Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

The captain of the scout team immediately sent five people back to report, while he and the others quickly ran to the dock at the alley entrance.

When we arrived at the dock, we didn't see a single warship.

The scout captain was already certain that this was an empty island and that the rebels had all fled by boat.

So he hurried back to Huoshao Island to report to Yang Jie.

When Yang Jie heard the scouts report that the rebel camp was empty, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the rebels really escaped by sea?

So he decisively ordered the Han camp to cross the pontoon bridge first and land on the island and take quick action.

At this moment, the scout captain came back, and Yang Jie hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

The scout captain gasped and said, "Sir, there is not a single ship in the harbor!"

When Yang Jie heard this, he was overjoyed. Half of the 50,000 Han soldiers had already crossed the pontoon bridge and landed on the island, and the rest were also crossing the river one after another.

Yang Jie finally let go of his worries. He believed that all the rebels must have gone out to sea and there would be no danger anymore.

He immediately ordered the Han camp to speed up their actions and land on the island as soon as possible.

At this moment, Yang Jie began to conceive the victory scene of this landing operation in his mind. He imagined how he would fabricate a fierce battle and defeat the rebels and make them flee in panic.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile proudly, as if he saw his future of promotion, wealth and glory.

At 5 pm, all the Han camp and the Eight Banners soldiers had landed on Xiamen Island and lined up on the beach to set out. They lined up neatly, knowing that there were no enemy troops on the island and they didn't have to fight desperately, and they all smiled happily.

The vanguard was the left army of the Han battalion commander Fuying. Ten thousand soldiers lined up in neat rows and marched with firm steps on the road under Foxtail Mountain. They were wearing bright armor and holding sharp weapons, looking majestic.

Following closely behind was the right army of Changfu Camp, who were equally imposing and marching steadily. Behind them was the 20,000 soldiers of Lianjiang Luoyuan Camp. This huge army was like a surging torrent, shocking.

The last to come were the 3,000 Eight Banners cavalrymen, who rode tall and mighty war horses, wore heavy armor, and held long spears, like giant steel beasts. Their presence added a sense of majesty and dominance to the entire team.

The Qing army marched in columns on the avenue with orderly steps.

This doesn't look like a battle at all, it's more like a large-scale military march.

When the last cavalryman entered the ambush line, Chief of Staff Zhu Youli raised the Mauser rifle in his hand, aimed at an Eight Banners cavalryman, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang..." The gunshot sounded, crisp and loud. This shot was like a signal flare, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the battlefield. Then, eight thousand rifles aimed at the three thousand Eight Banners cavalry behind them, the gunshots rang out, and dense bullets poured down like raindrops.

At the same time, hundreds of Maxim heavy machine guns also roared, spitting flames with fierce firepower. For a moment, the battlefield was filled with smoke, flames shot up into the sky, and gunshots resounded through the sky.

Before these Eight Banner soldiers could react, they were caught off guard by the sudden attack. They were terrified and fled in all directions, but there was nowhere to escape. Under the dense firepower, they fell to the ground and died, and their blood dyed the ground red.

The battlefield was filled with smoke, flames, shouts and screams, which was horrifying. However, the soldiers of the Han camp in front were not attacked. They continued to move forward. The left army of the Changfu camp, which was in the front, had already met the soldiers of the Tiandi Army Guard Corps.

"Surrender without killing!"

"Surrender your weapons!"

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The soldiers of the Tiandi Army shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the sky, as if to shatter the land. They waved their weapons and issued a final ultimatum to the officers and soldiers of the Han camp.

Some officers and soldiers in the Han camp still resisted stubbornly and refused to lay down their weapons, but when they heard the gunshots, they immediately became obedient.

They obediently threw their weapons to the ground, raised their hands and knelt down to beg for mercy, and never dared to act rashly again.

At the same time, Yang Jie, who was standing on Huoshao Island, couldn't help but widen his eyes and look shocked after hearing such intensive gunfire.

The sound of gunfire was not unfamiliar to him, as he had heard the same sound that day when he witnessed three ironclad ships attacking the navy warships.

Yang Jie realized that he had fallen into the enemy's trap, but he did not hesitate or panic. Instead, he immediately turned around and ran towards the first section of the floating bridge, hoping to escape from this dangerous place. However, fate did not seem to favor him. At this moment, a familiar whistling sound in the air came again.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a shell fell from the sky and landed accurately near the floating bridge. The huge impact caused a water column as high as 100 meters, splashing water everywhere, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world. The first section of the floating bridge could not withstand such an impact and instantly became fragmented and completely fell apart.

Immediately afterwards, another shell hit the second section of the pontoon bridge, further exacerbating the situation. The structure of the pontoon bridge was destroyed, lost its support, and eventually disintegrated.

In the distance, a huge ship spewing black smoke was heading towards Huoshao Island.

Yang Jie was completely panicked at this moment. The floating bridge was blown up and he had no way to escape. He could only sit and wait for death.

Looking at the 3,000 Eight Banners cavalrymen, both men and horses had fallen, the ground was flowing like a river of blood, it was a horrible sight!

Since the vast majority of people in the Han camp had surrendered, the artillery positions on the mountain did not fire a single shell. The artillery battalion commander exclaimed that his work was in vain and that this battle was very frustrating!

Many of the officers of the Han Camp knew the officers of the Jinxia Navy. Many of them were former guards of the Ming Dynasty and were under the jurisdiction of the Fuzhou Duwei Mansion.

Therefore, the captives in the Han camp cooperated very well with the work and consciously cleared out the die-hard Qing slaves and supervisors in the team.

Fleet Commander Zhang Xiaolong looked at the prisoners and said solemnly: "All those who have been cleared out will be arrested and kept as hard labor. As for the others, if they are willing to stay, they can be absorbed into the Marine Brigade and the Coastal Defense Brigade; if they are not willing, let them go home!"

As night fell, among the 40,000 Han camp soldiers, 500 were killed in battle, 2,000 were cleared out, and more than 30,000 were willing to stay and join the army. Only a few thousand chose to go home.

This sudden change caused the Eastern Fleet to be seriously overstaffed. The commander had originally planned to have 30,000 men, but now there were 18,000 more men!

Faced with such a situation, Zhang Xiaolong felt somewhat helpless, but he knew very well that Ryukyu was also facing a shortage of troops.

After all, Ryukyu has a small land area, a sparse population, and very limited military resources.

Therefore, these extra soldiers could be sent to Ryukyu as supplementary forces. This not only solved the problem of overstaffing in the Eastern Fleet, but also met Ryukyu's demand for manpower, killing two birds with one stone.