There was a crisp sound, and the riding crop in Sister Wu's hand drew a long blood mark on Beard's face. His left eye suddenly couldn't open. Then Sister Wu started the horse and started to circle in place, whipping the whip dexterously. This trapped beast.
The surrounding soldiers were just watching the fun. No one came to help. They just looked at the embarrassed Russian battalion commander with hateful eyes.
Gradually, this place became the focus of the battlefield, and many local people who had captured prisoners also gathered around. When they saw that the murderous devil was being played by a heroic female soldier, they all started to curse in anger.
"Kill this beast! Steal our old corn cobs and white flour and kill him..."
"This is the guy who ordered the burning of Caomiao Village. More than fifty households were killed. Arrest him Lingchi..."
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!" The crowd was suddenly filled with hatred. People shouted slogans in unison, and the red-bearded people in the circle were indescribably horrified.
Even though the bereaved dog was strong, he had lost the courage to fight. Under Sister Wu's deft attack, he could only parry awkwardly from left to right. He finally understood that everything was in vain and that his only fate was death.
"Brave soldiers will never be insulted. God punishes you heretics!" The red-bearded man roared, flipping his saber and slashing at his own neck.
"Catch them alive!" There was a roar in the distance, and the hidden weapon that Sister Wu had prepared long ago came out and hit the wrist holding the knife, and the saber fell to the ground with a clang.
It was Mr. Long who rushed over on horseback. He said angrily, "As the deputy commander, I don't even look at the time. It's already 4:50. Why don't you clean up the battlefield? Tie up the prisoners and capture them." Live!"
Several soldiers rushed forward and pushed Red Beard to the ground. They were tied with a hemp rope like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. Redbeard was screaming incoherently, and the soldier didn't understand the last word, so he smashed four or five of his teeth with the butt of his rifle. At the same time, he shoveled a shovelful of horse manure into his mouth with an engineer's shovel.
Sister Wu glared at Mr. Long angrily, "Wouldn't it be easier to kill him? I am trying to relieve the hatred of the people, and I am trying to win the hearts and minds of the people!"
"People's hearts and minds?" Mr. Long smiled, "I have a better way to win people's hearts and minds, but you are just acting like a monkey!"
This is the darkest moment before dawn. It should have been quiet and everyone was asleep, but the bloody battle throughout the night made everyone on this land excited.
The Battle of Sandaogou started at 7:50 in the evening. At 1:05 in the morning, the military stronghold was breached and the enemy began to retreat. The rest of the time was spent chasing down the defeated troops and cleaning up the battlefield.
Lord Long and Sister Wu rode their horses side by side on the ground. The surrounding cavalrymen held a torch in each hand and controlled the horses with only the strength of their legs. The bright firelight made the two commanders, the commander and the deputy, look extremely tall.
Crowds of people surged everywhere in the wilderness. Wherever Lord Long went, the volunteer soldiers stood at attention and saluted, while the common people knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, shouting long live.
One after another, the prisoners were gathered together, and the battlefield was cleaned by the common people. They did not dare to steal the foreign guns, but they desperately stuffed other trophies into their arms.
Sharp knives, silver flasks, durable belts, military uniforms, and leather boots all became trophies for the people. The corpses of the Russian soldiers on the ground were quickly skinned into bare pigs.
The cold wind swept across the ground, and no one could feel the cold, and everyone was sweating profusely.
Not far away, the old ginseng leader and the others were gathering together for a meeting. This group of excited and dancing powerful men gave orders to their subordinates: "Reward the army, there is no need to say anything about it. Hurry up and reward the army... Go home immediately and send the order to the house to give the best." Bring out all the wild game, including bear paws, tiger whips, deer breasts, flying dragons, robe meat... and the treasured old wine!"
"Brothers, hurry up and save money. Get as much gold sand, ginseng, and dongzhu as you can. Money will be needed to set off the army. We can't wait for General Xiang to say this kind of thing. Wait for him to say it directly. There is no human kindness! People are fighting for us, so we have to share their hearts and minds..."
"Hey...it's a pity that our Gada is really poor, and we don't have anything good to buy. Just a few mountain products, is it enough to pay for the volunteer army?"
While people were talking about it, Lao Shentou laughed wisely, "I'm afraid we all misjudged General Xiang! For money? Don't you think about it, how much ammunition was used in the battle last night? The mountains and plains were burned. How much does a torch cost? Those who died in the battle were all elites from hundreds of battles. Isn’t that Jin Zhuda?”
"Have you forgotten Boss Xiang who contacted us before? Rather than giving the treasures to the general, I think it is more appropriate to price them directly to Boss Xiang. You must know that these things cannot be sold at high prices here, but if they are sent to the Central Plains, That’s worth my money!”
The old ginseng sneered and said to his nephew beside him, "Go home. In addition to the wild beasts who are going to be rewarded for the army, send my order to each village to gather 800 strong young men... Grandma, I want them to join the army." go!"
Hiss... The heroes present suddenly took a breath of air, "Old Shentou? Are you crazy!" In this barbaric land, talent is the foundation for survival, especially the young and strong who can fight. In the end, if you want to survive, you have to rely on it. Hard fist.
Fighting with wild beasts, fighting with bandits, fighting with peers, fighting with old men... The men in Baishan and Heishui have been fighting all their lives. Wherever there are more young and strong people in the village, there will be enough to eat. This is a truth that even a three-year-old child understands.
Today, Lao Shen first took out eight hundred young men, which is almost 90% of the combatable soldiers in the ginseng digging camp. This is simply a huge gamble!
"Hehehe, my old ginseng leader has lived to this age not by fighting, but by my pair of tricks. You need a bright eye when digging ginseng, and you need a bright eye when doing things. With such a big and thick body in front of you, If you don’t hold your legs, I will…”
After saying that, Old Shentou stopped negotiating with them and rode off to chase Xiang Shaolong.
"General Xiang...General Xiang...wait a minute!" Lao Shentou urged his horse to chase after him and clasped his fists and said, "General, you are so majestic! I admire you. I don't say anything secretly in front of people. I brought eight hundred soldiers to the general. General." Do you want?"
Xiang Shaolong was secretly happy in his heart but did not show it on his face: "Of course, the more troops the general has, the better, but I am not a rag picker. I want elite soldiers, and after I come here, I have to undergo hell-like training... What you gave me Can soldiers do it?"
The old ginseng head was immediately overjoyed, "Okay! Why not! General, practice to death. If you kill me, it's mine. If you kill me, I'll take care of you... I'll let them go back and report the news!"
