Chapter 1: Entry into Egypt (9)

The construction of the prisoner camp was very fast, and no one among the nearly 1,000 Mamluk cavalry rose up to make trouble, all waiting for the Mamluk chieftain to send a messenger to pay the ransom, even if the Mamluk chieftain refused to give it, most of them also brought letters to their families, how could they redeem themselves, and the saber was ready to fight on the battlefield again in the future, why bother to toss when the armor is exhausted, and there is no sword and no horse?

And no one made a fuss, and the Ming army didn't abuse them much, kicking their feet and scolding a few foul words must be there, but at least the sticks and whips are not on them, for Mamluk, being scolded a few words, pushing, kicking and staggering, etc., there is nothing unacceptable, after all, he is a prisoner.

It's just that the only thing that made the captives complain was eating. No one pays attention to what does not eat that precept, but expensive, a bucket of rice requires two Damascus steel scimitars, this knife is not cheap in Egypt, a knife is often most of the family's belongings, at first it was fine, and the next day, the generals and officers in the captives couldn't stand it, so if they ate like this, the landlord's family had no surplus food.

So the commotion began, and then Cao Jixiang came out and opened his mouth with a smile: "Who is going with our family?" Tube full, no need for IOUs! "Immediately the commotion subsided, everyone knew what the old eunuch was, and it was rumored among the captives that if no one ransomed it, and finally fell into the hands of this old eunuch, then he would have to be castrated, who would dare to go with him?

The captives had to work hard to build fortifications according to the requirements of the Ming army, in exchange for a bowl of porridge that could not be eaten or starved to death.

But the five or six hundred seriously wounded captives were not so lucky, and when the sun rose on the third day, the captives were basically seriously wounded. More than half of them died.

No matter how strong the body is, the fragments of that high-explosive shell. Where are the things to consume?

Of course, if you change to a soldier of the Ming army, there will probably not be such a high mortality rate. The problem is that even if they have money, the Ming army will not give penicillin to these captives, right? No one is a saint, and it's not in Huaxia itself, the tube of penicillin in everyone's first-aid kit is pointed to for their own life-saving use, whether it's for the robe Ze, or for the prisoner? The troops under the command of Ding Yi did not have a good ideological consciousness and did not reach this height.

Twenty or thirty of the lightly wounded also died. Mostly infections, gangrene, these symptoms have always been the devil who kills on the battlefield.

At noon on the third day, the Mamluk dynasty sent envoys to negotiate the ransom of the captives.

Or rather, the emissary sent by the governor of Ismailia.

Because the Mamluks were not a national military force, they were loyal to their masters, so they were divided into several different types, such as the Sultan's Mamluks. There were Mamluks of chieftains, and cavalry of Mamluks and freemen. And these Mamluks who became the captives of Ding Yi belonged to the chiefs within the city of Ismailia.

After receiving the message, the governor of the city of Ismailia. Reach agreement with the chieftain before sending an envoy to discuss the ransom of the captives.

When Cao Jixiang told the messenger: "When you see Your Highness, you must learn etiquette. It took three days to practice the etiquette. Let's go and tell Your Highness again to see if we have time to meet you and other barbarians. "Cao is a very narrow chauvinist. What's more, in the current China, under the leadership of Ding Yi, it is enough to support the face of this kind of chauvinism of a great power, and Cao naturally does not miss the opportunity to shake off his majesty.

But the envoys sent by Mamluk awkwardly rejected Cao Jixiang's request, and the reason why they said awkward was because they said very politely: "It is not an honor for us to dare to meet His Highness, such an honor should be left to the envoy of the Sultan!" We came this time in the hope of being able to redeem a group of captives according to the conditions provided by the Ming Kingdom. ”

Ding Yi's request was a Damascus steel knife and an Arabian thoroughbred in exchange for a captive.

But Ismailia brought only more than 200 adult horses and more than 400 Damascus steel knives, and they took advantage of the language loopholes, or the psychology of chance, and brought more than 100 non-adult foals, which were indeed Arabian thoroughbreds, but they had not yet grown up. The envoys were accompanied by several representatives of the families of the Mamluk captives, who brought with them about fifty or sixty Arab horses and a dozen Damascus scimitars.

"Give it to them." After Ding Yi heard Cao Jixiang's report, he smiled and said to him, "The captives that no one has redeemed will be under your management from today onwards." ”

Cao Jixiang was a little anxious, kowtowed to Ding Yi and said: "The old slave thinks that these Mamluks, their masters, are not good, they are only afraid that they want to redeem the soldiers who can fight well, and then fight with us to the death!" Young master, just let them go, will it be too cheap for them? Why don't you just let some captives go back and don't teach them to pick people? ”

The picker, the governor of Ismailia, wanted to selectively ransom the captives.

"No, let them pick someone, but after cashing all the IOUs first, let them start picking someone to redeem."

Ding Yi was unfazed by this: "Forget about the representatives sent by the family, just let them go to the prisoner camp and lead people away." ”

"The old slave obeys."

Cao Jixiang received the order and was about to go down on an errand, but he heard Ding Yi say: "Let Su Jian go over to help Xunji and see who is behind the poisoning of the water source to find out, Su Jin should be good at doing this." ”

"Young Master." Cao Jixiang stopped his steps and said to Ding Yi in a low voice, "Su Xia has already sacrificed his life for the country. ”

Hearing this, Ding Yi couldn't help but be shocked, it was difficult to control himself at all, the corners of his eyes were red, he nodded wordlessly, waved his hand to Cao Jixiang, and motioned for him to retreat and do things on his own. The crockpot will not be broken from Inoue, and the general will inevitably die in battle. Ding Yi has a very light view of life and death on the battlefield, and he is also used to burying all his feelings on the battlefield, because too much affection will only deform tactical actions, will only make the command illogical, and will only make more people die senselessly.

But when the war came to an end temporarily, thinking of Su Zhen, who had followed him for nearly ten years, the first knife of Beizhili, just like that, Ding Yi was really difficult to suppress his sadness, although Su Jian was very consciously as a follower, followed Ding Yi to conquer the grassland and cross the ocean, he never made any requests, nor did he have any doubts about Ding Yi's concept.

Su Zhen is different from the executed Xingtian, he is not for official position, not for fame, but really for the utopia described by Ding Yiyi, and is struggling. When he was dying, he didn't mention his posthumous affairs, or his posthumous name, let alone family affairs and family, he still asked about the future of Daming.

"Ahh Ding Yi couldn't help but howl, and there was a deep sadness that made him burst into tears.

"Pen and ink waiting." Looking at the fat man who pushed the door in and looked nervous, Ding Yi told him hoarsely, "I'll write something for Su Zhen." This made Wen Fat Man feel very surprised, Ding Yi has always been, or very taboo to leave his own ink treasure, he even refused many inscriptions, inscriptions and other invitations, this is the first time in ten years, Ding Yi asked for pen and ink waiting.

When the sun rose the next day, and the messengers of Ismailia departed with the three or four hundred Mamluk cavalry they had ransomed, the messengers found that the other unredeemed captives were carrying stones outside the fortifications under the command of Liu Tie. The messenger inquired what the stones were for. The answer to him was: to erect a statue.

The messenger turned, his turban over his face, and a mocking sneer appeared.

From this point of view, this His Royal Highness of the Ming Kingdom is not necessarily a heroic figure, does he think that as long as he guards Suez City, it is enough to commemorate it? Can you carve a statue of yourself to boast of your martial arts? Did he think that by defeating the Mamluks of 3,000 chiefs, he would be able to keep the city of Suez?

In any case, an arrogant and unenterprising enemy leader was a good thing for Mamluk.

The envoy felt that bringing this matter to the governor of Ismailia might make him more determined, and he could listen to the advice of the nobles and chieftains of the various Iqtars, ask Cairo for instructions, start the plan that had been planned for several years, gather tens of thousands of Mamluks, and give these crazy and ignorant Ming people a profound lesson, and let them go back to the Ming Kingdom.

This is a war that the Sultan of Mamluk has been planning for several years, and in the past few years, because the casualties to recapture Suez City were too large, the generals and chiefs at all levels below thought that it was not of much significance, because the Ming people controlled the water, even if the Ming people were annihilated regardless of the casualties, and the Ming Kingdom sent people to fight again? You must know that the Mamluks under the generals are their capital, if it is only a decisive battle, then there is no problem in convincing them to send troops, but if it is a long-term attrition, it will only force the generals below and the nobles of the various Iqta to rebel.

"Mount, get on your horse, hurry back to Ismailia, and deliver this letter to the governor." After leaving Suez City, the envoy stopped to write a letter and called his cronies to send him back to Ismailia, who had also fought on the battlefield, and considered it a must-see.

As long as Ding Yi and his guards are annihilated here, it is like killing 20,000 Mongolian iron horsemen and their famous generals in the past, let them hurt, and let them remember that Egypt is not a place they should touch!

And once the war brewing by the Sultan starts, Ismailia's side will not only get reinforcements from the Sultan, Alexandria, Damascus and other cities, and the nobles of various Iqtars, will send reinforcements, and Mamluk will bury the bones of these Ming people on the banks of the Suez River just like the Mongol iron cavalry was annihilated back then!

Sculpture? The envoy laughed, perhaps, when the sculpture was placed in front of the tomb of His Royal Highness Ming Guo, it could be regarded as a kind of status courtesy? (To be continued......)