According to the order of General Li, Long Yanjun sent a disguised team into the refugees.
This camouflage team brought weapons.
There are also several muskets.
He Dong, the captain of this team, took the team with him because they had guns and a small amount of food and were willing to share.
These long-hungry refugees quickly accepted them.
"Brother, where do you get all this food from?"
"You look like Longyan people. Didn't this thing really come from Sydney?"
He Dong smiled and responded: "You have been here for so long, do you think the situation in Sydney will be very good?"
The refugees who had never been to the city shook their heads, but they felt that Sydney, such a big city, must have the food they needed.
It’s just that if the people inside don’t come out, they won’t be saved!
He Dong sighed: "You think there is food inside, but the people inside think there is food outside."
"I came out from inside, but the gun and the food in my hand were not taken out from inside."
He Dong patted the bag and musket in his hand.
The refugee looked at the bag and swallowed, but when he saw He Dong's hand never leaving the musket, he could only lower his head in fear.
"Let me tell you, all these things I have come from the French!"
"I went to the port and got these. If you want to eat, you have to go to the port!"
When this refugee heard the word port, his eyes were filled with fear. The port was not a good place for him.
There gathered the French who took everything away from them!
They also have guns in their hands.
The refugee was obviously afraid of these French people, but he watched He Dong take out a small piece of food from his bag and put it in his mouth, making a chewing sound.
His mouth moved, but he couldn't taste the slightest taste.
The acid secreted from his intestines and stomach made him even hungrier.
I could only keep swallowing my saliva, trying to curb my hunger in this way.
But it obviously doesn't have much effect.
Finally, unable to endure his hunger any longer, he plucked up the courage to ask: "Will you go to the port again? Please take me with you next time. I don't think it will hold you back!"
Hearing this, He Dong smiled and said in a pretentious tone: "We will go, but we don't have enough manpower now. If you can find more people, this will be the best thing."
When the refugee heard that there was hope, he was like a manipulated puppet, desperately spreading the news.
Soon these refugees staying underground in Sydney were discussing one thing.
Do you want to go to the port to find something to eat?
Do you want to kill those French people?
This incident quickly spread virally among the refugees.
"You will die if you carry it here, why not go and fight!"
"Anyway, someone is charging ahead, I'm just going to pick them up!"
"It's okay, everything will be okay!"
Countless people have come up with countless ideas to go to the port to find food, and this idea wraps around them like a curse.
Over the next few days, He Dong saw these refugees developing this incident more and more violently.
It's like a dynamite barrel that will explode soon.
He Dong believes that the time is now ripe. After seeing all this, He Dong feels that now is the best time!
At this time, he led the Longyan team to stand up, and he will lead the revolution in this war!