Chapter 760?Xianfeng skillfully used the empty city strategy

The Mississippi River is always covered in fog in spring, and everything is hazy from a distance. Xianfeng's "one-minute companion" Bell Watling pushed open the blinds on the third floor of the hotel. The cool river breeze blew the lace nightgown on her chest tightly against her skin.

The sound of footsteps sounded again on the nearby pier, neatly as if a giant was stepping on the earth, making a "boom boom" sound. The black, red and yellow flag appeared in Bell's sight, revealing half of the flagpole and a side symbolizing the black man.

The flags of the Indians and yellow races united, followed by the ocean of gray uniforms. The black soldiers carried the Minnie rifles and Mississippi rifles, and the bayonets shone silver, forming a piece of together, as if the Milky Way in the sky had fallen.

"Colorado's gold piles up in mountains! Black brothers mining White brothers count! Huang brothers drive the Indians' gang! Follow General Zhao and make money!"

This song is the military song of "Black, Red and Yellow Army". There is no fighting atmosphere at all. It sounds like a rich song. Bell grabbed the copper telescope on the dressing table. This was given to Bell by Grant through a spy sent to Memphis. The barrel was also engraved with "Give Me Brave Dabai" and aimed at the artillery at the end of the team. Sixteen twelve-pound Napoleon cannons were dragged suddenly. The artillery next to the cannon cart was no longer yellow people, and they were all black people.

"It's the eighth day." Bell bit his lower lip and murmured to himself. This is the eighth day when she led her army to Memphis. Zhao Si led his army to Memphis. On the first day, the elite troops under the "Black Wall" Zeng Ke Demon were followed by Zhao Si, and the first "Black Wall" Brigade. In the next seven days, every morning, a soldier from a black infantry brigade would arrive at the entire eight brigades of infantry! They are the first "Black Wall" Brigade, the second "Black Mountain" Brigade, the third "Black Forest" Brigade, the fourth "Black Impermanence" Brigade, the fifth "Black Cloud" Brigade, the sixth "Black Sea" Brigade, the seventh "Black Gold" Brigade, and the eighth "Black Star Brigade.

In addition, there was the first "Black Knight" Cavalry Brigade, and the second "Red Mongolian" Cavalry Brigade arrived in Memphis the second and third day after Zhao Si arrived in Memphis.

According to Bell's understanding of the "Black, Red and Yellow Legion" organization, these 8 infantry brigades and 2 cavalry brigades are real, and they are affiliated to three black divisions and directly affiliated to the legion. The total strength of these 10 brigades is combined, plus the first subordinate,

Second, the "Black Coat Group" of the Third Black Division, the troops Zhao Si brought to Memphis probably had as many as 40,000 to 50,000.

Is Zhao Si ready to fight Grant in Memphis?

She was thinking about it and the sound of footsteps came from the corridor.

Bell hurriedly stuffed his telescope into the dressing box. As soon as he turned around, he ran into the Hadesea standing at the door with a silver tray. The black guard captain changed his clothes today, with a cowhide bullet strap cross-body on the faded gray military uniform. In addition to the Colt revolver, he also had a short Indian knife inlaid with turquoise on his waist.

"Madam, your coffee." Hedehai pounced the tray on the table, and a few drops of liquid from the black pottery cup splashed. Bell felt relieved, but a sweet smile appeared on his face: "Young brother is angry today. Did he get frozen at night last night?" Hedehai didn't answer, his eyes swept across the unsealed drawer crack in the dressing box. When he turned around, his military boots deliberately rolled over somewhere on the floor. Bell heard the slight sound of the wooden boards, which was the secret space of her hidden secret letter.

When the north wind suddenly rose that night, Xianfeng's headquarters was so warm that it was so warm that it was full of hair. A bronze stove that had seen Xianfeng had been burning red after a winter. There were bear head specimens from Black Tom hanging on the wall, with big mouths and fake glass eyes.

"Yuan Bao, you take the Second Black Division eastward, and you don't have to get entangled when you encounter the Northern Army's scattered soldiers." Xianfeng's baton drew a white mark on the map. "The manor leading to the Nashville Railway, who are willing to hand over the grain and black slaves to the stocks of the Western Mining Company, and those who refuse to follow the death are on the spot..:::

Heidehai suddenly lifted the curtain and rolled the cowhide boots on the carpet for half a circle. Xianfeng stopped talking, and only the sound of fire was left in the room.

"Catched a mouse...::.:" Heidhai pulled out a wrinkled piece of letter paper from the bullet belt, "in the crack of the hotel floor!

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Lin Shu leaned closer and laughed: "This white bitch recorded all the number and number of artillery soldiers we pretended to show us. :::.Master, you are still wise!"

Xianfeng took the letter paper and squinted his eyes at the fire. Bell's flower body read in English: ".--Today, the eighth 'Black Star' brigade was added, and there were 16 more 12 pounds of cannons." He suddenly laughed out loud, and the letter paper shook on the flames: "I just want Grant to believe this!"

Haidhe came up and asked, "Now Bell...\n.\n.\n

Xianfeng smiled: "I'll go and catch it myself!"

Bell curled up in a warm quilt to pretend to be asleep, but his ears were straight. At midnight, the sound of footsteps in the corridor was indeed sounding. It was not Heidhai's military boots, but Xianfeng's Spurs.

Hearing this voice, she was relieved. Heidehai stared at her very tightly these days, and he didn't look at him too much, as if he was looking at a thief. However, General Zhao Si came on time again today, which means she was still safe.

"Baby, see what I brought for you?" Xianfeng lifted the bed slowly, and the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of gunpowder sprayed on Bell's face. He was shaking a kraft paper bag in his hand, revealing half of the gold mine stocks.

Bell smiled and went to hook his neck, and his other hand stretched into the kraft paper bag, and suddenly a cast iron hinged hand was buckled on his wrist.

Bell was stunned and looked up at Zhao Si. Seeing that Zhao Si had a smile on his face, he obediently sent his other hand up.

"Well, I'm so good, I like it." Xianfeng praised Bell while copying his other hand. Then he pulled out the revolver from his back, and the barrel slowly passed through Bell's collarbone. Bell also deliberately raised his chest to cater to her "one minute", and even thought in his mind: Playing some games may last longer...

"Heide Sea!"

Xianfeng suddenly shouted.

Bell was stunned: Why is it still called Heidehai? Does Zhao Si think...:

At this time, the bed covered by her body was slowly being pulled off. When the Kelp rushed in, Bell was still holding his hands and his chest was high and straight. Kelp and two black soldiers pulled her out of the bed like a dead dog.

"My master, this won't work, there are too many people-" Bell's scream was blocked by the rag. Heidhai knelt on one knee, inserted the dagger into the crack on the floor, and pried it, twelve secret letters neatly in the secret compartment, and the "G.S." printed on the fire paint was still shiny.

The smell of the dungeon was mixed with bloody smell. Bell was hung on the torture rack by iron chains, and his toes barely reach the ground. The kerosene lamp on the wall stretched out the shadow of the torture instrument: a soldering iron, a gallows, and a pair of Indian skinning knives with barbed bars.

When Xianfeng approached with a red soldering iron, Bell's urine flowed down the base of his thighs.

"Do you know how Dongfang deals with spies?" The soldering iron shook in front of Bell's eyes, "Call Lingchi. Use the fishing net to tighten your body, and the flesh will bulge out of the mesh. Then you will use a knife to cut it one by one...::::" He suddenly lifted Bell's chin with his fingers, "First your tongue, then dig your eyeballs, and finally open it. He can get 3,600 knives and keeps angry."

Bell's scream was stuffed in the jackpot, his body trembled like a spider web in the wind, his head shook desperately, his eyes full of begging eyes.

Xianfeng looked at Bell: "You probably don't want to die so miserably, right?"

Bell quickly shook his head. She knew too well how cruel the man in front of her was. He was really capable of doing that kind of thing!

"Then you have to atone for your sins...:.:" Xianfeng said calmly, "If you agree, nodded."

"Mingming..." Bell nodded desperately.

Head Sea leaned against the door and suddenly said, "Master, Grant's reconnaissance team has arrived in the north of the city."

Xianfeng threw down the iron, took out his handkerchief and wiped his fingers: "Give this white bitch a chance to atone for sin. Tell Grant, just say--" He leaned into Bell's ear and whispered, and the heat squirted into her sweaty sideburns, "The first, second, third black division, three cavalry brigades, three Indian brigades, and the 50,000 troops were all in Memphis. Remember?"

"Yeah..." Bell continued to nod.

Three days later, Memphis Pier.

"Colorado's miners are very strong! Carrying the twelve-pound cannon on the shoulders! Yankees dare to touch him! He pissed and crawled!"

The black local soldiers carried logs with bare shirtless, and the thick wooden sticks were painted black as gun barrels, which made them shiny under the scorching sun. Bell stood on the viewing table wearing a high-necked skirt, with the bruises on the back of his neck covered with lace. She watched Xianfeng stuff the gold mine stocks to the plantation owner, but was suddenly pushed by Heidehai.

"It's your turn." The black guard captain pressed his hand on the handle of the gun.

When Bell walked to the telegraph office, the mixed-race radio operator behind the counter was dozing off. She pressed the contents of Xianfeng's oral and took the telegraph in code language, and then typed two more times on the sending button. This was the code code she and Grant agreed upon, meaning "information is credible."

Heidehai suddenly pressed her shoulder: "Another sentence." Bell's back was soaked in an instant, and the black guard captain whispered and added a new message: "...I found three thousand Russian-made M1856 rifles, and it was suspected that there were Tsarist Russian volunteers--"

At the Fort Henry command, Grant's hand holding the telegram swelled up. The adjutant watched the commander bit the cigar in two pieces and sprinkled the tobacco on the Memphis defense map.

"Fifty thousand! There are also Russians involved!" Grant punched the sand table, and the Tennessee River model fell down, "Let Rollins' reinforcements come quickly, and the 12th Cavalry Regiment will guard the Nashville Railway!"

"But the general——" the staff officer pointed to the map, "We originally planned to encircle on three sides-"

"That's a big deal!" Grant grabbed the kettle and sipped the whiskey, "Didn't you read Bell's secret report? This is the fucking trap of Zhao Si! The command to all the troops to move into defense, and wait until Rollins arrives before discussing!"

Suddenly, muffled thunder rolled outside the window, and heavy rain hit the military flag. When the Northern Army soldiers were busy watching the fortifications of Henry Fortress, Xianfeng was laughing at the same heavy rain, seventy miles away.
Chapter completed!