Jiuyuan County, northern garrison station
Not long after Feng Haohan received Lu Fuhai's warning, Mo Canghai also received corresponding information.
"Good guy," he twitched his beard excitedly, "it's finally here."
Although he gritted his teeth in pain, Mo Canghai ignored it.
"Where are our eye ships now?"
The guard took a few hurried steps and came to the large chart on the wall.
"Sir, our eyeships are the same as in the past. They are deployed from west to east along the junction of the North Sea and the East China Sea, all the way from the Unjue coast to the Baekje coast."
"In addition, each ship is twenty miles apart, and the crew members have all learned Pinyin, and windmills have been set up on the ships for communication. As long as a ship detects an abnormality, we will receive accurate news in less than half an hour."
"That's right." Mo Canghai nodded and asked, "That boy Ji Heitu must have been promoted. Where is his ship?"
"My lord, Ji Heitu has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats and has now been promoted to captain, in charge of twenty eye ships."
"As for their location," the guard said, somewhere in the middle of the sea, "they should be swimming around here."
"Very good." Mo Canghai was very satisfied.
With this vigilant black boy around, it would be almost impossible for the Japanese pirate fleet to quietly attack Jiuyuan County.
"Where is the East China Sea barrier now?" Mo Canghai asked again.
When the guard heard this, he quickly put a mark on the chart.
"Sir, the East China Sea Barrier is now divided into five parts."
He first clicked on the Baekje Peninsula.
"First, General Xiao, Li Hebai and other major generals are still stationed in Baekje, trying to cut off the connection between the Japanese pirates' mainland and the Sishan Islands as much as possible."
"Secondly, General Lu Yulong and Lu are leading the fleet south, preparing to guard Sulan County."
"Third and fourth, General Lu is stationed at the Pinghai County base camp to ensure the logistical support of the entire East China Sea barrier and the dispatch of all forces. At the same time, a fleet is dispatched to prepare to attack Ishikawa Taki's home base - the Sishan Islands."
"Fifth," the little guard said, his eyes falling on the sea slightly north of Jiuyuan County.
"Since the defense battle of Dinghai pier last year, General Yang Miaoyang has been leading the fleet to blockade the North Sea here to prevent the Sishan Islands from going north to support the Beihai Customs or to prevent Masato Nei from escaping southward through the sea."
cough!
Someone coughed slightly.
"Master Mo, if something happens to Jiuyuan County or Huayang County, General Yang's fleet can also go south to support it, right?"
Everyone in the conference room couldn't help but turn their heads to look for information.
It turned out to be Lin Hanmo, the forward general of the Central Army Corps.
In the battle to defend Dinghai Pier last year, the Central Army Corps led by him suffered repeated defeats, with a disastrous record.
Afterwards, Lin Hanmo simply put aside his military rank and personal dignity and went to Jiuyuan County to humbly learn from Mo Canghai's northern garrison.
Mo Canghai shook his head, "Not necessarily."
"Yang Miao's first duty is to blockade the entire North Sea."
"If Masato Nei has been obediently staying in Beiguan and has no intention of escaping south through Beihai, then Yang Miao will be able to go south to help defend Jiuyuan and Huayang County."
"But..." Lin Hanmo hesitated.
He walked to the chart and pointed to the location of Yang Miao's fleet.
"Lord Mo, as the saying goes, don't allow others to snore on the side of the bed. Since the Japanese pirates are very likely to attack Huayang and Jiuyuan County again, they certainly cannot tolerate a fleet like Yang Miao's eyeing the north."
"If, I say if," Lin Hanmo said, scanning the crowd in the conference room, "if Genjing Masato goes south from Beiguan at this time and attacks the Sishan Islands from north to south, wouldn't General Yang be in danger? ?”
Hum.
Mo Canghai sneered, "They don't dare!"
Why?
However, before Lin Hanmo could speak, galloping horse hooves and whining sounds could be heard outside the door.
"Sir," a guard quickly ran in, "A guard from the Gu family's caravan came outside the camp. He brought a handwritten letter from the caravan's guard chief Tieshu requesting to see you!"
oh?
Mo Canghai and Zhang Yang looked at each other in surprise.
"This is our old friend, please invite him in."
Especially Zhang Yang is even more sad.
Last year, he was stationed at Dinghai Wharf and almost ran out of things in his hands. If Tieshu hadn't brought a batch of goods over in time, Huayang County would have been captured by Tufei Yongren.
After a while, a dark man covered in sweat walked in quickly.
"Gu family caravan guard Yuan Dabao has met Mr. Mo and Mr. Zhang."
The two nodded, and Mo Canghai smiled: "Looking at how sweaty you are, sit down and drink some water first."
"Thank you, Sir." Yuan Dabao was flattered and gulped down a glass of water.
"Where is your caravan now, but what happened?"
Yuan Dabao hurriedly handed over Tieshu's letter and explained in detail the situation they encountered in Huayang County.
"That's unreasonable," Zhang Yang, who was most familiar with the situation, was the first to sit still.
Dinghai Terminal is one of the top five deep-water terminals in Yunchui. In previous years, when there were no Japanese pirate intrusions, a large number of people and goods passed through here every year to other places in Yunchui and even neighboring neighboring countries.
Therefore, not only wide post roads and roads were built around the dock, but also warehouses covering a large area were built.
And those warehouses can accommodate almost half of the Central Army Corps.
"What on earth is Feng Haohan thinking?" Zhang Yang yelled angrily, "Even if those warehouses can't be accommodated, aren't there still many open spaces nearby where we can camp? Why do we have to be stuck on the post road? Isn't he planning to set up a card to collect customs duties?"
Cough cough cough.
The conference room was filled with coughs.
"What are you coughing for?" Zhang Yang has always been very talkative, but now he was very unhappy, "Is there something wrong with your throat?"
As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. He subconsciously followed everyone's strange gazes and immediately realized what was happening.
Although this is the conference room of their northern garrison, there happens to be a forward general from the Central Army Corps.
Ahem.
Zhang Yang looked embarrassed and couldn't help but cough.
Lin Hanmo's face turned red. He took Tieshu's handwriting and read it. He was even more ashamed.
They knew clearly that the Gu family's caravan was transporting military supplies that were urgently needed in the north, but the Central Army Corps was stuck and refused to let them go. Either try to buy at a low price, or openly ask for bribes...
well!
Lin Hanmo let out a long sigh, feeling sad in his heart.
After a while, he came back to his senses and raised his hand to Mo Canghai.
"Master Mo, Master Zhang and all colleagues, it has been half a year since the general came out. It is time to return to the Central Army Corps."
"During this period, I have been grateful for your humility and generous teachings, and I will keep them in my heart. I hope that I can fight side by side with you on the battlefield in the future, and fight bloody battles..."
In fact, Lin Hanmo had received orders from Feng Haohan more than once, asking him to go back as soon as possible.
However, the East China Sea was peaceful at that time, and Lin Hanmo's military power had been almost eliminated.
It doesn't matter whether he goes back or not, so he hasn't returned yet.
Now that the East China Sea War is imminent, Lin Hanmo at least still has the status of a forward general of the Central Army, and it is indeed not appropriate to stay outside.
"Well, after I return to the Central Army, I will definitely find a way to get the caravan north as soon as possible. At the same time, I will persuade General Feng to give up the post road to ensure smooth flow in the north and south directions."
(End of chapter)
