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Chapter 866: That year, I carried cannons for Xuange Camp ([-])

I slept for at least half an hour before I was woken up by Buck Teeth Qiang and the others.

By this time, the ship, which I later heard was Spanish Yagui Lao, had already sailed far enough away, and the sky was getting a little brighter.

However, after what happened just now, no one spoke, and everything was communicated through eyes and gestures.

After Buck Tooth Qiang gave him a look, all of us uncles and nephews in Huangjia Village knew that this was the intention for everyone to start raising cannons up the mountain.

No one agreed, but they all bent down, put the cypress pole on their shoulders, and started to set off towards the top of the mountain carrying the heavy two thousand kilogram cannon.

This small hill didn't even have a name before, and there was no road.

Fortunately, after passing the person who was carrying the cannon and stepping on it repeatedly, a rough road has appeared; it is just a bit steeper and it is more laborious to carry the cannon up.

Along this rough road, we carried the cannon up little by little, step by step, and the beads of sweat were pressed out by the cypress bars on our shoulders as if they were free of charge.

It wasn't until daybreak that we finally carried the two-thousand-gold cannon to the designated location on the top of the mountain.

At this point, I don’t know what other people are like, but I feel like my waist is almost broken.

Fortunately, the heroes of Xuan Ge camp are all tough men.

If you say you will give money when you reach the place, you will give money immediately.

After putting down the cannon, a beautiful girl wearing a cheongsam in the wilderness at night, who was not afraid of mosquitoes but was more beautiful than the people in the New Year paintings.

After taking a look at the model of the artillery and the number of shells from a distance.

After he opened his mouth, he greeted him loudly: "One invincible general's cannon is worth two thousand catties; plus thirty rounds of cannonballs, the total is 330 taels of silver. Someone come over quickly and count the money."

There was a simple shed above her, and a pile of sacks behind her.

Among them, two sacks had been opened, and they could be seen from a distance by the firelight.

Good guy!One bag was filled with small bricks and white snowflakes; the other bag was filled with all kinds of broken silver.

There are a dozen sacks in total. Who knows how much money is contained in them?
After seeing these coins, our uncles and nephews in Huangjiacun were dumbfounded. Suddenly their waists and legs no longer hurt, and they had strength all over their bodies.

If it weren't for the fact that before the cannon was raised, I would have heard that there were no more cannons here.

It's hard to say that even if he's exhausted, he still has to carry another three thousand kilogram cannon over.

After urging him twice more from the pretty girl's mouth, Buck Teeth Qiang finally reacted and hurriedly ran over to get some money, almost falling into a dog's head.

No one laughed at him, because suddenly we saw another long fleet appearing on the Lion Ocean.

Thinking of the hidden thing just now, I almost lay down on the ground.

It was close, but it was soon discovered that these boats were all wooden boats used for fishing and transporting goods in the Qing Dynasty. There were even a lot of rafts, and they were not the big boats of Gui Lao at all.

Before I could figure it out, what were these boats and rafts used for?

I heard someone shouting in my ears: "Quick, quick, come and help~"

Following the sound, I turned my head and looked over, and suddenly cursed in my heart, "Xie family property"; because there were at least 60 people carrying a cannon up the mountain.

That cannon must have weighed at least six thousand kilograms, and its barrel was frighteningly thick.

When those people carried them halfway up the mountain, they seemed to be exhausted; but that section of the mountain was so steep that they couldn't put it down and rest temporarily.

It will slide all the way down, not to mention all the previous efforts were in vain, and it will also hit many people.

After reacting, all the other uncles and nephews in Huangjiacun, except for Buck Teeth Qiang, took long strides and rushed down quickly.

Many other people on the mountain and down the mountain also rushed over to help.

After rushing to the place, I saw a man being pushed down by the pole on his shoulders, and I immediately used my shoulders to hold his wooden pole.

*His mother’s!It was only after I carried the pole that I realized how heavy the cannon was, weighing more than [-] kilograms.

The bones in his body were all crackling, and his waist felt like it was about to break.

Fortunately, soon after, there were two more shoulders holding the pole; and another pair of hands held my waist and pushed me forward hard.

Just like that, at least one hundred and fifty-six people were lifting and pushing.After moving little by little, such a cannon was finally lifted to the top of the mountain.

When the cannon was put down, everyone seemed to have exhausted all their strength and collapsed to the ground; but everyone's face looked particularly energetic and happy.

Maybe they, like me, had a thought in their minds:
“As long as everyone works together, nothing is impossible.”

Regarding this idea, my feeling became more profound later on, but it changed a little and became: "As long as all the people work together, nothing is impossible."

Because we were sitting on the ground, slowly regaining our strength.

I finally saw clearly what the boats and rafts on the Lion Ocean were used for.

On the river in front of us, those wooden boats with many stones in their cabins had their bottoms cut open, causing the boats to sink directly.

Soon, only one mast was left above the water.

And those wooden rafts were parked on top of these sunken ships, connected with iron ropes.

Although this workload is not small and it looks like it will take some time to complete, but I already have this picture in my head:
After the Yin Ren Gui Lao's big ship approached, if they didn't want to get stuck on the river, they had to slow down; then the cannons on both sides opened fire, sinking them all here.

Let those damn ghost guys above feed all the bastards.

Damn it!After thinking about this, I feel much, much happier than when I thought about receiving more than ten taels of silver...

Because I was really tired, the key was to eat whatever I wanted here. I got a bag of baggage and after discussing it with everyone, we all decided to sleep in the corner of the open space at the foot of the mountain.

After waking up, have a meal before returning to Huangjiacun.

By then there will be no need to lift the cannon, so everyone can eat a good meal with ease.

Because at this time, we clearly saw that many people brought a large number of chickens, ducks, fat pigs, etc., all of which were good meat and vegetables.

At that time, everyone just wanted to have a good meal of meat.

No one thought that this simple decision would change the 'destiny' of many of us in this life.

Later, we found a big banyan tree, surrounded the bucktooth holding Yinzi in the middle, and fell asleep one after another.

We have been very tired these past few days, and everyone is ready to sleep until dark and then get up to have a good meal.

Unexpectedly, we were all woken up at one o'clock in the afternoon.

That was the beautiful girl wearing a cheongsam in the morning and giving out money. She was shouting to everyone; she said that she was called the God of Wealth, that she was not married this year, and that she was looking for a good man...

wrong!I misremembered it. I misremembered the events in my dream.

It should be that by now, this section of the Shishiyang River has been locked by sunken ships, iron cables, and wooden rafts; the number of artillery installed on both sides of the river is sufficient.

However, their Xuange camp has a limited number of people, and they want to recruit some people to help load ammunition and fire cannons.

No matter whether you have experience or not, as long as you join, you will be given 20 taels of Anjia money; you can help here for five days at most, and then you will be given another 20 taels.

During the artillery battle with the Yin people and ghosts, whether they were dead or injured, the Xuan Ge camp would be responsible.

Although the total of 40 taels of silver is a lot, it is rumored that the Yin Rengui Lao's artillery fire can destroy less than half a mile with one shot, which is extremely powerful and fatal.

So no matter how much money you have, what's the use of spending it if you don't have your own life?Thousands of people present are like me. Although they have not read any books, they still understand this truth.

What I don’t understand is that I obviously know the above truth in my heart.

At that time, I still seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and shouted: "Count me in~"

The voice in his mouth just fell, and the voice of "Count me in" came from the mouths of seven or eight people from Huangjia Village, including Buck Tooth Qiang, as well as thousands of Panyu people, Xiangshan people, and even Foshan people. .

After saying this, Huang Ashan's story finally came to an end.

It's just that some of the street boys obviously didn't hear enough. They took a look at the empty sleeves of the Seventh Grand Duke and couldn't help but ask:
"Seventh Grand Duke, was this hand of yours blown off when you were fighting with the ghost guy at the back?"

"No, that's another story." Looking at the moonlight, Huang Ashan replied leisurely, then got up and went home to sleep on crutches.

That thin figure was dragged out of the old man under the moonlight...

(End of this chapter)