Result: 102 people were killed on the spot, 70 enemies died of serious injuries, and 213 people were captured, 35 of whom were slightly injured. More than 400 cold weapons, 7 three-eyed guns, and 7 war horses were seized. The eighth one was eaten tonight, and it was wounded Legs.
Eleven of our people were slightly injured, and 10 of them were sprained or fell during the pursuit - running in the paddy fields shortly after harvesting is indeed a dangerous move. One person broke his foot while carrying artillery shells.
By the afternoon, the prisoners were basically taken in. Following Ma Qianxu's instructions, meals were arranged for the prisoners. The food given to the prisoners in the cafeteria remained the same for a long time, which was porridge. The prisoners were obviously in shock and were afraid of the food of the travelers. Finally, they had the courage. The big one couldn't bear the hunger and started to gulp down the porridge. With the leader in charge, the rest swarmed up and surrounded the rice pail. You pushed me and squeezed me, but the guards scolded me and you didn't start a fight. Now you can finally get up close. Take a look at the legendary pirates of the Ming Dynasty. I saw a group of messy peasants squatting in a pile. They didn't even have neat clothes. They were shirtless and wearing single coats. Their clothes and pants were dirty, smelly and in tatters. It seemed that it was about to break into pieces at any time. From the gaps in the clothes, you could see the bamboo-like ribs and bulging belly. Xiong Buyou and several translators and people from the security team were working hard towards them.
There were also about ten people who looked much more alert and did not fight for food. Their faces were expressionless. They looked stupid and depressed. But occasionally a few eyes looking around revealed that these people were harboring evil intentions.
"These people should be the backbone." Ran Yao looked at it for a while and said, "Let's start with them."
According to the preliminary interrogation, the pirates confessed that they were the men of Mr. Zhu Cai. Among the people who came, 50 were old pirates, and the others had just been recruited in the past half month. They had not gone through any battles and were just here to make up the numbers.
The most ridiculous thing is that dozens of them are military households in the Housuo camp in Lingao. It turns out that in order to make a little more money, Liu Qianhu in the Housuo camp often leased his own weapons, ships and military households to pirates to fight in wars. It is not uncommon for Liu Qianhu to be a pirate. The coastal officers and soldiers in this area have some relationship with various maritime heroes.
But none of the prisoners were considered leader-level figures. Last time, they managed to capture a captain-level Shi Shishi, but this time there was no decent leader among them. They were transported to Shipai by five large ships early this morning. Those who landed, after landing, advanced here under the command of a "shopkeeper". As for the shopkeeper, I don't know whether he died or ran away. Anyway, he was not in the prisoner team, and his corpse was beaten with blood by the shells. Can't find it.
Most people knew that they were here to fight the "Kung Bandits". The people who recruited them said that the "Kung Bandits" had robbed the bosses of a lot of treasures. Bairentan was full of treasures, and the bosses attacked just to vent their anger. They also said that everything they won would belong to them.
Among the things seized, many weapons had Zhu Cai Lao's mark and name on them, and some of the corpses were found with documents and flags from Zhu Cai Lao's gang. Looking at the prisoners' confessions and many Ran Yao frowned at the evidence.
Dusk is gradually falling, and all the camps of the Crossing Group are full of laughter and laughter. Zhu Cai is not a good person, and Zhang Bolin is laughing to the ears. In today's battle, a total of 80 shells were fired, and more than 400 pirates were killed. The army was defeated and defeated, which was too shameful for the artillery.
The canteen disemboweled the horses that were killed, and brought in horsemeat. The horses were put into the water for a full meal, and meat was served to the training camp. Although it was horsemeat, there was fish sauce, spices, and plenty of salt in the canteen, which was the same as ordinary The horse meat stewed in water is as good as heaven and earth. Wu Nanhai also boiled some horse oil. This stuff smells disgusting, but it is delicious when used for frying. This is the famous Beijing snack fried enema. Wu Nanhai did not have an enema. , just fry the dried pumpkin slices that are most common here, and then add chopped garlic. It was warmly welcomed by the soldiers. Compared with the small portion of horse meat and sewer per person, this open supply and oily thing It can better meet the needs of the masses.
Huang Xiong received his own small bowl of horse meat and offal. He picked it up with chopsticks and saw a few pieces of meat, a few pieces of intestines and lungs and the like. It smelled of a strong aroma of spices mixed with meat. Although the meat was old, , but extremely delicious. As a former Ming Dynasty officer, he had eaten dead mules and horses before, but this was the first time that he could make it taste so delicious. Looking up, he saw that all the soldiers in the company were there. He was eating and drinking as he was doing, with sounds of satisfaction coming from his mouth from time to time. After winning the second battle, these leaders were really stingy, so they gave him a meal of horse meat! Huang Xiong thought he would be given some silver reward or something. .But then I thought about these two battles. Apart from forming a formation with rifles, I did nothing. They were both won with cannons.
Looking around, company commander You Huhu and the platoon leaders were also eating horse meat, fried pumpkin slices, and brown rice in their bowls. On this point, Huang Xiong really admired the officers and soldiers of this group of leaders: besides many officers, Apart from some equipment, there is no special treatment. They eat and dress the same as them. Even though they have a single room, it is just a military barracks. Apart from going to Bairen City for a "weekend" every week Besides, there was really no enjoyment there - there wasn't even anyone to make the bed and fold the quilt.
While I was eating, I heard soldiers from my company talking about the second war.
"...If we all fight like this, being a soldier would be easy..."
"The cannons of the leaders are so powerful, who in the world can stop them."
"Do you think the leaders want that?"
"Stop pretending, kid. Isn't this just a rebellion? I think it's possible."
"Anyone who rebels will be executed—"
"No matter what you want to kill, the officers and soldiers are as bad ass, and they are not afraid of rebellion." This man dreamed happily, "If we really rebel, we will all become the founding fathers of the country, and each of us will have thousands of acres." land."
"I want to find a wife. I'm already over 20 years old and I haven't even touched a woman's hand."
"One wife is nothing. I want more than a dozen, just like the rich men in the city!"
"You're a lean kid to begin with, so you're not afraid that a dozen wives will turn you into a scumbag!"
After Huang Xiong heard this, his heart moved. He came to join the army, just to find a refuge for his criminal body. At present, it seems that these "thieves" have great ambitions. Even if they don't want to rebel, they probably have a separate faction. As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a soldier ask:
"Squad Leader Huang, do you think the leaders have this intention?"
Huang Xiong put down the bowl: "I don't know, but these two opponents were too rough. If it were the army, they probably wouldn't be so easy to fight."
"Our cannon——"
"The government and army also have it, isn't it the Hongyi cannon?" Huang Xiong has seen the gunners in this town perform exercises. The operation of this cannon is similar to that of the Hongyi cannon, but it seems to be lighter than the Hongyi cannon and is much easier to carry.
"Besides, it doesn't matter if there are Hongyi cannons in Liao Town. They still gave Donglu a huge blow outside the pass. Can you fire the cannons continuously? Donglu relies on fast horses and sharp arrows. One cannon can hit the most. A dozen people died, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed over dozens of feet in one go, and you couldn't fire a few cannons before the cavalry rushed into the team, and you still had to rely on the infantry to fight hand-to-hand."
These words made the soldiers a little scared, and the originally lively atmosphere was reduced a lot. Huang Xiong suddenly became alert, what was wrong with him? If he was in the army, he could be charged with "shaking the morale of the army" and be dragged out directly. Behead your head. Why are you talking about this when you are full and have nothing to do!
He quickly put the words aside: "This is Qiongzhou. Jianzhou is still thousands of miles away. Why are you panicking? Brothers, don't go to Liaodong to fight."
As he spoke, he quickly looked around to see if there were any outsiders present, and casually mentioned some random things he had seen and heard, diverting the soldiers' attention.
The setting sun slowly falls on the Lingao corner of Bopu. The renovated Lingao beacon tower stands. The gun emplacement above has just been completed. The muzzle of a 12-pound cannon points to the sea. There is a searchlight on the fort. Li Di, who was equipped with a walkie-talkie and night vision equipment around his neck, led two naval sentries on duty. Looking at Bairen City in the distance, the hustle and bustle of a busy day gradually calmed down, and the people on duty outside the city lit piles of bonfires. The people in the city Dots of lights are still showing in many departments, and these places are still working. The charcoal stove here in Bopu is blazing. The smell of fish comes with the wind, which is the smell of an aquatic product processing factory. At the mouth of the river, on the Fengcheng Wheel There are some faint lights, almost blending into one under the starry sky.
Every few minutes, he would use his night vision binoculars to look around the camp. Now, Bo Pu is no better than when he first landed. A circular camp can be guarded. The workplace has been expanded a lot, although all important places have been They have established a ring fortification, but it is difficult to achieve the bright defense that is brightly illuminated on all sides like in the past. In addition to placing lighting equipment at key intersections and thoroughfares, they also rely more on night vision equipment and lurking posts. At present, they still have to deal with the indigenous soldiers. We can't completely rest assured, so the night sentry missions are all done by time travellers, or at least lead the team.
In the telescope, he saw several figures slowly approaching the beachside camp. Judging from their appearance, they should be his own, but according to the rules, he had to notify the lurking sentry immediately.
"Tan Ming, Tan Ming, someone is approaching your sentry post."
"Understood." Tan Ming, who was on duty at Hekou, belonged to the construction engineering team. Because he was in particularly good physical condition and was a hard-working type, he was recruited into the basic militia. His work during the day was not counted, and he had to work at night. Benefits
You can enjoy some extra things that are in short supply right now: cigarettes, cans, and cola. In addition, the militiamen often organize movie watching: the first one is a military education movie, the second one is a variety of commercial movies, and the third one is a late-night movie.
They show movies that are not suitable for good children.
"Password!" Tan Ming shouted.
"Fridge! Reply?"
"Haier! Which department are you from?" Tan Ming tightly held the SKS rifle in his hand.
"I am Wu De from Bairen Commune!" The visitor had a dark face and was followed by several big men in training uniforms.
It's Wu De, dear, a high official. Tan Ming immediately stood up at attention, and his speech was a little unclear:
"Mr. Wu, no, President Wu——"
"You can just call me Ad, you are not a native." This was the first time Wu De saw a traveler treat him with such respect.
"I'm Tan Ming from the construction engineering team -" Tan Ming was a little embarrassed. He couldn't help it. He would always be like this after being at the bottom of society for a long time, and he felt a little desolate.
Wu De still has some impression of this person, because he had many contacts with the construction engineering team during the early construction period.
"You are - 'Fat Ming'." He matched this person's nickname with his face deep in his memory. To be honest, this nickname is not worthy of the name now. Long-term labor and high-protein and low-fat intake have made him a little bit tired.
It's not "fat", but looks solid enough.
"Yes, yes, I am 'Fei Ming', you still remember me."
"Didn't we often meet at the construction site?" Wu De saw that he was a little excited and wanted to reminisce about the past. He thought that this place was a lurking post, so talking like this was not a problem, and he had other things to do, so he quickly continued.
Going off: "I want to board the Fengcheng Ferry. Where can I get on the boat?"
"You can go to the Naval Port Office under the High Point Fort. This place is under their control."
Wu De shook his head. It was not a good sign that the navy was so ambitious. Although he himself was from the navy, he had been working in the executive committee for a long time and had a comprehensive view of things. He was not optimistic about the current momentum of the army and navy. He was not optimistic about the current momentum of the army and navy.
This time I also wanted to take the opportunity to talk to veteran soldiers like He Ming and Mingqiu.