open sea

Chapter 1025 Compensation
Chen Jiujing really felt like returning home. The Xiyong Camp under his command was very familiar with the roads here, and the soldiers and horses from all walks of life quickly dispersed to do what they should do.

He led Marguerite, the eight hundred female real cavalry of the Baishan Battalion and the thousand-two Korean bird musketeers to pull the field cannons, and slowly advanced towards Bordeaux in the north.

The cavalry of Kanggulu, the horses in the army are mostly Spanish Andalusian horses and French Pershmer horses, and most of them wear plate armor, and some of the armor on their bodies still have newly repaired bullet holes.

But those with heavy armor are called Iron Futu, and those who wear light chain mail and armor are called Kidnapper Horse.

As for the hard-working Xiyong Battalion, they took the new equipment they bought in the Spanish port-small carts, and scattered away at the beginning of the landing to raise food and grass for the army.

During the march, Margaret couldn't help being curious about Yang Ce's troops. When they were resting in a lush vineyard, Queen Navarre raised her visor and asked while eating grapes with her gauntlet on: "Who are those? Han black slave soldiers, I have never heard of such an army in your country, they look so strange."

Her strangeness is not wearing gauntlets, under the gauntlets are leather gloves, which are very flexible.

Strangeness comes from eating grapes by herself like Chen Jiujing, which is very novel to her.

"Slaves are not popular in Ming Dynasty, and Han should not like this. They are the African army under the command of General Yang of Han. They can make up for our inferior force to the king's army. They are all good sailors. Isn't it strange?"

"Weakness in military strength? Alright." Margaret did a simple addition and subtraction in her heart, subtracting [-] from [-], then nodded and said: "They have no armor, no helmets, only knives and axes and muskets , and they haven’t dispersed since they disembarked, they even queued up to rob…I heard that they queued up to sleep in tents.”

Before she finished speaking, Chen Jiujing laughed out loud: "Eating shit can't keep up with hot ones."

Yang Ce brought a total of [-] African troops. Except for [-] households who stayed on the warship near the sea, the others dispersed in a long line led by [-] small banner officers after landing. They lined up in search of loot, but how could their sluggish mobility compare to the looser Xiyong Battalion?

"I didn't expect General Yang's troops to be like this."

"In fact, neither of us brought the elites of the Ming Dynasty. I don't understand why the foster father made the best banner troops rest in the New World. Maybe it was to guard against the Spaniards there. Our process of training elites is very complicated, unlike yours. Directly recruiting troops to fight, General Yang is an excellent officer, but there is an old saying that a clever woman can't cook without rice." Chen Jiujing nodded repeatedly, sighing: "I understand him very well."

Chen Jiujing can understand.

Yang Ce had neither the energy nor the time, so he trained his subordinates according to the drills of the Ming Dynasty to become the elite infantry and water cavalry five subjects like the ideal Zhongnanyang Banner Army.

He didn't have the money to buy armor and decent heavy weapons for each soldier, and he couldn't take care of the loose nature of African soldiers. He, who made a living by kidnapping nobles, couldn't think of any qualities that could arouse the honor of the soldiers' homeland.

However, the endless tribal wars in Africa provided him with a source of troops far larger than that of the Han Dynasty. His undisciplined nature can be restrained by strict military laws. The poor and embarrassing African soldiers only need a set of matching purple flower cloth Clothing uniforms can be grateful to him in a short time, and the extremely short training time allows him to let the soldiers master the few necessary talents as much as possible.

"Their officers are all Nanyang, and the soldiers are African soldiers. They can only line up, line up, line up, line up, line up, line up, move forward, back, turn, and shoot while standing and moving," said General Yang. Although some don't have muskets, every soldier will."

Chen Jiujing spread his hands and said, "Other than that, the officers don't teach anything, and they don't know anything... They don't care about human life."

"So no matter what you do, you have to line up. Without a formation, his soldiers don't know how to fight. The soldiers can understand the orders of the officers, but they can't understand each other because they come from different tribes, so they are easy to disperse."

In Chen Jiujing's eyes, this is a disabled army, which is only suitable for fighting the indigenous peoples that may arise in Africa. Without it, this army is useless.

Margaret also noticed this problem, she opened her exaggerated big eyes, waved her hands and said: "But he has no horses, no cavalry, and not many spearmen, it is difficult to turn around in line, only a hundred cavalry can charge Scatter them by the thousands, especially the French cavalry."

"That's why I let Toledo go to Bordeaux, I can't go to Billon."

One of the three marshals conferred by King Hun of France, Baron Biron, who was dedicated to dealing with King Henry of Navarre, in Chen Jiujing's mind, this official title was automatically translated as Commander-in-Chief Billon, and then speculated about the changes in the battle situation , said: "When the Spanish legion still has not retreated tomorrow, Bordeaux will send someone to send a message sooner or later. If Billon's army can be brought over, the crisis in Cahors will be solved."

Being with Chen Jiujing, the very inconspicuous thing is that Margaret can always learn new idioms. She recalled the meaning of solving it easily, and nodded happily: "Henry said that Billund has [-] troops, what would you do?" deal with them?"

Chen Jiujing knew that the Queen was very curious about war, and she tried to learn every bit of knowledge she could hear. He raised his hand and pointed to the northeast, and whispered: "My Xiyong Battalion General Carlos said that the Dordogne River in the north It's very wide, with a flow of five hundred miles from east to west, which can split their retreat, and they cross that river, and I try to keep them here."

In Margaret's eyes, Chen Jiujing's words were extremely cryptic and cautious when he said this, just like calmly stating a fact that had already happened, which was different from her usual harsh words before the war in this land, and had a great impact. confidence.

May I ask which country and general in Europe dared to say so confidently that they would leave an elite army of [-] when commanding a similar force?

To her, such Chen Jiujing looked extremely attractive!
"However, Baron Billon is a smart and experienced soldier who is good at commanding cavalry and artillery. What if he doesn't come?"

"Huh? Not coming?"

Margaret stopped Chen Jiujing from asking.

Chen Jiujing frowned. To be honest, he really didn't think about what to do if Billon didn't come. He had preconceived that Bordeaux will be the next main battlefield because he really couldn't figure out that Billon would give up Guienne Bordeaux, the most important and prosperous province of the province.

"Bordeaux is much more important than Cahors. Would he give up protecting an important town that is still in his hands in order to regain a lost castle?"

In the end, the young General Chen didn't think of a solution, so he pointed in the direction of Bordeaux in the north and spread his hands together: "If he really doesn't come, then I will pay you Bordeaux."

(End of this chapter)