The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 87 Pathfinding
The morning mist rose from the depths of the withered reed marsh, wrapping around the rotten fishing nets discarded by someone unknown, and the fish bones that had rotted away to the point of being left with only bones. Fortunately, winter was approaching, and the stench had dissipated.

Nine ships were quietly parked on the river with all their masts lowered.

The Cao'e River splits into two when it reaches Sheng County, one flowing into Jinhua Prefecture and the other into Taizhou Prefecture. The tributary ends in the Tiantai Mountain area, which is Huading Peak, the area where the Japanese pirate Menduolang was killed in Hexi Xiaoying a few days ago.

Tang Ping personally brought people from Yangzhong Island to guard the grain boats.

Logically speaking.

The Japanese pirates here have been eliminated, and no one should be so blind as to come here again.

So the general agreed to meet here and asked them to wait for ten days.

The general was a man of great skill and courage. He dared to advance alone into the deep, teach the Japanese pirates a severe lesson, suppress their arrogance, and force back the Japanese pirates who were spreading everywhere.

There are many pirates, but few generals.

This move was quite bluffing. Although everyone knew that the general was doing it for the good of the people, they still had to worry.

That's the general. If it were me, I would definitely not dare to do that.

Tang Ping felt a little anxious.

If you get entangled, or...
Tang Ping was still uneasy.

Suddenly I saw the flag.

"The general is back."

Hearing the shouting from the bow, the old man surnamed Tang in the cabin breathed a sigh of relief. His son actually advised him not to come, so he slapped his son in the face, thinking he was a bastard who didn't know how to repay his gratitude.

I can't rely on my son anymore.

I have been timid and useless since I was a child. Although I have a good character, I have no opinion of my own. I can only rely on my grandson. I hope my grandson grows up quickly so that he can follow the general and become a hero.

The ship began to approach the shore and lowered the gangplank.

The soldiers hurried to board the ship, and the people on the ship also re-erected the mast and hoisted the sails.

The soldiers who returned were exhausted, and many of them were covered in blood.

"A lot of people were injured."

The captain felt a little distressed. Old Man Tang, who was helping him with his work, cursed after hearing this: "What a waste! It's all the blood of the Japanese pirates. You don't have any sense at all."

I thought so many people were injured, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

How many Japanese pirates had to be killed to shed so much blood?

Good kill.

For the first time, the captain did not curse back.

Tang Ping looked at the soldiers who had returned.

It's different.

It's really different.

After the soldiers returned to the ship, they arranged the cabins and fell asleep one by one. There was no life at all, but Tang Ping could sense a different feeling, as if they were reborn.

From today on, these soldiers can be called veterans.

It is no weaker than the Wang family army back then.

Tang Ping admired him immensely.

I have seen the soldiers led by Liu Tong, and I have also trained them on the island, but no matter who it is, the team he leads cannot compare with the general's, even if they learned everything from the general.

They were clearly using the same moves, so they shouldn't be able to break through, yet none of them could defeat the general.

"sail."

Wang Xin boarded the boat and waited until everyone was settled before ordering his return to Yangzhou.

With the marching speed of the Beijing Army, even if they haven't reached Yingtian Prefecture yet, they will be almost there.

I was the vanguard of the Beijing Camp because Admiral Zhu Wei was forced by the situation at the time and needed someone to take the lead, and I just happened to show up.

Now the Prime Minister has won a great victory.

Next, will it be the Beijing camp that defeats the Japanese pirates through military achievements, or will it be the civil officials of the Yingtian Prefecture Military Department who command well and recruit the Japanese pirates? Who makes the greatest contribution depends on their own ability.

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

Or maybe it's not that the fierce dragon can't cross the river.

Wang Xin couldn't see clearly, so he killed him first as a sign of respect.

Having reached the position of admiral, Wang Xin did not think that Zhu Wei was just a puppet and had no ideas of his own.

He opened up the situation for him, killed many people on all sides, severely destroyed the prestige of the Japanese pirates, and boosted his own morale. The situation of surrender was no longer imminent. If Zhu Wei still didn't dare to fight, Wang Xin would have no choice.

Go back to the Lin Mansion to apologize.

Can a gentleman be deceived? Anyway, Lao Lin has a good character and will not do anything to me.

After explaining everything to Tang Ping, he made sure that he had not missed anything.

He trusted Tang Ping very much and was not worried that Tang Ping would cut off his head in his dream. The next moment, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Tang Ping saw the general snoring because he was too tired, and his face was full of heartache and pride.

He covered the general with a quilt, left the cabin, and personally guarded the cabin door with a long knife in his hand. Even when he went to urinate, he had someone bring a urine bucket and never left his side.

Slept for a whole day and night.

Tang Ping asked someone to bring food, and just a moment later, Old Man Tang came with a casserole of braised chicken.

"So fast?" Tang Ping was incredulous.

The person next to Old Man Tang laughed and said, "The old man has been watching the stove for half a day, waiting for the general to wake up, worried that the general would be hungry. Smell, this chicken is so delicious, and he didn't even give us a sip of soup."

Tang Ping couldn't help laughing.

"General."

The people entering the house shouted.

Wang Xin rubbed his eyes, washed his face, and regained his spirit. When he saw these familiar faces and recognized them, his mood immediately improved.

Soon the fragrance returned.

"It's delicious."

Wang Xin had a good appetite.

Old Man Tang put the casserole on the table with a smile and opened the lid. The whole cabin was filled with fragrance and Tang Ping couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"General, eat quickly! This chicken was raised by this old man on the island and brought aboard specifically for your stomach." Old Man Tang glanced at everyone and said, "Except for the general, no one else can have a bite."

"This old man is so stingy."

Some people were speechless.

But everyone also knew the old man's character. Since they came to the island and divided the land, the old man's temper became worse and worse. But everyone was happy with it. Life was better now, and no one had to live under the guise of others.

"Let's eat together. Brothers, I can't finish it even if you watch me eat. Besides, it's such a big pot, I can't finish it by myself."

Wang Xin smiled and sat down at the table, looking at Old Man Tang.

Old Man Tang didn't object anymore.

Seeing this, the others happily came to the table and enjoyed the fragrant casserole braised chicken.

"It's a pity that Old Man Tang doesn't become a chef."

"You don't understand. The old man is afraid of wasting food, so he makes sure the food is delicious. We are blessed to be able to eat the food cooked by the old man on our island. It's a pity that the old man is getting more and more arrogant."

"Just eat, I can't stop you from eating."

While serving rice to the general, Old Man Tang picked up a soup spoon and sprinkled thick chicken soup into the white rice. This kind of rice tastes so delicious. Then, when he saw everyone teasing him, he didn't forget to curse back.

Wang Xin ate very full.

Only when he was with his brothers did he not have to worry so much. After eating and drinking, there was a lot of fun. A few more people came over on the swaying boat, all of them were in high spirits. However, old man Tang felt sorry for the general and worried that he had not had enough rest, so he drove everyone away.

Wang Xin called out to Tang Ping, "Do you have any writing materials on board?"

"Have."

Tang Ping hurried to make arrangements.

Paper, pen and ink were brought in, and Wang Xin wrote the victory report on his original desk.

"According to the orders of the Admiral, our 453 men went to Huading Peak and eliminated 337 levels of Japanese pirates. We seized 200 tattered jackets, over 100 cloth belts, and over 70 pairs of straw sandals."

The battle results are described in great detail, in a very long paragraph.

"According to the orders of our commander-in-chief, nearly 700 of our troops will go to Yuexi and eliminate 212 Japanese pirates."

"According to the orders of our commander-in-chief, nearly 700 of our troops will proceed to Sanmen and eliminate them in the eastern suburbs."

In short.

All glory goes to the Admiral.

Wang Xin followed this purpose.

"Admiral of our headquarters?"

Tang Ping couldn't help but laugh. "This is the first time I've seen such good news from the General. Does the Admiral really value the General? Is Master Lin reliable?"

"do not know."

Hearing this, Tang Ping became puzzled.

Since nothing is certain, why is the general rushing to flatter others?

Tang Ping had a straightforward personality, and Wang Xin knew his character, so he gave him direct instructions, "After you return this time, quietly pick out those brothers who are unwilling to farm. But I hope it's not too big, as I'm not sure what will happen next."

Some people don't want to farm.

Some people just want to be soldiers and fight.

After half a year of settling down, the brothers of Wang Jiajun should be able to understand what they want.

The path you choose.

Let’s go on together.

However, Wang Xin was not sure whether Admiral Zhu Wei could keep his promise and promote him to guerrilla. But considering his son Zhu Shenggong's active style, if he didn't have any ambition, why would he win him over?
It shouldn't be a big problem, but I can't say for sure.

Be bold in doing things and think carefully.

It has always been my own criterion.

Tang Ping was overjoyed when he heard this.

I had said a long time ago that I wanted to rejoin the team, but the general never agreed.

(End of this chapter)