Chapter 192: Doing Something to the British Prisoners (Part II)

More than a dozen holy soldiers came in and brought 9 British officers who were willing to be loyal to the holy country and join the holy soldiers, and brought them to another new ship, dozens of hard buns have been prepared, although a little hard and cold, but for these British soldiers who can only eat a little black and rancid steamed buns every day, barely maintaining their lives, it is tantamount to a delicacy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nine British officers congratulated themselves on their choice as they gobbled it up and stuffed it into their mouths.

Of the other 20 British officers standing on the right who chose not to serve the Holy Kingdom, 8 were singled out, but they were identified by the 7 Irishmen who had ordered the massacre of the common people of Guangdong.

Feng Yunshan let his personal guard commander Liu Shengbang in, and led several personal guards to take the eight people out of the cabin and take them to a special tent that had been set up long ago on the shore.

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Liu Shengbang looked at the eight British officers who had been sentenced to death by the Holy King, full of banter. This feeling of playing with and mastering the life and death of foreigners is really good!

Liu Shengbang took out an object made of a log stick from a box and carefully examined it.

The stick is a hard piece of wood, with a hole the size of a little finger carefully carved in the middle of one end, up to two inches deep, and the other end of the stick sharpened, with a pinhole-sized hole in the middle.

On the body of the wooden stick, a thin wooden stick is tied with a thin rope, and a strong cowhide band is tied to one end of the stick, which is exactly the same size as the round hole of the round wooden stick.

"This is what the Holy King said about the 'syringe'? Let's take a look at how to use it first! Liu Shengbang muttered in his heart.

He inserted a thin wooden stick into the hole of the round stick, put it in clean water, and when he pumped it, the hole was filled with water. With another push, the water inside the hole shoots out like a filament.

"I see!" 'Syringe', that's a fitting name! Liu Shengbang pushed out all the water in the syringe.

He then opened another wooden box, and in the middle of it were more than a dozen white porcelain bottles.

Liu Shengbang picked up a bottle, looked at a skull pattern drawn with ink on the side wall of the porcelain bottle, and said to himself: "This is what the Holy King said, the potion used to deal with the Qing Demon Head of Zeng Guofan last time?" I've got to be careful! ”

When he was in Guiyang to help the Holy King prepare this potion, he heard from the Holy King that this potion was obtained by grinding castor seeds, mixed with oleander tree sap, filtered and purified.

He had seen the power of this potion with his own eyes.

Last time, the Holy King asked him to catch a rabbit, dip a little potion with a sharpened bamboo stick, and poke it in the rabbit's ear, just a little bit of potion penetrated into the rabbit's blood, and as a result, the rabbit was fine in the first two days, and on the third day, the rabbit began to convuls, fell into a coma, and died of blood in the urine.

Thinking of this, Liu Shengbang suddenly felt a little flustered and urgent, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly: What's wrong with him? Now it's time to deal with the Yingyi foreigners who burn, kill, and plunder, what's the good thing to panic about?

Letting the soldiers hold down the 8 British officers, Liu Shengbang took a tube of potion and walked to the first foreigner.

The foreigner saw that the four holy soldiers held him down, thinking that he was going to kill himself, so he hurriedly shouted loudly in English, and he didn't know whether to beg for mercy or abuse, but at this time, Liu Shengbang and the holy soldiers couldn't understand English, so how could they pay attention to him?

Yes! The foreigner screamed, his muscles tensed, and he almost broke the wooden tip of the 'syringe' in Liu Shengbang's hand, causing Liu Shengbang's hand to shake and hurriedly pull the syringe out of the foreigner's arm.

Liu Shengbang was afraid that the amount of medicine would not be enough, so he injected a little more medicine into the other arm of the foreigner, so he went to the second foreigner with confidence.

Although the foreigners in the back saw that they were not killing them, they were still inexplicably afraid.

Fortunately, Liu Shengbang became more and more proficient, and when he got to the back, he didn't even let the foreigners feel much pain, and it was completed.

8 foreigners used 2 tubes of potion to inject. And these foreigners, all of whom were out of the ordinary, were taken out by the holy soldiers with a sense of relief.

Just sent these 8 foreigners away, and the other 12 foreigners were also brought over by the holy soldiers, telling Liu Shengbang that the holy king explained that these foreigners used the "hero pills" they brought, ground them and mixed them with some salt water for injection.

Speaking of this "hero pill", Liu Shengbang couldn't help but feel nervous. I heard the holy king say that this is a kind of medicine, which has a very good effect on treating cough and other diseases, but there is a fatal harm, that is, after taking it, it will become addictive, and it is more difficult to quit than the tobacco sold by foreigners.

Liu Shengbang, as the personal guard of the Holy King, naturally knew that this "hero pill" was related to tobacco and vinegar.

When the Holy King was in Guiyang City, he asked him to carry a basin of vinegar from a deep well in a mine to make cold water, Liu Shengbang still remembers, when he put a basin of vinegar in the cold cold water for an hour, the basin of vinegar formed a large ice-like object, the Holy King said that this is glacial acetic acid.

Liu Shengbang didn't understand, the cold water was not as cold as winter, and it was impossible to freeze, so how could the vinegar freeze?

Later, the Holy King asked him to drum out a pale white particle from the smoke, mix it with the vinegar that would freeze, and after a little boiling, it became these "hero pills".

However, the Holy King said that although this medicine is a cough cure, it can also be used to harm people, so only a little bit is made. He also deliberately and solemnly warned him that the preparation method must not be passed on.

Liu Shengbang didn't understand why the Holy King wanted to inject these "hero pills" into foreigners. However, he didn't bother to think about it, just do what the Holy King wanted.

Soon, the salted "Hero Pill" potion was prepared. This time, these 12 foreigners were simpler, one person and one tube of potions, and they finished quickly.

Liu Shengbang injected too quickly, and at this time, a large bag bulged in the place where the injection was made, and the potion accumulated under the skin, and after half a column of incense, it slowly subsided.

After a while, the foreigners began to become delirious. A few foreigners took off their clothes and got "goosebumps" all over their bodies, and four others were in high spirits, their muscles were twitching, and two of them were crying bitterly.

I saw Liu Shengbang's look of surprise!

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Feng Yunshan's side has already begun to interrogate the British sergeants.

The third group brought in 50 British sergeants, but only a dozen were native British, and the remaining 30 or so were Indians. It's still the old rule, Wu Chongyao announces their crimes in English, creating the appearance that he is about to judge them and kill them, and then ask if anyone is willing to serve the Holy Kingdom!

Unexpectedly, three British soldiers were moved.

One of the British soldiers, with a full beard, was elected as the leader by the other two soldiers, and asked Wu Chongyao: "Honorable lord, my name is Howard, and the three of us are Scottish. We were sailors of merchant ships in the Americas, paid a good salary of £20 a year, but were forcibly conscripted as soldiers by the damned conscription squads, and henceforth slept every night by the warship's cannons, with only finger-sized corned beef and a few biscuits and a bottle of inferior rum every day. ”

"And, training hard every day, he was paid only £7 a year, a third of the merchant seaman's salary. I have to pay for my own clothes and bedding, and I don't know how many years I have to serve, I'm fed up, I hate being a soldier in the British Empire! ”

"My lord, if you can pay me more than £20 and don't let us eat biscuits and drink bad rum every day, we will be willing to serve you!" The bearded soldier seemed to be complaining about his life as a soldier.

The bearded soldier spoke very quickly, and Feng Yunshan basically didn't understand much, but he just knew that he was complaining and bargaining.

After Wu Chongyao translated the soldier's words to him, Feng Yunshan smiled! He didn't expect that the British soldiers of this era would have such a show, disgusted with poor conditions and low wages.

Well, if you become a soldier for this king, I can pay you a high salary. However, 20 pounds a year is nearly 60 taels of silver, and Feng Yunshan is a little painful. However, like him, he said it bluntly, just for money, but in the eyes of Feng Yunshan, who was thinking about future generations, he didn't feel anything bad. It's just to prevent him from being too greedy, secretly seizing or being bought by the Qing Demon.

The most important thing is that these people are all sailors on warships. It seems that the few warships docked on Cheung Chau Island can allow these sailors to teach their holy soldier brothers, and they can drive them.

Feng Yunshan decided to recruit the three Scottish sailors. In the end, Wu Chongyao bargained with the bearded Howard, and finally recruited the three men as sailors for the Holy Army at a price of 10 pounds for the first year, and then increased by 5 pounds a year to 20 pounds.

Of the remaining 47 British soldiers, five more Indians offered to join the Holy Army, and Feng Yunshan asked his guards to take them to a separate ship. The remaining 42 British soldiers, including more than a dozen British, were sent to Liu Shengbang and injected with "hero pills" one by one. The Indian soldiers were thrown back to their original ships and continued to be imprisoned.

The same was true of the following groups of soldiers, with a small number of British soldiers willing to join the Holy Army, but almost two-thirds of the soldiers were still Indians. This made Feng Yunshan a little disappointed!

He knew that Indians were worthless slave soldiers in the eyes of the British. He received a letter from Lin Fengxiang, thinking that he had captured hundreds of Britons, so that a soldier with 400 silver dollars would also have a profit of more than 200,000 silver dollars.

I didn't expect that there were so many Indian soldiers, and the British minister Wen Han would definitely not pay a lot of money to ransom it like the British soldiers. Feng Yunshan couldn't help but feel a little depressed! These damn Indian assan, born British slaves.

For these Indian Asan, Feng Yunshan was reluctant to even inject the potion. Against these machine-like British slaves, you don't need some valuable potions.

Feng Yunshan was going to wait until tomorrow and meet with Wen Han before making a decision. If these Indians refused to be ransomed, or the ransom paid was too low to say, they would all be executed. (To be continued.) )