After returning to the camp, Green could only smile bitterly when he looked at the embarrassed American soldiers in front of him. Originally, because the weapons and equipment of the southern US military could not be replenished due to the blockade of the coastline by the British navy, no one could reach it with a gun.
With the beginning of the guerrilla war, the equipment of the American army in the south was supplemented by the results of the attack on the British supply depot.
Last night, Green planned the civilian army's attack on the British supply depot precisely because he learned that the supply depot contained a batch of weapons and equipment that the US military urgently needed. Therefore, Green sent out the 3,000 people he had so far. At any rate, each of these 3,000 US troops had one.
This weapon was Green's biggest reliance, but post-war statistics showed that only more than 1,500 of the 3,000 soldiers returned, and nearly half of the American soldiers did not escape.
This made Green, who was already worried about the arrival of the Prussian army, even more worried. Looking at the American army in front of him that could be described as a defeated army, Green was speechless.
Old Molun on the side looked at Greener's expression, which looked like pig liver, and said carelessly:
"I said, little Green, don't worry, now is just the beginning. As long as we are careful, those Prussians will not pose much of a threat to us." After speaking, Old Molun took off the wine bottle from his waist and drank.
He took a big gulp.
"I said, Old Molun, don't be so indifferent all the time. The losses last night were already crippling. You have to know that our US military in the south only has a total of 8,000 people and 5,000 weapons. We did it all at once last night."
One-third is lost, do you think I can help but feel bad? How can I fight the next battle?" Green looked at Old Molun and said dissatisfiedly.
"Hey, man, what's the use of worrying? What you have to do now is to study these Prussians who suddenly appeared. I think I can provide you with some help." Old Mo touched the wine stains on his beard.
Lun said loudly
"Okay, okay, I hope it will help you, otherwise you won't get any wine this month," Green said helplessly after hearing what Old Molun said.
On the other side, Count Bruneck became excited when he learned from the mouths of American prisoners of war about the existence of Green's southern American army. Although Bruneck only had 4,000 men at his disposal, he did not think that with those
As for the stragglers, the guy who claimed to be the commander of the southern US military would pose much of a threat to him. However, the US guerrilla warfare tactics really made Bruneck afraid. He had to find a way to kill these US troops.
After this, Bruneck proposed to Clinton that the Prussian army should not take over the British supply depot for the time being, because the Prussians had discovered the main force of the American army in the south and captured 500 American soldiers. Bruneck proposed to Clinton that the troops should be concentrated
To eliminate this US military force, Bruneck asked Clinton what to do with these US military prisoners of war.
But who knew that a week later, Bruneck was surprised by a letter from Clinton. Clinton agreed in principle to the Prussian proposal, and he would order Cornwallis to provide certain cooperation with the Prussian actions. But Bruneck was asked
What surprised me was the following content: Clinton ordered the Prussians to hang all these American prisoners of war. After hanging, their heads were cut off and transported to New York. Clinton wanted to use these heads to build a high tower in New York to shock those prisoners of war.
Rebellion.
Although Count Bruneck was unwilling to do what Clinton said due to his humanitarian spirit and the cultivation of the Junker nobles, he also knew that from the time the Prussian soldiers' boots landed on this land, except for the British army,
Everyone could be said to be an enemy of Prussia, and he had no choice.
But Bruneck wanted to execute these prisoners of war to lure out the southern American troops led by Greene, so he had to weave a plan to wipe out the southern rebels.
After reaching an agreement with the army officers, Bruneker ordered notices to be posted in all nearby villages, stating that in five days, 500 captured American soldiers would be executed in Savannah.
, I hope that all colonial people will take this as a warning and not attempt to challenge the dignity of Prussia and its ally Britain.
In order to better implement the plan and lure the southern US military to take the bait, Bruneck proposed to Cornwallis that he would execute a group of captured US spies and some relatives at the same time in five days. This proposal was favored by Cornwallis.
Wallis' welcome.
Of course, Cornwallis would not be the kind of person who would serve his country wholeheartedly. The main reason why he agreed was that Bruneke promised him that after the battle, Cornwallis would report the first contribution of the war to his superiors.
In late October 1780, Savannah, the capital of Georgia,
Today's Savannah is full of gongs, drums, and crowds. In the square in front of the city hall in the center of the town, there are 500 US military prisoners of war and 300 people originally imprisoned with US military ties.
Kneel on the ground with your hands tied behind your back.
Bruneck and Cornwallis stood on the steps of the city hall with their respective subordinates. Cornwallis tilted his head slightly and asked Bruneck next to him:
"Count Bruneck, are you sure which rebels will come to rescue these people today?"
"Sir Cornwallis, there are eight hundred rebels here. Even if those people don't come to rescue these people, executing these rebels is a warning to those who oppose the British Empire," Bruneck said calmly with a smile.
"Your Excellency Bruneck, I hope those damn rebels will hit our guns today." After hearing Bruneck's words, Cornwallis laughed and said
"It will be as you wish, Lord Cornwallis. I hope you don't forget our contribution," Bruneck said humbly.
"No, if I can accomplish extraordinary feats this time, I will definitely report Prussia's important exploits to His Majesty George III." Cornwallis smiled even more happily under Bruneker's flattery offensive.
Laugh, take the time to laugh, you will cry soon, Bruneck looked at Cornwallis and said silently in his heart.
In fact, at this moment, Green has already led all the people to lurk in the suburbs of Savannah.
A few days ago, Green was stunned when he learned that Prussia was about to execute their prisoners of war, because there had never been such a large-scale execution of prisoners of war on the North American battlefield before. But the well-informed old Molun
He wasn't surprised. Not only that, Old Molun also laughed when he saw Green's stunned look.
Green, who was stunned at first, reacted after hearing Old Molun's laughter. He ignored the smell of chemical weapons on Old Molun's body, grabbed Old Molun's collar and shouted:
"What time is it now, and you are still in the mood to laugh? Our people will be executed soon. Do you know that those people are our most precious supporters? What else can you do besides laughing?"
But what Green didn't expect was that after listening to Green's words, the old Molun, who had always seemed crazy, actually raised his hands and pinched Green's hand, and threw Green out with a beautiful iron bridge.
"Boy, when I was going through life and death on the battlefield, you were still drinking milk in your mother's arms and yelling in front of me. Do you have the qualifications to do so?" After speaking, Old Molun patted the place where Green had held him with disdain.
Green's face turned red when he was stimulated by Old Molun's words. He couldn't believe that what just happened was really done by this wretched old man in front of him.
Seeing Green's suspicious eyes, Old Molun touched his nose unnaturally and said:
"It's been a long time since I've interacted with anyone, and I'm already a stranger now. It seems that people still need to exercise regularly." As he said this, Old Molun waved to Green again, and motioned for Green to follow him to the military tent.
Green stood up helplessly and followed Old Molun into the military tent.
Old Molun stood next to the table in the military tent. He stared at the map spread out on the table and said:
"Green, come and see, this is Savannah. Our location is here. The straight-line distance is enough for us to walk for two days. After walking to Savannah, we only have one day to prepare and do
Be ready to go right away”
"Are you sure we are going to Savannah? Old Molun, haven't you always avoided head-to-head combat?" Green asked doubtfully.
"Of course we have to go. If we don't go, it will not only be a blow to our military morale, but also make the people who originally supported us be frightened by Prussia and dare not support us anymore. Therefore, for the sake of the victory of the war and the people's self-possession,
We have to go." Old Mo Lun's eyes exuded a ray of familiar light from Green. The reason why Green accepted the arrangement of the Continental Congress to partner with Mo Lun was precisely because he had accidentally seen Mo Lun's eyes glowing like they are now.
of light.
"Of course, we must realize that the current Savannah will definitely be like a den of wolves and tigers. The enemy will definitely gather a large number of troops near Savannah, waiting for us to fall into the trap, so we must seize the time."
Here, Old Molun looked at Green, and Green's thoughts that had wandered to nowhere came back to him.
"Immediately order the soldiers nearby to assemble here. At the same time, order the messengers to apply for assistance from the Continental Congress. You also call on all the nearby guerrilla groups to rush to Savannah and lurk immediately. This time, you either don't play.
, If you want to play, just play big." Old Molun slapped the map with his big hand and said loudly
Looking at the ambitious old Mo Lun in front of him, Green felt that his blood seemed to be boiling. He responded loudly and walked out of the tent.
It's just that Green, who walked away, didn't hear the muttering of old Molun who was still in the same place:
"Finally we have to fight again, Prussians. I have been waiting for you for a long time. I thought I would never have the chance to meet you again. God bless me, and finally I have the opportunity to avenge my brothers."
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