Chapter 100

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Saya awkwardly entered the tent to change her pants, while Lin Yifan stood outside, observing his subordinates.

It was a veritable mix of all kinds of military uniforms. Lin Yifan even saw a red-skinned Native American soldier in the ranks. Weren't the Native Americans almost extinct?!

Lin Yifan pointed at one of them: "You, which infantry regiment are you from?"

"Reporting to the officer, I am from the 113th Colonial Infantry Regiment."

"Scottish Highland Infantry Regiment."

"Hessian Mercenaries."

"Sir, I am from the King's German Legion!"

Looking at the diverse units, Lin Yifan almost went blind. How many units must have been mixed up for him to end up with such a motley crew?

However, it seemed that some of the infantry regiments were bought by the轮回者 (reincarnators) themselves, not existing in the movie.

Lin Yifan remembered that, whether in the movie or in history, the British Army's infantry regiments numbered only about 50,000, with most being Hessian mercenaries, also known as the German Legion.

Now, the majority of his troops were colonial soldiers bought by the reincarnators, cheap cannon fodder.

Rubbing his chin, Lin Yifan speculated that before he arrived, the British camp's reincarnators must have suffered a major defeat; otherwise, they wouldn't have bought so many colonial soldiers to fill the ranks.

A few minutes late in the Infinite City, and he missed a major battle!

As Lin Yifan was sizing up these exhausted soldiers, a slightly higher-ranking junior officer approached and saluted him: "Commander, I am your quartermaster. The troops need money to replenish ammunition and supplies!"

"Money?"

Lin Yifan was taken aback at first, but then he felt his phone in his pocket.

When he picked up his phone, he noticed that the interface had changed, becoming more rustic. The contact list and other features were gone, leaving only the army management interface and the time.

It included options to purchase new troops, choose flags, and more.

After a moment, Lin Yifan easily tapped on the money option and was immediately prompted that the army maintenance fee was 6700.

Looking up at the quartermaster, who stood like a wooden statue, seemingly unaware of Lin Yifan's phone, Lin Yifan tried to make a payment. The quartermaster nodded: "Yes, I will go to Charleston to purchase supplies immediately."

He didn't see any money being handed over, but the screen showed the payment was successful, quite convenient.

At this moment, the soldiers in the camp had leaned their guns against each other, stripped down, and jumped into the nearby river to wash off the blood. The river turned a light red.

Saya, who had just come out, blushed when she saw a large group of bare-chested soldiers bathing in the river.

"Let's go, let's go. These people are so crude, and they smell terrible." Saya tugged at Lin Yifan's sleeve.

Lin Yifan raised his hand and sniffed the stench on his body, chuckling: "What, I smell bad too, and you don't mind? Or is it that this proud lady has special treatment for me?"

"Tch, don't you know that after a while, you develop a resistance to certain smells? I've long gotten used to your stench." The tsundere turned her head away, speaking with reason and conviction, but unwilling to admit it.

Nanri Kaori crossed her arms and shook her head: "You two, you should go into the city and find a hotel to clean up. No matter how much the sun shines, you'll end up with bugs on your bodies."

Nanri Kaori's words made Lin Yifan notice the swarms of mosquitoes flying around, each engorged with blood, feeding on the numerous dead bodies nearby, which had become their breeding and food source.

Medical care in this era was very underdeveloped. Even a minor illness could be fatal. Especially before the invention of antibiotics, the mortality rate from being hit by a bullet on the battlefield was extremely high.

Lin Yifan was fine, thanks to the enhancements from the prison inmates. His constitution was clearly different from that of an ordinary person. With his zombie transformation ability, Lin Yifan didn't believe that a minor illness could kill him after he had been zombified.

"By the way, Saya, you need to be careful and not get hurt."

Saya tapped her head: "I'll be fine. I'm a staff officer, not a combatant."

"As for me, I don't need to worry. This cannon is under my command." Nanri Kaori, hands on her hips, patted the six-pounder cannon. Besides capturing cities, artillery bombardment was very effective in demoralizing the enemy.

The only one who might get hurt was Tokishima Sae.

But Saya said, "Sae-senpai's cavalry can't be used like that. It was a bit risky earlier. In this era, cavalry doesn't charge directly into infantry. They are generally used to attack the flanks when the enemy is about to collapse and to cut down fleeing soldiers to expand the victory!"

Listening to Saya's knowledgeable explanation, Lin Yifan couldn't help but ask curiously, "How do you know so much about this era?"

"Of course! This is the era when my Takagi family rose to prominence, learning from the Dutch and introducing Rangaku (Dutch studies) and firearms technology..."

Listening to Saya talk about her family history, Lin Yifan was somewhat impressed. No wonder she was a manga character; her background was extraordinary, with a family history spanning hundreds of years.

However, Lin Yifan had never heard of any famous Japanese daimyo with the surname Takagi in reality. It was probably just a village chief's family history, slowly striving over the years.

But if Saya was familiar with this era, she could indeed be a great help.

"Let's go into the city." Lin Yifan pulled Saya, who was still talking about her family history.

"Wait... wait, I haven't finished yet..."

Saya tried to resist, but soon gave up and was easily lifted onto the horse by Lin Yifan.

Blushing, being lifted in front of hundreds of people, Saya gritted her teeth and muttered, "A lifetime of shame, shame..."

The four of them rode horses, with Lin Yifan leading the three "masked female officers" toward Charleston.

In an era without cement or asphalt roads, even the bustling towns of North America at the time mostly had dirt roads.

Entering the town, Lin Yifan's eyes were opened.

Animal droppings could often be seen on the roads, and the streets were chaotic, with people coming and going. Some areas were completely unplanned and built haphazardly.

Even next to a well, Lin Yifan could see horse manure a few meters away.

The hygiene conditions were also very poor, unlike modern people who pay attention to cleanliness. The stench that permeated the streets was simply awful.

Compared to the grand and beautiful scenes in movies, dirt, disorder, and squalor were the main themes of this period.

However, as they approached the town center and the port, things improved. Some areas were paved with stone bricks, and there were fewer pedestrians, mostly redcoats and reincarnators.

A few British soldiers standing guard on the street glanced at Lin Yifan's uniform and let them pass.

Riding into the port area, the air was much better, with the sea breeze carrying a salty smell.

Two large sailing warships slowly docked, and several gangplanks were lowered. Under the command of an officer, hundreds of soldiers landed at the port.

"Quickly, quickly, unload the supplies!"

Hearing the officer's voice, which sounded familiar, Lin Yifan instinctively glanced over and was stunned.

A simple-hearted plumber in royal uniform was directing the soldiers to unload the cargo.

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