North Sea.
At the front of the Haneda fleet, the half-old Mikura broke through the waves and headed south.
Wow.
Several battle camp-class ships following it quickly sent out semaphores.
You Qianchang cursed and glanced back.
"Why don't the sailors down there even eat?"
Each oar rowed so slowly that the brother ships behind them almost hit their butts.
"You, you, you," the commander casually nodded at the three guards, "go down and see what's going on?"
"yes!"
Zuo Mu and the three looked at each other.
It must have been worse because of hunger. If he really contracted the epidemic...
General Oda's move was wrong.
"Damn it," Zuo Mu said angrily, "It's just a bunch of prisoners, what are they afraid of?"
The eight people reached the sailor's cabin very slowly.
"General, calm down. The brothers have been watching outside and have never been lazy. It's just that the prisoners haven't eaten for two days, so they don't have the strength to paddle. In addition, the wind is blowing from the southeast, so the boat is running slowly. Too……"
He also knew what I was dreaming about. Anyway, Wei Xiaoshan would mumble like that as soon as he fell asleep.
As far as I could see, everyone outside the sailor's cabin had weak hands and feet, and they were so tired that they couldn't even speak. As soon as it was time to rest, they all fell asleep.
"Tell me, who hates standing up? Let me teach you a lesson in the future."
The most important thing is that the generals of each ship do not regard Yunchui's prisoners as human beings, and they can squeeze as many people as they can into the bottom cabin.
"I dare you!" The two soldiers were startled and quickly shook their heads and waved their hands.
"What are they still doing? Hurry up and throw them to Shanghai to feed the fish."
It was summer again at this time, and the cabin was extremely hot and stuffy. Coupled with the smell of sweat and sweat, even breathing was probably a problem.
Two soldiers on duty in the sailor cabin ran over with sweat on their heads holding their swords.
Ever since I got off the Yagura, when it was time to paddle, I stood outside the white circle and paddled. When it was time to sleep, I slept like a dead pig, no matter how hungry I was.
Even though the mouths and noses of the eight people were tightly covered with wet cloths, they were still heavily smoked. Their stomachs suddenly turned upside down, and they almost vomited on the spot.
We complained for a while, but Zuo Mu said nothing.
The Mikura they were on was arranged at the front to clear the way, and they were obviously cannon fodder.
The East China Sea Barrier is powerful and invincible across the ocean. Yang Miao, who was blocking the front, was as unafraid of death as Lu Yulong, and repeatedly put them at a disadvantage.
Bahba.
As long as the rowing prisoners dare to leave the big circle, hehe...
Ever since I got into the broken bottom cabin, my stomach has been acting unpredictable. I feel like vomiting all the time, and there are even faint signs that I can't control it.
Another person had a strange expression on his face, and he couldn't help coughing twice.
The outside of the cabin was no different from Qi Nu's warship. The only difference was that there were dense white circles drawn under the oar seats, and underneath stood the slumping prisoners with yellow faces and skinny muscles, shaking the oars feebly.
The two soldiers looked at each other, and one of them hurriedly said: "Back to the general, there is no one who has his head stabbed. My Yun Chui is called Wei Xiaoshan."
Dry!
The person who came up next to him couldn't help but take two steps forward.
"That's right." The other two of us nodded and quickly made preparations.
Although we didn't have swords in our hands, there were far fewer prisoners rowing than we did, so we dared to act too obviously.
"Feed the New Year Pig, and go out to collect pig food."
I came to find out whether I was laughing and crying before talking in my sleep, so I left. "Then..." The two soldiers looked hesitant.
But there is no exit in the bottom compartment. To throw people out, you can only pass through the sailor's position or the crossbow position.
"I didn't have sex even once the day after tomorrow, and I almost got smoked to death. Why was it your turn that time?"
"General, so far there are 777 people in the bottom cabin who are sick. They are all vomiting and having diarrhea, making the place dirty and smelly. There is really a way to stay here. You see, it is time to call the military doctor. have a look……"
I squeezed through the people behind me, immediately unbolted the door bolt, and opened the hatch with a bang.
Suddenly, a strong smell rushed down from above.
Therefore, it is not a last resort. Almost some people are willing to go up there and wander around.
Ahem.
"So few?" Zuo Mu's face turned serious.
cough.
Although the sailor cabin was stuffy and cold, the more Zuomu thought about it, the colder he became.
vomit!
I pinched my nose and looked back at the two fellow refugees with pale faces. I gritted my teeth and walked up in small steps.
"Come in, come in! Ventilate first."
Otherwise, if there is an epidemic or something, once the infection spreads, it will be troublesome.
"Let's move slowly, carefully catch a few to scare the monkeys, and then get down quickly."
It turns out that no one has enough energy to pretend to be weak and vomiting.
"Come on." Zuo Mu hurriedly came out and talked to Xini, "It's useless to complain. Who told us we don't have a front desk? Stop yelling and get down to business."
"Obviously, Qian Chang, a dog-eared guy, is clearly just happy with you. If you do what I brew, there will be no front desk, and so will my shit."
Zuomu, who was holding his nose tightly, nodded secretly.
Most of the people rowing below were former guards of Beihai Customs.
I first took out a rag, soaked it and covered it under my face, then took out a gleaming dagger with a cruel look on my face.
Take a look, take a look?
I didn't hesitate and went up, but I couldn't help but said harshly: "Then there is no one who stands out?"
In fact, Wei Xiaoshan was honest about his duties. Although he was physically strong, he could still be considered an assassin.
"Back to the general, the brothers secretly threw some away, but..."
"Siga!" Zuo Mu cursed, "Let you come."
"I'm really sick." The two soldiers nodded repeatedly, "The brothers were beaten, whipped, and even stabbed with swords. We really got up."
As a prisoner, isn't it normal to go without food?
"Yun Chuiren's weapon is really wrong..."
After a while, Zuo Mu finally felt alive as he walked in and out of the stairs.
Just after it was over, the Japanese pirate soldiers who were watching me thought I was talking about a series of code words, so they dragged me out and beat me, scalded me, and isolated me. In the end, they also asked me why.
There were even some prisoners who were vomiting and having diarrhea, whether they were sick or hungry, causing the smell in the two cabins below to be muddy.
The Yunchui people often say that the ground is a prison, so Oda directly drew a big white circle on the oar position in order to prevent the prisoners from whispering to each other and joining forces to rebel or do serious business.
They didn't dare to refuse openly, but the moment they turned around, everyone's face was full of anger.
But at the junior level, people are crushed to death. No matter how depressed Zuo Muba is, he has to move his feet obediently.
Guaranteed to make us regret it for the rest of our lives.
snort!
Although there were no captives paddling around, we spoke small Japanese words out of fear that the captives would panic or resist if they heard us.
"Damn it, are we really sick? We're just pretending."
Later, there were only about 70 patients reported in the bottom cabin. I thought the number had increased tenfold in an instant.
Usually during the half month of traveling south, the situation is even milder.
"Damn it!" Zuo Mu glared, "Do they blame me for saying that?"
Isn’t it normal to be unable to row without eating?
After some delay, the eight of them reached the stairs leading to the sailor's cabin.
Zuo Mu happily rubbed his rumbling stomach.
"What's going on?" After all, he was a personal guard. Zuomu dared to fart even behind the captain, but outside the sailor's cabin, he looked majestic. "Are everyone dead? Why are the battleships moving so fast!"
I glanced left and right, and patted the knife on my waist warmly.
There were more than 8,000 North Customs prisoners outside the hold. The reason why I was remembered by these two people was purely because I hated talking in my sleep.
Yunchui people are the best at disguise.
However, looking at the hatch that changed color, the person walking at the back had a determined look on his face, and he still had the courage to open the door.
The entire fleet is short of food. On weekdays, let alone prisoners, even our young men and officers are usually half hungry or full.
