Paper can't contain fire! Although Mao Jue ordered to conceal it, the tension of the garrison, the forced construction of military fortresses, and the occasional unangry complaints of the deceased's family still made the news spread quietly.

There are natives who kill people on the island!

So, this Zalut tribe came to surrender and simply caused a storm in the Red Twin Cities, anyway, there is not much work in the winter, I don't know how many people came out to see the excitement in the cold wind, and thousands of people gathered between the northwest fort and the northeast fort, and the excitement was like catching up with the big set, everyone wanted to see what this killer was like, and the sound of discussion was also one after another.

"Oh, I thought that the killer was three heads and six arms, eight feet tall, full of sharp teeth and mouth like an iron pot, isn't it still a head with two holes and eyes out of anger? This eats the bear's heart and leopard's gall? ”

"What do you know!"

Looking at Mao Jue's divine power to lift the Buddha a few days ago, now the Red Shuangcheng is still in the period of absolute psychological superiority, Ba Yan looked at the Zhani Lu Department under the custody of the Dongjiang Army, dragging his family and pulling his luggage out of the Sen Mountain, an old farmer with a Henan accent was full of arrogance and disdain, and he wrote down a mouthful of spit on the ground in the front.

But his pride was not over, a Dongjiang soldier carrying a bayonet to maintain order on the periphery, about forty, and the wrinkled old Liaodong who had been blown by the Saibei knife was full of fierce words and immediately pushed him back.

But just when the old peasant was full of consternation, the old Liaodong turned his head again with hatred and turned to the Zaniru tribe who were walking around, the pair of old tree roots-like cocks held the lead-gray gun handle and made a gurgling sound, and on the back of his hand, there were already green tendons, and occasionally the sound of clucking teeth could be heard.

At this time, a knight came running in a hurry, and the whip in his hand crackled left and right, and he shouted loudly.

"Master Dao! Idlers get out of the way!"

After all, it is the first tribe on Sakhalin Island to oppose the Dongjiang River, even if it surrenders, Mao Jue will definitely not let them be directly included in the Kuye Town system as comfortably as other ministries, and there is still a dismount! The knight drove away the crowd of spectators, and the sound of heavy footsteps stepping on the snow was overwhelming, wearing Dongjiang cotton armor and tower helmets, and a large force of Dongjiang infantry trotted over from both wings, and was sandwiched around the Zaniru division that went down to the plain.

In the astonished and uncertain anticipation of a group of barbarians, the two teams of six columns of infantry ran and stood in great order, turned straight to the left and right, and the manager ran forward, and the straight line of the queue was not chaotic at all, and the wall was the same, which brought these barbarians a great sense of oppression.

But the real oppression is still to come, the commander of each column shouted, the musket that was originally resisted on the shoulder was held in the hand with a loud bang, and then there was a burst of gunfire like fried beans, crackling a burst of white smoke filled the air, under the sound of the gun, the Zalut Department was simply frightened, the children cried, many people sat on the ground, and some men were also cautious and vigilant with weapons and looked left and right.

It wasn't until this kung fu that the horse's hooves came closely, and with the pro-soldiers, Mao Jue rode a gloomy horse.

It's no wonder that the old Liaodong was full of hatred, and when he got here, even Mao Jue couldn't help but take a breath.

This was the first time he had seen this Zaniru tribe, this tribe was completely different from the Kiriyaks and Ainu natives on Sakhalin Island, and they were a little more beautiful than the hairy natives on their bodies, but they also had high cheekbones on their faces, full of horizontal flesh, and a fierce look, and they were more advanced in their clothing, wearing textiles instead of primitive animal skins, and more importantly, their hairstyles were neither like the Hamgyong Jurchens with pigtails, nor like the natives who simply wore their hair, but the whole head was almost shaved, He left a piece of hair the size of a copper coin on the back of his head, tied it in a bunch, and hung down from the back of his head.

If Mao Jue didn't recognize it clearly, he would have done it in vain for so many years, the money rat tail, the Dongjiang River and the Ming Empire's post-Jin standard hairstyle!

If this is not obvious, then in the middle of the queue, there are almost a hundred or so people wearing iron tower helmets, wearing iron cuirasses that are a bit similar to Mongolian Luo circle armor, shawls and hems with cotton armor bubble nails, it is very obvious, the eight flags are the red flag!

"Building a Dog !!"

With a snort, Shen Rong directly pulled out the saber, but when he squinted at it, Mao Jue suddenly waved his horsewhip, pressed his knife back, and immediately tilted his head at Song Xiance.

"Let's take a look!"

It's Lao Tzu again!

The mouth was sour, and this big radish was full of reluctance to kick the horse to the front, but this thing really had the talent to be a diplomat, and when he came to the front, Song Xiance was in Jurchen language, which Su Mu Yeertai couldn't understand, and he screamed for a while.

But what was even more shocking was that there was a burst of authentic Shanxi old vinegar inside.

"Master Shaman, spare your life! I'm waiting, I'm waiting to take refuge sincerely! If there is a lie, the sky will thunder! ”

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The accounts that should be calculated have to be calculated, but fortunately, before the surrender, the Zaniru Department also had a mental awareness, a total of fourteen murderers who didn't know whether it was true or false were handed over, these unlucky ghosts were handed over to Sumu Yeertai to chop off their heads and play, and more than a dozen people with money rat tails hung in front of the Red Twin Cities, which was considered to have settled the blood feud between Dongjiang and Zaniro.

But even so, this tribe is currently marginalized, and instead of directly integrating into the community of the Red Twin Cities, several large farms were assigned to them in the middle of the two satellite military forts newly built by Mao Jue when Mao Jue was away, and the implication of this isolation and surveillance is self-evident.

As for the armor on the more than 100 Red Banner Armor soldiers, the carved bow in their hands, a bit like a big blade of a knife, was directly confiscated.

And the chieftain of the Zhaniru tribe, Abule, and the Shanxi villager just now were directly taken to the Yamen of the Red Shuangcheng General Mansion.

To tell the truth, although Mao Jue and the Houjin army did not fight much, once they captured Yizhou, and once in the battle of Daling River, which desperately fled for their lives, but these two times made Mao Jue feel a little scared! After all, it was on the rise, and the Eight Banners Army was different from any enemy unit he had ever fought against, and Jianlu's combat effectiveness and fighting will could even be called crazy.

Under the same casualties, even if the warriors of the Japanese army who are known as the warriors will easily collapse, but the Houjin Eight Banners are like dying beasts, and they will bite you hard when they die, the battle of the Daling River, he is newly formed, and the elite infantry who eats the best food and kills people as their profession is hard to fight a small half, and his Mao Jue's family is only one or two thousand, but counting the Mongolian cavalry, the eight banners of the Han army and the clothed minions below, Huang Taiji may not be less than 200,000 troops, if he is dispatched, 300,000 is not impossible.

This is also the reason why Mao Jue is extremely vigilant and cautious about Houjin.

But this Abule really let Mao Jue see the Houjin Army in another year, he had been thinking about Sakhalin Yiba after entering the yamen, he simply fluttered and knelt hard, knocked his bare head on the ground and cooed, and bowed loudly.

"Slave Abule, meet the master, the master is blessed!"

The guy with a Shanxi accent also bowed directly to the ground with weak legs, and this grandson was also dressed in a Jurchen horse coat and a money rat tail, but his title was much more exquisite.

"Student Gong Youfu, meet the military master!"

"Students? Do you still have a reputation? ”

It's not like the later generations are full of students, college students are worthless, these days, only those who take the imperial examination can call themselves students, such people, Dongjiang now has a population of four or five hundred thousand, and there are only a few hundred, relying on Mao Jue's Dongjiang Academy, and even many shop guys have been recruited into it, which only supplemented Mao Jue's staff group, and there is a talent in this barbarian tribe? It really surprised Mao Jue.

"Don't dare, the student has just been promoted to Yanmen County, and he has not yet taken the fame, and in the forty-seventh year of Wanli, he was transferred from the post of grain officer of the General Soldier Malin Army, and was captured in July Tielin Chengpo."

"Huh! Sell yourself as a slave and confess a thief as your father! What about the sages you learned! ”

At this end, Song Xiance immediately sneered, he is an old boy, and he has a sour stomach for these people with higher education than him, and he took the opportunity to sneer.

However, with a slap, Mao Jue pulled him back and nodded his head at this Xiucai.

"Go on, how did you get to this bitter leaf, and what's going on with these red flags?"

"Return, back to the military master, Lord Abule, he, he is not a red flag man......"

"Don't make trouble with my generals, really when the old men are blind, what the hell is this?"

With a bang, the red Luo Quanjia was smashed to the ground by Shen Rong, so frightened that the money rat-tail Xiucai stumbled and almost didn't lie on the ground, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and hurriedly explained.

"Return, back to the military master, Lord Abule and the Zaniru Department are the clothed servants of the Zhenghong Banner Daishan Beyler, born in the Jurchen of the East China Sea, and were ordered to collect pearls in the water, in the second year of the Apocalypse, the water is in the spring, and the pearls that cannot be handed over are offered, and the Zaniro Ministry fled to the Hosini Mountain, cut trees and built ships by the sea, and they fled here......"

Not all Jurchens are masters, Nurhachi's conquest started from his own people, first unified Jianzhou, and then annexed the four Haixi tribes, and also attacked the East China Sea Jurchens in the Jilin area of Heilongjiang, that is, the savage Jurchen tribes, many of which were captured were directly beaten into a cloth of Aha, and there was no shortage of entire tribes who surrendered to Ahha, and this Zhaniru Department was one of them.

Two thousand tribesmen, four or five hundred men, the Zanilu tribe is among the Jurchen tribes, it is a small shrimp, the whole tribe is a slave of Daishan, for him to pick Dongzhu in Heilongjiang, as a result, this year there was a big flood, can not pay the tribute, they ran away, and the same unlucky was used as a coat, responsible for supervising the acceptance of the tribute of several slave tribes such as the Zanilu tribe Gong Youfu was abducted and taken away.

But it's really called changing the stage, changing the world, having iron-making technology, and the mind of a Han scholar like Gong Youfu, the Zaniru Department will be a grandfather when he arrives on Sakhalin Island, and the more primitive tribes with leather jackets and bone arrows hit by iron armor and iron arrows are full of baggage, Mao Lianwei said that they have been here for thirty years, and it is actually only ten years from the second year of the Apocalypse to the eighth year of Chongzhen, and their population has increased to more than three thousand.

It's also called being born at the wrong time! If the Qing army enters the pass, all the millions of people in the northeast are moved to the pass, and the entire northeast is empty as the land of Longxing, how can he Zhanilu be able to occupy the mountain as the king and be a grass king, and the Russians who have been at ease in the late Qing Dynasty invaded, but in this time and space, Mao Jue, the demon, and a group of barbarians came to compete for this pimple-sized wild land, Dongjiang and Houjin can't compare, but compared with the Zanilu department, he is still a big guy he can't provoke.

Especially after Mao Jue's pretending to be ......a ghost, coughing cough, playing a beautiful trick, dodging the edge of the Dongjiang River and retreating to the northern part of Sakhalin Island in the shape of a fish, this Gong Youfu also launched a diplomatic offensive to win over the savage tribes who were scared by the Zhani Lu tribe, and gathered an unprecedented strong army in the history of Sakhalin, with more than 1,300 people, to compete with the Dongjiang River.

But a few days ago, Mao Jue summoned the Buddha to play with one hand, just like the ten-mile Chu Song that blew away the overlord of Chu, the gathered savage tribes fled and retreated, watching many people go south, Dongjiang didn't seem to kill anyone, and weighed his weight, and the Zhani Lu Department finally decided to re-correct his position, and he had to kowtow, and finally went south to find Mao Jue to surrender.

This Jurchen and a Han man were in tears, how to be oppressed by the Zhenghong Banner, because the pearls handed in were not qualified, Abule's father was directly cut off an arm by the soldiers of the Jianzhou Department, bleeding too much and died, crying, but the hearts of those Dongjiang army generals in the yamen were softened, and even Shen Rong was not so hostile, and he also felt the vicious scolding.

"The dog who kills a thousand knives!"

But Mao Jue kept frowning when he listened, waiting for Gong Youfu to repeat it, he suddenly turned his face and slammed the table with a gloomy face.

"Bastard thing! In the second year of the Apocalypse, you fled to the bitter leaves, and it has only been ten years, and the population of the tribe has doubled by half! Just now, I will mention that there are no less than eight hundred strong men in your department! There were only about 300 when you first crossed the sea, and in less than ten years, you were able to raise your children to be strong? Isn't Lao Tzu? ”

Buzzing, the duo of pretending to be grandsons were frightened again, and the eyes of Shen Rong and the others became sharp and fierce again. The clothes are all gone, and all the literati are gone, this Gong Youfu is crying and kowtowing again and again.

"How dare the little one deceive the military master! These strong men, yes, not all of them belong to our Zaniru tribe, in, after this bitter leaf has fallen, Lord Abula sends a ship back to the shores of the Hosini Mountains every year, and every year there are Haidong Jurchens who have escaped, and this head has let the various departments pay tribute to feed the population, and collect and collect, it is more than 3,000, military master, if the small one deceives you, you will throw the small one into the sea and feed it to the sharks!"

"So, you still have a connection with the East China Sea Jurchen?"

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