Chapter 7

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In the Qing Army's supply convoy, Krondo's face was gloomy as he looked at the bandits hiding in the forest. There were many people in the world who could speak in the official language, but hearing such a capital accent in a remote and desolate area like Guangxi greatly exceeded the expectations of the imperial guards. Although the distance was far and the voices were rather noisy, they couldn't hear it clearly. But the accent and the special curses, the imperial guards who had been away from the capital for a long time definitely wouldn't mistake the familiar accent. Who were these people with strange hairstyles and a capital accent? Krondo couldn't understand.

But this matter couldn't be discussed at this time. Before they set off, there were more than 150 people in the grain escort team. Now, there were only less than 60 people left. Some of the Qing Army had escaped into the dense forest on both sides of the pipeline, and would probably regroup after a while. Krondo estimated that at most a dozen of the Qing Army would return. Nearly half of the entire convoy had been killed, but none of the bandits had died. Thinking back to the ferocity of the bandits, especially the bravery of the youth who charged at the front, Krondo couldn't help but feel ashamed.

If the bandits didn't number 20, but 40, or even 60. Not a single one of the Imperial Guards, including Krondo and the others, would be able to escape with their lives. Krondo could be considered a bold and courageous person. Thinking of this, Krondo's killing intent suddenly rose in his heart. He turned to the Green Camp's Commander Liu, and loudly ordered: "Send people to chase after them! We can't let these bandits go! "

Hearing Krondo's order, the Green Camp's Commander Liu, who had luckily escaped with his life, said with a pale face: "Sir, we were ordered to escort the provisions, and have already courageously defeated the enemy. We should quickly gather our troops and defend carefully. At the same time, we should call for reinforcements. That's the best plan! If these bandits want to create a diversion, sending troops over would just be falling into their trap. " Commander Liu was also a person with good leadership skills, but he had never seen such a valiant enemy before, and didn't have the guts to continue chasing.

"Courageously kill the enemy?" Hearing this, Krondo almost laughed out of anger. Wasn't this being courageously killed by the enemy? After the battle, apart from not being able to kill a single robber, the grain escorting team had suffered at least sixty casualties. If it wasn't for Krondo sending his personal guards and guards to defend them at the critical moment, the grain transport team would have been completely destroyed by now.

"Sir, it was you who led this lowly officer to kill the enemy." Commander Liu immediately corrected his inappropriate words.

Krondo fiercely glared at Commander Na, "Those bandits are carrying a lot of things, how can they run now? If we don't chase now, are we going to allow them to escape? "

Even though he was extremely respectful towards Krondo, he still mustered up his courage and retorted, "Sir, I was ordered to escort the rations. Encountering a rebel who was robbing the army's provisions, this lowly one naturally had to be courageous … and kill the enemy. But this traitor has already fled. If this lowly officer pursues him, I will fall into the traitor's trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain. This lowly officer will not be able to redeem himself! "

Krondo was about to say something, but he heard the injured imperial guard Wang Feixiong speak. "Brother Krondo, let's not chase. Don't let those bastards play some tricks! "Wang Feixiong didn't pull out the spearhead from his shoulder, and had a pained expression on his face.

With his brother's persuasion, Krondo recalled the battle just now, and felt that it would be useless to send these scared out of their wits to chase after them. Even though the anger in his heart couldn't be quelled, Krondo still said in the end, "Then let's do it. Quickly gather the troops, and send someone to send a letter to the border, and ask them to send troops over. Also, brother Wang, bear with it, I'll help you take out the spearhead now! "

Seeing that the imperial bodyguard did not insist, Liu Baozong felt relieved. Originally, he was still thinking that if Krondo insisted on pursuing him, he would definitely use his status as the commander of the supply team to forcefully reject him. Although the Imperial Bodyguards were the Emperor's people, they could not directly command the grain transport team. It wasn't the convoy's job to chase the robbers. If something major happened to the army provisions, the commander of the Northern Camp, the already reinstated former Guangxi Tidu Xiang Rong daren, might not dare to kill the Imperial Bodyguards, but he absolutely dared to kill the head of the grain transport team.

"What a good blade!" Vézé praised as he used a piece of white cloth to smear the grease on the blade. This was the blade taken from Huang Changrong. Huang Changrong had used this blade to cut the spear that Wei Changrong had thrown. Vézé had noticed this blade at that time. When he used this blade to cut the cured meat, it felt like he was cutting rubber. He had to use a bit of strength, but he could accurately cut it.

Wei Changrong, who was beside Vézé, didn't pay attention to the quality of the blade at all. Everyone carried the goods and ran back to the retreat camp, unable to run anymore. After fighting this battle, everyone was already exhausted. Forcing themselves to run, their strength was even more exhausted. Regardless of whether someone was chasing after them, the brothers immediately lay down on the prepared straw mattresses and were unable to move.

As for Vézé, he was the same as usual. Despite his exhaustion, he forced himself to light the fire. At this time, the Qing Army brothers who were bringing up the rear did not chase after them. Vézé began to cut the cured meat. These cured meats were all made from pig's legs. Wei Changrong's potential burst out, and he managed to carry four fat pig's legs by himself.

Seeing that Vézé had begun to cut the meat, the brothers ignored their fatigue and took out bamboo tubes. They placed the cured meat that Vézé had cut into the tubes and happily tied the tubes with long grass before placing them next to the fire. These days, life was difficult. If cured meat was the main dish of many families during the New Year, it meant that it was a good year. This time, they had won a great battle, so everyone was naturally overjoyed. The brothers were even happier when they found cured meat among the goods they seized. Smelling the rich aroma that was gradually emitting from the bamboo tubes, many of the brothers were already salivating. Even Vézé, who had begun to study the double-barreled hand gun after maintaining his blade, couldn't help but look at the fire a few more times.

However, Wei Ze didn't care too much about the matter of eating meat. He put away the blade that he had maintained and pulled out the double-barreled handgun. This double-barreled hand gun didn't fire with a match, but with a flintlock. As long as it was loaded with gunpowder and bullets, it could be fired at any time. It was much more powerful than a matchlock. Seizing this blade naturally made Vézé overjoyed. This double-barreled hand gun, which was decorated with exquisite patterns, was Vézé's life-saving asset.

If he could change the Taiping army's matchlocks to flintlocks, and with the addition of bayonets, Vézé was completely confident that he could easily defeat any Qing Army of this era. Just as Vézé's thoughts were on these future military considerations, he heard Zhang Yingchen say respectfully: "Wei Sima, can we start eating?"

"Oh! Eat! Eat!! "Vézé immediately replied. As soon as he finished speaking, the troops immediately erupted in cheers.

Wei Changrong anxiously untied the long grass tied to the bamboo tube, picked up a piece of cured meat and stuffed it into his mouth. The cured meat was a little hot, and Wei Changrong couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. However, he only took a few breaths of cold air before he started to chew. No one laughed at Wei Changrong. Like Wei Changrong, everyone ate the cured meat impatiently, and even shoved the fragrant bean rice into their mouths.

After wolfing down the food, Wei Changrong sighed comfortably: "If only there was wine, that would be even better!"

His words immediately received the approval of most of the brothers, and they all agreed: "Yes! If only there was wine! "

Then, one of the brothers said regretfully: "It's a pity that the Qing Army didn't transport wine this time. Otherwise, we could have snatched some back."

Vézé didn't wolf down the food like his brothers. Hearing this, he laughed: "Not this time, but not the next time. It's almost the New Year, and the head of Qing Yao will definitely reward his subordinates. Naturally, there will be plenty of wine. Who knows, there might be more next time. "

"Oh? Shall we ambush them again? "The brothers immediately perked up.

Vézé shook his head: "First, we need to send the seized salt and gunpowder back to Yongan. The city is short of these things. We can't just eat here. Our families in Yongan don't have salt to eat! "

Hearing Vézé talk about his family in Yongan City, the originally lively atmosphere became slightly gloomy, and many brothers put down their chopsticks.

Zhang Yingchen was a small leader of Yongan City's Tian Di Hui. He joined the Taiping army after the Taiping army conquered Yongan City. These days, he learned a lot about the Taiping army. Vézé and the other "old soldiers" had all joined the God worshipping religion. Anyone who wanted to join the God worshipping religion had to first offer all their family property to the religion. Only by offering family property could the Church of God determine whether these people were loyal to the Church. In order to prove themselves, most of the people who joined the religion even sold their own land.

After passing the loyalty check, the whole family of these believers joined the Taiping army. In other words, everything that the believers owned belonged to the Taiping army. If they left the Taiping army now, they wouldn't even have a home to return to.

At present, the families of the Taiping army were all in Yongan City. Zhang Yingchen could understand why the old Taiping army soldiers would act like this when Vézé mentioned their families in Yongan City. The brothers seized the cured meat and salt and were eating happily. But the brothers' families in Yongan City could only eat "light food", living a life without salt or vegetables. At this time, if they could eat happily, it could only be said that they had lost their conscience.

So Zhang Yingchen quickly said: "Brothers, let's quickly transport these seized goods back to Yongan City. Our families will naturally be able to eat salt. With Wei Sima here, we can attack Qing Yao's grain transport team again. Then we won't have to worry about not having salt to eat! "

"Yes! With my Fourth Uncle, there's nothing Qing Yao can't defeat. Everyone, hurry up and rest after you're done eating. We'll hurry back tomorrow morning. "Wei Changrong also encouraged.

The brothers of the Taiping army were not only fighting for the Taiping army, but also for themselves and their families. Once they heard that they could continue fighting after returning to Yongan City, and that they had fought smoothly this time, everyone regained their spirits.

"We will definitely fight well with Wei Sima!"

"With Wei Sima leading us, we're not afraid of anyone!"

The brothers all expressed their opinions.

When Zhang Yingchen heard these words, he was very excited. He had the same feeling. Vézé's brave performance on the battlefield made Zhang Yingchen no longer have any doubts about Vézé. Moreover, Zhang Yingchen's family was also in Yongan City. If Vézé could lead his brothers to victory a few more times, Zhang Yingchen's family would naturally be able to eat more salt. Under Vézé's leadership, they could harass the Qing Army's grain supply routes. The possibility of the Qing Army breaking through Yongan City would also be greatly reduced.

Vézé naturally would not let go of such an opportunity. He loudly said: "Brothers, the most important thing now is to quickly transport the goods back to Yongan City. As for the contributions of my brothers, I will naturally remember them. The King Of The East has already announced that our Taiping army will be rewarded according to their contributions. Those who have contributions will be rewarded, and those who have mistakes will be punished. Since all of you have made a great contribution, I will definitely not bury your contributions. When everyone returns to Yongan City, I will naturally report to the King Of The East. Although I cannot boast to my brothers, this time I will work hard to promote all of you to corporal. "

Hearing that they could be promoted, everyone cheered.

Vézé immediately suppressed the cheering of his brothers. "Brothers, let me say this first. Since we have robbed Qing Yao's grain supply team, I'm afraid we will immediately send out our troops when we return to Yongan City. If my brothers are not promoted this time, everyone must not have any other thoughts. If I promote my brothers, I have to first say that when I use troops, it is based on whether they can accomplish their tasks. As corporals, the distribution of rations should naturally be given. But here, corporals may not be able to command four people. It's not that I don't want my brothers to be officials, but if they don't fight well, they will lose their lives! If they lose their lives, what's the use of being an official! "