Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

Because there were fewer prisoners captured than expected, we couldn't let them die so easily. They might be useful in the future.

Therefore, Liu Bohong ordered these people to be given medicine.

These prisoners were fed the same cauldron of medicine as the soldiers, the same prescriptions for treating acclimatization.

As we all know, Chinese medicine is very unpleasant to eat, and every prescription has its own way of eating it. It is simply disgusting and bizarre.

So when these European prisoners smelled the smell of the medicine, they showed a look of horror, thinking that these black and yellow orientals were going to poison themselves with mysterious medicine.

Seeing their frightened looks, the soldiers responsible for letting them take medicine couldn't help laughing.

"Are these short-haired orangutans stupid? Do we need to give them medicine to kill them? One knife will kill them!"

"Isn't that true? Hahaha, I'm so scared!"

Of course, these Daqian soldiers were responsible for the lives of the prisoners. If these people died, they would not be able to escape their involvement.

So, the people who could move were ignored, and those who could no longer move were carried out first, and each person was given a bowl of medicine.

There is a patchouli in this medicine, which is really bitter, spicy and choking, and quite unpleasant to drink.

It's enough for experienced people who are used to drinking it. They know it's good stuff, so they can hold their noses and drink it in one gulp.These prisoners had never drunk this stuff. They drank it hard and wanted to spit it out. They were severely scolded by the soldiers of Daqian.

"You dare to spit it out? If you spit it out, we will let you lick it back. Do you believe it?!"

"What do you think this is? This is a good thing! It's easy for you, and you can also take medicine!"

"Such an ignorant thing is going to die of illness!"

Even though they didn't understand the language, those prisoners could understand their faces.Seeing that these Orientals themselves drank the medicine given to them, they believed that it was not meant to poison them.

These are the people who honestly drank the medicine.

One of them turned out to be the most seriously ill and his clothes were different from others.The soldiers felt that he had a special status and were afraid of getting into trouble, so they gave him two more bowls of medicine.

After all, we are dealing with prisoners, and it is not easy to give him two more sips of medicine.

Chinese medicine was also very precious in ancient times - there are no artificially cultivated Chinese medicines now. Most of the medicinal materials are wild and expensive. In addition, the firewood needed to brew the medicine. For poor families, a set of medicine may only cost a few people at home. monthly income.

Therefore, in the eyes of the soldiers, it was a very humane act that the general and the emperor were now willing to worry about their lives and boil medicine in a big pot for them to drink to avoid acclimatization.

If it weren't for the fact that these prisoners couldn't die and drinking this medicine would be a waste, they should have been left sick so that they wouldn't even think about escaping when they ran out of energy.

Take medicine?They deserve it too!

However, these Anglo-Saxons were also in very good health. The man who was dying of vomiting and diarrhea was given two more bowls of medicine and was able to open his eyes and speak the next day.

The best thing is, this man is a missionary and can speak Daqian Mandarin!

Fortunately, this person didn't die!

The soldiers were overjoyed and quickly reported the incident.

The missionary was also very knowledgeable. He understood the soldiers' words almost exactly. After gaining some strength, he began to translate for both sides.

Seeing that he was interested, the soldier Daqian gave him an extra bowl the next time he gave the medicine.

The missionary drank all the two bowls of medicine and told the other prisoners: "This unpleasant stuff is good for our health. You see, yesterday I was too sick to get up, but today I can talk to you." ”

"It was the gods who blessed me and allowed me to drink the mysterious Eastern medicine when I was dying. It cured me and allowed me to continue to serve the gods and help everyone."

The other prisoners were amazed.

"Witchcraft! This is Eastern witchcraft!"

"We drank this Eastern witchcraft potion. Will the gods blame us?"

The missionary smiled and said, "Of course not. You see, I drank it and got better. I can continue to work for God. I think this is God's arrangement."

Because missionaries also belong to the middle and upper classes in Europe and are respected, these captured soldiers listened to the missionaries without hesitation and drank the medicine obediently.

The news was reported one after another, and Liu Bohong finally knew that among the prisoners there was a "short-haired baboon who could speak Mandarin", and he quickly ordered someone to bring him up.

When meeting Liu Bohong, the missionary did not kneel down, but put his hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

"Dear General Daqian, I am honored to meet you. It is unfortunate that we meet under such circumstances."

"My name is Isaiah Ogden. I am a missionary from the Western Country E. My purpose is to spread the blessings of our gods throughout the world. You can call me Isaiah."

Cen Mingche sat in front of the handsome case with a straight face, expressionless.

"Isaiah, those soldiers also came to preach with you?"

Isaiah waved his hand quickly.

"No, no, no, although we are traveling together, we do not have the same purpose. They actually came to the rich East to do business under the leadership of Count Carlyle Jean."

Liu Bohong motioned for the soldiers to show the medal inlaid with gold and treasures to Isaiah.

"Do you recognize this thing?"

Isaiah was shocked when he saw it.

"This, this is the medal of Count Carlyle Jean!"

"Oh?"

The lieutenants and generals present laughed softly.

Because they all know that this "Count Carlyle Jean" is already their prisoner.

"How many of you are here in total?"

"There are ten ships in total, all of which are clippers. Including the sailors on board, there are about 8000 people in total."

8000 people beat Annan to pieces and turned him upside down?

Everyone didn't believe it and looked at King Annan with their eyes.

King Annan's face flushed, and he stammered: "8000 people... Is this a matter of 8000 people? And firearms... Yes! Firearms! This, this matter of firearms can be judged by the number of people. ?"

This is quite true, but why was he so defeated?

Seeing King Annan's defense, everyone snickered in their hearts, and there was a happy air around them.

This is still our own territory, occupying a favorable location, but it was beaten like this by the e-country army!

It seems that Annan is really too backward, he is too precious about his broom, his soldiers are tired and lazy, and he has never seen the power of firearms, so he was defeated by an army of 8000 people.

Looking at the flintlock rifles seized from the E-Army, Liu Bohong and others sighed in their hearts——

As expected, Your Majesty is wise and mighty!I’ve known to prepare firearms for a long time!Not only can we defend against the barbarians in the northwest, but we can also defend against the foreigners in the southeast!

Besides, the foreign armies are so developed now. If their firearms cannot keep up, wouldn't they be left behind and beaten?

Everyone exchanged glances and then turned their attention back to missionary Isaiah.

"Tell me, what else do you know?"