"Sir, they're twins."

At Yang Yuchun's reminder, Jia Liu realized that the two teenagers were actually twins. After thinking about it, he turned over and got off the horse and walked to the two teenagers.

It was obviously the brother who had been pierced through the chest by the spear. He couldn't survive anymore, and blood in his chest was gushing out.

My brother also had multiple wounds on his body, and his legs seemed to be broken, but the injury did not look fatal.

Maybe because he knew the difference between the Eight Banners and the Green Camp in the Qing army and the soldiers, his brother, who was still breathing, looked at Jia Liu in pain and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood: "Dog Tartars, you must die a good death!"

Tartars.

A hundred years later, some people still remember this title.

Jia Liu was silent.

The young man suddenly struggled to stand up and wanted to pounce on Jia Liu, but Yang Yuchun subconsciously blocked the front.

A long knife appeared out of thin air, slashing on my brother's neck with a "breathable" sound. With the sound of bone cutting of the blade entering the flesh, blood gushed out.

It splashed Yang Yuchun's face, and Jia Liu, who was standing behind him, was not spared.

The blood dyed his official hat red and his top beads red.

"Ah Ba, ah Ba!...Um, ah Ba, ah Ba..."

The unyielding head rolled under everyone's feet.

Everyone's ears were the wailing sound of their younger brother who could not speak.

"Damn it, I'm frightened!"

Hu Ada put his knife in his hand and kicked the headless boy to the ground. Then he waved the knife and wanted to chop off the traitor on the ground.

Jia Liu finally made a sound to stop him.

Looking at the sad and hatred brother on the ground, Liu De, who was standing beside him, ordered: "Take this traitorous cub with me, I will be useful to turn back."

"Yeah!"

"Come on two!"

Liu De's eyes moved and immediately directed his two subordinates to come forward and drag the boy aside.

"Aba...Aba..."

The boy struggled hard, but was unable to break free. When he was dragged, his eyes were staring at his brother's head.

"Sir, this?"

Hu Ada was a little hesitant and didn't know whether to hand over the person to the arrest team.

Jia Liu glanced at him and said lightly: "I'm useful."

"Yeah!"

Jia Liu is an Eight Banners officer. The Eight Banners officers say that it is useful.

Hu Ada dared not offend Lord Jia, who was born in the Eight Banners, and signaled his men to drag the body of the traitor cub who was hacked to death by him.

Jia Liu, who was originally planning to stay in Akoli Village for one night, ordered the team to continue moving forward for some reason.

The young man with a wounded leg was unable to walk and was placed in a car that was holding their food rations by Liu De.

After dark, the seventh arrest team set up camp at a two-fork intersection.

Here one road leads to Muguomu Camp, and one leads to Admiral Dong Tianbi.

In order to deal with the harassment of the thieves, the Qing army set up many checkpoints, village defenses, and military posts along the way.

There is also a flood of Green Camp soldiers garrisoned here, which are the Green Camp soldiers in Chengdu.

The arrival of the Eight Banners arrest team made this level located in the deep mountains lively. Two grain transport teams who came back from empty cars on the front line settled here.

After nightfall, the camp soldiers raised bonfires, piled up and down from a high place, like stars.

Perhaps because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the number of attacks by foreign soldiers has decreased recently, and there have been no attacks on the road in the past two days, which makes Jia Liuxin more sure.

When you go to Muguomu the day after tomorrow to receive the certificate for the completion of the mission, you can go back to Meinuo Village for the New Year. The next time the seventh team will come out to patrol again, it will take half a month.

Liu De's subordinates started cooking with their existing stove.

Soon, the aroma of rice warmed up in the camp.

Due to the daytime incident, Jia Liu was not in a good mood. After eating two bites, he went into the tent to sleep.

Yang Yuchun, a bodyguard and thug, was asked by Jia Liu to sleep in the same tent with him to prevent anyone from taking any unexpected situations.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yuchun, who was sleeping in a daze, was awakened by the screams next to him. While opening his eyes, he subconsciously picked up the iron rod placed beside the mat, jumped up and rushed out.

But outside, it was quiet.

When I saw again, it was Mr. Jia who was sleeping on the other side that was having a nightmare.

"Protect the car, protect the car..."

Jia Liu kept murmuring, sweat oozing out from his forehead, and he didn't know what terrible scene he encountered in his dream.

"call!"

Jia Liu sat up straight.

Not only my forehead, but my back was covered in sweat.

"grown ups?"

Yang Yuchun stared at Jia Liu with his eyes open.

"Sir, have a nightmare?"

"Um."

After a moment of silence, Jia Liu put on his clothes and shoes, picked up a piece of meatloaf that he had not finished eating in the evening and walked out of the tent.

It's very cold outside.

Yang Yuchun was eager to "protect the master" and followed him out with an iron stick, but found that Lord Jia was actually going to the place where the mute boy was imprisoned.

The mute boy with broken legs was tied with a rope and locked up with Goudan. He had never slept, and his face was covered with tears.

When he found Jia Liu, the mute boy was angry and was very excited.

The dog dough was so scared that he shrank backwards again.

When Jia Liu was stunned for a moment, he squatted down silently, handed the meat pie to the hay, and glared at the dog egg that he wanted to come over and snatch it.

Afterwards, he left silently.

This confused the mute boy.

After more than ten steps, Jia Liu turned around suddenly.

"Remember, my name is Jia Dongge, I am not a Tartar."
Chapter completed!