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3818 Hidden Pickle Jar

"Hurry up... move away all the money and treasures, so as not to have too many dreams!" Cheng Beile covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, avoiding the strong smell of blood and crawled out of the cave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I drilled out of the octagonal glass well, I listened to the sound of neat footsteps and the sound of whistles with copper sounds coming from the northern Liulichang Hutong!

"Encirclement! The entire army encircled... Pass the emperor's will and take over the octagonal glazed well!"

"Speed, speed, speed... The first squad leader led the team to march from the direction of Anche Battalion!"

"The second platoon leader... blocked Sun Park!"

"The three rows go around from the northwest direction! Order all the soldiers of the nine-gate admirals to put down their weapons and wait for the orders of the New Royal Army!"

“Hurry quickly…”

Chengbeile was stunned. He felt that there were footsteps everywhere, and there were loud calls one after another. Then there were bursts of noise from the people, and he didn't know what was making noise!

The next second he shook his eyes even more, and he saw waves of soldiers from the Nine Gate Admiral's Mansion retreating from the entrances of various alleys. They were afraid and could not stop.

"What's going on? You're scared like a hell!"

"Master Beile...Master Beile... It's really a group of two Japanese soldiers. The emperor's new imperial army came up, and the streets were full of bright bayonets!"

Oh! Could it be that the dynasty in the Forbidden City collapsed? Zai Chun is going crazy and is going to take action in Sijiu City?

My mother! Xishan Camp is less than 10,000 people in the city. If you really do it, you may not be able to take advantage. Look at the cowards of these nine-sect admiral palaces, you will definitely not have much combat power!

Me, I, I... where am I hiding?

The cowardly son of the Japanese 6, he saw an empty pickle jar placed in the yard of a family. He lifted the lid and jumped in, and even covered the lid!

What kind of routine is this? The soldiers all over the yard were stunned. You said you didn’t command and would not negotiate with the Imperial Guards. What’s the matter with hiding the pickled vegetables in the jar?

But it was too late at this time. The sound of big leather boots outside was earth-shaking. A bright bayonet forced the nine-sect admiral soldiers with white faces to retreat.

Zaichun has seen the world of Europe. He knows that the best rifle in the world is the German Mauser, and the Prussian army equipment is really awesome!

The Imperial Guards are all brand new German Mauser, of course, the first generation single-hair model, but this one is amazing enough. If this Mauser is equipped with a bayonet, it will be one person tall!

Today, Ma Ming and others were full of anger. When they were in the Forbidden City, these people almost changed!

When I heard that the emperor was forced to faint, more than 600,000 silver was stolen. That was 650,000 taels of silver! How much military salary is enough?

When I was in Fuzhou, even the emperor rushed to exchange silver for military pay. The experience of stumbling over a penny to the heroes was unforgettable!

It’s better to raise an army from Donghua Gate, break into the Yangxin Palace like a sharp knife, capture Prince Gong, the group of rebels alive, and stab him to death!

But without His Majesty's military order, no one dares to act rashly!

Now Ermao came to save Manshun with the will. The troops ordered by Ma Ming were running wildly on the streets of the capital like screaming tigers, which scared the entire Sijiu City to sensation!

The strengthening company of more than one hundred people made them run out of the momentum of a battalion!

Before we arrived in Liulichang, Ma Ming and several colleagues had already prepared to encircle the map. One hundred people actually wanted to encircle the nine-sect admiral soldiers of three or four hundred people. This was really arrogant!

But reality is so full of drama. When it comes to a head-on battle, the murderous aura developed by the modern new army is definitely not comparable to that of the loose medieval army!

The soldiers of the Nine Gate Admiral were just a group of good players who bullied the common people. They didn’t have many real rifles in their hands, most of which were big swords and spears!

As soon as they came into contact with these new imperial guards, they became a squad of imperial guards, and used bayonets to thrust forty or fifty people backed back continuously, and none of them dared to move forward and fight desperately!

One hundred surrounded four hundred, and it was done. In the end, the alleys around the Octagonal Glazing Well were all soldiers who were forced to put down their weapons by bayonets, and they all squatted in the corner of the wall and didn't know what to do!

They didn't dare to fight to the death, and they didn't even dare to give orders, so they had a reason to put down their weapons!

Ma Ming, the Sanbao and the two of them protected Ermao from left to right, walked along the alley towards the octagonal glazed well. Along the way, they saw that the cowardly soldiers had their noses crooked!

Bah... The Sanbao spitted on the forehead of a soldier who was squatting in the corner of the wall. The soldier was so scared that he didn't even dare to wipe it. He quickly lowered his head and crawled into his crotch to pretend that he didn't exist.

"Those bastards... just these two-slingers... just copied Superintendent Manshun? Where can I make sense? Ah... Is there any reason!"

Ermao said with a cold face, "It's because our intelligence work has not been done well, so you can't blame others... Don't think about anything else first, save people quickly!"

He kicked open Jingzhai's front door, and two soldiers were squatting inside. There was a pool of blood on the ground. Ermao's face changed, "This... whose blood is this?"

"Report...Report...It's the boss Jingzhai...and his apprentice..."

When Ermao heard that it was not Manshun's blood, he breathed a sigh of relief. He walked a few steps through the back door and went straight into the courtyard!

"Go down and see! Where are the people who lead you? Who brought you here..." Ma Ming yelled, and no soldier in the yard dared to speak!

A loud bang... There was a sound of bayonets, and the blade pointed at the throats of several officers. The little school with a pale face was so scared that it said sharply, "Here is here! It's in this jar..."

The three treasures rushed over and lifted the broken wooden lid and looked in and were so happy that they said, "Oh...Oh...Isn't this Mr. Beile? I'm so kind to you!"

"What kind of style are you? It's quite unique! Do you need to ask a foreigner's camera to leave a souvenir for you!"

Cheng Beile looked up and saw Ermao was a little panicked. The most recognized number one in the eunuchs in the capital was this Ermao. There is no way. The power of the godfather behind him is too great!

"You...what do you want to do? Let me tell you! I am Chengbeile, you can't make mistakes!"

Ermao shook his head and walked over, "Master Beile! The emperor's oral order, are you going to kneel in the pickle jar to receive the order? Why don't you come out quickly..."

It turned out that it was a mailing order, not an internal strife and murder, which made Zai Chun feel a little more at ease. He tried to climb out of the tank with both hands, but his legs were weak and he couldn't get out of it.

"Two people come and invite Mr. Beile... out!"

Ermao waved his hand and the two soldiers went over, holding rifles in one hand, and pulled out Zai Cheng with one hand, one left and one right, just like pulling radish.
Chapter completed!
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