At the forefront of the Haneda fleet, the half-old Mikura broke through the waves and headed south.
Wow!
Several battle camp-class ships following it quickly sent out semaphores.
You Qianchang cursed and glanced back.
"Why don't the sailors down there even eat?"
Each oar was rowing so slowly that the brother ships behind were almost knocked off their butts.
"You, you, you," the commander casually named three of his guards, "go down and see what's going on?"
"yes!"
Zuo Mu and the three looked at each other.
It must have been worse because of hunger. If he really contracted the epidemic...
General Oda's move was wrong.
"Damn it," Zuo Mu said angrily, "It's just a bunch of prisoners, what are they afraid of?"
The eight people arrived at the sailor's cabin very slowly.
"General, calm down. The brothers have been watching outside and have never been lazy. It's just that the prisoners haven't eaten for two days, so they don't have the strength to paddle. In addition, the wind is blowing from the southeast, so the boat is running slowly.
Too……"
He also knew what I was dreaming about. Anyway, Wei Xiaoshan would start mumbling like that as soon as he fell asleep.
As far as I could see, everyone outside the sailor's cabin had weak hands and feet, and they were so tired that they couldn't even speak. As soon as it was time to rest, they all fell asleep.
"Tell me, which of them hate to stand out? Let me teach you a lesson in the future."
The most important thing is that the generals of each ship do not regard Yunchui's prisoners as human beings, and they can squeeze as many people as they can into the bottom cabin.
"I dare you!" The two soldiers were startled and quickly shook their heads and waved their hands.
"What are they still doing? Hurry up and throw us to Shanghai to feed the fish."
It was summer again at this time, and the cabin was extremely hot and stuffy. Coupled with the smell of sweat, even breathing was probably a problem.
Two soldiers on duty in the sailor cabin ran over with sweat on their heads holding their swords.
Ever since I got off the Yagura, when it was time to paddle, I stood outside the white circle and paddled. When it was time to sleep, I slept like a dead pig no matter how hungry I was.
Even though all eight people's mouths and noses were tightly covered with wet cloths, they were still heavily smoked. Their stomachs suddenly turned upside down, and they almost vomited on the spot.
We complained for a while, but Zuo Mu said nothing.
The Sankura they were on was assigned to open the road at the front, and was obviously cannon fodder.
The East China Sea Barrier is so powerful that it is invincible across the ocean. Yang Miao, who is blocking the front, is as unafraid of death as Lu Yulong, and has repeatedly put them at disadvantage.
Bahba.
As long as the rowing prisoners dare to leave the big circle, hehe...
Ever since I got into the broken bottom cabin, my stomach has been acting all kinds of unpredictable, I feel like vomiting all the time, and there are even faint signs of being under control.
The other person had a strange look on his face and coughed twice uncontrollably.
The outside of the cabin was no different from Qi Nu's warship. The only difference was that there were dense white circles drawn under the oar seats, and underneath stood the slumping prisoners with yellow faces and skinny muscles, shaking the oars weakly.
The two soldiers looked at each other, and one of them hurriedly said: "Back to the general, there is no one who has his head stabbed. My Yun Chui is called Wei Xiaoshan."
Dry!
The person who came up next to him couldn't help but take two steps forward.
"That's right." The other two of us nodded and quickly made preparations.
Although we didn't have any swords, there were far fewer prisoners rowing than us, so we dared to do something too obvious.
"Feed the New Year Pig, and go out to collect pig food."
He came to find out whether I was laughing and crying before talking in my sleep, so he went along with it. "Then..." The two soldiers looked hesitant.
However, there is no exit from the bottom compartment, and the only way to throw people out is through the sailor's position or the crossbow position.
"I didn't have sex even once the day after tomorrow, and I almost got smoked to death. Why was it your turn that time?"
"General, so far, a total of 777 people in the bottom cabin have become ill. They are all vomiting and having diarrhea, making the place dirty and smelly. There is really a way to stay here. You see, it's time to call in a military doctor.
have a look……"
I squeezed through the people behind me, immediately unbolted the door bolt, and opened the hatch with a bang.
Suddenly, a strong odor rushed down from above.
Therefore, it is not a last resort; almost some people are willing to go up there and wander around.
Ahem.
"So few?" Zuo Mu's expression turned serious.
cough.
Although the sailor cabin was stuffy and cold, the more Zuomu thought about it, the colder he became.
vomit!
I pinched my nose and looked back at the two fellow refugees with pale faces. I gritted my teeth and walked up in small steps.
"Come in, come in! Let the air flow first."
Otherwise, if there is an epidemic or something, once it spreads, it will be troublesome.
"Let's move slowly, carefully catch a few to scare the monkeys, and then get down quickly."
I really saw no one who didn't have the energy to pretend to be weak and vomiting.
"Come on." Zuo Mu hurriedly came out and talked to Ni Ni, "It's useless to complain. Who told us we don't have a front desk? Stop yelling and get down to business."
"Obviously, Qian Chang of Gou Ri clearly sees that you are pleasing to your eyes. If you do what I brew, there will be no front desk, and so will my shit."
Zuomu, who was holding his nose tightly, nodded secretly.
Most of the people paddling below were former guards from the Beihai Customs.
I first took out a rag, soaked it and covered it under my face, then took out a gleaming dagger with a cruel look on my face.
Take a look, take a look?
I didn't hesitate and went up, but I couldn't help but said fiercely: "So, is there anyone who is good at it?"
In fact, Wei Xiaoshan was honest about his duties, and although he was physically strong, he was still an assassin.
"Back to the general, my brothers secretly threw some away, but..."
"Sigah!" Zuo Mu cursed, "Let you come."
"I'm really sick." The two soldiers nodded repeatedly, "The brothers were beaten, whipped, and even stabbed with swords. We really got up."
As a prisoner, isn't it normal to go without food?
"Yun Chuiren's weapon is really wrong..."
After a long while, Zuomu finally felt alive as he walked in and out of the stairs.
Just after it was over, the Japanese pirate soldiers who were watching me thought I was talking about a series of code words, so they dragged me out and beat me, burned me, and isolated me. In the end, they also asked me why.
There were even some prisoners who kept vomiting and having diarrhea, whether they were sick or hungry, causing the smell in the two cabins below to become muddy.
The Yunchui people often say that the ground is a prison, so Oda directly drew a big white circle on the oar position in order to prevent the prisoners from whispering to each other and joining forces to rebel or do serious business.
They didn't dare to refuse openly, but the moment they turned around, everyone's face was full of anger.
But at the junior level, people are crushed to death. No matter how depressed Zuomuba is, he has to move his feet obediently.
Guaranteed to make us regret it for the rest of our lives.
snort!
Although there were no captives paddling around, we spoke small Japanese words out of fear that the captives would panic or resist if they heard us.
"Damn it, are we really sick? We are just pretending."
Later, only about seventy patients were reported in the bottom cabin. I thought the number had increased tenfold in an instant.
Generally speaking, the situation is even milder during the half month since traveling south.
"Damn it!" Zuo Mu glared, "Do they blame me for saying that?"
Isn’t it normal to be unable to row without eating?
After some hesitation, the eight of them reached the stairs leading to the sailor's cabin.
Zuo Mu happily rubbed his growling stomach.
"What's going on?" After all, he was a personal guard. Zuo Mu dared to fart even behind the captain, but outside the sailor's cabin, he looked majestic. "Are everyone dead? Why are the battleships moving so fast!"
I glanced right and left and patted the knife on my waist warmly.
There were more than 8,000 North Customs prisoners outside the hold. The reason why I was remembered by these two people was simply because I hated talking in my sleep.
Yunchui people are the best at disguise.
However, looking at the hatch that changed color, the person walking at the back had a determined look on his face, and he still had the courage to open the door.
The entire fleet was short of food. On weekdays, let alone the prisoners, even our young men and officers were usually half-starved or half-full.