The war in North America continued, and the expeditionary force had allowed the sending force to recruit willing soldiers in settlements.

The defeat in the defense of the Colorado Estuary was a great disservice to the immigrants around San Diego, as the residents of one immigrant village after another were evacuated north, tens of thousands of migrants who had settled here were forced to leave their new homes, and the armed militia in the immigrant villages were divided into two, some following the women and children to the north, and the other remaining in San Diego.

Coupled with the militia gathered in the rear, the expeditionary force defended San Diego with more troops than in the battle at the mouth of the river. Not counting the sailors of the port, it has already reached five or six thousand people. More than half are militiamen.

Although the Spaniards won the battle of the Colorado Bayou and they had rockets, a defensive position in the field was far from comparable to an urban offensive and defensive battle like San Diego.

If the big duck wins the first game, he doesn't necessarily win the second game.

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Time has to be pushed forward by two months, in fact, this war has been fought for a period of time when Chen Ming received the North American war report.

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Emperor Chen's status in the minds of immigrants was quite high, and he asked the landlords and old fortunes to reduce rents and interest in the locality, which eased a lot of pressure on the common people who stayed in the locality. The public has also rented so many acres of land, and the rent is lower than that of the landlord, so that the people have a better choice.

For this alone, his status in the hearts of immigrants is not low.

You must know that the life of North American immigrants in their homeland was not very good, even if their living conditions became better after the establishment of Chen Han, it was only relative. But few Chinese are willing to leave their hometowns.

But before these people were moved to North America, they all received great favors from Chen Han.

This is grace, this is benevolence, virtue and morality. This 'good' is the kindness that gives many, many poor people a chance to breathe and let them remember it firmly.

When San Diego is in danger, that's when this 'kindness' erupts.

The militia that was left behind generally obeyed the dispatch, and the militia that came together fought bravely, and their fighting spirit and courage were high, and they did not fail to pull the trigger on the battlefield like cowards. San Diego is their home to them, a place where they live and thrive, their fields, their houses.

You don't need to work hard for a long time to come to North America, the land here is fertile, you just need to find a place with rivers and water sources, cultivate acres of land, build houses, and it only takes two years to get a foothold, and then it is the days of repaying the loan year after year.

So now these immigrants hate the Spaniards to death.

As soon as they established themselves here, the Spaniards came and it was a bad feeling.

If they were to abandon everything they had and start over like the immigrants on the outskirts of San Diego who were forced to move north, they would have wasted two years of their time, two years of hard work, and even more debt, which is one of the reasons why the militia is so motivated.

In the past two years, a large number of people have immigrated to San Diego, dozens of surrounding settlements have become migrant villages, and the whole area has gradually prospered, and the immigrants' lives are better, and their prospects are bright. Now it was destroyed by the Spaniards, and all the militia hated the Spaniards.

Ding Dongsheng is one of them, he is now 18 years old, and only after the age of 15 did he realize what it is like to have a full stomach, and at the age of 16 he moved to North America with his parents and relatives, and came to the village of No. 3 in the town of Lore, San Diego.

The town of Lore is a name given by the immigrants themselves, because on the day the town was founded, God thundered dozens of times and it rained heavily all night.

Ding Dongsheng felt that the thunderstorm was a new life for their family, and last year, their family was able to eat with their bellies open every day, and they could have a meat taste every ten days and a half.

Ding Dongsheng's family is a member of the vested interest group after Chen Han was established, and their family is full of loyalty and trust in Chen Han. Emperor Chen was respected by Ding Dongsheng's father and brother as a Buddha of ten thousand families. When the battle at the mouth of the Colorado River was lost and all the immigrants were about to retreat north, the entire Ding family cursed the Spaniards over and over again. Ding Dongsheng firmly chose to stay on the issue of going and staying, and in line with the most simple peasant concept of 'repaying gratitude', not only Ding Dongsheng stayed among the sons of the Ding family, but also his third brother Ding Qiusheng, who was not yet married.

"Work hard, fight well, fight red-haired devils, be loyal to the emperor, and serve the court." At the time of separation, Ding Laohan said to his two sons. Ding Dongsheng, Ding Qiusheng and a living eldest brother Ding Chunsheng, the Ding family has no shortage of people to inherit the lineage, and only the second Ding Xia died ten years ago among the four brothers of the Ding family.

The siege of San Diego ended more than a month earlier, and Ding Dongsheng was wounded, and he lay in a field hospital for four or five days before being taken by sea to a military hospital in Tokyo. His roommate was a person whose head was smashed, and he was also a lucky person, who actually got more than 20,000 yuan in a not too fierce battle, and the thick stack of deposit slips under the pillow made Ding Dongsheng really envious of it.

This is a lot of money, with this money, all the loans of the Ding family can be repaid, they can buy horses, sell cattle to buy pastures, and build a small earthen building.

The Ding family is from Fujian and should have gone to the South Seas, but they finally came to North America.

Entangled in the current environment, Ding Dongsheng's father and brother are very disappreciative of the houses built in the immigrant village, they must be reliable, they must talk about insurance, or their Tulou in Fujian is powerful. And in addition to being able to defend against enemies, it is also conducive to family reunion. The children and grandchildren of the same ancestor form an independent small society in a mud building, coexisting and co-prospering, dying and disgrace together, how good.

Therefore, the clan power of Fujian has always been the most powerful region in China.

The solid and solid, shaped like a large fortress of the tulou, has a large amount of grain reserves, a place to raise livestock, and a well, as long as the door is closed, the open and window upstairs can also be guarded by young people with guns, and women, children, old and young can sit back and relax. As long as there are no cannons, no gunpowder packs, it is really not possible to rely on the musket in your hand.

However, the state does not advocate tulou, and it is not built at all.

This is the puzzle that Ding Dongsheng and his father and brother family are puzzled by.

The days of the military hospital are very comfortable, there are water, lakes, mountains, forests, and a vast green meadow, in the eyes of Ding Dongsheng, who has lived in the mountainous area of Fujian since childhood, this is more comfortable and comfortable than the beach of the Tokyo coastal sanatorium.

He loved mountains and woodlands, rivers and hubas, but not the sea.

Even the seafood that appears on the table from time to time today, Ding Dongsheng is not used to eating it.

But the recuperation career in the military hospital is a rare eye-opening opportunity for him, the condolence performances, storytelling and singing here have never been broken, although people still have dizziness from time to time - not that his head was smashed, but that he bled excessively, and the wound on his chest had just been closed, Ding Dongsheng came to the performance venue in the hospital playground on time every day; In just one month, he heard more plays than he had seen in the last eighteen years. He had already gone to the mountains and forests outside the military hospital several times, and he secretly swore in his heart that after the wounds healed, he would definitely run in the mountains and forests.

For Ding Dongsheng, the entire military hospital is a big luxury residential area, and he Ding Dongsheng is one of the residents. In addition to regularly receiving the doctor's examination and the nurse's dressing change, eating, sleeping, watching plays, and chatting, life should not be too comfortable.

There are nearly 3,000 people in total, including doctors, nurses, service and security personnel. The rest are all wounded and sick like Ding Dongsheng. On the perimeter of the military hospital, another militia squad was stationed to guard the troops.

The situation faced by the North American Expeditionary Force is quite grim, although the Big Plate Duck failed to defeat San Diego, but they did cross the mouth of the Colorado River, and the upper and lower states have been opened to them, they can divide their troops to the north and south, there is no need to defeat San Diego. In order to block these, the expeditionary force with inferior troops could only attack their coastal areas by sea in addition to confronting them head-on.

Of course, the expeditionary force could also move east out of the Salton Basin and then travel south to attack the best of Mexico. But it's a dead end. On the east side of the Salton Basin, there is also the Colorado River, and the supply is not smooth.

On the territory of the distant Salton Basin. At the regimental headquarters of a certain unit of the Eastern Expeditionary Force, Pan Chang was sitting at his desk in the camp, and the guards spread a snow-white towel on the table, and then brought up today's supper.

It was late at night.

When he was in Nanjing, Pan Chang did not have the habit of eating supper, and even when he was no longer in the barracks, he did not eat staple food at night. But North America is different, but Salton is different. Here he could face war at any moment.

The battle of Salton was over, the main force of the expeditionary force was withdrawn, but the Pan Chang regiment was still there, and the heavily damaged Pan Chang division only replenished a militia battalion, the real militia battalion, composed of the young and strong militia gathered in the migrant group, which was completely different from the previous Yanzi battalion.

Their mission was to guard the Spanish colonial army on the Eastern Front, and the Spanish Eastern Route Army, which had been beaten so badly, had collapsed. They were only wiped out by more than 10,000 people, but after the remaining 20,000 or a few thousand people ran back to safety, the defeated soldiers who were contained were only in their early 10,000s.

It is unlikely that all of the remaining 10,000 or so people died on the road, and it is more likely that they fled home. But it's also a potential threat.

Therefore, Pan Chang's troops need to be vigilant, but there is not much pressure on their front, and the real trouble is the cavalry of the Spaniards again. The latter's footprints have already stepped into the Salton Basin, and they are constantly attacking the patrols scattered by Pan Chang's department.

There are casualties almost every day. Even some Spanish cavalry dared to harass Pan Chang's regimental headquarters.

The smell of fragrant food immediately made Pan Chang's stomach feel a sense of hunger. The Salton Basin is no longer considered a war zone, but it is a war zone, and there is naturally no way to compare it with Tokyo in terms of food. The most important thing is that it is separated from the sea, and across the small but troublesome Salton Basin, a lot of fresh meat does not make it to the front line.

Tokyo, San Diego and other places have been famous fishing regions in North America until the 21st century.

The only fresh meat Pan Chang could get was horse meat, and there weren't even too many birds in this ghost place, but horse meat was often delivered to the door by himself.

- Horses are always injured in war.

Horses have high nutritional value, tender meat, less fat, and contain unique flavor and rich nutrition. Although the traditional Chinese saying is that horse meat is poisonous, soldiers know that when boiling horse meat, you only need to remove the blood and water before cooking it. Don't get half-baked.

Horse meat is sweet, sour, cold, and enters the liver and spleen; It has the effect of nourishing qi, nourishing blood, nourishing liver and kidney, strengthening muscles and bones.

Now it's one of the best in the Salton Basin. For the soldiers, this is definitely the number one delicacy of the present day.

Pan Chang first slowly ate the 'fresh' grilled salted fish, then a separate portion of boiled horse meat, and a bowl of noodles covered with three slices of boiled horse meat a finger wide and a finger thick.

Pick up the porcelain bowl and pour some pepper, sesame oil and sour vinegar into it. After mixing it, I ate it in a big gulp. The guards turned down the oil lamps a bit, which softened the light in the room.

After eating supper, Pan Chang rinsed his mouth with water, and then poured himself a glass of unknown red wine. It tasted good, and it was a good thing his men found in a carriage that had been left on the side of the road. A drink every night seems to be good for your body, at least you can sleep more sweetly.

This big battle in the Salton Basin made many officers in Pan Chang's regiment change their previous style. Because the main force knew the difficulty of transporting the land, they left Salton with almost all the loot they had captured, and the wine and food in a foreign land were met with unexpected changes.

Now there are some officers in his army who eat butter cheese and drink coffee, and some people are addicted to chocolate, and Pan Chang likes red wine, which is just a very inconspicuous example.

Pan Chang's sleepiness gradually came up, and he got up and walked to the bedroom, but at this time, a fire suddenly lit up in the distance, and then there was a rumbling sound.

"Damn. Rockets again! ”

All the drowsiness disappeared from Pan Chang's mind in an instant, and he jumped out of the window with an arrow and looked towards the place where the movement was emanating. It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen except the light of the fire that had burned at the beginning of the attack, and there was no sound of explosions coming from it.

Pan Chang slapped the log on the windowsill hard.

The Spaniards are really countering their human ways.

When Chen Han was still relatively weak, they also harassed the enemy with rocket attacks, but now this treatment has fallen on themselves, the ghost knows how the big duck got the rockets, Pan Chang is really annoyed by this.

"We don't have barracks in any direction, so send someone to take a look at it immediately."

Pan Chang took a breath, his eyes turned to the attack again, his mind turned, and his frowning brows were evacuated a little. If he remembers correctly, that location was just a timber reserve for the regimental headquarters.

Did the attackers mistake? Or did they not even know the arrangement of the regimental headquarters, and they just blindly 'shot blindly', and accidentally hit somewhere?

Pan Chang said as he put away the binoculars.

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A team of 100 people quickly attacked.

If you want to appear at the regiment headquarters through the vigilance of the patrols, the number must not be large, otherwise they will be caught a long time ago.

Therefore, a team-level combat formation is completely sufficient.

And that's what life was like on the front lines in Salton......