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Chapter 160: One will succeed and ten thousand bones will die

July 14th, everything is appropriate.

Jishuitan schoolyard, military flags are hunting.

Military Machinery Zhang Jing Qinggui came to Jianrui Camp on behalf of the Military Machinery Department to see him off. The Ministry of War was Han Yan, the Minister of Han. Except for these two, officials from all the banners and chief officials were present to see off their children to fight.

There were also representatives from Jia Liu's guard office to see him off, and Erni, who was the first-class guard like Jia Liu.

Seeing that the time was almost over, the team leader and the second-class guard Zartu came to ask for his order: "Please go on stage and order the troops!"

Although he was kneeling on one knee, Zartu was quite dissatisfied and jealous when the former Han army bannerman who was a few years younger than him.

Because, afterwards, he found out that his wolf was clearly shot to death by his arrow, not by a gun.

Obviously, his contribution was to let the Han army flagist steal the limelight, and now he has become the leader. Can Zartu be convinced?

I don’t know why the emperor favored the Han army bannerman so much, and I don’t know where I answered wrongly. Could it be that I can’t serve the country and ask the emperor for a shameless and shameless demand for women!

However, after this, Zartu could only hide his dissatisfaction in his heart and seize this opportunity to go on the expedition to prove to the emperor that he is the real Batulu.

"Please, two sirs!"

The imperial seal of Wuneng Yibatulu, the imperial awarded the double-eyed peach feather, the third-rank imperial guard and the bannerman guerrilla leader Jia Jiashikai was very good at being a good person. He did not immediately take the stage, but bowed to ask the military and Qingzhangji to join the military minister Han and the Ministry of War to take the stage.

The Minister of War was from the second rank, so it makes sense to ask Han Jian, the Han official, to be promoted first, but Qinggui, the military machine, is only the fourth rank, so why should Jia Liu be so humble in front of him?

The reason is that he is Zhang Jing, the foreman of the Military Affairs Office, and if he just makes a fart, he may become the Minister of Military Affairs. You're welcome.

After all, Jia Jia Shikai is the third-class person, and he is still far from the ceiling.

Respect for superiors, be harmonious with subordinates, and be polite to colleagues have always been the principle of Jia Liu's behavior.

Erni, a colleague from the Guards Department, doesn't have to be polite to him.

Jia Liu is particular, and the two adults are more particular.

Han Jing smiled and said, "Today, Lord Jia ordered his troops to go out. I just came here to go through the motions. How could I steal the glory of Lord Jia, Batulu?"

Qinggui also smiled: "Mr. Jia, please."

Erni stood by with a smile on her face and said nothing.

"In this way, I'm welcome!"

Jia Liu bowed and immediately climbed to the high platform of the colonel field surrounded by a group of subordinates.

The water pool is rippling in the distance, and even further away, the tall walls of Beijing City stand tall between the heaven and earth like giants.

This time when he returned to Beijing, Jia Liu won the political honor he deserved due to his high loyalty to the Qing Dynasty.

But he could not stop. He wanted to turn the halo above his head into the driving force for progress and serve the Qing Dynasty more actively with a innocent heart.

Secret, and great.

After taking a long breath, Jia Liu subconsciously straightened his official hat and took care of his eyes.

There was no one behind the scenes.

"Blow the trumpet."

"Yeah!"

Four Sauron soldiers blew the horns in their hands to the sky at the same time.

"Woooooo!"

The long horn echoed in the camp.

"gather!"

A loud sound came from afar, and then five teams rushed towards the high platform.

It was just a mess, and even some flag crews bumped into each other and fell.

The effect of the previous rehearsal is much worse.

Jia Liu frowned slightly, then stretched out, and wasn't he going to train these Eight Banner wastes to become Eight Banner elites.

Qinggui was an honest and upright official, and he was immediately displeased when he saw the guerrilla flag officers so casually.

Han Jing also shook his head, thinking about the letter that Lord Liu Tongxun left to the emperor that day, his heart felt complicated.

The country's foundation is so corrupt, who will rely on to protect the Qing Dynasty in the future?

Erni looked indifferent, and now she just wanted to end things quickly so that she could go back and have fun with the little thrush that she just gave him yesterday.

The officials from other banners were satisfied and did not think that such flaws could represent anything.

After all, Eight Banners Erlang's ability is on the battlefield, not to make these sluts.

Seeing this, Madrid, Liu De, Chang Bingzhong, Liu Heyi and others who had just been appointed as the leader of Jia Liu, felt sorry for Lord Jia.

However, they really tried their best, and the time was too hasty. If there was another half day, they would definitely be able to train people to what Lord Jia asked for.

"Certainly!"

Accompanied by Liu De's shouting, 500 guerrilla flag officers collided with each other. After a chaotic chaos, they barely stood in the team and looked at the legendary Batulu on the stage.

Jia Liu's cousin Lu Acai poked his nephew Lu Guozhang next to him and whispered: "Are you a show of your majesty?"

"Majestic, majestic."

Lu Guozhang looked envious. He only realized that he had a cousin who was Batulu a few days ago.

"Report to the adults, the bannermen and guerrilla team should have reached 100 people, but in fact, 100 people, please tell me!"

"Report to the guerilla team of the second bannermen, the guerrilla team should have reached 100 people, but in fact, 100 people, please tell me!"

""

After the sing, Jia Liu raised his hand, and a Soren soldier stepped forward and crossed the triangular flag in his hand and hit the small triangle flag in his hand. The flag crew immediately touched his right foot to his left foot, making a uniform "bang" sound.

However, many people still touched the wrong foot, or understood the wrong flag words, and stomped their feet directly.

Although he did not achieve the effect he wanted, Jia Liu still wanted to sing the opera.

He took three steps forward, held the long knife that had not been released twice in his waist with his left hand, raised his right hand forward, and shouted: "Who are we!"

The five hundred guerrilla flag officers immediately shouted loudly under the leadership of the team leader: "We are the men of the Eight Banners, and we are the wolf clan of the Qing Dynasty!"

Jia Liu drank again: "What are you doing here!"

"To quell the rebels for the Qing Dynasty!"

"What are you going to destroy the rebels!"

"Take our lives!"

Very good, Ariado.

Jia Liu waved his right hand heavily: "For the Qing Dynasty!"

"For the Qing Dynasty!"

The shouts of more than 500 people resounded throughout the world. When the officers and soldiers of Jianrui Camp who received the silver reward from Lord Jia heard the signal, they immediately set off six cannons.

It means six or six great success.

"I hope that you can fight for the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty, be brave enough to fight for your life, not be afraid of sacrifice, take the spirit of horse-drawn corpse as your own responsibility, be loyal to the Qing Dynasty and the emperor."

After saying a word, Jia Liu turned around and looked at Qinggui and the other two on the side, bowed their fists and said, "Please report to the emperor, Jia Jiashikai and the guerrilla flag officers swore today: There are thieves but no me, there are me but no thieves!"

"I wish Lord Jia good news and a happy song soon!"

Qing and Han were moved and immediately returned the gift.

Jia Liu nodded slightly, turned around, and waved his hand: "Open the way!"

"Yeah!"

The sound of trumpet sounded again, and teams of guerrilla flag crews, led by the team, headed to the camp gate to board the carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

"Stay away!"
Chapter completed!
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