Two more days passed, and there was still no movement from the Fusang people.

Dong Liang was a little anxious.

The sea route from Shihwan Island to Iriomote Island is only about 40 miles.

Even if the Fuso people row a small boat, it only takes one or two hours to get there.

Could it be that the team they sent to Ishigaki Island often stayed on the island so that they did not become suspicious?

The Chinese workers under me are still preparing step by step.

They have to undergo high-intensity training every day, and those who are skilled in crafts work non-stop.

Dong Liang was also very busy, sometimes leading the craftsmen to make some necessary things, sometimes leading the Chinese workers to build the camp's defenses, and sometimes training with the guards.

In the eyes of the Chinese workers, Dong Liang was almost omnipotent at this time, and these people believed in Dong Liang more and more.

Trust often breeds dependence.

Dependence makes these people unwilling to think proactively.

"Second Uncle, are these Fuso people afraid?" The first person to think about this problem was Ah Fu, who was simple-minded and well-developed.

But the reason he said cannot be established.

"It's impossible for the Fusang people to give in. You don't know their character. They are determined to retaliate. But if we really defeat them, then they may give in. It's just that the fight hasn't started yet." Dong Liang

He shook his head.

Several stewards are gathering together for lunch and discussing the next step.

There are still seven days until high tide, and by then the "Boen" will be free again.

But now no one was clamoring to go home, and Dong Liang drew a cake for them.

This cake is so tempting.

Dong Liang said that as long as they defeated the Fuso people, they would be the masters of the Eighth Mountain, and they believed it.

"How about we row a boat to explore?" Guo You from the sailor team said.

In the past few days, he often rowed a sampan to and from the Bao En. Sometimes he would catch fish in the harbor and beat the big guys as a gift.

As he got used to running on the sea, Guo You became more and more courageous.

Dong Liang thought for a while and nodded: "That's fine, but it must be done at dawn or dusk, otherwise it will be unsafe."

At this moment, rapid footsteps came from outside the stone house.

"Captain, we caught a spy." The voice of the speaker was still a child.

It was the little boy Zhuo Lang and his four little followers who came.

Dong Liang is too busy these days and has no time to watch these children reading.

Several children saw that the adults were training. They went to Dong Liang and asked for a short spear each. They called themselves Children's Camp and followed the adults to train every day.

No, when they were patrolling the edge of the camp, they saw a boy with dirty hair sneaking around, and they brought him back.

"Let me go. I'm not a spy. I have something to tell you." The child was being held by Zhuo Lang's children and was still struggling hard.

Dong Liang took a look and saw that dirty face, hair, and clear eyes. Isn't this the little beggar he met in Fuki a few days ago?

Listening to this voice, it is obvious that he is a child of the Han family.

That day Dong Liang thought he was a Ryukyu child.

"Let him go. He speaks Chinese, how could he be a spy?" Dong Liang said quickly.

The boy raised his head and recognized Dong Liang.

"My benefactor, the Fuso people are here. They landed from the west side of the bay. There are a total of twenty boats." The little boy said breathlessly.

He came specially to report to Dong Liang.

"Little brother, don't worry, do you know how many of them there are?"

There is something strange about this little beggar. He speaks very logically, and the child can actually count. Why does he look like a beggar?

But now is not the time to inquire about his life experience.

The child took the bowl handed over by Dong Liang, took a sip of water, calmed his breathing and said, "There are about five or six hundred people."

"You can't count wrong, right? How come there are so many people?"

Xiang Ying once said that there are only three hundred Fusang people on the island.

Logically speaking, there was no need for Xiang Ying to lie to him.

"My benefactor was very kind to Su Da, so Su Da didn't dare to say anything nonsense."

"Your name is Su Da? I heard that you don't speak like an ordinary child. How come you are living on the island?" Dong Liang couldn't help but ask.

"My benefactor, Su Da's family has been a maritime businessman for generations. Su Da accidentally fell into the water and drifted here with his family's boat. My father will definitely come to me."

Haha, another child with a background.

Dong Liang looked at Zhuo Lang and wondered which wealthy family this child belonged to.

Su Da's Cantonese accent is very strong, and his family must be a maritime businessman from Guangzhou.

"Okay, now that the Fuso people are here, we don't need to discuss it anymore, just do it."

Dong Liang turned around and gave instructions to the people behind him.

"Captain, what you said is good, fuck him..." Wang Su spat.

"Since these people have come from the land, Guo You, please send someone to transfer our seriously injured people to the ship first."

"Brother Lin Ben, you will also organize the brothers in the life group to form the Spear Soldiers C Team as the general reserve team."

"Captain, how come we suddenly have five or six hundred people? But it has doubled. I am not a coward, Lin Ben. Captain, do we need to change our tactics?"

"Brother Lin Ben, don't worry. Everyone has seen the Fuso people. They are just like the wild dogs at the entrance of the village. They look ferocious, but they are actually very easy to fight."

"We have been preparing for so many days, I am sure to kill them."

Dong Liang said this and looked very relaxed, but in fact it was all for these subordinates to see.

In fact, he had no idea in his heart.

The number of enemies suddenly doubled, something must have happened.

Doubling the number of people means more than just doubling the combat power.

Sometimes one plus one is greater than two, especially on the battlefield.

The outcome of a war ultimately comes down to the comparison of strength.

The most important thing is that he still doesn't know the specific equipment of the Fuso people.

And what could he rely on? Those thirty Mississippi flintlocks? Those four army field guns converted from merchant ship self-defense artillery? Or three phalanxes of spears?

"Brother Chen, you and Ah Fu will take ten brothers to investigate. Determine the opponent's number of people and equipment, mainly to see if they have muskets and artillery."

Dong Liang originally understood that the Fuso soldiers here were not the main force of the Satsuma family, so they did not have muskets and artillery.

But now that the number of opponents has changed, other situations will also change.

"Wang Su and Peng Neng will go to the fence to organize defense as planned. We will follow the original defensive counterattack."

Dong Liang designed two sets of battle plans. One was to fight the Fusang people outside.

Another strategy is to defend within the fence first, use mines and explosive charges to consume the Fuso people's strength, and then launch a counterattack.

Now that the number of Fusang people has doubled, Dong Liang can only adopt this second plan.

"Master, where is our children's camp?" Zhuo Lang shouted from the side.

This kid is not good at studying, but he is very keen on fighting and killing.

I just want to be a hero.

"You boys are responsible for guarding the warehouse."

"Yes, it will be decided that the lord will guard the food and grass in the end." Zhuo Lang cupped his hands and said.

This child has listened to a lot of storytelling.

Dong Liang complained in his heart, and he led his people to act quickly.

We also need to set up landmines, something that ordinary Chinese workers are not very good at handling.

The trebuchet also needs to be calibrated.
Chapter completed!