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The military boots on the bluestone road, constantly making a crisp sound, the Dongjiang Army is like the Roman legion back then, carrying a spear-like bayonet flintlock pistol, a dagger like a Roman short sword pinned to the waist, and even a big shield, a series of wars, so Mao Jue realized the importance of battlefield cover, so everyone in the cold weapon post is equipped with a small steel-faced square shield, the size of a basin, and the back is not sinking, and there are bayonets between the shields to bite.

In the event of an attack, the shields of these men can be quickly put together to create a large cover shield for the musketeers behind them.

Armed to the teeth, the first regiment hurried down the mountain trail.

It's just that while trotting, Wen Meng was still full of reluctance, and whispered with Mao Jue there.

"General, since it is Fengtianling, the Jiashan Department on the other side of Rentong has plundered Xianxing City, let's destroy them, the strength of the three regiments, isn't it easy to fight a group of barbarians? Let's follow that dwarf, what are you doing in Sanshui's white work department to the west? ”

"Where is so much nonsense, why don't we change the two of you, Lao Tzu is the leader of your first regiment, and you are the fucking commander of the whole army?"

I can't ride a horse in the mountains, Mao Jue is also following a large team, running all over the body with a stinky sweat, it is when he has a bad temper, this goods is still picking and choosing here, and he was immediately scolded by him.

I wanted to agree, but Wen Meng was afraid that he would really nod his head, let alone exchange, he couldn't afford the rate of the first regiment, and he was sent by Mao Jue to the toilet brush brigade to be a toilet captain, and the old guy could only quickly lose a little face, nodding sadly.

"Of course, you are the old commander of the whole army, where does our old man have that ability?"

"Then shut up! Order, the whole army marches quickly!"

After being reprimanded and drooping his head, Wen Meng's goods ran a little faster.

Not to mention, this Sanshui's Baizuobu is really different from other savage Jurchens, Sanshui is a relatively large plain impacted by the Yalu River, and it is even a bit similar to Baimaze near Yiju, which is also the most densely populated area of the Jurchens in Hamgyong Province, with a total population of about 30,000 people in dozens of small departments in the four major departments, and there are 14,000 or 5,000 here, which shows its prosperity.

Next to the Jiangjie Plain, you can often see patches of farmland cultivated by the Jurchens, as well as the villages they built, but not to mention that compared with the Han people, the Central Plains, compared with the Li Koreans, they are much backward, the plough is still used for ploughing, every household wears animal skin clothes, and lives in simple primitive wooden houses, some of which are still built of deerskin.

Speaking of which, these people are still related to the Nurhachi family in their ancestors, and they both belong to the Huli Reform Department, but in the more than 200 years under the command of the Li family, this relationship has long been worn out.

There are also some villages of the Li Koreans here, after all, such a large plain, it is impossible for the greedy scholars of the Li Dynasty not to participate in it, but they have lived together for so many years, and both sides have a feeling of assimilation with each other, and they can't tell each other very clearly.

Watching this elite Dongjiang army advance rapidly, one up, many young people dressed in animal skins were lying on the side of the road in surprise, constantly looking at it, some were surprised, some were vigilant, but everyone was a little afraid, more than half a year, they also fought with Dongjiang, at first it was the Jurchens who went to rob the Han people, but gradually, the form was reversed, many Dongjiang Han people relied on their thick nails to be sharp, and after feeling the shape, they killed the Jurchens back and plundered the Jurchens as slaves. Before Mao Jue arrived, his reputation was first among the Jurchens, and he was portrayed as a monster with a blue face and fangs.

After arriving at the mouth of the river along the tributaries of the Yalu River, there were more people on the side of the road all of a sudden, in the front were more than a dozen wizards wearing ghost masks and blue-faced fangs, and there were about hundreds of people wearing deerskins and carrying bows and arrows on their backs.

Fortunately, a sharp and obscene voice sounded in these Jurchen ranks.

"Commander, don't shoot, it's me! It's me! ”

The big head, the small short legs, it was too hard to recognize, and he first arrived at this white work department for three days, and he also changed into a deerskin, and Song Shorty ran out in a hurry, waving his hand there.

"General, this is the welcome ceremony of the White Crafts Department, those few people wearing masks are all great wizards in the department, and they are not hostile!"

In fact, it is said that it is a Jurchen, a tribe is a custom and habits, and it is not a nation, just look at the Northeast in later generations, when they were the same Jurchens, and later separated out of the Manchus, Oroqen, Evenki, Hezhe, Xibe, etc., the languages are not the same, when entering the mountain, Mao Jue also deliberately found a Tungusic guide, but what these guys said, the old hunter of the Li family who ran the mountain all the year round was also confused.

In this strange ceremony, the first group was surrounded by people up the mountain and into the cottage of the White Crafts.

Not to mention, on the map of Lee's North Korea, the name of this place is still very magical, called Singapore, but it is obviously not as prosperous as the Lion City in later generations, about 5,000 people of the Bai Zuo Department live here, the whole village is divided into three parts, and the regular wooden houses make it feel like a city here, but between walking, some details are reflected in Mao Jue's eyes, some large families have iron-clad plows hanging in their yards, and there are stone mills at the entrance of the street, which is not something that Bai Zuobu can do by himself.

No matter which Jurchen department it is, it is still in the stage of slavery, and some of the slave owners in the city are also wearing the kind of homespun cloth clothes that have been dyed in the Li family's Joseon, looking at Song Dwarf leading the way in front, Mao Jue couldn't help but nod secretly.

This product has really done its homework, and the reason why it picks Bai Zuo's subordinates is probably because these guys are the most civilized one, and farming is their main way of life, and they seem to be the richest, but in fact, they are also the most faceted.

However, Mao Jue didn't all agree with this Song dwarf's plan, in his heart, he secretly had a plan.

Entering from the mouth of the village, all the way to the top, and finally arrived at the home of the head of the white department, which is also a house built of wood, it is indeed a lot more spacious and huge than the houses below, but that's all, the inside is still tattered, but this main hall is quite large, directly open the mouth to the outside, and I don't know what this Song dwarf said in the past three days, the head of the white department Tiger Bar, a thin and thin little old man is extremely enthusiastic with the nobles in the tribe to personally greet the door, Moreover, Mao Jue also saw that in the fire pit in the main hall, a cow and a deer were barbecuing, and the aroma was overflowing.

And what surprised Mao Jue even more was that this old man could actually speak Chinese, although it was not so standard.

"The old and white man is the head of the tiger, I've seen Maohan Atour!"

"General, Han Yaduo means tribal warrior, this is a very high title!"

Song Xiaozi was translating there, but Mao Jue ignored him, but asked with some surprise.

"Do you speak Chinese?"

"Hehe, in the border city of Yizhou in Maohan Yatour, the old man also rushed over, and sent more than 1,000 mink skins to Han Yaduo every year, as well as hundreds of catties of ginseng.

"Han Yaduo, please inside!"

Inside, Mao Jue finally admitted that the sinicization of this tribe is really deep, because the way of expressing etiquette is actually to salute cigarettes, and several officers who followed Mao Jue in, Wen Meng, Li Qianhu, and Wu Baihu were saluted in their hands, and they were lit on fire, as for Mao Jue not smoking, the entire Dongjiang River is also famous, this old guy didn't know where he was, but just invited Mao Jue to the top.

The big guys all smoke, the relationship in this house is not so raw, even Wen Meng's guy is actually smiling, at this time the roasted livestock is almost roasted, and there are women wearing deer skins who come up to cut meat, the customs here seem to be a bit similar to the Mongolians, roast the whole deer quilt and slice a piece of the best shoulder blade, and then cut the deer belly, and release a bowl of venison soup, these two things were offered to Mao Jue.

"Lord Han Yaduo, I heard Daoist Song say that the Li Dynasty lent the place north of Hamgyong Road to the Dongjiang River, and this place will be under your jurisdiction in the future, but is this so?"

"Of course!"

didn't wait for Mao Jue to speak, holding a cigarette in his mouth, Wen Meng was already showing off excitedly.

"My general's martial arts are world-famous, and he once carried a three-foot sword to kill 100,000 Japanese invaders and fled, and the northern frontier of the Li Dynasty is all the territory of my general."

There doesn't seem to be any concept of this 100,000, and the old guy didn't have much change in his expression, and said with a smile while pouring wine for Mao Jue.

"In this case, my Bai Zuo Department is willing to be the first to be attached to Han Yaduo, following the example of Li's Joseon, respecting Han Yaduo as the leader of the Beli League, Han Yaduo wants to send troops to deal with the Jiashan Department, and my Bai Zuo Department and the Sanshui Ministries are also willing to send troops to respond, Han Yaduo thinks it's good?"

It seems that nine out of ten are safe, although the old guy is asking, but the tone is already completely affirmative, who knows, in this piece of harmony and harmony, Mao Jue actually shook his head stiffly.

"Not good!"

In an instant, the entire big wooden hall was silent, and Song Xiaozi's face that had just been smiling with him was also frozen there, and he hurriedly tugged at Mao Jue's sleeve, while he forced a smile and held a wine glass.

"The general can really joke, come, let's drink ......"

"Lao Tzu never jokes."

Standing up suddenly, Mao Jue said bluntly: "This time Lao Tzu is here with soldiers, not to make friends!" Lao Tzu is a martial artist, and there is only one standard for being a person, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!"

What is modeled on the example of Lee's Joseon, respected as the leader of the Beli League, in fact, they still do their own thing, people are polite, call you big brother, the symbolic meaning is to give you something, Lee's Joseon is very weak, those scholars who cultivate in the Hamgyong Plain just beg these savages not to go out of the mountains to grab things, and they are not willing to really bother to govern them, Lee's Joseon has ruled here for more than 200 years, almost as long as the history of the Ming Dynasty, but look at them, don't they still live their own Jurchen life?

But Mao Jue came to Hamgyong Dao, for the sake of rule, he didn't want to have more than 30,000 savage Jurchens under his command who listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement, I have to admit that there are indeed foreigners who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty, such as the mainstay of the Ming army, Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers, is the Tujia army, the Qin family and the Ma family don't know how many people died for the Ming Dynasty, but this is just a special case, more is the grass on the wall, every year the Ming Dynasty in the nine sides can not pay the military salary, the annual reward of the border wall Mongols has almost stopped, but when the gold rises, Shouldn't they be the other way around?

In the future, once Jiannu goes east, Mao Jue doesn't think that these guys will be like today, so they will pour wine and cut meat for themselves.

"The Baizuo Department and the Sanshui Tribes, between sixteen and forty-five strong men, are all incorporated into the Dongjiang Army, and thirty percent of the tribal income is used as taxes and handed over to the Dongjiang River! A line of law, with the Dongjiang River!"

"What, it's good to collect taxes!"

The old man, who was fine just now, suddenly became ugly, and on the other side, more than 20 leaders exchanged heads with each other, and a few grumpy leaders actually slapped the table and jumped up.

However, Mao Jue seemed to be waiting for this moment, just as a few savage Jurchen people were slapping the table and scolding angrily, only to hear the sound of ping-pong suddenly sounded, and the six people, the six wine jars in front of them, all exploded.

The revolver was emitting green smoke, seeing that the faces of those leaders were pale, as silent as the goose slaughtered in the New Year, Mao Jue blew the green smoke from the muzzle of the gun very cowboyly, and neatly inserted the gun back into his waist.

"Who has an opinion?"

…………

In the Tang Dynasty, there was Xue Rengui, three arrows set the Tianshan Mountain, and more than 100,000 people surnamed Tiele were suppressed, Mao Juezhao was far worse than General Xue, and he fired six shots, but he only suppressed more than 10,000 savage Jurchens.

Under the military authority of the first regiment, the banks of Sanshui have bloomed in the past few days, and every household is facing the pumping of Ding, and the savage Jurchens over the age of 16 and under the age of 45 have been drawn out and entered into the military register, among which the strong men from the age of 18 to 30 are also formed into a separate army, which is really called live blood drawing, almost all the strong men of more than a dozen tribes have been drawn out by Mao Jue, and the additional Dongjiang has won two thousand troops.

Song Xiaozi's plan was also disrupted, looking at the complaints in the narrow road, those savage Jurchens wearing animal skins were forced by bayonets and left the house in tears, and this big-headed son-like guy followed Mao Jue sadly.

"My general! What a pain! First agree to the request of the Bai Zuo Ministry, and then recruit on the situation, as soon as the Hunyuan Department and the Shu Mu Department surrender over, this Hamgyong Dao Jurchen will be flat, and now the general will deal with the Bai Zuo Department with cruel means, then the other three will want to surrender again, but it will be even more difficult! ”

This thing was crying there, but Mao Jue didn't care about standing in Baizuo Cottage and looking down, watching the savage girl being driven out in the hustle and bustle, and he didn't look back, he just threw down a sentence coldly.

"This is Dongjiang!"

Hearing this, Song Shorty couldn't help but feel excited, but he was thoughtful. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!