One hundred and fiftieth chapter Dingyuan battle twenty-four
"Whoosh"
The sharp arrow shot out of the air, and before the whistling sound stopped, a yellow sheep fell down with the arrow and made a miserable cry. []uuThe yellow sheep were fleeing in panic, but at the speed of an arrow from the string, they were heading towards
They ran away into the dense forest further away, leaving only their injured companions wailing one after another. In the distance, birds hovered in the sky, daring not to fall for a long time.
"General Banner, the young men were lucky enough to live up to their orders and hunted six yellow sheep!"
At the edge of the woods, a small team of sergeants tied up several hunted yellow sheep and carried them firmly to the front of the detachment leader He Manchuan. The leader of the team was smiling, looking at his prey very happily. He had just thought about it.
How do you eat this yellow sheep at night? Do you want to braise it with some aniseed like the mutton you eat in your hometown? Or do you like the people here and grill it over a bonfire. Unfortunately, this place doesn’t have any garlic or green onions.
Yes, if the braised ingredient is really difficult to prepare, I can only bake it and eat it. The team leader curled his lips a bit, but soon the smile came to his lips again. After eating dry food for a few days, he finally managed to eat it.
When I got fresh yellow mutton, I paid so much attention to it. I ran a few steps and reported the good news to the detachment leader.
Although the Northern Pioneer Corps has a strength of 2,200 people, including a brigade of the Second Infantry Regiment, in terms of military rank, He Manchuan is the highest among the officers, but he is only the commander-in-chief. The one of the Infantry Regiment
The captain of the brigade is assigned to the military post of Hundred Households, and is nominally one level higher than the general banner of He Manchuan. However, this brigade captain was actually He Manchuan's subordinate in the Mabu Camp. In terms of qualifications, the brigade captain would not dare to claim to be superior to He Manchuan, let alone
He is the captain of the division commander's guards and the leader of the northern pioneering detachment personally appointed by the division commander. Not to mention anything else, just that he personally went to Chahar Mongolia to bring the Mongolian brigade to the division is a great achievement.
.So overtly and covertly, He Manchuan's general banner was so valuable that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with those Qianhu. Therefore, the captain did not look down on him as a captain or disobey the command just because he was one level higher than He Manchuan.
The rank of the new Han military camp has not yet been determined. The commander of the Han military camp is Xiaoqi Zhao Shangzhi, a former soldier of the 1st Infantry Regiment. He was promoted to Xiaoqi due to his merits in the Dingyuan battle. After the Han military camp was established, he was temporarily transferred to lead it. On the
The military title was still authoritative, and none of his six hundred battalion officers could compare with the general banner of He, so he only followed He's lead along the way and did not dare to conflict with He because of the large number of subordinates.
He Manchuan led the Northern Pioneer Team to the north for seven or eight days. Along the way, he found three indigenous tribes who all lived in villages. Each village had a population of only one to two hundred. In the face of the powerful Northern Pioneer Team, these three tribes
This small village did not have the courage to resist, so they obediently took all their belongings to Yask, which they had never been to. All 260 young and strong men from the three villages were retained and organized into the auxiliary barracks. He Manchuan
The purpose is very simple, just like Qi Zhuang and Hu Wang, and lead these newly captured young men of various tribes to conquer other tribes.
New blood supplements old blood, and the loyalty of sergeants of all ethnic groups to Guan Ning's army is cultivated during conquest. This has been instilled into the minds of every officer and officer as a rule that must be remembered by officers.
"Jiang Si, take your people to skin the yellow sheep. Let the old brothers come over tonight. I'll treat you all to a drink."
Although the taste of the yellow mutton was a little worse, it wasn't much worse. We had been marching for days and all we ate were dry food. Today we were lucky enough to encounter this herd of yellow sheep. He Manchuan hurriedly asked Jiang Si to lead people to hunt. There were not many archers in the army.
The crosshairs were a bit off, and after a lot of effort, this small group of soldiers managed to shoot a few, finally allowing everyone to eat some fresh meat.
Looking at the few yellow sheep that were constantly struggling and bleeding profusely from the arrow wounds, He Manchuan had a strong appetite. Under the blue sky and dense forest, it was a good time to eat a big meal and drink from a big bowl. He thought that there were seven or eight people in the detachment.
He Manchuan wanted to have a nice drink with the old brothers from Songshan Fort. There were fewer and fewer old brothers coming to the north. The Wu army who lived in the same wooden house as He in Songshan Fort had already killed twelve people in the north and back.
There are still fourteen people left, three of whom are disabled and have been assigned to Mincao in Shouyi City by the division commander. The remaining eleven, except for themselves, are all in the East and West Second Road Detachment. It is not known whether they will survive after the war.
Here are the next few.
How many people can return to the battlefield since ancient times? He Manchuan, whose thoughts drifted from yellow mutton to his old brother, suddenly thought of this ancient poem that he heard from a scholar before.
The robes left one by one, and even now, I can’t remember how many familiar men have been buried in the ground. Indeed, of the once powerful Wu army, only a few people could really return to their hometown.
I don't know if he will survive until the day when he goes south to the pass with the commander of the division. It has been seven years since he returned home. He Manchuan's nose is a little sore when he thinks of his blind old mother and crippled younger brother at home. As the eldest son and eldest brother, he has
My mother has not fulfilled her responsibilities as a son or brother to her brothers, so she has always been precarious. Like most officers of the Wu army, she is drunk now and drunk the next. After being captured and sent outside the customs,
He even gave up the idea of returning to the pass, and there was no news about his hometown, as if all his cares and memories in this life had been wiped out. After the Songshan Fort uprising, He Manchuan had no hope of relying on these few things.
What a feat a hundred men can accomplish, but the division commander snowballed Guan Ning's army from a few hundred runaway slaves into an army of tens of thousands in just a few months.
The Rakshasa people have no ability to resist. If the situation continues, after the Dingyuan battle is over, the troops outside the pass will be just around the corner.
Mom, please hold on, it won’t take long for Manchuan to go back to see you. Live, I must live, go back to see my mother alive, arrange marriage for my brother, and let the incense of my old He family be passed on!
"drink wine?"
Jiang Si didn't notice that Mr. He Qi's face suddenly looked a little sad. His attention was attracted by Mr. Qikou's drinking. Because the army didn't have any wine and no one knew how to make wine, where did Mr. Qi get the wine?
Invite the old brothers to drink?
"oh."
He Manchuan, who was brought back to reality by Jiang Si, adjusted his emotions in time and laughed: "The wine of the Rakshasa people is very strong. Ma Baihu got it from Dingyuan City. The leader of our division calls the Rakshasa people's wine Volga.
I heard that the people from Shouyi City Hospital also used this volga to relieve pain for our wounded. The effect is good. After drinking it, it is more effective than anesthesia... I shamelessly asked Ma Baihu for a few bottles, but it's not much. You can have it later.
Take it easy and don't leave me with nothing to drink. If it's gone, it will be gone. I don't have anywhere to get this Volga at this time."
"Oh, that's good!"
Jiang Si had not tasted wine for two years. Hearing this, he smiled happily and said: "Of course, brothers are not illiterate, but having said that, if the boss invites old brothers to drink, he can't be too stingy, brother.
If we are happy drinking, you would be too embarrassed to stop us..."
"It's you, Mr. Jiang, who is so naughty." He Manchuan glared at Jiang Si angrily: "Stop standing there and take your people to skin the yellow sheep."
"Okay, let's go now!"
Jiang Si laughed, and then waved back to his men: "Let's go and skin the yellow sheep." After walking a few steps, he heard General He Qi tell him a little uneasily: "Jiang Si, you have to straighten up.
Be cleaner and don't keep those with rotten intestines and stomachs, I don't like those."
It's not good for you, but it's good for me. This haggis is so delicious. Jiang Si turned around absentmindedly and nodded, happily leading people to the river.
"General Banner, we have been out for seven or eight days, and we have only gained a few hundred people. This ghost place is so big that you can't see anyone even if you walk for a day. If this continues, when can we go back?"
After Jiang Laosi led the people away, Wei Xiaojiang, who had been standing behind He Manchuan, took a few steps forward and said worriedly.
After listening to Wei Xiaojiang's words, He Manchuan nodded. He also liked Xiaojiang. Since the Battle of Tu'erling, the division commander had taken him with him. He, Chen Wei, Yan Qian, and Xu Ping could not say no.
In a few words, the only thing he said was that he was close to me, and I quite liked this child because he looked a bit like his poor second brother with a crutch.
"It won't work like this. Looking for people in this ghost place is like looking for a needle in a haystack. The further north you go, the harder it is to walk and the fewer people there are." Speaking of this, He Manchuan felt a little heavy and whispered to Wei Xiaojiang: "Before leaving,
, the division commander told me that although our Guan Ning Army has a large territory now, this place is different from Guan Nei. There is no shortage of things, but people. Now we have occupied several Rakshasa strongholds, and the horses have to occupy them.
In many areas, the troops and manpower are too tight. In the future, on the one hand, we will send our troops southward, and on the other hand, we must consolidate and occupy the territories to prevent the Rakshasa people from taking advantage of them. Therefore, we must quickly expand the army. The Rakshasa people are easy to fight, but the Tatars are difficult.
To fight, they have internal military support, including the Eight Banners, the Mongols, and the Han Army Green Camp. They can mobilize tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of troops to fight us at any time, but we are losing one person to another, so we must expand as soon as possible..."
At this point, He Manchuan suddenly glanced at Wei Xiaojiang and said in a very mysterious tone: "I might as well tell you that the division commander made it clear that in April next year, we may have a head-on confrontation with the Tatars. Moreover, the place where the battle will occur may be Luo.
Yaksa occupied by the Chas."
"Yaksa?" Wei Xiaojiang was stunned. He followed the division commander and heard about this place many times. He asked with some confusion: "Isn't Yaksa occupied by the Rakshasa people? Why are we fighting with the Qing Tatars?
Will there be a big fight at the place where the Rakshasa people live?"
He Manchuan shook his head. He couldn't figure out this question either: "The division commander said yes. He has to be further away than us. We still have to complete our errands now."
"Yes, I understand." Wei Xiaojiang nodded like a man, and then sighed: "But if this continues, when will we be able to complete our errand?"
He Manchuan didn't answer. This question really bothered him. He walked a few steps forward silently, stared at the distant mountains for a while, and then slapped his head fiercely: "Split up the troops!"
"Divide the troops?" Wei Xiaojiang was confused by He Manchuan's appearance and looked at him with confusion.
"Tomorrow the pioneering team will be divided into three teams and head north thirty miles apart. I don't believe it will be more difficult for us to find people in three groups than in one group!"