Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 494 Minions
Muling Pass.

The emperor's imperial decree was passed down, Meng Xianrong was promoted to the commander-in-chief of Zhongsu Town, and the assassin Wen Hu was also promoted to guerrilla.

Most of the Shence Town troops stationed at Muling Pass will be withdrawn back to Qingzhou, leaving only one battalion temporarily stationed at Muling Pass, while Meng Xian will go to Qingdao to take over Zhongsu Town.

Wen Hu became the battalion officer who stayed behind.

"Didn't we win the battle, why do we still have to evacuate?" Wen Hu was a little surprised.

"That's because Boluo ran away. Now there will be no Tartars coming from this direction, and this place is far away from the coast, so there is no need for our main force to stay here. Shence is stationed in Qingzhou and Zhongsu is stationed in Qingdao. It is all for war prepare."

"Then I don't want to stay either, why stay here without a fight?" Wen Hu grumbled.

"You boy, stay here well. Although you are only given a battalion of troops, don't you still have the courage of the country? You don't have nothing to do. Next, while you guard Muling Pass, you also need to clean up the surrounding mountains. Those who occupy the mountains are kings, those who hide in the mountains must be cleaned up and reorganized, those who dare to make troubles must be exterminated, the hungry people must be recruited, the wasteland will be reclaimed, and the township volunteers will be trained during the slack period..."

Wen Hu's face was full of displeasure, "Mr. Meng, can you stay with another brother?"

"You were allowed to stay, but the sage hand-picked him. He said that you can fight well. This is to praise you. Otherwise, you would be the leader of the team when you came to Muling Pass. No matter how much you are promoted, you will not be promoted to guerrillas."

"I've been a battalion officer twice before."

"Do you still have the face to say? One thing is one thing, two things can't be repeated. Don't think it's an honor. It's unprecedented to be promoted to the battalion officer this time. I'll go to Zhongsu Town right away. If you mess around again in the future, But no one will protect you."

"General Town, why don't you take me to Zhongsu Town? You have to bring a few helpers when you go there, right? I'll go and serve as a standard army for you?"

Meng Xian patted Wen Hu, he really wanted to take this guy away, although he likes to cause trouble, but he is really fierce in fighting, it's a pity that the emperor appointed him to stay at Muling Pass.

"Do it well, you can go straight to heaven, let the saint know your name, you boy has a bright future in the future, don't always think that you have nothing to do if you stay, you can work hard in any position, a general can't just know how to charge and defend one side , Training soldiers and horses is also very important.

Now you are not only a battalion officer in Shence Town, but also the guard of Muling Pass, and the coach of the Muling Pass regiment. You have several positions, which shows that the saint values ​​you. "

However, Wen Hu rolled his eyes straight, "Ten thousand is ten thousand, that is, to lead a battalion of people to guard this barren mountain, and then lead a group of hungry people and ordinary people. It's no use."

"Why don't you get the hang of it, kid? Think about how our Shence Town came to be? Wasn't it the Huzhou Rebel Army? You're young now, and your position is not high, but you have a piece of your own territory right away. Many generals and lieutenants don't have it.

You should think about it now, how to seize this opportunity,

If you have the ability, you can recruit refugees here, train the soldiers of the village, and keep farming and guarding. If you can train 8000 people by then, when there is a war ahead, you will be called to attack, and then you will fight one or two beautiful battles. When the time comes, your garrison might become a town of troops."

Meng Xian had to give this guy some good advice.

"How can there be such a good thing!"

"It depends on man's effort. It all depends on your ability. If you don't have any confidence in yourself, then take it as I didn't say it. If you have a little ambition, then you should work hard. There must be difficulties, but think about it when we were in Suijin Township in Huzhou Wasn’t the situation more difficult at Juyi? How many times have we failed? But has Jin Zongjin ever been discouraged?”

"You have to work hard, you have to persevere, and work hard. I am in Qingdao. If something really happens, remember to come to me."

"They all come from Changxing, Huzhou. Don't disgrace our Jiangdong children!"

Wen Hu was agitated, blushing and slapping his chest, "Just for saying that, I, Wen Hu, stayed. Not only did I stay, but I also wanted to do something good."

"Remember what you said now, go!"

Meng Xian led a team of servants to leave first. He had to go through Qingzhou to meet his old boss Jin Gongyu, then go to Laizhou to meet Sheng, and then return to Qingdao to meet Tong Zhongsu Town.

Before leaving, he asked someone to pack the preserved tartar scalp.

Although nearly [-] Tartars were killed in several battles at Muling Pass, not many heads were obtained, because the Tartars would try their best to get their heads back every time, and only a few were snatched by the Ming army.

The ones that were snatched back were mostly heads, because it was already summer and it was not easy to preserve them. He originally planned to just cut off the left ear as a proof, but Meng Xian got angry when he saw the braids on those heads, and finally ordered to cut off the braids. Cut off the entire Tartar scalp behind the ear, such a complete piece of scalp is easy to preserve and carry, especially the golden-tailed rat tail is still intact on it.

A piece of scalp can basically be seen as a real Tartar at a glance. After all, even the Ming army or ordinary people who shaved their hair are often very different from the Tartars who have kept money and rat tails for many years.

In addition to being easy to preserve and easy to identify, there is another reason for Meng Xian's scalping, which is to hate the shaving order of the Tartars. Don't you Tartars force the Han people in the Central Plains to shave their hair? Don't you like to wear braids? Now after beheading you, they will not let you You die and go with your braids.

Let's see who the hell is ruthless.

"How to deal with those prisoners?"

There are still dozens of captives in Muling Pass, that is, a battalion of Tartars who came to attack that night. Most of them were beheaded and some were captured. They have been locked up these days, starving every meal. The already hungry skinny has only breath left.

Meng Xian originally wanted to kill them to save trouble, but the emperor ordered these tartars to be taken to Laizhou.

"Before departure, give them a full meal. Don't starve to death on the way. Since His Majesty keeps them useful, they can't die."

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In the prison camp.

An auxiliary soldier of the Shence Army rang an iron bar, which was the sound of dinner, and used the iron bar as a bell.

Hearing the sound, all the captives heard the prestige and came.

Isha sat up weakly.

"Master, I'll make porridge for you." Baoyi Abadis was also dying of hunger, but he still took the initiative.

Flies were buzzing around, and Isha chased away the neighbor uncle Naman, but the fly flew a few times, then landed back, and continued to bite on Naman's wound.

The bear-like man led Na Man, but at this moment he was lying on the ground without moving. Several wounds were emitting a foul smell, and some wounds even had maggots crawling around.

"Uncle, the porridge is ready, wake up." Isha called, this neighbor took good care of him all the way from outside the pass to Shandong.

But Naman only hummed lightly, indicating that he was still alive, but he couldn't even sit up.

Many captives are already struggling to get the porridge.

Isha looked at Naman, feeling a little sad. These days they still had some hope, thinking that King Boluo could break through and everyone would be saved, but now King Boluo has evacuated. Yishui also fought another battle with the Ming army, and more than 1000 people died. Now they have gone directly to Jinan, and they have completely abandoned them.

The captives were desperate.

Addis went to fetch porridge.

In the end, he brought back a thick porridge that could stand up to chopsticks, and there were even some wild vegetables in it.

The skin of the captives who hadn’t eaten salt for several days began to swell. There was no oil, no salt, no vegetables, and they only had a little soup to hang their lives.

Suddenly seeing this different food, I was stunned.

Then a few magical assistant soldiers came over and threw a two-finger-wide salted fish at each person's feet.

Isha quickly picked it up, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. Although there was dry wood and even sand, the long-lost salty taste made him feel comfortable, and even the wounds on his body seemed to be less painful.

Coated Addis cried while holding the dried salted fish.

"What are you crying for? Be careful that you will be punished by the Ming army." Isha cursed angrily. , he still cursed.

Addis wiped away his tears, "Master, the Ming army gave us such a good meal, I'm afraid this meal will be on the road."

Isha was stunned.

"Master, those prisoners in Daming's death row will have a meal delivered before their execution, which will be much better than eating in advance. After eating, they will be beheaded and go on the road. Are we going to be executed on the road too?"

Isiha still had half a piece of dried salted fish stuffed in his mouth, but suddenly it was tasteless and tasteless.

He couldn't help but think of his hometown village in Liaodong outside the Guan, and the mother, brothers and sisters in the village, who were still waiting for him to be rewarded for his meritorious service, waiting for him to bring the reward back home, waiting for him to snatch back the slaves and cattle.

After his father was injured in the robbery, he dragged himself on the bed for several years, completely dragging down the whole family. The whole family was counting on him to turn the family around this time.

But now he is eating his head off and is about to hit the road.

Thinking of this, fear struck, complete despair.

After all, Isha was just an underage boy. At this moment, he was no longer the old-fashioned person who worked hard, and he burst into tears.

"Howling!"

A magical auxiliary soldier came over and whipped him directly, and Adis quickly lay on the master's body to protect him, "Don't hit my master, don't hit me."

He speaks Chinese, or Shandong dialect.

The auxiliary soldier was stunned for a moment, and looked at the tartar with the tail of money, "Are you Han?"

Adis protects Isha, who is still breaking down and crying, and nods to the auxiliary soldiers.

This made the auxiliary soldiers very puzzled and angry, "You are Han, why are you still protecting this little man?"

"He is my master."

"Fuck," the auxiliary soldier couldn't help cursing, "What's your name, who is it, why did you recognize Tartar as your master?"

Addis hesitated.

The auxiliary soldier couldn't help kicking him over, "Say it! If you don't say it, you will kill your Tartar master!"

"Don't cut it, I say, I say, my name is Addis,"

"Chinese name!"

"Song Mingwu, was originally an eunuch in Lu Wangfu in Yanzhou. In the 15th year of Chongzhen, the Qing army broke Yanzhou, and was captured by the old master to Liaodong. This year, he entered the pass with the young master..."

"Wait, you said you were originally a eunuch from Prince Lu's Mansion?"

"I was originally a eunuch in the Beijing palace, but later I was transferred to Yanzhou Lu Wangfu to be a servant of the flattery department..."

　Thanks to Daiming Zhongliang Li Laiheng for the reward, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)