Standing in the stands, Yuan Shizhong's face couldn't stop shaking, and his eyes didn't blink for a moment, staring at the low school arena martial arts platform.

It is no wonder that at the end of the Ming Dynasty, thousands of officers and troops fought tens of thousands of peasant armies running all over the mountains and fields, and the 100 Dongjiang Army against the 6780 exiled army of the small Yuan camp was still the most proud unit in the Yuan period, and it was actually the Dongjiang complete victory, and there was no one to fight the advantage of fewer people at all.

The barbaric collision just now, at this moment, even the city defense battle was fought.

On the periphery, with his arms blocking his face, and with a single step of his horse, more than a dozen Dongjiang sergeants actually formed a human wall, allowing the fists and kicks of the A-shaped battalion several times that of the outside, and they couldn't get in.

But this is not just a shield wall, this kicking and beating Camp A homeless was accidentally dragged in through the gap in the human wall, and then this unlucky ghost didn't understand what was going on, the two electric cannons on the left and right slammed into the face, spit out a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and you can say goodbye to Yanwu.

The human tank rushed forward like that, Yuan Shizhong was planning to release the water just now, but at this moment, he looked at a Dongjiang soldier with straight eyes and shouted Hao Yougen, and slammed an uppercut, and one of his right-hand men flew out with a mouthful of bloody saliva.

It's just a hanging!

Not only was he stunned, but outside the school grounds, the homeless people who were following the fun also straightened their mouths, exposing their little tongues and letting out exclamations from time to time.

At this scene, the corners of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

Dongjiang has always been a homeless beating, teaching the rules, but not just a whim of Mao Jue for a while or venting anger at the homeless, this is really a demonstration of Dongjiang's strength, after the court recruits peace, surrender and rebellion, rebellion is not uncommon, Mao Jue does not have so much time to accompany them to the princess game, every minute of Dongjiang is extremely important, directly use your fist to tell these newcomers, who is the boss.

This effect is also obvious, basically the first to accept the Ming Dynasty warlordism beatings of the homeless people, basically know the rules of the Dongjiang River, and even after many people are beaten, they also have a sense of belonging, as if they are an authentic Dongjiang person after being beaten.

But this time, 500,000 homeless people poured in one go, although most of the previous homeless team was dismembered under Song Xiance's one-gang one-household system, but the military situation was urgent, plus Yuan Shizhong's personal guard troops, there were still tens of thousands of homeless people who formed a group and finally merged into the Dongjiang River.

A rat poop can spoil a pot of porridge! Today, it's Dongjiang's naked show of force!

Mao Jue's humming kung fu, this unequal competition has come to an end, there are hundreds of homeless people lying on the ground, enough to lose face, and there are even those who escaped from the battle, screaming and fleeing back to Xiao Yuan Ying, Yuan Shizhong who is watching can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, fortunately, Xiao Yuan Ying still has the last row, Yuan Shizhong's cronies, Yuan Dabao!

There was no one around him anymore, and there were Dongjiang troops with a circle of white footprints on their bodies, but even so, this black-skinned boy in his twenties, tall and big, still didn't panic at all, but walked firmly and defended with full concentration.

I didn't want to fall into the name of bullying too many people, the sentry commander of the first post of the sixth regiment tilted his head, stopped the team, and then he went out in person, shook his neck Gragra, and reached forward to grab it.

Who knows, this kid is actually like a monkey, dexterously dodging the eagle pounce in an instant, this time the action is too big, before the sentry commander turned around, this Yuan Dabao has already kicked him in the stomach, one staggered, his head hit the ground, even the tall Dongjiang officer fell into the mud.

"General! This kid has been spoiled by the general, don't be surprised!"

It's really not a young man, he flew a strong man, Yuan Dabao hooked his finger contemptuously at a group of stunned Dongjiang troops, and Yuan Shizhong was sweating when he saw it, and hurriedly asked Mao Jue for guilt.

However, Mao Jue didn't care, and even nodded a little appreciatively.

"This kid is a talent, but he's going to be unlucky!"

What kind of general, what kind of soldier! Mao Jue's motto is to be able to use flirting with his yin feet, and never hook his fist! Just now, he was still worried about face, but after falling a dog gnawing mud, he stood up on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the sentry chief smiled gloomily, and immediately waved his hand behind him.

"Kill him!"

This kid has indeed practiced, but Dongjiang Bing is not a vegetarian, they have practiced, and in a blink of an eye, Yuan Dabao was drowned in the middle of a bunch of muscular men, and he was cut to scream, and he could vaguely hear his sad screams.

"There are more people and fewer people, and there is no morality!"

"Lao Tzu is a soldier, tell you about the morality of the rivers and lakes!"

Full of disdain, holding his arms and watching the excitement, the Dongjiang whistle snorted softly.

Although it was a little ugly at the end, but the Dongjiang Army swept away the displaced people with a hundred people, and a full seven hundred people were seen by everyone, and at the end of the competition, Yuan Shizhong's cronies looked at Mao Jue with different eyes, and they were in awe with fear.

I enjoyed this kind of gaze very much, raising his hands high, Mao Jue shouted loudly with a beaming expression.

"The competition is the competition, the brothers are the brothers, from this beginning, you will all be a member of my Dongjiang, welcome to you!"

"Meet the General!"

Hula, 4,000 people in the school field, and even tens of thousands of homeless people watching the excitement outside, all knelt down.

Fists are the last word! This time, the heart of the immigrant army, Mao Jue, received it!

…………

With the return of the last group of homeless people in Xiao Yuanying, Mao Jue did not hesitate to trade with the devil and sell his soul, which can be regarded as finally rewarding.

Not only Mudanjiang City was stuffed, from this to the west, the later Harbin City, now Dongjiang Acheng New Town, was also filled with a population of more than 100,000, Achengwei, Mudanjiangwei, Vladivostok, three new cities for this empty Heilongjiang land brought vitality, around these three strongholds, the rule of the Dongjiang River in this white mountain and black water was also officially kicked off, the Great Northern Wilderness, hundreds of years earlier, in the hands of Mao Jue began the transformation to the Northern Warehouse.

Mao Jue is a man of his word, the victims who came to take refuge, each family has distributed more than a dozen stone of food, and the displaced people have also lived in a new house built of big wood, with new cotton clothes and piles of coal for heating, especially, every family registered in the car register, each of them has been allocated ten acres of land! Ploughing oxen, iron ploughs, hoes and pickaxes are all ready-made, and what the knife head licks the blood to ask for, isn't it just that you have a field and clothes to eat a full stomach? Mao Jue's hand so lightly caused a headache for the imperial court, and the mob that rose up turned around and restored the good people facing the loess with their backs to the sky, groping for gold in the black soil.

Even after the end of the New Year, the ice and snow have not yet been civilized, and some people can't bear to carry the hoe first, and they wander around the land allocated to them, and they can't wait to start farming.

I believe that when the spring is warm and the snow opens, there will be millions of acres of fertile land in this vicinity.

But while these immigrants are gearing up, some are already in full swing.

Bang~

The explosion of gunpowder made a loud sound like a thunderbolt, and the frozen rocks were crumbled down like rain on the peaks that had existed since ancient times, and before the ashes had dispersed, the crowd of ants had already rushed up with excitement pushing wheelbarrows, pulling back all the large and small stones.

Even the pure land of the Great Northern Wilderness can't escape the ravages of industrial pollution now, but fortunately, the area here is many times wider than the narrow Dongjiang River, and the huge steam engine sprayed black smoke that soared into the sky, and was immediately absorbed and diluted by this vast blue sky, and there was no trace to be found.

The arm protruding from the huge steam engine pushed the same huge gear, and a dozen large and terrifying iron hammers roared down, and the large stones that had just been blown down were all turned into gravel of similar size with a loud bang, and then pushed away by the wheelbarrow.

Advancing from Vladivostok to the west, a cart of broken stones was poured to the ground, although the weather reached more than minus 20 degrees Celsius at this time, but on the construction site, all the men were sweating profusely, and some even took off their shirts, revealing their strong muscles.

Xu Dazhuang is one of them, the baton is like a station to eat the Dongjiang River, and then he was stuffed into the engineering army in a daze, at this time he was pulling a full hundred kilograms of grinder, quickly pressed on these broken stones, with the roller creaking and singing, those small stones were deeply pressed into the ground, and the smooth appearance was revealed.

However, unlike all the roads that Dongjiang has built, this end has just been flattened, and the busy workers on the other end have immediately laid a huge square layer of bedding wood on it, and they have worked tirelessly to smash the wood into the ground with a big hammer.

In the end, a dozen meters long, I-shaped long iron bars were screwed to these skids, two of which were fixed on each row of skids, the size and distance were exactly equal, and in the winter sun, the iron bars were quickly frozen with a layer of frost.

In this day and age, absolutely no one has ever seen this thing, but if a future generation is here, he will pat his thigh unappetly.

Isn't it just railroad tracks!

If you ask whether there is a chicken or an egg first, this is really difficult to answer, if you ask whether there are existing trains or existing railways, the answer is obvious, there are railways first!

Before the locomotive of the steam engine was mighty, there were already horse-drawn train cars galloping on the railway!

The steam engine locomotive of the Dongjiang River is still in the process of modification and development, and every day, there are more than a dozen foreign experts in the old Xuankong Dao who are tearing the hair on the head of the huge iron guy, eager to drag themselves into a monk, but even so, it will take a while to pull the steam locomotive that can pull hundreds of tons of weight and gallop on the railway.

This can't stop Mao Jue's ambition, this time the rare manpower is sufficient, Mao Jue's army has not expanded, it is the first to recruit more than 10,000 young and strong to form an engineering force, and first lay the train line for him, anyway, it's a big deal, let's also play horse-drawn trains.

With the knocking and beating, this thing has extended for several kilometers, like an iron dragon lying on the ground without seeing the head and tail, looking at the dark railroad tracks, Mao Jue is in a good mood, and he can't help but hum a small tune, however, looking at the railroad tracks laid on the ground, Fan Wenju is distressed and seems to be bleeding from his heart.

"Master General, this is simply a waste of money and labor!"

Trembling and stroking the good railroad tracks, the old fellow turned back with trembling sorrow, and counted the accounts with his fingers like Grandet.

"This iron bar is enough to fight a redcoat cannon, five field guns, twenty muskets, fifteen iron pots, and more than ten taels of silver! Master General, it's not that the road used to be impossible to run, so why bother building such a thing? ”

Indeed, in these years, even steel farm tools are difficult to popularize, many places in the customs are used wood farm tools, this section of the railroad tracks made of good steel, it is simply burning money, if Li Zicheng Zhang Xianzhong and the like know, I am afraid that even the rebellion will not be made, simply go out of the customs to rob Mao Jue, the nouveau riche!

However, in the face of Fan Wenju's questioning, Mao Jue looked like a happy Taotao, pretending to shake a folded fan in the cold winter.

"Don't say! You can't say it!"

In ancient times, the most food-consuming, in fact, is not war, but transportation, stone grain from the interior to the border, consume as much as more than half, to the place can leave a bucket that is fast, the development of the Great Northern Wilderness, although everything is going well, but Mao Jue has also suffered enough of transportation, every million stone grain transported to Acheng, Mao Jue needs to spend at least 1.5 million stone to 1.8 million stone, this railway out, will have a revolutionary impact on any mode of transportation in this era.

However, before it was finished, Mao Jue still didn't want to talk about anything, ignoring Fan Wenju's painful face, he simply diverted the topic.

"This Sun Chengzong's family, but they are all settled?"

"Back to the general, they are all settled, in Acheng Town, they are arranged to be under the rule of the elder Sun Yuanhua Sun who personally accepted the fate of the general, the two of them still know each other, just moved over the day, Sun Chengzong and Sun Ge Lao also scolded Sun Yuanhua well."

When Sun Yuanhua was just invited to the Dongjiang River by Mao Jue, the stinky and hard scene of the stones in the pit was still in Mao Jue's mind, and in the end, he was still fooled by Mao Jue into getting on the thief ship, and nearly half of the household registration in Shangshou Village was relocated to Heilongjiang by Mao Jue as an old household in the Dongjiang River, and Sun Yuanhua, the village head, naturally could not avoid it, and now he is equivalent to the prefect level, and he has at least fifty or sixty thousand people under his hands.

Mao Jue still remembers the high energy of this product now, he was scolded by Sun Chengzong like this one scolded himself, and Mao Jue almost didn't laugh out loud when he heard it.

This old stuff also has today! O Present World!

"That's right, General! On Mrs. Na's side, a team of widows was also sent! Arrive in Vladivostok today!"

"Oh! Yuan Chonghuan, Lord Yuan, sent someone? ”

"Doesn't think so! I heard that this group of Japanese envoys was sent by the shogunate!"

"The Tokugawa family?"

Just now he was a little absent-minded, and Fan Wenju replied coldly, which made Mao Jue's voice eight tones higher.

(End of chapter)