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Chapter 225

The reason why such barbarian cannon fodder came to Hongbai Mountain in a short period of time.

That is because of the nature of following and obeying the strong in the blood of the Hu people; there is also a living habit that is more accustomed to plundering than building.

And Yang Dongli and others undoubtedly perfectly satisfied the above two points.

After hearing the news for a while, among the many small tribes of Hu people around, there are actually men who can afford weapons and ride horses.

They all rushed to Hongbai Mountain in the first time, and they seemed to participate with the strength of the tribe and make a fortune together.

So much so that Fengrui, who was counting the statistics, kept reporting amazing statistics to Yang Dongli.

"Lao Yang, there are already 600 barbarians coming to report, and there is still one day left before the assembly time. This time, the cannon fodder troops may gather 1000 people~"

"Good news, Lao Yang, there are now 923 people, and the situation is quite gratifying~"

"These small tribes are crazy. They plan to live in the future. Almost all the fighters who can fight have come; there are more than 1100 people, and they are still coming in a steady stream.

This momentum is even more lively than the free eggs in the supermarket. "

"What the hell! There are already 1400 people, and people are coming one after another; Lao Yang has so many indigenous people gathered together, nothing will happen..."

"Don't panic, 2000 people continue to come if you have the ability." After hearing the words, Yang Dongli said with a calm face.

Although the number of Hu people's cannon fodder is large, they come from dozens of small tribes, and the largest tribe has seven to eighty fighters.

So, what can happen?
For Yang Dongli, such a mass of loose sand cannon fodder is simply Han Xin's order of troops, which is so beneficial.

Not to mention that the night before leaving, the number of cannon fodder reached 1732, even if there were another 2000 or [-] people, Lao Yang was not at all cowardly.

Because I left here thinking about it, I am afraid that I will never have a chance to come back, at least in this mission world of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there is no chance to come back.

Therefore, seeing that in the camp, there are still many looted cattle and sheep.
In addition to making some dried bacon jerky as dry food for a period of time in the future; Yang Dongli simply let everyone eat and drink the rest of the cattle, sheep and food.

Dozens of sheep and seven or eight cows were put down one after another in the evening before leaving, and then roasted directly with whole sheep and whole cows.

At the same time, the stolen drinks were moved out of the temporary warehouse as if they were free of charge.

Let people including Fan Lie and other confidants, as well as war slaves, cannon fodder and others eat and drink as much as they want, as long as they can get up when they leave tomorrow.

Even at this moment, Yang Dongli said clearly to the cannon fodder that after drinking tonight, he would kill anyone who drank during the operation.

It's rare for a group of hard-working barbarians to even have a full meal. Usually, there is no chance to eat and drink so recklessly, and they cheered loudly while agreeing loudly.

What the hell!For these poor people, even if they didn't grab anything during this trip, the meal tonight alone is enough for them to participate in the bald robber's operation this time...

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In short, for the native Hu people, the night when the army was officially dispatched was a night of carnival for them.

That night!Many barbarians were so drunk that they fell down by the fire with the smell of alcohol all over their bodies, and fell asleep like this.

Fortunately, when we set off on the second day, no one was left alone.

And after the army set off, there were only a hundred Hu women who were robbed during this period of time in the huge Hongbaishan camp.

correct!Theoretically, there is now a team of 50 or [-] craftsmen, and they will also stay in the secret iron-making base.

Just when the army of nearly 3000 people set off, Fan Lie, who is now an officer with 50 people, was surprised to find a detail:
In the current Zhihong army, there are only four leaders, Yang Dongli, Feng Rui, Lao Hei, and A Li.

None of the other old snakes, military pawns, Er Fatty and other leaders who would participate in the action every time they went to clear up the horse bandits and sand bandits, none of them showed up today.

It's just that this kind of doubt, based on the long-term high-pressure training of Feng Rui, Lao Hei and others, or under the power of lust, he can only hold it in his heart, and on the surface this guy does not show any abnormality.

It is such a key action, and Lao Snake, Lang Qing and others will naturally not be absent.

They don't appear in the army now, they just need to be busy with some other very important things for the time being, and they must not leave any future troubles...

In the iron-making base surrounded by mountains on three sides and adjacent to water all the way.

Brother Langqing turned his face green, and poured some once-refined fire oil from a large water bag in his hand all over the base.

These include the wooden sheds, walls, waterwheels, and even the corpses of the craftsmen and captives in a large pit that had been built so hard.

A group of craftsmen and captives have already lost all vitality by now.

His eyes were full of disbelief, as well as a look of great horror.

I guess I can't figure out why the leaders slaughtered craftsmen who would be treasured no matter which tribe they belonged to.

In fact, the fundamental reason why Lang Qing and the others did this was to keep it secret.

As long as all the craftsmen and prisoners in the iron-making base are killed before they leave completely, the related facilities should be set on fire.

The relevant knowledge was also kept secret along with the death of those craftsmen and slaves.

The Hu people will not be allowed to bring these powerful armed forces to harm the Han people in the Central Plains.

In short, such an approach is a devil to the Hu people, but to the Han people in the Central Plains, it is as noble as an angel.

Specifically, it depends on which side the buttocks sit on.

Based on such a concept, even simple tools such as tongs have been thrown into the river by them, and they have already sunk into the mud at the bottom of the river.

Even now, there are already two clay blast furnaces, but they have been dismantled into a ball of mud.

Everything was agreed before they established this base.

But even so, when everything that was built with his own hands was about to be completely destroyed, the little brother Lang Qing still felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of the hardships of construction at the beginning, I feel a little bit reluctant to start.

With everyone's busy work together, all the final preparations were soon ready, and the rookie soldier saw Lang Qing like this.

After thinking about the joints, he couldn't help but suggest:
"Lang Qing, if you really can't do this, or if you really don't want to do it, why don't you and the warehouse manager go first, and leave it to us here."

"No, there's nothing wrong with it."

After saying this in his mouth, Lang Qing first took a deep breath for himself, and then polished a Botou match.

I lit the last remaining golden leaf cigarette for myself, which I was reluctant to smoke for a long time.

Then, before the remaining match was burned out, it was thrown on the low eaves of a thatched hut in front of him.

What needs to be clarified is that they obtained the fierce oil from a lair of horse bandits, and those horse bandits snatched it from a group of businessmen from the Kucha Kingdom.

It is not surprising that this thing appears.

"Northern History: Biography of the Western Regions" records the oil situation in the area of ​​Qiuci in the Western Regions: "In the mountains in the northwest of the country, something like ointment flows out of Chengchuan, and flows into the ground for several miles. It looks like a scorpion and smells very bad."

The Hu people have already made some primitive use and trade of oil.

At the beginning, Yang Dongli and the others wanted to use the fire oil that had been withdrawn once and process it into some incendiary bombs to surprise the Huns.

But I thought of one thing, if the method of using this thing is exposed, because Zhongyuan does not have many oil resources, it is destined to suffer a lot, but it will be cheaper for the barbarians of the Western Regions.

They forcibly suppressed the idea of ​​using these fierce fire oil.

In the end, it was only used as a kind of burning material for fire prevention at the end of this time.

The thatch was originally extremely dry, but after being contaminated with kerosene, it could be said to catch fire at one point, and then the fire spread and burned everything in the base.

Under such a background, Lang Qing and others got on their horses one after another, and chased after Yang Dongli and others in the direction they left.

The position behind them has long been a sea of ​​flames.

The blazing flames represent their determination to fight to the death afterwards, if they fail, they will be benevolent...

(End of this chapter)