Lin Xu was so familiar with the scene in front of him. Lin Xu, who had witnessed the slaughter of the village with his own eyes, naturally knew who did the slaughter.

"Well, the thief should have gone away!" Seeing the scene in front of him, the Chinese merchants present looked pale and some merchants collapsed directly to the ground.

"It's getting late, so I'll take a break here and continue my journey tomorrow morning." Lin Xu said.

The soldiers present looked at each other, and even the merchants on this trip opposed it.

They dare not spend a night in such a Shura field.

"Sir, since you have said three or five days, I believe the thieves have already gone away. Let's go away for an hour or two before the sky is dark, and stay away from here." Brother Ding also spoke at this time. He had also seen blood. He dared to lead a merchant fleet into Dayu Island during the battle between the pirates and the Ming people. He had more courage than other merchants. But even so, when he saw the scene of the corpse everywhere in front of him, his legs were weak and he couldn't help but retching.

"It's not dark, so you should camp." Lin Xu looked at Huang Jin and asked, "How far is it to the next village."

"It will take at least five hours." Huang Jin naturally agreed to camp on the spot.

As a general, he also knew the dangers of night marching, not to mention that the soldiers behind him were already scared.

If you just march rashly at night, if you encounter any accidents in the middle of the journey, the team of hundreds of people will inevitably be in chaos. At that time, with the more than a hundred soldiers under your command, you may not be able to protect a group of more than twenty merchants.

Although the merchants and soldiers were extremely reluctant, more than a hundred people still found a slope outside the village under Huang Jin's order.

The soldiers lit a bonfire and took out the dry food and clean water from the carriage.

There is very little fresh water carried with you, so everyone can only save money.

It is rainy in spring and summer again, and the surroundings are extremely wet. In addition, there was a massacre three or five days ago, and hundreds of corpses were piled up in the paddy fields.

The Ming army was afraid that the epidemic would arise, so they took out strong liquor from the carriage, soaked it with a cotton cloth, wiped their bodies and clothes, and sprinkled some quicklime near the camp.

In fact, if you saw such a dead place in the past, you should stay away as soon as possible. But in this situation, if you march at night, you will only encounter greater chaos, and the Ming army and the merchants can only stay here for a night.

Take out the dry firewood and light it with gunpowder, and the group raises a bonfire outside the tent.

Most of the people had not yet dripped rice in one day, and the scenes they saw in the evening made them vomit sour water in their stomachs. But even so, the stench that spread around them still made them lose their appetite.

The Ming army guards and Huang Jin's soldiers were vigilant together.

At night, two squads of the Ming army fell, and the soldiers in Huben Town guarded for the first half of the night, and Fubo guarded for the second half of the night.

It was not until the morning when the sky was slightly bright that everyone stood up.

The caravan's speed on this day was much faster than the previous day.

Everyone wanted to stay away from this village, as if there were evil ghosts chasing them in the village behind.

The team moved northward. Since the Chinese merchants did not carry horses this time, Yang Yandi specially transferred more than 50 donkeys and mules from various villages to assist in pulling the cart.

The more than 100 soldiers Huang Jin brought had more than ten cavalry, but they were all Yunnan horses, with only more than ten horses, and most of them were old and some were even disabled, so they could not be used as war horses, and they were just for transportation.

Out of trust in Lin Xu, Huang Jin specially moved two Dian horses to Lin Xu and Ding Ge.

Other merchants and soldiers could only walk on their own legs.

"Mr. Lin, your musketman is pretty good, and your firearm is also excellent. Unfortunately, there are no spearmen. When you meet a cavalry, you will probably be gone if you charge."

Along the way, Huang Jin was looking at the Ming army escorting Chinese merchants.

Among the more than 30 people escorting the merchants, twenty people actually carried muskets, and a long sword and a short sword were attached to their waists.

Whether it was the armored firearm on his body or the momentum along the way, he almost crushed the more than a hundred soldiers he brought.

It is not difficult to guess that they were the elite troops of the Luzon Ming court, and they might even be servants of a certain town general.

Therefore, Huang Jin is also known as an adult for Lin Xu.

"We are fighting with foreigners and pirates in Luzon. We have never encountered foreigners' cavalry. We don't know if the guns and cannons in our hands can deal with them." Lin Xu smiled and said implicitly.

"If you meet an ordinary horse team, as long as you line up properly, it will not be difficult to drive away with firearms. But if you meet the Eight Banners of the Tartars, it will be hung." Huang Jin shook his head.

Many people in the Ming army heading south to Annan used muskets. Although many were left behind in Guangnan, a considerable number was still retained.

However, in humid areas like Annan, gunpowder is prone to moisture and the gun barrels are prone to rust. In addition, the fire rate and accuracy of the musket are not as good as bows and arrows, and they are even prone to explosions.

Therefore, most officers and soldiers do not like to use it.

Previously, Yang Yandi and Huang Jin hoped that Chinese merchants could bring firearms, which were more of guns like Frankie than fire sticks like muskets.

After hearing Huang Jin's words, Lin Xu just smiled and did not answer.

The Luzon Ming army had never encountered a cavalry, nor had they formed a strait such as spearmen and cavalry.

As soon as we formed a firearm unit like Huben Town, a large amount of silver personnel had been consumed. In addition, there were shortages of horses in the South Ocean. The Western war horses brought by the Spanish from Europe were indeed tall and were quite suitable for military horses.

But the problem is that these Western horses came from Europe with the Spanish.

This guy is smaller than the red-haired ghost. He usually acts as a pedestal for Spanish officers. When he was fighting Ravague, the Ming army seized more than ten horses.

However, they were all divided by Liu Yu and several town generals, so how could they form a horse team?

In the Ming army, those who can use donkeys and mules are only artillery teams.

After all, those cannons can only move hundreds or thousands of pounds, or even thousands of pounds.

Even if there are cannon cars, they cannot be pulled by manpower alone, and require a large amount of livestock.

Therefore, if you buy war horses from various places, they are basically used as animal power for artillery teams. You can't even think about forming cavalry.

The two chatted without a word, and soon two or three hours passed.

The noon sun shines on the official road through the rain and fog, and the warm sunshine dispels the moisture along the way.

After half a day, a caravan with more than 100 people rushed for more than twenty miles. Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the next village, everyone gradually relaxed.

The soldiers gradually became lazy, and many even got on the carriage pulled by mules.

"Down." A young soldier angrily scolded several soldiers who had secretly boarded the carriage.

Several soldiers disagreed with the boy's angry shout.

"This car and this mule are all from our adults. If you have the guts, tell us." A veteran looked at the young soldier with contempt with yellow teeth showing his mouth.

"I almost forgot that the goods on this car are indeed yours, and you can carry them yourself." Several soldiers took the opportunity to pick up a piece of cotton cloth on the car and wanted to throw it down.

"You," the young man quickly reached out to pick him up, but unexpectedly stepped on the pit on the side and fell directly into it. His military uniform was soaked in turbid sewage, and his hair was scattered and covered in mud, looking quite embarrassed.

This embarrassed look made the soldiers nearby laugh.

Along the way, these Ming army guards in military uniforms had already made the veterans very dissatisfied, and now they naturally burst into laughter when they saw this.

The several flag officials who accompanied him did not ask much about this and walked in front of him without even notice.

Several soldiers directly picked up the wine pot tied around their waists and started drinking on their own.

Gulugulu, just as several soldiers were drinking happily.

Suddenly, a soldier's pupils shrank, and a black dot flew out quickly from the mountains and forests beside him and flew straight towards him.

"Swoosh." An arrow was inserted straight into the wine pot.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine and wine spilled out.

"Woo, woo..."

The wheels rolled, and the cart was also undulating, with wine spilling all over the ground. The soldiers behind him looked up and looked up, but they suddenly found that there was a splash of blood along the road.

"No, the enemy attacked." Several soldiers in the car reacted, but several more arrows flew over.

"Ah." A soldier was shot in the thigh with an arrow and fell down screaming.

Several nearby carriages and more than a dozen soldiers suddenly panicked.

Whoosh, whoosh, a few more arrows, and the arrow pierced into the mule's thigh in front of him.
Chapter completed!