Chapter Twenty-Seven: The City Is Full of Big Bald Heads
In a more distant dynasty, Guangzhou was a barbarian land, and no one cared.
But now, Guangzhou has a remarkable position. It's just because the distance between the countries of the world has suddenly shortened, and it's only because of the arrival of Western countries that the coastal area has become the top priority!
There were many foreigners gathered here, they were of a transcendent position, they were armed, and they were equipped to make Zhao Xiaolong's eyes red.
But these things are all Zhao Xiaolong's.
Not only weapons, but even people were taken away and locked up.
He needed to sift through to see if any of these people knew the skills. After all, for the uprising to last, logistical resources must be sufficient. Fighting a war is not only about the combat effectiveness of soldiers, but also about logistics in any era.
Zhao Xiaolong recruited nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, and the rest were killed during the battle. There are 10,000 people, and there are a lot of them, all of them are veterans. If he riots and is disobedient, then Zhao Xiaolong is likely to be directly submerged.
Fortunately, his idea, although cruel, was very useful. These 10,000 people killed a lot of Tartars, and almost the entire city of Guangzhou was slaughtered. They have no way out, they can only fight against the Qing Dynasty in order to survive.
Of course, it may be okay for a short time, but after a long time, I am afraid that this group of people will have different thoughts.
After all, Zhao Xiaolong had too few people in his hands, and in the face of 10,000 people, he was just a few hundred people.
After a long time, the situation stabilized. Even if this group of people didn't want to rebel or something, it was still possible to overthrow Zhao Xiaolong.
Therefore, on the day that Zhao Xiaolong cleaned the outer city, taking advantage of the fact that the atmosphere had not yet dissipated and his majesty had not dissipated, he directly separated the 10,000 people and distributed them to the 3,000 people of the Taibai Thirteen Eagles, and let the thirteen brothers lead them together.
As for the remaining 7,000 or so, seven leaders were also arranged, regardless of whether they were up or down, and each person was led by 1,000.
In this way, the alliance of the other party is simply broken down.
Of course, this is not enough. If you want your subordinates to be obedient, you must be strong yourself.
Zhao Xiaolong knew this truth very well.
The fifty veterans of the Black Flag Army around him were the backbone, and 3,000 people were recruited to form a musket team. These new entrants are all young people from the city of Guangzhou, and they must be Han Chinese.
Although a musket team of 3,000 people is not a climate, as long as the muskets are allocated, they can form a simple combat effectiveness.
Zhao Xiaolong didn't expect these 3,000 people to suppress 10,000 people. He only hopes that these 10,000 people will be jealous, and then with 3,000 people as the backbone, expand the army and control the situation little by little.
With a musket team of 3,000 people in hand, Zhao Xiaolong was already invincible, at least, he would not be eaten.
The city of Guangzhou was closed for three days, and then it opened again.
Taibai Thirteen Eagles and the other six generals led the army out to sweep the surrounding area, preparing for Huang Feihong's arrival.
And Zhao Xiaolong, who stayed in Guangzhou City, recruited new soldiers and prepared for training. On the one hand, another general who surrendered and the remaining three of the Taibai Thirteen Eagles who stayed behind were arranged to guard Guangzhou City.
The huge city was guarded by only 4,000 people. It seems like a lot, but in the face of the huge area of Guangzhou City, these 4,000 people are not enough to see.
To be honest, if Zhao Xiaolong hadn't directly occupied the inner city, and the Taibai Thirteen Eagles brushed their faces, they caught the other party off guard. He won't succeed at all, and even then, it's a bit of a fluke.
"We can't relax yet, we have to bring in the muskets."
Zhao Xiaolong was sitting in the inner city, and the musket team of 3,000 people was still expanding, planning to form 5,000 people.
He found a large number of firearms at the British station, as well as on the steamers at the docks. Even in the city of Guangzhou, a lot of them have been found. It was more than enough to form a musket team of five thousand people.
Of course, the guns can't be fully fired, and this group of recruits must be trained first.
"Tell General Huang to slow down and form a guard as he goes. The periphery of Guangzhou City soon fell into our hands. At that time, as long as they stayed in Guangzhou City, in less than a month, the musket team would have combat effectiveness. We have a guarantee. ”
Zhao Xiaolong called one of his subordinates, and explained with a solemn face. The subordinate nodded, he was an old man of the Black Flag Army, so he naturally knew the old routines of the Black Flag Army. The way Zhao Xiaolong said is the foundation of the rise of the Black Flag Army.
"Boss, do you want to recruit some sailors?"
His subordinates reminded, Zhao Xiaolong was slightly stunned: "It's okay to prepare, but we don't have any military pay to raise soldiers, 20,000 soldiers are already a bit huge, and if Guangzhou City is not fast and stable, we can't even guarantee food." ”
Zhao Xiaolong's only concern was logistics, and the defeat of the Black Flag Army was vividly remembered. For not having support from behind, Zhao Xiaolong is very jealous.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that he will not have the strength to fight hard.
His subordinates took the order, and Zhao Xiaolong sat in the inner city, cleaning up the Tartar nobles who were hiding, and at the same time using countless minions with pigtails to clean up the streets and repair the houses in the city.
These minions, the Tartar nobility are only a small part. Most of them turned out to be Han Chinese who were unwilling to cut off their braids, preferring to continue to be slaves.
When he heard the news, Zhao Xiaolong was furious and went to the family's house to persuade him. Unexpectedly, he was scolded for being bloody, and Zhao Xiaolong was extremely disappointed at that time and gave up persuasion.
Since these people want to be slaves, let their children and grandchildren continue to do it.
Huang Feihong's arrival was far from as fast as he thought.
After all, he had to recruit guards, equip them with muskets, and along the way, he even had to ask the veterans of the Black Flag Army to help train him, and he carried a large number of firearms. Therefore, when Huang Feihong walked to Guangzhou City, it was already half a month later.
In half a month, the surrounding area of Guangzhou City has been swept away.
Because Zhao Xiaolong moved too fast, it was almost like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, sweeping a piece. Before the officials of the surrounding towns could react, the gates were broken by the bald army.
Then the carnage began again!!
The city of Guangzhou that Huang Feihong saw was extremely clean, and there was not a single beggar on the streets. They were all Han people with bald heads and beaming eyes, looking at him gratefully.
Accustomed to wearing braids, and suddenly seeing bald heads all over the world, Huang Feihong is really not used to it.
Even Wang Tian was surprised. The whole city is bald-headed, like a large light bulb that can walk on it, and it is not too spectacular to look at.
Even if he comes from the modern world, Wang Tian admires it.
Zhao Xiaolong's movements were too fast, even if he made a personal move, and with countless reasonable knowledge in the future, he couldn't do anything better than this.
Especially for Zhao Xiaolong's decision to slaughter, Wang Tian was even more impressed.
As a descendant, he knew that the group of bastards who slaughtered countless Han people, bullied them for hundreds of years, and played with unknown sisters.
Even in the back, it is still active in the world.
And most of them are people, claiming to be royalty, and their bloodlines think they are noble.
Therefore, Wang Tian just wanted to say, it was good to kill!!