Chapter 1465 In the Cold Forest, the Savages Walked in the Dark!

The Great Cold Age at the end of the 15th century began to descend from the extreme north of Siberia. Countless wild tribes migrated southward, bringing a dark age of chaos and fighting to the vast Outer Northeast.

Of course, the chain impact of the barbarian invasion is currently limited to the vast Heilongjiang River Basin and the Tungus tribes. The border wall of Liaodong Town in the Ming Empire is still more indestructible than the Great Wall in the desperate situation for the raw and cooked Jurchen tribes! And the tens of thousands of Liaodong official troops on the border wall are even more powerful. They wantonly drive the cooked Jurchen tribes that have surrendered, just like the master drives the most obedient and loyal hounds!

According to the original history, the "loyal" cooked Jurchen tribes will have to endure and grow for 120 years under the wings of the empire. From Mongolia to Korea, they are fighting loyally and bravely for the emperor of the empire. It was not until a hundred years later, when the hounds grew into wolves and cautiously looked back to explore, that they suddenly discovered that the powerful "master" who had been driving them had suddenly become old in the most terrifying time...

"Chief Maha Aguda, who can fight, we recognize your bravery! You are a big wolf qualified to hunt, 'Big Niu Hulu'!... The horses and armor of these six cavalrymen are yours!..."

"Haha! Chiefs of the Wuzhe! One Big Niu Hulu, among three Nurha, can only get six horses? Such a small amount of prey is not enough for so many warriors under my command!..."

"!..."

Hearing Maha Aguda's call, the three chiefs of the forest tribes all looked stern, and their faces showed the ferocity of savages. They looked at each other, turned their horses' heads together, retreated out of the range of Maha Aguda's giant bow, and then the leader of the Wuzhe Aguda came out to answer.

"Great Chief of the Maha Tribe! What do you want? The 'prey' on the river bank was hunted by our tribe in the forest! The meat that has been eaten cannot be shared with the guests who come later! Even if a wolf on the river bank is very strong, it can't beat three wild boars in the forest!..."

"That's right! Great Chief of the Maha Tribe! You are a fierce archer like a tiger, and you have three big boats that are bigger than trees! We can't shoot you and climb onto your big boats... But your boats can't hold any cavalry! Your warriors can't get off and can't reach the edge of this village!... As long as we retreat a mile and leave the narrow river beach, our cavalry can charge! No matter how many powerful you are, Even the armored archers who are afraid of this can't break through these few miles and go to the village to rob us! ..."

"Yes! That's right! Even a bag of barnyard grass, an iron pot, an iron arrow... they all belong to our Wuzhe tribes! In the forest behind, there are also our migrating tribes and more warriors! In just two days, we can empty this village and not even leave a chicken for you! ..."

"The Lord God who can fight is watching us! In this case, let's use the bows and axes in our hands to see who is the warrior! ..."

Hearing the reply from the chiefs in the forest, Maha Aguda's face turned cold, and he raised his bow again, aiming at the wild cavalry on the river bank. And the heavy archers of the Maha tribe on the boat also howled like wolves, and changed to war arrows that could shoot far.

"Ah! Get closer and shoot their horses!..."

The poor and savage Jurchen tribes are like this. They can turn against each other at any time. They can fight fiercely even for a chicken or a bite of food, not to mention a wealthy village. In fact, the two most powerful weapons for these savage tribes to survive are the barbarism of fearlessness and the poverty of poverty. They are even poorer than the Caribbean tribe with poisonous arrows!

In this era, the Ming border troops in Liaodong Town still inherited some of the practices of the Yongle period and maintained the courage to take the initiative to go out of the border. They often went to the northern tribes to forage for grass and grain in the spring when livestock multiplied and horses were weak outside the border. And they also had a very practical assessment of the tribes north of the border wall.

Among them, the Mongols were the "number one bandit". The court gave a reward of one Mongolian head, which was equivalent to three Jurchen heads. The Mongolian tribes were easy to fight when they were loose, but once they were mobilized and gathered, they would be very difficult and dangerous. Once they were caught up by a large group of cavalry, they would not be able to escape!

However, the Mongolian tribes also had a lot of livestock. As long as they could bring back some horses, cattle and sheep, and some "heads" rewarded by the court, they could make a lot of money from going out of the border. At least it was much better than "only six dou of grain per month", which added up to only five or six taels a year, and the superiors would deduct 30% of the salary!

In this way, the Liaodong frontier soldiers who survived two or three times out of the border would have money to buy a house and marry a wife to continue the incense! If they were luckier, they could bribe the superiors to remove their descendants from the military household register and turn them into civilians...

The ordinary Jurchens were much poorer than the Mongols. They only had some furs, mountain products, and heads that could barely pretend to be "bandits" after the military supervisors turned a blind eye and deducted most of the rewards. Fortunately, facing the fierce Liaodong frontier army, the Jurchen tribes that were not canonized by the court and were small in scale did not dare to resist and would allow the Ming army to rob them. As for the harvest, don't even think about getting a wife. Just feed the brothers and save some money for drinking.

As for the Jurchen barbarians who migrated south from the north, once the border troops meet them, they have to look up to the sky and curse a few times! Once these poor and arrogant barbarians meet in the forest with limited vision, they will be shot with a heavy arrow and decide life and death immediately. Not only are they more stubborn than the Mongols in small-scale battles, but more importantly, they hardly provide any valuable "drops"!

You can't just pick up their broken bones and jewelry and forcibly sell them to businessmen in the military town for a few copper coins for wine money, right? However, which businessman can do business in a military town does not have several commanders or even military supervisors behind him? Therefore, hunting the Jurchen tribe of wild people is a complete loss-making business. It's just that when a tiger sees crabs all over the ground, he shakes his head and has to take a detour!

What? You said that the savage Jurchen has two thousand catties of gold in her hands? Ha ha! Could it be that he was half-starved all year round and was driven crazy by the thought of salary? Do you know what two thousand pounds of gold means in the Liaodong border area? This is more than 300,000 taels of silver, 60,000 taels of silver a year for the Liaodong frontier army. It is still real hard currency, not some frivolous treasure money!

If you really want to have such a windfall and reveal your wealth to the savage tribe... Needless to say! Three thousand servants and cavalry put on their armor and went out of the fortress, arrange it immediately! …

Of course, generally speaking, if there were no strict orders from the court and sufficient payment for the expedition, the Liaodong Ming Army would hardly appear north of Tashanwei (north of Harbin). As for the life and death of the Jurchen Guards in the middle and lower reaches of Heilongjiang, which were conferred by the imperial court, they would not even care. In their eyes, tribes that are separated by tribute and canonization two to three thousand miles away are actually similar to savages...

The main reason why the Ming army appeared in the Tashan Guard area was because the empire was a life-and-death enemy. The Mongolian tribes could easily pull out 200,000 horsemen and attack in three directions. The task of the Ming army in eastern Liaoning was mainly to scout the Mongolian left wing, especially the three guards of Taining, Fuyu and Duoyan in northwestern Liaoning who fell to Mongolia. They need to fight with the Mongolian rangers who appear from time to time to prevent the Mongols from spying on Liaodong.

As for now, to find the place where the Liaodong Ming Army is actually stationed, we have to go all the way south, until the "Jilin Shipyard" area that has been abolished is gradually being handed over to the "Ula City" with the Haixi Jurchen...

"Aguda! Don't do anything!...You tell them like this..."

Seeing Maha Aguda with a cold and stern face, as angry as a tiger, Zuwaro reached out his hand and slowly pressed down the arm of his uncle that was holding the bow. Then, he whispered a few words to Maha Aguda, and the other person's eyes froze and his expression changed.

"Zu! Do you really want to exchange these good things for those useless penises, women and children?..."

"Um."

"Then our ship, with so many people on it, can't go any further and has to turn back!"

"Um."

"The main god who can fight! With so many mouths to eat, can your tribe on some island in the east feed it?..."

"Witness the Lord God! Aguda, you believe me! These people cannot be fed in your hands and must be consumed... But in my hands, there is a way to make them grow food!... It's really not possible, They can also raise poultry, or go out to sea to fish, and they can even continue to go south and force the tribe to exchange for more rice..."

Zuvalo raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a different kind of confidence in his eyes. This was the confidence brought to him by the Lord God. This confident look is like the earliest morning light in the mountain forest. It makes people who have long been accustomed to the coldness of the white mountains and black waters and the cruel maha aguda of the dark forest feel a little distracted for a few breaths.

"Okay! Okay!...Blessed by the main god who can produce food! Zu, I really don't understand you. You have been trying every way to get people. You are different from all tribes..."

Maha Aguda complained and mumbled a few words, then turned his head angrily. He stared at the three vigilant Wu Zhe chiefs on the shore, took a deep breath, and roared like a Siberian tiger again.

"Chiefs of the Wanderers in the Forest! We don't want the food in the stockade, nor the iron tools in the stockade! We don't even want a chicken!..."

"We want the captives that you can't feed! We want as many captives, women and children as you want!..."

"Ancestors witness! We can take out the iron spears and axes, the iron arrows, the precious iron pots, and exchange them with you for the captives that cannot be fed!..."

"Even! We can help you and treat the injured warriors of your tribe! Those warriors who are seriously injured and cannot be taken away can also board our ship and bring them back to our tribe for treatment... Let the souls of the dead ancestors give them a chance , determine the destination of their souls!…"

"Ah? What! You only want people?!..."

Upon hearing such conditions, the three Wuzhe chiefs suddenly widened their eyes, like the astonished Nurha wild boars in the forest, with incredible expressions on their faces!

Ah, it has been the beginning of winter these two days, and my head hurts from the wind. Code one chapter first.