Chapter 135: Upstream
It took less than a long time for the Chameng soldiers to capture the Annan generals on the Dingyuan ship. Li Zaisheng, with disheveled hair, looked at Wenshen and others with fear. After trembling for a moment, he stuttered and said, "You... are you from Song?"
Wang Chao snorted coldly and said sternly: "Pay attention to your current identity. If we don't ask questions, we are not talking nonsense. Okay, I'll ask you now. If you dare to conceal false reports, you will think of this person in the end." After that, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and shot an Annan prisoner.
Li Zaisheng heard a bang, and saw his skull breaking, and his red and white brain splashing all over him. He was so scared that he was stunned. After a long time, he found that his crotch was wet.
Wenshen frowned when he smelled a stinky smell, then turned around to a red sandalwood master chair not far away and made it. The sandalwood emitted a scent of fragrance, which made Wenshen feel a little better. At the same time, he thought to himself: "This sandalwood is really a good thing. Let the Zhanren collect more for himself in the future."
This rosewood serpent chair was given to him a few days ago by Pusadasser, saying that it was a good thing that he saw at first sight. According to him, the rosewood was discovered by local people by chance, and then made it into the serpent chair and paid tribute to Pusadaser.
"What's the name?"
"Li Zaisheng."
"What official position?"
"The Chief of the Great Yue Kingdom."
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"Who is Li Changjie you?"
"My uncle..."
"Your uncle killed me, the Song people hundreds of thousands, and what should you blame for your evil intentions against the Song Dynasty!" Wang Chao shouted glared.
"I..." At this time, uncle Li Changjie's achievements were no longer the capital for Li Zaisheng to show off, but also a series of death-hunting talismans that cost people their lives.
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After the interrogation, Li Zaisheng said everything he knew. Now Wenshen and others know the military deployment of Annan. After mobilization, Annan can still maintain a military power of 100,000, of which 30,000 are elite, mainly deployed in the capital Shenglong. Annan has a population of less than one million, with a capital of more than one hundred thousand, and the other populations are distributed in more than a dozen states across the country, among which ethnic minorities account for a considerable proportion.
"Commissioner, how do you deal with these people?" After seeing that they could not extract anything, the Chao asked.
"Cut it, throw it into the sea to feed the fish!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! My family is very rich, you can do as much as you want. Don't kill me..." When Li Zaisheng heard that he was going to chop himself, he was so scared that he burst into tears.
"Ah..." A minute later, amid the screams, more than a dozen commanders Annan moved their heads and threw them into the sea to feed the sharks.
"Sir, we should attack there next step?" Pusadass asked respectfully.
With a "bang", the 47-inch HD LCD TV on the wall of the conference room was turned on by Wenshen. Then he connected to his laptop to find the HD map of Vietnam. In order to understand the Vietnam scene more intuitively, Wenshen chose a topographic map, which marked the mountains and rivers, and the general contour lines.
"This... what kind of magical artifact is this!" Pusadass looked at the scene on the screen and was stunned. This was far beyond his imagination.
"This is the Annan map. Now let's discuss the next offensive route." Wenshen glanced at everyone, and then a coach pointed to a position, "This is where we are now. Okay, let's talk about our thoughts."
"From the map, we arrived at the Annan Plain a hundred miles north, where the dense rivers are very unfavorable for our march. Everyone knows that this sailboat can travel thousands of miles a day in the sea, but it cannot be done in the inland rivers. Especially in the case of countercurrents, it is difficult to move forward without human power." Ma Han frowned and spoke first.
"Brother Ma is right. Now we have so many people. It would be extremely difficult to walk on water. I heard that Annan is densely packed with forests, and it is probably difficult to walk on land. And it is easy to be attacked by the enemy." Zhang Long added on the side.
"The lonely army penetrates deep into the enemy, a military tactic!" Pusadaser admitted that the Song people's firearms were very powerful, but he still felt that it was unreliable to use this number of people to penetrate the capital of Annan and occupy it.
"Everyone said it well, but we can't give up because we have difficulties." Wenshen pointed to the map and continued, "First we will occupy the Qinghua Prefecture in the south of Daluo City, and then build a ship in the rivers in the northern part of the Qinghua Prefecture. Finally, we will take a boat upstream and arrive at the Annan capital Daluo."
"Commission, don't we have a ship, why do we have to build a ship again? And how can we go upstream after building a ship?"
"Our ships are too big now and are not suitable for running in the inland rivers. As for how the ships go upstream, you will know then." Wenshen smiled mysteriously.
Pusadass suddenly remembered something and said loudly: "Sir, Qinghua is a shipbuilding town in Annan. Basically, the ships heading south are built here. If we can take this city, we will definitely capture a large number of experienced shipbuilders and raw materials."
"It's God really helping me!" Wen Shen was happy and said casually.
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Three days later, after wasting three hundred shells, the troops successfully occupied Qinghua City, and more than 50 people were lost, all of which were sacrificed when the occupants were clearing the battlefield.
Qinghua City is very small, with only four streets and a population of only more than 10,000 people. Most of them are Mang people, and it is an ethnic minority in Annan. Qinghua is a gathering place for the Mang people. Decades ago, due to rebellion, a group of them were suppressed and massacred by Emperor Annan. When the Mang people learned that it was the Song people who occupied the city, they clapped their hands. The leaders of their tribes also rushed to the city to contribute rare treasures to Wenshen and express their respect, and hoped that the Song people could rule this place and destroy Annan Kingdom.
In Qinghua City, in the county hall, Wen Shen sat on a sandalwood chair, holding a big green jade with a fist, and carefully studied it. He thought: "This is the first time I have seen the raw materials of jade, and I don't know what jewelry this big jade can make."
An old man wearing a white dress and a white scarf on the opposite side looked at Wenshen nervously, afraid of problems. It was not until Wenshen gently put down the jade in his hand and smiled at him that he felt relieved.
"Why do you Mang clan support us Song people?"
"Annan killed my tribe and occupied my tribe's land, and there was a deep feud for blood!" The old man said gritting his teeth when he thought of his relatives, friends, brothers and sisters who died at the hands of Annan's army.
"Then why are you willing to let us Song people rule here again?" Wenshen said a little puzzled.
"When I was a child, this place belonged to Shangguo. Shangguo taught us to read, farm, and collected very little taxes. What's more important is that we don't point fingers at us like the Annan people and force us to do things we don't want to do..."
"Well, is this the reason?" Wen Shen thought to himself, "Since they are willing to surrender to themselves, they just accept it. Anyway, they are not afraid of stabbing them in the back. If they dare to do this, they will destroy them."
Thinking of this, Wen Shen smiled and said, "Okay, the Annan people have been beaten away now, and the Qinghua area has officially become the territory of the Song Dynasty. At that time, the Song Dynasty will send officials to govern this place, and you need to cooperate more. Now I will lead my army to continue to go north, and the troops on Daluo City will completely destroy this Annan country. You must assist me in building more ships."
The next day, Wenshen inspected the shipyard and gave the craftsmen a pair of drawings to make them according to the drawings. The ship to be built is not big, less than ten meters long, without pulp or masts. Everyone felt very strange, but no one dared to ask, so they had to make it according to this. Because the boat was small and there were many craftsmen, it was very fast to make it, and on average, five to six ships could be made a day.
After the arrangement, Wenshen returned to modern Kuala Lumpur and found Chen Guangyao and asked him to use a thousand sets of portable propeller propeller for fishing boats. This propeller is more than two meters long, with a slurry on one side and a small diesel engine on the other. It is very convenient for fishermen to use. If they don’t go into the sea, they can be removed and carried home.
The next day, Chen Guangyao pulled a thousand sets of propellers into one of his own warehouses and prepared 100 tons of diesel. Wenshen was very satisfied with this and threw a piece of jade tribute from the Mang clan to him, which surprised him.
Wenshen secretly transported 200 sets of equipment and ten tons of diesel to the warehouse of Dingyuan ship, and asked the Mang people to help him take a day to transport it to the shipyard.
At this time, the shipyard had built twenty ships. Under Wenshen's command, one of the portable propellers was loaded to the stern. Then, the diesel engine was activated. After a burst of black smoke, the diesel engine "口口口口口口口..." sounded. He pretended to pull down his hands, and the propeller hanging on the water turned rapidly.
When Wenshen slowly raised his back, the rotating propeller slowly entered the water. In a splash of water, the boat slowly drove forward. The Pusadaser and the Mang tribe who were standing on the shore were completely stunned. They just opened their mouths wide and let their saliva flow down, thinking: "This... this is so amazing!"
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In the next half month, Wenshen's main job was to train soldiers to operate ships, and at the same time, he transported 100 heavy machine guns, six howitzers and a large amount of ammunition to the shipyard from the Dingyuan and Zhenyuan warehouses.
On this day, the wind was bright and cloudless. Wenshen led 200 ships and more than 2,000 people, including 400 soldiers from Yizhou, 1,000 soldiers from the city, and more than 600 soldiers from the Mang clan, rushing up the river. At the same time, the remaining occupants headed towards Daluo City by land.
Chapter completed!