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Chapter 936 The Joining of the African Legion ([-]rd update, please subscribe)
Thousands of corpses were scattered on the open grassland, groups of vultures were nibbling among the corpses, and at the edge of the battlefield, hyenas who smelled blood had already appeared in groups, biting Corpses on the edge of the battlefield.Sometimes, they would take away the corpses on the battlefield in groups, but for those soldiers in khaki uniforms, they didn't dare to approach them at all.

But for these hyenas, the dense corpses on the battlefield are already an unprecedented feast.

The smell of blood on the battlefield spreads far, and eventually it will attract nearby scavengers such as vultures, hyenas, and black-backed jackals. Those corpses will eventually become food in their stomachs and disappear naturally in this world superior.

Although it was only some indigenous tribes that stood in front of the Ming African Army.And the so-called tribal warriors are just a group of naked savages with spears.

But it was no surprise that they all regarded death as home, which also made every battle so bloody—it should be bloody one-sided.

Although the battle is over, the battlefield is still filled with gunpowder smoke, and most of the soldiers carrying rifles in the smoke are cleaning the battlefield with samurai swords in their hands.

"Hurry up, hurry up, work over there!"

On the edge of the battlefield, Matsuda, holding a samurai sword, pointed at a group of captive natives and pointed to the woods not far away.

These dark-skinned natives walked over there blankly. Many of them were injured. They looked at these guys holding fire-breathing sticks in horror, their eyes full of fear.

More than a dozen soldiers guarded the captives on the left and right. After walking a dozen steps forward, Matsuda turned his head and smiled slyly at the team leader Koko Akiyama. Koko Akiyama didn't notice the smile of his subordinates at all. He doesn't care about that either.

"How many bullets are left?"

"Reporting to your Excellency, the team leader, there are currently 876 rounds of ammunition left in our team, with an average of 17 rounds of ammunition per rifle..."

Sergeant Kasahara's answer made Akiyama Koko frowned.

"I don't know when the logistics will catch up. I tell everyone to pay attention to saving bullets. I will go to the squadron leader to ask if there are any bullets there..."

For the East African Legion, which has gone deep into the hinterland of Africa and traveled thousands of kilometers, logistics is the biggest problem. Their troops have been continuously reduced during the long journey, not because of fighting, but because of disease.

Many people died of disease.

The reason why Akiyama Yoshiko was promoted to the squad leader was not because of his outstanding record, but because... many people died of illness. He was promoted from a soldier to a sergeant, and then temporarily promoted from a non-commissioned officer to a second lieutenant.

"Your Excellency, Captain, if there are no bullets, if the troops encounter such a large tribe as today, we can only fight with samurai swords, and we will probably sacrifice a lot by then!"

Before Vice Captain Kasahara could finish speaking, Koko Akiyama spoke.

"Baga! As a samurai, how can we not use a samurai sword? Without bullets, we will fight with a samurai sword. As long as we have breath, we must continue to move forward, complete our mission, and join forces with the West African Legion!"

Join forces with the West African Legion!
As long as they join forces, their mission will be completed!By that time, this piece of land will also become Daming's land, and their sacrifices will be worth it!
As a warrior, he should die for His Majesty the Emperor!

This is the responsibility of the samurai!
Like all the Japanese warriors of the Ming Dynasty, while agreeing with this responsibility, Akiyama Yoshiko certainly hopes to live in Africa to make military exploits for His Majesty and the Empire.

And deep down in his heart, of course, he also yearns for land—according to His Majesty's promise to them, after the war is over, he will reward the warriors with a piece of land that can produce no less than 400 shim.

400 shi meters of land!
Such a piece of land is very attractive to all the samurai including Akiyama Koko, they have even planned it in their hearts, and after the march is over and the land is allocated, they will take over their families... not even They need to pick up their families. Although there are less than 600 soldiers left in their brigade, there are more than 800 laborers accompanying the army. Except half of these people are men who do heavy physical labor such as pulling carts. There are more than 400 women. Although those native women have dark skin, they are the best spiritual comfort for these warriors in the army. The slim figure of the native women has always been their favorite. Among them, many women are even pregnant, and they all have their own masters. Sergeant Kasahara's woman is a woman who looks quite beautiful.

In the future, they will definitely take root here with those native women. Japan, no, Dongying, who wants to go back to the impoverished Dongying?
"Yes! Your Excellency's lesson is very true, it is the humble job who has forgotten the root of a warrior..."

Faced with the chief's reprimand, Kasahara repeatedly bowed and apologized. At this moment, the voice of "Hey, hey" came from a distance, accompanied by screams.

"Damn it, let Songyuan and the others take them away."

Koko Akiyama muttered casually, and at this moment, as if he had discovered some danger, he stood up abruptly, then took out the binoculars, and observed into the distance.

"Someone!"

someone!

At the end of the horizon, a small group of people can be vaguely seen. Unlike the naked natives, they are wearing yellow military uniforms. Although the military uniforms are worn out, they look like a pile of rags, but When he saw them through the telescope, Akiyama Koko shouted excitedly.

"Quick, hurry up and report to your Excellency, the West African Legion, the troops of the West African Legion are coming!"

Those who looked no better than beggars were none other than Daming's West African Legion. In this wasteland, only they would wear the same military uniform, and only they would fly Daming's sun and moon flag.

Although they saw each other's flags, they seemed to be looking at each other. At a distance of several meters, Akiyama Koko looked at these guys who looked similar to each other - more beggars than soldiers.

They are all the same - wearing old military uniforms, and the boots on their feet are also tattered. The only thing that is still bright and eye-catching is their flag, the Sun and Moon Flag of Ming Dynasty!

Qiushan Haogu hurriedly saluted and stood upright.

"Your Excellency, Major, I am Koko Akiyama, Second Lieutenant of the No.30 Sixth Expedition Brigade of the East African Army of the Ming Empire!"

"I am Ding Pengjie, Major of the No.19 Expedition Brigade of the West African Legion of the Ming Empire!"

When the voice fell, Ding Pengjie stepped forward and hugged, and then he said excitedly.

"Okay, we finally met!"

(End of this chapter)