ps: The collection is about to be 3200, and the addition is ready. Without adding more today, I will continue with three chapters.

Chenjia Iron Ore Mine.

This place, where thousands of Qing soldiers and Xiangyong prisoners of war were held, may seem like a big gunpowder pile to outsiders, but in fact it is very peaceful. Not only because of the well-equipped mine guards, but also because of the spies who hid among the prisoners of war and laborers.

The latter, Chen Jiajun, resolutely refused to admit it on the surface, but whether it was a prisoner of war or a laborer in the iron mine, he knew it all. Therefore, these prisoners of war and laborers, who were cautious in their words, could not set off a storm in the iron mines.

Not to mention that the Chen family also publicly commended + rewarded those 'rebels' who whistleblessed. If the informant had been a prisoner of war of the Qing army, he would have been treated like a laborer at once - the food would have been much better, his life would have been improved every three days, his accommodation would have been much better, and he would have a good salary, although there would be some personal restrictions; And if the informant is a villager militiaman, his treatment will be even higher, and he will directly become Chen Jiajun's own person -- he will become a supervisor in the mine, and the overall treatment will be better. Depending on the severity of the whistleblower, the two can also get a reward of different values.

This method of the Chen family cooperated with the disrupting and splitting of the group, so that the militia and township soldiers of different towns and counties stayed together, and the green battalion soldiers from different battalion heads were organized together, and those who had prestige and official positions were all 'reformed through labor', and really subdued the prisoners of war and laborers in the coal and iron mines.

The monk has been in the mountains for a month, getting up early every day and working in the dark, and his hair can't be shaved when he grows stubble, except that his hair is obviously different from the prisoners of war, the people, and the laborers with pigtail braids, the naked eye can no longer tell that this strong man with a dark face is no different from other prisoners of war laborers.

The moon-white mid-coat on his body has long been the same as the clothes outside, and the black is the same as carbon. Clearance has learned to sleep in piles of ore of all sizes, to sit and eat in a single place, to open his mouth to curse, to wave and hit people, to use his fists to protect the ore he has mined, and even to 'mine' iron ore with his fists. He has become one of the countless tyrants in the iron mines.

At the beginning, the pure space monk who was bent on death by the Beiru River has 'died', and when he came to the mine, more than 20 days have changed too much for the great monk of the Shaolin Temple.

-- What is said in the mouth is all false, but the fist is hard.

His life in the iron ore mines was completely different from the life he had lived in the previous thirty-five years.

After eating at noon, the alarm bell suddenly rang. Prisoners of war, laborers and laborers, all reflexively stood up, and then one by one gathered on the large playground where they were eating. I saw a group of mine guards in iron armor and holding cold knives and guns escorting a hundred and ten people into the playground.

"You, your ......, and you. Here, hurry up and ......"

"You two, come this way, this ......"

With stern cheers, it only took a moment for the mine guard team to divide the team for the hundred and ten people, and there were four more people in the group where the clearance was located.

Two of the four men knew at a glance that they were peasants who had done their duty, and their faces were full of sadness, but they did not dare to say a word when they arrived in this strange place, and they worked very hard in the afternoon. The other two are not their own people, five big and three thick, and their spirits are the same as those of frosted old hens.

In the evening, the clear space was able to figure out the origin of this group of people, and figured out their ins and outs. They are all natives of Lushan, and when the main force of the Chen family thieves went out to Yuncheng to fight with the official army, they jumped back in high spirits, but they were stewed by Chen Hui before they even pulled up the team. The leaders were all beheaded, and the remaining tenants, thugs, etc., were sent to the coal and iron mines for labor reform.

A touch of confusion flashed in the eyes of the clear air, the Chen family thieves outside, the officials and soldiers outside, only more than 20 days of mining career, he had already forgotten the days outside. All I think about is the mines, all the ores.

When I hear it now, it's like a different world, like a different world......

……

"Boom ......"

Chen Erbao watched as one of the two shells hit his own camp flag, making a big hole, and then another shell flew two or three feet above his head. Two iron bullets smashed into Chen Erbao's personal soldier queue, and in the scream, the head of one of the personal soldiers was smashed first, and then the cannonball smashed the chest of one of the personal soldiers behind. Chen Erbao saw with his own eyes that he knew the name of the pro-soldier, and the cuirass he was wearing couldn't block the iron bullet at all, so it was directly smashed through, and then the iron bullet the size of the child's fist was completely submerged into the chest of the pro-soldier. It was as if the person had been smashed down in the chest by a flying hundred-pound hammer, and his entire chest collapsed. There was also a pro-soldier whose arm was directly torn by a slow-moving shell, and the pro-soldier in the back was smashed off his calf.

The two soldiers who died directly were better, and the wounded soldiers screamed at their throats. These two people were so badly injured that they could survive, and they were useless.

The Chinese troops of Chen Erbao's battalion were suddenly shelled, and it was still such an accurate shelling. Even if he was bold and arrogant, Chen Erbai felt a tingling on his scalp. The cannonball just now passed directly above his head two or three feet, and Chen Erbao knew very well that if this cannonball was lower, the first person to be beaten would not be the soldier whose arm was torn off, but Chen Erbao himself, whose head exploded like a watermelon.

But Chen Erbao can't retreat, he is the first general of the Chen family's army, and he is also the first fierce general of the Chen family's army, and now the front-line commander on the battlefield, he must not move. Compared with his life and his own status in the future, Chen Erbao is willing to take risks.

He continued to wave the banner of the battalion, and ordered his soldiers to disperse, leaving only a few real henchmen to accompany him to continue to stand in front of the banner.

In the back of Chen Jiajun, Chen Ming put down his binoculars on the high platform. Chen Erbao didn't retreat, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. Chen Erbao's battalion, Lu Long's battalion, and Gao Jinghui's battalion on the front line, the three battalion leaders are fighting with the Qing army, Chen Erbao, as the chief general of the front line, is about to retreat suddenly, which will affect morale too much.

In a military village behind the front line of the Qing army, a high platform was also built, and Fode, Ma Wenjie and others stood on the high platform, watching the changes of Chen Jiajun with binoculars.

Ronghua mobilized several artillery pieces to bombard the location of Chen Erbao's banner, but he didn't let the Chen family's army shake a single bit. Fode has fought frequently with Chen Jiajun these days, and he no longer dares to underestimate Chen Jiajun in his heart, and he is still amazed by it at this moment.

The Chen family general on the opposite side is so bold!

As a regular army, the Green Battalion pays attention to fighting in formation. But the Chen family's musketeers are sharp, they know it, and Ronghua will not stupidly line up his soldiers and horses to eat the Chen family's guns. The spearmen of the Qing army cooperated with the artillery, and placed them behind the breastwork and fence, and this defensive power rose by an unknown number of steps.

Chen Jiajun's method is to pile up shield car formations, and their magic weapon is the flying thunder cannon. This kind of high-angle projectile type of artillery can completely hide in the shield car array and fire. Therefore, knocking out this shell of the Qing soldiers did not make Chen Jiajun feel difficult. The fierce battle really broke out after Chen's army rushed through the ditches, fences, and breastwork.