1850 American Gold Tycoon.

Chapter 373
After the backbones of the Yueyong troops arrived, Liang Shaoqiong walked back and forth on the deck, and the steel nails on the bottom of the leather military boots jingled on the wooden deck.

Liang Shaoqiong's stern gaze shot at this group of Yueyong backbones, who felt trembling and uneasy.

After a while, Liang Shaoqiong finally spoke.

"Before disembarking, I would like to reiterate the military discipline to everyone. On weekdays, have I, Mr. Liang and Mr. Pan, not paid your salary and military rations?"

"Never."

The backbone of Yueyong replied in unison.

In terms of military pay and treatment, Yueyong's treatment made the envious eyes of the local green battalion turn red.

The soldiers of the Shanziying and the cavalry can get two taels of Pingyin every month, and they will never be in arrears. They have enough food supplies, and they can eat meat every now and then.

After Liang Shaoqiong officially took over Shanziying, Liang Shaoqiong gave everyone a canned meat shipped from California the next day.

"Since it hasn't happened, then after going ashore, whoever dares to plunder the local people, rape the local women's daughters, and burn down their houses can't blame Liang for being ruthless.

Xiangyong doesn't care about his own reputation, we Yueyong care, and I, Liang, care even more.

Anyone who dares to ruin the reputation of Yueyong and Liang, whose head I will cut off!Did you hear that? ! "

Liang Shaoqiong shouted loudly.

"I heard it!" The backbone of Yueyong replied loudly.

"Go and get ready to disembark when you hear it," Liang Shaoqiong said.

The backbones of Yueyong dispersed after receiving the orders. The backbones of the artillery team looked at each other and listened to the translation and retelling of Liang Shaoqiong's words.

The Artillery Team is the most complex team in Guangdong Yong.

The main force of these people is the gunners that Liang Yao recruited for Liang Shaoqiong in California. Except for a few Chinese gunners and Chinese trainee gunners who were placed in the artillery team by Liang Shaoqiong to learn how to be gunners, the rest are mostly American Yankees, Dixie people, English, French, and Irish.

Most of these people of all kinds are sailors.

Liang Shaoqiong walked up to them and said to them with the few English words he had mastered: "No killing, No fier the good death, No robbery, No touch the women, or , I will kill you, Understand?"

After finishing speaking, Liang Shaoqiong pointed to himself, and then pointed to the hired gunners.

The hired gunner nodded again and again.

The Jiangbei Camp in Yangzhou, the commander of the Jiangbei Camp, Qi Shan, the imperial envoy, was frowning.

Standing on the tower of Yangzhou City, he looked at the Jiangbei camp that had just been established outside Yangzhou City.

This army is supplemented by the Eight Banners soldiers and the Green Battalion soldiers are the main force. It is the last main force that the Qing Dynasty can fight in the south.

An old bone, Qi Shan, the veteran of the Jiaqing, Daoguang, and Xianfeng dynasties, was ordered to organize the Jiangbei camp to prevent Changmao from going north again.

Although the Qing army regained Yangzhou in March, Yangzhou was not stable at this time, Qishan had few soldiers, and the Taiping Army had repeatedly marched northward, hoping to recover Yangzhou, so that Yangzhou and Zhenjiang would form a corner across the river. Mutual support, the holy capital of Shibudo, Tianjing.

"Master! Master! Great news! Our reinforcements are here!"

When Qi Shan was frowning, a soldier rushed up, knelt down on the ground, and offered the letter with both hands.

"Reinforcement? Where is the Green Camp? How many people? It's just in time, and I want to give him a credit!" Qi Shan was overjoyed when he heard this.

Although he holds the military and political power in the south, the Jiangbei camp was first established, and the troops he can control are not very sufficient.

Facing Changmao, who was so numerous and mighty, Qishan was not sure at this time.

The armed forces of the Qing Dynasty had been disarmed for many years, and the situation of the Eight Banners and Green Battalions stationed in various places made him very disappointed.

The Eight Banners are no longer the Eight Banners when they entered the customs, and the Green Camp is not the same as when San Francisco was put down.

"It's not the green battalion, it's the Yueyong that was just formed, and the people of the emperor rushed to help the Jiangbei battalion to help defend Yangzhou." The soldier replied.

"Understood, let's go down."

Hearing that it was Xiang Yong who came, the joy on Qi Shan's face disappeared instantly.

He opened the letter and glanced at it, then shook his head helplessly and said to himself: "Xiangyong, less than [-] people, the commander-in-chief has a family background, what is the use of this?"

After a while, the soldier turned back and said, "Master, it's not good! Yueyong met Changmao outside the city!"

"Longhair is coming? How many people?"

Hearing that Chang Mao was coming again, Qi Shan's old body trembled in shock.

"It's so dark that it's innumerable. It's estimated that there are less than [-] people." The soldier replied.

"Understood, let's go down." Qi Shan waved his hand and said.

"My lord, Yue Yong is here to help, shall we take care of one or two?" De Xing'a asked for instructions.

"We are too busy to take care of ourselves right now, and we don't have many usable soldiers." Qi Shan shook his head, "Let the soldiers prepare to defend the city. Whether Yue Yong lives or dies depends on their own fate."

If the source is the Eight Banners soldiers, Qi Shan will send troops to meet them and share their pressure.As for Xiangyong, forget it.

In Qishan's view, it's not worth losing troops and generals for Xiangyong.

These townspeople can only blame their bad luck.

In the southern suburbs of Yangzhou, Liang Shaoqiong met the forward troops of the Taiping Army who were besieging Yangzhou in the north.

Liang Shaoqiong ordered all the troops to occupy the enemy on the spot under the cover of the accompanying carriage and luggage.

Under the cover of the cavalry, the artillerymen hurriedly assumed the accompanying 20 field cannons, loaded them with explosive bombs, and pointed the muzzles at the Taiping Army in the distance.
"Who is coming?"

A general of the Taiping Army came to the front of the battle alone, but was quickly stopped by Liang Shaoqiong. Liang Shaoqiong's personal soldiers had already pointed their guns at the Taiping Army.

"Deputy vanguard of the Northern Expedition, Wei Jun, deputy general of the right army, may I ask where your Excellency is from Qing Yao's reinforcements?" Wei Jun clasped his fists.

The thousands of people who saw Liang Shaoqiong met with their nearly ten thousand troops did not flee and scattered like birds and beasts.

This made Wei Jun very surprised. Apart from being surprised, Wei Jun and his brother were full of curiosity about this army of unknown origin and strange equipment.

Not to mention one or two thousand people, tens of thousands of Qing troops and their collapse are not uncommon.

Wei Jun's eyes swept over Liang Shaoqiong and the soldiers beside Liang Shaoqiong, and finally his eyes stopped on the word "Yue" on their uniforms.

"Are you from Guangdong?"

"I am Liang Shaoqiong, the deputy commander of Guangdong Yueyong." Liang Shaoqiong answered loudly.

He raised his voice not because of confidence, but because of embolden himself.

Facing a big battle for the first time, if you are not nervous, it must be fake.

Be nervous, but Liang Shaoqiong still pretends to be calm. He is the commander of the first army. If he loses his composure, it will definitely affect the morale of the underground soldiers.

Although Liang Shaoqiong didn't have any experience in war before, he still understood this simple truth.

"A good soldier, a rare good soldier. You are different from the Qing Yao I met. Your soldier looks a bit decent, but you don't know how to fight." Wei Jun felt sorry for this well-proportioned army. .

(End of this chapter)