Back to Ming Dynasty with Industrial Revolution System

Chapter 299
Crazy Cheng led his soldiers to push back the siege of the Atayal tribe.The Atayals had no way to deal with the soldiers of the mountain battalion with long-range shooting ability, so they could only be forced to retreat as the mountain battalion advanced.

However, when Zheng Zhihu led hundreds of soldiers to outflank them from behind, the two sides fell into a stalemate.Soldiers in the mountain camp faced the plight of thousands of Atayals in the front and back, and hundreds of Zheng Zhihu in the rear, and their retreat speed was greatly slowed down.

"The Atayal people didn't follow my advice, and finally brought disaster to their own tribe." Zheng Zhihu met the patriarch of the Atayal people again.

"Aliens, you are the ones who brought disaster to our tribe. If it weren't for you, these demons with unknown weapons would not have come to our mountains. My son would not have been killed by them!" After chasing the mountain camp, he lost his beloved son again, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his voice was extremely low.

"Don't say it like this. When they destroy us, you will be the next one to deal with. By then, more of your clansmen will die in the battle. Why don't we join forces now and wipe out the Liao army in this forest , use their blood to avenge your son." Zheng Zhihu urged.

"Abba, I cut open the chest of the enemy who killed Elder Brother with my own hands, and dug out his heart to pay homage to Elder Brother." The tone of the short-haired woman who followed the patriarch was full of hatred.

"I know, I want them to pay with their blood." The patriarch of the Atayal tribe said in their Atayal dialect.

Although Zheng Zhihu couldn't understand what it meant, he knew that the Atayal tribe had already stood by his side.

"We were surrounded by mobs like natives and pirates. If this incident is reported to southern Liaoning, we will probably become the laughing stock of the entire Ministry of War." Seeing that the retreat speed of his troops has been greatly reduced due to the encirclement, Madman Cheng estimated that I can't help but feel depressed if I can't withdraw from this mountain forest within a day or two.

It is inhuman torture to spend two or three days in a dangerous mountain forest, and it is estimated that there is no time to catch up on sleep.

"Sir, why don't we look for opportunities to fight two waves of counterattacks to completely defeat them?" The other officers of the mountain camp also felt deeply dissatisfied.

"Let's see again, if it doesn't work, do it, and choose the right time to do it, otherwise we will run out of bullets." Cheng Fengzi continued to command the troops to slowly push back the coalition forces of pirates and natives.

There was some friction between the two sides along the way, and some soldiers from the mountain camp were accidentally killed by hunting traps set by the Atayal people, which made the atmosphere even more tense.

Now both sides are restraining, like a male lion confronting two hungry wolves, the two sides are circling, waiting for the other party to relax, bite hard and kill the other party completely!
In this way, after nearly a day of tossing, the soldiers of the mountain battalion, who were afraid of running out of bullets, only advanced [-] miles, which was far behind the expected time to leave the mountains.

Not just bullets, food and herbal supplies are also a big problem.

"The day passes, and the night is coming again. This time we are going to be in trouble. After all, we have underestimated the aboriginals in the mountains and forests, and suffered a big loss." Cheng Fengzi made a small calculation and found that from now on, we would have to eat a day. Dry food will become three days!
If things go on like this, how can the soldiers have enough physical strength to go into battle!
"The other party shouldn't be feeling well either. They have more people than us, and they eat more than us every day."

"Don't forget that this is their territory. They know where there are indigenous villages nearby, and they can get supplies quickly, but we only have the food we enter the forest belt."

"It's nothing if we don't have enough to eat. If the soldiers don't have enough to eat and lose the battle, how can our mountain battalion hold up in front of other army units? Then others will say behind our backs that we were shot with swords and arrows Natives beat the wretch!"

The officers in the main force of the mountain battalion were also frowning.

While the mountain camp was full of worries about the coming night, something happened in the Atayal army.

The so-called Atayal troops were actually improvised pieces of combat-capable men from the tribe. They did not have professional soldiers, but just hunters and tribesmen in the tribe.

These people fell to the ground respectfully, even the patriarch was no exception.

"Second boss, what are they doing? It seems that some important person is coming?"

The pirates who united with the Atayals saw that these natives seemed to have left aside even the fight, and wanted to scold their mothers in their hearts.

"Hey, what a big shot, it's just an old woman pretending to be a ghost, the witch who predicted that we would bring disaster to their tribe and got us kicked out. These barbarians are simple-minded fools who have to ask ghosts and gods for everything " Zheng Zhihu said disdainfully.

"This old woman dares to bully us, why don't I take someone to kill her!" A pirate said fiercely.

"Idiot, your brains are not much better than these barbarians! They believe in this thing. If you kill their witches in front of them, believe it or not, they would rather let the Liao army go than us." Kill them all?" Zheng Zhihu said.

"It's really annoying that an old woman can still have such a show." The scolded pirate muttered dissatisfied.

Sure enough, as Zheng Zhihu guessed, a witch in a strange robe accompanied by two women came to the Atayal army.In the eyes of the Atayal people, the witch is equivalent to the spokesperson of the gods in the world, which makes these indigenous people believe in her.

"He still wears a mask, maybe the mask dripping is an old witch who has lived for an unknown number of years."

"Do you really believe in these things? They are all bluffs. When the third aunt in our village asks the gods to do it, she dresses up almost like this. Pooh, she is still a witch."

The pirate who watched from a distance looked disdainful.

However, after the witches believed by the Atayal people appeared, they did not know what to say in the ear of the patriarch, which made the patriarch's face change drastically.Surprised at first, then dissatisfied, angry, and then compromised, like a deflated ball.

"The leader of the Fu Liao Army came out. I am the patriarch of the Atayal tribe. Let's negotiate." A few or three patriarchs of the Atayal tribe who can speak bad Chinese came to the front of the two armies in person and asked to negotiate with Madman Cheng.

"Fuck me, who is this guy? He didn't respond when we repeatedly asked to negotiate. He thought he couldn't speak Chinese. Now when we were passive, he came to negotiate with us again. Is this guy affected? Abusive tendencies." Madman Cheng, who was on defense, couldn't believe it.

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