Wang Shouli, who handed over the messenger to his own soldiers, just entered the military tent and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Liang Pengfei's appearance. After copying the official document and looking at it carefully, Wang Shouli's smiling face that had just been squeezed out turned into a bitter gourd again. "Damn, we're sailors, how can we fight such a little person?"

"Three thousand Guangdong soldiers and three thousand Fujian sailors, they are at the disposal of the two of us, brother, didn't you see what he said in the back?" Liang Pengfei grinned, picked up the tea that was already a little cold on the table, and poured it hard.

"Three thousand Cantonese soldiers, that is under the jurisdiction of the land commander, and three thousand Fujian sailors, that is under the jurisdiction of the Fujian navy. Although he and Dashuai gave an order, the problem is, we are both Guangdong sailors, let me take care of the Fujian sailors, and let you take charge of the land soldiers and horses, isn't this? Wang Shouli couldn't help but scold his mother.

Liang Pengfei is also a belly of fire. "If you want us to fight Ruan Wenhui's back road, you have to beware of Ruan Wenyue taking the opportunity to expand his territory and strength, and he wants us and Ruan Wenyue to ask for weapons and grain and grass, yes, we are both about to become immortals with vast powers and omnipotence."

It doesn't matter whether this He Lin came up with such a bad idea by himself or Liang Pengfei, who was instigated by others, but the military order in front of him is really a headache.

Ruan Wenyue is not a fool, taking people's food, grass and ordnance, and fooling this brother to obediently keep silent. Is He Lin really Ruan Wenyue a straw bag without a little political consciousness? Or, does he really think that he is the reincarnation of Sun Wu, the ancient god of war, who is omnipotent, invincible, and invincible?

"Why don't we write a submission and let the guard who delivered the letter take it back by the way, and let's analyze the actual difficulties for him one by one?" Liang Pengfei scratched his scalp, this order was too tricky, he really didn't dare to take it, not for anything else, because his subordinates were now "killed" nearly 2,000, and there were only about 1,000 people left, this was his own soldiers, not Manchu soldiers, he didn't want to use his own blood to fill someone's stupid order on a whim.

Or rather, Na and Lin are too taken for granted.

At the moment when the two of them were thinking hard, they heard a noisy noise outside the military tent, the sound was so loud, as if someone was coming to rob the camp, Liang Pengfei and Wang Shouli glanced at each other in horror, and hurriedly rushed out of the military tent, but saw a scene that made them jaw-dropping, more than a dozen Qing Navy warships with few heads and smoke, and broken sails were sailing into the sight of everyone on the dock with difficulty.

"Could it be that this is the reinforcement sent by the marshal, why is there only so much left?" After Wang Shouli and Liang Pengfei saw the warships that looked like tatters, their faces were extremely ugly.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

"What the fuck is going on?!" Liang Pengfei blushed, grabbed the placket of the pale and fat Fujian Sailor Dusi, and asked loudly.

The pro-soldiers of the capital division were about to step forward, and Monk Chen and Bai Shusheng stepped forward, with a grim and vicious expression, and the gaze of choosing people made those pro-soldiers can't help but shiver, and the movement of their footsteps also became hesitant.

"We were attacked by the sailors of the Xishan Dynasty, and we suffered heavy casualties, if it wasn't for a storm, I'm afraid that all of us would be finished." The Dusi said with a sad face. "Our flagship was besieged by those sailors of the Xishan Dynasty, and the two generals have been martyred. The three thousand sailors, the only one who escaped, and the warships loaded with those Cantonese soldiers failed to escape even a single one. ”

Lying down, Liang Pengfei let go of his hand and let this guy fall onto the muddy ground of the dock. "Then why don't you die?!" Wang Shouli, the always sleek chief soldier, couldn't help but be angry, and kicked over, and the Du Si covered his stomach and fell to the ground retching.

"Okay, it's very good, 6,000 reinforcements, there are only more than 1,000 damn sailors left, Lord Commander, it seems that we ......" Liang Pengfei grabbed Wang Shouli with a bitter smile on his face. Come on, take all the brothers off the boat, heal their wounds, one more person, always one more force.

Li Wufu, surnamed Li, named Wufu, is the name of the Fujian Navy Division, who is as fat as a rich man in the countryside, although he only brought more than 1,000 remnants of the defeated generals, however, this batch of ships are all "giant ships" in the Manchu Qing Division, that is, the kind of rice boat with a load of 5,000 stone and no more than 12 cannons.

Another piece of news that made Liang Pengfei and Wang Shouli feel a little relieved was that the ordnance and supplies happened to be loaded in the batch of ships under his hands.

This batch of weapons and equipment can probably arm 3,000 people, but the problem is, now that those Guangdong soldiers are sinking into the sea, can Liang Pengfei not be able to spread beans and become soldiers by himself?

The garrison, who had made the food and wine so comfortable, almost lost his nerves when he learned that the reinforcements had arrived, but only a few of them remained.

"What to do, I don't know how angry the marshal will be after learning the news." He sat on the side with a sad face, extremely depressed. His eyes stared viciously at that Fujian sailor Dusi, if it weren't for Liang Pengfei and Wang Shouli holding the field here, maybe this guy would have pounced on him and bitten it to vent his hatred.

Liang Pengfei muttered a cigar, and viciously swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog there, now it's okay, nearly 5,000 people don't even take a picture and it's gone, and Lin, the coach, doesn't know if he will vomit blood angrily, his strategic arrangement has now become a bubble, originally He Lin was still ambitious, thinking about going from north to south, waving his army all the way through thorns and thorns, and recovering the whole territory of Annan for Li Weiqi in one go, but now, he was suppressed by the old and cunning Ruan Van Hue in the Thang Long area, unable to advance an inch, and wanted to stab Ruan Van Hue from the back of his ass, As a result, before the knife was unsheathed, Ruan Wenhui was asked to discount the knife with the sheath.

You must know that this time he went to Annan, he Liang Pengfei also made a lot of effort, secretly adding fuel to the fire, if he was so faceless to clean up, not to mention anything else, the one who let his own brother come to serve as the commander, hoping to take the opportunity to make He Lin make meritorious deeds, will definitely not be happy, he is not happy, he will inevitably be angry with himself.

After all, the matter is provoked by oneself, although at that time, at most, he will lose his official position, but the problem is that in this way, it is really not in line with his own plan, and it will have a great impact on his long-term development.

Originally, it was just a headache, but now it's a good thing to integrate the soldiers and horses, but now it's good, it's just that there are no soldiers, what are you playing? I can't even play with a bird feather. "We still have nearly 5,000 sailors in Humen Town, plus the remaining more than 1,000 Fujian sailors, how can we make up 6,000 people. However, if you want to fight, you must set aside enough troops to defend it, otherwise, who knows if Ruan Wenyue will suddenly turn his face and swallow us. Wang Shouli also smacked a cigar handed to him by Liang Pengfei in his mouth, and his face was wrinkled, as if he had seen an old farmer whose orchard was suffering from pests and diseases.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

As for the Li Dusi who suffered a defeat and finally picked up a surname, he didn't let go of a fart, and sat like a primary school student in a proper manner, this guy's luck is really not ordinary, he has a bad relationship with his boss and generals, and he was arranged to escort ordnance and supplies to walk behind, and the Fujian Navy General and the Guangdong Land General were old buddies who knew each other when they were fighting Taiwan.

The two of them probably haven't seen each other for a long time, happily squatting in a quick braggadocio and fart, recalling the past, three thousand sailors, nearly fifty warships, were still cautious when they originally passed through the coast of Guangdong, but they really met those sailors of the Xishan Dynasty, and after two contacts, no one fell well, but the other party took the initiative to retreat.

And in the next few days, he has not been able to meet any sailors who have been in the Xishan Dynasty, even if there is a small group of Xishan Dynasty warships after seeing them, they all ran faster than rabbits. As a result, the Fujian Navy Counsellor thought that he was his own Celestial Dynasty military might, and he was a little careless, but who would have thought that when he was still about a day's sea route away from Nasuihe, the Xishan Dynasty actually gathered more than 10,000 sailors and suddenly attacked, and as a result, a small half of it was cleaned up, and the two generals happened to be sitting on the same warship, and the two of them returned to heaven almost at the same time.

Fortunately, when the battle was in the middle of the battle, a storm struck, and the Western Dynasty Navy Division was afraid of losses, and the Qing Dynasty Navy Division had been crippled, so it was decided to retreat to the shore to shelter from the wind and rain, and the Li Du Si and his subordinates who were attached to the rear of the fleet were the last to be attacked, and it was also because of the withdrawal of the West Water Sailor Division that they escaped with a surname. Otherwise, I'm afraid that none of these 6,000 people will be able to escape.

"The ordnance is there, but we don't have manpower, could it be that we went over and told the old boy of Ruan Wenyue that we have lost a large number of men and horses, so we want to borrow troops from you to fight Ruan Wenhui? If this is the case, he Ruan Wenyue might as well do it himself. Wang Shouli spat fiercely and whispered in Liang Pengfei's ear.

"People, lack of people...... In fact, there is no shortage of people, it depends on whether we dare to use it. Listening to Wang Shouli's complaint, Liang Pengfei was upset for a while, but at this time, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and the ghostly eyes turned again.

"Not lacking? Do you mean to say that none of them are left behind, and all of them are pulled to land? When Wang Shouli heard this, he accidentally almost choked on the thick smoke of the cigar.

"I didn't say this, if this is really the case, in case Ruan Wenyue and Ruan Wenhui suddenly have a better relationship, or Ruan Wenyue feels that there is no one who can threaten his territory, then we can ...... then" Liang Pengfei rolled his eyes and said slowly.

"I said brother, don't sell me guanzi, say it quickly." Wang Shouli dragged Liang Pengfei and said hurriedly, and next to him, the guard who came to give the order for He Lin couldn't help but prick up his ears......

(To be continued)