1593 Looking for pigeon breeder

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The pigeon house is in the southwest corner of the General's Mansion. It is a small independent courtyard surrounded by high walls and a dark wooden door to isolate the inside and outside. Perhaps the war disturbed the pigeons. Before Lao Lin and the others could reach the door, they heard a cooing sound inside. .

A group of soldiers at the door were stunned and at a loss. Old Lin cursed angrily, "You are so stupid, are you all stupid? What's going on? Are the pigeons gone..."

"Sir! The pigeons are all here, but the people are gone..."

I rushed into the yard and looked around at the pigeon cages. There were hundreds of them in rows, white, gray, and fluttering with flowers, flapping their wings.

There are a lot of pigeons, and 80% of the cages are full, but the pigeon raiser is missing! All the pigeon cages here have no labels, and no one knows which cage is responsible for which route.

The Heilongjiang defense zone is very large. There are special carrier pigeons in key border towns, fortresses, Shengjing, and Sijiucheng to deliver messages. The number of carrier pigeons is arranged according to the importance. If there are casualties or losses, they must be replenished in time. .

Raising pigeons in ancient times was a delicate job. The reason why pigeons recognize their way is mainly due to the instinct of animals to recognize their homes. A homing pigeon that grew up in one place can accurately return to its home after being released thousands of miles away. Only those experiments that are successful can be called homing pigeons.

For example, if you want the carrier pigeon to fly from Qiqihar to Aihui City, then the pigeon must have been raised in Aihui City since childhood, but when it became an adult, it was taken to the pigeon house in Qiqihar. When you need it to deliver a message, put a message on its feet and let it fly. Then it will follow the animal's instinct and return to its home in the north.

In the same way, there are carrier pigeons in Aihui City that are responsible for sending intelligence to Qiqihar, and of course they were raised here.

The spacious pigeon house is full of frightened homing pigeons. Without the discernment of pigeon breeders, people can't tell which pigeons are responsible for which route, let alone which pigeons are raised here and have not officially taken office.

Now Lao Lin and the others were blinded. The key point of the entire operation plan was the delivery of carrier pigeons. If Aihun City could not get the news in time that Qiqihar had successfully mutinied, then Hunchun and Sister Wu, who only led 600 people, would not be able to control them at all. Live in Tepuxin.

Even if you choose the beheading plan and attack Tepuxin during the banquet to capture him alive, you will not be able to capture all the senior generals in Aihui City alive, let alone make tens of thousands of defense troops obey your orders.

When the time comes when the Cossacks crossing the river cannot be stopped, even if the mutiny succeeds, it will have no meaning.

"Damn it! Damn it... why did the pigeon breeder get lost! I have to dig deep enough to find him!" Lao Lin yelled like crazy.

At this time, a direct descendant in the crowd suddenly said, "How about! How about we tie information on the feet of all the homing pigeons and let them fly together. I think there must be one or two of them flying to Aihui City, right?"

"You idiot!" Lao Lin rushed up and slapped him on the head. "Are you a pig! Are you a tiger! So many homing pigeons must have flown to Shengjing and the capital. Do you think they knew it too late? No? Is it..."

The direct descendant was beaten and immediately stepped back. "Sir, please calm down, sir! I was wrong. I will go find it right away. I will dig three feet into the ground and find it for you..."

"Slow down!" At the critical moment, Vice General Lin suppressed his anger and forced himself to calm down.

"Divided into two teams, one team took the housekeeper and the oldest servant in the general's mansion, the old woman, to go to the pile of corpses and wounded soldiers to identify them one by one... first determine whether the pigeon farmer is dead or not!"

"The second team immediately went out of the north gate, contacted the secret sentry who was lurking before, and carefully asked if any of the people who escaped in front were suspicious! We first have to determine whether this person is dead or alive, whether he is in the mansion or has escaped into the city. …Go!”

The two cronies quickly took orders and split up. One team rushed directly into the inner house. "Where is the housekeeper? Hand over all the housekeepers to me..."

"You bastard, why are you hiding? I'm not going to kill you. Come out of the woman's crotch..." The private soldier took the butler's feet and pulled them out of the woman's skirt.

"Who is the old servant here? Who is the old lady who has been waiting for you for many years? Who is the most familiar...and you? As a big-assed cook like you, do you know many people?"

"If you knew everyone in the General's Mansion, not only would I not kill you, I would also reward you with money!"

"Really? You didn't lie to me!" Damn, a fat black cook who weighed more than 250 pounds winked at the veteran and called me "nujia" and almost vomited out the overnight meal.

"Don't worry, sir. I know the most people in this mansion. I've slept with countless people who look after the courtyard, servants, and boys... Damn it, if you don't let me sleep, I'll make them spit in their food." Sprinkle more chili pepper and salt to see if he dares to disobey me!"

Seeing the extremely proud 250-pound old sow flamboyantly showing off how many men she had slept with, these private soldiers who were not afraid of going to the battlefield to kill the enemy were completely squirted, and they all vomited.

"Ugh... stop talking! Come with us quickly. Do you know the person who keeps the pigeon house? If you do, I will reward you with money... Ugh..."

The housekeeper, the fat cook, and two elderly servants ran back to the front yard and began to search among the dead. All the private soldiers were praying, "Don't ever find the grandson who raised pigeons! You damn must." Stay alive!"

The soldiers at the back door didn't gain much. Before the main force stormed the main door, a ten-man team was already stationed here. They strictly obeyed the deputy general's orders and did not dare to neglect at all.

"Report quickly to Master Lin. Since we lurked here, a total of forty-three people have escaped from the back door and the walls on both sides. Thirty-five of them are dressed as ordinary officers and soldiers..."

"My lord has given instructions in advance that ordinary officers and soldiers can be spared, but those dressed in luxurious clothes and those dressed as servants cannot be spared, so we captured eight alive and hid them all in the back!"

"Hurry and take it to the front yard and let the adults identify it! Hurry, hurry, time is running out..."

After more than half an hour of tossing, when the two teams came to find Lao Lin for identification, the brothers who attacked the East City and West City had already escorted the first batch of meat tickets, and pairs of tied hostages were pushed in from the broken gate. .

The noble ladies who used to be so aloof were now in despair. Their legs were so frightened that they even wet their pants.

"Hurry up! You're walking so slowly on purpose, aren't you? Delaying time for someone to come rescue you? Old coffin boy, I'll chop you with another sharp knife!"

"Master Jun... please do me a favor and smoke for a while. I'm addicted to cigarettes. I really didn't mean to go against you!"

"What a shame, prisoners still smoke! I'll smoke you to death. The Qing Dynasty will be destroyed by you big smokers! Beat you to death..."

When Lao Lin saw the chaos, he frowned, "Okay, they are all family members of my colleagues. I'm not sure whether we can cooperate in the future. Let's keep it good! Don't hit people..."

"It's my lord! I just got angry when I saw them smoking. Every one of our thousand-and-five private soldiers is a big smoker and they all have backbone!"

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