On the day of coming down, once the Sancang slowed down, the sound of Wei Dashan waving his whip and roaring could be heard in the sailor cabin.
They are simply more diligent than the Japanese pirate supervisors.
"Well done. Since you don't understand the language, you should use Yun Chui people to control Yun Chui people."
Sagi used this move smartly, and was even praised by Captain Oda. For a time, he was in the limelight, and no one dared to stop him wherever he went.
May 20th.
This evening, the weather seemed to be even hotter, even on the sea surrounded by water, the heat wave was still rolling.
It was even worse inside the crew cabin of the Mikura, which was as smelly and stuffy as a city sewer.
Almost all the Japanese soldiers, including the supervisors, crowded into the gun emplacement in the front to breathe fresh air.
Boom, boom!
The hatches to the deck are opened again.
Under the urging of the vanguard, a large number of frowning Japanese pirate soldiers rushed down.
Sagi is also among them.
"Wei Dashan, Wei Dashan!" He pinched his nose and yelled Yun Chuiyu, one of the few words he knew.
"Here! General, the little one is here!"
Not long after, Wei Dashan, whose body was filled with the smell of idle fish and cesspools, squeezed out from nowhere.
He bowed humbly, "I wonder what the general's orders are?"
vomit!
Even though Zuomu had pinched his nose, the strong stench from Wei Dashan's body still almost made him vomit.
What's the smell? Did this bastard roll in the golden juice in the bottom of the tank?
Zuomu couldn't help but shuddered and quickly took a few steps back.
He waved his hands vigorously, "Don't let him brew it!"
Wei Dashan didn't understand, but he understood what Zuomu meant at a glance. He nodded and bowed back a few steps, and stood two feet away obediently, as smart as a pug.
However, the smell on him was too strong and unpleasant.
The faces of the Japanese pirate soldiers who had just gotten off the cabin all around changed. They were all dizzy from the smoke. They pinched their noses and squeezed out, instantly making a circle for Wei Dashan.
hehe.
Wei Dashan hunched his waist and smiled.
Saoki was also scared and quickly took out a wooden bowl from somewhere.
There was half a bowl of something in there that was indistinguishable in color from porridge to porridge and soup to soup.
He first raised his finger to point to the prisoners in the enclosure, and then made a gesture of eating.
"You will make it clear to the others later that there will be an extra meal tonight, and everyone can have an extra half bowl of rice."
Wei Dashan's eyes lit up.
He quickly reacted and nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I understand."
"Very good." Saoki didn't care whether he understood or not, he raised his hand and pointed at the numerous oars, making a rocking motion.
"Tell them again that when they are full, they must obey the orders and paddle hard."
"Anyone who dares to act recklessly will be killed without mercy."
Having said this, Zuomu pulled out the dagger he had snatched from Beihai Customs with a ferocious look on his face, and gestured fiercely into the air as a warning.
Wei Dashan shivered and nodded quickly: "I understand, I will definitely tell everyone what the general means."
Zuomu nodded and returned with satisfaction.
Not long after, another Japanese pirate soldier came down carrying dozens of barrels of paste and placed them in front of Wei Dashan.
"We've got an extra meal. You, you, you, come and eat."
Wei Dashan opened his tattered coat like a bandit and swung the whip in his hand.
He swaggered around among the prisoners.
"There's not much porridge, no one is allowed to grab it, and no one is allowed to fight too much. Try to ensure that all the brothers who are still active have a share, do you understand?"
Everyone listened, but no one said a word.
Only the few prisoners named by Wei Dashan obeyed and walked over and drank half a bowl of paste, poured it into their mouths, and gulped it down.
The strange movement on the ship made everyone aware of their fate.
The sea battle is expected to begin soon.
Wei Dashan also knew this very well. He raised his eyes and silently scanned the surrounding area.
When they were caught up on the Sancang at Beihaiguan, there were three thousand of them, but now only about two thousand are still standing, and the rest are either dead or sick.
I don’t know how many people will be alive to see the sun tomorrow after tonight.
…
After eating, the prisoners who were on duty silently returned to their white circles to paddle, and those who took turns returning directly to the bottom cabin to continue sleeping.
Everything is in order as usual.
The Japanese pirate supervisors looked at it for a few times, felt relieved, and then ignored it.
After some time passed after the porridge was distributed, Wei Dashan habitually showed off his power and cursed, walked around the cabin a few times, and after telling all the prisoners his plan openly, he quietly retreated to his seat and sat down.
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To the south, the vast fleet.
It was already dark now, and the sea was rarely cool.
Yang Miao stood on the deck of the main ship, humming a tune from her hometown while enjoying the cool breeze, her face full of contentment.
A messenger came running over excitedly.
"General, we just received news from the front that the front troops of the Haneda fleet have almost entered our range."
"Yeah." Yang Miao stopped humming and subconsciously looked up at the weathervane on the mainmast.
Southeast wind.
boom.
He slapped the side of the ship hard.
"The direction of the wind is just right. Send me an order to go up and hit them."
Of course the semaphore cannot be so crude and confused.
The military advisor had no choice but to wipe away the sweat with the ordering soldier and left.
Yang Miao's order quickly spread to the front.
In an instant, the heavy arrows, fireballs and stone bullets that had been ready to go suddenly slid across the sky and flew towards their targets.
Boom boom boom.
Countless falling rocks and heavy crossbows landed heavily around the Mikura and on the ship, either causing the ship to tremble or causing water to fill the sky.
"It doesn't make sense, it really doesn't make sense."
In the hiding hole on the deck, Oda was so angry that he pushed away the personal guard who was protecting him.
Yun Chui's weapons were already stronger than theirs, and because they were at the upper hand at this time, the Haneda fleet's front force could only take a beating.
This is nothing, the most terrible thing is that even if they want to fight back, they just can't reach the distance.
If this continues, my ship may be sunk before the enemy touches it.
"Instructions from the general," Oda roared, "order all sailors to paddle together, speed up, and press on the general."
"yes!"
Boom, boom, boom!
Dozens of war drums beat simultaneously in the cabin on the deck.
Saoki didn't even care about the smell of the sailor's cabin, and ran down the ship bumping and swaying.
After finally rushing into the sailor cabin, he still saw the situation clearly before shouting, "Where is Wei Dashan? Where is Wei Dashan?"
However, there was chaos in front of me, noisy everywhere, and no one responded at all.
Zuomu was stunned, and after taking a closer look, he immediately realized what he was doing, and couldn't help but burst into rage.
"Damn it!"
At this time, the drums of attack have begun to sound, and it won't be long before the Mikura will engage in close combat or even a head-on collision with the former troops of the East China Sea Barrier.
The safety fixed ropes in the sailor cabin are limited. In order not to be thrown into the sea, the Japanese pirate soldiers are busy fighting for position at this time, and they are all quarreling.
Some have bad tempers and even draw swords directly against them.
The prisoners who had been robbed of their positions stood outside the white circle looking at each other, seemingly helpless.
As for Wei Dashan, it seemed that he had just been punched several times and was squeezing out of the crowd with his head covered.
"General, general, the little one is here."
Zuo Mina still had the heart to comfort him, "The attack has begun. Go back and assign your people and let them take turns paddling. Everyone must use their best!"
"If anyone is lazy, he will be punished severely."