Aztec-style tropical garrison camp burned behind Lin Manjue. In the dark smoke, Lin Sanlao, who had beautiful beards, raised the handle of the axe from his chest, gently hooked it, and pulled out his hand axe.

On the beach not far away, the barracks and soldiers in chaotic and fully armed camps were escorting shirtless American soldiers carrying their shoulders and even pushing cannon frames to transport the plundering supplies to the boats. They were afraid of hunger and no food was left.

If Li Dan was present, he would have been very surprised by their profiteering. The adoptive father sent him to sea to find the "yellow one", which was included.

Lin Xiao sat on the corpse with his legs spread apart, two stones pressing notes, and one hand carrying a Nanyang charcoal pen to record the details of the war, and kept holding the half-baked corn cob in his mouth.

The sequelae of the Eastern Expedition to Guam to Lin Xiao was that he always felt hungry. Even though he had just eaten a meal and had not yet felt full in his abdomen, he just wanted to eat it.

No matter the occasion or time, even corn that has not been sweet for a long time is chewed with relish.

In Lin Manjue's words, it's already good to not be too hungry to eat the thighs of dead bodies.

There were very few enemies left behind in the three camps, a few dozen, and most of them were primitive warriors without firearms and armor, and they were defeated without any effort.

This time, Lin Manjue and his friends did not kill all the enemies, and gathered more than a dozen American prisoners. During the days on the ship, Professor Lin Xiao learned some simple Chinese language. When they could communicate simply, Black King Kong was willing to help them collect the prisoners.

The big tiger and the eagle were not strong enough. At the earliest, the seven soldiers, six of whom had gun injuries were missing, did not survive. Only the Black King Kong who had a gun on his forehead survived.

Until a few days ago, Black King Kong let Lin Xiao know that in fact, the two sides had a neat communication and there was no need to tie them up.

It was very common for the Aztecs to be prisoners after the war, but most of the prisoners in America had to focus on sacrifices and sacrifices. The Ming army raised the Black King Kong fat and added them to kill him to sacrifice to heaven, which made him very grateful.

In their culture, it is normal for the winner to impose the gods on the losers, and if there is a chance to survive, it is also a good situation to fight for them.

Black King Kong can be said to be obedient to Lin Xiao, but the only thing is that the big guy is very resistant to wearing armor and using a long sword.

It is useless to resist. Neither Lin Xiao nor Lin Manjue hope that Black King Kong, who had finally learned Chinese, would be beaten to death on the battlefield.

"Battlefield, you, kill them, don't knock them out, don't take prisoners."

Lin Xiao taught Hei King Kong like this, closed the notes and put them in his backpack, and he said, "If you don't kill him, he will kill you."

Black King Kong, wearing Spanish breastplate, was confused. He found that these people who claimed to be the Ming tribe were not devout at all about believing in the gods.

Even the captive's heart is reluctant to give to the gods, and he is embarrassed to say that he respects and believes in heaven?

"Broken?"

Lin Manjue wiped the blood on his face, walked over with a bird, gun, and tigers. He looked at the obsidian dagger in his chest, holding his waist, and was ready to deal with the raid at any time. He said to Lin Xiao: "Go back and get him a long-handled iron melon, and get a four-foot axe. He is very brave, but the weapon is useless."

Lin Xiao made a waist knife for Hei King Kong, but this guy only used it once. Later, he seized an obsidian stick and started using the old guy again. When attacking the third camp, he was the first to rush into the camp, smashing two American soldiers and then chasing the Spanish lieutenant who led the team. He smashed a piece of breastplate to his unevenness.

The obsidian stick couldn't hold on to the swaying, and it broke before it was finished. In the end, Black King Kong rushed up and hugged the other person's high-top helmet and hit the stone head-on.

I couldn't save it, and several ribs in my chest plate were broken. Later, even if I didn't hold someone and smash it, I couldn't live long.

The fierceness made Lin Manjue secretly amazed, which also proved from the side that his decision to leave a living was correct.

It is hard to find a warrior like this who is carrying forty kilograms of 5 kilograms of sticks and walking as fast as he walks like a flying sword, especially when he imagines the Ming Dynasty as a tribe, this almost natural sense of belonging - amazing!

"uncle!"

Seeing Lin Manjue coming, Lin Xiao quickly got up, grabbed Black King Kong to salute clumsyly, and asked with a smile on his face: "The three barracks have been defeated. Are we going to meet with the Grand Marshal?"

Lin Manjue looked up at the magnificent red clouds connected by the sea and sky, sighed heavily, and the months of unpredictable career in the isolated island made the man who was nearly twilight look old. He slowly shook his head and smiled bitterly in a tone that was both regretful and unwilling, "I can't make up my mind."

"The army is in the west, and the sound of cannons at the port subsided yesterday, but the general commander has not yet captured the port. The general attack is estimated to be within ten days." Lin Manjue said, sitting down, covering his body with his eyes, pushing his head aside, taking out a pipe from his waist bag and pointing it to the coast, saying, "Hundred and forty people, three or two small boats, either the battle is over, or the boat is weak and the soldiers are useless."

"I was wondering whether to go to the port or go northeast. These are two granaries." Lin Manjue grabbed his pipe and took a bite, pinching his knuckles and counted: "We have explored. There are grain storages on the east side of the island. I don't know if there is any grain or grass at the port. I guess there are, but the troops at the port are invincible. We can go to the north to kill the granary."

"Even if you can't fight, you can still find out the strength of the troops."

Lin Xiao looked at Lin Manjue in surprise. He could feel that his uncle was not only discussing with him, but also... he seemed to be explaining why he did this.

But this is unnecessary. Lin Manjue is their leader. They will do whatever they say they will do. They have to go to the sea of ​​swords and fires, and there is no need to explain at all.

"My nephew understands, let's prepare now."

"Wait...is this safe?"

Lin Xiao packed up his things and was about to send an order. He was stopped by Lin Manjue and said in a very fast speed: "Attack the granary, the port will be rescued, and you can create a fighter plane for the general..."

Lin Xiao, who had already stood up, smiled and sat down slowly and said, "Uncle has his own decision. There is no need to explain to my nephew. It was my uncle's decision that allowed us to survive. We were deeply trapped in the siege of the enemy on the island. If we had no uncle, we would have been wiped out. How could we wait for the army to come to help? Even if the epidemic is destroyed by the epidemic in the sky, it would be correct. Only the plague can make us kill thousands of enemies with a hundred people powerless body."

"If my uncle asked my nephew to take someone to drag the body, and you led the fleet back, my nephew would do this well. At that time, my uncle was under house arrest, but I just didn't want you to try and do something that would be dead."

"Because I don't have the ability to bring them back, you are the only one who can take them home."

Lin Xiao consciously said many embarrassing words, bowed to Lin Manjue, and finally raised his smile and turned around and left with the Black King Kong who followed him.

The rest of Lin Manjue sat in the pile of corpses, holding a pipe and eating bite by bit. When his back gradually drifted away, he slowly nodded and looked at the setting sun in the sky, smiling.

Everyone needs someone to sway his flag, right?

Lin Manjue saw it. He clenched his pipe on the gravel beach under his feet, tightened his waist bag and carried the gun to the shore, and stepped towards the last battle in Guam in his heart.

"The last battle, the battle was successful."
Chapter completed!