Villager of Daming

Chapter 1267: Secret Code Deciphered by Da Huangsheng

"This mutton is really delicious, but it's a pity that there is no chive sauce. When I meet up with the main force, I will definitely eat half a pound of chive sauce."

Five hundred guards ran to the hill and set up camp. Qi Qili drove the sheep there to cover up his identity and killed some of them for meat.

Except for the baby, all the family members of 'Kodamu' helped. They were skilled in slaughtering sheep and could even do so without water. After slaughtering the sheep, the blood would not flow outside but would be wrapped in the stomach to prevent the smell of blood from attracting carnivores.

In addition, sheep's blood is precious and they are reluctant to throw it away. As for hygiene or not, they don't care as long as they can eat it.

If I have time, I will make sheep blood sausage. If I am too busy, I will just eat sheep blood tofu, including other internal organs.

Qiqili was tied up and not given any food. He would not starve to death if he went hungry for a few meals, as long as he had water. There was a spring on this small hill, but it was not the hill that Qiqili pointed to. There was no spring on that hill, but rain water would flow down when it rained.

The mountains here are good, so everyone used engineering shovels to expand the water source, and picked up pebbles from the river, washed them and put them into the expanded pit to purify the water.

The guards had no intention of launching an offensive battle against the men arranged by Qiqili right now. They were waiting for their own large group of troops to come and encircle them.

It's easy to guess that the enemy they are facing belongs to Qiqili's most elite troops. If they run to flat ground and the enemy cavalry attacks frantically, it will be a loss if even one person dies on their side.

"Our Wanhu! Would you like some water?"

Zhu Dan looked at the simple defensive fortifications that had been built, felt relieved, and went to chat with Qi Qili.

"Hmph!" Qi Qili turned his head to the other side.

"You know what? We want to fight you once, specifically against your elite troops, killing many people, just to show it to the people of Nahachu.

However...the virtue of loving life is in line with the people's wishes.

You ask your people to surrender, no, surrender, and I will make you a marquis in return. We won't fight anymore. People will die in war. Do you think you can still escape?"

Zhu Dan didn't care about the other party's attitude. He could understand that anyone would feel uncomfortable being caught. Persuading them would reduce losses and reduce the casualties of the enemy, which would also bring benefits. The Ming Dynasty was short of population.

"You can't run away. You will never guess where they are." Qi Qili continued to twist his neck to look in another direction.

"You will never guess that we gave them the wrong order according to the marks you left. Do you think they will listen to you? Look at what I drew, is it correct? This is the assembly, and this is twenty miles."

As Zhu Dan spoke, he drew on the ground with his fingers, which was actually writing.

Qi Qili finally turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened: "How did you know the secret words I um... figured out?"

"How could we do that? We just have someone keep an eye on you. We have binoculars. When you sneak around and leave traces, we'll watch. Once the team leaves, someone will go and write down the traces.

Send a telegram to the main force, and they will ask us to use a grid with nine horizontal and nine vertical lines to mark the position of the words you wrote.

For example, for this character, which turns around and around, we set the beginning to three, stretch it horizontally to seven, and then connect it diagonally to the lower left.

The telegraph cannot send pictures, but it can send digital locations, which will be restored using the same grid.

You just modified the original writing, that is, the writing of your people before the Phags-pa script.

We have people there who can compare and translate it for me, so that they can tell me how to draw it.

Your secret code is too easy to be cracked. I can't understand how a small local force like you, granted by the Northern Yuan Dynasty, dare to confront the most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty?
I think you know that there is a master in our team, the legendary one, awesome, right? Hehehehe..."

Zhu Dan was very patient and explained to Qi Qili while he was writing.

Qi Qili was in a daze. He looked at the secret words written by Zhu Dan and seemed unable to accept them.

"Would you like some mutton soup? It's delicious." Zhu Dan waited for a while and saw that the other party was still in an out-of-body state, so he wanted to use food to call back his soul.

"If I surrender to Zhu Yuanzhang, will he make me a marquis?" Qi Qili suddenly said something compromising.

"For the sake of the people of the world, of course I will. After all, there are still some people who have not surrendered, so we have to pretend. I'll go get you a bowl of mutton soup."

Zhu Dan didn't move at all while talking. Someone went to serve the soup, including his.

There were no big pots in the team, only small pots that one person could carry.

In one of the small pots was stewed crucian carp and mutton trotter soup. It was not eaten by others and was specially prepared for the breastfeeding woman because she had to feed her baby.

The crucian carp was caught from a small river. There was no hook or net. I just used branches to stun the carp and caught it.

Ten people, each holding a leafless branch, started snapping at the places where there were fish, and picked up the fish directly from downstream.

I found some mushrooms and tender wild vegetables, added the dry sauce I brought with me, and made a wild vegetable and mushroom soybean paste soup.

The woman took a mouthful of meat soup and a mouthful of vegetable soup. In fact, she could have cooked everything together, but the taste would have been terrible.

"Is there too much salt in this soup?" The old woman who helped take care of the woman tasted the soybean paste soup and found it too salty, which would not help with milk production.

"Not much. It depends on the specific situation of breast milk. It won't work without salt. We told the main force about the situation here, and specifically said that there was a child who was breastfeeding. We asked over there and they told us to give him soybean paste soup.

After we reunite, someone will take care of you. The conditions are not good right now, so just hold on.

Eat meat and vegetables, and let your baby get some sun when the sun is not too strong, and cover his eyes. "

The guard in charge here explained to the old woman that if a breastfeeding woman eats too much salt, she will not produce milk, and if she eats too little salt, the same will happen.

"It's great, it's already great. When I was raising my child, no one built a fence for me. You are so kind."

The old woman, whose teeth were missing, smiled and turned to see the baby sleeping in the girl's arms.

The woman drank her soup slowly, and this time everyone was less reserved.

During the interaction, the palace guards did not behave disrespectfully towards them at all. They even built a barrier for the breastfeeding woman, which she could hold up while breastfeeding so that others could not see.

If it were any other army, with so many men discovering young girls and women, they would probably have evil thoughts.

"In fact, we are more afraid of death. Military discipline cannot be violated. We must not harm the civilians. Otherwise... kill!"

To be honest, the guard didn't dare to do it at all. The reason why he was chosen to take charge was because he had a crush on a palace maid in the mansion.

No matter from which aspect, he had to keep his original intention. The woman chosen by Qiqili was the most beautiful in that place, and the girl also had no good intentions.

Once the Ming army did something they shouldn't have done, once it was publicized...

……

At the same time, people were eating elsewhere. The people from Qiqili and Nahachu were eating and drinking soup. Those who had mushrooms cooked mushroom soup.

The difference is that the people of Nahachu secretly took medicine before drinking the soup. There was no other way, because there was rhubarb in the soup, and it was raw rhubarb, neither cooked nor made with wine.

The key is to directly add rhubarb powder without any other ingredients.

In order to avoid any problems, take other medicines first and be prepared!
(End of this chapter)