Yan Yingyuan turned back to Wu Erdan and said, "Erdan, bring the things."
Wu Erdan immediately led a team of village warriors to bring the cotton-padded clothes, fire oil, daggers and other items that had been prepared in advance, and distributed them to the twenty death row prisoners one by one.
Yan Yingyuan warned again: "I won't say any more. I will give you one final warning. Jiannu must be tired after coming from a long distance. The time of confusion is when the sky is darkest and people are most sleepy. In addition,
Since the defeat of Songshan in our Ming Dynasty, few troops have dared to leave the city and steal camps, so their defense must be lax."
"You sneak in from the trench, then you don't have to give way, just move forward boldly."
"Specially pick out the cannon towers where grain, fodder and baggage are piled. If there are Jian slaves blocking the way, they will just say they got lost at night."
"By the way, when you are interrogated by Jiannu, you must address yourself as master. Your accent is similar to that of the Liao people, and some of you are Liao people themselves, so they will mistake you for Baoyi without any suspicion."
"After getting on the gun platform, he immediately ignited the fire oil and burned the food, grass and baggage."
"I will watch you here, burn every baggage, and you will be credited with a meritorious service! You will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"If we can burn ten places of luggage, we will give your family a total reward of two thousand taels of silver!"
"In addition, as long as you enter the Jiannu Camp, no matter whether you succeed or not, your family can be allocated twenty acres of good land per household in Xuzhou or Guide Mansion. Listen up, it is twenty acres per household.
land!"
Hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the twenty village warriors gradually became firmer.
This time, no matter what, I have to earn a living wage for my wife and children.
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At this time, we were building slave camps.
Hou Fangyu walked into He Luohui's room with brisk steps.
The Ming army's gun towers all had bunkers. Some bunkers had only one hall, but the bunkers of some large gun towers had multiple layouts, with rooms surrounding the lobby and even curtains.
Of course the place where Duduo, Heluohui and the others will be stationed must be the big gun tower.
Naturally, there is no need to say more about Duduo, the great general of the Qing Dynasty.
Even He Luo Hui, a white-flag-mounted building, has a single room.
When Hou Fangyu came in, He Luohui was already slightly drunk and was wearing a piece of obscene clothing with the skirt open, revealing a tuft of black and thick hair underneath.
Hou Fangyu was slightly embarrassed.
But I didn't feel anything wrong.
After all, the slaves were just a bunch of barbarians.
Hou Fangyu said with a flattering face: "Sir, are you looking for a niche?"
He Luohui hummed, then waved and said, "Come here and talk."
"Hey." Hou Fangyu responded and walked up to He Luohui.
He Luoshui looked Hou Fangyu up and down and asked: "You said that the dog emperor Chongzhen raised several theater troupes, all the male actors and actresses in the troupe are handsome, and all the female actors are beautiful?"
"That's right." Hou Fangyu said with a smile, "They are all handsome men and beautiful women."
"Oh, really?" He Luohui finally laid his eyes on Hou Fangyu's face and asked, "Are those male actors as handsome as you?"
"Uh, ah?" Hou Fangyu finally felt something was wrong. Why did Master He Luohui look at his eyes with warmth? No, why did he feel a chill?
He Luohui licked his lips and said with a smile: "Don't take off your robe yet."
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"Ah? This!" Hou Fangyu felt bad now, didn't he?
"Take off your clothes quickly!" Seeing that Hou Fangyu seemed hesitant, He Luohui became impatient.
Hou Fangyu felt his eyes go dark for a while, "No, I don't want this."
But He Luohui was Gushan Ezhen with a white flag, and Hou Fangyu knew that he simply couldn't resist.
At that moment, I could only grit my teeth, close my eyes, and take off the cotton robe and all the obscene clothes.
He Luohui stood up and walked to the door to put down the curtain. Immediately, a series of strange sounds came from inside the curtain. Several slaves who were originally guarding the bunker hall quickly moved outside.
…
Hou Si held up his sleeves and walked forward carelessly.
Hou Si is one of the twenty death row prisoners who stole the camp tonight.
As Yan Yingyuan said, Jiannu's defense was unimaginably lax.
Hou Si and the others easily sneaked into the Jiannu camp under the cover of night.
After entering the camp, the twenty death row prisoners no longer concealed themselves and walked forward carelessly.
Turning the corner of the gun stand, I saw several packers gathered together, chatting and laughing in low voices while warming themselves by the fire, and their laughter sounded a bit obscene.
"I didn't expect that King Yu would be so fond of this."
"What? Do you have an idea?"
"Don't tell me, you have a pretty face. Maybe you can really give it a try. If King Yu takes your fancy, you will be so prosperous that the crow will turn into a phoenix."
"Fuck you, you turned a crow into a phoenix."
At this point, several wrappers laughed lustfully again.
Hou Si curled his lips, these beasts have forgotten their ancestors.
"Fourth brother, where is the shochu you kept? I'm going to make a fuss."
"There's no shochu left. It's gone. Besides, we're on guard duty."
"No matter what sentry you are guarding, even if you have the courage of a bright dog, you won't dare to sneak attack on our Qing soldiers."
"Didn't you see that all those ambushes went back to the cannon tower to sleep? Only us sentries are left to starve and freeze.
"The boss is right. Fourth, you are not very interesting. I smelled wine from you just now. Take it out and share it quickly, or we will tell your master."
"The Point Guard Is Here"
"No, no, no, don't, can't I give it to you?"
One of the wrappers reluctantly took off a sheepskin bag from his waist.
Seeing a few packers sharing the drinks, Hou Si walked directly past them.
Several of the wrappers didn't even ask, and they all thought Hou Si was a wrapper who got up late at night.
After all, there were as many as 70,000 to 80,000 Bao Yi who accompanied the army on this expedition. There were more than 30,000 Bao Yi who came to Huai'an Mansion with Duduo. It was impossible for them to recognize every one of them.
But as soon as Hou Si got on the gun stand, he bumped into someone.
But he is a tall and strong real slave. You can tell this from his slender forehead. Because he has had a money rat tail hair style since he was a child, his forehead is shiny, but he shaved it halfway.
If the hair is coated, there will usually be green stubble on the forehead, and the difference is very obvious.
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Niyaha felt stuffy in the bunker, so she came up to get some air.
As soon as I walked up, I met Hou Si and asked casually: "Hey, whose slave are you?"
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"Back to the master, I just got up at night and went outside to relieve myself. I don't know what happened and got lost." Hou Si said while trying to go around Niyaha.
Seeing Hou Si walking toward the baggage pile, Niyaha instantly became alert.
After all, he is a veteran who has been fighting for more than ten years and is very vigilant.
"Hey, where are you going?" Niyaha shouted, "Come back!"
After saying that, Niyaha casually pulled out the dagger hidden in the copper wristband.
As a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles, he always carries a sharp knife with him.
Niyaha was about to step forward and grab the collar of this ungrateful "coat", but his vision went dark again, he stumbled suddenly, and fell to the ground.
Hou Si then strode towards the central baggage pile.
"Come here, catch him!" Niyaha shouted.
I wanted to stand up, but my whole body felt limp.
Therefore, Niyaha could only watch as Hou Si passed by the bonfire, picked out a burning firewood and threw it into the baggage pile, and then quickly took off a sheepskin bag from his body.
Pull out the cork from the sheepskin bag and pour it on the baggage pile.
The baggage piled together started to burn and was filled with oil!
"You are not someone's bagger, you are a clear dog!" Niyaha roared.
Furious, Niyaha finally regained some strength and struggled to stand up.
At this time, several packers on guard at the entrance to the gun platform also heard the news and rushed to the gun platform.
"Hurry up and put out the fire!" Niyaha pointed at the rapidly spreading fire and roared, "If you slaves don't hurry up and put out the fire, if something goes wrong with the food and grass supplies, I will skin you!"
"
Niyaha himself held the dagger and strode towards the Ming army spies who set the fire.
Hou Si had completed the task of arson, and his expression suddenly relaxed. Then he turned around and rushed towards Niyaha, and at the same time, he pulled out a dagger from his left and right arm guards.
But this time, Hou Si obviously made a wrong calculation.
Although Niyaha was seriously ill, he was still one of the best in the world.
As soon as they fought, Niyaha easily cut Hou Si's throat with his rich battlefield fighting experience.
Hou Si's eyes widened, he clutched his throat and fell to the ground. His severed throat made a rattling sound, but he could no longer utter a single word.
But at this moment, the baggage pile burst into flames.
"Come and put out the fire!" several coats of clothing wailed miserably.
They seemed to have foreseen their tragic fate. If the food, grass and baggage could not be saved, then the lives of their dogs would certainly not be saved either.
The slaves in the bunker were quickly alerted.
Including He Luohui, they also rushed out of the bunker.
Unfortunately, the fire was completely out of control by this time.
Looking at the baggage that had been completely swallowed up by the fire, He Luohui's face immediately fell.
However, what made He Luohui even more furious was that it was not only the gun platform he was stationed that caught fire, but at least ten surrounding gun platforms caught fire at the same time!
This was not a fire, this was clearly an attack!
In an instant, He Luohui's face turned black.
Now he was in trouble, and King Yu had to skin him.
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Nearly half a month has passed since the troops were divided in Xuzhou, and not a single animal or a grain of grain has been obtained, but a lot of the baggage carried by the army has been lost.
What will happen to the military rations with the white flag in the future?
"What are you still doing? Hurry up and put out the fire! Put out the fire!"
"If you don't rescue the food, grass and baggage, I'll skin you!"
He Luohui was angry, anxious, frightened and frightened, and immediately yelled at Bao Yi.
The surrounding wrappers bravely put out the fire, enduring the burns and pulling out bags of grain, bundles of fodder, and bundles of arrows from the fire.
