Zampalini kicked the stones under her feet bored. It was July 4th today, and the last group of Shun troops disappeared on the distant horizon yesterday. They might have retreated to the place called Shaanxi, or to attack other Ming cities. In short, they would not look like they would return to this desolate coast. When they evacuated, they left more than 200 soldiers who were injured in previous battles and were sick and unable to follow the large army to their side, and announced that they were controlled by Mo Ming, the Ninghai defense commander. In addition to these people, there were about three or four hundred Ming soldiers who were surrendered to Shun, who were not willing to leave Shandong and follow Guo Sheng to fight in Henan and Shaanxi. Guo Sheng did not force himself and threw them all to the people of the East Coast.

Poor, these Ming soldiers didn't know whose hands they fell into. Zampalini looked at them with gloating eyes. These people thought Shaanxi was far enough. So did they know that there was an east coast farther on this earth than Shaanxi? I ​​really want to see their expressions at that time.

The five steam engine sailboats returned to load more than 4,000 Ming people and left the coast yesterday. Their destination is said to be Dabo. The river valley sandwiched between the mountains in the northwest of Dabo is very fertile, with a large number of bison, moose and reindeer. Perhaps the superiors had a fancy to this fertile black soil zone and were ready to place all the collected refugees there, burning wasteland, grazing cattle and sheep, catching fish and shrimps, and turning this valley into a solid rear of the people on the east coast.

There are two or three thousand Ming refugees on the coast, all of whom Guo Sheng used to pay the "payment" of the arms. It can be seen that these people did not come here "voluntarily". Perhaps the Shun Army general Guo Sheng used the same method as the people on the east coast, that is, to force them to leave their residence and go to a new place to settle down. Every night these days, a large number of Ming people would escape in the darkness of the night. They endured the severe pain, climbed over barbed wire, and fled in a hurry amid the heart-wrenching barking of wolf dogs.

In fact, Zampalini didn't understand the behavior of these people. In his opinion, Shandong is now in a totally short of food. Even if they escape, it would be difficult for them to get food. Unless the wealthy landlords were willing to share precious food with them, this was obviously impossible. He didn't understand what these people had to lose. Is it freedom? They were almost starving to death, do they still care about the so-called freedom? People on the east coast have high-yield corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes and other grains, and a large number of people were organized to dig irrigation ditches, so everyone could plant crops near Yantai with peace of mind. Moreover, everyone still had rich fish to supplement nutrition, so he couldn't understand why these people escaped.

But it is gratifying that some people escaped, but some people escaped. In addition to a few well-informed and unowned refugees, there are some Shunguo officials who were wanted by local landlords. Some of these people came alone, some brought a small number of followers, and even brought more than a hundred soldiers to take refuge - but most of their weapons seemed to be lost.

Zamparini doesn't think they have lost the honor that soldiers deserve. Because when you face enemies of the same level with a great advantage in numbers, everything will become difficult. They encounter local rebellions, then fight and finally are forced to retreat, and things are that simple.

Zanparini also heard about the arrangements for these people. This is not a secret. When the superior officers chatted, they had already revealed a lot of news to Zanparini and other grassroots officers. In fact, Chief Mo was preparing to reorganize these people. At present, Dashun scattered soldiers and horses fled to Yantai have reached more than 600, most of them have horses, and they seem to have many years of combat experience. Therefore, they have certain combat effectiveness and are quite determined. Regarding the situations that Yantai Fortress may face in the next year, the people of the East Coast have a clear estimate from top to bottom, that is, they must be prepared to be besieged several times or even ten times as many as the Qing army.

In such a situation, these cavalry actually do not have much use. Therefore, the superiors seem to be preparing to use their own advantages to control the sea to open up a second battlefield, and put these highly mobile cavalry into the enemy's weak spots to attack to reduce the pressure on the front battlefield. For example, Zamparini vaguely heard that the proud staff had formulated a bold "Shenyang Military Parade" plan. Although they did not know the specific content, just listening to the name was already horrifying! I have been in Shandong for a long time. Zamparini naturally knew that Chenyang was the capital of the Qing Dynasty, and took hundreds of cavalry to parade near the capital of the Qing Dynasty? No, this is unrealistic! This is too crazy!

The commands were heard one after another on the landing field. It was the military troupe led by Corporal Jinwugui. Guo Sheng indeed brought five thousand stones of grain, but how to say, he played tricks when delivering the grain. That is, he did not deliver all the wheat or rice that both sides had defaulted, but mixed grains, such as wheat, rice, corn, black beans, etc. Zamparini had the honor of seeing these grains, most of which were not the new grain harvested this year, but the old grain. There was even a sign of a royal palace on many bags containing grain. The grain inside had a faint smell of mold, but it was this kind of grain that was almost moldy, and these should-be respected princes were unwilling to distribute it to their own citizens.

It's better than those dirty and corrupt churches, Zamparini secretly despised him.

"Why are you still being here? Organize those refugees to move food." A thunderous voice sounded in his ears. Zamparini looked up and found that it was Gao Shan, the deputy company commander of this company. Gao Shan was big and thick, and had a very good relationship with Zamparini in private. He used to be the platoon leader of the grenadier platoon, but this time he was lucky enough to leave when he was expanding the army. It is said that this guy was originally from Dezhou, Shandong, and his profession was a monk. Later, he was taken to the east coast. Although it was said that monks in the country could not eat meat, Gao Shan's first hobby was to eat beef, La Plata veal, South African yellow beef, and New China Hump Beef. There was nothing he didn't want to eat, so Zamparini doubted his piety to God.

"Gao Lian, no ship, where is the food transported? Could it be to go by land? I heard that the two officials from the Qing Dynasty came to recruit surrender have arrived in the area of ​​Texas. The two local landlord armed forces who had rifts against each other are scrambling to negotiate surrender with them. After expelling Shun State officials, the former Ming State officials were also watching the wind and ready to surrender at any time. In this case, you let us transport by land? This is too difficult." Zanpalini said with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense." Gao Shan smiled and slapped Zamparini's palm like a fan on his shoulder, saying, "Look at the bay, what is that?"

"Hey, is there really a ship coming? Ah, it must be the troops that went to North Korea to 'borrow grain'. They are back?! Yes, it's been a month since they went there, and it's time to come back. The combat effectiveness of the North Koreans is too weak and they can't cause any trouble to them. I guess the gains from their operations should be quite large." Zanparini murmured at several large sailing ships sailing from afar. The bright red naval flags hanging on the masts of these sailing ships should be no mistake.

"Then you need to say, act quickly and stop being too slow." Gao Shan reminded him, and then took away a few pieces of jerky from Zampalini's pocket.

Six ships, including the Baobabies and the Hump Cows, were lined up in the sea and left their anchors. Soon, a large number of small boats were placed on the ships and rowed towards the shore with the efforts of the sailors. Seeing this scene, Zanpalini no longer dashed and took the soldiers under his command to drive away the "migrants" to ship supplies, and then boarded the ship. The vagrants seemed to know that they would have been thousands of miles as soon as they boarded the ship, and they were very resistant and unwilling to cooperate. However, their arms could not resist their thighs. After seeing the bright bayonets on the gun barrels of the soldiers, they finally chose to obey, and then either cried in a low voice, or silently carried the grain bags on the shore, and loaded them on the boats on the beach to the coast.

Mao Desheng walked on the muddy beach with deep feet and shallow feet. After seeing the appearance of these refugees, he frowned slightly. Guo Sheng, a guy who didn't know where to bring people. Although these Ming people were full of vegetables and were malnourished, they were better than the refugees in Deng, Lai and Qing. It seems that the living conditions of the people in Shandong along the canal were not as bad as they imagined. After all, they were from a prosperous area. According to the Chinese nature of relocating their hometown, if they could survive in their hometown, they would never leave their hometown. Most of these people from Yanzhou and Jinan were from Shandong. This way, it is understandable.

But it is best not to do such collective migration in the future. The people are too resistant to it, and their work efficiency will not be too high. Although they will slowly change after they are divided into local areas, cattle, houses, and daughters-in-law, it is not appropriate in the end. If the Qing government can seize the opportunity and use the public opinion voice in the hands of the people on the East Coast to criticize the "pirates" style of the people on the East Coast, it will inevitably lead to a sharp decline in the image of the people on the north coast. In fact, the people on the East Coast now have no positive images, because the right to speak is always in the hands of the literati and gentry, and the people on the East Coast have a standard hostile relationship with them - at least in the Denglai area. The people are blindly following these literati and gentry, and they are whatever they say, and they never even question it. Then the people on the East Coast will not have a good life in the northern coastal areas in the future.
Chapter completed!