Chapter 23: Defection (Page 1/1)

In the early morning, the mountain fog on the coast was still thick, and the wolf smoke rose for no reason, making Deng Zilong frown on the ship.

He didn't know what was happening on the land, he only knew that Chen Mu, who was supposed to light the wolf smoke last night, had been away from a night, and it seemed that the battle should have been won, but he only let him go thirty miles, which was unreasonable.

They were raids, and they already had a great advantage, but because the battle with the St. Pablo fleet made the Ming army have a little understanding of the combat power of the Xiyi sea, so they were more cautious in their deployment.

But now that the land war has ended, it is time to move quickly to Manila.

In any case, at present, they can only rely on the beacon fire in the mountains to transmit information, and Deng Zilong can only lead the fleet to advance thirty miles according to the order.

The humidity of Manghu Mountain in the early morning was extremely heavy, and sleeping in the wild overnight made Chen Mu worry about the next attack, the hot and humid climate was not unbearable for the flag army from Guangdong, and the real difficulty was the mosquito bites sleeping outside.

Fortunately, the carrying equipment of the banner army carried a tent cloth painted with tung oil, and even so, they still did not feel well last night.

He needed a baggage team, and Wei Balang brought hundreds of recruits, escorted buckets and lime, and made liquid according to the method of repelling insects in Fujian and Guangzhou, so that they could be dewormed when they were stationed in the camp. On the other hand, the captured ordnance and robes should be dug and buried on the spot, and more enemy corpses should be disposed of.

In this kind of weather, a huge number of corpses are piled up on the side of the road, and it will not be long before the area becomes a hotbed of plague.

Last night was a great victory, with a coherent attack from all sides throwing this large but complex army into disarray, and many of the enemies were not even killed by the banner army, but by the friendly forces who had lost their torches.

They were all disrupted, including Chen Mu's banner army, which also lost its position at the end of the battle and transformed into a squad led by a general flag or a small flag, but for different reasons. The enemy army was scattered, and they were for the purpose of chasing and killing.

The real hard-fought battle lasted only more than half an hour after the artillery was fired, and then it was scattered into local battles, and there were still uninterrupted small encounters in the dense forest late at night, and the flag army returned in the dark, and more than 200 men did not return until early in the morning.

Their losses were minimal.

"Let the wounded soldiers go and direct the prisoners to dig the pits, bury the corpses of the enemy, and stay away from our graves."

Chen Mu only slept for two hours, and with a few family members, he struggled to lift the simple coffin dug out of the log and push it into the grave, and took a shovel from the flag army to fill the soil.

Last night, one of his subordinates was killed by a stray bullet from a musket, and in addition to dozens of others, many more were wounded. Originally, the death of dozens of people could have been avoided, the enemy army was chaotic from the beginning, and there were even a large number of surrenders or even defections in the back, but their troops were also chaotic in the pursuit, and it was easy to be attacked by people when they chased into the dense forest.

They captured thousands of men, almost as many as he could still fight.

Last night's battle was too chaotic, Chen Mu couldn't think of anything to meet the battlefield defection, seeing that the occupation was unfavorable, hundreds of ronins shouted Han led by a few people to draw their swords and slash at the friendly army, even the captain of Xiyi was suddenly hacked to death by them, and as soon as the Ming army approached, he dropped his weapons on the battlefield and sat down, very well-behaved and calm.

The flag army was stunned, leaving some people to take care of the rest and then put into the battle, and when the battle was over, they were busy collecting the prisoners' weapons, so they put them together to take care of them, and they didn't remember them until early in the morning, so Chen Mu asked Long Junxiong to ask.

"Those ronins, what's going on?"

The main thing is that these guys who wear military uniforms and hold Japanese swords, and who are mixed with Japanese criminals, shouting at Chinese make people feel too strange.

"It's the Japanese, who has lived in Luzon for several years, and the leader is called Liandou, the first guard on the merchant ship of the Japanese Kingdom, who was shipwrecked and rescued by the merchants of Quanzhou, who raised him as a knife hand and can speak Chinese, and some Japanese people followed him for a few years to make a living."

"Manila was captured by the Xiyi, and they became the soldiers of the Xiyi, and they defected." Long Junxiong shook his head and smiled with emotion at the impermanence of the world,

"When he was drunk, the Xiyi soldiers beat him, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he killed him."

As he spoke, Long Junxiong raised his hand and offered a small piece of broken gold and a few coins of silver, and said: "The savings he hid on his body, asked the handsome man if he could let them go, and he didn't want any weapons, money, and clothes with him, so he wanted to save his life." ”

Chen Mu sat beside the cannon and carefully turned his handcuffs, turned his head to look at the more than two dozen widows who were kneeling and sitting upright in the distance, and then looked at the broken gold in Long Junxiong's hand, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want to keep him?" ”

"If you can get half a tael of gold in a few years, you are also capable. If you don't want to keep it, put the money in the spoils; If you want to stay, give him the money, hit Manila and they will go first, if you are still alive, in Manila, there is no problem, you should be a pro-credit. ”

Long Junxiong was overjoyed and grinned: "Thank you Shuaiye!" ”

After saluting, he ran over and threw the gold and silver to Liandou, and gave four knives to more than 20 Japanese people, and assigned them to go to the prisoners and dig pits.

Waiting for the sun to come out, this side seems to be closer to the sun, the sun shines through the shade of the trees and the neck is very hot, with Wei Balang leading the new soldiers to come, after completing the prisoner escort handover, Chen Mujun divided the army into three divisions and advanced one after another.

There were too many captives, and there were many aborigines, so he planned to take most of them to Banshilan City to see how much Suleiman could recruit, and the remaining part of those who were willing to go to Manila with him would be separated and mixed together with Liandou and distributed a small number of weapons.

The three soldiers and horses each led 100 surrendered troops, with Shao Tingda as the vanguard, Shiqi and the artillery team sent behind, and Chen Mu waited for the follow-up prisoners and war spoils to be transported before starting to hurry.

During the break, Pinto, a Portuguese who crossed the ocean from the mirror to find Chen Mu, wrote a note next to him, which made Chen Mu really believe that Pinto was an adventurer when he was young, although Pinto did not participate in the battle last night, but he was also very calm by Chen Mu's side, and even gave Chen Mu a few emergency responses that the Spaniards would make.

Meritorious service.

Chen Mu felt very curious, although the old Pinto was Portuguese, their country did not seem to want to be an enemy of Spain, but he was very energetic under Chen Mu, just like ...... It's like having a vendetta against Spain.

"General, I accept your employment, and you also promise to pay me a monthly salary, as an employee I should contribute to you. Moreover, we have signed a treaty with Spain, and under the papal arbitration, everything east of the three hundred and seventy miles west of the Azores belongs to Portugal, and Luzon should have been a trade route for our country, and Philip reneged on the treaty. ”

"Although the addition of the general will not make Luzon ours, I would prefer Luzon to our friends than the Spaniards, and if the general gets Manila, the Portuguese can come and do business, right?"

Chen Mu smiled, waved his hand and said, "Don't write, go on the road, today's march of thirty miles is to let the soldiers rest." Instead of thinking about this, it is better to worry about how to make yourself travel hundreds of miles in a day. ”

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