A scout rushed back from the front and came to the back of Xi Yazhou's horse - yes, he was the only officer with a horse, and he was riding Nick's beloved "Alan Chi". This race horse is indeed an extraordinary horse. All the natives along the way paid him attention. There were very few horses in Hainan, let alone such tall and handsome horses.
After marching in the mountains, he rarely rode horses. The mountains here are high and the forests are dense. If someone ambushes him, he will be the first one to hit him, the only one on a horse. Although Xi Yazhou is afraid of walking, he still understands that his life is at stake.
After trudging breathlessly on the mountain road for more than two hours, he began to regret why he had agreed to Wu Nanhai's troops to be sent as free labor for him for a month in order to borrow the horse.
"Battle Commander Xi, the entrance to Baitu Village is just ahead."
"Are you sure?" Xi Yazhou asked while wiping sweat.
"Make sure, we've sent someone to shout and ask them to open the door."
"Then just shout slowly," Xi Yazhou waved his arm, "Each row, rest where you are! I'll take a rest first."
Xiong Divination has been shouting with the electric horn for half an hour, but the wooden castle on one side of the intersection is still silent. The road is cut off with a thick log fence, and the gate is tightly closed. There is not even a single person on the castle. You can't see them all. But you can vaguely see the flashes of swords and guns in the sunlight.
"Okay, let's bring something powerful." Xi Yazhou held a telescope and looked at it for a long time: this kind of wooden fortress can be taken down in 10 minutes after launching an attack.
"Lao Xi, there is a call from Bei Wei. They have penetrated to the 41.3 plateau, which is 100 meters behind the side of Mubao Village. Do you want to attack the enemy?"
"Let him monitor us because we fought the battle, so these rookies don't have to practice."
"Understood."
"Every platoon, prepare to fight, bayonets on!"
Following the officers' shouts, the soldiers sitting by the road quickly put away their water bottles, stood up, and lined up at the urging of the squad leader.
With the help of the guards, the officers opened their backpacks, took out their stab-proof vests and put them on - they would be extremely hot if worn while marching. Their rattan helmets were also replaced with steel helmets.
"Okay, let's give them a few shots to try." Ying Yu said helplessly.
The first shot smashed the wooden gate, sending pieces flying everywhere. Then the second shot hit the Mubao Village, one shot tore off the wooden wall, and the other shot simply punched a hole in the wall.
The effect of the 12-pound iron ball flying out dragging smoke marks was very frightening. The soldiers in the training camp cheered when they saw how powerful their own cannon was.
Almost at the same time, white smoke also appeared on the wall and the sound of cannons was heard. The cheering soldiers suddenly dwarfed by half. Some people simply fell to the ground and covered their heads tightly. Some people were already turning around and preparing to escape. The shape is a bit messy.
"Oh my god!" Although Xiong Buyou is not an officer, he is fully clothed, carrying his beloved flute, and preparing to lead the column attack by playing "Grenadier March". Unexpectedly, when the enemy's artillery fires, After a month of hard training in the training camp, everything was in disarray.
"Stand still, stand still, don't mess up." The officers all drew their sabers and maintained order.
"Recruits are afraid of cannons", this is really a truth. Xi Yazhou cursed the group of soldiers who were looking at him. He would have to use cannons to blast their heads over and over again. He secretly planned.
Youhuo pointed his saber upwards: "Any bastard who dares to look back, I'll chop him with one strike! Stand still, you cowards!" He whipped one of them who turned around with the back of his sword. Soldier.
The cannonballs fired from the wall of the village flew less than 100 meters before falling to the ground. Ying Yu knew at a glance that there was nothing to be afraid of, and they were using scrap copper, iron and rocks as cannonballs.
"Keep shooting!"
Xi Yazhou did not immediately order the soldiers to charge. The solid iron bullets were smashed one after another, and the logs fell apart like toppled building blocks under the heavy impact of the artillery fire. The entire fort became a pile of logs, smoking and burning. Got up.
Soon some people rushed out from the village gate, waving swords and guns in an attempt to engage in hand-to-hand combat, but the volleys of rifles from the stabilized infantry failed to allow them to exert their combat effectiveness. After the first row of guns rang out, more than a dozen people had fallen to the ground. On the ground, the remaining people screamed in terror and fled back covered in blood.
Xi Yazhou ordered the bugle attack. This time he did not make a fool of himself. Each platoon accurately covered the leap forward in accordance with the requirements of the training syllabus, and soon broke into the bayonet. The ground was full of dying people who had been hit by shells and wood, and the soldiers were completely helpless. Mercifully, he started stabbing them with bayonets, and screams kept coming. Xi Yazhou shook his head: These soldiers don't have much fighting will, but they kill without mercy. Are they considered good or bad?
The captured prisoners were tied together with ropes in groups of ten. Xiong Buyou hurriedly interrogated them. Almost all of them were from Fujian. They fled to Hainan in order to avoid the government's continuous increase in conscription. Baitu Village took them in, and each People were given some money and rice every month to survive, and they worked as part-time workers and as village warriors.
As for the cannons and gunpowder, I bought them from the red-haired men who once came here to repair ships. I also bought some red-haired muskets, but they were useless because I didn't know how to use them and they kept hurting people.
"What the hell is this world like?" Xiong Buyou finished asking and said angrily, "The Ming Dynasty is about to end. Even a big village is recruiting its own troops."
"The Ming Dynasty is coming to an end, but the Jin Dynasty is not interesting." Xi Yazhou lamented. Although it seems that one period of governance and one period of chaos is an inevitable cycle of Chinese civilization, the cycle during the Ming and Qing Dynasties was a rare historical setback. ―When various countries in the old world were about to enter the threshold of modern civilization, China turned out to be a cruel and backward slave-owning country. The people became poor and ignorant, science was destroyed, and culture was castrated... What was left was just a slave-owning country. Macartney rated it as a "prosperous age" in which "China is becoming barbaric".
Xi Yazhou is not a fan, but no matter how bad the Ming Dynasty is, there is no ugly tail on his head. For this reason, he cannot let this time and space repeat the tragedy of history. In a few days, it will be the first month of the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji The robbery activities in the Central Plains were about to begin, and the current army was still so naive... A strong sense of crisis came to his mind.
"Xiao Wei, you leave and lead the company to run forward and arrive at Baitu as soon as possible. Don't enter the village for the time being." Xi Yazhou called Wei Aiwen to assign the task, "Block all the land exits of the village and don't let them escape!"
"clear!"
"Sea blockade, the Fubo is here, they should have arrived. After you arrange it, fire a red rocket to notify them."
The remaining soldiers cleared the battlefield, threw the corpses into the ravine, and cleared the wood from the road. Seeing that the mountains here were relatively steep, Xi Yazhou ordered a platoon to be left here to guard the back road. The other troops continued to advance towards the village.
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon that day, Baitu Village surrendered. The village was fortified. The village walls were a mixture of wooden fences and rammed earth, and the turrets were made of thick tree trunks. The four corners of the strange village were actually convex-corner fortresses, which did not look like a village.
It is an earthen village in the Chinese countryside, but it looks like a simple European-style castle. Some people tried to escape from the sea, but the Fubo's volley of artillery forced them back. When there was no hope of breaking out, the 12-pound mountain grenade was able to defeat them neatly.
After building a turret, the village surrendered. This made Ying Yu relax a little - there were not many shells left.
After detaining all the village elders who came out to express their sincerity in surrender, Xi Yazhou ordered the troops to enter the village to receive them. After walking around for a while, they realized that this place was a small paradise. Although the houses were simple, most of the villagers were
His face was healthy, his clothes were neatly dressed, and he showed normal fear when he saw them coming. He was not like some poor villages where the people looked like dead fish when he walked in.
The warehouses and various workshops in the village were sealed and sealed. Xi Yazhou personally went around the village and found that the soldiers' discipline was still strict - of course, this was the result of the time traveler officers holding down the formation.
The navy's fleet sailed into the port and unloaded supplies and ammunition from the ship. It also brought the planning committee personnel who counted and received the loot and Wen Desi himself - he came as a shipbuilding expert. The greatest wealth of Baitu Village
As for its shipbuilding yard, they need to evaluate whether Baitu has continued use as a shipyard. If moving the shipyard means giving up a lot of existing infrastructure, then it will be more economical to set up a shipbuilding base in Baitu.
The shipbuilding yard is on a beach near the bay outside the village, and there are several unfinished or under-repair ships on the ship racks.
After on-site inspection, we found that Baitu's shipbuilding facilities are very complete, with specialized iron work, hemp work, tung oil work, paint work, and even a small lime kiln. However, Baitu Port is too small. Although it is surrounded by mountains on three sides,
The water depth is more than ten meters, but only 8 to 10 hundred-ton ships can be berthed on the water surface of the entire harbor. The village's shipbuilding capacity is roughly the same. There are no completed ships on the ship frame, only one is a 400-ton material ship, and the rest are small
Small fishing boats used by coastal fishermen.
"This place is really nice." Wen Desi's eyes shone when he saw such complete facilities for the ancient shipbuilding industry. He looked left and right, almost forgetting the purpose of his coming here.
"It's a pity that it's too small. It's okay to be a safe haven, but it's too small to be a shipyard."
"It's a bit tasteless." Wen Desi felt reluctant to give up. Not only is the port water surface small, but the open space is also very limited. It can be seen that the current scale is almost its limit.
After discussion, it was decided to move the entire village, first moving away the women, children, old and young, and leaving some craftsmen to complete the boats on the racks. All the materials and materials here could be transported away, especially the large amount of high-quality wood, which was very important for the crossing. It is a scarce material for the government shipbuilding industry.
Xiong Buyou announced to the village elders that they must all move to Bopu, where the travelers would help them re-establish a shipbuilding yard, and housing and private land would also be provided.
Xi Yazhou didn't leave much time for Xiong Buyou to advocate the superiority of the "new countryside." He sat on the horse, leaning on a long saber, and looked at these people with murderous intent.
"Stop talking, go back and tell the villagers to pack up and prepare to set off in batches!" Behind Xi Yazhou stood a row of infantrymen with bayonets, making his words more convincing.
There was not much nonsense, and there was no need for political mobilization. Bayonets and cannons were the last word. The villagers were ordered to pack up their things and prepare to migrate. It was estimated that the entire migration would last a long time, and was temporarily led by Li Jun. A platoon is stationed here until the entire move is completed.