Section 109 Transactions with gas

The arrow was shot from the verdant seaside woods, and the sailor did not fight back, but the team members behind him came over and protected a guy who was wearing a military uniform and had no military rank, and that guy was Chen Hebin.

Chen Hebin and his uncle Chen Yichuan had been to Taiwan to collect deer skins before, looking for local natives, businessmen pay attention to communication, Chen Hebin has learned the local indigenous (let's be regarded as a Gaoshan tribe) native language, which can come in handy.

Taiwan's local aborigines, tribes are actually many (of course, very small), there is no jurisdiction between them, some tribes close to the Han people's settlements, have been intelligently integrated, in fact, there are no less than 3,000 naturalized aborigines in the southeast province.

Other tribes saw that the guns of the Han people were powerful and outnumbered, they did not dare to fight, and did not want to mix, so they gradually moved to the mountains, where the Han people lived in the plains and the natives occupied the mountains, and everyone was safe.

Taipei is different, the tribe and the Han people have almost no contact, as soon as the southeast army landed on the shore, they were warned, so Chen Hebin whispered in the native language into the woods, to the effect that we are your friends, and we are here for friendship, and I hope you will send someone who can speak to meet me, and everyone can discuss.

A few minutes later, a group of tribesmen with throwing guns, bows and arrows came over and surrounded a big man, and the two sides met.

Neither side trusted the other, the tribesmen wound their bows and arrows, while the Marines had spears, shotguns, and shorts in their hands, muzzles facing upwards and ready to fire.

The two sides approached, Chen Hebin squinted his eyes and looked at each other, and saw that the spear heads on their wooden throwing guns were made of metal, the bows and arrows were made of metal, and all of them had deerskin armor. It's a tough tribe to deal with.

"I am Chen Hebin of the Han Southeast Prefecture Tribe." Chen Hebin said simply, he didn't say anything about his official title, after all, the natives didn't know his official rank at all.

"I am Acheche, the chief of the Nahu tribe!" The sturdy native in the middle, with a sturdy body and tattoos all over his body, said.

"Hello!"

Chen Hebin is a good person, and the first thing he gives is a gift: three small porcelain rum and a packet of Happiness brand milk candy.

He took a bottle of rum, removed the mud seal, gave himself a sip (to show that it was not poisonous), and handed it to Acheche, motioning for him to drink.

As a result, Acheche took a dry bite and coughed violently.

Seeing this, his subordinates thought that the Han wanted to harm the boss, and shouted with their bows and guns, while the marines were not to be outdone, and engaged at close range, their guns were aimed at the faces of the tribesmen.

Once you do it, slap in the face, slap in the face, slap in the face!

Heroes and heroes, one shot to knock down, if not, add another shot.

Slapping a shotgun in the face at close range is extremely lethal, what are you afraid of.

Fortunately, Acheche calmed his cough in time, and when he saw the fierce appearance of the marines, he hurriedly stopped the tribe, and he and Chen Hebin both raised their hands, and the two sides reined in their fighting spirit.

He took another bite, and this time he didn't make a fool of himself.

A smile appeared on Acheche's face and he said, "Good wine! ”

Then Chen Hebin peeled a piece of candy and ate it for himself, and then peeled another candy and asked Acheche to eat it.

The next thing is for Chen Hebin to peel a few more pieces of candy and invite other tribesmen to eat.

It's so sweet!

All the tribesmen who ate the candy had straight eyes, they had never eaten such a delicious thing in their lives!

"Dirt buns!" The Marines secretly shook them, completely unaware of their reaction when they first made the sugar.

Milk candy is a serious military supply, and all the officers and soldiers have a share, and everyone eats it very happily.

……

When the atmosphere eased up, Chen Hebin said that their tribes in the southeast province wanted to find a foothold in the estuary of the river, so that those ships could have a place to rest and replenish fresh water, and also to give the officers and soldiers a place to go ashore and rest.

He spoke very kindly, indicating that the Nahu tribe could rent or sell land to them, and the price was negotiable.

Why not bulldoze the Nahu tribe with musketeers in the first place?

It was an order from Yan Changwu, and it was also the dogma of the army of the Southeast Prefecture.

"If the army doesn't fight, it will be won!"

"Don't fight unprepared battles, don't fight unnecessary battles! Cherish the life of every soldier! ”

Therefore, Chen Hebin salutes first and then the soldiers, otherwise the current fight will be a beach landing battle, and the soldiers are alone in the field, and they don't know where the arrows will kill and injure them, and after they gain a foothold, they will fight a defensive battle with a barracks, and the combat situation will be completely different!

Acheche's eyes blinked, and Chen Hebin was a little surprised by the offer, and he said, "What if I want a thousand muskets in your hands?" ”

Know the goods! Chen Hebin said without the slightest hesitation: "I'm sorry, this is not for sale!" ”

Acheche's eyes cooled and said, "If you don't give it, then we won't allow you to go ashore." ”

Chen Hebin said with a cold smile on his face, "Really? Really not negotiable? ”

Acheche was about to say exactly, but he saw the eyes of the Han people in armor on the other side: disdain, cruelty, this is the eyes of the warriors who have seen blood in battle!

Chen Hebin's talent is rare, and the Southeast Mansion can't put him in danger, and the marines sent to protect him are all veterans and show their might.

Acheche had seen this kind of look, he had seen a lot when he was fighting with other tribes, and then he saw more than a dozen small boats full of marines on the other side, and there were large ships on the sea in the distance, his heart moved, and the words came back to his mouth.

Later, when the generals of the military organization wrote their memoirs, Acheche admitted that it was the wisest decision of his life.

On the one hand, he was born, and on the other hand, he chose the path of life.

Achche motioned to one of the tribesmen behind him to throw down a large piece of deerskin and said, "Give you such a big place!" ”

Hearing his words, Chen Hebin's face showed anger, but he quickly came to his senses and shouted, "Get a knife!" ”

Seeing someone cutting the deerskin into thin strips with a knife, Acheche smiled and asked, "How much do you pay?" ”

Chen Hebin ordered to go down, and after a while, a small boat brought back twenty barrels of rum and a load of milk candy (all of which were packed with 100 catties) and gave them to Acheche.

Acheche didn't care, high-fived Chen Hebin, and the deal was completed.

………

In fact, Chen Hebin cut the deer skin, cut it halfway, and then spliced it, and they used the long deer skin cut out, and only half of the territory was circled, and the other half was the sea, but Acheche didn't say anything, and let them circle a large piece of territory.

Once they had the territory, the Marines went on a frenzy: digging trenches, chopping wood for barracks, leveling the land, setting up barracks, transporting supplies, and a day later, a camp was erected at the junction of the river and the sea.

Three days later, a simple pier was built with cement, sand and gravel, small warships and supply ships were able to berth, large quantities of supplies were delivered, artillery was pushed ashore, and watchtowers were added to the barracks.

In this way, the Southeast Army initially gained a foothold.