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Chapter 120 Damn, the priest read the article! ([-] words)
Just when the army of Zhenhai Camp was enjoying their lunch.

The five scout teams that had set off earlier, no matter whether they found the savage tribe or not, they all turned back to the barracks one after another after they traveled about [-] miles in the direction of their exploration.

It's not that they don't want to continue exploring.

The main priority now is to determine the security issues within [-] miles around the barracks.

No matter how far away, there is no rush to find out now.

A dozen of them couldn't figure it out, and they still had to rely on the carpet exploration of the follow-up large army.

After returning to the camp, they immediately found Peng Ke who was watching the art of war in the Chinese army tent.

"Report to the General!"

"Our small team A found a small tribe of savages fifteen miles northeast of the camp."

"We didn't avoid being discovered. We didn't get close, but observing from a distance, we found at least 100 young and middle-aged people, and more than [-] women, children and old people."

"Report to the general, Team A and No. [-] have explored for more than [-] miles along the river bank, and have not found any traces of the wildling tribe!"

"Report to the general. Team A's third team has explored for more than [-] miles to the southeast of the camp. Along the way, they have found many abandoned campfires. There should be savage tribes nearby, but they have not found any traces."

"Report to the general, Team A [-] explored for more than ten miles along the lower reaches of the river, and found a tribe of savages, inhabited by at least [-] to [-] savages!"

"Report to the general. The sixth team crossed the Nalin River and explored to the west. They found traces left by the cavalry, but no tribe was found within a radius of twenty miles."

Listening to the information reported by the scout team, Peng Ke nodded his head.

It seems that there are only two savage tribes within a radius of forty miles, and they are very small, with only three to four hundred people.

This is also normal.

Jianzhou is too big.

Although the savage tribe living in Jianzhou should have a population of 60 million, they are still too sparsely distributed on a land of nearly 100 million square kilometers.

It is very normal that there are only two small tribes within a radius of forty miles.

Pen Ke tapped the table with his fingers, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Go and call the two commanders."

Now that the savage tribe has been found.

Even the size of these two savage tribes is a bit too small.

But it must also be put into action immediately.

Even if you can only catch one or two hundred savages!
The superiors must see that the Zhenhai camp is indeed carrying out the military order with all its heart.

After a while, Wu Xuanshu and Lu Ming, whose camp was next to Peng Ke, came to the camp as ordered.

"The scout team found two savage tribes near our camp."

"They are all small tribes with about 500 people about ten miles away from the camp."

"Both of you bring two thousand households, go and wipe them out."

Wu Xuanshu and Lu Ming cupped their fists to receive the order.

"Remember, try to catch alive!"

Penke gave an order.

Wu Xuanshu and Lu Ming each took two thousand soldiers armed with live ammunition, one headed north and the other headed south, and under the leadership of the scout team, rushed towards the savage tribe.

The march of the army is naturally not as fast as the scout team.

But the distance of ten miles is only half an hour's foot journey.

Soon, Wu Xuanshu and two thousand households arrived behind the small hill where the scouts hid to observe the savage tribe.

"General, it's that savage tribe in front of me!"

Wu Xuanshu took the binoculars handed over by the soldiers, and looked in the direction the scout pointed with his probe.

A piece of simple houses built of wood came into his eyes.

Through the binoculars, Wu Xuanshu could clearly see that many savage women wearing clothes made of animal skins were sitting together, repairing clothes and very outdated bronze weapons.

There are also some half-grown children who only wear crotch shorts, chasing and frolicking.

The adult male savages, on the other hand, practiced with spears on a flat ground similar to a school field.

Wu Xuanshu counted, and there were only about 20 middle-aged savages who were practicing, even including some who didn't show up.

The young and strong of this tribe should not exceed two hundred.

However, for this savage tribe, young adults are not actually the biggest threat.

"Do you know where the priest of this tribe is?" Wu Xuanshu turned his head and asked the scout.

The scout pointed to an unremarkable house in the tribe, but it was in a better location and said:
"The house in the center of the tribe should be the residence of the tribe's priest."

"We have observed that those savages, regardless of gender, will bow their heads respectfully when they pass by this house."

Wu Xuanshu nodded.

If you know where the priest is, you know it well.

Jianzhou still maintains the primitive tribal system of foreign races. As long as it is an independent tribe, even if it may only have two or three hundred people, there will definitely be at least one priest.

And usually priests are the people with the highest authority in the entire tribe.

It is difficult for a tribe without priests to survive in the wild for a long time, and it is easy to be absorbed by other tribes with priests.

As long as you find out where the priest of this tribe is, it will be much more convenient.

Wu Xuanshu made a gesture, and the three artillerymen put down the big box they had been carrying on their backs, and took out a lot of parts from it.

A steel pipe with a diameter of about 6 cm and a length of one meter.

A round base.

and a bipod.

The artillerymen began to assemble it skillfully on the spot.

After a few minutes, three portable mortars were assembled.

Yes, besides serious heavy artillery, Ming Dynasty's artillery also has mortars!
The technological content of this thing is actually not high, and the more difficult part is the manufacture of seamless steel pipes.

However, Moyuan, which can manufacture steam armor, naturally also has a technology tree that can produce seamless steel pipes.

Under Penke's "Unintentional" on-demand.

With technologies such as seamless steel pipes, thunder mercury, and firing pins, it is really not difficult at all to make mortars.

It is nothing more than integrating a spring firing pin at the end of the gun barrel made of seamless steel pipe.

After setting up the mortar, the gunner put up his thumb, took a few glances, and began to adjust the orientation of the mortar.

After briefly adjusting their positions, the three gunners asked Wu Xuanshu for instructions in a low voice: "General, preparations for shelling are complete!"

Wu Xuanshu picked up the binoculars again and observed the savage tribe not far away. After confirming that they hadn't found him, he calmly ordered:
"Zhao Qianhu, take 500 people and go back to the left of the tribe to stand by."

"Chengdu Qianhu, you also take 500 people and sneak to the right side of the tribe to stand by."

"Zhang Qianhu, you also bring 500 people to block the rear!"

"After the encirclement is formed, just wait for the sound of the cannon to launch an attack immediately!"

"Remember, try to catch alive!"

"Here!" The three immediately took orders, each with 500 people, and left the main force, preparing to make dumplings for this savage tribe.

Wu Xuanshu waited for two quarters of an hour, reckoning that this time was enough for them to take their seats.

And the tribe in front of them is still normal, and no one has noticed their movement.

"Get ready, shell!"

One command.

The three gunners, who had already prepared, immediately took out three shells from the shell box and stuffed them in through the muzzle of the mortar.

"Boom-"

"call out--"

When the mortar was fired, there was not much roar, only a dull impact.

Subsequently, three shells were primed and shot out of the barrel with a very beautiful parabolic trajectory.

The extremely fast flying shells rubbed against the air, producing a whirring sound.

The savage women who were busy mending the tattered animal clothes thought that there were birds flying nearby, so they all looked up at the sky curiously.

However, what they saw was not a flock of birds, but three black cannonballs thrown high into the sky.

It was the first time for them to see this thing, so they didn't know what it was, and they even pointed curiously.

however.

Before they could be more curious for a few seconds, the shell that was thrown to the highest point with the help of gunpowder lost its kinetic energy, turned its head and fell to the ground.

And the direction of whereabouts is the unremarkable little house in the center of the tribe.

"Gulugua!!"

"Gulugua!!"

The savage women watching the excitement immediately jumped up in panic.

Although they have never seen cannonballs, they are not fools. If these three hard-looking things hit the priest's roof, they will definitely smash three big holes.

But their cries were too late.

And that dark, hard thing is not a stone, but a shell.

Three mortar shells landed precisely on the roof of the priest.

"boom---"

"Boom—"

Violent explosions and shock waves exploded from the roof.

The already very simple wooden house was immediately blown to pieces.

Broken wood mixed with gravel and mortar shrapnel, sputtered out with the explosion wave.

Those savage women who were still laughing and joking were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"God, God has sinned!"

"God, why punish our tribe!"

"Is it because we don't have enough tribute food!"

"God is angry!"

In an instant, half of their legs were weak, and half of them were frightened. This group of savage women who had never seen the scene of a shell explosion all collapsed and knelt on the ground.

In the distance, the young adults of the tribe who were practicing were also taken aback by the sudden explosion.

But their experience is richer. They have plundered Liaodong and seen the firearms of the Ming army.

"Mingren! This is Mingren's attack!"

"Ming is calling!"

"Protect the priest!"

Holding up the bronze spears, these tribal men rushed to the priest's house immediately, trying to save him.

However, before they got there, the Ming army's charge and killing sounded from all directions.

"Come on!!"

"Catch alive!!"

"Catch the savage alive!"

"Catching two people is equivalent to beheading!"

"No one is allowed to escape!"

More porridge, less meat.

The Ming army has 2000 people, but this savage tribe has only 400 people.

If you slow down, you won't be able to catch any of them!
Every soldier of the Ming Dynasty was running as hard as he could with both feet, for fear that if he ran too slowly, the credit he got would be lost.

Even the middle and low-level generals looked a little anxious, such an easy credit, you can't miss it!

however.

They were happy a little too early.

The wooden house that suffered from three mortars was broken into pieces.

But when the gunpowder smoke cleared, an old man with a half-white beard rushed out in a panic.

Regardless of Sanqi 21, he immediately raised the wooden staff he was holding tightly to the sky, chanting weird and ugly spells in his mouth.

Following his chanting, a white light rose from the bodies of all the young men of the tribe.

Visible to the naked eye, their bodies swelled up, their muscles bulged, their veins were exposed, and the whites of their eyes became red.

If it is dyed with a layer of green paint, it will look like a group of smaller Hulks!
"Roar~~~"

"Ugh!!"

After more than 100 numbers were strengthened, the extremely violent savages, staring at their blood-red eyes, rushed towards the Ming soldiers who were surrounding them.

Extremely vicious!

　The next pace will pick up.

　　So I'm thinking, three chapters and six thousand are worse than two chapters and three thousand.

　　In this way, the amount of daily updates remains unchanged, but the content of each chapter will be more compact.

　　Or even more extreme, [-] words per chapter!

　　This chapter has increased the number of words, [-] words per chapter.

　　What do you think?

　　If it feels okay, then there will be three thousand and one chapters in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)