The chief flag officer didn't say anything directly, for fear of demoralizing, these savages are really not afraid of death, but they have been at peace with the Great Wei side before, so there has not been a large-scale conflict yet.

However, the cardinal room of Nan'anhou Mansion has already transmitted confidential documents to the level of the general banner, and recently the burning of the wasteland is getting closer and closer to the indigenous territory, that is, close to the foot of the mountain...... The mountains here in the Eastern Domain stretch for thousands of miles, and more than 70% of the 36,000 square kilometers of land are mountains.

Of course, not all of them are high mountains, from plains to hills to mountains, and there are gentle places in the mountains where you can set up villages and grow some simple crops.

The closer the Nan'an Hou Mansion approaches, the greater the pressure on the Gaoshan people, and the greater the possibility of friction between the two sides.

If it really starts, Zongqi is very suspicious, these untrained Ding Zhuang, in the face of those wild men who are not afraid of death, even if they can win, how much price will they have to pay?

Even if only thirty people died, that is, one-tenth, I am afraid that the entire Ding Zhuang team would collapse, and once the news of the large-scale deaths came out, it would also be a rather heavy blow to the immigration plan of Nan'anhou Mansion.

Miasma, desolation, plague, and the hard work of clearing the wasteland, these can attract more people with all kinds of preferential treatment and future hopes of Nan'anhou Mansion.

Even if the newcomers have to live in oilcloth tents for a few months, when they see those small courtyards, those decent settlements, and their hearts are full of hope, what is the hardship of a moment?

But if you are harassed by the natives, or even kill the officials who open up the wasteland, this is another level of matter.

If this is the case, I am afraid that few people will dare to continue to come to the island.

The distance between the two sides is not far away, about less than two miles apart, but there are a few hills and gentle slopes in between, and shrubs and grass grow very tall, so it is not too real to look at it, and it is a little vague.

In front of and around the people, there were fires everywhere, which made Ding Zhuang a little anxious.

At this time, the figures of the guards appeared on the left, and they sent the alarm just now.

The guards didn't dare to get too close, but after the alarm was raised from a distance, they still kept a distance from the natives.

If something is wrong, these people may not be reliable, after all, they are the previous troops stationed on the island, and their morale, physical fitness, and combat skills have all fallen to the bottom.

Now that they have been retained, the military salaries that were previously deducted are paid in full at two times, and the welfare benefits are similar to those of the soldiers in Nan'an Prefecture, and they can also bring their families to the island, these treatments are enough for them to survive the hard training, and they can also do their duty to maintain local law and order, otherwise it is too difficult for them to come forward and work hard.

Fortunately, the figures of the cavalry soon appeared on the southeast side.

More than a dozen cavalry is said to be a few, but more than a dozen cavalry galloped over, and the movement was not small.

There was a noticeable commotion among the natives, and there was some blindness in the ranks.

Previously, they had concentrated on the side of the eleven hundred households, but now there were enemies on the other two sides, although the number was small, but it was obviously the appearance of a regular army...... The natives are not stupid, they have dealt with the Great Wei for more than 200 years, and they still recognize the regular soldiers of the Great Wei.

One of the cavalry stepped forward alone and began to shout to the natives.

The two sides exchanged questions for a while, and then confronted each other for a pillar of incense, and suddenly there was a commotion on the side of the eleven hundred households, and the natives retreated.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous." Li Guozhu wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "This time I really feel like I'm almost fighting." ”

Everyone present felt the same way, and unlike previous confrontations, this time it seemed that the natives really wanted to do it.

"After this incident, everyone's courage is a lot bigger." Li Guozhu pinched the bow handle, feeling that the bow handle was slippery and slippery, and the hands and back of the bow were already sweating.

Not only is it the heat and the surrounding fire and smoke baking, but the main reason is, of course, fear and fear.

After all, he is an ordinary person, and he has never experienced such a critical and tense thing in front of him.

"If nothing happens, the natives are also people." The general banner looked back to appease the people under his banner, and shouted: "If you really fight, their bow strength is not as good as ours, there are not as many people as us, and there are cavalry threatening their flanks...... They don't know that the guards can't fight, do they? In this way, there are only 100 natives facing our 300 or so people, and if we really fight, they will be our opponents? ”

When everyone thought about it, they were really relaxed.

Li Guozhu said with a smile: "We are also seven-foot-tall men, how can those little black dwarfs on the other side ride on our heads?" ”

Zongqi hit the railway while it was hot: "They want to force us not to open up the wasteland, how can there be so many acres of fallow and crop rotation if we don't open up the wasteland?" Without fallow rotation, can the yield go up? According to the estimation of the prince and Fu Siguan, if the water source is sufficient, the fertilizer is sufficient, the round is every two years, the selection and breeding of good seeds, and the deep cultivation and sowing, with the time of the Eastern Domain, one mu of rice can be harvested at least three stones, which is the lowest average yield per mu, and may harvest four, five, and six stones. ”

"Fuck, kill as many as you want!"

"it, Lao Tzu's Chang Zhen is not a fire stick?"

"The bows and arrows in our hands are really not decorations."

As soon as the general flag said this, the anger of the people suddenly rose.

Everyone thought that this was indeed the truth, setting fire to the wasteland, opening up the fields, and not burning the indigenous villages on the mountains, nor opening up the territory into the mountains.

If they are really stopped by the natives, everyone will be instigated to retreat, how can they continue to burn the wasteland in the future?

From the perspective of environmental protection in later generations, the current burning of wasteland is simply the most barbaric destruction of natural ecology, but human beings have evolved step by step from hunting to gathering wild fruits, then to raising animals, and then to planting crops.

Don't think that mountain dwellers are comfortable hunting...... Nomads and fishing and hunting people are the hardest state, the record of the last years of the Ming Dynasty, all the Jurchen tribes have to keep exchanging the specialties of the Ming Dynasty for salt, iron, grain, medicinal materials, and cattle, why? Because the income from farming is the most stable, it can make the tribe rich and increase the number of people in the tribe.

The most powerful nomads, such as the Mongol Altan Khan, were also skilled farmers.

The Jianzhou Department is the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren who are determined to farm, and they started with farming and warfare rather than fishing and hunting.

The pure herdsmen are in Mobei, and even the arrows of the poor are made of bones, and they have no combat effectiveness at all.

The purest fishing and hunting people are the Oroqen people, the Sauron people, the Evenki people, these Tungusic people after a few hundred years there are still some small tribes living in the riverside and dense forests, living in the way of fishing and hunting, they live in snow caves, eat raw meat, the harvest tribe Tian Ding imported, starved to death and froze to death in the famine year, this is the real survival of the nomadic and fishing and hunting people.

Later generations do not know why, boasting that these ethnic minorities in the mountains, grasslands, and forests are brave and brave, and if they are really fierce and brave, that is, the Han people gnaw raw meat and pick wild fruits in the grasslands and dense forests.

The Han people just occupy a large area of fertile land that is easy to cultivate, the largest plain in East Asia, the longest river, and the most fertile land in the hands of the Han people.

The cavalry soon returned on horseback.

"Brother Guoji." He Baihu shouted from afar: "What are the natives coming here for? ”

The cavalry all shouted, "It is too close to their village and is dangerous. ”

"Isn't that farting?" He Baihu said angrily: "We are here, at least twenty miles away from their village. ”

Lin Guoji nodded and said: "There have been a lot of such things recently, and the natives seem to have signs of restlessness...... He Baihu, you hurry up and burn the wasteland, and we will cover you to retreat in a while. ”

"The prince had better send troops once." He Baihu's eyes flickered coldly, and he was as sleek as a businessman when he talked to Huang Laigui before, and at this time, he could see the demeanor of a veteran!

What is a veteran who has seen blood, who is not afraid of fighting, who is not afraid of going into battle, and who is willing to shed blood and fight, this is an old pawn!

Ordinary people, quarreling over trivial matters, most of them are bluffs, and they can fight with fists, and they are afraid that there are only one or two out of ten people.

And the soldiers are holding bows and bows, and they are engaged in the business of human lives, He Baihu's face turned cold, and many people already felt the threat and pressure.

Lin Guoji nodded, also admiring the aura of the veteran in front of him, he hugged his fist and said: "When the burning of the eleven hundred households here is over, we will return immediately and report to the head of the capital and the cardinal room of the Hou Mansion to know." ”

"That's for the best." He Baihu Zhengse said: "Sooner rather than later, I'm afraid that if I delay for a day, it will be excellent!" ”

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It was not only 1100 households who were afraid of accidents, Xu Zixian received three consecutive alarms from the morning, and by the afternoon, there were a total of five.

They were all burned wasteland, or they saw brigades of natives on the outer edges of the fields.

In the afternoon, the cardinal's room summarized and analyzed the frequency of the natives' dispatches in the last few days, and Li Yi personally reported to Xu Zixian.

"Junhou, I think it's a few tribes in the mountains near the plains, and I'm not happy that we are too close, and it's not that we don't have brains. The size of their sorties of one or two hundred men, many times in a row, should be a warning. ”

"That's what Gong Li said." Fang Shaoqun, who was sitting under Xu Zixian, bowed and said: "Looking down, the first warning is that it should be the scale of dispatching more than a dozen people to dozens of people, and make a slight attack." Up to now, the scale of one or two hundred people dispatched should have been considering fighting us. For example, in today's report, 1100 households encountered more than 200 natives, and instead of dealing with the law, they should have already started a fight. ”

"Yes." Li Yi showed a worried look on his face and said, "Our privy council people also have such judgments. ”

Fang Shaoqun is in charge of the military strategy, which is to plan and judge the inside and outside of the Eastern Domain, including the entire overall situation.

The Privy Council also served this purpose, but it was mainly used to determine the situation in the Eastern Domain.

After all, the only territory under the control of the Secretary Pavilion is the Eastern Domain, even if it is Penghu, it still belongs to the Great Wei on the surface.

"What does Feng Qi suggest?" Li Yi looked at Fang Shaoqun and said: "Now this game is just right, recently there are three hundred cows, and there are already 1,700 cows on the island, even if there are 1,000 households in two months, three or four households can take turns with one cow." And six thousand one hundred horses, mules, donkeys, and cattle were sufficient, and manpower, and dingkou, were also sufficient. Next month, when the wasteland is burned to the same distance as the official road around the island, the new settlement will leave more than 1,000 strong men to continue to follow the masters, and more than 1,000 strong men will continue to build various factories and docks, and the rest, at least 20,000 or 30,000 people can dig ditches and wells on a large scale to open up the wasteland, this time is just right, the weather is still in time to plant a season of rice, if this time is wasted, it is a pity! ”

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