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Chapter 1289 Wasting Food
When receiving the news, Ying Ming was leading a horse on the forest animal path and marching towards a hidden scout outpost.

In the woods, his troops don't gather together densely. Although there are still not many people even if they gather together, they are used to camping separately at a short distance to prevent conflicts when people gather together.

Every soldier has caused too much killing in the battle, living in an unstable environment for a long time, every soldier has become surly, suspicious and irritable, they are used to obeying orders, and they will never know each other just because the two sides have different positions Even if there is no conflict, people will be killed, and even if there is no conflict, what if there is a conflict?
During the occasional marching break, Ying Ming was drafting a report on the mentality of the soldiers in the notebook he carried with him, and he was going to deliver it to the Dongyang Military Government. Their army would probably be deeply involved in the war until they retired, and they wanted to continue serving at that time. It doesn't matter to the Banner Army, but for those retired Banner Army, Ying Ming suggested that the Dongyang Army should not send them back to Tianjin immediately.

Instead, find a place first, such as Japan, North Korea, or Changsheng, and let them stay there for a few months first, to learn some skills to survive at home, and second, even if they have conflicts with others and commit crimes, It won't be a disaster for the native land.

After they get used to a relaxed and peaceful life, they will be released back to their native land.

However, Ying Ming reckons that not many people want to go back. At least the Banner Army under his command has become accustomed to following the army everywhere. Seventy percent of them want to sign a contract to continue serving for five years. , I am afraid that this number will be even more.

In fact, Ying Ming was thinking of going back, not to the village, but to bring troops back to Plymouth, but his pony horseshoes ran away, and he unloaded a pair of hooves from the big English horse he had just killed, and planned to go to the forest post to change them. Horseshoe, let the flag army rest, and then lead the troops back to Puli County.

Some of the captured war horses were killed and eaten by them, and there were not many left. Although those tall war horses are indeed powerful and fast in a short period of time, the one that suits you is the best.

They are all mares, they are low in stature, they don’t run fast, and they don’t carry much weight, but they save on luggage, and they can live without water and milk for three or two days. They are semi-wild horses themselves, and they don’t eat so much Pay attention to easy feeding, the disadvantages can be ignored in the local combat environment where more strikes are needed, and the advantages are indispensable in mobile operations where there is a lack of supplies.

To be honest, there is no cavalry who doesn't like taller European horses. At another time, they would all be willing to exchange two months' salary for an Andalusian horse. If they were in the Asian environment, they would grab one on the battlefield and bring it back. One horse, but not here.

They couldn't keep the horses they robbed, they had few people, and the horses they could take away were limited, and these horses were not easy to take care of, so they only brought a small part of the captured war horses with them to carry the spoils of war.

It's not that Ying Ming didn't think that the enemy army besieging the city would send troops to encircle him. In fact, this was what he expected. His original intention of going out of the city was to intercept the reinforcements from the west and at the same time transfer the besieged city to divide the troops.

But he never thought that this letter would come from the people of the village.

Looking at the child in front of him wearing a worn-out hat and a linen shirt that he didn't know whether it was his father or his elder brother, he waded through the camp in the forest with his feet deep and his feet shallow, bringing him the news that the enemy army was about to arrive in the village. Ming pondered in his heart for a long time, but he still couldn't ask why the sentence in his throat.

He is self-aware, and has never promised anything to the people in the village, nor has he ever asked them to protect the food he has stored in the village. In his opinion, apart from helping him grind the flour in exchange for payment, all of these are just based on their own abilities.

If he can protect the food and attack the enemy army, no one will be able to take the food away, and the people will not have the guts to swallow his things; If the food is good to them, then they will hand it over, and he will grab it back anyway.

The child timidly stared at the Beiyang cavalry resting in the camp in the forest, and answered Yingming's soldiers' questions. He was a strong, skilled swordsman, and could speak Chinese and English. Relatively tall and tall enough to catch up with the Ming people, now he is covered in high-quality plate armor, leaning on a two-handed sword, and using a soft voice to ask the messenger children about military information one by one.

Some things children know, some things children don’t know—in fact, Irish people generally don’t like English people, and they want to kill English people from the womb. This sentiment naturally includes English children, but I should make him sure Be nicer to the kid.

"His mother is the woman who helped us make kimchi. She said that the noble tax collector came back and asked the village to prepare food and wine for a meal for 200 people, as well as bread, fruit and fish for these people for half a month. The news that we had garrisoned there and stored grain told the tax collector that there are now a dozen soldiers in the village, and by night there will be 200, and there may be more.”

Ying Ming loosened the rope tied to the horse's hoof, nodded slowly, and asked the soldiers: "What's his name?"

"Little John."

The commander frowned, chewing on the name and muttering to himself: "Leitoujiaohan? It's okay, I've seen too many strange names, at least this one is better than Bull Demon King, and their village will be It's called Leitou Township."

As he spoke, he searched on his body, and finally took out a small buddhist handle made of jade from the bag hanging from his belt, handed it to the child and asked, "Little Khan, can you ride a horse? If not, you can take it with you." Go to him, send messages to the headquarters, load the pistols, check the remaining gunpowder, and it looks like there will be two more battles before returning to Puli County."

The enemy army must have dispatched more than 200 people, but the road conditions are not good and the village cannot hold too many people. If the miller hadn’t informed the enemy army that the Ming army had stayed in the village, the greatest possibility at this time would be that all the enemy troops were expelled. The aristocratic headquarters and other squads will spread out to requisition food, but now that the enemy already knows that the Ming army used that village as a place to store food, it is very likely that they will fortify and set up an ambush in the village.

Ying Ming knew very well that if Lei Toujiao Khan's mother hadn't asked him to report the news, his scouts might have crashed into the enemy's encirclement and died in the process of setting up the outpost.

"Assemble the four general banners, with the cavalry in front and the mounted infantry in the rear. The small banners are spaced one mile apart, and advance eastward in an overlapping manner according to the five-mile width of the operation code. Converge with the rear formation, surround the left and right robes, and then annihilate them. If you encounter most of the enemy army, retreat and regroup, and don't fight in formation."

"If encountering an enemy team, the gunners should act cautiously before firing their guns. Once they release their guns, they will be the first to kill them while they are reloading—they asked Leitou Township to prepare food. Ying watched them waste food and returned fruits and vegetables. Fish? Let’s treat them to Ming Dynasty standard gunballs today.”

(End of this chapter)