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One hundred and forty-two chapters assassination

Qin Zhao rode on the official road from Guangzhou to Xiangshan County.

Qin Youli, Qin Ning and others and a group of personal soldiers rode their horses, rushing and surrounding Qin Zhao happily.

Now Qin Zhao's power is getting stronger and stronger, and Qin Zhao has brought more and more personal guards. This time, Qin Zhao brought thirty cavalry soldiers around him, surrounding him from all directions to prevent any possible dangers.

Qin Ning smiled and said, "Governor, once Lu Yixuan dies, no one dares to seal our store. Once the two shops of the soft chair store and the glass store are opened, the profit is tens of thousands of taels per month."

Qin Zhao nodded and said, "As long as these two shops are not disturbed, I can recruit another thousand soldiers."

Qin Ning suddenly smiled and said, "Governor, do you still need to recruit soldiers?"

Qin Youli said on the horse: "Governor, it's good to have more soldiers. But now we have hired 200 blacksmiths to build Qin's rifles in Jinghaiwei Fortress, which uses countless materials, and the preparation of Qin's rockets is extremely expensive. If we recruit 1,000 soldiers in Jinghaiwei Fortress, there will be a deficit in the tent."

Qin Zhao nodded and said, "I know that this account is going to have a deficit."

"However, this is a chaotic era. The Tartars continued to invade the south, and Jiangxi was almost unable to defend. It seemed inevitable that the Tartars attacked Guangdong. If they didn't hold more troops in their hands, they would not be able to fight against the Tartars at that time."

Qin Youli sighed.

Qin Youli is a real old accountant. He also knows the principles of family, country and world, but what is more important to him is the pros and cons of actual life. The Qing Dynasty's attitude towards Ming officials was always to be valued if they surrender, and if they dare to resist, they suppress them bloodily. Qin Youli was really a little afraid of the Tartars' means.

According to Qin Youli's idea, when the Tartars came, the garrison should offer the city and surrender. In this way, it might be more valuable in the Qing Dynasty.

Maybe all the garrison positions can be retained.

But obviously, the Shoujie was a young man with blood. For Qin Zhao, he really didn't think about it or could not say anything.

The problem is that the world is three points, and the Tartars have already scored two points. At that time, the Tartars attacked Guangdong like Mount Tai, and the defense means that the stars are really descending to earth. Lu Ban will be unable to support it if they are reborn.

Of course, Qin Youli could not say these words, but could only mutter in his heart. Qin Zhao had the grace of recreating Qin Youli. No matter what choice Qin Zhao made, Qin Youli could only follow him wholeheartedly and devote himself to his entire life until his death.

Qin Zhao looked at Qin Youli who was sighing and said with a smile: "Old accountant, you will take the lead this time to recruit another thousand new recruits in Xiangshan County."

Of course Qin Zhao knew Qin Youli's thoughts.

But Qin Zhao also knew that Qin Youli was a loyal subordinate. Even if such a loyal subordinate had objections to his policy, he would only firmly implement his orders.

Qin Youli bowed and said, "Subordinates are ordered!"

Qin Zhao nodded.

Qin Ning said: "Shoujie, you said that the Lu family has been operating in Guangzhou City for six years and has a deep root. Will there be any backup plan?"

Qin Zhao looked ahead and rode slowly without saying a word.

Zhao Liangce nodded and said, "It must be. I thought that the Lu family must have peripheral forces. These peripheral forces have lost the protection of the Lu family, and it is the time when the dog is desperate to jump over the wall. I think the guard should be careful during this period and never go to dangerous places to prevent the remaining people of the Lu family from fighting. "

Qin Zhao nodded without saying anything.

Everyone was riding, and suddenly saw a red light on the hillside dozens of meters away from the road.

The red light Qin Zhao was extremely familiar with it. It was the flame at the mouth of the barrel when the bird gun fired.

Someone was assassinating.

Qin Zhao shrank and subconsciously pressed his body to the horse.

"Smack sex!"

A crisp sound of gunfire sounded.

Two feet away from Qin Zhao's left, a tall war horse rose up with human power and threw the personal soldiers on his body to the ground. The war horse was hit by a bird gun on the left side of the neck, and it was bleeding, jumping wildly on the ground and tapping.

Qin Ning immediately reacted and shouted: "Zhi Mom! Someone wants to assassinate the Guardian! The old accountant and Zhao Liangce come here! We will protect the Guardian! "

Qin Zhao waved his hand and said, "The guards go up and catch people!"

Qin Zhao jumped off the horse and hid carefully behind the horse. Twenty-nine personal soldiers came out of the cage like tigers, and their soldiers rushed in the direction of the bird gun shooting.

The bird gun shooters wanted to escape, so they jumped on their horses and ran wildly.

But where are their horses better than those of Qin Zhao's personal soldiers? Ten bird gunners were chased by twenty-nine personal soldiers, and they were all caught in less than a quarter of an hour.

There were some fights when they met with the assassin, and the personal soldiers killed three assassins.

The remaining seven assassins were caught by their personal soldiers and threw them in front of Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao looked at the assassin's weapon.

It was a bird gun commonly used by the northwest army. Its characteristic is that the barrel pipe is small in front and large in the back, and the entire barrel looks weird. Qin Zhao heard from the craftsmen who built bird guns for himself in Jinghai Guard Castle that the northwest lacks iron, and it is especially difficult for the bird gun to not explode the barrel. Therefore, the bird gun craftsmen there could only make the back of the barrel very thick.

Of course, this will lead to more steps and higher costs.

Such a bird gun can only aim roughly at a distance of forty steps, and sometimes it can only hit targets at thirty steps.

So these ten assassins ambush Qin Zhao, but they didn't even hit Qin Zhao's shadow.

In fact, the hit accuracy of the grenade without rifling is very low. In the wars of the 17th and 18th century Europe, soldiers rushed to within forty meters with guns before starting to shoot, which shows how low their hit rate is.

The seven assassins were all young, but they were not thin, and their skin was shiny on their faces. They obviously often ate meat. Qin Zhao walked around the assassins and kicked the assassin who looked the oldest last year.

"Who are you?"

The twenty-seven-year-old assassin spits thick phlegm on the ground and curses: "I won't say anything if I kill you!"

Qin Zhao sneered, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and slashed at the assassin's neck with one knife.

Blood spurted out from the assassin's neck like a fountain. The assassin screamed and tried his best to cover his neck with his hands, trying to hold the blood sprayed from his artery. But the wound was too big and his movements were meaningless. He soon died of excessive blood loss.

Qin Zhao pointed at another assassin with a knife.

"Who are you?"

The assassin was so scared that he pissed off and kowtowed to Qin Zhao desperately, crying and saying, "Governor Guardian! Governor Guardian! We are bandits in the dam. The boss said he wanted to avenge the prefect Lu and asked me to bring bird guns to assassinate Guardian. He said that although it is unlikely that he will kill Guardian, it may really be a success!"

"What dam head bandit?"

"We are bandits at the silver mine in Wangjiaba Township, Longmen County. We gathered in the silver mine and relied on the income from the silver mine to feed."

"What is the relationship between you and Lu Yixuan?"
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