In fact, Lin Manjue knew that what Lin Xiao wanted to ask most was not why this war was.

What he wanted to ask was why they were them, and why they were the people who had turned from farmers to village warriors, and from village warriors to battalion soldiers.

They are not those who were born in the military and pursue merit and glory, they are neither glorious nor glorious in the army, but they are so ordinary that they can no longer be ordinary, they can't stand the bandits' captivity year after year, even if there is a slight chance to avoid war, to bribe the bandit leaders in order to avoid war, to curry favor with the county officials for protection, they have tried.

All the roads can't go, there is no way, they have no surplus food and no surplus land, and they are forced to carry weapons to resist, and even some young descendants join the army because they have no money to beg their mothers-in-law, so they pin their heads to their waists because of a promise.

Even now, all most of them want is to save some money, buy some fields and cattle, and never go to war again for the rest of their lives.

In the end, Lin Manjue still didn't cut enough wood for his fallen subordinates to make coffins, not because he didn't want to do it, he tried to lead the fleet to dock at the shallows four times, but they needed too much wood, so they only made a few coffins, and the corpses of the robes began to rot.

There was no other way, and for more than half a month, his men were braiding ropes at sea, using those shirts and trousers torn from the Spanish soldiers and the palm skin of the island to form a not-so-tough rope.

The wood they collected was not enough to make a coffin, but it was enough to nail the gun windows and deck openings of the shark ship, and a 200-grain shark ship was used as a large coffin, dragged by the other four shark boats, and the sails drifted slowly on the sea.

Chen Mu said that corpses would produce plague, and Lin Manjue didn't even dare to keep the soldiers who operated the ships, so he simply slowly floated in the eastern waters of the island, looking at the island from time to time with a telescope, as long as he could still see the outline, he was relieved.

The remaining four shark ships were still mourning all over the wilderness, the food and water were gradually dwindling, and the enemy's defenses in various places along the coast of the island were enough to guard against them, and it became more and more difficult to sneak up to the islands, and they could not go up even though the land was there, and the rest of the baggage was not enough for them to return to Luzon.

Everything is in a dilemma.

One night at the beginning of the third month of their arrival on the island, a small shark boat cut its ropes and ran away with the water and food on board, and Lin Manjue, who was worried about sleepless at night, found it when they were about to leave, but he did not say anything, but watched his shark boat leave with more than forty men.

He had expected this.

He didn't know where those men would go, or if they would survive, and at this moment, it didn't matter.

The endless sea swallowed up time and space, and also destroyed all firm beliefs, Lin Manjue no longer believed that he could really live, although they still ate and drank every day, but it seemed that the heavens reminded them in another way that they should die.

The rest of the sailors were always fighting over trivial matters, and his ship was bleeding, but he did not stop his men as he had done in the past, and even amused himself by watching them fight to the flesh.

Nothing mattered, he counted the seventeen dried ears in his pocket, and there was only one thought left in his mind - before he died, he wanted revenge.

Avenge those who have died and will die.

The scheming Lin Manjue always stared at Guam with bloodshot eyes, and his straight eyes made everyone feel terrible, especially when he nervously ordered the helmsman to slowly approach Guam in all directions in the dark of night over and over again, and then turn around and disappear into the deep night again before he was about to be discovered.

Such rumors spread on the three shark boats, and the Lin Jiang, whom they respected, had gone crazy.

A person who is not crazy will not take advantage of the night to row a dinghy onto a shark boat that serves as a coffin, and then come back by himself after a while.

They will not ask the sailors who have worked as hunters on the island over and over again to ask them to draw the rivers they find in perfect detail, and the slightest dissatisfaction will be exchanged for punches and kicks.

This was more worrying to the crew than the dwindling food and water and heavy battle losses.

People don't know and have never thought about what the belief that supports Lin Manjue is, but people know that the belief that supports them to fight on this island is and always will be Lin Manjue.

"There is enough water for ten days, and food for six days."

Recording the several battles on the ship today and the mental state of the crew in his notes, Lin Xiao closed the thick leather book, stacked it on the table with a song book he carried with him, turned his head to look at the sergeant who came back from counting the water and food, this young old soldier called Xiucai pursed his lips and muttered: "I must go ashore once, take some risks." ”

"Just three outposts, two days, bypass the enemy army and set up posts, find river caves, three hundred water bladders and some meat."

There were only ninety-six of them left, and both shark boats were not in the group, with all this water and bat meat...... Lin Xiao calculated, it was enough for them to last for four or five more days.

To put it mildly, Lin Xiao is much more optimistic than Lin Manjue, he doesn't have so much pressure, and he is naturally relaxed. He calculated that it has been more than three months since Zeng Xishun returned, and even if there is an accident, three months is enough for the commander to send troops over, and now the Nanyang Fleet should be on the way.

They just need to hold out for a few more days.

It's not that Lin Xiao thinks of them too much, Guam is the forward position of Xiyi, and the enemy army is constantly gathering here, so this ordinary small island has become a battleground for soldiers, and no one has room to retreat.

"Yes, you have to go ashore once!"

When Lin Xiao informed his uncle of his thoughts, what answered him was Lin Manjue's almost fanatical face, which made Lin Xiao a little worried, looked at Lin Manjue's eyes and asked carefully, "Uncle, how many days have you not slept in?" ”

Lin Manjue waved his hand almost arrogantly, discharged a sketched topographic map from the messy table, slapped his big hand on it and pointed to several places along the coast and said: "In these three places, the defenders are not more than a hundred, and we will wait for the landing to sweep them away in one fell swoop, and pile their corpses into the boat, four days, only four days." ”

Lin Manjue's eyes seemed to be dripping blood, he raised four fingers, and looked directly at Lin Xiao with aggressive eyes, "Four days of rot, the official army said, rotten plague, plague with water." Before I die, I can throw them into the river. ”

"Three hundred lives, I want them three thousand lives to pay back!" Lin Manjue only clenched his fists, suddenly let go, got up and walked out of the cabin, "I'm looking for thirty, no, fifty people, the rest of the food and water is enough for you to take them to Luzon, as long as there are no these fifty people, you can go home, I'll go-"

Bang!

Just as Lin Manjue was about to walk out of the hatch, Lin Xiao behind him pounced violently, and the two broke through the hatch and fell on the deck, Lin Xiao shouted: "Hold down your uncle and tie him up!" He's going to die! ”

At first, the sailors on the ship didn't dare to move, but at this time, when they heard that Lin Manjue was going to seek death, they hurriedly pounced, and heard Lin Manjue shouting for revenge, and even stepped up his movements, which tied him tightly.

O plague, it is a plague of heaven, how can it be controlled by men?

Not to mention that Lin Manjue wants to die.

Xiucai, who was almost out of strength, stood up, watched his uncle be gagged and tied back to the cabin, he leaned against the railing to prevent himself from falling, and said to the overwhelmed robe: "Uncle is fine, when the reinforcements arrive, it will be fine." I have calculated that in ten days, the commander will lead the army to arrive, and I only need to go ashore to get a little food and water, and I can last until I go home! ”

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