What does it mean to bring humiliation on oneself?

......Forehead, it seems a bit inappropriate to say that it is a humiliation for oneself, but yesterday I was still making fun of Mao Jue, no matter Adelena, this foreign girl, Luo Ning, Jiangnan girl, Sakurahime, Dongying girl, all knelt down tremblingly, a little face was pale, Adriana kept praying in German and Latin, Luo Ning chanted Guanyin Bodhisattva Buddha, Sakura Hime chanted Amaterasu, not only them, twenty or thirty thousand people were all tremblingly kneeling on the ground, praying to various gods.

There is no way, in Song Xiance's words, Mao Jue really played a big game, and in the roar of thunder, the three-sided stone giant god statue that was more than 30 meters high and more than 30 meters wide rose from the ground in his shout with his arms outstretched, and it was still spinning.

The three statues of gods, Mao Jue originally wanted to believe in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism according to the traditional beliefs of the Central Plains, but later considering that there was Adeleena, he would have to deal with the Dutch East India Company in the future, and more importantly, he couldn't let Confucianism tell him anything, so he replaced the statue of Confucius and replaced it with God.

The Buddha's smile, Lao Tzu's chanting and preaching, God's aura of benevolence, every side of which continues to shine in front of people, even in later generations, this scene is estimated to be shocking, not to mention this era of ignorance.

Even if you just remove the statues, how much divine power does it have to lift up a few tons or even a dozen tons of statues in this hand?

Shen Rong, who temporarily led the first regiment, looked stupid, but the old boy was able to mix with his current status, and his head was not covered, and after being stupid for a few seconds, he couldn't help but raise his arms and shout excitedly.

"Master Shenwei!"

In this era, what kind of democracy do you talk to the people! Ideal! It was all in vain, like Zhang Jiao's slogan at the end of the Han Dynasty was that the sky was dead and the yellow sky should stand, the deafening roar of Huang Chao at the end of the Tang Dynasty was the heaven to make up for the peace, the Red Turban Army at the end of the Yuan Dynasty believed that it was Mingjiao, and even the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom at the end of the Qing Dynasty was also in the name of worshipping God, and Mao Jue's old-timer Qi Jiguang was also engaged in feudal superstition in the army.

Confucianism talks about the Mandate of Heaven, if you want to dominate in China, you can not believe in any gods and Buddhas, but you can't do without a mysterious aura.

In this era, the local plot is also an important part of people's loyalty, like Qi Jiguang's Qi family army is Yiwu soldiers, and the expansion point is also Zhejiang soldiers, Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers are all Turkish wolf soldiers, Qin army Needless to say, they are all Shaanxi soldiers, Lu Xiangsheng's Tianxiong Army is also recruited from the hometown of the township party, fathers, sons and brothers go into battle, and the later Zeng Guo Xiang army is also a model with Lu Xiangsheng.

A while ago, the Liao people returned to Liao, although they were snatched from the hands of the White Lotus Sect, but they were born in Liaodong, and in Shandong they were full of bitterness and bitterness under the fence of the parasite, after returning to the Dongjiang River, the sense of belonging to the Dongjiang River was quite high, and even in the battle against the Japanese and Zheng Zhilong, the combat effectiveness of the newly formed regiments broke out, and the morale of the fierce and fearless of death exceeded the seven regiments of the old Dongjiang.

But these refugees from Henan, Shanxi fled from the Guannai, loyalty and sense of identity is much worse, other Dongjiang people rushed to be soldiers, but it is a chore for them can be seen, although the Spring Festival of the Red Twin Cities a while ago attracted a sense of belonging, but now the number has increased to 70,000, want to use all immigrants for my use, Mao Jue must think of some crooked ideas.

And this internal contradiction is still secondary, since the end of last year, the Dongjiang has recruited more than 3,000 local Tu people on Sakhalin Island, but there are still a large number of people who are unwilling to give up their superior and inferior lives, and rely on the cities of the Dongjiang River to farm, Song Xiance can be regarded as a lesson to him, just like when the Western colonists conquered the New World, the Bible is more effective than the musket.

The effect really didn't come out of the urine, with Shen Rong's gold medal sycophant cheering for the first time, the entire soy sauce lineup boiled, countless people raised their fists feverishly and shouted wildly, and even some people ignored the taboos, and shouted Long live the general!

Among them, the most fanatical is those local Tu people, there is not so much cultural accumulation in their minds, they are primitive in their minds, this scene makes Mao Jue simply the incarnation of God, and the door of the brain is broken I don't know, those Daur, Xibe, Oroqen, Evenki status of the ancestors of the madman cheered like that.

Seeing the boiling scene below, the corners of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but bend upwards in a huge arc.

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In the next few days, it was the day of Sakhalin's annexation, and the few Tu people attached to it were like salmon swimming back, wave after wave, wearing leather robes, carrying their own wooden bows, crying and shouting that they would throw themselves into the command of the great gods, and they couldn't get rid of them.

Since they are so sincere, as a "benevolent" ruler, Mao Jue of course is open to arms, and he does not refuse to come, and every day Luo Zhige is busy like a spinning top, taking a notebook to brush and brush to settle down, and hang the stupid and hooked tribesmen to sell their deeds under the Red Twin City.

But to be honest, the technical work of farming and weaving is really a big challenge for these ethnic minorities, living on Sakhalin Island and living by hunting, the men here have not touched the hoe at all, they are not productive talents, Mao Jue is reluctantly difficult, for them to open a "special case", set up several additional regiments, all the tribe men, all are organized into the army, the female dependents are not placed on the farm, the newly established cigarette farm, the winery, which is more suitable for them than the hoe.

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In November, Sakhalin Island was already snowing heavily, and the entire Red Twin Cities were covered in snow, and thick snow was piled up on the streets.

Even the industrious merchants, like little bees, lazily did not open their shops until noon, and on the streets, the snow-sweepers who had been drawn by the chief of the first division were muttering and complaining, and lazily waving shovels to fill the Mongolian carriages, which were so cold that they were snorting.

It is estimated that the weather is more than 30 degrees below zero, and the temperature of dripping water into ice, but a lot of small points are undulating on the fields of the Dongjiang River outside the city that have been covered with snow.

A four-open tent was piled with snowflakes, his eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, and he held the telescope in his hand, while spitting hot steam, Mao Jue looked at it with a slight trembling.

But a few miles in front of him, there was almost no human figure, it seemed that there was only snow and white flowers in the snow, in the deathly silence, Mao Jue finally nodded, and then Shen Rong, who was in charge of training the new army here, pulled out the drum hammer violently, and buzzed on the drum surface covered with a layer of frost.

Airplanes~

The horn of the bull horn also blew up desolately, as soon as the signal of the march was issued, the big cage beside Mao Jue was suddenly opened, and a large group of people had been anxious for a long time, and the wild deer of the northern specialties escaped from the cage with a hiss.

Not only the deer, but in front of the snow wall more than one meter high, there are two iron cages, and the two are scarcer than the giant panda in the future, but the famous Siberian tiger also roared out of the cage, and ran fiercely behind the deer herd in fear and anger.

It is no wonder that the Manchu Qing Dynasty's iron cavalry armor in the world, repeatedly defeated the Ming heavy army group, from Wanli more than 40 years to the current Chongzhen eight years, the Ming army rarely has a record of victory, and it is really not a loss! With this signal, in the cold and bone-chilling snow, countless white spots in the cold snow have just put on the Dongjiang cotton armor, and the bitter leaf regiment wearing snow-white cloak has emerged from the snowdrift one by one like the zombies of the pharaohs.

Even the deer didn't notice that there was such a two-legged creature under the snow, and there were bursts of green smoke mixed with the blasting sound of fried beans, and the galloping deer fell into the snow one after another, and the hot deer blood scalded the white snow out of a bright red hole.

As long as they are under their own command, whether it is the Hamgyong Jurchen troops or these Sakhalin natives, they are all equipped with flintlock muskets, not only the flintlock pistols with an effective range of about 80 meters are more reliable than the bows and arrows with an effective range of only 40 or 50 meters, but these thermal weapons are also more dependent on logistics, and the workshops that produce gunpowder are all in the Iron Mountain, transported by boat, once the trained indigenous army rebels, as long as the supply of gunpowder is cut off, they will immediately have to return to the era of holding wooden bows and arrowheads, which is also an effective prevention.

However, the distribution of firearms, live-ammunition training, these indigenous soldiers and horses this is only the fifth day, in the telescope, two or two teams of 100 people firearms hit rate is already comparable to two or three years of veterans who have been in the army for two or three years, forty deer, at least twenty-five or six have been knocked down, this should be placed on the battlefield, this first wave of firepower, is enough to make the enemy a hundred households or a dissatisfied Niu Lu lose their combat effectiveness.

After putting down most of the deer, these people did not chase and kill the fleeing deer, but chose to trust their teammates behind, put bayonets on the flintlock pistol, and the two sentinels closed into a prototype formation, surrounding the two huge Siberian tigers in the middle.

It was a little unclear inside, but this encircled circle was like a smoke ring in Mao Jue's telescope, erratic, fluttering, and often saw the infantry on one side retreating at great speed, but the infantry on the back immediately followed, or the infantry on the left retreated, and the right followed, repeatedly pulling for about five minutes, and a cheer came from the crowd, and then, the indigenous soldiers of the two outposts carried two dead tigers and walked excitedly towards the headquarters.

"To the Witch God General!"

In the blunt Jiaoliao official words, the two former tribal patriarchs, and now the Dongjiang Sentinel Chief, dedicated the tiger corpse to Mao Jue's feet.

The two tigers, all of which are bayonets with a single blow accurate into the eye, one hit kills, hunting is also one of the displays of war skills, in these waves of operation, whether it is team cooperation or the technology shown, Mao Jue nodded.

The only thing left to do is to grasp the loyalty of this army, looking at the two beards with tiger blood on their faces and excitement, Mao Jue waved his hand with a warm smile.

Reward!

Another advantage of this army is reflected, it is even cheaper than the Japanese army, looking at the wine jar held by the military division behind, as well as strips of Dongjiang cigarettes, two boxes of sorghum caramel, these newly attached tribal troops are simply ecstatic, and they knelt down and slammed their heads on the cold snow, shouting General Wushen.

They are easy to dismiss, but the commander of the unit, Shen Rong, is not so easy to send, a hundred taels of silver, and a special Dongjiang cigarette for the marshal's mansion, the best Dongjiang cigarettes, which made this veteran oil blossom, while sending his subordinates back to the specially built fortress barracks near the city, while he was still full of excitement by the side of Mao Juema.

"These people's physical fitness is absolutely enough, give the last general three months, teach them military discipline and obedience, and after three months, the last general will definitely be able to present three iron-blooded regiments that are not inferior to the main force of the Dongjiang River for the general!"

"What about the first and second regiments of Sakhala?"

Mao Jue's question, but Shen Rong, who listened to it, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and made a gesture a little helplessly.

"It's still in order."

But soon, he continued to persuade with some unwillingness.

"General! These, these homeless people are simply ruffians and scoundrels, with loose discipline, lazy and disgusting, their military salaries can be used to form two such indigenous regiments, and their combat effectiveness cannot keep up, why do they need to build such a regiment? ”

"The last general is not questioning your orders, but every day there are natives who take refuge, transfer them to join the army, disband these two regiments, and Kuye Town is enough to form six or seven new regiments......

"The land of the Han people has to be defended by the swords and guns of the Han people!"

Before Shen Rong finished speaking, Mao Jue had already categorically interrupted his words.

It is not wrong to appoint Hu people, or even reuse Hu people, in history, many of the great military exploits of the Tang Dynasty were played by Hu generals, although it was Hu people An Lushan Shi Siming who ended the Tang Dynasty, Gao Xianzhi who could fight bloodily for the Tang Dynasty, and Ge Shuhan were also from Hu people, and in the rebels of Anshi, most of the leading generals were Han Chinese, and Hu people also had loyal and brave people.

However, the Roman Empire was declining and perishing under the continuous withering of the native army and the continuous dependence on foreign mercenaries, and there was nothing wrong with establishing a multi-ethnic joint army, but it could not blindly rely on foreign races.

Shen Rong, who heard this, suddenly woke up, couldn't help but bow deeply, and shook his head a little ashamedly and said.

"The last general has committed several crimes in Liaodong, and Lord Li Chengliang has learned from the past!"

Li Chengliang is really a negative example, he is simply the general star of the Ming Dynasty, and his military exploits are directly chasing Qi Jiguang, who is known as the military god of the Ming Dynasty, he has managed Liaodong for decades, and has expanded the territory for hundreds of miles.

But in his later years, the ups and downs of his career obviously wiped out Li Chengliang's ambition, he personally gave up the six forts of Kuandian that he had beaten down and had been reclaimed, and no longer led the Ming army out of the fortress, but put the task of stabilizing the Jurchens on the Jurchen tribe itself, so he really cultivated an outstanding tribe for the Ming Dynasty.

Nurhachi's Jianzhou Jurchen!

"That's it! You're my henchman veteran, I don't believe who you believe, just use more snacks!"

"The last general understands!"

The horse team marched towards the Red Shuangcheng one after the other, and when Mao Jue mentioned it, in the snow road that was being cleaned, more than a dozen Liao horses suddenly rushed towards him, and the guy with a big head and a thin neck at the front didn't need to look at all of them, Song Xiance.

A burst of snow foam flew, and the thing staggered off the horse, and fluttered in front of him excitedly in Mao Jue's astonishment and bowed.

"General, what a good thing! Zaniru's commander is here to vote!"

In a word, Mao Jue's heart was suddenly relieved, this Sakhalin Island is flat!

(End of chapter)