open sea

Chapter 847 Inheritance
Yang Ce didn't wait until the slave ship set sail, not because he cared about human lives, but because sooner or later he would sink these three slave ships and kill the people on them, and it would be fine sooner or later.

The battle is nothing complicated. The sea pirates who live in this sea area don’t know the strength of the Han fleet. Lin Afeng’s signature blue flying shark ship appeared on the coast, and those businessmen were ready to flee. A round of shells blasted out. Not to mention killing the slave trader, even the chief escaped, and the guarding army scattered in all directions.

Seven thousand captives with their hands and feet tied to ropes were left standing on the beach, bewildered.

Seeing them black and white, Yang Ce felt troubled. In the same embarrassing bewilderment, he heard his subordinates ask in a low voice, "Admiral, what should we do about these black barbarians?"

"How to do?"

Yang Ce shook his head: "I don't know, untie them and let them go wherever they like."

To be honest, these 7000 people are useless to Yang Ce.

If it was from Qiqian Fujian, he was a fellow villager after all, and it was too late for him to be happy; if it was from Qiqian Daming, he would take it away without hesitation, no matter which place is good.

He has to think about other places.

If it is [-] Japanese, he will take it back to Duke Zhuang; if it is [-] Malays or Luzons, he will take it back to Shi He; if it is [-] Portuguese, he will give it to Portugal for money; if it is [-] Burmese. , Vietnamese, he will stay by himself.

Can seven thousand Africans?

Yang Ce didn't want to keep any of them.

For no other reason than the people here are so fucked up.

Just fucking, that's a very precise word.

What the Han State needed was someone who could be a soldier. What he needed was someone who could be an elite soldier. He had to practice, lead, and win battles.

When they landed here, not only the four kings, but also his subordinates had African natives, who were quite strong, able to run and jump, and seemed capable of fighting.

But then there was a problem.

Yang Ce's military training methods are in the same line as those in the North and South. There are two distinctive features and one recessive feature in maintaining the combat effectiveness of soldiers.

The recessive feature is the personality that exists in the entire Han cultural circle. Some methods are used to stimulate the sense of honor passed down by the soldiers through blood and culture, and to use people's sense of shame to enhance cohesion and combat effectiveness.

Mongolia, the Central Plains, Jurchen, North Korea, Japan, Vietnam, Burma, and even Southeast Asian countries all have this commonality.

But Africa is different, so Yang Ce thinks that the African natives are 'fucking'.

This problem caused Yang Ce a lot of headaches, and finally he simply conceded defeat and dismissed all the African soldiers under his command.

Because he found that most tribes and some countries in this land have no concept of shame at all, and naturally there is no glory. Their culture is joyful.

There is no concept of shame, so there is no shame in being lazy, and there is no shame in being late for getting up and running; there is no shame in going outside the camp to steal fruits from the people during the break between drills, and you can bring one to the commander quickly.

It is not shameful to be punished and beaten with a military stick, and he will not fear military law like other soldiers who are punished. He will only fear you and hate you.

Tell him that he was punished for violating military law, and he doesn't understand. He just thinks that you hate him, so he beat him.

Without a sense of honor, it is difficult to observe discipline. Two soldiers have been trained under him for a whole year. Learn to ride a horse.

But these two guys refused to ride the Portuguese horse that Lin Afeng managed to get, and insisted on riding a zebra on the grassland by themselves, but their arms were kicked and broken.

The other one was frightened, he stopped looking for zebras, do you think he will be honest this time?
No, he lied and asked for leave to go to Man Basa, but he insisted on bringing back a wildebeest that he said was his mount.

That's a fucking cow, okay?It has horns!

Later, he was not so lucky to be in a robe. One day he forgot to feed his mount and greeted the mount with a smile, but was killed by the angry mount with a sharp horn.

There were no horses in the Han Dynasty, and all the war horses were snatched from the Portuguese and Arabs. Not many survived the voyage. There were more than 100 horses in total. Lin Afeng gave Yang Ce 48 horses and asked him to train 36 horses. Cavalry will be used in the future to send orders on the battlefield, to investigate military situations, or to attack fortifications.

As a result, out of the 36 carefully selected cavalrymen, four of the five African natives died in one year, all of which were caused by strange reasons. Those who were pushed to death by wildebeest, and those who sneaked into other pirate camps at night to make faces and were shot to death by frightened friendly soldiers...

In the end, only one lucky guy survived, and his arm was kicked off by the zebra.

Yang Ce is wronged!
To be honest, as the highest-ranking member of the regular army of the entire Han Dynasty and a recognized military trainer, Yang Ce believed that with the current conditions, he could not take the soldiers of the African tribes.

It may be his problem, Chen Mu and Qi Jiguangneng, but Yang Ce believes that even if these 7000 people are allowed to come, they will have to go through several mutinies if they want to be trained as elite soldiers, half of them will be cleared, and then the remaining half will be killed by military law. More than half, the last [-] elite soldiers are worth bathing and burning incense to thank the Emperor Taizu for his kindness.

Regardless of Chen's drills or Qi's drills, or collectively referred to as the North and South Jiangwu Hall drills, they are all military training methods that cost a lot of money and make huge profits, and it doesn't work for the people here.

The most suitable way to train soldiers is to find a pirate leader at random, pick some fruit from the tree for people to eat, and give each person three feet of cotton cloth to settle down and a broken weapon, and then take it to the battlefield to disregard human life.

Facing the slaves and captives who could not see the edge on the beach, seeing their strong physique and big frightened eyes, Yang Ce turned his head and said a few words to his cronies.

The unscrupulous pirate soldiers of the Han Dynasty ignored them and scattered in all directions, carrying guns and knives on their backs, searching for everything of value on the shore. The weapons that the fleeing tribal chiefs had no time to take away were piled up in front of Yang Ce.

Earthen spears, longbows, Portuguese chain armor, breastplates, iron long swords and brand new Portuguese muskets, as well as several wooden barrels unloaded by pirates from the ship.

Some pirates who were proficient in native language entered the crowd and did not untie them, but just asked each of them what to do. After a while, the leader of more than a dozen captives was brought to Yang Ce.

He pointed to the mountains of weapons, raised his foot and kicked several wooden barrels in front of him one after another, and said, "Take the weapons and take revenge, kill whoever you want to kill, and bring back all the slave traders."

The kicked-over wooden barrel poured out white, covered with fine sand, including high-quality cotton cloth, glass beads of unknown use, and salt from the north.

"Bring it to me, and you will receive rewards from Han."

(End of this chapter)