The officers and men in the battalion were obviously drunk, and no one cared about these terrible shouts.

However, the officers and soldiers on the wall still took up their bows vigilantly.

"What's the situation?" Bian Youluan hurriedly walked to the wall of the wall, and under the light of the fire, he faintly saw a few men crying under the wall.

"My lord, our village is full of pirates." One of them let out a terrible roar.

Bian Youluan was startled, and his face changed suddenly.

A thunderous drum beat resounded throughout the camp in an instant.

The officers and soldiers in the camp who drank to the point of excitement scolded and put down the pottery bowls and turned their heads to look in the direction where the drums came from.

"What the hell is going on?" The guerrilla general Qiu Wen walked over and looked at Bian Youluan with a gloomy face, and what was surprising was that neither of them smelled of alcohol.

Bian Youluan pointed to a few fishermen on the side.

A man hurriedly said, "My lord, the pirates attacked our village, killed dozens of us, and are still occupying our village."

Qiu Wen's face also changed, although pirates were not uncommon in this year, but it was the first time in these years that they had blatantly slaughtered in a fishing village not too far from the barracks.

"How many of these pirates are there? From what direction did you come in?" Qiu Wen looked at the few men in front of him and hurriedly asked.

At this moment, the camp was also quiet, and the officers and soldiers also knew the news of the pirate entry, and they stared at this side one by one.

"There are many ships, at least a few hundred people." A man hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, these pirates are vicious, and they cut down several of us as soon as we met." A fisherman hurriedly chimed in.

"Bullshit, there are still hundreds of pirates, Lao Tzu has been guarding Qiong for more than ten years, and I haven't seen hundreds of pirates attack a broken fishing village." One of the generals was furious and kicked the fisherman.

The fisherman screamed miserably, fell to the ground in an instant, and was hurriedly held down by several Qing soldiers.

"My lord, there are at least a hundred people, with knives, guns, and bows and arrows." A fisherman who was a little calmer hurriedly said to Qiu Wen.

Qiu Wen's face gradually sank, and several Qing army generals beside him stared at him directly.

"Come, help these little brothers down, warm a bowl of hot wine for them to drink, warm up their bodies." The general, Qiu Wen, suddenly smiled and patted the man on the shoulder.

"Thank you, sir." Several panicked fishermen hurriedly thanked them and were taken to the camp by the Qing officers and soldiers to rest.

"How can there be so many pirates landing, we have been guarding Yazhou for more than ten years, and we have never heard of such large-scale pirates." The boss frowned.

"It should be some rogues, the size is about a few dozen people, and these fishermen are frightened and deliberately exaggerate the numbers." Bian Youluan opened his mouth to analyze.

"They should be from Sea Cliff Village, and they are only more than thirty miles away from our station, and these pirates are too arrogant to dare to plunder under our noses." The big man, who is always famous, scolded angrily.

"General Qiu, for the last personal soldier, I will personally slaughter these pirates." Put the general Chao Qiu Wen into a fist and ask for a fight.

And the steady Qiu Wen looked at the direction in the distance with a solemn expression.

"Could these pirates have anything to do with the merchants who have fled out of the blue?" Bian Youluan suddenly leaned over to Qiu Wen and whispered.

"The old man thinks the same way, it's too much of a coincidence that the pirates came." Qiu Wen is not a fool, not long ago, the land and sea businessmen who secretly drew the defense of the green camp in Yazhou fled to the open sea, and the pirates landed at this time, and Qiu Wen didn't believe it was a coincidence when he was killed.

"Bian Youluan, you personally lead a hundred soldiers to set off early tomorrow morning." Qiu Wen ordered.

"The last general commands." There is Luan hugging fist on the side.

"My lord, why send troops tomorrow morning, and the pirates will already flee by tomorrow morning." The Qing army shouted with an anxious face.

Who knew that Qiu Wen just glared at the general viciously, and the big man instantly closed his mouth.

Now the number of pirates is unknown, and it is late at night, and the soldiers are so drunk, it is indeed taboo to rush out of troops, it is better to rest for one night and tomorrow

Let's go.

It's just that the people in the fishing village are suffering.

"Prepare a few fast horses and immediately notify Shuiying and Yazhou County, hurry." Qiu Wen gave an order.

On the side of the fishing village, the Ming army, which had already set up an ambush and was waiting for the arrival of the Qing army, was extremely depressed to find that after waiting for a night, the Qing army did not even come out of the camp.

In the early morning of the second day, Bian Youluan hurriedly arrived in the direction of the fishing village with a Qing soldier.

This is already half of the strength of the Qing army's green battalion station.

In fact, the green battalion of the Qing army has a big flaw, that is, the troops are scattered.

For example, in the Yazhou battalion, the Qing army simply divided the green battalion into amphibious battalions, half of which were on land and water, and some were stationed in Yazhou County, and the result was that the green battalion of more than 800 people could actually dispatch more than one person.

Such a small number of people, for the Ming army, can only be said to be food delivery.

What makes people laugh and cry even more is that none of the hundreds of Qing officers and soldiers carried firearms, not even horses, and even the side of Youluan was on foot.

Last night, most of the Qing officers and soldiers were drunk, and they were tortured by the panic of pirates landing on the shore for a night, most of the officers and soldiers were so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes, and they actually stopped and stopped along the way, so anxious that the fishermen who led the way jumped up and down.

However, this time, even Bian Youluan was not in a hurry, after all, the pirates had plundered the village yesterday, and unless the pirates' brains were in the water, they would have run away a long time ago.

In fact, the reason why the Qing army set off for the village this morning was not to expel the pirates at all, but to collect the corpses of the villagers, because it was impossible for the real pirates to stay in the village and wait for the Qing army to kill them.

Sure enough, when the Qing army took more than half a day to arrive at the village at noon.

The huge fishing village was empty, with only a few unburned bonfires still emitting white smoke.

Several old men were sitting at the entrance of the village. With wide eyes, he stood there without saying a word.

"How's Uncle?" A man ran over with a sad face.

"Where's Juan'er?"

"What happened to her by pirates?" The man grabbed the hand of an old man at the entrance of the village and shouted.

Bian Youluan walked over and looked at the empty village in front of him very unexpectedly.

"Gone, gone, they took everybody." Uncle sat on the ground and cried.

"Something is wrong, my lord, based on the number of campfires, there can never be only a few dozen pirates." A Qing soldier counted the number of bonfires, and his face couldn't help but change and he hurriedly shouted.

"Tell me, fellow, how many of these pirates are there? How many boats do they have?" Bian Youluan was anxious this time, grabbed the old man and yelled.

"It's all gone, it's all gone...... but who knows that the old man just keeps repeating a sentence.

"Damn it, brethren, go back to camp."