The above content that Hu Biao yelled out in a hurry and in one breath was naturally not something he came up with on the spot, and this product does not have such a literary bacterium.

In fact, it came from the late Qing period, a crusade that he had forgotten the source, but it was extremely powerful.

Because he only memorized a rough outline, he added a lot of it himself, so it sounded a bit half-literate.

But this is not important, the important thing is such an article, in Hu Biao's roar with all his might.

It spread to the people of the small half of Yangcheng, as well as the people under the mountain, such a small number of thousands of people.

Most of them were naturally dumbfounded, muttering that these people really didn't know whether they were alive or dead; But there are still a small number of people who are thoughtful after listening.

Maybe they won't do anything for the rest of the day, but a seed of rebellion is still planted in their hearts.

More importantly, when the commander who died on the street shouted at the end: "I, Xuange Camp Hu Biao, will rebel against Daqing from today, and I will be determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers for the rest of my life~"

He pulled out a dagger from his waist and waved it lightly at the back of his head.

The system behind the skull was disguised, and the unsightly braid like a rat's tail fell straight to the ground.

As for the above practices, for the Daqing Imperial Court, they are far more fearful and hated than the Yin Army, and I am afraid that they will do everything possible to kill them in the future, which will cause a series of troubles.

Special! Now they will all die of thirst, and they will do whatever they do.

On the contrary, after cutting off this ugly braid, the thought that arose in Hu Biao's heart at that time was called an extremely accessible one.

It's better to have a cold beer than dog days.

Regarding Hu Biao's approach, everyone in the team did not have the slightest opinion.

After Hu Biao got off his braids, he was lying on the ground for a long time, like a fat yellow man who was about to die of thirst.

In the next second, the thing jumped from the ground as if it was full of blood.

A knife cut the braid, and threw it out vigorously with one hand, and after a posture of how far and how far he threw it, he shouted out a sentence in his mouth:

"I, Xuange Camp Huang Yizhi, will turn out of Daqing from today, and I will be determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers for the rest of my life~"

In the following time, there were more such voices sounding: "My Xuange Camp concubine will be out of Daqing from today, and the rest of my life will be determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers~"

"I, Xuange Camp Nanze, will be out of Daqing from today, and I will be determined to ...... for the rest of my life"

It's just that in a very short period of time, all the old men in the Xuange Camp team have cut off their braids; And everyone yelled and shouted out the sentence 'against Daqing'.

What people didn't expect was that Yu Hong didn't know what he thought.

also grabbed the braid with one hand, brandished the waist knife with the other hand and cut off the tail of the mouse, and shouted out in an unconventional tone:

"I, the cavalry of the Green Battalion of Daqingxiang Province, is the general Yu Hong, and I will go out of Daqing from today, and I am determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers for the rest of my life~"

Under his example, the other six Green Battalion soldiers also made quite a move after hesitating for a while.

Anyway, after a short time, there was no one on the quad with ugly braids behind their heads; The popularity of people is high, where is the decadent appearance before.

Seeing this, Hu Biao shouted again:

"Old Black, take your war horse out and let it bleed and drink; After the horses were killed, they drank urine.

In short, we must continue to live well, no matter how difficult it is, we must also make Daqing and the Yin people pay the price. ”

"Special! For Mao is my horse. After hearing this, Lao Hei immediately scolded indignantly.

However, scolding and scolding, he still led his system war horse out; It's just that after handing over the reins to Hu Biao, he still twisted his head away, and couldn't bear to continue to look at what was about to happen next.

Before Hu Biao started, he also said solemnly to Lao Hei's war horse:

"Although you can't speak, we also see you as a brother.

At present, the matter is in a hurry, and I am really a little sorry, and when the task is completed and resurrected, the team will definitely pay for Lao Hei to find a dozen mare with smooth scalp and butt hair. ”

After saying that, he covered the horse's eye with one hand, and stabbed it with a dagger in his hand.

By the time the knife came out, the war horse was already completely dead, which was equivalent to giving the other party a good time.

After a while, all the horse blood that could be released was released, and about forty catties of horse blood with hot gas appeared in a large wooden basin.

It's so hot, it won't take long for this thing to go bad.

In line with this in mind, Hu Biao opened his mouth and shouted: "Everyone let go of their bellies and drink them all." ”

Then, he took a large bowl in his hand, scooped a bowl of horse blood out of it, and poured it into his mouth as soon as his skull was raised.

The main reason is that after drinking horse blood once last time, everyone in the team has drunk experience, and they know that the taste of this thing is really not how good it can be.

It's better to dry it in one gulp, lest it be a huge ordeal to drink it slowly.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with Hu Biao's way of drinking horse blood.

The only problem is that their physical condition is not as good as the night before; After taking a bite, Hu Biao didn't spit it out even if he held on.

In the blink of an eye, two streaks of blood flowed from the nostrils.

I don't know if it's the horse blood that was choked out, or if the body can't bear the hot horse blood, so it flows out of human blood.

The rest of the clan is in a similar situation.

Fortunately, although everyone who drank the horse's blood felt that the whole body was so hot that it was somewhat more comfortable than the previous feeling of thirst and smoke in the throat.

It's just that the next time you drink horse blood, it's hard to say.

In the ensuing hours, except for the personnel in charge of the guard, everyone else hid in the shadow of the trenches, closed their eyes and began to sleep and recuperate.

Because this way is the way for their bodies to consume the least amount of time, and they can also hold on to it.

Slightly different, before entering the trenches, the little brother of the cross took a deep look at Yangcheng, which was not far away.

Unlike the rest of the clan, he is a native of Yangcheng.

When I saw the familiar and unfamiliar Xiguan, Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, Six Banyan Temple, Guangxiao Temple, Nanhai Temple, etc., I inexplicably had more strength in my heart......

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At the same time, that is, when Hu Biao and others were in their mouths.

shouted 'against Daqing', as well as 'expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers', which belong to the time of great rebellion in the current environment.

In a luxurious mansion in Yangcheng, Yishan, Yang Fang, Longwen and the other three people, after hearing these contents clearly, immediately became earthy.

A minute or two later, Yishan slammed a teacup in his hand on the ground and stammered:

"I, Daqing, and the current saint are so benevolent and loving to the people, how can these rebellious ministers and thieves still have a conscience?"

"Chop, chop off their brains, and the nine clans that want to punish them~" Yang Fang gritted her teeth, and said such a sentence fiercely in a demon-like tone in her mouth.

Long Wen didn't speak, but Tie Qing kept nodding his head, indicating that he couldn't agree with what the two said.

Let them react so much, all because they know one thing:

Even if you lose the city and lose the land in this battle, and lose the face of Daqing, as long as you go back and have a good activity, you can still enjoy the flowers and rivers of Daqing.

But if Daqing's country is lost, they, the members of the Eight Banners, and the important ministers of the court, will end up extremely miserable.

For a while, in their hearts, compared with the anti-thieves on the Quartet Fort, the threat of the Yin Army was no longer important.

After all, all they want is trade convenience, privileges, compensation, etc.; Although he agreed to these conditions, Daqing would definitely suffer a big loss.

However, Daqing is so rich, and the loss is nothing more than finding a way to get it back from the mud legs later.

Subsequently, Yishan, who actually had some plans to surrender in his heart, finally put forward such a suggestion in his mouth:

"I see that although there are a lot of Yin people outside the city, they have no plans to attack the city recently, why don't you borrow their hands to destroy the rebels on the mountain first, and then make a plan?"

When Yang Fang and Long Wen heard this, they immediately nodded.

And in the camp of the Yin Army, even the righteous laws of Daqingtong don't need to be translated, so they can understand Hu Biao's shouting.

After hesitating for a moment, he issued an order to his adjutant: "Go and tell everyone that the damned hill is tightly sealed, and they will die of thirst."

The warriors of the Great Yin Empire can't have any casualties, and they can't let go of these murderers.

After these people are resolved, let Daqing agree to all our conditions......"

(End of chapter)