Guo Mul, who was eager to save his life, told Zhao Qiang honestly what he knew about the situation under the threat of Rakshasa cannibalism. [] According to him, there were six batches of fleets transporting Heilongjiang through the Songhua River.
After coming to Sandaotun, five batches of grain transport fleets have docked at Sandaotun. The latest fleet went there nine days ago, and the last fleet should have arrived today, but I don’t know why it arrived.
It's not here yet.
Guo Mul'er didn't know how much food each fleet carried, because these fleets only docked at the dock for a short rest, and the soldiers and boatmen on the ships were not allowed to disembark, and the soldiers and people on the shore were not allowed to go to the river, so the
It is impossible to know how much grain the ship carried. However, each fleet trip consisted of twenty or thirty ships, large and small, and the ships were all covered with linen. From the draft of the ship, we can know that the amount of grain transported by the ship was by no means a small number.
Zhao Qiang and the others walked along the Songhua River to Sandaotun. The river had frozen in some areas along the way, so Zhao Qiang guessed that it was because of the freezing that the Qing army's last grain transport fleet was delayed, so they failed to arrive on time.
Sandaotun. Thinking that this fleet is likely to arrive at the village tomorrow, Zhao Qiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face. Even Zheng Guohui and others around him laughed spontaneously. Everyone thought in their hearts that it was not in vain after all.
Come on this trip.
Knowing that there was still the last fleet to pass by, his worries disappeared. Now he needed to consider how to solve the problem of escorting the Qing army. Zhao Qiang asked Guo Mul: "What kind of soldiers are escorting the fleet?"
Guo Muler is still very honest, and he is ready to exchange his cooperation for his own life.
"Back to grandpa, because these grains were transported from different places such as Jilin, Shengjing, Ningguta, etc., the officers and soldiers escorting them were also different. They were from each banner, and the number of people was also uncertain. However, the number of people who transported the grains on this last trip was also different.
The fleet comes from Jilin, so the escorting troops are naturally the troops of General Jilin."
"General Jilin?"
Zhao Qiang raised a question mark between his eyebrows. General Ningguta Bahai and Heilongjiang General Sabusu knew about it, but he didn't know who the other two generals outside Guan, General Shengjing and General Jilin were. After the spring of next year, Guan Ning's army
We are about to go south to fight, so it is necessary to have some advance understanding of the opponents we will meet in the future. It would be great for Guo Mul to provide some information. He then asked: "Who is General Jilin?"
Guo Mul of course knew who General Jilin was. Although he was just a junior leader, he had business in various places outside the customs, so he must be familiar with the local dignitaries, and emotional contact was also essential. This General Jilin
He was one of the most important people he had to pay homage to in his annual gift list. Since he was very familiar with her, the answer was much easier to answer. In case Zhao Qiang, a Han slave, didn't quite understand, he even made some introductions.
"General Jilin was originally General Ningguta. In the 15th year of Kangxi's reign, the imperial court ordered that the Dutong originally stationed in Ningguta be moved to Jilin. The station was also upgraded from Dutong's Yamen to General's Yamen. The current Jilin General is called Xinzhu. He is our Manchurian general.
The man with the yellow flag is said to be after the founding five ministers, but he is not really young and I don’t know. He is in his early forties and is the youngest among the generals outside the customs. Because Jilin borders North Korea, his troops are also young.
It’s a strong army and a strong horse.”
Zhao Qiang knew about the so-called founding five ministers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. These five people were E Yidu, Fei Yingdong, He Heli, Fei Yanggu and Hu Erhan. However, Jilin General Xinzhu was the descendant of which of these five people, but Zhao Qiang did not know.
But this is not important. What is important is how many troops the new columnist has. Jilin borders North Korea. In the plan for the war against the Qing Dynasty, Hu Wang's vanguard division will send troops from Jilin, so for this vanguard division blocking the
Zhao Qiang needs more information about the Jilin general in front of him, especially how many soldiers and horses he has, so that he can report the situation to Hu Wang in a timely manner and then make targeted deployments.
"How many troops does he have?"
After hearing Zhao Qiang's question, Guo Mul'er looked embarrassed and said with some hesitation: "Grandpa, this is embarrassing the little one. The little one is just an assistant, and he belongs to Ning Guta. He just does things on weekdays without asking anything."
When it comes to buying and selling, it is more appropriate to say that a small person is a businessman than to say that a small person is an official..."
"Why is there so much nonsense? If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. Let's talk about the important things!"
Zhao Qiang wanted to know how many troops Xinzhu had under his command, but no matter what Guo Mul's material was, he couldn't help but yelled angrily when he saw Guo Mul talking nonsense and trying to get rid of him.
"Yes Yes."
When Zhao Qiang shouted at him, Guo Muler shuddered and did not dare to play tricks again. He thought about it carefully and said cautiously: "As far as I know, the Jilin General's Yamen has the deputy chief of Boduna, and the deputy chief of the third surname.
The Dutong, the Deputy Dutong of Jilin, the Deputy Dutong of Alchuka, the Deputy Dutong of Lalin and the Deputy Dutt of Hunchun, a total of six deputy dutong yamen. According to the rules of the Qing Dynasty, each deputy dutong yamen is governed by at least
There are two assistant leaders. Usually one assistant leader leads two assistant leaders. Therefore, it is estimated that General Jilin has almost twenty-four assistant leaders' troops, plus troops and horses directly under the general's mansion. I am afraid there must be
Thirty assistants lead troops and horses." At this point, Guo Mule flattered Zhao Qiang with a flattering smile and said: "But grandpa may not know that the Eight Banners of our Qing Dynasty outside the pass are divided into elite Eight Banners and garrison Eight Banners. Like the small
The soldiers we lead are to garrison the Eight Banners. I am not afraid of grandpa’s jokes. Most of the soldiers garrisoning the Eight Banners are not composed of our Manchus, but are requisitioned from all ethnic groups. We usually let them guard the territory for us Manchus. When trouble occurs, we will mobilize them.
They go to be cannon fodder, there is no training at all, and their armor and equipment are of the lowest quality. Therefore, the Eight Banners Garrison's combat power is really useless and is just a decoration. But the elite Eight Banners are different. All the soldiers are me.
Authentic Manchu disciples, their skills on horseback are among the best, they have the old foundation, they are very powerful. When I entered the Qing Dynasty, I relied on these elite Eight Banners. When the Han people in the Pass saw our elite Eight Banners soldiers, they didn't just run away.
Just crying for father and mother..."
Before Guo Muler could finish speaking, he heard several Han-looking robbers pointing at him and scolding him:
"You're the one who just ran away! It's not that we Han people can't defeat you Tatars, we can't defeat those traitors! If it weren't for those two Tatars, how could our Han people's beautiful country fall into the hands of you barbarians!"
"Fuck you! What kind of bullshit elite Eight Banners have the ability to let them beat us!"
"What kind of gold do you want to put on your face, you little bitch? If you're so fucking stinky, I'll cut your tongue out!"
"The little ones don't dare, heroes, please calm down!..."
Hearing these words, which were all in Chinese, Guo Mul was also stunned. He was so frightened that he kept begging for mercy and did not dare to say anything anymore, for fear that one of his words would be wrong again and make these Han bandits angry.
Zhao Qiang raised his hand to stop the shouting Han officers and told them to shut up. Then he said to Guo Mule very kindly: "They are all rough people. Sir Zuoling, don't be the same as them."
How could Guo Mule dare to take these words seriously? When he heard this, he just smiled and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."
Zhao Qiang was eager to know the situation in Jilin, regardless of whether Guo Muler dared or not, and then asked: "How many elite Eight Banners troops are there under Xinzhu?"
"Well..." Guo Mul thought briefly and held out two fingers: "There are at least six assistants leading two thousand soldiers."
"Two thousand elite Eight Banners soldiers?"
After Zhao Qiang heard this number, he stood there without saying anything. When Guo Mul saw this, he just said that the other party did not believe him, and hurriedly said: "I am telling the truth. Xinzhu does have two thousand elite Eight Banners soldiers. Grandpa, if you don't believe it,
, you can ask people to inquire about it and find out.”
Zhao Qiang smiled at Guo Mul after hearing this: "I'm sorry you don't dare to deceive me. By the way, let me ask you, how many soldiers are there in these first few escort ships?"
In the first five batches of fleets that passed by, Guo Mul and Ge Geli were responsible for supplying and receiving the Eight Banners soldiers escorting them, so this question can be answered without much thought.
"The largest number are from Shengjing, with more than 400 people. The few are from Ningguta, with only more than 100 people, and the others are only about 200 to 300 people."
"They are all cavalry," Guo Mul added.
After hearing this, Zhao Qiang nodded slightly and said to Zheng Guohui beside him: "At this rate, there will not be many Qing troops escorting this last fleet."
Zheng Guohui nodded and said: "I'm afraid there are only two to three hundred people. With such a small number of people, the general's troops can deal with them."
"If the victory or defeat of a war is determined solely by the number of people, then there is nothing left to fight in this war. It will only matter whoever has the larger number. No matter how many enemies there are, we must psychologically despise each other, but in actual battles, we must pay attention to each other.
You know? Only in this way can we avoid making mistakes. You have to know that our family has a weak foundation and cannot withstand big troubles."
Zhao Qiang was pointing out Zheng Guohui from the front, but Guo Mule was frightened when he heard this. He thought that these Han slaves colluded with the Rakshasa people to gain food. He was both shocked and frightened, and stood there without daring to say anything. But in his mind
After wandering around for a few times, he decided to remind these Han slaves, otherwise if they suffered a loss when they started to rob the grain, they would take all the anger out on himself, and their heads would still be taken off by them.
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"There is one more thing I forgot to mention."
While discussing with Zheng Guohui how to deal with the escorting Eight Banners cavalry, Zhao Qiang heard Guo Mul's cry and turned to glance at him: "Say."
Guo Mul bowed and said, "I forgot to tell my grandpa and all the other heroes that there were soldiers on the ship carrying food, but they were all people stationed at the Eight Banners, and some were armored and coated slaves. There were more than a hundred soldiers in total."
"People, these people plus shipwrights and sailors, there are always hundreds of people on a ship. So if grandpas have the idea to move this grain transport fleet, they have to count the people on this ship." After saying this, he saw the other party.
A pair of eyes glanced back and forth at him with very strange expressions. Guo Mulu's scalp suddenly felt numb and he laughed dryly: "I'm just thinking about my own head, hehe... hehe..."
"Since you know that Xiang Tou is closely related to whether we can succeed, you might as well give us some advice so that we can successfully rob the food and leave. Then we can fulfill our promise and let you go back."
Zhao Qiang didn't really expect Guo Mul to give him any good ideas, but he was just teasing him, because he found that Guo Mul, like Anmar, was a very interesting Manchu, and both had the potential to become Guan Ning.
He was an internal agent of the army and a traitor of the Manchus, so I wanted to test him to see if he was really willing to be an "unfilial person" of the Manchus because he was afraid of death.
"Grandpa, this really stumps the young one." Guo Muler sneered: "The young man is very afraid of death once he is useful in leading troops in a war. How can he have any good ideas for the grandfathers?"
After two "nos", Guo Muler boldly took a step forward and said mysteriously: "Youngster really has a good idea to help grandpas make things happen, but I don't know if grandpas are willing?"
"Oh?" Zhao Qiang was intrigued by Guo Mul's words, and he took a step forward and patted his shoulder encouragingly: "Just tell me, if it is feasible, I will accept your idea."
With Zhao Qiang's encouragement, Guo Mul'er seemed to have received another promise not to kill. He raised his waist slightly and said, "The villain's idea is that the grandfathers might as well wear the uniforms of the garrison soldiers, pretend to be the younger men, and take down the villagers."
Clean it up so that no flaws are exposed, so that when the fleet and the transport team arrive tomorrow, there will be no suspicion. After the fleet docks, the grandfathers surprise the escort officers and soldiers, and then board the ship to unload the food. Those on the ship
The garrison and the armored men are no match for our grandfathers. Then the food will fall into our hands smoothly!"