Chapter 115 I am collaborating with the enemy, not treason!
Wen Zhongtang finally died for his country and received his extremely sad and honorable dignity.
The leadership team of the Qing Army General Headquarters in Muguomu, headed by Wen Zhongtang, also collectively followed Wen Zhongtang in his death.
Except for one Sichuan inspector who went downhill on his own.
There are 12 people with the rank of Major General or above of the Eight Banners, 9 people with the rank of Major General or above of the Green Camp, and 17 other officials with the rank of fifth rank or above.
There are 35 unsung heroes of the Eight Banners.
When the dust settled, all the members of the other side breathed a sigh of relief because they no longer had to run away.
Tired, so tired.
Except for that flowery bear.
"Master Jia, there is still one alive here!"
While Jia Liu and his people were cleaning up the aftermath, clan member Haikang discovered that there was someone still alive.
Jia Liu glanced over there and saw that it was a lieutenant general. He waved impatiently to the flag soldiers to kill the people. After thinking about it, he told everyone: "All the corpses must be searched one by one. You can keep the scraps for yourselves."
Hand in the banknotes and so on and they will be distributed uniformly, you know?"
"嗻!"
All the flag-han colleagues responded in unison and were very enthusiastic.
When he came to the corpse of Wen Zhongtang, who had to sacrifice for the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu sighed from the bottom of his heart and wanted to cover the old commander with a military flag.
Looking around, there were no military flags, so he had no choice but to ask Shuan Zhu to take off a yellow mandarin jacket from an imperial guard who had been shot to death, and put it on Wen Zhongtang's face himself.
With a heavy heart, Jia Liu stood at attention and paid his final salute to Wen Zhongtang on the ground.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to express Jia Liu's complicated conscience and guilt at this moment.
This one is also the highest-ranking among the dead ghosts floating behind Jia Liu so far.
After the ceremony, he knelt down and groped inside Wen Zhongtang's robe, but found nothing, which made him feel unlucky.
How come a great general and commander-in-chief doesn't have any money for personal expenses?
He got up and told Zu Yingyuan and others to move the bodies of the Manchu and Han generals and officials who were shot and pile them up at the intersection, waiting for the thieves behind to check. In addition, he asked Bao Guozhong to take two people to contact the thieves behind to see if they were dead.
Not Lu Yuanguang's group.
If so, just make the handover directly.
If not, try to show goodwill and explain the non-aggression treaty that was previously reached with Lu Yuanguang.
Then, take people downhill to find President Li.
More than a hundred meters away, Chairman Li was lying motionless under a stone, looking as if he had died.
"Get up, don't pretend to be dead."
Jia Liu raised his foot and tapped the head of the Sichuan Criminal Investigation Bureau. The hillside was not steep, so it would not be so easy to die if he fell. He had tried it himself.
Master Li got up, but he refused to stand up and instead sat down on the ground with an angry look on his face: "If I weren't so agile, you would have silenced me!"
"If it were you, would you kill me?"
Jia Liu looked at Mr. Li incomprehensively. There was no way he didn't understand this.
"Too."
Mr. Li patted his butt and stood up. When he saw that the people above were carrying the bodies of Wen Zhongtang and others were Eight Banners soldiers and Green Camp soldiers, he couldn't help but be startled. Then he reached out to Jia Liu to ask for a blood letter.
Wen Zhongtang is dead, who still knows about the robbery of his salary?
Therefore, the relationship between the two of them can be ended.
From then on, he served as his upright official, and the two parties had no contact with each other until death.
"I'll give it to you when I get out. Don't worry, I've never lied to anyone in my life."
Jia Liu said it simply, and his credibility is well-known.
Helpless, Mr. Li could only point to the group of Qing soldiers above: "Are these people reliable?"
Jia Liu nodded: "It should be more reliable than adults."
"That's good."
Master Li doesn't need to ask anymore. He has already participated in the ambush of Master Zhongtang. How can he be trusted?
After calming down, he became nervous again and pulled Jia Liu to leave, saying that the thieves behind him would soon catch up.
"President, don't worry. Mr. Jia has talked with the thieves. As long as we don't beat them, they won't beat us. Otherwise, how do you think we escaped?"
Wang Fu accepted his death. Since Mr. Li is not dead, he is still the president of the Tongjin Association. He will have to trouble him next time if something happens.
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Gu Li
Mr. Li was so shocked that he didn't speak for a while. He really couldn't find a suitable word in the sage's dictionary to describe the Eight Banners disciple named Jia in front of him.
Call him timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but he dared to rob the army's salary privately, and even dared to attack and kill the imperial guards. Now he even did it to Wen Zhongtang.
You could say he was extremely brave, and he was so afraid of death that he dared to have an affair with a thief in order to survive!
This man is simply a disgrace to the Eight Banners and a disgrace to the Qing Dynasty!
After calming down, Mr. Li asked Jia Liu what he planned to do after he ran out. He believed that it was necessary to set the tone in advance, so as not to cause trouble when someone asked and the two sides could not get along.
"That's it. Anyway, I have merit, can the court still treat me badly?"
Jia Liu doesn't have any big ideas anymore and is quite satisfied with the current situation.
He has money and people, but the people who influence his progress are gone. Is there anything more perfect than this?
"What's your merit?"
"I led hundreds of people to stand out, isn't that a meritorious service?"
"What kind of credit is this?"
Mr. Li shook his head and told Jia that only four to five thousand people were actually killed in the Sixth Camp, and the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 people ran away.
He also said that the bandits had a plan this time. If he guessed correctly, Admiral Dong's Office, Haidu Commandery's Office, Fudu Commandery's Office, and even Agui's Office might have all been attacked by the traitors. At present, the entire Jinchuan Qing Dynasty was under attack. The army should have collapsed and fled.
The Fan bandits had limited troops and could only focus on one or two groups, so the number of Qing troops who could escape must be large.
So, how valuable is it for Jia Liu to go out with two to three hundred people, and how much credit can it be considered?
I'll give you a level up, from level 5 forward guard to level 5?
Jia Liu thought carefully and realized that what Lao Li said was right. He couldn't help but humbly ask for advice: "What can you teach me?"
Mr. Li didn't want to say it at first, but he thought that if the other party could take advantage of the opportunity to make great achievements, he would be able to cover up what he had committed after being promoted, so he told Jia Liudao: "Since you have a secret agreement with the bandits, why not take these people to rescue them?" For others, the more people you pull out, the greater the credit will be."
"Okay, let's do it!"
Jia Liu readily admitted that this was what he had thought before.
"Hey, your braids?!"
Master Li finally discovered that the banner man in front of him had no braids on the back of his head.
Jia Liu thought that there was nothing to hide in this matter, so he immediately told him about cutting off his braid and giving it to Fu Sheng'a to take away.
"You are following the example of Duke Guo Lie. If the emperor can really see your pigtails and you have great achievements, your future will be limitless."
Mr. Li was a little impressed by this shameless Eight Banners disciple, and suddenly he was stunned again: "Fu Sheng is still alive."
Jia Liu said he was alive and kicking, but he would have run away by now.
"Whether he's alive or not, it's good for you."
Mr. Li has been an official for thirty years. This view is based on experience.
Jia Liu pulled him up and asked someone to help him to one side to rest for a while, then he went to deal with the bandits.
The people who led the pursuit of Wen Zhongtang were really a group of "familiar people" headed by Lu Yuanguang.
Bao Guozhong came back with a message, saying that a man named Lu wanted Jia Liu to come over and talk.
Jia Liu didn't want to go there, but seeing that there were four to five hundred bandits brought by Lu Yuanguang, he knew he couldn't beat them, so he had to go over.
Not long after, he came back angrily, sat next to Li Shijie, and asked Marquis Lu Yuanguang what he said.
Mr. Li was completely confused and didn't know what was going on.
Yang Zhi hurriedly asked: "Master, why are you angry?"
"The man surnamed Lu actually asked me to help him kill the leader of our flag, Lord Tonghai. Damn it, I am collaborating with the enemy, not treason!"
There is absolutely no way Jia Liu could do this.
He cooperates with the enemy in order to preserve his own strength. When his strength reaches a certain level, he will naturally give the enemy a fatal blow.
Therefore, collaborating with the enemy is also a manifestation of forbearance. In the words of the sages, it is called lying on the fire and tasting courage.
But helping to kill Hailancha is a typical act of treason.
Can he do this?
He is serving the Qing Dynasty, not betraying the Qing Dynasty!
"President, is there a difference between collaboration with the enemy and treason?"
Wang Fu didn't quite understand the difference between the two, so he asked Mr. Li next to him to save him.
Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, thinking about it again and again, and curled his lips: "It seems there is no difference."