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On August 15, 1638, Hezhongbao. The weather was clear, the temperature was 3 degrees Celsius, and the southwest wind was 5.

About 200 indigenous soldiers stood under the flags waving in the wind, waiting for the orders from the superiors. These eight tribes have been in favour of the East Coast people for almost a year. During this year, they have been under all-round protection from the East Coast people. Of course, you can also say that they have been in all-round control. The tribes that were not sheltered or controlled by the East Coast people have disappeared. Not only did they not die, but they have also expanded some people, all thanks to their repeated battles with the East Coast people.

In the regulations formulated by the East Coast people for them, each tribe of the Upper Six Banners has one chief and two deputy chiefs, which can be hereditary. Each tribe of the Upper Six Banners has a limited autonomy. As chiefs, they hold all the powers within the tribe and are only responsible to the superior East Coast chief. The lower two banners do not have chiefs, and are directly under the jurisdiction of the East Coast officers' advisory group, but are usually managed by a "foreman" designated by the East Coast man.

Of course, when these people have greater power, the greater the corresponding obligations. Once the taxes that should be paid for the annual cost are not paid, they will send less husbands to the project construction sites of the East Coast people, and they will not be able to fight effectively, etc. They may be punished, usually with slaves, cattle, sheep, and food. If it is serious, they may be dismissed or even sentenced.

With the harsh disciplines set by the East Coast people, these "Eight Banners" have become the heaven-like existences among the local people nearby. The Koisan people who were still in the late stage of primitive society were not the opponents of these relatively strict and well-equipped Eight Banner tribes. They were repeatedly destroyed in person during combat. Many times, the East Coast soldiers who did not even have to put in the battle were able to win a battle alone.

This time, Liu Ang, Xie Hansan and others from Hezhong Fort unanimously decided to launch an attack and harassment against the British. For this reason, the order of recruitment was sent to various tribes last night. Early this morning, the heads of eight tribes hurried to Hezhong Fort. After listening to the teachings of the men on the east bank, they returned to the tribe and began to mobilize and select personnel.

At exactly 8 o'clock in the morning, about 250 indigenous soldiers were selected and concentrated in the martial arts field on the south bank of the Berg River. The company commander of the fourth company and the army lieutenant Xie Hansan hurriedly inspected the sloppy indigenous troops surrounded by soldiers on the east bank, and then announced his departure!

At about nine o'clock, the army carrying more than a dozen large carts set off in the west wind. Nearly a hundred people in the black and white flags carried spears on their shoulders and short spears for throwing were walking in the front. Their two flags had a large number, so the number of troops was naturally large. In addition, their low status, they naturally became the vanguard of cannon fodder for the entire army. Following the Black and White flags were the people of the Six Flags, either carrying spears, holding short swords and round shields, or carrying longbows and quivers. Everyone was wearing leather armor, and some wealthier or more particular people were also inlaid with some iron pieces bought from the East Coast people to enhance their protection.

Sun Shengjun walked around the entire army with 20 East Coast cavalry, urging them to march while monitoring whether anyone wanted to escape. This is not an unfair worry. Due to the low morale of these natives, soldiers often left their families in the tribe to escape when they fought with natives several times in the past, let alone fighting with the British.

More than a dozen large trucks were loaded with some spare weapons, marching tents, barbed wire, drinking water, food, medicine bandages and other supplies. The ones were driving some slaves from the two flags. Two East Coast militias holding muskets were squatting in each car. They did not participate in the battle, and they would not even approach the battlefield. They were only responsible for managing the troops' logistics and supplies. If the situation was wrong, they would decisively drive away.

After four days of march, at noon on August 20, the entire team arrived at the back of a hill about ten kilometers east of Cape Town. The baggage troops would camp here and wait, and the combat troops would continue to move forward. In the evening of that day, the combat troops took advantage of the drizzle and quietly entered a camping site in Table Mountain that had been stomped in advance. The soldiers took out their tents to select some dry places and started camping.

Perhaps the British were short of staff, maybe their morale was not high. In short, most of these British people were huddled in the camp. Outside the camp, there were only a few Englishmen wearing ragged rain cloth hugging pitifully in the corner of the wooden wall, chatting in a low voice while observing the surroundings. It’s a pity that the rain and fog outside were too thick and they couldn’t see anything clearly.

There was nothing to do all night. In the early morning of August 21, the troops who had been resting in the mountains for a night began to gather. Sun Shengjun was depressed to find that there were only 210 troops left at this time, and more than 20 people escaped last night. However, the battle was imminent, and he could not take care of so many. Those punishments could be handled after going back. He immediately called the officers in charge of each flag and began to explain their respective combat tasks to them based on his past experience and some knowledge he had learned recently.

To be honest, the organizational and discipline of these Eight Banners is a little stronger than the refugees in the Ming Dynasty. It is probably the same combat effectiveness as those peasant soldiers who have not experienced several battles. The individual combat effectiveness may be a little stronger, but their morale and discipline are slightly worse. In general, this is a very poor army, but at this moment they can only rush. Anyway, it is cannon fodder, so it is better to test the reality of the British.

The indigenous officers had poor Chinese language, and Sun Shengjun's accent was not very positive, so the communication between the two sides was very difficult. In the end, Sun Shengjun was also annoyed and simply assigned the direction directly. The black and white flags were assigned to attack the British's logging points on the Table Mountain. Sun Shengjun asked them to make the movement big enough to attract the attention of the British in the wall below the mountain; the red and yellow flags were elite black flags with strong combat power and were left in their hands by Sun Shengjun as a reserve team; as for the other four flags, they were ambushed in the lush woods halfway up the mountain to intercept the British who might have gone out of the city to rescue.

After the order was issued, Sun Shengjun did not hesitate and directly ordered to start the action. It was fine winter rain outside, and it was cold and cold. It was unbearable to stay in this environment for one more day. Let's fight quickly! "Sir, four of the nine logging sites were captured, and a total of thirty-five people were killed. These natives had poor discipline. They were snatching our remaining muskets, tools and even food on the mountain. Should we gather people to rush up and drive them away? Hell, they are just a group of barbarians. Let me take people to kill them! I promise that there will be no casualties! God, they are even blaspheming the bodies of the Lord's people!" Aaron Porter, wearing a thick rain cloth, said eagerly, and behind him, there were several veterans who had participated in the war.

Nick looked up at the gloomy sky, then looked at the muddy ground, then turned to look at the Knight Haywood beside him.

The Knight Haywood did not hesitate for too long, but he said flatly: "Aaron, take 50 good men out of the city to pick up those who have retreated from the mountain. I heard it clearly, but I just asked you to pick up those people. You must not change your direction without authorization to launch an active attack on the natives on the mountain!"

"Yes, sir." Aaron Porter greeted reluctantly, turned around and summoned people to go.

Nick Warnham looked silently at the Supreme Commander who had already walked in front of him. Knight Haywood's wig was ridiculously pressed on his forehead under the rain. The makeup powder on his face was even washed out by the rain. However, his words were unquestionable: "Nick, organize the defense work of the entire castle. These natives are very smart and know that we must be vigilant enough to attack us on rainy and snowy days. Now, your job is to ensure the safety of this unfinished castle!"

"Yes, sir." Nick also saluted, and rushed into the rain and fog.

The battle began soon. The British set up many logging points on Table Mountain, which were used to chop firewood as fuel, and on the other hand, it could also be used for urban construction at the foot of the mountain. There were more than a dozen of these logging points, and only a few were few. At this moment, facing the Coisans who were holding weapons and flocking to the crowd, they were a little panicked for a moment.

"Bang! Bang!" This was the British who were a little more vigilant and fired the cowbog in their hands in the logging shed, but they were soon flooded by the surging crowds. The few people resisted helplessly with logging axes, but they were quickly stabbed to the ground by sharp iron spears. Some Coisans held short knives with their eyes and began to harvest the heads of the British who fell to the ground. The head of an Englishman was worth a bottle of river Daqu - this was the price given by the East Coast people. Some people even fought for the ownership of a British wounded soldier, making Sun Shengjun, who was observing with a telescope in the distance, frowned.

The urinary nature of these natives and the Ming Dynasty's refugee army with black eyes that were ashamed of white silver, were like carved from the same mold!

"Sir, four of the nine logging sites were captured, and a total of thirty-five people were killed. These natives were poorly disciplined. They were snatching our remaining muskets, tools and even food on the mountain. Should we gather hands and rush up to disperse them? Hell, they are just a group of barbarians. Let me take them to kill them! I promise that there will be no casualties! God, they are even blaspheming the bodies of the Lord's people!" Aaron Porter, dressed in a thick rain cloth, said eagerly, and behind him were followed by several veterans who had participated in the war.

Nick looked up at the gloomy sky, then looked at the muddy ground, then turned to look at the Knight Haywood beside him.

The Knight Haywood did not hesitate for too long, but he said flatly: "Aaron, take 50 good men out of the city to pick up those who have retreated from the mountain. I heard it clearly, but I just asked you to pick up those people. You must not change your direction without authorization to launch an active attack on the natives on the mountain!"

"Yes, sir." Aaron Porter greeted reluctantly, turned around and summoned people to go.

Nick Warnham looked silently at the Supreme Commander who had already walked in front of him. Knight Haywood's wig was ridiculously pressed on his forehead under the rain. The makeup powder on his face was even washed out by the rain. However, his words were unquestionable: "Nick, organize the defense work of the entire castle. These natives are very smart and know that we must be vigilant enough to attack us on rainy and snowy days. Now, your job is to ensure the safety of this unfinished castle!"

"Yes, sir." Nick also saluted, and rushed into the rain and fog.

"Sir, four of the nine logging sites were captured, and a total of thirty-five people were killed. These natives were poorly disciplined. They were snatching our remaining muskets, tools and even food on the mountain. Should we gather hands and rush up to disperse them? Hell, they are just a group of barbarians. Let me take them to kill them! I promise that there will be no casualties! God, they are even blaspheming the bodies of the Lord's people!" Aaron Porter, dressed in a thick rain cloth, said eagerly, and behind him were followed by several veterans who had participated in the war.

Nick looked up at the gloomy sky, then looked at the muddy ground, then turned to look at the Knight Haywood beside him.

The Knight Haywood did not hesitate for too long, but he said flatly: "Aaron, take 50 good men out of the city to pick up those who have retreated from the mountain. I heard it clearly, but I just asked you to pick up those people. You must not change your direction without authorization to launch an active attack on the natives on the mountain!"

"Yes, sir." Aaron Porter greeted reluctantly, turned around and summoned people to go.

Nick Warnham looked silently at the Supreme Commander who had already walked in front of him. Knight Haywood's wig was ridiculously pressed on his forehead under the rain. The makeup powder on his face was even washed out by the rain. However, his words were unquestionable: "Nick, organize the defense work of the entire castle. These natives are very smart and know that we must be vigilant enough to attack us on rainy and snowy days. Now, your job is to ensure the safety of this unfinished castle!"
Chapter completed!