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Chapter 846
The above content that Hu Biao shouted in a hurry and in one breath was naturally not something he came up with on the spur of the moment, and this guy doesn't have this kind of literary bacteria.

In fact, it was from his late youth, a piece of writing that he had forgotten the source of, but was extremely powerful.

Because he only memorized a rough outline, he filled in a lot of it himself, so it sounded a bit unclear.

But this is not important. What is important is such an appeal, in the midst of Hu Biao's full roar.

The news reached half of the people in Yangcheng and the people at the foot of the mountain, reaching the ears of at least tens of thousands of people.

Most of them were naturally stunned, muttering that these people really didn't know how to live or die; but there were still a small number of people who were thoughtful after listening.

Maybe they won't do anything in the next time, but a seed of resistance is still planted in their hearts.

More importantly, when the commander who rushed to the street shouted at the end: "I, Hu Biao, from the Xuange Camp, will rebel against Daqing today, and I will spend the rest of my life determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers~"

He casually pulled out a dagger from his waist and swung it lightly on the back of his head.

The system on the back of the head was disguised, and the ugly braid like a rat's tail fell straight to the ground.

As for the above practices, for the Daqing court, they are far more fearful and hated than the Yin army. In the future, they are afraid that they will do everything possible to kill them, which will cause a series of troubles.

Damn it!Why do they care about this now that they are dying of thirst?

On the contrary, after cutting off this ugly braid, the thoughts that arose in Hu Biao's heart became extremely clear.

Compared to the dog days of summer, a bottle of cold beer is much more enjoyable.

No one in the team had any objections to Hu Biao's actions.

After Hu Biao got his braids off, Fatty Huang lay on the ground and groaned for a long time, as if he was about to die of thirst.

In the next second, this guy jumped up from the ground as if he was full of health.

He cut off the braid with a knife, and threw it out hard with the other hand. With a posture of throwing it as far as he could, he shouted:
"I, Huang Yizhi of Xuange Camp, will go out to Daqing today. I will spend the rest of my life determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers~"

In the following time, there were more voices like this: "I, the noble concubine of Xuan Geying, will return to Daqing today. I will spend the rest of my life determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers~"

"I, Xuange Camp Nanze, will return to Daqing today, and for the rest of my life, I am determined to..."

In a very short period of time, all the gentlemen in the Xuange Camp team cut off their braids; and all of them yelled, "Rebel Daqing".

What people didn't expect was that Yu Hong didn't know what he was thinking of.

He also grabbed the braid with one hand, brandished the waist knife with the other hand and cut off the mouse's tail, and shouted in a casual tone:
"I, General Yu Hong, the Green Camp Cavalry Commander of Daqing Hunan Province, will leave Daqing today. I will spend the rest of my life determined to expel the Tartars and resume planting flowers~"

Following his example, the other six Green Camp soldiers also made similar moves after hesitating for a while.

Anyway, not long after, no one on the Sifang Fortress had an ugly braid behind his head; everyone's morale was high, and there was no trace of the decadent appearance before.

Seeing this, Hu Biao shouted again:
"Old Hei, take your war horse out, let it bleed and drink it; after the horse is killed, drink its urine.

In short, we must continue to live well. No matter how difficult it is, Daqing and the sinister foreign devils must pay the price. "

"What the hell! Why Mao is my horse." After hearing this, Lao Hei cursed angrily.

However, despite the scolding, he still pulled out his system war horse; but after handing the reins to Hu Biao, he still turned his head away, unable to bear to continue to see what was about to happen next.

Before Hu Biao took action, he also said solemnly to Lao Hei's horse:

“Although you can’t speak, we treat you as a brother.

I feel a little sorry because things are so urgent right now. After the mission is completed and the team is resurrected, the team will definitely pay Lao Hei to find a dozen smooth-haired, pert-butt mares for you. "

After saying that, he covered the horse's eyes with one hand and stabbed it in accurately with a dagger.

By the time the sword came out, the war horse was already completely dead, which was like giving the opponent a pleasant surprise.

After a while, all the horse blood that could be released was released, and about forty kilograms of hot horse blood appeared in a large wooden basin.

The weather is so hot, this stuff won't last long before it goes bad.With this in mind, Hu Biao shouted: "Everyone, let go of your belly and drink them all."

Then, he picked up a large bowl in his hand, scooped out a bowl of horse blood, and poured it into his mouth with a raised head.

The main reason is that after drinking horse blood last time, everyone in the team has gained experience in drinking it, and they know that the taste of this stuff is really not that good.

It's better to drink it all in one gulp, lest it be a huge torment to drink it slowly.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with Hu Biao's way of drinking horse blood.

The only problem was that their physical condition was no longer as good as the night before. After taking one sip, Hu Biao couldn't hold on without spitting it out.

In the blink of an eye, two streams of blood flowed from this guy's nostrils.

I don't know whether it was the horse blood that was choked out, or whether the body could no longer handle the hot horse blood, and human blood was shed.

The situation for the rest of the team was almost the same.

Fortunately, although everyone who had finished drinking the horse blood felt that their whole bodies were extremely hot, it was somewhat more comfortable than the previous feeling of being so thirsty that their throats were smoking.

It’s just that the next time you drink horse blood, it will be hard to tell.

In the following time, except for the personnel in charge of security, everyone else hid in the shadow of the trench, closed their eyes and began to sleep and rest their mind.

Because this method is the one that consumes the least amount of time on their body and allows them to last longer.

The slightly different thing is that before entering the trench, the young man Shi Shi took a deep look at Yangcheng, which was not far away.

Unlike the rest of the team, he is a native of Yangcheng.

After seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar Xiguan, Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, Liurong Temple, Guangxiao Temple, Nanhai Temple, etc., I felt more strength in my heart...

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At the same time, it was in the mouths of Hu Biao and others.

They all shouted "Rebel the Qing Dynasty" and "Expelled the Tartars and resume planting flowers". In the current general environment, these are the times of rebellion and speechlessness.

In a luxurious mansion in Yangcheng, Yishan, Yang Fang, Longwen and the other three people immediately turned pale after hearing these contents clearly.

A minute or two later, Yi Shan slammed the tea cup on his hand to the ground and stammered:
"I, Daqing, and the current Holy One are so kind and loving to the people. Do these rebellious officials and traitors have any conscience? How can they say such things?"

"Cut, chop off their heads, and kill their nine tribes~" Yang Fang gritted her teeth and said this harshly in a devil-like tone.

Long Wen didn't speak, but he kept nodding with a livid face, indicating that he agreed with what the two said.

The reason why they react so loudly is because they know one thing:
Even if we lose the city and land in this battle and lose Da Qing's face, as long as we go back and do some activities, we will be demoted, and we can still enjoy Da Qing's colorful world.

But if Daqing's empire is lost, the outcome for them, the Eight Banners officials, and the important officials of the imperial court will be extremely miserable.

For a time, in their minds, the threat of the Yin army was no longer important compared with the rebels on the Sifang Fortress.

After all, what they want is just trade convenience, privileges, compensation, etc. Even if they agree to these conditions, Daqing will definitely suffer a big loss.

However, Daqing is so rich that any loss will be nothing more than trying to find a way to get it back from Mudlegzi later.

Later, Yishan, who actually had some plans to surrender, finally made this suggestion:
"I see that although there are many Yin people outside the city, they have no plans to attack the city recently. Why don't we use their hands to kill the rebels on the mountain first, and then make plans later?"

Yang Fang and Long Wen nodded immediately after hearing this.

In the Yin Army's camp, even Da Qingtong's Yilu understood what Hu Biao and the others were saying without translating.

After hesitating for a moment, he issued an order to his adjutant: "Go and tell everyone to seal off that damn hill tightly and kill them with thirst.

The warriors of the Great Yin Empire cannot suffer any more casualties, nor can they let these murderers go.

After these people are dealt with, let Daqing agree to all our conditions..."

(End of this chapter)