Eratu and the French instructor Xie Dovan had no choice but to express their stance at this moment. They stood up and saluted at attention!
"Your Majesty, I won't say anything, my slave. You specify the plan and I will execute it, my slave!"
Xie Dowan's eyes gleamed with excitement, "I really never imagined that in the far east I could participate in a historical event comparable to the Great Revolution..."
"Kill an emperor and establish a new emperor! This is an opportunity given to me by God. If I don't seize it, I will go to hell!"
"My lord, please give me the order!"
Guiziliu's expression changed back and forth. Even though he had been at the core of the imperial political arena his whole life, even though he had experienced the great changes during the Xinyou years, assassinating an emperor was really a difficult decision for him!
He turned to look at Yikuang, only to find that Prince Qing, who had been talking eloquently just now, was so sleepy that his saliva was drooling. It looked like there was no hope for him!
"Forget it! Forget it! This is the fate of our bannermen!"
"I, an Eight Banners athlete, raised his troops in white bodies and black waters, and got to where he is today by killing and killing all the way. I don't have so much benevolence, morality, propriety, justice and shame!"
"Back then, Emperor Yongzheng also rose to prominence by killing his own brothers and relatives. The Qing Dynasty would also be prosperous later!"
"For the iron rice bowl of all of us in the Eight Banners! I will bet on this!"
"Come... let's make a plan..."
After moving all the messy things on the table, a map of the capital was spread out on the table. Guiziliu pointed at the map of the capital and said.
"Our goal is to kill Zai Chun alone. For the sake of completeness, we should not imprison him but kill him directly. A dead emperor is a good emperor!"
"But our current Xishan Camp has been taken care of by Lao Wu and the British Gordon. Lao Wu's direct descendants also have a team of British instructors who patrol the camp all day long, and the regimental-level officers have to click on the stick every day. , but also to receive military training!"
"The people sent by Zaichun are brainwashing our brothers every day! Meetings all day long are driving people crazy!"
"I have to say, this method is really clever. Now even I don't know which of these people are still loyal to me and which ones have betrayed me!"
"So now, it's up to you, Oratu. Do you know why I didn't promote you to an official position?"
Oratu was originally the son of Prince Gong's family in Chengde Manor. He was the emperor's slave for generations, but these slaves also changed their identities with the rewards of imperial power!
The Imperial Mansion in Chengde was not given by Emperor Xianfeng when Yixin was the prince, but by his own father, Emperor Daoguang, right after he was promoted to Baylor!
After all, the prince also needs some property and some pocket money!
The young Yi Xin cultivated his power in this Zhuangzi, and this Eratu was cultivated bit by bit. The purpose of studying literature and martial arts was to serve him one day!
Many people don't even know that Oratu has a biological sister who works by Zaicheng's side as a promise, and it is very likely that she will become a concubine in the future!
Logically speaking, such a direct lineage should be reused, but in the hands of Guiziliu, Olatu only became the battalion commander, and no one in the entire Xishan Camp knew that he had such a close relationship with the prince!
This is a group of forces that Guizi Liuxue has hidden, just waiting for the critical moment to be used!
Oratu stood up and saluted, "Your Majesty has shown great kindness to my family! How could I not know that Your Majesty wants to promote me! As long as it is useful to His Majesty's great cause, let alone a battalion commander, there is no problem in being a squad leader or a top soldier!" "
"Okay! Good boy! I won't let you be the leader. I just want you to use the troops we have hidden. Do you think you can use them?"
"It works!" Eratu pointed at a spot on the map of the capital. "You may not know, but the prince actually hid an ambush in the Xishan camp. Prince Chun and Lord Gordon didn't know about it at all!"
"Right here, walking northwest from Yuquan Mountain in the west of Beijing, there is a place called Hengling City. This is the junction of Xuanhua Prefecture and the capital. Just in the mountains and forests south of Hengling City, there is one of our secret camps. !”
"The prince collected 180 dead soldiers, including wild Jurchens from abroad, pirates from Southeast Asia, and even more than 20 prisoners of Tsarist Russia..."
"Don't be surprised. When Xiao Letian and the Tsarist Russians were fighting for their lives, a group of reinforcements from Central Asia left the Mongolian grasslands. For various reasons, some of them became prisoners of war and slaves of the Mongols!"
"Later, he passed into the hands of the prince and became a dead soldier in the secret camp!"
"There are not many people! But we definitely dare to fight and kill! Everyone is determined to die for the prince. As long as the prince gives the order, we will fight wherever he tells us!"
Prince Gong clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay... How much effort did I put into hiding this secret camp? Each soldier in the secret camp invested ten times as much as a veteran of the Xishan Camp!"
"These are dead bodies piled up with money. It's time to put them to use now!"
Prince Gong drew an arc on the map, "The informants in this palace have sent news that the warship that Xiao Letian sent to Zai Chun in Tongzhou is being visited by all the people at the dock!"
"With Zai Chun's temper, he will definitely go and see it in person. The time has not been set yet, but he will definitely go there before his wedding!"
"Zai Chun has done so many evil things, and he must be very wary of us. During this period, the Xishan Camp will be under the supervision of Lao Wu and Gordon. Maybe Ying Gui and others will have to go and stabilize it in person. Military morale!”
"Zaicheng can't move. He must stay in the capital during this period, and he will be monitored under the eyes of the little emperor. Your task is to make mischief with Enguang and attract the attention of the government and the public!"
"I want to take action myself. I will take Eratu and Xieduowan to do it myself. I will find a place near Tongzhou to kill Zai Chun!"
As soon as Xie Duowan heard that the task had been assigned, he immediately started thinking about the plan. Soon he asked the question: "From Hengling City to Tongzhou... the straight-line distance on the map is already more than 70 kilometers. In fact, the distance is still longer. Longer!”
"It's at least 150 miles of the Qing Dynasty! Such a long distance has to pass through the densely populated area of the capital... How can we hide our traces?"
"You know we don't have an airship! We can't fly there..."
Oratu waved his hand, "Don't be afraid! There is still a way... Marching from Hengling City to Qinghe is actually within the control range of Xishan Camp. We have our people here, so there is no problem in secretly hiding more than a hundred people!" "
"This is also thanks to that foolish king. He acted perversely on both sides of the Qinghe River. He also knew that he was in the wrong, so he ordered the Xishan Camp, the Jiumen Admiral, and the Yulin New Army to jointly send troops to garrison!"
"Actually, I just want to clear up the slander for him and take some of the blame for him! But he never thought that as long as our Xishan camp mobilizes troops, we can add sand to it!"
Guiziliu applauded, "Yes! After all, Lao Wu and Gordon have only been stationed for a short time, and it is not that easy to control the lower levels. The entire grassroots officers of the Xishan Battalion still recognize me as the prince!"
"It's still possible to secretly let more than a hundred people sneak into Qinghe! As long as we get to Qinghe, the remaining twenty or thirty miles will not be a problem!"
