Chapter 390. Advance into the Great Northern Wilderness
This departure was a little more difficult than the last time to advance to Sakhalin, after all, it was September and October, and now it is the end of December, the coldest season.
The only thing is better, Vladivostok is no longer a bare wilderness, here is to repair the guard wall and military fort in advance, with a hot coal stove to burn the Chase shop, although there are only about 2,000 people in the current plus family members, but as a bridgehead for Mao Jue to open up Heilongjiang, the scale is only a little smaller than the Red Twin Cities, and it is not a problem to live tens of thousands of people.
It's just that for the Jurchens, it's not so friendly.
When Mao Jue led the army, outside the Vladivostok guard, tens of thousands of simple tents made of animal skins were withstanding the cold northeast knife wind, buried in the snow for a small part, and the natives wearing animal skins and homespun cloth were guarding a small fire outside the wall and shivering with hunger.
This is the most difficult time for many departments in Heilongjiang, the living conditions in this era are bad enough, the Ming Empire that has been cultivated and developed in the Guannai is displaced, starvation everywhere, not to mention that this is also all over the wild Heilongjiang River Basin, every winter, the longest state of each ministry is to find a sheltered small valley or shrink in the simple wooden village where they live in the cat winter.
But this year, under Mao Jue's order, some tribes had to go to the Yalu River in advance from autumn, and the gathering and hunting period was shortened a lot, and a lot of food was consumed on the road.
But this is exactly what Mao Jue wants, that sentence is good, the icing on the cake is easy, and it is rare to send charcoal in the snow, these tribes have been rewarded by the Dongjiang River in the most difficult time, and it is unforgettable for them.
And the lack of food in various departments is also the easiest time to slaughter, why do you dare to object to Mao Jue? All right, your tribe go hungry! Hunger is the most powerful weapon in human history, hungry to the extreme, people can eat even the same kind, not to mention the old slave feudal system, which tribal chief dares to resist Mao Jue, Mao Jue can make him majestic in two or three days, and even lose his head, it has to be done by their own people.
Sure enough, as Mao Jue expected, he had just come down from the military port, and a total of seventeen or eighteen tribal leaders all came over in a hurry, crying and shouting one by one, and even seemed impatient.
Before the crossing, he was a small person, but after this crossing, the characteristics of some nouveau riche were brought out in a series of buildings presided over by Mao Jue, and each fortress had to have a president-level office and a huge reception hall, and this Vladivostok Fort was no exception.
The twelve braziers supported by three spirals are arranged in two rows, although the whole hall is empty, dozens of square meters, but it is also burned warm, bright, a golden chair in the middle, not to mention, the guard commander who guards here is quite intimate, I don't know when he hunted the Siberian tiger, made a tiger skin mattress on the chair, one hand on the chin, Mao Jue to there a Ge uncle paralyzed, just like a mountain carving.
Before Nurhachi, the Manchus were a last resort nation, just like Genghis Khan's conquest of Mongolia, many tribes of different origins and cultures were forcibly pinched together to form a unified nation, but it has not been run-in by the Qing Dynasty for more than 200 years in Guannai, and the cultural differences between these different nationalities are still very strong.
For example, the tribal leader kneeling at the bottom in front of him, some have two small pigtails, some have a twisted braid, some are bald in the middle, two small braids on both sides, some have three shaves on their heads, and one small braid also has a Jianzhou hairstyle, and there is a money rat tail left, but to be honest, Jianzhou's hairstyle is obviously not practical here, and the two bald heads are frozen blue.
They are all dressed in thick leather robes, with their hands on their chests, and these tribal chiefs all caress their left chests with their right hands, and kneel down with their right legs forward, typical customs etiquette.
"Meet the Celestial General!"
It's a pity that Mao Jue is not here to exchange Daming and Jurchen friendship today, his face is dark, he slammed the table and was colorful.
"In June, there are as many as twenty-five Ussuri River tribes who have visited the general, why are there only nineteen tribes such as you who came to meet today, is it child's play to be the general's military order?"
In the creaking sound of metal rubbing, the cold and glistening katana of the heroic female samurai Sakurahime was half unsheathed, and the voice, the beads of sweat on the heads of the several clan leaders who listened couldn't help but drip downward.
How did Nurhachi get up, relying on the raiders to kill the various tribes, Hulun Sibu, Hada, Ula, Huifa, Yehe, most of the Jurchens who were canonized from the Yongle period at the earliest were either slaughtered by the Jianzhou Jurchens, or were frightened by the soldiers and surrendered, how could they, the savage Jurchens, compete?
Even as strong as the Qing Dynasty, Mao Jue was defeated, and the glory of the former Ming Dynasty seemed to resurface in the land of Nuer Gandusi, and when he was angry, those tribal leaders trembled even more.
A bald scoop with two golden rat tails should be regarded as the larger leader of these savage Jurchens, and the two of them knelt in front of them on the ground, kowtowing in a vernacular language.
"The general of the Celestial Empire was angry, and several of the savages of the Northern Mountains were afraid of the general's soldiers, and crossed the deep mountains of the Great Xing'an Mountains to the north, and went to the realm of the Yakuts!"
Drawing a simple map on the ground with his fingers, Mao Jue understood what was going on at the first glance.
Even the savage Jurchens are divided into several pieces, like the Jurchens conquered by Mao Jue on Sakhalin Island are called Kuwu, and the southern ones are called Mao people, that is, the Ainu people, next to the wild Jurchens in the Daxing'an Mountains of Inner Mongolia for a generation, almost the Oroqen people of later generations, hunting all year round for a living, they also have a peculiar skill, that is, reindeer, riding deer to travel, although this part of the Jurchens is far away, but there are deer to drive, and the continuation of their tribe is the most one.
The Ussuri River basin is called the Beggars, who mainly live by fishing and hunting, and they also operate a little primitive agriculture.
The farthest is the Beishan savages, they live in the Outer Khing'an Mountains and the coast of the Okhots Sea, hunting and fishing for a living, this people live the farthest distance, there is no animal husbandry to drive, half a year, maybe they have not arrived yet, they starved to death first, and they died when they went south, and they fled to the north maybe there was still a little livelihood, and the Beishan savages were naturally unable to come.
Maybe they didn't even escape, they just wore it in place, anyway, Vladivostok is still 108,000 miles away from Beishan, and Mao Jue will have to wait a few years if he wants to clean them up.
Although I can understand, but this time Mao Jue was conquered, and these natives were afraid, he was not like facing the same attack of the indigenous mosquitoes while developing, his face was gloomy as water, Mao Jue turned his head without pity, and commanded Geng Zhongming, who led the army this time.
"According to the general's order, all the six Beishan savages are listed as the enemies of the Dongjiang River, and those who see them will be killed.
This order made the kneeling savage Jurchen leader tremble, but then a greedy look flashed in his eyes, fearful and greedy.
Such an order, this is the trend of extermination! And the vendetta between their tribes is at least a real thing, Mao Jue is simply taking money to smash you to death! As soon as this bounty comes out, what tribe doesn't want to make some extra money? It's just that the entire Nurgan tribe has become the enemy of the six tribes of Beishan, and the immortal tribe is strange.
The problem of this military order has been solved, but the actual needs of the Jurchen tribes below have not been solved, and the chiefs of the tribes below are dangling their pigtails like the local tyrants waiting for the juniors.
"Wait! Three days later, an alliance will be held at the cliff of Vladivostok Weidong, and you and other tribes will present tribute, and they will divide the grassland territory for you, so you can do what you should do, and you all go down! ”
That's it? A group of tribal leaders knelt on the ground and looked at each other, the reason why they were so active in following Mao Jue's order and the whole clan gathered to defend Vladivostok was that on the one hand, they were afraid of the power of the Dongjiang Army, and on the other hand, they were also greedy for the tribute of the Ming Dynasty.
The tribute with the Ming Dynasty and the tribute from the Qing State are simply two concepts! During the Zhengde Jiajing period, in order to compete for trade with the Ming Dynasty, several daimyo of the Wa Kingdom almost did not hit the head and broke the blood, and some princely states in Southeast Asia were not far away from tens of thousands of miles to come to Beijing to pay tribute, for no other reason, the tribute to the Ming Dynasty is simply a million profits, take a bucket of rice to pay tribute, the emperor can reward you with a horse Juan, it is simply a big wrong, who pays tribute to the Ming Dynasty and who gets rich.
But what about Qingguo? Why is the Qing army so strong in combat, in order to let the conquered areas pay tribute to themselves and enjoy the fruits after conquest, or why there are so many savage Jurchen tribes who flee to Maojue Kuye Town every year, it is completely the Qing people Suogong who ask for it too ruthlessly.
But now it seems that Mao Jue received tribute and had a virtue with the Qing Kingdom, and he left his things and sent them away, what is this?
What's more, all the ministries are now running out of food, if there is no reward from the Dongjiang River, maybe this winter will not be able to survive, and if they can live until the beginning of spring next year, it would be good if they could have a third of 70,000 people! It's really urgent, just now the two money rat tails and half-bald scoops The leader man simply knelt forward, kowtowed violently and screamed.
"General of the Celestial Empire, I wonder how the reward of the Celestial Empire will be this time? I'll wait to prepare the tribute!"
As soon as the interpreter spoke, Mao Jue's face suddenly darkened, and his hand slammed on the arm of the chair next to him.
"When you submit to the slaves, will there be a reward for the slaves? Why, surrender to my Ming Dynasty, there is no reward, and you still don't pay tribute? I'm really a bully! Is the gun disadvantageous? ”
"Come on, get on the cannon!"
The power comes out of the barrel of the gun, the truth is within the range of the cannon, this time it is to stand up, there are artillery outside to prepare the artillery, with Mao Jue's order, dozens of Hongyi cannons roared and sprayed towards the nameless peak of the Sihote Mountain in the distance, the savage Jurchen tribesmen who were still full of resentment and wanted to make trouble saw the roar, the huge snow peak fell down, and the avalanche like the end of the world was overwhelming, and everyone was almost stupid.
After a round of shelling, the whole hall fell silent.
Do you still want to treat Lao Tzu as the stupid boss before? With a smug heart, cross-legged, Mao Jue roared majestically again.
"Is anyone else dissatisfied?"
"If not, get out!"
It is really like an old farmer who has suffered for thousands of years on the Loess Plateau, and the leaders of the savage Jurchen tribe are walking heavily, moving outward with difficulty, and a great famine seems to be imminent.
Fortunately, this time, Mao Jue is here to conquer! It's not to pay tribute, more than 80,000 people from 19 tribes are the dividends of the war between Dongjiang and the Qing State, how could Mao Jue see them starve to death.
Just when everyone was desperate, Mao Jue's lazy voice came from behind again.
"Forgot something! Dongjiang recruits troops, and those who are selected into our Dongjiang pro-army will be given two stones of grain per month, 100 boxes of canned food, one horse of cloth, one tael of silver, and one cigarette.
Listening to the interpreter shouting loudly in several languages, he turned around suddenly, and looked at Mao Jue, who was sitting on a tiger skin chair with his legs crossed, like a mountain eagle with his legs crossed, and a group of savage Jurchen chieftains were like seeing angels, with halos on their heads.
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This is also psychological warfare! If you directly disrupt the various ministries and let them be assigned to the Dongjiang household registration and military registration, these barbarians will definitely not be happy, after all, they are used to being the leader, who wants to be the little brother.
can push them to a dead end, and draw a way of life for them, even if this road of life is full of poison, a bunch of guys will be happy to drill into it.
The alliance after three days was basically useless, because no matter which tribe it was, they were all scrambling to join the Dongjiang household registration, and the recruitment quota for Mao Jue's pro-army was even more scrambling.
In the ice and snow, whether it is a slave or a tribal nobleman, they are all shirtless and bare-chested, enduring the cold wind like a knife in the north, standing motionless in the snow, this trick is not only a test of physical fitness, but also a test of discipline and obedience.
However, pacing in the snow in a pair of long whale skin boots, looking at these shivering guys, Mao Jue couldn't help but nod his head.
It is no wonder that in history, as soon as the northern ethnic minorities went south, they often easily defeated several times the army of the Central Plains Dynasty, and it is no wonder that the Viking pirates in Northern Europe were able to defeat the Germanic barbarians in Western Europe and conquer the Normans. Extremely difficult and treacherous living environment, ten children's façade, only one can grow up, but after experiencing nature's most cruel survival of the fittest, the vast majority of those who can survive are strong and strong-willed, 80,000 people, Mao Jue can expand at least 10,000 troops, if the standard is lowered, 20,000 people is not impossible.
However, this time, Mao Jue only planned to recruit 5,000 people first, and it was not like the Dongjiang Cavalry Team, the 3456th Regiment of Kuye Town, which was formed separately, this time he brought 16 regiments, and the newly recruited infantry must all be dispersed, placed in the old Dongjiang Army, and expanded into 25 regiments.
In the later period of the Roman Empire, the rebellion of the foreign auxiliary legion was defeated, and the city of Liaoyang fell, which was inseparable from the Ming army's Mongol army to mutini and open the city gate.
In order to advance next spring, Mao Jue is ready to transfer more than 35 Wei 50,000 people in the Dongjiang River, and the departure of these people is just leaving the well-developed mountain village guard to them, no matter where they go, Mao Jue must ensure the advantages of the Dongjiang River, and this mixed lifestyle can ensure that these guys can quickly integrate into the Dongjiang culture.
Genghis Khan, Nurhachi did this back then, and now it's Mao Jue's turn!
"That's it!"
The school chief officer Kong Youde gave an order, and several bamboo whistles sounded, and the savage Jurchen, who had been frozen in the ice and snow for two hours, suddenly seemed to be relieved, and almost collapsed to the ground, but soon, they became vigorous again, and in the heat of the air, the cooking class of the Dongjiang River had already opened the cauldron.
Canned fish, canned braised pork, and a big pot of pork food boiled with bud rice noodles and small tofu, the hungry Jurchen soldiers were really like pigs eating and pouring into their stomachs, looking at this scene, the corners of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but put a gloomy smile.
If Huang Taiji could know about this scene, it is estimated that his face should be extremely exciting!
(End of chapter)