Xiao Letian has always believed that when your enemy is shameless, you must be even more shameless than him. This is very effective in dealing with moral kidnapping.
These elites in the capital, as well as Huang Juren, want to use their downline to challenge Xiao Letian's upline. As long as he still has a little bit of pedantic moral values in his heart, he will be completely defeated.
Are you a great master of Western learning? You have to have a face, right? The civil uprising is coming for you. If you dare to try it, as long as one person dies, you will bear eternal infamy.
If you don't dare to fight back, you can only run away obediently, leave a dilapidated store and go back to the mountains and forests. From now on, you will be a laughing stock in the eyes of all the merchants in the Qing Dynasty.
If you don't fight back or run away, and just stay in a stalemate, it will be easier. The situation will gradually escalate, and even a few people will die inexplicably, and then the shit basin will still be on your head. Please come to more and faster chapters.
Are you dissatisfied? You have no right to dissatisfy. Anyway, we have a large number of people, and we can kill you by talking about it. You can't explain it to the people one by one, right? That's not exhausting.
Qingliu never used a knife to kill, they only used their poisonous snake-like tongue. This trick was almost invincible in ancient China.
It's a pity that they made the wrong calculation today. This vicious plan is still very effective for idealists like Fu Qing, but when it comes to a completely shameless person like Xiao Letian, it is a complete joke.
As long as Xiao Letian follows one thing, he will make things big enough to break the political balance of the court, bring foreigners in, involve the Qingliu's political opponents, and make the Qingliu people unable to control the situation at all. Please come to more and faster chapters. Well, this is what the Qingliu people have been focusing on guarding against from the beginning to the end. As long as the chaos is big enough and can escape control, then the Qingliu people will hide aside and pee their pants like Huang Juren, and no one will choose to take responsibility. .
When Xiao Letian first arrived in Tanggu City, the intelligence system he controlled had already started working. Xiang Shaolong and the green forest masters he had gathered were lurking in the mansions of important figures in Tanggu City, and had already captured the enemy's information. All plans were discovered.
Coupled with the fact that Xiao Letian, a master of war games, was sitting behind the scenes, Letian Yangxing had already deduced several enemy combat plans, and everything was under control.
Special forces are hidden among the mob, private soldiers are amassed within the foreign banks, musketeers are on guard, and even making a secret appointment with the ninth commander Zeng Guoquan in advance is part of Xiao Letian's plan. Update as soon as possible
In Beijing, Xiao Letian and Jiu Shuai have always had a subtle connection after they broke up. Eagle and Xiang Shaolong eventually became dedicated messengers.
In fact, the correspondence between the two old foxes, one old and the other young, did not involve conspiracy to rebel. On the contrary, the two communicated at an academic level, and they often argued about the future direction of the Qing Dynasty. It was precisely because of this affection that Xiao Letian invited the Nine Marshals to come and support him. Zeng Guoquan was naturally happy to go. Of course, everything was done in secret.
But he never expected that Xiao Letian would eventually plot him. When the situation was so serious that even Xiao Letian frowned, Zeng Guoquan transformed into a shield and successfully withstood Ma Bao's all-out attack. Final blow. Please come to more and faster chapters.
The old man shook his head and sighed, "Poor Ma Bao, who told me that I have already passed the clear path? Who told us that we have to find someone to take the blame? Qingliu wants Xiao Letian to take the blame, but it's a pity that he is unwilling, and neither do I." If you don't want to, then you will have to take the blame. My child, don't go against Xiao Letian in the next life..."
Just as the Ninth Commander shook his head, the eagle waved his hand and three thunderbolts hit the sky. After the dull explosion in mid-air resounded throughout Tanggu City, the doors of several warehouses near the dock creaked open.
Almost at the same time, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the stone slabs hit everyone's ears. One after another, fully armed war horses galloped out of the warehouse, and on the horses were knights covered in chainmail one after another.
"The Ninth Commander has ordered... to hold the flag..." the eagle roared, and suddenly like magic, it raised the Qing Dynasty triangular flags, fluttering in the wind, with the word 'lucky' written big on them.
"It's Ji Ziying! God, it's Ji Ziying of the Hunan Army..." Businessmen and even foreigners with a little knowledge recognized this flag. This is Ji Ziying, the famous Ji Ziying in the Hunan Army. It belongs to Zeng Guoquan. The hardcore military power of his subordinates.
"Children, let them see what our Hunan Army is capable of..." the old man shouted with great energy and a voice as loud as thunder.
"Death in the service of the Ninth Commander..." The roar of hundreds of heavy cavalry shook the entire Tanggu city with thunder.
Zeng Guoquan did not bring many guards this time. He only secretly transported some cavalry on merchant ships. The total number was more than 150. These cavalrymen were in a small team of 30 and were scattered and hidden in the warehouse at the dock. They were fully armed and waiting for the commander-in-chief. The command. Please come to more and faster chapters. Zeng Guoquan came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. How could he relax his guard?
Now, right now, this elite, whose blood is based on the family and village party, has used their bloody methods for the first time in northern China, and their opponents are actually their colleagues in the Green Camp of the Qing Dynasty.
Thirty knights formed a team, and five teams were running in parallel from left to rear. War horses were jumping on the ground. All men and horses were wearing armor. The cold steel light was accompanied by waves of tsunamis. At that moment, the world changed dramatically, and a huge wave violently slapping on the trestle. One hundred and fifty killing gods crashed into the loose infantry formation almost at the same time.
"Kill...kill...kill..." The auspicious flag fluttered in the wind. This team that had participated in the Nanjing Massacre was full of the smell of innocent souls and blood. Every elite here had a weapon in their hands. Hundreds of lives. For them, as long as the commander gives the order, even if they are facing the end of hell, they can move forward bravely.
Ma Bao went crazy. He watched helplessly as hundreds of heavy-mounted monsters rushed in from the flanks of his military formation. The old guys who had followed him for several years were knocked into the air like rag dolls, and were directly knocked into the air. Trampled into mud.
The five indestructible iron plows were harvesting lives in the military formation just like plowing soft soil. The riders didn't even bother to use their own weapons. They only relied on their horse control skills.
What's even more frightening is that those war horses have also killed people, and each one is extremely experienced. They will not hit the enemy with their horse heads stupidly. The war horses just nimbly hit the human body in front of them with their shoulder blades. At this time You can see the benefits of wearing armor on a war horse.
"Crazy! Are you crazy? This is the Green Camp of the Qing Dynasty. This is the Tanggu City of the Emperor. Why are you all rebelling... The Jizi Construction is rebelling..." Ma Bao fought like a frightened little woman. He screamed, but no one present was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Five battle flags were galloping back and forth on the square of the dock, silent riders harvesting lives, and the extremely adrenaline-fuelled Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan smiled coldly, "Hahaha... Children, let the foreign devils on the merchant ships see the power of our Hunan Army." I can... raise your weapons and kill all these rebels, leaving no one behind..."
Xiao Letian had goosebumps all over his back when he heard this cold voice. It was as if he didn't recognize the old man. He finally recalled the true record of having his head shaved in history. The brothers suppressed the rebels and the people with only one word: kill. After the city of Nanjing was captured last year, they did not seal the sword for three days and killed all ten rooms in the city.
Today, Zeng Guoquan once again issued a massacre order, and his opponent turned out to be the Green Camp soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. Xiao Letian really didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
"The Ninth Commander has given an order to slaughter all..." Eagle conveyed this order without emotion, as if he was killing a group of pigs.
"The Ninth Commander has given orders to slaughter them all..." All one hundred and fifty cavalrymen raised their weapons at that moment. At that time, Xiao Letian felt as if he had fallen into a weapons museum. The weapons of these people were all different and had obvious characteristics. personal style.
One-handed hammer and dagger? Have you sharpened your two-handed epee yet? Mace with shield? Oh my god, why are they all heavy blunt objects?
Eagle saw the confusion in Xiao Letian's eyes and said calmly, "Blunt weapons are highly efficient in killing people and ignore any armor. These veterans are the commander's personal guards. They have the right to bring their own weapons of their choice..."
This was a one-sided massacre. The Green Battalion soldiers did not have much combat effectiveness in the late Qing Dynasty. Most of the time they were a group of security soldiers. They could suppress some small groups of bandits. However, when they encountered the Hunan Army in its heyday, they did not even have the ability to defend themselves. .
At this time, the Green Camp soldiers were in chaos. They couldn't find their generals, and they couldn't find their soldiers. Everyone was scurrying around like flies, and most of them were so frightened that they didn't even know how to run away. .
Horse hooves trampled back and forth, heavy blunt weapons danced like tigers and tigers, and there were also hand crossbows and fire blunderbuss specially designed for cavalry to harvest the lives of escapees. During the entire massacre, not one of the more than a hundred cavalry had any expressions. Change, they harvest life with the most normal heart like eating breakfast.
"Mr. Xiao, do you think I'm too cruel?" Zeng Guoquan suddenly said quietly beside Xiao Letian, "You forced me to take action, didn't you just want to take the blame back? You are making the situation worse little by little, and your purpose is not mine. Is it the same?"
Zeng Guoquan put his mouth close to Xiao Letian's ear and said in a very low voice, "I am teaching you how to survive in the Qing Dynasty. If we only kill Ma Bao today, then this is just a piece of cake." It’s just an ordinary political dispute, the Queen Mother must have wanted to put an end to the matter..."
"But what if we add the lives of 700 Green Camp soldiers and even the corpses of thousands of Tanggu people? Then this matter will become a bomb in the court. Want to make peace? Want to turn a big issue into a small one? Yes? That’s just a dream. In order to save face, the court has to deal with it strictly, but who should be punished strictly? "
Xiao Letian jumped up at that time, "Dead people! I understand that only strictly dealing with the dead is a condition acceptable to both parties, and it is also the only way to quell the chaos. So as long as more people die, Ma Bao and the forces behind him will You have to take the blame and you can’t throw it away even if you want to…”
"Hahaha... I am a teachable kid. I am worthy of being a sweetheart with seven orifices. I am worthy of being a great master of Western learning..."
Seeing Zeng Guoquan's wild laughter, Xiao Letian was filled with sadness. This is the real Qing Dynasty in history. This is not an excerpt, nor is it a braided film and television drama from later generations. Without so much tenderness, the blood that permeated the court might not be able to dissipate for hundreds of years.
