Chapter 135: The Deadly Ransom Collect
Rolling all over the ground for support, I can't recommend it, I can't collect it, isn't this strong push going to pounce? Luo Luo is already fighting, four changes a day, the content is okay, right? Everyone, I recommend it, and if you don't have a collection, you can collect it once.
The battle of Xindang was really not so easy to win. Although the "Qing Heavenly Soldiers" and the Sultan's native soldiers are all tofu scum, Zhu Jishi's Jishi Army is only a newly opened team, and it does not have the resilience to fight for a long time. It was not until three or four o'clock in the afternoon that the more than 2,000 people commanded by Hotman had just been eaten and wiped clean. Moreover, they were already showing fatigue, the formation of the troops was out of shape, and the speed of action was greatly slowed down.
Anyone who has been in battle for a long time or a highly trained military officer knows that a confrontation between two inexperienced rookie armies can easily take an unexpected turn. Thus a couple of French and Will. Hemming, Robert. After Churchill saw that the first victory had been sealed, he personally or sent someone to Zhu Jishi to put forward his opinion on accepting it when he saw it.
"Will, Robert, are you really going to call in now? It seems that the front is fighting very well, the enemy's first line has been broken, and thousands of prisoners have been captured, right? Zhu Jishi pointed to the captives who were passing through the pontoon bridge in despair, and said, "Maybe we can fight for a while and clean up all the chaotic Qing soldiers in the west of the city, isn't the overall situation of this battle decided?" ”
The famous general Zhu, who was nervous a few hours ago, is now full of confidence.
"No, no, Jason, war is not gambling, it can't be fought like this." Robert. Churchill waved his hand and explained: "If we had taken the initiative to attack the enemy before they had joined forces, we would have been able to defeat them all the way in one fell swoop, and in that case we should have to fight." ”
Before the start of the Xindang War, several of Zhu Jishi's foreign military advisers proposed such a fight, but Zhu Jishi thought it was not safe and vetoed it. Now looking at the enemy's tofu scum combat effectiveness, Zhu Jishi has already regretted his conservative arrangement very much.
"Now weishenme can't spell?" He was a little puzzled.
"Now the enemy army has been divided into one division, and the number is seven to eight times that of ours, once the battle is stalemate, it will be more resilient than the troops, and the Jishi army does not have such toughness, so it can't fight like this."
Will. Hai Ming said eloquently, "And today's battle has established our psychological superiority over the Qing army and the native soldiers." Jason, do you understand what psychological superiority is? It is to make the enemy afraid! The essence of war is to make the enemy afraid and obey our will, this is what Napoleon said, and it is true. The enemy must be scared to death by now, so what we have to do is not to kill them all, but to make them obey your will. ”
Haiming pointed to the chaotic "Qing soldiers" in front of him, and said: "There are 5,000 Chinese there, all of whom are young and strong, accounting for more than 10% of the young and strong Chinese in West Borneo, are you going to kill and wound them all?" ”
This is obviously inappropriate! Zhu Jishi pressed his forehead and said repeatedly: "Will, Robert, fortunately, you reminded me in time, I was almost red-eyed!" ”
The population of West Borneo is already small, and the number of Chinese is even smaller, and if a few thousand are killed at a time, only the natives and ...... will be happy Some Westerners with ill intentions.
"But how are we going to defeat the remaining 10,000 or so enemy troops?" Zhu Jishi hesitated.
"Jason, your enemy is not monolithic!" Qiu Fatzi reminded with a smile. He pointed to the captives who were being escorted into the city and smiled, "Among them are the natives of Brunei and Wanna, the children of the Lanfang families, and ordinary Chinese miners. I don't believe that all of them were loyal to the Manchus, to that Liu Qianxing. Now that we have shown Liliang, we should find ways to expand the contradictions between them and make them fight against each other. ”
Self-fighting? How to do it?
Zhu Jishi's brows furrowed again. He is now just getting started in the war, and politics is just beginning. Neither of these things is good at it -- in other words, our Sir Zhu is really not a born politician, military strategist, thinker, or conspirator. And the environment in which he grew up was only a highly commercialized society, not an era of fighting all day long and engaging in political movements.
"Husband, the slave family has a way." Luo Xiangmei didn't know when she arrived behind Zhu Jishi, and said softly.
She was actually watching the battle, and she was also nervous to death. On one side is her husband, and on the other side is Lan Fang's fellow villagers and friends - many of the "Qing soldiers" on the battlefield are related to the Luo family and the brothers of Xixiutang! Even the husbands of her two younger sisters were on the side of the "Great Qing". Of course, the husband can't lose, but the people in Lanfang Company are also not very good-looking.
"Husband, the rule of war here in West Borneo is not to kill any prisoner, and the opponent is allowed to spend money to ransom people." Luo Xiangmei looked at her husband's face as she spoke, for fear that he would slaughter all the captives with an order. "West Borneo has a small population, so if you catch it, you can kill it...... It's all over in a hurry, and there's no one to do it for you. ”
Zhu Jishi nodded and said, "Ransom...... That's fine, but what does it have to do with dividing the enemy? ”
"According to the rules, whoever comes forward to gather the thugs will be responsible for paying the ransom. We have caught at least more than 1,000 now, and if a person asks for 50 yuan, it will be 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, and this money should be paid by the Liu family. In addition, the Liu family also has to pay pensions, funeral expenses, and medical expenses for the brothers who were killed or injured. In the battle just now, the Liu family couldn't settle at all if it didn't have 100,000 foreign dollars, but the entire Lanfang Liu family was only a little bit ......"
Zhu Jishi clapped his hands and said with a smile: "He must not come out!" Xiangmei, you are really my female Zhuge ! ”
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Nu Zhuge obviously miscalculated, because the Liu family needed to pay for the aftermath of the defeat on December 18, 1845 was far more than 100,000 yuan, but as high as more than 200,000 yuan!
Because our old profession is a doctor, and he is also a high-achieving student trained by a famous Chinese medical school in later generations, of course, he is very good at killing people.
The number that Ji Shijun came up with after counting the prisoners was 1,668, a very auspicious number! Among them, 215 wounded, some with broken hands and feet, and some with bullets piercing their stomachs, all of whom needed Zhu Jishi to take his medical team for treatment, and the medical expenses were of course paid by the Liu family. Moreover, the Jishi army found a few blonde and blue-eyed foreign devils among the prisoners, and Lieutenant Hortmann, who was originally sent by Major Andersen to command the battle, and three Dutch GIs, all of whom were taken prisoner.
Zhu Jishi's price for ordinary Chinese and native captives is 50 yuan, the price for Chinese and native officers is 100 to 1,000 foreign dollars, and the price for four foreign devils ranges from 5,000 foreign to 20,000 foreign dollars, and the total amount of 202,000 foreign dollars is 202,000 foreign dollars after counting the medical expenses, but he still gave some discounts, pulled out 13112, and asked for 188888 foreign money. Well, Zhu Jishi is also from Guangdong, of course he likes to "hair".
Liu Jincai, the "Qing Army Dusi" who was captured by Jishi in the battle that day, was sent to collect the account, and Liu Dusi, who had been cut into braids, is now kneeling in Liu Asheng's newly erected Chinese army tent 15 miles west of Xindang City, crying and crying.
"Lord Commander, it's not that the lower officials are incompetent, it's really sharp against the Ming Dynasty, and there are strong British soldiers to help, and the hundreds of brothers in the lower officials only have swords and spears, no foreign guns, and they can't meet the enemy......"
"So you surrendered and sold the flanks of our army!" Liu Asheng said coldly that he was deeply dissatisfied with Liu Jincai's performance that he could not "die".
However, what made him even more dissatisfied was that Liu Jincai actually came to ask for ransom on behalf of Zhu Jishi, and he also opened his mouth to 188888 Yang!
The Lanfang Liu family has already spent more than 200,000 yuan for this battle, and then took out nearly 190,000 yuan, but it is over 400,000! It seems that this battle has just begun, and there is not much hope of winning. Once the army is defeated, not only will all the 400,000 foreign countries be lost, but even all the Liu family's industries in Lanfang will be destroyed.
When the time comes, dozens of people in the Liu family will have to live on the savings in their hands!
Thinking of this, Liu Asheng shouted: "Someone! Push out this Liu Jincai who escaped from the battle and cut it for me! ”
"Wait a minute, Liu, you can't kill him!"
Before Liu Asheng's words fell, Dutch Major Andersen led the Dutch soldiers and walked in from outside with a blue face.