mingming, who was connected to the appointment of Ah Gui as the general of Dingxi, could not give the soldiers an accurate answer.
Because, Bright doesn't know what's going on.
It can be said that the traumatic sequelae brought by the incident to the Eighth Banner Army have not been for a year and a half, and it is simply difficult to heal.
But someone knew what was going on.
For example, the head of the firearms battalion, Guerjia Zhan Yinbao.
Three days ago, looking at the thick stack of silver tickets, Zhanyin Bao made the most dangerous decision in his life, but it was also the most correct decision.
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Under the leadership of the leader Ambu, the backbone Infiniti and others, the flag men of the second squadron arrived at the camp at about the same time as the first squadron at night.
Because the targets received by both sides before the operation were different, the attack point of the second squadron was the north side of the main camp.
Fearing that the operation would fail due to being discovered by the defenders of the large camp, the leader of the team, Anbu, sent Wan Jia, who was born in Manchuria with a yellow flag, to lead people to touch the camp first and find a way to destroy the fence so that the second squadron could sneak into the camp smoothly.
As long as you can enter the camp, the operation can be declared half the battle.
No matter how many people there are in the camp, once the civil strife starts, even just a few people, it is enough to make the chaos out of control.
"Follow me!"
Wan Jia ordered a few people to crawl on the ground with him, moving towards the fence little by little.
Although there was a bonfire in the camp, it could not be reflected on the outside of the camp at all, and with the cover of weeds, Wan Jia and the others infiltrated very smoothly.
After spotting a patrol behind the fence, Wan Jia immediately signaled everyone to stop moving forward and lay there motionless.
This waiting heartbeat is extremely fast, and the breathing is also rapid, which is extremely painful.
Finally, when the patrol had gone far and breathed a sigh of relief, Wan Jia came out of the grass and was about to dig the fence with a shovel that had been prepared in advance, so as to open the gap for the troops to the camp.
However, at this moment, someone behind the fence shouted out in an inaudible voice: "Heaven damn it! ”
"Heavenly punishment!"
Wan Jia subconsciously agreed, and immediately felt stunned: Who is it!
When he was stunned, the fence in front of him was suddenly pushed open, revealing a large hole that could be passed through by two or three people.
Then a figure burst out of the hole and waved at Wan Jia and the others lying in the grass: "You guys are finally here!" ”
Wan Jia wanted to ask who the other party was, but the other party didn't give him time to speak at all, and only waved anxiously to signal everyone to go in with him.
"Hurry, hurry!"
"Up!"
Wan Jia didn't care so much for a while, so she sent someone to tell the team leader that she could enter the camp, and she took the others to follow the person into the camp.
When Wan Jia and the others got in, they found that the person who led the way had disappeared.
"Who's that man?"
"I don't know?"
A few people were puzzled, and the team leader Anbu led the team to arrive.
Wan Jia told Fang that someone had brought them in, and Ambu pondered for a moment and said to Wan Jia: "See, there are many people who are as eager to restore the glory of the Eight Banners as we are!" ”
After saying that, the command began to launch an offensive against the target.
It's just that the battalion is so big, they don't have a specific target azimuth map, where do they know where the target of the attack is. At this time, the disappeared figure appeared a few feet away from everyone's sight, waved at them, and looked anxious: "Here, here!" ”
"Who are you?"
Wan Jia stepped forward, he wanted to know who this warrior was.
The man made a "shhhh ”
With that, he ran towards his goal.
No matter who the other party is, he must be a supporter of the sacrifice faction!
Seeing that the target's residence had been determined, Wan Jia did not hesitate any longer, and led someone to run behind the man.
The sound of footsteps startled the sleeping soldiers in the tents, and the voices of people asking who and what was going on rose and fell to each other.
At this moment, a gunshot rang out, and then someone shouted: "Heaven punish the traitor!" ”
Stunned for a moment, Wan Jia rushed to Fusheng's residence without any hesitation.
There is only one opportunity, and if it is lost, it not only means that the operation fails, but also that their lives will be lost.
"This is it!"
The man who led the way kicked open the door of the deputy capital Fusheng's room with a "bang".
Fu Sheng'a, who had been awakened by the gunshots, didn't understand what was going on, and there were gunshots outside, and two soldiers who had heard the movement and came to check were shot dead on the spot.
The sound of the gunfire shocked Fu Sheng's spirit, and what he thought in his head was that he had been deceived by the thief.
Under the guise of negotiations, those damned thieves attacked the camp again!
He rolled off the bed on his side, trying to grab his saber, but the men who rushed in had already pushed him to the ground.
A torch shook in front of his eyes.
This moment made Fu Sheng'a excited, because it was not the thief he thought he thought rushed in, but the faces of young officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners.
"What are you doing, do you want to rebel!"
Fu Sheng, who reacted, angrily confronted these arrogant and bold Eight Banner officers and soldiers.
The torch moved in front of him again, and a young striker asked the person next to him uncertainly: "Is he the deputy capital commander Fusheng?" ”
"It's him, there's nothing wrong!"
The man leading the way nodded affirmatively, then walked behind Fu Sheng'a and pulled out a short hammer against his head.
At the same time as the gunshot rang out, I only heard this man shouting: "For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, please go on the road!" ”
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