"Quack~~"

A frog leaped from the thick lotus leaf and plunged headlong into the water, and the calm surface of the water immediately rippled and spread out in all directions; The quiet moonlight was stirred, and the small lotus pond seemed to be sprinkled with fine silver light in an instant.

Ripples also rippled in Chu Fan's heart.

Is it a convoy?

It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be.

The convoy that had been tempered by the war was enlarged again, and the number of people suddenly increased to 460 -- including the convoy of Ushijima, of which there were no more or no veterans, and exactly a quarter of them.

The expansion work kept Chu Fan and Liu Zhongwen busy for three days, and this time the recruits were no longer evenly divided into the original seven squads, and the organizational structure of the escort team was completely adjusted.

The pillar's A-shaped team, Shen Teng's Gengzi team, and the T-shaped team with a commendable performance in the battle against bandits and its captain named Chen Erdan, these three teams were upgraded to whistles.

Each post has three teams, and the first post is A, B, and E; Ding Whistle is the three teams of C, D, and Xin; Geng whistle is the three teams of self, Geng and the newly built Ren; The enlarged squad has 45-50 people, and a total of 140-160 people in one outpost; The captain of the vacant quota is promoted by the team member with excellent performance, for example, after the pillar is promoted to the captain of the whistle, the captain of the first team is the monkey.

In addition to the 3 sentinels and 9 teams, Zhao Hai's night team was also expanded to 13 people, and Chu Fan's personal guard team led by Doudou was filled with 10 people from the veterans.

The rapid expansion of the number of people suddenly made the main weapon Lu Mi gun insufficient. Chu Fan brought back to Dengzhou only 300 Lu Mi guns, which was just enough to equip two sentry posts -- a total of 500 Lu Mi guns, 100 Lu Mi guns were given to Amakusa Shiro Shizhen, and 100 were left on Ushido Island for research and transformation.

The solution after Chu Fan and Liu Zhongwen discussed was rotation training.

Chu Fan greeted the official shareholders through the Cai Governor's Mansion - the cigarette factory is related to the well-being of all shareholders, and of course there should be a team to protect the hospital - so with the tacit approval of the Dengzhou officialdom. The appearance of a permanent barracks next to the cigarette factory is not so sensational.

The capacity of this barracks is exactly one sentry and is used for basic platoon training and assassination training.

The mountain camp was also expanded to accommodate a single sentry post for training in throwing and earthwork.

Xiaozhu Island is used for training in live firing and live ammunition throwing, and the three sentinels take turns to go to the island.

From the perspective of Liu Zhongwen's era, the escort team is already an army, a standard army!

But Chu Fan knew. From the perspective of later generations, the convoy is still one grade away from the standard army, and it can be regarded as a mercenary army at most!

Whether it was the deserters who appeared during the battle to suppress bandits, or the summary that Chu Fan asked the captains to hand in after the war, or even the disposal of the trophies distributed to the veterans, Chu Fan had a deep sense of powerlessness.

Needless to say, the desertion on the battlefield directly exposed the biggest weakness of the escort team's lack of determination.

In the post-war summary, in addition to the summary of the team's battlefield performance, each captain mentioned a doubt of the usual team members: we are just a group of caretakers. Is it necessary to practice so desperately?

The captains couldn't solve the problem, but they realized that it was the main reason for the team's lack of determination.

This was also reflected in the veterans' disposition of the spoils of war: although Chu Fan agreed that everyone could take a stake in Ushijima's shares—the shares of the East India Company were now divided into two categories, namely the Dengzhou shares, which produced ordinary cigarettes, and the Ushijima shares, which produced Xiancao cigarettes, and it was obvious that the returns and benefits of the latter were much greater—but in the end, less than one-third of the veterans chose to buy shares, and most of them chose to give the money to their relatives or entrust friends to help buy real estate!

"Hulala~~"

A sea breeze blows in the small back garden. Suddenly there was the sound of leaves rubbing against each other.

Chu Fan, who was standing in the wind, narrowed his eyes, and he finally found out the reason for his upset.

From the beginning of coming into this world. He has been fighting for his own survival and the safety of his family.

Today, survival is no longer a problem, and the safety of family members and even many relatives and friends will soon be solved by moving to Ushijima.

It stands to reason that Chu Fan should be happy to get what he wants, but why is he not only irritable in his heart. Not much joy?

After thinking about it for a long time, Chu Fan finally understood the root cause.

It's been almost a year since he came to this world, and Chu Fan is no longer the firefighter who was confused and pushed by the situation, he has been deeply integrated into this era, and he is so deeply integrated that he often forgets that he is a traverser!

The more integrated it is into this era. The more he realized the greatest crisis of the era, the danger of the Manchurian Tatars entrenched in Liaodong.

the tragic experience of Ge Bi and Zhu Zi, these close brothers; the dead-like homeless people on both sides of the Liao River and at the foot of Lushun Mountain; the Battle of Salhu in Zhaohaikou; The veteran of Dongjiang Town who met on the road in Lushunkou ...... The piles and piles ticked Chu Fan's sensitive heart again and again.

As a Chinese, as a Han with a glorious history, and as a traverser who knows the future development of the situation, Chu Fan asks himself every time, is his original idea of avoiding overseas and allowing the Tatars to poison the Central Plains really right?

Can he really be the owner of his leisurely and wealthy Niudao Island in the wailing of his compatriots, in the blood-colored land of China, and in the desperate struggle of the Han civilization?

Looking up at the sky, a terrible scene that made him sweat gradually appeared in Chu Fan's heart:

The goosebump-haired Xu Guangqi looked at him coldly, and a sentence burst out between his teeth: "You are a coward!" You are not worthy of being a Chinese Miao! ”

Sun Yuanhua, who had worked hard, shook his head and sighed, "In vain, you are a peerless student, but you sit back and watch Shenzhou Lu Shen, Tartar rampant, and immortal, how can you endure it?" ”

Ge Bi, Zhu Zi, Zhao Hai...... A vivid face flashed in front of him with contempt, although he did not speak, but his face clearly wrote: Childe, you have disappointed us too much.

The last to appear was the old soldier of Lushunkou who was so hungry that he had no human form, staring at him with red eyes, and after spitting on the ground fiercely, he said softly, "Phew! No eggs! ”

After all the people flashed, Ushijima gradually emerged.

He saw that the guards had put down their swords, picked up their broadswords and spears again, and headed towards Liaodong without hesitation, they were going to fight with the Tartars!

He saw Sun and the fighters holding the whip in their hands, and returned to the land of China with the children without hesitation, and said as he walked, "Chinese, even if they die, they must die in their homeland!" ”

He saw Xu Wanyun take off her overalls, put on filial piety clothes, and walked towards her parents' tombs without hesitation, "You can't kill the Tartars, but we must pay tribute to our ancestors, because we are Han!" ”

He saw Chen Shangren put the neat account books and boxes and piles of silver in front of him, and then quietly turned around and walked towards his hometown in Jiangxi under the iron hooves of the Tartars, "Money is important, but more important is conscience!" The conscience of the Chinese! ”

Chu Fan's heart shrank suddenly, shrinking smaller and smaller - if the little emperor of Shunzhi sat on the dragon chair in the Forbidden City in 1644, he still did nothing like today, this scene of betrayal and separation would definitely become a reality!

No! Never! (To be continued.) )

PS: Hurry up, hurry up, finally came back before 3 o'clock in the afternoon, too late to take a breath immediately open the computer code word, not for anything else, just for a feast of big people chasing more hearts :)