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Chapter 77 Li Jia

The guerrilla flag army crossed mountains and ridges, even if it was alone and easy to move, it was still not as good as the Western Army's marching on the official roads with good road conditions.

When the scout arrived at the Nangu Road, the guard Shao Tingda was already deploying defense... A headquarters of the Hundred Houses dispatched halfway up the mountain, and six headquarters of the Hundred Houses drilled into the trenches that had been repaired. The cavalry and cavalry were waving back and forth, and the artillery flag army rushed to the position with large wheels of artillery.

Shao Tingda's eyes swept across the vast canyon nearly four miles, and he muttered: "The cannon is loaded with seventy-five breaths, and I can run four hundred steps, four hundred steps and four hundred steps...who is four hundred steps!"

The personal soldiers beside him rushed out with wooden signs and horses. After a moment, they inserted the wooden signs next to the tree four hundred steps away, and waved their arms high at Shao Tingda.

Shao Tingda couldn't help but smile. He knew where four hundred steps were, but he was angry with him. But as he saw the flag army running out, he shouted loudly: "Six hundred steps, insert it six hundred steps away!"

After shouting, Shao Tingda turned to the flag army and asked, "The reinforcements from the Grand Marshal and Lao Fu have not come yet?"

He needs artillery, more artillery.

Reinforcements are also needed, more reinforcements are needed.

At the port twelve miles west of Nangu Road, Liandou stretched out his arms and shouted, shrugged his shoulders and pressed his waist and took a quick and fast step eastward. The sound of the collision of armor and clothes behind him was endless. He carried a bird gun and carried a personal guard flag army quickly rushed to Nangu Road.

The juniper on the horse's back tied a tight hair towel, took the high-top hat and helmet from under the horse and buckled it on his head. The iron armor cover with a dragon-patterned blue cloth made a crisp collision sound. He turned his head and waved to the servants' cavalry, and the war horse walked forward in neat small steps.

In the Daojun Temple in the north of the port village, Chen Mu walked out of the temple with a helmet, and still had the incense and candles left by worshiping the gods. He turned to the local Aboriginal Temple, which had just been in office for a few days, and in Spanish, he said: "The nose is not good-looking, and I will burn another one after the war."

As he said that, he put on his helmet and said, "Let's go."

Outside the temple gate, more than ten cavalry were ready to go, and the civil servants who were seeing each other were solemn and cautious. Only Zou Yuanbiao was mourning, like a husky mingling in the pack of wolves.

Chen Mu bowed to the civil servants of the military palace, turned his head and turned back, staring at Zou Yuanbiao: "What's wrong with you?"

"Master, cornfield, Du Heizi has entered the cornfield!"

This is nonsense. The cotton ground is too short and the sugarcane ground is too hard. Only the corn ground can hide it with people and horses. It is also close to the open land at the entrance of the canyon. It is an excellent ambush zone. Where can juniper go there without the cavalry?

Chen Mu looked back and pointed at Zou Yuanbiao, but ignored him. He turned over and left the port village with his personal soldiers, the flag drums and the artillery of General Shuo, Liangmen Zhenshuo. Following closely were Yang Tingxiang, the civil servant of the military office, Xu Zhenming and others led the people to the coast to avoid the war.

No one will stay in a solid port building.

The second floor of white walls and orange tiles in a residential house built with mud, wood and wheat straw is too eye-catching. Although it is a good natural high point and can be used to observe the battlefield except for Shao Tingda's position, it is not wise.

In this era, there were only two places in Europe that could independently cast long-barrel iron cannons, England and the Netherlands, but bronze cannons could be cast by everyone. Although their performance was slightly better, bronze cannons were many times more expensive.

It is worth mentioning that the Red Cannons in history came from salvaging Dutch warships and no problems were encountered in imitating iron casting. This was an achievement that could only be achieved in that era with great metallurgical craftsmanship.

The cannons usually weigh thousands of pounds, except for monsters like stone-firing cannons, are usually only 400 steps in combat, but their maximum range is not surprising. Chen Mu does not want to be beaten in this small port building that is obviously a target.

What if the call is correct?

Zou Yuanbiao was glared by Chen Mu. He had not understood what was going on. But as Du Song led Chen Mu's servants into the green cornfield, he felt very upset. He glanced at Almansa and Acosta, staring at Ming Jun's change, and he was even more angry.

"Hurry up and take the people away. You are causing this military chaos!"

Armansa had a strange feeling about the Ming army. He felt that literati like Zou Yuanbiao were all Ming nobles. Not to mention being domineering to the flag army, even speaking to him and Acosta seemed to be using servants.

Treating most people with status, they are like calling servants; treating the "people" they call without status is like teaching their children a lesson... Oh, by the way, Zou Yuanbiao can still speak well, and Chen Mu will scold him, but he thinks this is not because Chen Mu's identity is the Marshal of the Ming army.

By the way, Almansa did not have any surprises at accepting Zou Yuanbiao's order to 'assign and advise the people to leave'. Instead, when Zou Yuanbiao waved his arms and asked a strange look, "Is General Chen's father a great nobleman of the Ming Dynasty?"

Zou Yuanbiao just glanced at him and thought to himself that this Europa barbarian was so heartbroken by lard. What can I do to ask about Chen Mu's genealogy?

In the chaotic villages, the indigenous people experienced unprecedented experiences. They were always worried that the Western Army would fight back. Although the Ming army occupied the place for a short period of time, they were very friendly to them. They did not rob and cause trouble, nor did they assign anything to do.

Even if they need manual labor, they will pay wages on a daily basis and promise that there will be a fixed market here in the future. These broken silver will allow them to purchase decent food and food.

What's more, they were given land. Although the work of clearing the land of Zhangzhang mu is still going on, most people have not yet divided the land, but it is enough to just Chen Mu let all the prisoners go and leave them to choose to stay.

The only regret is that the artillery fire on the night when the church was attacked was destroyed, and it seems that the Ming army has no intention of rebuilding it.

They were ruled by the Spanish for decades, and their faith was as necessary as eating and drinking water, but no one dared to give advice to Zou Yuanbiao... In fact, most people did not always have the opportunity to see Zou Yuanbiao.

People were worried that the attack of the Western Army would end these things and make them like a short dream. After waking up, they continued to live their lives as a slave to the Spanish.

Unexpectedly, the Ming army would choose to take them to avoid the war under the news of the attack of the Western Army. Those who were willing to leave were taken away, and those who were unwilling to leave were forcibly taken away. A long migration team was arranged on the beach. The Ming army did not send troops to protect them.

Before leaving the village, more than twenty litters on Huangcai followed Zou Yuanbiao's entourage to receive spears, swords, shields, and bows and arrows in the battle. From the inside, young and strong young people were selected to serve as servants, protecting the people along the way, and fleeing the battlefield with the elderly and the young.

Grassroots organizations that had tended to collapse by this year of the Ming Dynasty rejuvenated in the new continent on the other side of the ocean.
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