The two sides began formal discussions on the exchange of prisoners of war.
Yada and Kayal had the highest status among the prisoners of war, and the priest was the first to bring them up, asking the Liberation Army to release them first.
Zhu Hongyu refused directly.
Just kidding, Yada and Kayal have the highest status among the prisoners of war, so if they want to be exchanged, they can only be placed at the bottom.
The two sides continued to argue, and Zhu Hongyu refused to let go, which frustrated the Spaniards' plan to first exchange for Yada and other higher-status prisoners of war.
This made the priest look very unhappy.
He came on behalf of Bishop Sares. Bishop Sares, the money collector, had specifically told him that he wanted to redeem Yada.
The bishop is still very concerned about his reputation for collecting money to do things.
But Zhu Hongyu refused to let go, and neither did the priest.
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Yada, who was originally on the fat side, can now be praised as slim.
Hard work, scarce food, and excellent weight loss results.
Yada's round, fat face is now so thin that the outline of her cheekbones can be seen.
That’s called a sharp edge!
Her red hair, which was originally smooth, now looks like withered grass, messy and lackluster.
Yada swung the hammer in his hand and smashed it hard against the large piece of limestone in front of him.
After dozens of hits, the large pieces of limestone were smashed into small pieces. He squatted on the ground, picked up the gravel one by one, and put it into his backpack.
He picked up his backpack and walked towards the water conservancy forging hammer.
The Liberation Army built several water-powered forges in the river valley.
These hydraulic forging hammers are not only used to replace manpower, forge swords, and make plate armor, they also crush limestone and crush the limestone into powder, which is turned into raw materials for making cement.
However, the use of hydraulic forging hammers also has great limitations.
A hydraulic forging hammer can only crush small pieces of limestone.
When encountering large pieces of limestone, you can only use manpower to break the large pieces of limestone into small pieces before crushing them with a hydraulic forging hammer.
This kind of work is purely physical work.
It was definitely not possible to ask the old, weak, women and children of the Liberation Army to do it, so Zhu Hongyu handed over the matter to the Spanish prisoners of war.
Anyway, prisoners of war are not worth anything. You can use them to death, and you won't feel bad if you die from exhaustion.
And, in order to urge prisoners of war to complete their daily crushing tasks.
The Liberation Army provided each of these prisoners with a limited supply of food every day and set strict task standards. If they could not complete the task, they would not be able to eat.
There were also Liberation Army soldiers armed with whips, steel knives, and muskets supervising the work. Anyone who dared to be lazy would be beaten and kicked mercilessly.
It is almost a replica of the treatment Zhu Hongyu and others received in the mine!
The heavy physical work, limited food, and beatings from the overseers, in a short period of time, many Spaniards were exhausted to death.
But Zhu Hongyu didn't feel the slightest bit sad about going there. He just wanted to say that Ma De deserved it!
Compared with the two massacres in Huazhong, the sufferings endured by the Chinese in Manila are nothing like this!
The exquisite leather boots on Yada's feet had long been worn out, and the soles of his feet had blisters.
Then the blisters burst, bleeding and pus formed, and the pain was excruciating.
He staggered step by step and walked with difficulty. Hunger made him feel like there was a fire burning in his belly, and he felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes.
As the sole heir of the Scotch family, he had grown up pampered and pampered. How could he have ever suffered such a crime?
However, just as Yada's speed slowed down slightly, a whip struck Yada's face mercilessly with a snap.
There was a whip mark on his face, and the skin and flesh of the wound were turned out, making him look extremely hideous.
A Liberation Army soldier yelled.
"Hurry up, move slowly, if you can't finish the work, you won't have anything to eat today!"
At this moment, a Spaniard not far away suddenly fell to the ground, and the small pieces of limestone in his basket were scattered all over the ground.
Several Liberation Army soldiers stepped forward and waved their whips directly at the Spaniard.
After beating him for a while, seeing that the man had no reaction, a Liberation Army soldier came forward, tried to breathe, then shook his head and said.
"The man is dead, let someone dig a hole and bury him!"
After that, he kicked the dead body on the ground.
"Damn, what a waste! He's going to die now!"
Seeing the resentful and angry looks cast by the Spanish prisoners of war around him, the Liberation Army soldier drew out the dagger he was about to draw with a clang.
He looked around fiercely and scolded.
"What are you looking at? What are you looking at?"
“Look at how today everyone’s food is halved!”
"Damn it, where are you now? How did you Spaniards bully me in the mine? I will pay you back one by one!"
He was one of those who initially followed Zhu Hongyu in the uprising, and he was a veritable founding father of the Ming Dynasty.
If he can survive until Zhu Hongyu regains the Central Plains, it won't be a problem to get a title.
He was born as a miner. Before the uprising, he was often bullied by his supervisors and his life was miserable.
But now the situation has changed, the Liberation Army has captured many Spanish prisoners of war, and it is his turn to vent his anger and revenge!
Now, apart from completing the training tasks of the Liberation Army and going home to sleep with his mother-in-law every day, his greatest pleasure is to serve as a supervisor and manage these Spanish prisoners of war.
The bodies of the exhausted Spanish prisoners of war were dragged down, dug into a random hole and buried.
Yada and others were driven with whips to continue working!
It wasn't until dark that Yada and the others were allowed to rest.
A group of people were driven back to the cell. Yada was lying on the ground, staring blankly at the twinkling stars in the sky. After a whole day of intense labor, he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.
But he tried hard to keep himself from falling asleep.
The reason is simple. The Liberation Army usually distributes food after they have finished their tasks for the day.
After Yada struggled for half an hour, the Liberation Army soldiers who delivered the food finally arrived.
A Liberation Army soldier was carrying a basket with corn tortillas in it. Each person was given a ration of three yuan a day.
Seeing the people in front of him wolfing down the pancakes immediately after receiving them, Yada couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Coarse grain tortillas, a food that he would never even look at before, now seems to Yada to be a rare delicacy.
Although the corn tortillas have a rough texture, the sweetness of the corn is very prominent, and the taste is even better than the honey milk bread he often ate before.
Smelling the aroma of food in the air, Yada couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
However, when it was his turn, the Liberation Army soldier who distributed food to them actually ignored him.
Yada extended his hand out of the fence to take the food, but he watched helplessly as the Liberation Army soldiers jumped over him and distributed the food to others.
Just when Yada was in a daze, he saw Zhu Hongyu coming from a distance.
Zhu Hongyu glanced at Yada who was in a daze and said.
"Bring the person out!"
As he spoke, he motioned to the Liberation Army soldiers behind him to lift Yada out.
Yada was already too hungry to resist and walked out of the prison obediently.
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