Huo Qiu was originally a confidant of Zhao Guanhou, but he acted as a commander. This time he went to Beijing, the fast gun formation he brought was like a guard, and he only obeyed. The commander had an order, but he almost didn't think about it, so he drew out the revolver. The soldiers under his command were all basic troops in the cannon mark, and their status was like Zhao Guanhou's personal guards. Many of them were hunters he taught and regarded him as his mentor.

The Right Army was disciplined strictly, especially this sentry, which was extremely obedient. As long as you ordered, you would dare to open fire even if you met the Jade Emperor. With just one order, more than a hundred people took off their rifles in one go, loaded bullets and aimed at the rushing water, but Cheng Gongting shouted, "Don't be reckless!"

The leader was not afraid and pointed his sword at Zhao Guanhou with a knife, "Stop meddling in other people's business, this is our grudge against Guizi Cheng, it has nothing to do with you. If you dare to get involved, even you will kill him together! We have set up an altar in the Zhuang Palace, and the military master also believes in the divine fist. Do you dare to shoot at the master, don't you have to do it anymore?"

Zhao Guanhou looked at the group clan coldly, stretched out his hand from his waist, and a revolver was already in his hand, and raised his pistol without saying a word, "You'd better have used the magic. I'll see how your magical powers are? Everyone, shoot!"

After the gunshots, the leader fell down before he even made a scream. Huo Qiu quickly ordered "Shoot!" the first row of Minni guns, and fired at the same time. Minni bullets made a roar of death and rushed into the boxing array.

The boxers never came to battle and had no experience in combat. They only knew that they had set up an altar in the palace in the capital and performed the magic in the palace. Even the old Buddha knew that they were, and these military officers did not dare to shoot. When the leader was shot and fell down, no one else could react to what was going on, and then they were ruthlessly swept by the rain of bullets.

In a row of volleys, the Boxers fell more than half. Some people looked at their companions who were just talking and laughing, but they didn't even understand what was going on. They just felt a little cold on their faces. They touched them with their hands, and they were smooth and greasy. They saw that it was blood when they got it in front of them. Then they realized that it turned out that their companions were dead in the sound.

"The officers and soldiers have killed people, and the officers and soldiers have killed people!" The remaining people seemed to suddenly understand, conveying this fact to each other, and then fled in scattered all over the place. During this period, the Right Army could have left them all, but Cheng Gongting had already pleaded with these people. "Forgive others when you have to forgive them, you should not do too much. You must always stay on the front line."

Zhao Guanhou did not ask for a continued shooting, but came to Cheng Gongting to see the horse. With the appearance just now, Cheng Gongting would not be able to take Shangguan again. Instead, he treated him as an equal class and dismounted and helped him early. He looked at Zhao Guanhou, "Are you Zhao Guanhou, a subordinate of Yuan Rong'an of the Right Army? You are the only one who has the courage to shoot the boxers. For the sake of your old age, you may have caused a big disaster."

"If you want to cause trouble, this disaster will probably be caused long ago. I killed their leader Zhao Laozhu, and I killed several important leaders. Everyone will die for the holidays and resolve them. You don't have to blame yourself. If you are old, we will have to fight to the death. These people dare to bully officials. If you want to fight and kill them, isn't this a rebellion? If you don't kill such people, the big gold will lose their kingly laws."

"Is the King of Dajin's Dharma? I'm afraid it's not that I just lost today." Cheng Gongting snorted, as if there were many words, so it was inconvenient to say that he could not speak. He looked at Zhao Guanhou, "My home is not far from here. Let's sit at home. Let's have something to say at home."

"Thank you for your kindness in the old military. But I have brought more than a hundred people and there are too many people. I am afraid that I will disturb your family. Let's......"

Cheng Gongting looked slandered, "What, my family can't even entertain these more than a hundred brothers?"

After he said this, others could not refuse, so they had to set up a team and follow Cheng Gongting back to Cheng's house. The Yipin Admiral's Mansion was originally a deep courtyard. It was not difficult to entertain a whistle. Cheng Gongting was extremely generous. After entering the mansion, he immediately ordered: "I ordered the kitchen to bake more cakes, go to the market to buy hundreds of kilograms of beef, and stew beans for the brothers, and add more sugar to the mung bean soup."

The soldiers stayed in the courtyard outside to wait for dinner, and Zhao Guanhou followed Cheng Gongting all the way to the small study. Although the two were named for robes, they actually had no friendship. If they calculated it carefully, they were quite a bit of a festive celebration. When Zhao Guanhou's artillery camp was first established, in order to form a flying cavalry artillery team, not only did he ask for all the troops and horses originally belonged to Cheng Gongting's troops, but also all the artillery that was originally assigned to Cheng's troops were included in his own pocket.

It’s just that things have changed. I don’t need to mention what happened back then. Because of the rogue of guns just now, they have become friends with great confidants.

After sitting down, Zhao Guanhou said: "Military Gate, Tianjin is the place where Taiwan is stationed in the festival. The Flying Tiger Regiment is so arrogant. Isn't anyone taking care of it?"

Cheng Gongting sighed, with a look of sorrow and helplessness on his face, "Guanhou, the Flying Tiger Group's presumptuousness is not only what you see in front of you. The green wool sedan chair on Fengjiantai is only allowed to ride in a first-rank official. It is related to the system and is very important. Even officials are overtaken by officials, but now, the sedan chair has become the carriage of Zhang Decheng, the first-rank official father in Tianjin. A mere grass-roots citizen dares to ride in a first-rank official's sedan chair and enter and exit the general governor.

When the yamen entered the plains, they would invite gods to come up, but the army would kneel down to him. The Zhili Governor's Office had already set up an altar, and the Xinjiang ministers were still like this. How could the word system start? Now, when you see the Flying Tiger Regiment on Tianjin, civil servants get off the sedan chair and military generals get off the horse, otherwise they will attack each other with hand and blades. The yamen could no longer restrain these powerful disciples, and even many wealthy families were harmed by them. If it weren't for you today, my face would have been cut off by this fucker..."

Only then did Zhao Guanhou realize why the boxers glared at him along the way, it turned out that it was because he saw that they had never dismounted. If it weren't for his guards, someone would have to face him with swords. He frowned,

"Old military gate, how could Fengjian Army be fooled by this charlatan? In Shandong, we have killed all Zhao Laozhu and Zhu Hongden, and why can't they see their immortal magic and magical powers? This has already exposed Western scenery can also be fooled?"

Cheng Gongting shook his head, "Guanhou, it cannot be blamed on the army. Behind the Flying Tiger Regiment, there is a backer. In Beijing, Duan and Zhuang Erdi took the lead in setting up an altar. Now I heard that even the six ministries had to set up an altar. In the capital, Dong Wuxing, the rear army of the Wuwei Army, exhaled his anger with the people of the regiment, and the officers, soldiers and bandits were in harmony with each other. The situation in our Tianjin was not very good. When the regiment first entered Zhili, the vassal sected, and the vassal sect was the chief of the suppression, and the vassal sect was the chief of the vassal sect. As a result, the memorial was reported, Tingjie was transferred internally, and Tingyong also led the vassal sect. The emperor's intention was like this, what would the ministers? If the army was unwilling to follow the superior's wishes, this position would be difficult to guarantee. However, he was too confused when doing things."

Originally, he was a subordinate of Fenglu, so he should not have been arguing about Shangguan. However, in today's situation, if he had not met Zhao Guanhou, the minor ones would be defeated and the serious ones would be in danger of being killed, and he would dare to say some words.

"Now the Tianjin people are chaotic and messed up. Men enter the Flying Tiger Group and women enter the red light. Zhang Decheng is a rogue, while Cao Futian is You Yong. I know the details of these two people, and they actually believe that they have supernatural powers. This is not a big joke? Since ancient times, there has never been anyone who has accomplished his skills because of skills. Moreover, even the skills are fake, and they cannot believe it. The female leader who is known as the Holy Mother of the Yellow Lotus is Tuchang, the Hou family's queen. These people can now go to the Governor's Office and be on par with the platform. A group of women threatened to use their supernatural powers to kill foreigners overseas. Such crazy words can be said, and some people believe that the world will be difficult to be peaceful."

"Then why are these people in a dilemma with the old military sect? Just to never get off the horse?"

Cheng Gongting smiled bitterly and said, "That's not, we have a feud. I guard Tianjin and have the responsibility to protect the railways along the way. The people of the group destroyed the railways and damaged the poles. I could not sit idly by. Unsuccessful negotiations, I ordered the shooting, killing hundreds of people in the group. This is one of the reasons why they hated me. The former wanted to burn the Lao Longtou Railway Station, but I was shot and bombarded by my soldiers, so I hated me in my heart. Now it has spread in Tianjin. If I want to kill all foreigners, I must have the heads of two subordinates. Therefore, their words today are not false threats. If I can't avoid it, I will probably follow in Yang Futong's footsteps."

Zhao Guanhou said: "Kill all foreigners? Hearing this, they want to attack all foreigners, regardless of their country. Have they ever gone to the purple bamboo forest to make trouble?"

"Why haven't you ever gone? It's just that the Purple Bamboo Forest is very cautious, with foreign soldiers growing more and more, and the Flying Tiger Regiment cannot take advantage of it. They are very aware of it and dare not take action. However, in the Chinese world, foreigners dare not act at will. In fact, not only foreigners, but even those who have some connection with foreigners are afraid that they will not be able to protect the leader. In Tianjin, everyone is already in danger and will not know when they will be killed. Cheng, as a military man, cannot defend the country and cannot protect the people, and he is really ashamed of his father from Tianjin.

.Of course, they cannot control boxers inside, and foreign soldiers outside. Not long ago, various countries formed an army, saying that they would go to Beijing to protect the embassy. When passing Yangcun, I sent someone to negotiate, but the foreigners refused to listen. If I had no intention to fight, I would be dereliction of duty, and each of them would be difficult for outsiders to understand. Guan Hou went to Beijing this time and asked the general to make a decision on my behalf. If he felt that Cheng was incompetent and changed his generals as soon as possible, Cheng would be happy to get out of here as soon as possible. This is a place of failure."

Zhao Guanhou bowed to Cheng Gongting, "The military affairs are in a clear way. Everyone is a military man, and they are not close to each other, and they are not close to each other. It is the duty of watching over each other. With the general, the Qin Shi will tell the difficulties of the military, but I am a gentle person, and it may not be useful if I say something lightly. At present, Qin Shi feels that the military needs to be careful and carefully the Boxers' plot. They dare to kill officials with swords during the day, and I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to the military family sooner or later. Qin Shi stops a train in Lao Longtou, specifically to pick up the family in the army. If the military does not abandon it, he can send the treasure family to Shandong first. It will not be too late to pick it up after the calm and quiet."

Cheng Gongting thanked first, and then said, "Thank you for your kindness, Guan Hou, but this matter is absolutely impossible. The situation in Tianjin is tense, and the people in Tianjin are already impetuous and happy to speak out loud. There are Flying Tiger Regiment, red lights, provoking right and wrong. Foreigners display military ships at Dagukou. In my opinion, if it is not handled earlier, the war will only be in the evening. If the war is together, the people of the regiment will not be able to rely on it, and we soldiers will still have to protect the capital and protect the two palaces. Our army is not as good as humans and their combat skills are not as good as humans. The only thing they rely on is morale. As the chief general, I should share the joys and sorrows with my soldiers. If I send my family away first, what do my subordinates do? In my opinion, the Boxers dare not be bad for my family. After all, I have dozens of battalions of soldiers and generals in my hands, so they have to weigh themselves."

He had decided, and Zhao Guanhou could not shake it even if he said it again. He invited Zhao Guanhou to come, mainly to thank him for his help, and to remind him that the people in the Tianjin community are now in great power and should not just fight head-on, otherwise the blame would be the result. The two kings of Zhuang would not only not help the situation, but would harm themselves.

The soldiers outside were all made of beef, and Cheng Gongting specially held a meal for Zhao Guanhou to entertain him. The grudges and grudges in the past were invisible in this wine.

There is a chef in his mansion who is good at Huaiyang cuisine. A dish of meat is very thin, and the one made is almost the same as Yuhuatai in the capital. While the two were eating and drinking, a ingredient suddenly walked in from outside and muttered a few words in Cheng Gongting's ear. Then he was about to say goodbye, but he was looking at Zhao Guanhou and they were stunned.

This talented official is not very old, has outstanding appearance and good looks, but these are not the key points. The key is that the two are actually old acquaintances. This young talented official is Pang Yulou, the assistant teacher of the martial arts school.

Because of the fact that there was no clear evidence to attack Ci Sheng, his actions were also very suspicious. Yuan Weiting was about to send someone to investigate. He did not expect that he would escape when he heard the news and disappeared, but he was hiding in Cheng Gongting's army. Judging from his closeness, he was also the confidant of Cheng Gongting.

Hearing Pang Yulou's whisper, Cheng Gongting nodded, "It's true. Guan Hou, is exactly what I think. The people from the Flying Tiger Regiment first went to the Zhengjun to file a lawsuit, saying that someone fired a gun and killed the righteous people indiscriminately. He wanted the Zhengjun to uphold justice, otherwise he would have to seek return on his own. Jianjun asked me to go to the yamen, and I guess he had something to say."

"The one who kills boxers is Huyi. If you want to sue, I am afraid that I, the most serious person, can be arrested. Military, Huyi will go with you."

Cheng Gongting shook his head, "This is not necessary. If Cheng cannot settle this lawsuit, then the rule of the Wuwei Front Army will not be able to continue. Guan Hou, just do your own business and I will take care of it in front of the table. It doesn't matter if you kill dozens of Boxers left and right. The army is not a fool. You won't really have to order the imperial court to pay for the sake of some Boxers. But now Tianjin is not peaceful, and Boxers don't know the law and discipline, so you should be more careful."

As the master left, Zhao Guanhou had to say goodbye. The place he could go was the house at Zizhulin Wharf. Now that he offended the Boxers, it was difficult to go directly to find Meng Siyuan, otherwise he would be involved. He just wanted to settle down at home first, then visit several Cao Gang leaders, and then invite Meng Siyuan to his home and then discuss.

It was already afternoon when I left Cheng Mansion. I saw the market along the way, and it was quite depressing, far less prosperous than when Zhao Guanhou was in Tianjin. On the street, there were no signs of gangsters wandering around. There were only teams of boxers in red clothes and white blades running back and forth, looking at the pedestrians with vigilance, probably ready to find a few Erdans to solve the problem at any time.
Chapter completed!