Historically, the Romans and the Gauls once broke out a war, in which the Gauls had an absolute advantage in numbers, nearly 50,000 people, several tribes allied forces, but the Romans only had four legions of less than 20,000, and in terms of physique, the Gallic warriors who grew up in the forest seemed to be stronger than the Romans.

However, the war was won in just over half an hour, and the outnumbered Roman legions not only defeated the Gauls, but also carried out a brutal and brutal massacre of the entire Gallic tribe.

The trend of today's war seems to be similar to that war, the Jiashan Jurchens, who charged in a dense group, bumped into the first regiment and the third regiment that were short-distance charged, and formed a horizontal formation.

"General, please leave it to the poor road! Poor Dao went to persuade Shu Mu to suspend the attack, Poor Dao could delay them for a while!"

There was a layer of sweat on the huge head, and Song Xiaozi asked impatiently on the side, who knew that at this time, Mao Jue was still unhurried, and he turned his head lazily to look at it, and then said with a yawn.

"No, it's going to be over soon."

"General!"

Mao Jue no longer paid attention to him, but squinted his eyes like he fell asleep.

But the battlefield really changed almost quickly, as he said.

On the battlefield, the huge noise continued, the beasts roared like that, holding a heavy iron battle axe, the little chief of the Jiashan Jurchen slashed desperately at the sharp bayonet bush, these savage Jurchens were indeed brave, fighting without fear of death, however, in the face of the thorny bayonet jungle, they were still extremely uncomfortable, and they were knocked down by a bayonet in the dense knife mountain without paying attention, but their own attack, every time they seemed to face five or six people of the Dongjiang Army, wooden guns, steel knives, were always pushed aside.

This little chief is also extremely fierce, in the fierce sparks, the heavy and strong flintlock barrel was cut off by him several times, and even an axe was split into the shoulder armor of a Dongjiang soldier, cutting him to vomit blood and return, but just when he was the most arrogant, Leng Buding felt his right rib cold, full of disbelief, he looked back at the past, I don't know when, there were rows of Dongjiang troops behind him.

No matter how strong the troops are, it is a hard battle to fight on both sides, let alone in the face of such a fierce army as the Dongjiang Army, countless savage Jurchen warriors turned back sharply, but what was ushered in was a cold bayonet slammed into the chest, and a cluster fell, and the Jurchen Zhuang who was struggling and fighting in the bayonet bush in front also lost their composure, and they were constantly added blood holes to their bodies in the error, and the bayonet array that struck the middle on both sides was like a crocodile mouth, easily swallowing the Jurchen warriors who were embarrassed by their hands, biting them, and pulling them out with the triangular thorns, Surges of blood stained the hillside red.

"Despicable Han Chinese! I'm going to kill you!"

Like a lone wolf on the verge of death, his left hand covered the bloody hole in his waist, and the tomahawk chief held the axe high in his right hand, roaring angrily, but in an instant, the bayonet pierced his right leg, making him stagger to his knees, and then, a bayonet pierced his back, stabbing him violently and spitting blood, followed by several bayonets in succession stabbing him in the chest.

"Mean, mean!"

His eyes were scattered, he could no longer hold the axe, and the iron axe chieftain who once dominated the Jurchens of Hamgyong Province with his courage and strength was now only left with his disdainful verbal attacks, but unfortunately, his primitive Jurchen language, those Dongjiang soldiers couldn't understand it, they only felt that it was a grunting nonsense, and they couldn't make any waves.

In the next second, a Dongjiang soldier grabbed his chest, kicked him directly to the ground, and pulled out his bayonet.

Even the battle-hardened troops could not withstand this kind of casualties, let alone these temporarily summoned Murano warriors, thousands of people were crowded together, and there was no longer the fighting spirit, just like the Roman army surrounded by Hannibal in the Battle of Cannae, crowded together, they could only be desperately killed by the bayonets everywhere up and down, left and right, and the remaining more than a thousand people were able to cry and flee backwards by the fifth regiment at a distance.

However, even more so that these savage Jurchens angrily scolded their mothers, these routs fled to the front of the Jiashan cottage, seeing the pursuers behind them striding towards the meteor, the red bayonets in their hands were still dripping with blood, these people were desperately slapping the fence gate, however, their alliance leader, the Jiashan chieftain Jiashan reckless firepower did not mean to open the door at all, and the tribal warriors guarding the five or six hundred Jiashan families in the walled city did not even put the nobles of their own headquarters into it, allowing them to cry and scold.

Finally, seeing that the third and fourth posts of the Fifth Regiment, which could not run away in formation, put down their bayonets and shouted to charge, these Jurchen warriors had to give up their homes in despair and burrow into the deep mountains and forests.

However, in the entire battlefield, the most embarrassing thing was not the Jiashan Department that had just been defeated and slaughtered, but the Su Mu Department who came all the way to support. The speed of the march is getting slower and slower, and finally it is as slow as a snail, only about three hundred meters away from the battlefield, no one dares to take another step, even if these hunters who have wrestled with tigers in the mountains and broken their wrists with black bears, they were stunned when they saw the bloody scene in front of them, those Jiashan Jurchens who were more fierce than them were pushed to the ground, crying and begging for mercy, the soldiers of Dongjiang fiercely stabbed the bayonets fiercely, and the blood stained their black cotton armor red.

On the edge, there were constantly Dongjiang troops provocatively holding bloody bayonets.

"Come on! Silver! Grandpa hasn't killed enough yet! ”

Every Shumu Jurchen has a bit of a short circuit in his head, which is unreasonable! Shouldn't the Han people be polite and then weak like sheep, looted and killed by them? What's going on with the bears, tigers and leopards in front of you?

More importantly, still fighting? It looks like you're giving someone a head, right?

Fortunately, just when they were confused, a guy who looked like a big-headed son ran out of the Dongjiang main formation on a horse, and when he saw him, Shumu Yeertai, the chief of the Sumu Department, was like seeing his father, and hurriedly beat the horse to meet him, and he turned off the horse and personally greeted the head of the Song dwarf, grabbed his reins and shouted sadly.

"Dao Chief! The villain was blinded by lard for a while, so he came over to smoke the fun, the villain is truly repentant, can he plead with General Dongjiang and spare Shu Mubu's life? ”

"Shh

didn't wait for him to finish speaking, but Song Shorty was so weak that he gestured his finger in front of his mouth and blew it, and the ghost head looked back, then he lowered his voice and muttered quietly.

"I told my general, your Sumu Department is here to help in the war, seeing that you didn't launch an attack, the general has no doubts for the time being, now you hurry up and kill the Jiashan Department, you can kill as much as you want, except for the Jiashan cottage that took refuge in the general, the rest are all enemies, and all the beauties and property are offered, and the general must not resist if he wants to draw Ding, so that I can protect your Sumu Division, otherwise!"

Turning his head again, Song Shorty also seemed to show a look of fear, and said with grinning teeth.

"Otherwise, my family will leave the obedient white work department to cultivate, and the remaining two major departments and more than 30 small departments will all be killed, so as to prevent future troubles! No, the strongest pro-soldier team in the entire Liaodong has all been mobilized here!"

This strong man who is more than 1.8 meters is trembling with excitement, Song Datou's words, he doesn't doubt a word, looking at the killing in front of him, is it not a heavenly soldier or what?

As for the possibility that the imperial court can really draw out all the elites of the entire Liaodong and beat them in such a big place, his brain, which has more muscles than brain cells, can't think of it for the time being.

"Thank you, Chief!"

Hurriedly kowtowed to Song Xiaozi again, rode back, and roared like a leopard at the stupid leader of the Sumu tribe, this guy roared like a leopard again, and then the chaotic Sumu Jurchen team turned around, and ran towards the original ally Jiashan tribe's scattered settlements all over the mountains.

Standing there alone, watching the backs of these people, this Song Datou couldn't help but show an expression of crushing IQ on his face, and shook his funny-looking big head with pity.

"Alas! Too young!"

The surging war cry spread all over the mountains, not only their Sumu people, but also the soldiers who were drawn out of the white work department, but also under an order, desperately ran to the mountain, they ploughed the field of the wild Jurchen and the Jiashan wild hunting Jurchen is still feuding, on weekdays by the Jiashan Department of robbery, attack, this is really a chance to take revenge, it seems that even the hatred of being forcibly conscripted by the Dongjiang River has forgotten, these Jurchens do not care about the knife to the head of the same clan.

It is also incorrect to say that the same ethnic group is here, because the Jurchen has never been the title of a nation, but the general name of all ethnic minorities in the Northeast in the Central Plains.

Plumes of black smoke and dust suddenly ignited in the Jiashan Mountain Range, and there were terrible cries in those small villages, women fled in horror with their children in their arms, and old men with wooden guns and knives tried to resist, but they were immediately cut to the ground by the Jurchens in leather robes with a cruel smile.

Even if he betrayed his fellow clan, standing at the gate of the cottage, watching Su Mu and Bai Zuoren run rampant on their own territory, the old man of Jiashan Mang's firepower still had red eyes with hatred.

"Sumu Yertai! Be a tiger in vain! This hatred! Koyamabe has written it down!"

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The bloody slaughter continued until the evening, and the total number of savage Jurchens in Hamgyong Province dropped from more than 32,000 to more than 26,000.

The black humor is that even here is to look at the face, only the beautiful can survive, tied by a rope with five flowers, like a grasshopper string crying and crying was carried out of the mountain.

It seems that he is becoming more and more integrated into this era, and he has no feeling for killing Mao Jue, no way, this is the universal law of this era, these Jiashan people seem to be pitiful, but once Jin invades the east, they will not obediently be a spectator in the mountains, when the time comes, the poor should be the immigrants who migrated here from the Dongjiang River, as the commander of the Dongjiang River, Mao Jue can't help but take precautions.

And everything is moving towards his plan, the vitality of the Jiashan Department is completely damaged, and there is no day to turn over, and the hands of the Bai Zuo Department and the Su Mu Department are stained with blood, sowing the seeds of hatred, and there are more than a thousand Jiashan warriors who fled into the vast Baitou Mountain behind them, that is, in the Changbai Mountain, their strength is not enough to shake this area, but it is a threat, in the future, Mao Jue will place the recruit training camp here, I believe they should be a perfect whetstone, so that more Dongjiang people or people who identify with Dongjiang fade away, Grow into a brave Dongjiang lion.

The torches illuminated the entire mountain col, and they didn't even dare to stand side by side with Mao Jue's personal soldiers, with the large and small chiefs of the Shumu Department, Sumu Yeertai was shrunk at the back of the team, with the arrival of Mao Jue, the Jiashan cottage that had been confined for a day was finally opened, and in the trembling, the old fox Jiashan Mang, who stood in the right line, knelt at the feet of Mao Jue with more than a dozen trembling Jiashan tribesmen.

The Jurchens of Hamgyong Province, which had not been conquered by the Lee family for more than 200 years, are now completely prostrate towards the Dongjiang River.

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However, the war is only a continuation of politics, the war is over, and it is also the busiest time for politics, on the corpses of the vanquished, the victors must fully absorb the nutrients, and the more than 26,000 savage Jurchens, if not disposed of, is still a huge hidden danger.

However, to rule these people, Mao Jue still has to rely on the original Jurchen noble chiefs, no way, even in later generations, the parachuted county magistrate and mayor will not be able to contact the work immediately, there is a bit of internal power struggle, not to mention the current chaotic times with clear enemies and friends, sending a Han person to take care of these Jurchens, firstly, Mao Jue lacks local officials, and secondly, he can't suppress it.

Fortunately, he is the victor, he can fully sow discord in this regard, Sanshui Baizuo Department and Su Mu Department were extracted by him Part of the tribe and placed in the Jiashan Department, the three large settlements were built into three guard post command envoys, and the three original old fox chiefs were appointed as commanders on the spot, but here the Jiashan Department, just after killing your people, and then moving your family in, how influential Jiashan's reckless firepower can be, you can imagine.

As for the officials who commanded the envoy Tongzhi and the commander, Mao Jue was unceremoniously transferred from Dongjiang, especially since he also transferred a lot of scholars from Dongjiang Academy to teach the children of the three departments to read.

One of the most successful aspects of the Romans is that they successfully assimilated the Gauls, Greeks, Carthaginians, Suebi, and Celts who were several times their size into the Romans, and promoted the Roman civilization and way of life in most of Europe.

I don't want the children of these tribes to become scholars, but in the future, they will have a sense of identity with China and Dongjiang culture, and have centripetal force, then Mao Jue will win.

Of course, the transformation is not only this, but also to change the way of life of the savage Jurchens, let them continue to hunt, live a life of watching the sky and eating, ten children starved to death seven or eight, and had to fight with tigers and wolves, they will always be hunters and robbers, gifts from the American continent, buds and sweet potatoes are lined up again, whether it is the original semi-agricultural landscape white cropping department, or the safari and fishing mixed part, close to the seaside Su Mu Department, all fucking to Mao Jue to plant bud rice, plant potatoes, those dense mountain forests in Jiashan were planed, Patches of mountain fields appear in the wilderness of the valley of Hamgyong-do.

Of course, such a vast forest, Yamada can only use a part, the later central seven is not in vain, from the Dongjiang Iron Tools, grain, population, in the mountains Mao Jue and ordered the construction of a deer farm, pig farm, chicken farm, cattle farm, animal captivity, these hunters were also captive, and little by little let them live with the Dongjiang people, get used to it, a few years later, this will also become the ruling core of the Dongjiang River.

However, the most direct treatment of the three savage Jurchen tribes is still to draw Ding, just like the Mongolian tribes who ruled Genghis Khan and fought against each other for many years, all the eighteen to forty males were drawn out by him and mixed together, among which the number of Bai Zuo was the largest, full of one thousand nine, the productivity of the Su Mu Department was not so developed, only one thousand six, and finally the last five hundred strong men of the Jiashan clan were all drawn out, exactly four thousand out of a fraction.

lacks the most core combat power, even if these savage Jurchens still want to die, the nearby Xianxing Mountain City plus a few Mintun have also been cleaned up, and there is no need to be afraid here.

The only thing that puzzled Mao Jue was that how to use the newly acquired more than 4,000 soldiers became a problem for him......

(End of chapter)