Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 44 88888 and 6666【For collection, for further reading】

Gu Song was still wrong.

Because the Ming army had a special military medical system.

Under alcohol disinfection, the wound was sutured.

More than 100 were not shot to the bone.

Or the Chinese musketeer who broke his hands and feet is considered to have recovered his life.

So get rid of the escaped ones.

This time, a full 1821 young Chinese were captured.

The ransom of 30 taels of silver for the lowest-ranking soldier.

Officers will be given separately according to their rank.

There is also that Dutch lieutenant Westergau, who should knock 2000 taels of silver anyway.

So it counts.

It's almost 9 taels.

According to the habits of the Cantonese.

Zhu Daohua planned to ask for a ransom of 88888 taels of silver.

88888, Fa Fa Fa Fa Fa.

Ask for luck?

"Master Liu, Lord Lin, we really can't beat it! This Ming army is really too fierce!"

Ma Sanbiao, who was released for ransom, knelt in front of Liu Ganxing and Lin Guoliang.

Tears fell.

The braids on the back of the head were gone, revealing a bald head.

Everyone present frowned.

It had to be Liu Qianxing who frowned.

If you lose, give money to redeem people.

This is the rule of Nanyang.

After all, the population of Chinese in Nanyang is small, so if they let go of the killing, they may not be able to suppress the local aborigines.

But I heard money was asked.

Liu Qianxing suffered from liver pain.

Where can he get the money now?
"Ni. How much does King Ming want?"

Liu Qianxing didn't dare to call the traitor directly anymore.

"If you want 88888 taels of silver, if the money is in place, King Ming will release more than 800 of our brothers, as well as the Dutchman Vestergaard."

"More than 8 silver?!"

Liu Qianxing's expression changed drastically.

Even if he sold his Liu family, he wouldn't be able to get it out!
He looked at Lin Guoliang.

Lin Guoliang kept silent now, acting as if he had nothing to do with himself.

The training envoy of the Lanfang regiment is the Liu family, and if they win the battle, the Liu family will get the most benefit.

Lost now.

Of course, it was the Liu family who paid the price.

Liu Qianxing originally wanted to ask.

Can the Qing court reimburse this money?

Seeing Lin Guoliang's appearance, he knew it was over.

I can be regarded as a "lonely minister".

In the Qing Dynasty, there were no connections at all.

If you really want to send someone to collect the bill, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it.

Now this account can only be swallowed by oneself.

But the money is really out of reach.
Under the face change.

Liu Ganxing became ruthless.

"Come on! Push out Ma Sanbiao, who has shaken the morale of the army and fled the battle!"

This statement came out.

Ma Sanbiao's expression changed drastically.

"Liu, don't be that dick! You don't follow the rules!!!"

"Rules? It used to be Nanyang's rules, but now it's Qing's rules!!"

Liu Ganxing cupped his hands to the north and said in a cold voice.

"Fuck the rules of the Qing Dynasty!! Can the Qing Dynasty beat King Ming's soldiers? Ladies and gentlemen, don't be obsessed with it. You have all seen how powerful King Ming's heavenly soldiers are. He can control Nanyang with only a few thousand. If there are tens of thousands It’s not a problem to get Guangdong, right?”

"The roots of your ethnic groups are still in Jiaying Prefecture!!"

Ma Sanbiao's words changed the faces of the leaders of the Lanfang clans present.

The Jiayingzhou clan here in Lanfang all moved from Jiayingzhou.

Many of them may still be connected with their family in Jiaying Prefecture.

Liu Ganxing heard what Ma Sanbiao said.

His face changed suddenly.

"Shake the morale of the army! Its heart should be punished!! Pull it out and behead it!!"

"No! Can't cut it!!"

"The two armies are fighting without beheading the envoy."

"That's right, that's right, King Ming is our Han, Queen Ming is our Hakka, and the future Ming Taizi is also our Hakka prince. They are all from our own family, why make it so ugly."

"Yes, yes, Liu Jiatai, I think you should follow the rules. If you follow the rules, we will meet each other in the future."

"Yes, yes, follow the rules, Mrs. Liu Jia, I think it's fine to surrender if you can't fight anymore. The soldiers under King Ming are all our Hakka soldiers. Isn't it better to take refuge in King Ming than to take refuge in Qing Tar?"

for a while.

All the people who were doing it shouted in Hakka dialect.

Lin Guoliang was an official from Hunan to Guangdong.

Cantonese vernacular can barely be understood.

He was really dumbfounded by the Hakka dialect.

But when he saw these Lanfang thugs looking at him with murderous intent, he also had a premonition that something was wrong.

These stilts seem to be unreliable.

Lin Guoliang planned to run away.

Liu Ganxing couldn't slip away.

His face became more and more ugly.

What a shit Hakka prince.

If you people can surrender, how can he, Liu Ganxing, surrender?
Not surprisingly.

The Liu family will definitely regard it as the chicken that King Ming killed the chicken to scare the monkey.

But if you can't surrender, can you fight?

Can't beat it either.
Seeing that people's hearts are about to disperse.

Forcibly enter the battlefield.

I'm afraid it hasn't started yet.

All the people under him had to go to the Ming army.

You can't fight.

You can't vote.

Then we can only withdraw first.

Liu Ganxing had no choice but to say: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. I have the imperial court's promise that when this battle is over, the imperial court will allocate funds to compensate you for your losses."

He squinted at Ma Sanbiao.

After all, he dared not do it.

"Ma Sanbiao, go back and tell King Ming, just say 88888 taels of silver, can you allow some time?"

Ma Sanbiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Said: "Ming Wang said that the ransom can be postponed first, but you have to pay the food expenses first and give 6666 taels of silver as the food expenses of the heroes!"

Ma Sanbiao was also shaking now.

There is Ming Wang Huwei.

It seemed that Liu Ganxing didn't dare to kill himself for the time being.

"What did you say?"

Liu Ganxing's temples throbbed.

What the hell is food expenses.

I haven't waited for him to speak yet.

The leaders of the Lanfang clans began to discuss.

"Ming Wang is benevolent."

"That's the reason. The ransom can be delayed, but the food expenses cannot be withheld."

"People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry."

"That's right, King Ming is benevolent, we must be benevolent."

"Liu Jiatai, these 6666 taels are worth it."

Liu Ganxing gritted his teeth.

He stared at Ma Sanbiao firmly.

Ma Sanbiao is not afraid anymore.

I almost walked through the gate of hell just now.

Tears and snot still remain on the face.

But now he is holding his hands behind his back and raising his head proudly.

Liu Qianxing was silent for a long time.

Finally gritted his teeth.

Spit out a word.

"Give!"

6666 taels of silver.

That's a few hundred catties.

On the second day, Ma Sanbiao came out of Liu's barracks, and returned to King Ming's camp with more than 6000 taels of silver pulled by a buffalo.

Zhu Daohua, who received the captive's food allowance, smiled.

"It seems that the Liu family can no longer control their subordinates."

Gu Song heard the words and said: "The soldiers and horses under the Liu family were coaxed here. Now that the war is not going well, the morale of the army is naturally fluctuating."

"Okay, first get 6666 taels of silver, and when the Liu family is defeated, the remaining 88888 taels of ransom will have to be paid by those Lanfang local tyrants!"

The local tyrants in Lanfang are really rich. After all, they all open gold and silver mines, so they must have money on hand.

First 6666, then 88888.
Zhu Daohua, who was Cantonese in this and previous lives, is quite satisfied with this number.

Good luck.

"Get ready, attack the barracks of the native soldiers!!"

Zhu Daohua pointed at the sand table.

aims.

It is the military camp of the native soldiers of Borneo ten kilometers away.

Zhu Daohua still felt a little distressed when he killed the Chinese.

Kill natives.

That is no psychological burden at all.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)