Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Heavily Armed Landing
All the Han villages were plunged into grief and fear.
This plain, which later became known as the Jianan Plain, is now home to more than 3,000 Han Chinese immigrants. After the death of the Song Dynasty, they could not bear the harsh government of Mengyuan and were enslaved, and because there was no way to live, they risked their lives to go to sea.
They were all clans and villages, drifting across the ocean in small boats, and came here aimlessly, most of them died in the sea on the way here, and only a small half of them were lucky enough to land on the shore.
When they first arrived, they found that the land was fertile, there was no one to plant, and there was no official government, it was like a paradise, and they all cheered, thinking that they could have their own land and live a good life from now on.
Moreover, there are many abandoned village houses here, which were apparently inhabited decades ago, and they don't even need to build more houses, they can just repair them.
However, soon someone found a lot of headless white bones in the abandoned villages.
Needless to say, these bones are those of people who have crossed the sea before. Who slaughtered them?
The newcomers began to panic, but the attraction of fertile land was simply too great for them to be an irresistible asset to the Han Chinese.
Therefore, everyone still had the courage to stay.
But soon, they knew at whose hands the immigrants had died.
Shengban!
Although there are no Tartar officials and brutal Mongolian officials here, there are evil ghosts in the mountains!
Just last year, there were more than 6,000 people in this land, but in just half a year, more than a dozen villages were slaughtered, and if it weren't for the hundreds of people who crossed the sea one after another, there would not be even 3,000 people now.
First the villages near the mountains suffered, and slowly, the villages far away from the mountains also began to suffer.
Those who were not tall in stature, had dark faces, were ugly-looking, and were barebacked, with broken hair and tattoos, chiseled teeth and pierced ears, almost savages. Even the Tartar barbarians are more civilized than the raw ones.
However, these beings are extremely fierce and cruel, brave and good at fighting, and there are quite a few of them. Although the weapons of Shengban are extremely backward, only scimitars and spears made of bronze, and bows made of bamboo, they still have an advantage in weapons compared to the lack of knives and guns.
The vast majority of them were peasants, and their iron tools consisted of hoes, ploughs, sickles, and at most scissors, wood knives, and tongs.
Moreover, almost no one wants to "turn a plow into a sword". After all, farm tools are also the foundation of farmers, if the iron tools on farm tools are refined into knives and guns, how can they farm the land?
Weapons aren't the most lethal thing, and hoes aren't incapable of competing with bronze spears. The most fatal problem is: a plate of loose sand!
Dozens of small villages, although they have contacts with each other, do not belong to each other, and they are scattered in their own ways. Thousands of Han Chinese immigrants have no leader.
In the past, in order to resist the shengfan, each village held several meetings to elect a principal. However, the people of Zhejiang wanted to promote the people of Zhejiang, the people of Fujian wanted to promote the people of Fujian, and the people of Guangdong wanted to recommend the people of Guangdong, but they were not convinced, and they could not elect a person in charge after several discussions, which hurt the peace.
What a plate of loose sand!
Seeing other villages being slaughtered, except for the dead rabbits, foxes, and sad creatures, they were all helpless and passively beaten.
Even, many people have the idea of going to sea to escape.
At this time, in the newly built ancestral hall of Linshui Village, the village chief Lin Biju was sitting on the chair with a sad and angry face, and his tone was extremely heavy.
"If the villages don't unite anymore, we, the Han immigrants, will be killed like pigs and dogs! Some people want to go to sea and go back, but can they still go back! Most of the time it's not that the boat has been fed to the fish as soon as it capsizes! ”
Linshui Village was originally a village in Zhejiang, and most of the villagers were surnamed Lin. After migrating, Linshui Village was rebuilt here, and the village chief was still the original Lin Biju.
Lin Biju is a talented person in the Song Dynasty, and he also has some talents, and he has been the village chief for many years, so he still has the ability to govern a township.
However, there are still several immigrant village chiefs who have the fame of Xiucai, both Fujian and Guangdong, so naturally they cannot become the principal by virtue of their fame.
A tall young man said: "Village chief, no matter what, you have to think of a unit, otherwise the next time you come, you won't sit still?" This time, I must fight with Shengban once! ”
This young man's name is Zhang Yong, and he is also from Linshui Village. He was not a village elder, and he was not qualified to come to the ancestral hall to discuss matters, but because he was the head of the Song Army, he made an exception to attend the meeting.
Lin Biju sighed, thought for a while and said, "Zhang Yong, you send the villagers to inform the village chiefs and ask them to go to Gurong Village tomorrow to discuss important matters!" ”
Gurong Village is a Fujianese village, and the reason why I go there to discuss matters is because it is in the center of the villages, and it is only a dozen miles away from the most marginal village.
What Lin Biju didn't know was that the village chiefs of each village had made the same decision, and the locations they chose were all in Gurong Village without exception!
Han people, once they are really forced to be in a hurry, will never be willing to be pigs and sheep to be killed.
Early the next morning, all the thirteen immigrant village chiefs arrived at Gurong Village to discuss major matters again. All of them looked solemn and anxious.
At the moment of life and death, how many more fish on the chopping board have to jump, let alone thousands of people?
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Just when the Han immigrants were nervously deliberating, Li Luo finally saw the huge island.
"It's a treasure island! You can go ashore in a maximum of an hour! Cui Xiuning said happily.
Li Luo smiled: "It's really not easy, after six days of turbulence at sea, I finally have to go ashore." Are you sure the front is the Jianan Plain? "His knowledge of literature and history is much stronger than Cui Xiuning, but Cui Xiuning's knowledge of maps and geography is too much stronger than him.
Cui Xiuning said with certainty: "My route will not be much wrong, and I will definitely be able to land on the Jianan Plain." ”
The Jianan Plain is located on the western coast of Baodao, covering an area of 4,000 square kilometers, with fertile land, rivers and abundant products, once fully developed, enough to feed a million people.
Cui Xiuning's choice of landing site was the northern part of the Jianan Plain, because the route was the closest, and it was easiest for spontaneous immigrants from the mainland to reach this area.
More than an hour later, seeing that the landing was imminent, Li Luo immediately ordered all the village warriors, private soldiers, and Jurchen elites to put on armor, distribute weapons, and be fully armed.
He knew that the current treasure island was not a good place, but there were many fierce and barbaric people. If you are attacked as soon as you come ashore, where will you have time to pierce your armor?
Li Luo gave an order, and the Jurchen refugees on each ship immediately began to select the strong. This group of Jurchen refugees are mainly young and strong, and many of them are veterans who have followed Yan Duo before.
Therefore, more than 1,800 people actually elected 500 strong men, and most of them were tall.
An hour later, the flotilla approached the coast. Li Luo took off his Goryeo Zhou clothes and changed into a set of black lacquered mountain iron armor. Then a suitable place for landing was chosen, the ship was stopped and anchored, and the disembarkation was organized.
It wasn't until he really stepped on the land that Li Luo was sure that he had really set foot on this island.
Cui Xiuning wore a lighter samurai leather armor. Although Japan's anti-Song black lacquer mountain iron armor is not as heavy as the real Song armor, it is also nearly thirty pounds, and she has a little difficulty wearing it as a woman.
The men dismounted, and even fifty horses were brought ashore. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and when they saw the vast area of unclaimed land nearby, everyone smiled.
Li Luo supported Yan Duo, who was also dressed in iron armor, pointed to the depths of the treasure island and said with a smile: "Father-in-law, this plain is not small, it is not ordinary to feed hundreds of thousands of people, and it will be ours in the future!" ”
Yan Duo laughed heartily, "Wu'er, this place is a gift from God, it is very useful, good to do, good to do!" ”
Many people bowed down together and said in unison: "Congratulations to the wolf lord!" ”
Li Luo is the son of Yan Duo, nominally the lord of the Jurchen exiles, and has an official position, and also holds a large amount of armament, money and food, and the Jurchen exiles are naturally respected by everyone.
Li Luo brought 100 village warriors and 100 private soldiers this time, all of whom were soldiers who had undergone months of hard training. He immediately assigned 100 Han people to 500 Jurchen Jingzhuang to temporarily serve as captains, and then allocated 50 Jurchen private soldiers who could ride horses as cavalry.
"Tiger Gu!"
"In!"
"Let you take the cavalry captain for the time being."
"No!"
After Hu Gu received the order, he immediately gathered fifty private soldiers and distributed war horses. These men would all ride horses and soon form a cavalry warband.
After some arrangement, the 700 improvised troops were put in order, and all of them were stubborn and stubborn, and they appeared to be completely well-equipped regular troops.
"Camp in place, everyone rests on the spot, slowing down the hard work on the boat. Tomorrow morning, we will go deeper into the camp! Li Luo ordered.