Fu Kang'an is still young and ignorant.

I don’t know that face is actually not valuable, life is the most precious thing in this world.

Jia Liu is just inspiring Fu Kang'an. Aren't you a hero? Well, if you are the leader, take the lead in charge, don't be in charge behind the scenes.

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and slip it.

Is it the Wolf Clan of the Eight Banners or the Local Dogs of the Qing Dynasty? It’s true or false on the battlefield!

If you win, you will be prosperous and healthy.

If you lose, your happiness and well-being will be awesome.

A single leader can charge in person, and you can become the successor of the dead ghost Hailancha and live up to your uncle's deliberate cultivation of you.

I dare not admit it, so I will sit down and discuss a safe way. Anyway, your uncle Jia is not unwilling to help you ate these two bunkers.

Fu Kangan, who was young and worried, resolutely chose to wear armor and chew the bunker. He couldn't admit defeat in front of so many people, saying that he was afraid of death and dared not go into battle!

It's done, and things are settled.

"The Xiaguan will live and die together with the Lord tomorrow, and swear to take the thief's block!"

Jia Liu bowed his goodbye, his eldest nephew was not afraid of death, and he, the uncle of Jia, could still cheat on his younger generation.

"Sir, never!"

After Jia Liu left, Fu Kang'an's personal guards were anxious and tried hard to persuade Lord Tuan not to take the risk. The thief's guns do not care whether you are the deputy governor or not.

"A man is a real man, but he can't take back what he says!"

Fu Kangan, who was only nineteen years old, said it was impossible not to panic when he personally wore armor and charged forward. However, it was difficult to get rid of the tiger. He could not be looked down upon by a bastard who carried the flag of the Han army. He made people laugh at him for relying on his father and brother, and the emperor's favor, so that he could have the power today.

The Han army's mixed men who carried the flag dared to wear armor, but he was still afraid of death with the yellow flag in Manchuria!

The personal guards had no choice but to wear armor for the deputy commander. One and two floors were not safe, and three floors started. They discussed privately how to ensure the safety of the commander when the battle will be fought tomorrow.

Otherwise, the Vice President will make any mistakes, and they will not be able to save their heads.

"Sir, do you really want to come here in person tomorrow?"

"Xiao Chunzi, you know I am afraid of death, but sometimes rabbits bite people when they are anxious."

Jia Liu, who returned to the camp, pondered for a moment, asked Yang Yuchun to take people to cut some bamboo, and asked Zhang Dabiao, who came with him, to collect clothes that the soldiers did not wear.

The length of bamboo is about ten feet (three meters), and it cannot be soft or hard, and the middle section must be cut.

Just ten cans.

After Yang Yuchun and his men cut the bamboo, Zhang Dabiao and his men came over with a few piles of clothes.

Jia Liu ordered all the gunpowder to be brought over again.

Due to moisture-proof and safety reasons, the gunpowder carried in the army is stored in jars, poured out and distributed when used, and sealed in the altar when not used. Most sergeants use medicine bags made of cowhide to hold gunpowder, and there is a plug on the top, so pour out when used.

After the gunpowder was brought, Jia Liu ordered all his clothes to be cut with a knife and spread them flat on the ground.

He ordered everyone to pour about ten kilograms of gunpowder on each piece of clothing, then wrap the gunpowder with clothes, wrap it three layers inside and out, and tie it tightly.

After making it, cut the fuse about one foot long and insert it into these medicine bags, and then tie the medicine bags to the bamboo pole.

This is actually to make simple medicine bags.

In fact, the best material for making medicine bags is silk, but for a moment, Jia Liu couldn't find so much silk, so he could only use old clothes instead.

Gunpowder is black gunpowder, and the explosion is not very powerful, so Jia Liu does not expect these leaking medicine bags to blow down stone blocks that cannot even be knocked down by cannons.

So, he asked the pepper powder carried by the general and the dried pepper powder unique to Sichuan to pour it into the medicine pile, stir it evenly, and then wrap it in clothes.

Soon, a medicine bag made as he asked, took it into shape. After looking at it, Jia Liu asked Yang Yuchun to carry the medicine bag to a place where no one was ignited and tried to release it.

The explosion was not loud, and its power was visible to the naked eye. It only blew a few branches off the big tree with a bamboo pole, leaving a "burn" black mark on the trunk.

However, the air instantly filled with a choking smell. Jia Liu and others, who were more than ten feet away, were so choking that they couldn't help but cough, and some of them were crying with their eyes.

"Ahem"

While constantly blinking his eyes and wiping his tears, Zhang Dabiao suddenly realized and shouted: "Sir, I want to use these things to smoke the thieves!"

Jia Liu is exactly this intention.

He had observed the stone bunkers of the thieves, and there were five to six shooting holes on each floor. These shooting holes were not small holes like those of later bunkers, but large rectangular holes, which could probably allow a copper basin to be stuffed into it.

In theory, as long as you can get close to the stone block, you can throw these simple fumigation bags into it through a bamboo pole, and you can't stay in it after the explosion.

Even if the stone block shooting hole cannot be stuffed into it and explodes outside, the choking smell of medicine will immediately seep into the blockhouse, making it an existence that humans cannot gain a foothold in a short period of time.

However, this method can only deal with one or two isolated stone blocks. For example, the group chain stone blocks I have seen before, this method is useless.

"I can't figure out what I'm thinking about in my head for several lifetimes!"

Zhang Dabiao sincerely admires him. No wonder Lord Jia is able to be an adult. His brain is flexible enough.

Jia Liu smiled and asked everyone to prepare the remaining nine medicine bags as they said earlier.

After all the nine medicine bags were made, Jia Liu left only Zhang Dabiao, Yang Yuchun, Madri and Amb, and the others were ordered to go back to rest.

After looking at the four people, Jia Liudao said: "The battle tomorrow is extremely dangerous, and there will be deaths and injuries. I think you should know if I don't say it."

Madri bowed and said, "Sir, Sauron was born to be a soldier and fight. He could only return to his hometown unless he was old and disabled. He had already taken life and death lightly."

Amb said only one sentence: "I wish to die for the Lord!"

"Okay,"

Jia Liu got up and walked to the corner of the camp. He took out a box and moved it to the four of them to open it. Inside were more than a dozen short-sized Qianlong manuscripts that he had not even had time to peel off the oil paper.

Take out four thousand taels of silver notes and put them on the "office desk" made of wooden boards by Yang Yuchun, and take out four short guns and press them on the four silver notes.

Only Yang Yuchun guessed the four people, but the other three were puzzled.

"I want you to help me with Fu Kang'an."

Jia Liu said a light sentence, nothing else.

"Yeah!"

Yang Yuchun stepped forward without saying a word and took a hand gun aside, carefully folded the thousand-liang silver notes and put them in the purse that his mother sewed for him.

Zhang Dabiao looked at Lord Jia, then looked at the handgun and silver notes on the table, and grinned: "It's so fucking fun with Lord."

Put the silver notes in your arms and study the hand gun.

Amb looked at Madrid, and the two looked at each other and both stepped forward to collect the gun ticket.

With a "boom", Jia Liu put a box with a short gun on his cover and said in a deep voice: "You can only hit the front, not the back."

"Yeah!"

The four "killers" responded loudly.
Chapter completed!