Chapter 1461: Deputy Commander of Manjing Guard, Zuwaro

52 degrees north latitude, Heilongjiang.

Towering white mountains, majestic black waters, and endless deep mountains and old forests all stretch together in the vast land of the outer northeast. The gloomy sky was covered with layers of dark clouds, and it was so wet that it seemed like water was dripping out. And the majestic Heilongjiang, in this August flood season, unscrupulously displays its surging and rushing!

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!..."

Three long-headed galleys were rowing slowly upstream to the south along the open river surface. On the flagship Big Snow Wolf, forty sturdy tribal warriors were rowing the oars with all their strength, beads of sweat on their necks. Kingdom warriors and Jurchen warriors wearing leather armor and carrying large bows were also densely packed on the deck, as many as the oarsmen.

In fact, when this group of oarsmen could no longer row, the warriors would take over and continue rowing hard. It is so difficult to move from the lower reaches of Heilongjiang to the upper reaches. The sail on the galley barely caught the wind. However, no matter how difficult the waterway is, it is always much easier than crossing deep mountains, dense forests and swamps!

At the end of this barbaric 15th century, in the outer northeastern land with a radius of three thousand miles, waterway was the most convenient, and even the only road with large-scale traffic! The fisheries, irrigation and herds brought by the rivers also allowed almost all large tribes to settle around the rivers.

Of course, the camps of various tribes are usually separated from the dangerous river by a certain distance, or simply built on the hilly highlands along the river. Because at the beginning of spring, midsummer and late autumn, there are many severe floods and floods in the Heilongjiang River Basin. They are so large and violent that they are no joke, they can really kill you!

"The commander of Manjing Guards Command envoy Qianshi Seal...give...what kind of custody?...The Ministry of Rites made...the tenth year of Yongle?...Yongle, Yongle again, the same Yongle on the temple stone tablet!..."

Zuvalo was wearing leather armor and sitting between the stout tiger slave and Xiong Da. He was holding a large square brass seal in his hand and carefully discerned the handwriting on the seal. He stared at the seal in his hand, thinking about the countless traces that the southern empire had left on this vast northern land. And the true appearance of the empire seems to be getting closer and clearer as the fleet moves south.

"Ancestor! Are you still looking at this copper block with characters on it? What's so interesting about it? The 'Mang'achen' tribe that inherited this copper block is said to be the leader of the powerful Ming Dynasty in the south. It was once very powerful... but By now, isn't the 'Mang'A Zen Tribe' also in a state of decline?"

"According to the captive old man, they were attacked and plundered by groups of tribes heading south, and they encountered white disasters one after another... Their population was getting smaller and smaller, and they didn't even dare to settle by the river and wanted to escape. Deep in the mountains... And in the end, they were discovered by us and we teamed up to defeat them... It's a pity that such a famous tribe only had more than two hundred people, and we tried our best to defeat them, but we couldn't defeat them. I have killed more than a hundred tribesmen and about forty men, and I still want to give you half..."

"Aguda, after annexing this 'Manjing tribe', there will no longer be any big tribe that can threaten us within a radius of one or two hundred miles of the Maha tribe! I have done a lot to help you, even those few pieces Seized iron knives and armor , and all the food in the tribe are given to you! I only need half of the twenty men, half of the four horses, and most of the tribe's women and children that you don't want... The big deal is yours, you. What’s there to complain about?…”

"Okay! Okay! Zu, my brother-in-law, we are on the same team. No matter whose tribe grows stronger, it can bring more to us!..."

Hearing Zuvalo's response, the majestic Maha Agu rubbed his nose and nodded sheepishly. Zuvalo brought him food, weapons and equipment, sent troops to help him fight, and sent priests to help him manage. In the end, he just asked for some people and horses... No matter how you look at it, Zuvalo is his best ally and the most loyal family. The intimate kind! This brother-in-law is really good at getting along!

"Ahem! Zu, what you just said is not accurate. That is not 'Manjing', but 'Mang Achan'. In the language of our tribe, it is a 'delicate key bow', which locks the lower reaches of the river." Jiangsuo'! Therefore, the location of this tribe must have been by the river. But they were timid and cowardly, but they still migrated to the mountains despite being given such good weapons and armor by the Ming Dynasty... Haha..."

"Jiang Suo? 'Mang Achan'?...Manjing?..."

Zuvalo blinked, looked at the official seal of the Ming Dynasty in his hand, and repeated it again. With his current level of Manchu, if he wants to pretend to be a canonized Jurchen leader and go to the big country in the south to see what is real and what is not, is it too easy to be exposed?

"Well... take a look first and explore the way to the south! If you encounter anything, just go back... The upper reaches of the river always have to be opened slowly... As for this "official seal", it was just an accident. The harvest…”

Zuvalo was in a daze, recalling his experiences over the past two months. He set sail from Shenhuatai Port with three long ships in early June. Then, the fleet passed through the wide estuary of Heilongjiang River at the end of June, and after several days of sailing, it arrived at the Maha Division of Nurgan.

Along the way, he also met some Nifkh dog tribes, recruited several guides, and gave some practical iron gifts. Originally, he thought that he could win over a few dog tribes to go south and move into the vicinity of Shenhua Taigang. But the level of trust between the two parties is obviously not enough. The dog leader smiled and refused, and disappeared into the dense forest on the seaside with the dogs. As for the Nivhe tribe in the dense forest, no one could find it, let alone catch it... When the kingdom's fleet arrived at the Maha tribe, both parties celebrated for several days! After almost a year, the Maha tribe has once again annexed several small tribes that went south, expanding from about 200 people to about 400 people.

Under the leadership of the extremely brave tribal chief, Maha Aguda, the entire Maha tribe can mobilize a maximum of one hundred female real archers and more than twenty female real cavalry. In this dense forest river in the lower reaches of Heilongjiang, it can be regarded as a big tribe!

However, what limits the size of the Jurchen tribe in the lower reaches of Heilongjiang is never the source of people, but the supply of food. This time Zuwaro came a little later than promised. When he arrived, the Maha tribe was already very short of food and was ready to go out collectively to plunder!

The arrival of the fleet brought more than one hundred shi of rice, which greatly eased the food pressure of the Maha tribe. However, Maha Aguda is reluctant to eat this kind of shelf-stable winter food. So, after both parties celebrated. He put on the iron armor brought by Zuvalo, took the brave archers of the tribe, and invited the other party to send troops together! Both sides gathered together more than two hundred armored warriors, and together they attacked the "Mang'a Zen Tribe" more than a hundred miles away in the southwest mountains that he personally led the team to investigate and selected as the robbery target! …

Next, there was a march in the forest, an attack after passing through more than a hundred miles of dense forest. The "Mang'a Zen tribe" set up a stronghold in the mountains and raised many hounds. They were very vigilant and could not make a sneak attack. Everyone could only rely on thick armor and twice the number of heavy archers to carry out a strong attack. More than two hundred people fought from morning to afternoon, killing seven or eight soldiers and injuring more than a dozen before they broke through the tightly defended "Mang'a Zen Department"...

The key to breaking the situation in that battle was Aguda and Hu Nu, leading dozens of pioneer warriors to brave the iron arrows of the "Mang'a Zen Tribe" and climb into the low wooden wall. Aguda swung his sledgehammer, and under the cover of Hunu's heavy sword, he knocked down several warriors who blocked the road. Then, he roared and found the target, charged forward wearing double armor, raised a twenty-kilogram hammer, and smashed to death the only mature female chief who was fully armored with iron!

At this point, the chief was killed, the warriors died in battle, and the enemy climbed onto the wall... The entire "Mang'a Zen tribe" completely lost their fighting spirit. Like a pack of wolves that had lost its leader, they knelt down in the mud and surrendered to the new forest. The middle wolf king. According to the rules of annexation between tribes, from now on, they will be members of the Maha tribe...

What the two "tribal chiefs" who asked the two troops to send troops never imagined was that in order to survive, the old man of the Mang'a Zen tribe also presented several shabby brocade-wrought colorful clothes, a thick paper edict of canonization, and this huge piece of The bronze seal of "Manjing Guards Command Commanding Envoy Qian Shi". These are the canonizations and rewards received by the "Mang'a Zen Tribe" passed down from generation to generation after paying tribute to the Ming Dynasty in the past! And those brocades and colorful clothes that obviously cannot be produced in the dense forest, those strange edicts and official seals are the traces left by the empire after hundreds of years of rule over the vast white mountains and black waters...

"Zu! Where's that magical eyepiece of yours? Use your magic and let me use it!..."

Maha Aguda's loud voice interrupted Zuvalo's memories. Zuvalo put away his emotions, recited a few "mantras", and handed the telescope to Aguda. Then, he lowered his head again, studied the official seal of the Ming Dynasty in his hand, and pondered the handwriting on it.

"The commander-in-chief envoy... This seems to be an official position? Succession from generation to generation, canonization from generation to generation, and permission to pay tribute once every three years... Is this position equivalent to the hereditary nobles of the kingdom? Why is it 'allowed' to pay tribute once every three years? It seems that paying tribute is not only It’s not that Ming Dynasty asked for tribute, but it was a reward from Ming Dynasty..."

"Lord God! How do the Ming-Han tribal alliance in the south rule the border? Why do they not only not ask for tributes and sacrifices from the vassal tribes on the border, but also reward them? What do these vassal tribes do to them? Use it?…"

"Manjingwei, Mang'a Zen tribe...a tribe of more than two hundred people...well, even if there were seven or eight hundred people...can they become hereditary nobles of the Ming Dynasty? In other words, they can direct everything, just everywhere Visible petty officials cannot be compared with the real hereditary nobles within the Ming Alliance..."

Zuvalo pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. The more he learned about Ming Dynasty, not only did he not see it clearly, but there was more confusion in his mind. Perhaps, given his background and experience, and the education he received at Shenwei University, if he wanted to understand the complex Ming Dynasty, he would need more information and a long period of time and contact. Or maybe, he needs to find someone who truly understands the Ming Dynasty before he can try to go south and contact the huge Ming Dynasty in the prophecy...

"...! Blessed by the Lord God who can fight! What is that? Smoke? Smoke from burning? Smoke from burning in this harvest season?!... Roar!..."

The river was turbulent, and Maha Aguda on the bow held up the "God's Eye Magical Artifact" and suddenly let out a warning roar that could be heard by the three galleys!

"God bless me, everyone, please be alert! Put on your armor and grab your bows and arrows!"

"Behind the river bend in the south, there are large groups of tribes fighting!"

"Listen! There are sounds of fighting in the wind and dogs barking! It's unmistakable!..."