"I didn't expect so many people to join our team." Uncle Yang said.

"I didn't expect that. However, the chief's idea is correct, we should bring in more Xiyuan new troops to join our team, they have combat experience, and their combat skills are also very powerful, what they lack is only ideals, the will to fight, we are not lacking here. As long as they affect each other, they can definitely be influenced, so that they and become combatants like us. Yang Lin said.

"What the chief said is right, we don't think as long-term as Chief Xu thinks, in this way, after we finish fighting the Xiyuan New Army, it is estimated that the Fourth Infantry Brigade will be able to set up a shelf." Uncle Yang said.

"Uncle, call me Xiao Yang in the future. Don't sir, sir, that's what sir. Yang Lin said.

"That's not good, our Red Turban Army has discipline, and the commander is the commander. At my age, it's okay. Uncle Yang said.

"Uncle almost quit the Red Turban Army?" Yang Lin asked.

"Hmm. At my age, it's okay. In the end, he was able to participate in the Red Turban Army, just like Chief Xu said, in this life, people can't live without ideals, without ideals, they are like the walking dead, alive, tasteless. I've lived boring for most of my life, and finally. I just found this taste of being a human being, and I, ah, plan to live well. The 4th Infantry Brigade is different, you have to take it with you. This force cannot collapse. Uncle Yang said.

"Yes. Uncle. That's right, the 4th Infantry Brigade will definitely not collapse. Yang Lin said.

on the small river beach position. More and more of the Northern Army was defeated by the Zhou Cangbu of the Red Turban Army.

"Sir, there are too many prisoners. Many of them were washed away. They couldn't find the team themselves. A captain said to Zhou Cang. Their battle became easy, because the pressure of the Northern Army could be ignored.

"Hmm. If Lao Li is here, this will not be a problem. Zhou Cang said in a low voice. Speaking of prisoners of war, he couldn't help but think of Li Dao, he could speak well, knew a lot, and could fight, but unfortunately, people were in too much of a hurry. Lao Li has become a piece of heart in Zhou Cang's heart. If it weren't for him Zhou Cang, Lao Li might still be alive now.

"Sir." The captain asked Zhou Cang. Zhou Cang would be distracted every time he talked about Lao Li.

"Oh. I think about it. Who's that. Can you convince the POWs? Zhou Cang said to the captain.

"Sir. Don't call me, I'm stupid, I won't say a lot of things. Let me say, it's something to laugh off your big teeth. I wouldn't dare do that. The captain said.

"Who will be on our team?" Zhou Cang asked.

"Huang Si. Sir, Huang Si is okay. Brave in battle, this kid has good fighting skills, and the most important thing is that he came from the New Army in Xiyuan, this kid can say. It's almost the same as the matchmaker. Damn, if he knows more little girls, I'll let him tell me a daughter-in-law. The captain said with a smile.

"Damn it. When it comes to women, you don't have a straight shape. Zhou Cang scolded.

"Huh. Sir, if I don't let Huang Si give it a try, anyway, this is our situation, it's good to let him give it a try. The other party said.

"Okay, just let him try, if it doesn't work, change people." Zhou Cang said. They captured more than six hundred, more than six hundred, which is more than the number of people on their positions. The problem of these prisoners of war was not solved. They're in big trouble. Nor can all of these prisoners of war be killed, which is a matter of great indiscipline. The only way is to convince them to join the Red Turban Army, so that they can also supplement the team in disguise. Normally, this kind of thing is done by Li Dao, but now. I can only let Zhou Cang arrange it.

On a small plateau outside the village of Nanpi, more than 150 soldiers of the Northern Army were stationed here, and they had a position on the dirt slope, and in the center of the position there was a lot of food. They were stationed here in the hope that reinforcements from the Northern Army would arrive in time.

"Brethren of the Northern Army, stop fighting. It doesn't make much sense to continue fighting like this. Lieutenant White of the Red Turban Army shouted loudly.

"On this dirt slope, the brethren who are cold enough have come here, and we have coats on our side, and we are warm. And hot broth to drink. It's fragrant. You smell it. Damn, I'm hungry. You are not coming down. Lao Tzu is about to eat. Whiteskin shouted loudly.

"Quick fan. Fast fanning. Let the one above smell and we won't have to fight. Bai Pi said with a smile. Several soldiers gathered around a cauldron and incited. Their saliva went into the pot. When they fought the Northern Army, they got a few sheep, most of which were given to the villagers, and they left one or two to improve their food. This bit of meat was not enough for them, and everyone swallowed their saliva. They don't know what meat tastes like anymore.

"I said, stop shouting. Hurry up and eat some meat and drink some broth. You shouted like this, and I didn't see the other party's people coming down. Let's get on it. You can make up for our artillerymen with this soup. Lieutenant Chen said with a smile. He came here with an artillery platoon to fight, just two cannons. Here's the command from above. Nor can he disobey.

"Get out of you, the treatment of your artillery is better than anyone, you still make up for your body, damn it, why don't you do confinement. Roll on, you artillery have meat to eat every month, when will Lao Tzu's infantry have a time to improve their treatment. Bai Pi said dissatisfiedly.

"Huh. I said white skin, I'm here for you. Our artillery, if it weren't for the fact that the artillery was too heavy, would have done such a job a long time ago. Chen Dacang said. Chen's real name is no longer used. He used his current name, Cannon. He was the first to do artillery. The treatment of the artillerymen is good, they have two meals of meat to eat every month, and they are full, but there is danger when they operate, and they are not afraid of danger, after all, the treatment of the artillery can eat meat, and the infantry will never be able to keep up with them. By the time the infantry was able to eat their fill, they were already able to eat meat. This grade is not low.

"Hey, you kid. Don't think I don't know, it's an order from the chief. If you don't fire, you give it a try. Bai Pizi scolded.

Both were of the 3rd Infantry Brigade, by order of their commander. Artillery came to support the infantry in battle. Surrounded by the white skins was a northern army, and the combatants of both sides were almost equal. However, the Red Turban Army was in a state of feint. The northern army on the opposite side had bows and arrows, and the defense was very strong, and for a while, they couldn't do it. Bai Pizi thought of using the smell of meat to lure them to surrender, but it had no effect, after all, when the opposite side was not yet to the end, there was food on the mountain, it was still snowing, and drinking water was not a big problem. This left the white skin with no tricks. Fortunately, the timely arrival of the artillery relieved them of the siege.

"Alright. I'll just eat some meat. That's your treat. I will invite you to drink when you go back, you know, our artillerymen are very well paid. Chen Dacang said.

"Good. That's it. Fuck. For the first time, the brothers had eaten some meat. Let you artillerymen eat a bite, and you eat less, my brothers have not seen meat for several years. Bai Pizi said.

"Okay, okay. Let's taste it. Damn, it smells like incense. Chen Dacang said.

"Artillerymen, get to work. How about giving the Northern Army a taste of artillery? Chen Cannon shouted loudly.

"Alright. Sir, look at it, well, we definitely let the Northern Army know what it is like to be artillery. The artillerymen shouted loudly, and then they started aiming, loading, and shooting.

"Bang. Boom. Two loud cannon shots rang out, and the shells knocked a Northern soldier away. Half of the corpse flew up.

"Fuck."

Bai Pizi scolded. I don't know if he scolded the artillery, or the Northern Army on the other side, anyway, he felt that both should be scolded, because there was a lot less meat to eat.

"Bang. Boom. Two more cannon rumbles, and this time, although nothing hit, frightened the Northern soldiers above. They had never seen a weapon like this, and they couldn't lift their heads from the rumbling of cannons. This is not a war at all.

"Stop fighting. Stop it. We surrender. We surrender. The Northern Army above shouted loudly. The casualties are secondary, and the most terrible thing is that they can't withstand the other side's crazy shooting, especially the sound of the cannonballs whistling, and they want to cut off their ears, because the sound is too terrible. They were so scared that they didn't want to move.

"Infantry brothers, go and pack up the prisoners of war. Artillerymen, get ready chopsticks and eat meat. Chen Dacang shouted with a smile.

"Rush." The infantry soon rushed to the position of the Northern Army with a white flag, and the Northern Army, under the bombardment of artillery, had to give up resistance, there was no way, the opponent's artillery was too powerful. They can only surrender. If you don't surrender, the losses will be even more, and instead of this, it's better to surrender, it's better to pick up a life, and the idea of waiting for reinforcements is completely shattered.

Subsequently. The artillery infantry finally ate the meat. The artillerymen ate the most. Because they take it for granted. And the infantry is to kill one more, and everyone will be able to get a little mutton, which can only satisfy their hunger, and they hate artillery. Scolding artillery is not a thing.

But other people's artillery is powerful, and you have to accept this. They can only vent on the few poor pieces of meat. Well, I know what meat tastes like. That's called an incense.

And the prisoners of war were also reassured, because the Red Turbans gave them broth to drink. On such a cold day, you can drink a bowl of broth. That's the best of the best. It's also good to be a prisoner of war.