"Most of the corpses have been cleaned up, there is no Lord Wen, and there are no familiar companions and subordinates, it is very likely that they have broken through and retreated to other places!" Du Hu reported the situation worriedly, the efficiency of more than 400 people was much higher, but he didn't find the corpses of Wen Tianxiang and his subordinates, Du Hu was a little uneasy.

Zhao Tianyou sat at the gate of the mansion with his back against the wall, taking a nap after being extremely tired, and had just recovered some strength. Meng Shuirou took a bowl of warm water in her hand and handed it to Zhao Tianyou's mouth, her eyes were full of gentle light.

"Brother God bless, take a sip of water, your lips are bleeding!"

Zhao Tianyou smiled, took the bowl and drank it in one go, and said to the restless Du Hu: "Don't worry, Master Wen is a good person, he can escape the tiger's mouth last time he was caught, and there will be no danger this time!" ”

"Well, scouts have been sent to inquire in three different directions, and there will be news soon."

Du Hu then said: "General Zhao, is it unreasonable for the Yuan soldiers to leave immediately after the slaughter of the city, leaving no soldiers and horses to occupy Tingzhou!" ”

"They are alone, without backup, leaving no one alive wherever they pass, one is to deter others, and the other is to hide their strength and marching routes. What are you going to do if you don't leave after the fight? Waiting for someone to surround them? ”

The news of the slaughter of Tingzhou spread everywhere, and the people of dozens of miles around came to support one after another, Zhao Tianyou took hundreds of Jiangxi soldiers and people, and dug ten big pits in the north of Tingzhou City. I really didn't have the ability to identify them anymore, so I just counted the total number of men, women, and children, and buried them on the spot and erected a monument to remember them.

This is Zhao Tianyou led the troops to take the lead in cleaning up the corpses, if they don't come, only rely on the spontaneous action of the surrounding people, I am afraid that the corpses in Tingzhou City will not be buried, and all of them will have to rot in the city. This weather is prone to breeding miasma, plague, and poisonous insects, in which case it will become a real dead city, and it will not be able to be inhabited in the future.

The scout spies sent out returned to report that Wen Tianxiang was escorted by more than 60 subordinates to break through and had escaped to Zhangzhou safely. The Yuan soldiers who slaughtered the city were one of the 30,000 cavalry brought by Suoduo, starting from Quanzhou by the Song Dynasty general Dong Wenzhi as the vanguard officer, and the Yuan general quickly left Taiwan as a supplement to pursue the Song army all the way, and its main purpose was to prevent the Song army from Zhangzhou from attacking Quanzhou in the north.

When this Yuan soldier pursued to the west of Zhangzhou, he was ambushed by the trench dug by Deng Huaiyuan, the governor of Zhangzhou, and withdrew after losing hundreds of war horses. This Yuan army of about 10,000 people, all of them were equipped with two horses, and it was difficult to control the rapid movement, and the chickens and dogs in the villages where they passed were not left, causing countless tragedies of slaughtering villages.

The area where Dong Wenshan led the troops to carry out activities is still the jurisdiction of the Great Song Dynasty, and the administrative structure is relatively perfect, and each village has a post station to exchange news. In order to cover up the movements of his team, Dong Wenzhi ordered the execution of the highest level of slaughter, as long as it was panting, it could not be let go, this Song Dynasty general was ruthless, but it was more vicious than the methods of the Yuan soldiers.

"Dong Wenshan, leave the stage quickly, I remember you! If God opens his eyes, please don't die early, and let me see your true face! Zhao Tianyou silently remembered the names of these two people in his heart, and ordered the troops to prepare to evacuate and return to the dock in Shanghang.

This time it is equivalent to a big bend, if you retreat from the Tingjiang waterway in Shanghang, it will take a long time to detour Zhangzhou back to the East China Sea. Another option was to abandon the ship and choose the land route, collect the mule and horse transportation capacity from the nearby villages, and transfer a large number of gold and silver materials on board, as well as the finished products and raw materials of the workshop.

After careful consideration by Zhao Tianyou, he still returned to the coastline by the same route and did not risk taking the land transfer. If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, if you are on the ship, no matter who comes to attack, you will have the power to fight, and even say that you have a great chance of winning. If you go ashore, these materials can't be abandoned, that's Zhao Tianyou's capital, if you run into the Yuan soldiers who are fighting guerrilla warfare, you can't run away, you can only end up with the whole army.

After Zhao Tianyou passed through the Tingzhou Massacre, he didn't like to talk much, unless there was Meng Shuirou, he could still squeeze and smile. When getting along with Du Hu and others, his face was like a piece of ice, and sometimes he sat in a daze, and he couldn't hear anyone talking next to him.

Others thought that he was stimulated and frightened by the corpses all over the city, and some people said that they had seen this symptom and needed to find a gentleman with a way to call him to return to normal. Zhao Tianyou locked himself in the cabin and asked for some paper, pen and sundries, and he scribbled and painted in it alone, and did not let others participate.

He was not frightened, but was enraged by the image of the slaughter of the city, and he couldn't wait to crush the bones and ashes of those Yuan soldiers who wielded knives to kill women and children. But it's useless to be angry, you don't have enough strength in your hands, and you can only be laughed at when you talk about anything else.

Zhao Tianyou carefully weighed the combat power in his hands, that is, he had a first-class firearm configuration with superior power, and when he faced 10,000 Mongolian cavalry, he could not stop their charge. Historically, the large-scale combat effectiveness of cavalry was destroyed by machine guns capable of bursting, and the early arquebuses and flintlock muskets could not completely defeat the cavalry.

The most critical of these was the frequency of firing, and the time it took for the cavalry to charge over had to achieve a level of coverage. Even the cavalry is desperately charged, unable to reach you and pose a threat to your soldiers, which is the perfect restraint.

But there is no way at the moment, the most basic manufacturing industry does not have it at all, high-strength steel, bullets, gun barrels, gunpowder, etc., are not things that can be solved in a day. That's why Zhao Tianyou was worried, he couldn't think of a good way, just relying on the power in his hands now, he couldn't avoid the loss of the whole world. The Mongolian cavalry still had the last laugh, at best, Zhao Tianyou could only add a little difficulty to Kublai Khan, and could not stop the pace of the Yuan soldiers to unify the world.

The various books I have read before, the combat skills in various film and television dramas, the status of various weapons in the historical process, and the impact on the way of fighting, etc., are turning over and over again in Zhao Tianyou's head every day.

The crude charcoal pen drew strange patterns on the paper, and countless proposals were rejected one by one. The power of reality is the fairest, you can't surpass the entire era, and the level of production in the whole society is mutually restrictive, even if you are a cheater who arrives in a time machine, you can't create a seemingly simple explosive.

From machine guns to repeating shotguns, flintlock single-barrel muskets, and Spanish arquebuses, one by one, cross-era weapons leapt onto the page, but they could not be realized because of various difficulties. Drawing and drawing, Zhao Tianyou's head gradually had nothing new in his head, and suddenly he thought of the war documentary with the small southern country.

"Ahh There you have it! ”