Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 845 Meaning
Time: May 5, the third day of this mission.

Sure enough, just as Hu Biao and the others expected after seeing the starry sky the night before, today is a sunny day.

After a bright sun rose from the sky, it was early nine in the morning, causing the temperature to soar to over [-] degrees.

The hot sunlight hit the skin, and it even hurt slightly.

After the iron armor is worn on the body, it will soon be scalding hot in the sun, just like the high-temperature iron plate used to make squid.

Anyway, in such a damn hot weather, no matter how hard Hu Biao and the others looked, they couldn't see any sign of rain today.

Even if it is agreed, it should be rainy in the south during this period.

However, with their mouths dry and faced with the bad news that it would not rain today, Hu Biao and the others were more concerned about another thing.

Specifically, it was around eight o'clock this morning, when another large number of Yin troops arrived on the battlefield.

After counting the artillery, infantry, and sailors ashore, the number has reached 2000.

There is no doubt that the 2400-person landing force of the Yin Army in the Battle of Yangcheng in history, after excluding those who died in the battle and the wounded, all the rest are now here.

After so many troops from the Yin Army arrived, they immediately surrounded the small Panlong Hill.

If that's all, that's all. The most troublesome thing for Hu Biao and the others is that the Yin Army no longer launches any attacks.

Instead, he planned to surround them directly and make them die of thirst.

In this way, Hu Biao's plan to kill three hundred Yin soldiers as quickly as possible to meet the system's requirements and unlock the space equipment was in vain.

You must know that in the space equipment, although they did not prepare much emergency food and water at the beginning, after the distribution, there was also a share of 1000 ml of water per person in the team.

It's really not much, but it can make a huge difference.

As for the requirement of killing 40 Yin troops, Hu Biao and others carefully calculated that there are at most [-] people who can meet such a standard.

I originally thought that I could easily achieve such a goal in one morning.

Result?The Yin army didn't even launch an attack, but kept hiding out of the range of their muskets. How could they kill enough of these 300 people?
Did they take the initiative and meet their demands?Thinking too much.

When all the Yin troops arrived at the gates of Yangcheng, the artillerymen had as many as seventy or eighty artillery pieces, large and small. The muzzles of the largest 32-pounder and the smallest 6-pounder were all aimed at Panlonggang. Such a small place.

It would be okay if Hu Biao and the others were hiding in the trenches. They would not be able to eat any dust and sand after the opponent opened fire.

But if they take the initiative, they will be shot to death.

Fire bombs and kill another 40 or [-] people?This idea is also unrealistic.

During the whole day yesterday, the fort received countless rounds of artillery shells, and now it has basically been completely scrapped...

When the time came to 01:30 at noon, the hottest time of the day, what Hu Biao was most worried about happened:
There was a huge problem with the morale of everyone in the team.

There are many reasons why this is so.

Not only because several shacks and trees not far away from the side of the fort were all destroyed by shelling and flames.

So much so that after the sun reached their heads, they couldn't even find a shady place.

Although they could avoid the sun in the bomb-proof cave, the space inside was too small; so in the high temperature of nearly [-] degrees, they felt like they were about to be sunburned.

As he continued to sweat, he felt even more thirsty.

It wasn't just because at such a moment, amidst a loud volley of gunfire, the sharp war horse let out a huge neighing sound.

All day yesterday, plus one morning today.

In fact, the soldiers of the Yin Army, at the request of Yilu, have been trying hard to capture such a war horse that looks like an incomparable horse at first glance.

But if they wanted to get close to capture him, they would have to enter the square turret and be within the range of Lao Hei's musket.

Facing these targets who come to his door, Lao Hei will not be polite at all and will immediately shoot and kill these targets one by one.

Behind this war horse, four or five people died.

The lobster soldiers have learned the lesson, and they no longer try to get close. Instead, they use some beautiful mares, or food and water, to lure the sharp horses over and then catch them.

But even if he hadn't eaten for a long time, the sharp war horse had lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye in the past two days.

Faced with all kinds of temptations from Yin people, he didn't even take a second look.

He was always waving his ponytail to help drive away the big-headed flies on Fengrui's body.

At noon today, Yilu Yingzhi finally realized that even if he captured such a divine war horse, the other party would still fight to the death, and he would never be able to possess it.

Because in my heart, I also made a decision.

What decision?Of course, it's because of the nature of bandits like them, who want to destroy a treasure directly when they can't get it.

At his command, a distant volley of guns was fired.

Immediately, a lot of blood splattered on the sharp war horse. After letting out a long neigh, it fell dead together with its owner.

After such a scene was seen by everyone in the team on the hill, many people's eyes suddenly turned red.

But this point is still not the reason why the mentality of these veterans who have experienced many teams has completely collapsed and their morale has huge problems.

What really allowed them to completely break through their defenses was that a large number of Daqing people appeared outside the Yin Army camp below.

It should be noted that these people were not forcibly captured by the Yin Army.

Instead, he brought a large amount of agricultural products such as chickens, ducks, fruits and vegetables, and took the initiative to sell them outside the Yin Army camp; or for a fee, he planned to help the Yin Army do some washing, build artillery positions, etc. matter.

Whenever they receive a small amount of money from the Yin Army's logistics officers, the smiles on their faces are so heart-breaking.

Of course, these people either simply ignored or completely ignored the existence of Hu Biao and others of his own race on Panlonggang, which was almost within easy reach, but they were still somewhat concerned.

It's just that Hu Biao and the others would rather not receive such attention at all, or rather ignore it.

Because most of their reactions were to point at Panlonggang for a while, as if they were watching a big show that had nothing to do with them.

The expression on his face was not concerned about the safety of Hu Biao and the others.

What's more, they regret that the two sides did not continue to fight today, so that they did not see a rare excitement.

In Yangcheng, it was also quite lively.

Only they on Panlonggang seemed so out of place.

Finally, when I saw a cart full of large emerald green watermelons through the telescope, a Yin army logistics officer proudly threw a few silver coins to the ground.

A man with an ugly braid hanging from the back of his head picked up the silver coins on the ground and nodded and bowed for a while.

Seeing that car of big watermelons, he was drooling in his own eyes, and sent it into the Yin Army camp.

At this moment, the old snake felt as if his lungs had been punctured and his defenses were finally broken.

He smashed a telescope in his hand on the ground, and shouted like a madman at the top of his lungs:

"Why, why on earth?
I was so thirsty that I almost drank my own urine, and I was holding on to this poor place like the Sifang Fort; for what purpose? Could it be that this damn Daqing could live a few more years longer than in history.

Is it to let those losers who "measure the material resources to grow flowers and make the country happy" sell this Guo Jia for a few more years?

Could it be that in Yangcheng, those fatuous officials, fat-bellied businessmen, and bannermen with hard-core crops can happily eat, drink, play with women, and even men?

And could it be that for these numb people, we can do business with the Yin Army for a few more days, help them do more work, and let them watch the show for a few more days.

I’m so, so, so so~”

At the end of the sentence, he ended the high-pitched curse with a series of extremely high-pitched "What the hell".

Old Snake, this old SP who is always fearless, was a man full of fighting spirit no matter how difficult the situation was in previous missions.In an instant, all the energy and strength in the body seemed to be drained out.

He collapsed on the ground, his eyes no longer bright.

Faced with the current extremely depressed appearance of the old snake, and his extremely low mood, no one in the team went to comfort him, and no one planned to say anything.

They were originally sitting on the ground, but their habitually straight backs suddenly bent down.

Because every word that the old snake roared from his mouth just now spoke to their hearts.

When Old Snake sees something, they can naturally see it clearly, and they naturally think of all the problems that Old Snake just mentioned.

Such extremely heartbreaking and depressing things broke their already poor mentality in today's environment.

For a time, they included Hu Biao, the commander of the team, and Yang Dongli, who was not recognized by the system but was actually the second in command of the team.

The two of them were also in unprecedented helplessness and depression, with only one thought in their minds:
Go to the damn system missions, go to the hell to fight the Yin Army to the death, everything is forgotten.

In short, the most fundamental reason for all the above can be explained clearly in one sentence: they have lost the reason why they must persist in their past missions at all costs...

******
In the silence that felt like death, time passed little by little.

10 minutes, half an hour, an hour….

Until even though this rookie was Shouzheng, Yu Hanfeng still had strong sequelae in his lungs after performing a relatively high level of personal performance.

Suddenly, there was another violent cough that seemed to cough up my heart, liver, spleen and stomach.

Amidst such an unusually loud coughing sound like an old-fashioned tractor.

Hu Biao instinctively turned his head and looked over there. After seeing Yu Hanfeng bent into a prawn, he didn't pay much attention.

The key is that he saw the imperial concubine who had her head buried in her knees, which could be said to be in an unprecedented weak state.

Suddenly, Hu Biao's heart softened inexplicably; while feeling huge guilt, he finally had some different thoughts.

Yes!No matter what, the mission must continue.

Even if it's not for himself, not to save the damn Da Qing, everything in this mission is just for the imperial concubine.

In order for her to continue to live, so that she could continue to drive at an alarming speed in high spirits.

No matter how difficult it is, we must complete this mission.

Not to mention that the last time the imperial concubine was pregnant, although it turned out to be an oolong, this guy is still thinking about making the imperial concubine's belly bigger so that the next generation of the old Hu family can be prosperous.

Otherwise, in the modern dimension, he would carry a thermos cup with him wherever he goes.

What are you doing with some wolfberry soaked in a thermos cup?
Thinking of all the above, Hu Biao took out a crumpled cigarette box and took out the last half of a sand cigarette in it.

Originally, he planned to finish it in two days, but now he planned to kill it all by himself.

After lighting the match and lighting half of the sand smoke, Hu Biao smoked silently while trying to adjust his emotions.

Not to mention, after gradually adjusting to his emotions, Hu Biao really found that they seemed to have entered some misunderstandings.

In other words, they have reached a dead end; their persistence in the four-sided fort and their difficult struggle in this mission are not meaningless.

In the end, he smoked half of the cigarette until there was no tobacco left and the filter was burned. He already had a clear understanding in his heart and knew what to do next.

But after speaking, he didn't say anything big to everyone.

Instead, with an extremely thirsty and extremely hoarse voice, he asked a young native like Yu Hong:
"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, I wonder what you think of these foreigners?"

After being called twice in succession, Yu Hong finally reacted from his stupor.

The main reason is that even Hu Biao and others are feeling quite uncomfortable after enduring this, not to mention ordinary natives like them, who are now even more weak.

After thinking for a while, Yu Hong instinctively licked his dry and cracked lips, and said slowly:
"I'm from Yuezhou. I've only heard of the 'Yin Ji Li' once or twice. The day before yesterday, when I was rushing into battle with everyone, it was the first time I saw these big noses and blue eyes that looked like Ghostly foreigners.

When we set out from Hunan Province, the adults above told us that these foreigners were just barbarians.

How can it be that these barbarians can spy on our great blue and natural treasures, and defeat them in a single battle? Let the king submit a token of surrender and pay tribute every year from now on.

But who would have thought that their guns would be so powerful and they would explode after they hit the ground.

I'm not afraid of your jokes. At that time, a cannon landed about twenty steps away and killed five or six people immediately. I almost peed my pants at that scene. "

The voice fell, and Lang Qing’s indignant voice sounded:

"Awesome, the Yin people these days are so awesome. It was the emperor and the court of Daqing who created such a situation out of selfishness in their hearts.

Cannons that explode after landing are powerful, right?

As early as 200 years ago in the Ming Dynasty, our Han craftsmen had mastered such a technology of making artillery shells; in terms of the production level of muskets and cannons, they were no worse than Yin people, and even better in some aspects.

The steel used to make guns and cannons may not even be matched by all the foreigners put together.

Result?In order to allow them, the Eight Banners, to remain secure in the world, they have been leading the hardcore crops.

They closed themselves off to the country and promoted horseback shooting, which they were better at, which ultimately led to the manufacturing technology of muskets and cannons being worse than it was in 200 years ago.

On the contrary, foreign guns and guns are getting better and better in quality and power.

The key point is that the Eight Banners have always regarded us as lowly slaves and cattle and horses. When bandits come to the door, which slave who cannot eat well or sleep well is willing to fight for the masters?
Otherwise, there are only thousands of Yin people, and if everyone works together to come forward, one person can drown them all with just a splash of urine.

Anyway, as I said, this is still just the beginning. As long as we have Da Qing here, the great dynasty will be further and further behind the foreigners and be beaten more miserably. "

After hearing such an almost treasonous statement from Lang Qing's mouth, the other seven Green Camp soldiers were immediately stunned.

And Yu Hong, the seventh-grade commander of Green Camp, was about to reprimand him immediately.

Just in the blink of an eye, I thought that now that everyone was about to die, there seemed to be no need for Lang Qing to lie to him. The above should be true.

Suddenly, his eyes were filled with indescribable confusion and despair.

Under such a situation, Hu Biao finally spoke slowly: "Everyone has seen that the insensitivity of these compatriots is the fault of the ignorant rule of the Tartars.

Doesn’t our arrival and contribution mean nothing at all?not like this.

After this duck war, the flower growers fell from feudal society into a semi-feudal and semi-colonial situation, which was also the beginning of a century-old history of humiliation.

But it was precisely under such a crisis that had never happened in a thousand years that many people were awakened from their dreams of heaven.

There are many sons and daughters of the flower-growing family, and they all stood up without hesitation and began to work hard for the rejuvenation of this nation.

Some children, because of the huge gap between the two sides, began to become numb in despair.

So what we can do is to tell those desperate people that foreigners are not invincible.

We also need to leave something behind as much as possible so that those who are struggling for this nation can have a less difficult struggle.

As for such efforts, will it allow Da Qing to decay from the imperial court and linger on for a few more years?Such a thing is not simple. "

Having said this, Hu Biao stood up from the ground.

After everyone vaguely guessed something, there was a little hesitation, but more of it was anticipation in their eyes; they were facing the direction of Yangcheng, holding a loudspeaker in their hands.

After exerting enough internal energy, he shouted:

"The Tatars showed their cruelty and massacred more than two million of our Han people, which was a major crime of stealing China.

The second major crime is that Nurhachi, the Taizu of the Qing Dynasty, was nicknamed Wild Boar Skin and was the adopted son of Li Yincheng..."

(End of this chapter)