Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

A group of people finally held him down with a net bag, and then they happily sacrificed Khorne easily, no, it was the resource recycling stage.

Jiang Han felt that his ability was very convenient. At least after the war, the scene was clean and he didn't have to worry about the plague. In fact, a considerable number of plagues were caused by the large number of corpses that were not dealt with on the battlefield.

However, now that they have human troops, they can no longer deal with the corpses as blatantly as before, and the girls still need to cover it up, such as throwing the corpses into the water one by one. When they sink to the bottom, Jiang Han will collect the swords and weapons together.

Of course, Jiang Han did not forget that he had lost several battleships. When his fleet returned to salvage, he would probably find that one ship was missing. But what did it matter? The Yangtze River was so big that with today's salvage technology, it would be great if they could salvage a few ships. They couldn't expect more.

Looking at the refilled resource library and soaring reputation value, Jiang Han nodded. Now he can draw cards again!

The Ming troops with white flags on the river watched a large number of ships approaching them, and consciously went through the surrender process. They had considered the possibility of a false surrender, but now that the main fleet was gone, what could they do with these small sampans? They might even risk their lives. The total salary was just that little, so what was the point of risking your life for a few taels of silver?

The Yangtze River is not the sea. No one can find you if you slip out. Although the Yangtze River is wide, it also has an end.

At the dock, the volunteer soldiers on the warships also disembarked and began to lay a solid ship docking port. Although they felt strange about the humanoids' behavior of throwing corpses and weapons, they also had their own work to do.

The dock soon became lively again. The humanoids did not throw away everything. The bows and crossbows, cannons, broken cannons, shells, arrows, and various supplies on the dock were all recyclable. It would be a waste to exchange them for resources directly. They could be brought back and slightly modified. The cannons could be recast and the cannons improved and used as weapons of the volunteers.

We had no guns or cannons, but the enemy made them for us.

Some volunteers were busy collecting equipment, while others were busy building positions. A large number of sandbags were unloaded from the ship and piled up to form a simple fortification. The sandbags were covered with rough cloth on the outside and sand inside to absorb kinetic energy. At a time when artillery could not be used in Zhenjiang City, even muskets could not cause any harm to the volunteer soldiers behind the sandbags.

The dock soon became bustling with activities, such as accumulating supplies, recycling items, demolishing useless buildings, and clearing away complicated barricades and other simple defensive fortifications. This will become the main place for the exchange of materials between Zhenjiang and Yangzhou in the future, so it is very critical. Everything here needs to be replanned and reconstructed. The artillery positions need to be cleared and rebuilt. They can no longer be set up like a large shooting target as they are now. The number of cannons also needs to be increased. What can these few cannons do?

It can be said that Jiang Han's behavior showed that he did not regard himself as an outsider, nor did he regard the opposing defenders as human beings. When he set out, he came with the purpose of construction. He was ready to build infrastructure as soon as he landed, and the first thing he thought about after taking over the city was production.

Looking at the noisy city below, the defenders on the top of Zhenjiang City tried to launch a sneak attack with bows and arrows, but were quickly suppressed by the volunteers' muskets.

"These enemies are so weak, why doesn't the commander just let us defeat them all?"

Yawning lazily, the dolls, after finishing their work as porters, gathered in twos and threes and started chatting.

"The commander's intention is, first, to let us use conventional tactics as much as possible to carry out offensive missions in this combat operation, so that those outstanding students of the human army can learn more experience, including squad positioning, attack point selection, formation maintenance, rotation shooting and practical demonstration of tactical gestures... But..."

M4 glanced at the dog and 191 out of the corner of his eye. He didn't say much, but it seemed like he said a lot.

"Okay... I am a little too excited, but who can resist this scene? Tactics aside, a hero in the rain, fighting against the corrupt government, how cool!!"

191, who is usually very reliable, seems to have an unusual persistence in this regard.

"Okay... this is the first reason. Our engineering plan must be as routine as possible while ensuring efficiency, so that these human soldiers can learn something. After all, they can't just go into a group and start fighting."

M4 understood this. Given the commander's personality, even if he were asked to arrange this matter, he would probably just accommodate 191. After all, he was such a gentle person.

Tenderness (x) can make one lose one’s mind (√)!

"I see...."

416 nodded in agreement: "What about the second point?"

"Secondly, there are only six people in our team, and there are only more than a hundred people including the human soldiers on the ship. The Zhenjiang City opposite is a large city with a population of hundreds of thousands. It is impossible for a few of us to occupy such a city. Siege warfare is not a war of annihilation. What is needed is taking over, not destruction. We can destroy their army, destroy their ruling institutions, and blow up their representative buildings, but we cannot make this city our own, so we need to wait."

"When the subsequent management personnel and the large forces arrive, and when we are sure that we have enough manpower to get the captured city machinery running again, then we can start the attack."

"Well~ It seems that now we can only wait?"

"Yes, but it won't take too long. Now that the dock has been taken, the main force has already started to march out. We expect that by dark, we will be able to launch an attack and take over the city directly."

At this time, the volunteer soldiers were holding experimental flintlock rifles in their hands. These first batches of finished products produced by the factory were of excellent quality and performance. The only problem was that the cost was too high and the output was very small. Due to the lack of experience of the craftsmen, even if they got the drawings, they still needed a certain production operation process to be able to understand and be familiar with the entire process. After their proficiency was improved, they could be equipped to the troops on a large scale.

Just as there was a combat mission, they simply took out these flintlock rifles and let the soldiers familiarize themselves with them. The rain was now much lighter, and soon there would be only a drizzle. Due to the fixed gunpowder in the paper tubes and the flintlock ignition, the volunteers could use their guns at will to cover the Ming army on the top of the city with firepower and hone their design techniques. Those Ming soldiers holding bows and crossbows could only hide behind the battlements of the city wall, and were suppressed and unable to raise their heads.

Based on the volunteers' still unfamiliar reloading efficiency, Jiang Han arranged four shooting formations so that the gunners would have spare time to ensure reloading rotation and continuous firepower. As long as the Ming troops showed their heads on the city walls, bullets would whiz past their ears. Some hit the parapets, some flew towards the wooden pavilions, and some flew to who knows where. However, there were still a few unlucky guys who were hit by the bullets and died miserably.

The morale of the defenders in the city became increasingly low.

Volume 216: Chapter Chapter : Monster?

The sun was setting in the west and the sky was gradually getting darker, and the defenders in Zhenjiang City were constantly increasing their defensive efforts to increase the possibility of defending the city as much as possible.

The enemy troops outside the city had already written on their faces "I'm going to attack the city", so it was no wonder that the Ming army was so nervous. They were transporting arrows, preparing supplies, and urgently recruiting soldiers. The pressure was high throughout the entire city.

Originally, everyone thought that this battle would be difficult to fight, but the other side took Yangzhou by using tricks. This trick might work once, but the second time everyone was like the Saint Seiya, on guard, so it would definitely not work. Even if it worked, the effect would not be as good as the first time.

It is said that a good warrior does not have glorious achievements. To put it bluntly, those who win with fewer troops are simply trying to take unconventional means because they are not as strong as the enemy and they are taking advantage of others. What matters is the surprise attack. In the end, strength is what matters in a war.

But the problem is that now when we face each other head-on, it seems that the opponent is stronger than us. What should we do?

After returning to the city, the chief of the garrison ordered that no one should talk about what happened at the dock today. Anyone who talked about it would be dragged out and beheaded. Although it sounds a bit harsh, it is indeed the safest way at present. Today's battle has been fought like this. The garrison in the city is still unaware of the situation. They must ask, these garrison who have fought outside are always under pressure. Why don't you come when three people cross the tower in the top lane? The opponents are all Xiaodai brothers. I just checked the record. The win rate is 70 and above diamond. This time, I gave it to, I clicked.

This kind of people must be strictly banned, otherwise it will be passed by four votes in a blink of an eye. What's the point of posting it? Reality is not a game. If these soldiers post it, they will just be doing hard labor at best. If they post it themselves, it will be reopened directly!

This kind of behavior that undermines the morale of the army cannot be stopped without severe measures.

So, facing the questioning eyes of the defenders in the city, they asked, "Brother, what's going on? It's so lively outside, why are you going to defend the city after only half an hour?" "What's going on outside?" They could only answer vaguely. I can only say that those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand won't understand even if I tell them. There are many complicated issues involved, and I can't explain them clearly, so those who understand will understand.

Although the defenders were full of riddles, they were not fools. If the situation outside was going well, how could they be beaten back to the city so quickly? Moreover, each of them was missing limbs and their faces looked as ugly as if their family members had died. Just by looking at them, you could tell that they must have been beaten up. The atmosphere in the entire military camp was depressing.

What's worse, some were so frightened by the ferocious fighting of the dogs that they kept kowtowing in front of the incense burner and praying to the gods for protection so that they would not be killed by evil spirits.

Speaking of evil spirits, the chief officer was actually somewhat puzzled. Those damn guys on the battlefield today were obviously not like humans. The others could still be explained, with their new muskets and their superb martial arts, but the one in black and red clothes was absolutely outrageous!

How could someone dig a slab of stone out of the ground and throw it at someone? And the cruel method used was obviously evil! It was so damn evil!

As the saying goes, professional matters should be left to professionals. The Zhenjiang chief naturally found a bunch of professional talents in the supernatural field to conduct inquiries.

At this moment, inside the yamen, Taoists and monks gathered together, and witches and half-immortals competed against each other, which was very magical realism.

These half-immortal witches are all engaged in gray industries. Most of them have only a vague understanding of the so-called mysterious skills. Their main focus is on studying how to fool people. Entering the yamen is quite terrifying for them. At this moment, these people are in a state of fear that a bunch of constables will appear out of nowhere, handcuff them and send them to jail. Their brains begin to frantically recall whether they have offended some big shot by fooling others before.

The Taoists and monks on the other side seemed calm and composed, not panicking at all. Some even wanted to pick their noses. Are you kidding? They are professional religious people with ordination certificates issued by the imperial court. They are not on the same level as those guys who pretend to be gods and do all kinds of messy things on the streets, okay?

Not long after, footsteps were heard and the Zhenjiang garrison and his men quickly entered the house. The people in the house also stood up and saluted.

"grown ups"

The garrison commander waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for courtesy: "We are in a hurry, so I will get straight to the point. I have summoned you all this time because I have something very important to discuss with you."

He paused, looked at the puzzled people and continued: "Everyone should know about the bandit army that came to attack Zhenjiang. We fought hard and kept them out of the city gate. However, during the battle, we found that there were evil spirits among the bandit army."

cough cough...

Hearing this, the Taoists and monks were obviously stunned for a moment, their faces were serious, while those semi-immortal witches were a little confused.

People know their own business. These half-immortal witches are a bit like magicians. They claim to have supernatural powers, but everyone knows what is going on. What supernatural powers are all fake, they are all iced black tea mixed with water. Sister, some people are not afraid of death...

What evil spirits? Those were just lies to fool people. Now that the government officials suddenly said this, they were indeed a little surprised.

"Yao Xie...what does that mean?"

A Taoist priest in a Taoist robe had a solemn expression on his face. He knew that as an official, they would definitely not speak nonsense. It was very likely that they encountered something that they could not understand. The world was in chaos now, and a large number of monsters and demons came out to cause trouble. Cults were prevalent, and demons appeared on the battlefield. This matter could be a big deal or a small one, depending on how it was interpreted.

"Could it be that the remnants of the White Lotus are causing trouble?"

The remnants of the White Lotus, also known as the White Lotus Sect, were actually first encountered by many people in Jet Li's Wong Fei Hung movie. In the movie, the White Lotus Sect was a villain gang, and they did somersaults and jumped over fire basins, just like a circus troupe trying to avoid Xiao Yan's father.

The White Lotus Sect often makes cameo appearances in various film, television and literary works, but they are basically played as villains and have a very bad reputation.

So what is this sect all about? The White Lotus Sect originated from the Pure Land Sect of the Tang Dynasty. A man named Mao Ziyuan founded the White Lotus Sect on the basis of the Pure Land Society, which later gradually developed into the White Lotus Sect.

This sect can be said to be composed of old rebels. During the Yuan Dynasty, when the White Lotus Sect was at its peak, they began to stir and started their own rebellion. Of course, the demise of the Yuan Dynasty was mainly due to the Yuan Dynasty rulers' diligence and sustainable over-exploitation, but the White Lotus Sect also made an indelible contribution to it. The famous Red Turban Uprising, instigated by the Stone Man with One Eye, was led by the White Lotus Sect.

The White Lotus Sect, together with the Ming Sect, was known as the conscience brand of ancient peasant uprisings. It injected a large number of talents into the peasant uprisings and rebellion. There were a large number of White Lotus Sect members in the team of Zhu Yuanzhang, the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

After hanging out with these rebellious professionals for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang became quite familiar with the professional level of these professional teams. They were the kind of bad guys that even his own people would call him. Old Zhu had only one thought about these people in his mind: this guy must not be sent back to LCK!

From then on, the White Lotus Sect was defined as a cult in the Ming Dynasty laws, and the people were strictly prohibited from believing in it. If any members of the White Lotus Sect were found, the leader would be hanged, and the followers would be beaten with 100 sticks and exiled for 3,000 miles.

Even this did not stop the rebellion. From the Yuan Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect was considered a veteran rebel in three dynasties, and its brand reputation was quite strong.

The positive significance of the White Lotus Sect to the peasant uprising cannot be erased. At the end of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, none of them were good people. However, it would be a big mistake to say that the White Lotus Sect were good people. This kind of peasant uprising with a strong religious color must have great limitations.

In order to make money, the leader of the White Lotus Sect would collect a base fee when recruiting believers. The more base money you paid, the better and richer you would live in the next life. When the rebellion started, he would even say to the believers, "Hurry up and pay up. The more you pay this time, the more land you will get when you defeat the imperial court. Let's write a written contract and I will definitely not be able to cheat you!"

They are so tired of cheating people out of money that of course most of the money is squandered by these leaders. Who cares whether you divide the land or not?

"Probably not"

The garrison commander shook his head and said, "We are familiar with the methods of the White Lotus demons. They are nothing more than some tricks to deceive people. But this time is different. These demons...really, they are the kind we have never seen before."

The garrison's words left the Taoist priests and monks confused. They looked at each other, not understanding what the other party was talking about.

Nothing special, what did they see?

"I thought it was nothing, just some evil spirit. Shangguan, just tell us what you want. We will definitely help you!"

After hearing this, a half-immortal who was invited spoke up. In his eyes, all the evil spirits were just the skills of everyone in the industry. When the time comes, it will be nothing more than a battle of magic. With so many people here, won’t it be easy to catch them? At this time, you have to show your attitude and let Shangguan see your enthusiasm.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll just say it straight."

The garrison nodded, and several guards went out and closed the door. He then slowly spoke: "We were fighting outside the city today, and the enemy army released several demons among our troops."

"Those monsters look like young girls, but they are extremely powerful, invulnerable to swords and spears, and even bows and crossbows can hardly hurt them. They are also extremely ferocious, like crazy demons. My soldiers were torn to pieces by them..."

The more they listened, the more frightened they became. What the hell is this? Tearing people apart alive? Are you telling me a story?

"Amitabha Buddha, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but may I see the bodies of the soldiers who were killed?"

The Taoist bowed his head and asked slowly. The big monk next to him closed his eyes and chanted scriptures. It is not our job to catch monsters. I am just a Buddhist. The rain has nothing to do with me.

There is no Buddha in troubled times, and no Taoism in prosperous times. Taoists always have a strange persistence in the world. There may be many black sheep and scum in this group, but it must be said that this is a group of people with faith.

"Okay, let me show you guys."

Of course there were corpses of officers and soldiers. When the dogs were having fun killing on the battlefield and playing with people as Lego, there were also some lucky ones who were rescued by their comrades in a state of being torn apart but not completely, and were pulled back to the camp and evacuated to the rear. Under the medical conditions of that era, it was really difficult for a person who was half torn apart to survive. Many people had already died in the barracks due to their deteriorating condition.

Several people soon came to the place where the bodies were stored in the military camp. "This is it, Taoist priest, why don't you take a look and tell me what you see."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people came forward and looked at the body that had died not long ago. To be honest, he died a very miserable death, with one arm and one leg ripped off and pulled off forcibly, and the fracture was severely torn.

"S..."

Seeing this tragic scene, everyone present gasped. The Taoist priest stepped forward and carefully examined the wound: "It was indeed pulled down by force... This... I can't see any clues... Does anyone have any ideas?"

"Oh this... I suddenly remembered that my wife seems to be giving birth soon"

"Ah, my mother still needs my care..."

Outside the city, as the sky gradually darkened, strings of torches were lit on the dock. At this moment, ships were still coming and going, and a huge torch was erected on the dock here to guide the ships at night.

"It's getting dark. The enemy's vision is the first, and the long-range firepower has decreased. It's a good time to launch a surprise attack. How is the troop assembly going?"

"We still need two more boatloads of people, that's almost enough."

"No need to wait. Let them follow up. We have limited time. After learning about the situation here, the army in Nanjing will probably start to fight southwards in advance. Before that, we must stabilize Zhenjiang City, notify them, and prepare for the assault!"

"Yes!"

The volunteers began to gather, and a large number of soldiers holding torches walked through the dock, like orange streams, constantly crisscrossing, converging, and forming a big river, rolling forward!

"Everyone get ready!!!"

The river stopped, changing from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and the dancing flames were just like the excited hearts of the soldiers.

"We will take the city walls first. When we see the city gates fall, you will lead your team to break in and quickly occupy the county government, granaries, factories, the city docks and other key areas. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Miss Mu!"

"very good"

M4 nodded. Towards people other than the commander, M4's image was very capable and cold.

It was impossible for the defenders on the city walls not to see such a big commotion outside the city. After it got dark, the archers on the city walls had limited vision and gave up their harassment plans. The volunteers below the city also put away their guns, and everyone seemed to be not aggressing against each other. However, both sides knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

"Sir! The enemy troops below seem to be preparing to attack the city!"

"Why would someone attack the city at night? Damn it! Everyone, cheer up! String your bows and crossbows! Get ready! The enemy army is about to attack the city!!"

While both sides were preparing for war, suddenly, Shaobing on the city wall saw several figures appear under the city wall.

"Be careful of enemy attacks!! There are people here!!"

"boom!"

Volume 217: Chapter Chapter : Don't talk nonsense

The average height of the Ming city walls is only five to seven meters. For a humanoid to reach such a height, it only needs a little jumping. These humanoids, especially the military models, are all dead white. They don't have spider silk launchers in their hands, otherwise they will be blown away by you.

Almost at the moment of hearing the gunshots, the guards on the city wall saw several figures jumping from above their heads to the city wall.

"what?"

In the current time of food shortage, the meals for Ming army troops were extremely poor. Even in the prosperous Jiangnan region, only two meals a day were available per person, which consisted of a mixture of millet husks, sorghum rice, and unleavened flatbreads made of some unknown grain, along with a bowl of corn porridge, which is the millet porridge we often drink.

This stuff can't satisfy your hunger. It may be effective at the time, but it will be digested quickly. However, the army only supplies this, and if you don't eat it, there are plenty of people who can.