On the way back, we passed Akoli Village again. Li Chengzong, the original subordinate and descendant of Li Dingguo, warmly greeted Captain Jia and his colleagues in the arrest team.
After being attacked twice by bandits, the number of defenders in the village more than doubled to nearly 600.
The Deyang Battalion that was originally stationed here was transferred due to heavy losses, and a new Shaanxi-Gansu Green Battalion was transferred here.
After Jia Liu entered the village, he found a group of Shaanxi-Gansu soldiers studying something around a cannon. Later, the soldiers used a wooden frame to try to raise the cannon at an angle.
It means the muzzle is at a 45 degree angle.
Jia Liu was a layman when it came to artillery. He was really curious when he saw that these battalion soldiers spent so much effort just to fire the artillery at an angle and couldn't help but ask them what their purpose was.
"Let me tell you, sir, the enemy's stone blockhouse is too strong. Our current cannon cannot explode at all, so we thought we could fire the cannon at an angle, so that the shells might be able to hit the top of the stone blockhouse."
One of the gunners was afraid that Jia Liu wouldn't understand, so he drew an arc in the air with his hand, meaning that the fired shells would not be as straight as before, but would directly hit the interior of the stone blockhouse in an arc shape.
Even though Jia Liu was a layman on artillery, he couldn't help but think of mortars.
Looking at the stone blockhouse not far away, I thought: Yes, isn't the mortar the best weapon to deal with this kind of stone blockade?
It's like a giant is covered in armor, with no flaws from top to bottom, but only a bare head. If you concentrate on attacking this head, wouldn't you be able to knock the giant down?
But he didn't say anything, and he wouldn't give any instructions. He just watched the Shaanxi-Gansu camp soldiers doing experiments.
The reason is that the longer Jinchuan fights, the more beneficial it will be to him.
If the Qing army was equipped with mortars similar to mortars on a large scale, how could they mine in the Jinshan Mountains?
The test result must have failed. The temporarily assembled wooden frame could not withstand the vibration of the artillery launch.
All the soldiers were disappointed, but Jia Liu knew that they were on the right path.
He did not leave, but chatted with the green camp soldiers and learned that they were originally under the control of Dong Tianbi, the admiral of Sichuan, and had been stationed at Dimuda, southwest of the camp, for half a year.
Because Akoli Village, a key transit point on the grain road, was often attacked by bandits, the superiors took them away from Dimuda.
"The superiors have transferred you from Mr. Dong's place to this side, so wouldn't Mr. Dong have fewer soldiers?"
Jia Liu is an Eight Banners officer, and the Green Camp soldiers will definitely not be wary of him. Some people are saying that the front line is now in a tight situation, and there is no extra manpower to call back or replenish.
"You don't know, sir, but the brothers in front are working one by one, and the brothers are in this terrible place." A younger soldier from the camp was complaining, and the older man next to him quickly tugged at him.
Jia Liu smiled, turned and left.
Wen Fu kept moving troops from the front to the rear, which was exactly what the thieves wanted to achieve by attacking the grain road.
But this is a conspiracy, and Wen Fu cannot be helped.
Transferring back and forth will inevitably lead to the weakening of the garrison force somewhere on the front line. Once the rebels find out about this situation, they will definitely change from passive to active, and the Qing army will definitely be in big trouble by then.
As a disciple of the Eight Banners, can Jia Liu sit idly by and ignore it?
I really don't care.
Wen Zhongtang himself led a group of plateau soldiers with obvious problems into the Muguomu camp. Even if he did not move troops from the front to the rear, something would inevitably happen.
And he wished that Wen Zhongtang would fart as soon as possible.
After walking a few steps, I was suddenly stunned. It seemed that there were troops descending from the plateau in Menuo's official village!
If this fucking group of people were divided into two groups and came one after another to fake surrender, wouldn't it mean that Jia Liu and his gang were dancing with wolves?
The problem is a bit serious.
According to his preliminary understanding of the anti-Qing forces in Jinchuan, the survivors of the Ming Dynasty are part of it, and the Miao Yao forces are part of it, but the main force now is the plateau soldiers.
And he was only on the line with Lu Yuanguang, a remnant of the Ming Dynasty, and had no contact with the plateau soldiers. Therefore, if the troops from the plateau were to surrender, it would cause chaos. Even if Master Jia wanted to raise a white flag, they would not care.
The more I think about it, the more surprised I become.
"Master Jia, what are you thinking about?"
When Li Chengzong came over, he saw Mr. Jia frowning and couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing."
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Seeing that it was almost time to rest, Jia Liu said, "It's getting late, I'm leading the team back."
Li Chengzong nodded: "It's not safe on the road, Master Jia, please be more careful."
Jia Liu smiled, gathered his men and continued back to Meino Village.
After passing the place where Arles and other Manchurian soldiers died in battle, I felt really cold in my heart for no reason.
I wonder if the dead ghosts were squatting on the roadside watching him.
Two days later, Jia Liu led the team back to Meinuo Village. He did not go to the dispatch room to report on work, but went to see Hua Gou Xiong first.
Unexpectedly, when Hua Gou Xiong saw him, it was like he was seeing his own father, and he howled.
Looking again, I have obviously lost weight.
My belly was round when I left, but now it feels flat.
It’s only been a few days!
When I looked at it again, the bamboo that I was reluctant to eat at first turned into bear excrement.
Jia Liu was furious and immediately found Wu Laoer, who was in charge of Hua Gou Xiong's food, and asked him if he had deducted Gou Dan's food.
"Sir, how dare you, little one? As you command, it will eat whatever I eat."
Wu Laoer quickly defended himself and gave an excuse that Jia Liu thought was reasonable.
Hua Gouxiong may be because he misses his boss and his boss's boss too much, so he has no appetite these days. If he doesn't think about food and tea, he will definitely lose weight.
Looking at Wu Laoer who had taken away his crutch to lean on, Jia Liu decided to spare him this time and told the other party to arrange the chess pieces and come back to kill two games.
He then asked Shuan Zhu to get some meat and rice for Goudan, and then Jia Liu went to the dispatch room to meet Lao Cui.
I bumped into Guo Guangquan on the road and learned from the other person that the Huang guerrilla was hit in the chest by a bandit's musket and died that night after he was brought back.
Jia Liu immediately expressed deep sympathy.
"Liuzi, please don't do this kind of thing to me in the future. You are stupid. Others can't even hide. You stick to it yourself. You are really beaten to death by thieves. Where are you going to complain?"
As a veteran, Guo Guangquan understood that the young Liuzi wanted to climb up, so he was eager to make contributions, but he must be reminded that he could climb up, but it depends on when.
Around the year before and after, the bandits were very active in the rear, and many people called them to attack. Yesterday, a grain transport team was completely wiped out, and not a single one of the more than 300 battalion soldiers escorted came back alive.
It made people in the village panic.
At this time, it is not worthwhile to lose your life for meritorious service.
He also told Jia Liu that things that were not his responsibility, such as transportation and payment, must not be involved anymore. The merit belongs to others, but if something goes wrong, he will be unlucky.
That is to say, the higher-ups know that the responsibility does not lie with Jia Liu, and Jia Liu also took back half of his military pay, otherwise he would definitely be punished.
Jia Liuzi thanked Guo Guangquan repeatedly for his kind reminder, and said that he would invite Guo Guangquan and several other adults to have a drink after handover.
"You should go there quickly. It seems that Lao Cui just came back from Liu Butang."
Guo Guangquan had something to do, so he didn't say anything more and went straight over to get busy.
When Jia Liu arrived at the dispatch room, he saw Lao Cui talking to a few people. He saw Jia Liu hurriedly waving for him to come in: "You came back just in time. Tomorrow you will lead a team to deliver a batch of food to Admiral Dong at Dimuda."
"Let me transport food?"
Jia Liu was stunned.
Mr. Cui also looked helpless: "It's not that I'm embarrassing you, it's that the village is short of manpower. It said that the arrest team has to transport food."
"Sir, is there any discussion?"
Jia Liu really didn't want to go to Dimuda, that place was more dangerous than Muguomu.
"No need to discuss."
Against his will, Lao Cui pushed away Jia Liu's hand that was about to reach into his pocket, "If you don't go, I'll have to go."