A scout rushed back from the front and came to the back of Xi Yazhou's horse - yes, he was the only officer with a horse, and he was riding Nick's beloved "Alan Chi". This race horse is indeed an extraordinary horse. All the natives along the way paid him attention. There were very few horses in Hainan, let alone such tall and handsome horses.
After marching in the mountains, he rarely rode horses. The mountains here are high and the forests are dense. If someone ambushes him, he will be the first to hit him, the only person on a horse. Although Xi Yazhou is afraid of walking, he still understands that his life is at stake.
After trudging breathlessly on the mountain road for more than two hours, he began to regret why he had agreed to Wu Nanhai's troops to be sent as free labor for him for a month in order to borrow the horse.
"Battle Commander Xi, the entrance to Baitu Village is just ahead."
"Are you sure?" Xi Yazhou asked while wiping sweat.
"Make sure, we've sent someone to shout and ask them to open the door."
"Then just shout slowly," Xi Yazhou waved his arm, "Each row, rest where you are! I'll take a rest first."
Xiong Divination has been shouting with the electric horn for half an hour, but the Mubao Village on one side of the intersection is still silent. The road is cut off with a thick log fence, and the gate is closed tightly. Not even a single person could be seen on the fortress. But in the sunlight, you can vaguely see the flash of swords and guns.
"Okay, let's bring something powerful." Xi Yazhou held a telescope and looked at it for a long time: this kind of wooden castle can be taken down in 10 minutes with an attack.
"Old Xi, there's a call from Bei Wei. They have penetrated into the 41.3 plateau at an altitude of 100 meters behind the Mubao Village. Do you want to attack the enemy?"
"Let him monitor us because we fought the battle, so these rookies don't have to practice."
"Understood."
"Every platoon, prepare to fight, bayonets on!"
Following the shouts of the officers, the soldiers sitting by the roadside quickly put away their water bottles, stood up, and lined up at the urging of the squad leader.
With the help of the guards, the officers opened their backpacks, took out their stab-proof vests and put them on - they would be extremely hot if worn while marching. The rattan helmet was also replaced by a steel helmet.
"Okay, let's give them a few shots to try." Ying Yu said helplessly.
The first shot shattered the wooden door, sending pieces flying everywhere. Then the second artillery hit Mubao Village, one shot knocked down the wooden wall, and the other shot simply made a hole in the wall.
The effect of the 12-pound iron ball flying out dragging smoke marks was very frightening. The soldiers in the training camp cheered when they saw how powerful their own cannon was.
Almost at the same time, white smoke also appeared on the wall and the sound of cannons was heard. The cheering soldiers suddenly dwarfed by half. Some simply fell to the ground and covered their heads tightly. Some were already turning around and preparing to escape. &1t;&1t;>>The formation is a bit chaotic.
"Oh my God!" Although Xiong Buyou is not an officer, he is fully clothed. He brings his beloved flute and is ready to take the lead in a column attack by playing "March of the Grenadiers". Unexpectedly, when the enemy's artillery fired, the training camp that had been training hard for a month was thrown into chaos.
"Stand still, stand still, don't mess up." The officers all drew their sabers and maintained order.
"Recruits are afraid of guns", this is really a truth. Xi Yazhou cursed the group of soldiers looking at him. When you go back, you have to use a cannon to hit their heads repeatedly. He secretly planned.
Youhuo pointed his saber upwards: "Any bastard who dares to look back, I'll chop him down! Stand still. You cowards!" He used the back of the sword to slap one of them hard who turned around. Soldier.
The shells fired from the village wall flew less than 100 meters before falling to the ground. Ying Yu knew at a glance that there was nothing to be afraid of, and he was using scrap metal and rocks as cannonballs.
"Keep shooting!"
Xi Yazhou did not immediately order the soldiers to charge. The solid iron bullets hit one by one, and the logs fell apart like toppled building blocks under the heavy hammer blows of the artillery fire. The entire fort became a pile of logs, smoking and burning.
Soon some people rushed out from the village gate, brandishing swords and guns in an attempt to engage in hand-to-hand combat, but the volleys of guns of the infantry who had stabilized failed to allow them to exert their combat effectiveness. After the first row of gunfire, more than a dozen people had fallen to the ground. The remaining people screamed in horror and ran back covered in blood.
Xi Yazhou ordered the trumpets to be blown to attack. This time, no one made a fool of themselves. Each platoon accurately took turns covering the jump according to the requirements of the training syllabus, and quickly broke into the bayonet. The ground was full of dying people who had been hit by shells and wood. The soldiers began to stab them with bayonets without mercy, and screams came one after another. Xi Yazhou shook his head: These soldiers don't have much fighting will, but they kill without mercy. Is it considered good or bad?
The captured prisoners were tied together with ropes in groups of ten. Xiong Buyou hurriedly interrogated them. Almost all of them were from Fujian. They fled to Hainan in order to avoid the government's continuous increase in conscription. Baitu Village took them in, and every day With a little money and rice every month, people can live as part-time workers and as village warriors.
As for the cannon and gunpowder, they were bought from the red-haired men who once came here to repair ships. I also bought some red-haired muskets, but they were useless because they kept hurting people because I wasn’t very good at using them.
"What kind of world is this?" Xiong Buyou finished asking and said angrily, "The Ming Dynasty is coming to an end. Even a big village is recruiting its own troops."
"The Ming Dynasty is coming to an end, but the Jin Dynasty is not that interesting." Xi Yazhou lamented. Although it seems that one period of rule and one period of chaos is an inevitable cycle of Chinese civilization, the cycle during the Ming and Qing Dynasties was a rare historical setback. ―When various countries in the old world were about to enter the threshold of modern civilization, China actually became a cruel and backward slave-owning country. The people became poor and ignorant, science was destroyed, and culture was castrated... What was left was just a slave-owning country. Macartney commented that "China is becoming barbaric"
Xi Yazhou is not a celebrity, but no matter how bad Ming is, he doesn't have an ugly tail on his head. For this reason, he cannot let this time and space repeat the tragedy of history. It was not many days before the first month of the second year of Chongzhen. Huang Taiji was about to start robbing the Central Plains. The current army was still so naive... A strong sense of crisis came to his mind.
"Xiao Wei, you leave and lead the company to run forward and arrive at Baitu as soon as possible. Don't enter the village for the time being." Xi Yazhou called Wei Aiwen to assign the task, "Block all exits 6 in the village and don't let them escape!"
"clear!"
"The sea blockade is guarded by the Fubo. After you arrange it, fire a red rocket to notify them."
The remaining soldiers cleared the battlefield, bodies were thrown into ravines and logs were cleared from the roads. Seeing that the mountains here were relatively steep, Xi Yazhou ordered a platoon to be left here to guard the back road. Other troops continued to advance towards the village.
At 3 p.m. that day, Baitu Village surrendered. The village is fortified. The village wall is a mixture of wooden fence and rammed earth, the turret is built of thick tree trunks, and the four corners of the rare village are actually convex-corner forts. It does not look like a Chinese rural earth village, but more like a simple European-style castle. Some people tried to escape from the sea, but the volley of guns on the Fubo forced them back. With no hope of breaking out, the 12-pound mountain grenade hit a turret cleanly, and the village surrendered. This made Ying Yu relax a little - there were not many shells left.
After detaining all the village elders who came out to express their sincerity in surrender. Xi Yazhou ordered the troops to enter the village to receive them. After going in and walking around, I realized that this place is a small paradise. Although the houses are simple, most of the villagers have healthy faces and neat clothes. They also show normal fear when they see them coming. Unlike some poor villages, when you walk in The common people have eyes like dead fish.
The warehouses and various workshops in the village were sealed and sealed. Xi Yazhou went around the village in person and found that the soldiers' discipline was still strict - of course, this was the result of the time traveler officers holding down the formation.
The navy's fleet sailed into the harbor and unloaded supplies and ammunition from the ships. Also brought were Planning Commission personnel who counted and received the spoils of war and Wen Desi himself - he came as a shipbuilding expert. The greatest wealth of Baitu Village lies in its shipbuilding yard. They need to evaluate whether Baitu has continued use as a shipyard. If moving the shipyard means giving up a lot of existing infrastructure, then setting up a shipbuilding base in Baitu is More economical.
The shipbuilding yard is on a beach near the bay outside the village, and there are several unfinished or under-repair ships on the ship racks.
After on-site inspection, it was found that Baitu's shipbuilding facilities were very complete, with specialized iron work, hemp work, tung oil work, paint work, and even a small lime kiln. But Baitu Port is too small. Although it is surrounded by mountains on three sides and the water is more than ten meters deep, only 8 to 10 hundred-ton ships can be berthed on the water surface of the entire harbor. The village's shipbuilding capacity is roughly the same. There are no completed ships on the ship frame, only one is a 400 material ship, and the rest are small fishing boats used by coastal fishermen.
"This place is really nice." Wen Desi's eyes shone when he saw such complete facilities for the ancient shipbuilding industry. He looked left and right and almost forgot the purpose of his coming here.
"It's a pity that it's too small. It's okay to be a safe haven, but it's too small to be a shipyard."
"It's a bit useless." Wen Desi felt reluctant to give up. Not only was the harbor water here small, but the open space was also very limited. It can be seen that the current scale is almost its limit.
After discussion, it was decided to move the entire village, first moving away the women, children, old and young, leaving some craftsmen to complete the boats on the racks. All the materials and materials here can be transported away, especially the large amount of high-quality wood, which is a scarce material for the shipbuilding industry of the crossing regime.
Xiong Buyou announced to the village elders that they must all move to Bopu, where the travelers will help them re-establish a shipbuilding yard, and housing and private land will also be provided.
Xi Yazhou didn't leave much time for Xiong Buyou to advocate the superiority of the "new countryside". He sat on the horse, leaning on a long saber, and looked at these people with murderous intent.
"Stop talking, go back and tell the villagers to pack up and prepare to go out in batches!" Behind Xi Yazhou stood a row of infantrymen with bayonets, making his words more convincing.
There is not much nonsense, and there is no need for political mobilization. Bayonets and cannons are the last word. The villagers packed up their belongings and boarded boats one by one to migrate. It is estimated that the entire migration activity will last for a long time, and a platoon led by Li Jun will be stationed here temporarily until the entire migration is completed.
