Chapter 1861: The military merit is not enough, the city is robbed
The Song army's fleet was powerful, and the Indians had never seen the power of artillery. The Song army warships that appeared in the fog seemed like ghosts. Before the Indians could react, they destroyed Wucha Port with the force of Mount Tai.
The small fortress was split into pieces and turned into powder, and countless casualties were killed or injured. Such a power was not something that the Indians could compete with.
But this was not over yet. The Song army's warships began to dock and moor. Soldiers continued to pour out from the huge cabin, with thousands of people wearing hard and holding sharp edges, forming an army formation to advance slowly. Along the way, whenever the Indians who dared to resist would be slaughtered cleanly.
For the Song army, every head is military merit, and it cannot be given up at will. As for the prisoners... do the navy fleet need prisoners when they go to war?
Wucha Port became lively again, but it only started after the Song army was stationed. After all the Indians in Wucha Port were executed, the Song army began to replenish the needs in Wucha Port.
After sailing on the sea for a long time, the Song army began to rest after the docking of the land. Shi San knew that only in this way could the soldiers of the navy retain their fighting spirit and combat power.
Gupta and Gauer were already as dull as stone sculptures. When they looked at each other, they saw shock in each other's eyes. Fortunately, they ran away early, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Only the two of them ran out of Wucha Port.
Faced with this unstoppable force, the two of them subconsciously chose to report to the nearest city. Even the navy of the Song Dynasty still fled at the fastest speed. It was so terrible. The destruction from the appearance of the Song army's warships to Wucha Port was only half a quarter of an hour!
The two of them ran very fast, as if Song Jun was rushing over behind their butts at any time.
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In Wucha Port, several soldiers from the Song Dynasty moved a long case and placed it in the flattest place. Wang Shuo walked over with a box, swept the gravel on the sweeping floor with his feet, put the stool and sat on it.
Shi San rushed over immediately, standing on the side with his head stretched out, and Wang Shuo glanced at him slowly and used the exquisite knife in his arms to pick off the wax seal on the box: "General, why are you so anxious?"
Although it was a sentence from Feng Qingyundan, there were many complaints in his tone.
Shi San glared at him: "Nonsense, this is related to the first time our Fujian Navy went on a war. If it is a small success, how can we explain to the officials and the court?"
Wang Shuo was furious and pointed to the ruins around him and shouted: "You ordered all the artillery to open fire in an instant. This small Wucha Port was almost blown into pieces. Not to mention military merits, the ammunition alone was a big expense. How do you think we should report to the court? Can the Three Divisions not participate in your book, can you participate in my book, and can you participate in the Fujian Navy?!"
Shi San touched his chin: "I didn't expect this. It's probably because it can match the merits and demerits?"
Wang Shuo nodded helplessly: "That's all." He hoped to train himself through the fleet of Rat Three, so that he could gain more capital in the court to get to the next level. Who would have thought that the Fujian Navy encountered such an embarrassing thing when he went abroad for the first time.
There are a lot of military achievements, but it consumes more!
This Shi San always thought about annihilation of the enemy to the greatest extent and reduce the damage of the soldiers to the greatest extent, but he forgot to save money for the court and at least save a little ammunition for artillery.
Wang Shuo discovered that if he wanted to gain military merit in this Wucha Battle, he had to plunder the place more and at least obtain enough wealth to cover the full amount of consumption.
He was actually as nervous as Shitou, hoping that while counting military achievements, he could also count the capture of the Song army.
The soldiers kept harvesting the enemy's heads and property, and searching for valuable things from the ruins. The navy and the army were different. The navy obtained the military achievements were uniformly handed over and distributed evenly. In other words, the entire navy was integrated into one, the more military achievements, the more each person had.
The Song Dynasty never gave any discounts in this regard. Zhao Zhen knew that in order to ensure the combat effectiveness of an army, it was necessary to reward and punish appropriately.
After half a day of military achievements and seizure, the thick peach wood booklet was used up. Shit San saw disappointment in Wang Shuo's beautiful fonts, and the numbers at the end were not satisfactory.
Wang Shuo lit the grease, took out the wax pieces from the small box and baked them gently, and pressed them on the edge of the peach wood booklet when they were about to melt.
Looking at Wang Shuo who stretched out his hand, Shi San hit his hand: "Don't rush to use the seal first, why don't we search?"
Wang Shuo took out the seal from his waist and paused, then looked around and said, "How can I search for it if I'm like this? Are you going to go deep into the hinterland?"
Shi San sneered: "Wucha Port is big, can the city be spared?"
"How dare you act without military orders? If there is a police officer, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"At this time, we are still thinking about the old rules. We are in Tianzhu thousands of miles away, not Yunnan Road. The government gave me the right to make arbitrary decisions on the spot. I have the final say in the Fujian Navy!"
Shi San paused and said, "You don't think that if we don't have any military achievements, not only will the face not look good when the news is transmitted back, but you, Sima, are not good-looking either!"
Wang Shuo nodded helplessly. As Rat Three said, the Fujian Navy has always been prosperous and both prosperous and lossy. No one can protect himself. If he is involved in Rat Three, he will not only not be able to pick himself out, but will also make himself the target of public criticism.
At present, there is no other way than to follow him and the three of them to the dark side.
He reached out and put the seal back on his waist, and wiped off the dried wax mark on the peach wood booklet: "I will depend on you this time, if there is another time..."
"Next time I will give you this commander's seal!"
Wang Shuo smiled helplessly and agreed. Only the only one who could use the official seal to curse was the only one who could use the official seal to curse.
At sea, the Song army relied on giant ships and cannons, and they did not use tactical methods, but on land, the Song army could almost dominate the king and not be proficient.
When the soldiers of the Fujian Navy heard that they were going to attack the city, they were not nervous, but were excited. The land warriors of various ships sorted out their arms.
"General, let's take a few guns off?"
"General, can you bring more explosives?"
"General, the whistle horse has been released..."
Countless Yuhou and lieutenants traveled to the temporary camps of warships and Wucha Port. Wang Shuo found that the entire naval fleet was much more orderly on land than on sea. He didn't even need the command of the Rat Three himself, and each battalion made his own affairs.
As soon as the sun reached Zhongtian, the smoke in the camp was already scattered. The most important thing for the army to rectify was to bury the pot and make rice. Only by eating enough can you have the strength to fight.
Several whistle horses entered the camp, and two Indians were thrown in front of Shi San and Wang Shuo, causing a burst of dust...
Chapter completed!