C547 Where are the mercenaries?

"The new army is recruiting for mercenaries. They sold a thousand of the silver s in one night …" "The wounded and wounded will be rewarded with 2,000 hawks. Your wife, children, and parents will be raised in the Special Zone …"

"Is there anyone who would like to register? Fellow villagers, this is to protect our home. There are no perfect eggs under this nest …"

The refugees in the vicinity of the Special Zone were mostly concentrated in the northwest corner. This place was protected by a tall wall, and was also an area that was difficult to cover by cannonballs at sea. Over ten thousand people who had been swept by Maylor were hiding here.

A few civil officials from the Special Administrative Region were shouting in the chaotic alimentary canal. However, their efforts were in vain. Only a little over a hundred strong and young men bravely walked out.

Many of them looked numb. Even a few who were ready to move would be held down by their families. The white-haired old mother and crying wife, even if they wanted you to be their slave again, they didn't want you to risk your life.

"Ah!" "Mother does not ask for you to be rich, but to live on in peace …" It's good that we're still alive. We're going to be alive! "

This was the common wish of Chinese people for thousands of years. As long as a person was alive, it was fine. Whether it was noble or lowly, it was enough to live.

The civil servants went around the area three times before finally sighing and leaving, bringing the hundred over mercenaries back to report to General Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was so angry just by looking at it, "It's that little? [Is there really such a small number of people who are willing to repay the favor of the Prime Minister?] F * ck … Maylor killed their families and burned their homes. The Prime Minister's Special Zone had saved their lives, even if it wasn't for the Prime Minister, but for themselves, they should still stand up and fight against the enemies, right? "

Tie Toutuo patted Liu Lang's shoulders to comfort him, "General, do not be agitated. The Prime Minister said that the citizens under the Qing Dynasty's rule have long been scared out of their wits by the slaughter and enslavement. It is only natural that they would be numb.

"Let's just watch and see. China is so big, it's impossible for hundreds of millions of people to awaken all of them. All we can do is to use our efforts to make the number of people we awaken increase …"

Tie Toutuo looked at the deathly still slum. He knew that there were a lot of people peeping and also knew that there were a lot of people listening attentively. Tie Toutuo sighed and raised his voice.

"Fellow villagers, it's hard to leave your home, and no one wants their family to die, so you all have to live a long life. That's why you all live in peace, so you all always fantasize that a butcher's knife will not fall onto your heads. When your neighbors, relatives, and friends met a tragic death, you all even felt inexplicably relieved …"

"You don't have to deny it. You think that the butcher has already killed a lot of people and the lamb is already full, so you won't kill yourself again. All you want is to be a fish that escaped the net!"

With a loud bang, Tie Toutuo smashed his fist on the table, "But have you guys thought about it yet, your so-called 'luck' is built on the miserable deaths of your own kind. How many times can you guys treat a fish that escaped the net as? The homes outside the Special Zone have been destroyed, and you've fled inside. But what if the Special Zone has been breached? "Where else can you guys escape to …"

"When the walls have been blown away and the enemy's knife is placed on your neck, do you want to be the fish that escaped the net?" Other than hiding your head in the hole and pretending that nothing exists, what else can you do but entrust your lives to the mercy of your enemies? "

"I just can't do it for myself... Like a person... Going to risk it all? Even once, you can taste what it's like to be a person! "Is it enough to be a servant …"

These heartbreaking words made all the hot-blooded men unable to hold back anymore. At that time, there were already many people rushing towards the outside. "Fuck, I'm also a seven foot man, I'll do it …"

"Count me in …" And me... "And us …" The entire shack was in an uproar.

However, no matter how hot-blooded a warrior was, they were afraid of their mother's tears and the weeping of their wives and children. Countless old people threw themselves on the ground and hugged their child's thigh while crying bitterly.

"You are not allowed to leave, I will not let you leave …" [You are unfilial if you want to leave. You are treason …] "I don't understand anything. I don't want to hear anything. I just want you to be alive, alive is fine …"

"You can't leave when you're at home. We won't be able to live if you leave us orphans and widows behind …" For the sake of the baby, please come back … Come back! "

The entire refugee camp was in chaos. Children were crying and adults were shouting. A man who wanted to walk out was kidnapped by family love, and in the end, only fifty people walked out.

Liu Lang and Tie Toutuo looked at the hundred over people in front of them, both of them at a loss of whether to laugh or cry. At that moment, they had doubts about the great plan the Prime Minister had described. Could a country really be rich and powerful?

"Forget it, I will leave Tie Toutuo Special Zone with you. I will bring these over a hundred brothers to cross the river to support the cannon emplacement … I gave Ye Qiu a promise, so I can't go back on my word! "

Just then, a pair of white light suddenly flashed out from within the darkness, blinking as they approached them. Before Tie Toutuo could ask, a few figures appeared out of the darkness, causing everyone to jump in shock.

The group of black craftsmen who originally walked over without making a sound was the first batch of Black Uncle Ji Mu who was hired by Xiao Letian to travel across the ocean.

Uncle Ji Mu was now a popular man in the Tanggu. Back then, he had come to China with the scissor boat from Wealth. Furthermore, he had personally helped Xiao Letian operate an advanced coin forging machine.

Ji Mu was a black technician from Pittsburgh, USA, and had been immersed in manufacturing machinery her entire life. If one asked him about this, he would definitely not be a match for the white engineers, but to say that her actual skills were that of an engineer.

After that, as a boat full of black craftsmen came to East Asia from afar, Ji Mu's status also changed. Not only did he have to work, she also had to manage the blacks later, making him the leader of the Tanggu.

Now that the Industrial Zones had started, many complex machine tools needed his help to set them up, so in this half a year, he no longer floated above the ocean.

"Mr. Ji Mu? "Why are you guys here …" Liu Lang asked in astonishment.

"General Liu, the two hundred black technicians behind me have decided to fight … I hope you will allow me to! " After Ji Mu finished speaking, three neat rows of square magic arrays appeared behind him. Inside the arrays were the African Americans who worked in the special region.

"This, this, this, this …" How could this work? You are the backbone of the Industrial Zones, and we cannot leave you here. Furthermore, you do not have any obligation to help us fight? " Liu Lang rejected this suggestion at that time.

"Why not? Didn't they, the white merchants and engineers, already go to war? Do you also discriminate against skin color in the old East? "

"No, no, no …" "I don't mean that. I mean, the white businessmen and engineers all have a lot of interests in the Special Zone, the businessmen have a lot of money to invest in the Special Zone, and the engineers also have a share of the profits. So they all fight for their own property …"

"But gentlemen, you are all skilled workers hired by the Special Administrative Region. There is no need for you to get involved, is there? "As long as you remain neutral, even if the enemy attacks this place, nothing will happen to you …"

With that, General Liu Lang suddenly bowed to the black craftsmen, "The Chinese will not discriminate against anyone, you guys are here to help us build the Special Zone, we need your help, please leave behind that power called 'Industry', this is your battlefield …"

Ji Mu laughed, "Sir, thank you very much for your respect, but we already knew that the battle was in danger, as friends, we have the duty to help …."

"Sir, please don't reject us. We know you are in urgent need of troops, so don't blame these refugees. After all, they haven't received any organized training and their minds only have the concept of home and no concept of country. This needs to be slowly changed …"

"But we are different. When we were in the United States, we worked in factories and mines in the north. We were not only familiar with machinery, we were also familiar with all kinds of rifles … Because we make guns ourselves. "The most important thing is, we are workers, we have been trained in organization, we know what discipline is …"

"Only by bringing us along can we defeat our enemies, not a group of commoners who have never entered a battlefield before …" Ji Mu laughed sinisterly, "Not for anything else, I have to work hard for our job, giving us a high salary of $200-300 a year, it is enough for us to recruit mercenaries in America, we have to protect our jobs!"

"What's more, we'll be leaving tonight. I think the reward of a thousand hawks …"

What else was there to say at this time, Liu Lang could only nod his head and say, "Yes, there are. As long as you fight with me, there will be …"

Just like that, the two hundred black army, the hundred fifty strong young men, and the fifty personal guards of Liu Lang started to rush towards the sea under the cover of night.

No one carried a Spencer with enough bullets, and grenades hung around their waists. A group of people passed through the quiet Tanggu district, passed through this dead city, and quickly arrived at the sea river.

The ships that delivered the supplies were still there. The four hundred people had easily crossed the river once, and by the time they reached the east side of the cannons, the battlefield was already so tragic that it could no longer be described with words.

When the hundred over men from the village saw the broken limbs on the ground and the countless corpses and fresh blood that they had vomited, they felt as if they were about to spit out their gallbladder.

"This is hell, this is Asura hell …" "I want to go home, I'm scared …"

"Shut up, this is already a battlefield. Those who dare to run away will be killed without mercy …"

Liu Lang's janissaries used the butts of their spears to smash the troops, as they continuously cursed at him for stabilizing the troops. Liu Lang looked at the cavalrymen who were wreaking havoc on the cannons with fury in his eyes.

"Brothers, follow me, charge up! Kill these mounted soldiers, we will win!"