Chapter Eighty-Three: Zhang Dadou is just like that!
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Fan Kuan, who was sitting in the barracks resting, took out his dry tobacco pouch again, "Let's da, da!" Pumping. From time to time, I peeked at the hundreds of human heads hanging at the gate of the camp, and I felt a burst of joy in my heart.
Zhao Xiaosi still couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Fan!" How did they all get their heads cut off? As he spoke, he pointed to the head hanging at the entrance of the camp.
"What else could it be? The gunner escaped! ”
"Then why did our Niu Lu people also have their heads cut off?" Zhao Xiaosi asked.
"It's not good to protect the gunner, and you take the lead in escaping, you can't say it without cutting off your head!"
"Why wasn't the Jurchen master who fled back from the artillery position beheaded?" Zhao Xiaosi asked without giving up.
"I said you're stupid! That's the Jurchen master! It's the master who oversees the gunners and the Han army banner like us! People flee and are called being coerced by us to retreat, understand? And they won't open fire, the gunners are all gone, standing where they are and getting shells? Fan Kuan scolded.
"Then why weren't we beheaded?" Zhao Xiaosi asked without giving up.
"I said you kid wasn't beheaded, why don't you want to?" Fan Kuan said angrily.
"Uncle Fan, don't be angry, the kid just can't figure it out, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night!" Zhao Xiaosi said with a hippie smile.
"Our lord Nurhachi has stipulated that as long as the bodies of the dead comrades are returned to the homes of the deceased, they will receive half of the deceased's property. We are carrying back two Jurchen masters this time, and the one I am carrying is still a Niu Lu Zhangjing.
We didn't run away from the battle, we saved the Jurchen master in time. It's a credit, and of course you don't have to be beheaded! Fan Kuan explained.
As soon as Zhao Xiaosi heard half of the property, his eyes glared at the boss all of a sudden. "So...... ...... put it this way."
Fan Kuan glanced at him angrily and said: "It's also vain to say this, that's what I said to the Jurchen master, and I have nothing to do with our Han people, so ah!" Stop dreaming and go to bed early! ”
"Why?" Zhao Xiaosi jumped up all of a sudden, he had just imagined a large pile of silver, and it was gone in a blink of an eye. This made the heart of a young man who was only 16 years old suddenly unbalanced.
Fan Kuan glanced at Zhao Xiaosi disdainfully, "Just because they are the masters, they are the masters!" We are minions, not human beings at all. They don't see us as human beings at all, just as a bunch of talking animals, understand? ”
After listening to this, Zhao Xiaosi lowered his head and stopped talking. He sadly found that what Fan Kuan said was right, and their entire Niulu Jurchens said that they would kill them, and they didn't hesitate at all.
If he hadn't followed Fan Kuan to get a life-saving corpse, maybe he would have been one of the strings of heads at the camp gate.
He is not willing to be a slave, he wants to be a man, he wants to be a man, and this idea continues to sprout and grow in his heart once it takes root.
In the big tent of the Chinese army, Abatai walked back and forth in the big tent. After a while, he stopped, pulled out his waist knife, and slashed it on the table.
The sharp steel knife cut off the corner of the bookcase at once, but Abatai was still angry, and he swung the knife continuously, and soon the bookcase turned into a pile of broken wood.
Huang Taiji shook his head helplessly, he understood the seventh brother in front of him. Born with a fiery temper, he is impulsive and irritable, and he doesn't want to be peaceful if he doesn't let him vent enough.
Looking at Abatai, who had calmed down, Huang Taiji calmly ordered someone to take the remains of the bookcase to the fire.
"Eighth! Today's defeat is really a nest, and we haven't seen the Ming army yet, so we have suffered heavy losses, and I can't swallow this breath no matter what! Abatai said
"What if you can't swallow it? Our skills are not as good as others, and we are not wronged at all when we lose! Huang Taiji said calmly.
"You!" Abatai heard Huang Taiji praise the Ming army as a fire, "Tomorrow, I will lead people to storm that fortress." I don't believe it, can there be a fortress that our Jurchens can't fight? Abatai said angrily.
"Brother Seven, don't be careless, we don't have artillery. Attacking Changsheng Island tomorrow will inevitably cause heavy losses, so according to the advice of the younger brother, it is better to wait. When the general's cannon arrives from Shengjing, then it will definitely be able to go down to Changsheng Island in a battle! Huang Taiji said unhurriedly.
As soon as Abatai heard that he was going to come to Changsheng Island as a general cannon from Shengjing, he jumped up at once. "What? From Shengjing to a big general's cannon? The daylilies are cold! When will it be when, no! I'll take people to the island tomorrow. Isn't there still 5,000 mud kans? With these cannon fodder, I can't beat Changsheng Island! ”
Huang Taiji listened to Abatai's words, groaned and said, "Since the seventh brother has made up his mind, he still has to be careful tomorrow!" ”
"Got it!" Abatai agreed, and went out in a rage.
Looking at the departing Abatai, the essence in Huang Taiji's eyes flashed.
Changsheng Island Zhang Dou and Sun Yuanhua sat opposite each other, and Sun Yuanhua held a wine glass in one hand and laughed heartily.
"Haha!! Today's battle is a good fight! Just a few cannons, it made Jiannu flee in despair, with this sharp weapon in hand, why worry about Jiannu not being destroyed! Today's Sun Yuanhua is very happy.
Over the years, he has painstakingly studied Western studies, and his research on firearms has been criticized by other scholars. There are those who say that he does not learn and do not know how to do it, there are those who say that he studies the techniques of strange and obscenity, and there are even those who say that he is discouraged by playthings.
In short, he is an outlier of the Ming scholars, and he is a representative of not learning and not knowing. When educating children, many scholarly families said: "You must study hard in the future, and don't waste all your good time studying on obscene skills like Sun Yuanhua." If you follow Sun Yuan Chemistry, you will not be able to get into the Jinshi in the future! ”
Sun Yuanhua, who has always been someone else's negative teaching material, saw the power of the artillery he presided over casting, and immediately killed the arrogant Jiannu artillery team. His excitement can be imagined, it is the joy that his research has finally been recognized and he has finally succeeded!
On the island, Sun Yuanhua is the only one who understands him, Zhang Dou, so regardless of the threat of Jiannu now, he pulls Zhang Dou to drink.
Looking at the excited expression of the prospective old man, Zhang Dou's heart was lost for a while. Just look at Sun Yuanhua to see how China has been caught up and surpassed by the West step by step from a world-leading scientific and technological power.
And those so-called scholars hold the Four Books and Five Classics, poems and songs, and eight-strand articles all day long, what role do these things have in governing the country? What role can it play in China's scientific and technological progress?
Looking at Sun Yuanhua, who was as happy as a child, Zhang Dou secretly swore to himself. Under his rule, he resolutely did not want to be a reader who could only read four books and five classics. He wanted to raise the wages of the craftsmen and put them on the same footing as the scholars. From now on, they are no longer lowly and they will be respected by all.
The Jurchens moved the next day, and they drove the Han military banner to Beixinkou. Looking at the trembling Han Army Qi Abatai was a burst of disdain, he pointed forward with his horsewhip and ordered: "Attack!" ”
The sad horn sounded throughout Beixinkou, and the spirits of the Han army flags who were preparing to board the ship were lifted. They knew that the moment had finally come to decide their life and death. Most of the Han soldiers looked at the fortress that spewed hot projectiles yesterday, and many knew that today might be the last sunrise they would see.
At the sound of the horn, the Han army flags slid their warships and rowed towards the island three miles away. Everyone knows that the sooner you land, the more you are safe. Everyone paddled with all their might, and they did not dare to look up, lest they should see the shells coming at them.
For a while, there was a scene of hundreds of boats competing in Beixinkou, and when they were halfway through their journey, a cannon burst broke this scene. All the Han military flags were shocked, they buried their heads deeper, and the strength of the paddling was greater.
For a while, all the Han military flags in the sea water became ostriches, praying that they were not those unlucky eggs. But the artillery shells of the Ming army still arrived as promised, and after a few cannon shots, the first unlucky boat appeared.
The shell hit the bow of the small boat, and the huge inertia tore the entire bow to shreds. The sawdust became accomplices to the cannonballs, almost knocking the 20 Han soldiers on the boat into a sieve.
The two soldiers who survived hurriedly picked up a broken plank and scrambled to hail the boat passing by them, hoping that someone would rescue them. But no one wanted to stop the boat to save the two unlucky ones, and the boats passed them as fast as they could, rushing towards the remote Eternal Life Island.
After shouting in the sea for a long time, no one paid attention to them, so they could only swim to Changsheng Island. After all, if you go back, you will be beheaded, and there is at least a trace of life ahead.
The short three-mile sea route cost the Han bannermen a third of the losses, and the soldiers who went ashore were not comfortable, they could only lie desperately on the beach, praying that the shells would not fall on their heads.
Abatai couldn't help but laugh when he saw that more than 1,000 people had landed on the island. "Zhang Dadou is just like that! The eighth brother and I watched the enemy's array, and took the brother to capture and kill Zhang Dadou for you! ”