Chapter 1463 It’s Over! We’re on the Mongolian Pirate Ship!

"Aguda! What is he talking about?"

"Haha! I couldn't understand the second half of what he said. But the first half was asking for help... He regarded our fleet as some kind of commanding chief of the Ming Dynasty... Then, he claimed to be the commander of the Harman tribe of the Ming Dynasty. The chief is our ally and is asking for reinforcements!…"

"...?! How could he think of us as the tribal chiefs of the Ming Dynasty? Could it be that his eyesight is better than that of the Canine, and he saw this official seal?..."

"Ha! Zu, it should be because of our big ship! On this big river, even the big tribes with two or three thousand people cannot build such a big ship! It is said that only the Ming Dynasty in the south has such a big ship! …”

Maha Aguda grinned widely and held the sledgehammer at his waist. He stared at the six mature women in armor in front of the fleet with hunting eyes, and lowered his voice like lurking tigers and wolves.

"Zu! Send someone off the boat! The prey has been brought to the door. How can you let it go? These are six fine war horses and six sets of southern armor! Don't you want a guide from the south? Catch this guy , He must know a lot!…”

Hearing this, Zuvalo's eyes flashed and he looked at the chief of the Harman Tribe, who held the bronze seal high, and the five cavalrymen who came after him. These cavalrymen all wore strange-style half-length cloth-covered iron armor with front placket.

He looked at the camp a few miles away. The beast-like Jurchen tribe had broken open the gate of the camp and poured in in groups. The shouts and resistance in the camp began to weaken. The three besieging tribes all separated their cavalry at this moment, forming a group of more than 80 cavalry, carrying smaller cavalry bows and approaching the river vigilantly.

"Aguda... do you think we have a chance to repel these Jurchen tribes and save this village of several hundred people?"

"...! Zu! There are eight or nine hundred tribes on the opposite side, at least six hundred archers, and eighty cavalry! And the stronghold of the Harman Tribe has been destroyed!..."

Upon hearing Zuvalo's question, Maha Aguta looked shocked. This brother-in-law is sometimes cautious and timid, but when he really wants to be greedy, he is more courageous than anyone else!

"The God who can fight! Right now, three hungry wolves in the forest have captured a fat deer by the river. The other wolf by the river saw it and wanted to come forward and share a piece of meat... Everyone will weigh it. We need to weigh and compare our respective strengths and give up some of our prey!…”

"But if we want to monopolize this fat deer so that they can't eat anything, then there's no need to talk about it! We have to fight and bite three hungry wolves like a tiger, until both sides are dripping with blood. , can we drive them all away! Look at those savages! The hungry wolves have red eyes. How can we easily drive them away? They will definitely fight us to the death for this prey! Even if we kill half of them, it will only help them reduce their mouths to eat. More edible meat!…”

"Witness the Lord God! If we get off the ship and fight to the death with these eight or nine hundred savage tribes... The final outcome is hard to say, but the charge of these eighty cavalry alone, even if we are wearing armor, will probably cost us our lives. Give me a life!"

"! Are the charges of these wild cavalry so powerful?..."

Hearing this, Zuvalo was really surprised. He looked at the savage Jurchen cavalry assembled in the distance. They were all tall and messy, with no order in sight.

However, the faces of each wild Jurchen cavalry were full of wild ferocity and fierceness, and they looked coldly towards the river. They wore flat fur hats and used long and thick braids to protect their necks. In addition to thick furs and hard-wired bows and arrows, they all carried armor-piercing bone stone hammers. The horses under their crotches are all very tall Jurchen mountain horses. Together with the horse, they look to be at least two meters tall. I just don’t know what they will look like when they charge?

"Ten, twenty, forty, eighty wildling cavalry?..."

Zuvalo frowned. He had never seen nearly a hundred cavalry charging. But seeing the fearless A Gu slap in the face, he showed deep fear... He could roughly understand the power of this kind of charge, it would definitely be very scary!

"Hmm...Aguda, then as you said, I'll eat these six cavalry first!...But don't turn your back and insist on it, keep these people in your hands..."

Zuvalo's expression moved slightly and the corners of his mouth raised. He handed the copper seal in his hand to the hand of the tallest tiger slave, and then ordered.

"Tiger slave! You reply... Just say this..."

"Yes, Chief... Roar! We are the commander of the Manjing Guards... Mang Achan Ahu!... We will dock right now and come to rescue you!..."

"Ah?! It turned out to be the commander of the Manjing Guards, the envoy Qianshi? Mang Achan Ahu? Mang Achan tribe?..."

Hearing the reply on the boat, the Harman chief Ali on the river beach widened his eyes, which was really incredible.

"What? Do the Manjing Guards in the north still exist?...Since the Nuergandusi was abolished, waves of savages went south. Didn't the guard posts from the lower reaches of the river to the mouth of the river fall one after another? We Ha'er Barbarian Guards , should be the only canonized tribe in the north that still holds on to the end, right? ...I haven’t seen the Manjing Guards paying tribute to the south for more than ten years. Why did they suddenly appear again with three large ships?

Chief Harman looked hesitant, clearly sensing something was wrong. He looked at the armor on the ship, and the styles of their armor also looked strange. Only a few of them are Ming army-style cardigans, and many of them are cloth-faced armors. What's even weirder is how come the nail bubbles on the opponent's cloth armor are yellow. Could it be expensive and impractical copper armor?

However, besides the Ming Dynasty, who else could build such a big ship? They can't be the Koreans south of the Yalu River, or the Mongols on the upper reaches of the westernmost tributary of the Heilongjiang River, right? The other party’s accent is definitely Manchu! What's more, the copper seal held high in the hand of that tall warrior... There is no doubt that it is the commander's official seal given by the Ming Dynasty. It is exactly the same as the one in his hand!

".Manjing Weidu commanded the envoy Qianshi...Mang'a Zen tribe..."

Chief Harman reined in his horse and stopped, taking the last five cavalrymen with him, hesitating by the river. At the moment, behind him are the cavalry gathered by the wild Jurchens, and in front of him is the vast river. Where can he go?

After just a moment's hesitation, three flat-bottomed longships had already approached and lowered their heavy gangplanks. Then, a dozen armored warriors, including the warrior holding the bronze seal, and another majestic man, all approached.

"The copper seal! It's our commander's chief! Take it and look!...The enemy's cavalry is coming! Hurry! Get on the boat!..."

Chief Harman was stunned as he watched the tall tiger slave put the official seal of the commander of the Manjing Guards directly into his arms! He hurriedly connected it and was still subconsciously checking the inscriptions on the official seal when he felt a tightening around his waist and was forcibly held down by the tiger slave. Then, the strong Xiong Da led his war horse, and the tall tiger slave pulled him, almost semi-forced, and carried him onto the long boat!

"Get on the boat! Get on the boat quickly!..."

As for the remaining five cavalry, they were also surrounded by groups of soldiers, and were half forced to take them separately to three ships. Some people have noticed that something is wrong, but in front of the spears, heavy axes and bones of the soldiers, and in front of the big bows and arrows aimed at the ship, they can't say anything, and they have no time to do anything.

"Friends, take out your weapons!..."

The soldiers carried the six cavalrymen onto the long boat, took the horses away immediately, and took away the weapons from the cavalrymen's waists. At this time, the expression of Ali, the chief of Harman, had changed again and again, and he realized that he had boarded a pirate ship!

"What is this? What is this?!..."

Behind the side of the ship, many archers and soldiers were seen, all with thick and long braids, clearly looking like they were giving birth to girls. Of course, it is understandable that Manjingwei is located in the northernmost part and has a large number of Jurchen tribes. But in addition to half the number of female virgins, there are also hooded archers with quarter-round faces who look like Mongolians! As for the last quarter, although they also have black hair and black eyes, their faces are very deep, and they are obviously different from the appearance of the other tribes, and they can't tell their origins at all. But what is certain is that all the soldiers on the ship have a fierce and powerful aura, and each of them is an elite who kills people! …

"It's over! There is such a big ship, but it's not from the Ming Dynasty... These people can't be... from the Mongolian tribes in the west?... This... This is simply out of the wolf's mouth and into the tiger's den!..."

After discovering that something was wrong on the ship, the Harman chief Ali felt bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to speak again and shouted for help. He lowered his head, bowed his hands to Zuvalo, who looked like a chief, and still pretended to be close to him and said.

"Holy Emperor! The Ha'er Barbarian Guard commanded the envoy Qian Shi Ali. Thank you for your help! The Ha'er Barbarian Guard and the Manjing Guard have been friendly for generations, and their ancestors have also had contacts... Although they have not seen each other for more than ten years, but We met today and we still feel so close to each other..."

"well!…"

Zuvalo smiled and imitated the manner of Chief Harman, and cupped his hands. The other person spoke Manchu too fast and urgently, so he didn't quite understand it. It was not convenient to ask others at the moment, so he just smiled vaguely.

"Everyone is fine! We are all friends!...You take off your armor and rest first! Let me save people!..."

"Huh? This accent?..."

Hearing Zuwaro's unfamiliar and strange accent, Chief Harman was even more chilled. He concluded that this was a group of Mongolians pretending to be the commander of the capital! The Mongolian tribes' penetration into Liaodong has been ongoing. Since the Tumubao Incident, all the three powerful Duoyan guards in northwest Liaoning have rebelled and moved towards Mongolia. The Uuliangha households farther north, that is, the Ulianghai tribes of the people in the forest, have become one of the most proficient households in Dayan Khan, and they continue to expand their pastoral areas to the northeast...

At present, the vast interior, northeast, and west are all owned by the Mongolian tribes, while the north is overthrown by the barbarians from the south. The Ming Dynasty established a border defense line in Liaodong in the south, and used the extremely loyal ministries as a peripheral barrier in the middle. Any Jurchen tribe willing to pay tribute will be canonized and rewarded...

The biggest purpose of the Ming Dynasty's generous rewards and restraints on the Jurchen tribes was to prevent these brave and refractory fishing and hunting tribes from being lured away by the Mongols to join in the harassment and plunder of the hinterland of Liaodong. To put it simply, under the threat of Mongolia, the Jurchen tribes had the value of united front, so that everyone in the Ming Dynasty would rather reward more property and official positions to appease...

"Remove armor and rest? This? Yes! Yes!...It's up to you!..."

Harman Chief Nuonuo responded twice, and then Xiong Dahu Nuo removed his armor and took him aside, where he was surrounded by a group of warriors.

"Put up the planks! Ready the bows and arrows!..."

All the warriors who landed returned and the heavy springboard was put away. Three large ships were parked on the shore, and archers from all races lined up beside the ship, waiting for the reaction of the savage tribes on the shore.

"Da da da!..."

Soon, eighty or so wild Jurchen cavalrymen, led by three chieftains, rushed to the riverbank. Behind the cavalrymen, there were one or two hundred wild archers, spreading out and approaching, like a pack of wolves ready to attack.

"Stop!..."

Seeing the rows of large bows on the side of the ship, the strongest chieftain raised his arm and asked the cavalrymen to stop. Then, he stared at the groups of armored archers on the ship, counting one or two hundred of them, with vigilance and fear on his face. Finally, he looked at the six horses on the ship reluctantly, and shouted at the tribe on the ship from a distance of more than a hundred steps.

"Which tribe are you from?! This is the prey we hunted with great effort! Hand over the six horses and armor!..."

Zuwaro carefully observed the wild Jurchens on the shore and signaled Maha Aguda to reply. To deal with these savage tribes, we have to look at the brave and brave chieftain Aguda, who is also a savage.

"Ha! We are the Dafaha tribe! We are the tribe by the river! The wolf pack in the forest hunts, each relying on their own teeth and skills, and we have a share of all the wolves we see! Which tribe are you from! How dare you come to snatch the meat we have in our mouths?..."

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In Manchu, "Dafaha" means salmon, which means "fishing tribe". Hearing this familiar way of communication, the strongest chief was stunned, and then looked at the other two chiefs. The three looked at each other, knowing that they had encountered real fellow tribesmen, the real "wolf pack" coming south from the north. And the three of them discussed in a low voice for a while, and then the strong chief came forward and shouted loudly to the fleet.

"We are the Wudiha tribe! We are the tribe in the forest! We spent so much effort to surround this prey, and dozens of warriors died before we broke their village!... You didn't do anything, just came up and picked up a big piece of 'meat'!..."

"Roar! According to the rules of the forest, you have to hand over the meat! Or prove your ability, you are a real wolf with sharp teeth, qualified to eat meat with us!..."

"Haha! Good! I will prove it to you now!... Our teeth are very sharp! This small piece of meat can't fill our stomachs, we have to eat more!..."

Maha Aguda laughed and patted his chest hard. Then, he picked up the heavy stone hammer in his hand, swung it hard, ran two steps, and threw it on the river beach!

"Here!"

"Bang!"

The heavy stone hammer drew an arc from the boat, flew out for more than 20 steps, and hit the sand on the beach, making a loud "bang" sound! The sand on the beach splashed, causing the two horses in the front to stomp their hooves a little uncomfortably.

"Da Da!"

The three chiefs stared at such amazing tiger power. However, the more amazing thing was yet to come. Maha Aguda let out a wild roar and slowly pulled open his huge bow with a force of 15 and a full 200 pounds. With the sound of the bow being opened, a thick and long arrow was aimed at the leading chief Wudiha. Maha Aguda narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth coldly, roared like a violent tiger, and released the extremely heavy bowstring!

"Roar!... Die!..."