Chapter 708: Tomakomaki (Page 1/1)

When Zhao Yan, the governor of Shandong, got the news, he immediately called the chief soldier Yang Zhaoji to discuss sending troops to exterminate this bold bandit, and he dared to capture Fengjia Town, how bold it must be.

When Yang Zhaoji heard the words of the Bull Demon King of Niutou Mountain, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground in surprise. In Zhao Yan's frightened gaze, he said a person's name.

Zhao Yan's thoughts suddenly thought of the days when the White Lotus Sect was troubled a few years ago, and after the White Lotus Sect was finally resolved, that person had a conflict with King Lu.

At that time, it seemed that the Bull Demon King who attacked King Lu Zhuangzi was the Bull Demon King of Niutou Mountain, and when he thought that this matter was related to that person, Zhao Yan's head suddenly became the boss.

He immediately thought of the key ~ homeless! When I went up, he got a lot of displaced people overseas, what about this time? Could it be that it is also for the homeless?

Do you want to let the government at all levels control the displaced people and prevent them from going to the beach? In that case, ......, Zhao Yan gave up the idea after thinking for a while.

For the sake of a few homeless people, that person dared to fight with King Lu, let alone him, the governor. In case for this matter, if the men and horses of Niutou Mountain are allowed to besiege Jinan Mansion, then he will be the governor of the end.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yan still decided to suppress this matter. Fengjiazhen was robbed of a little food, and there were no big casualties.

Feng Juren's family was a little frightened, but they didn't lose their lives, and the pressure on their side was still able to turn big things into small things.

Then the incident was like dropping a stone in the water of a lake, and it didn't make any waves at all. It was just a ripple, and there was no movement.

The officers and troops stationed at the foot of Rushan were also withdrawn, and the displaced people from all over the country marched towards Rushan under the guidance of the official gentry, intentionally or unintentionally.

Every day, a large number of displaced people come to Rushan, where they recuperate for a few days to recover their strength and then be sent to the beach to board a boat and go to sea.

Most of the displaced people who boarded the ship had families, and after boarding the ship, they sailed all the way north into the vast sea. Ding Tao and his son were also on one of the boats, and he resisted when he learned that he was going to be sent overseas.

But when he heard that fifty acres of land would be allocated immediately when sent overseas, he began to be uneasy. From this day on, he had a new identity, that is, Changxingjun.

He was still a little unfamiliar with the name of the Changxing Army, and when he knew that it was this army that exterminated the White Lotus Sect that was raging in Shandong, Ding Tao showed a sudden look.

He was also full of yearning for the descendants of the Qi family's army, and when the sea ship anchored in Jeju Island, he knew the strength of the Changheung army.

The warships covered with the sea could not be seen at a glance, and the barracks on the shore were one after the other, with no end in sight. The food here made Ding Tao strengthen his confidence to follow the Changxing Army, and with such a strong backing, Ding Tao was no longer afraid of any enemy.

During his one-month stay on Changsheng Island, Ding Tao received training in firearms. Although it can't be as accurate as a veteran, it can also shoot in formation in the captain's command.

At the end of September, Jeju Island's sea ships set off again, carrying 3,000 Changheung troops and their families, to set out again for next year's large-scale migration.

Ezo Island has now been officially named Beihai Island by the Changxing Army, but the land here is fertile but has not been developed by the Japanese people.

There is only one daimyo Matsumae family on the huge island, which is nominally owned by Samosa, but Satsuma has never sent a single soldier.

Matsumae Yoshihiro, the current head of Matsumae's family, was a little worried at first, but after Satsuma never sent someone to take over, they were relieved.

The water depth of Tomakomai on the North Sea Island is three feet deep, and it is one of the few good harbors on the North Sea Island. There are many Anui people living here who have been fishing and hunting for generations, living a primitive life.

The weather in early autumn is very cool, and this kind of weather will make people very comfortable. There is no cloud in the sky, and this weather is just right for going to sea.

Gan Badong sailed in his own boat, and every time before going to sea, he would kneel on the bow of the boat and pray for a full load. This time was no exception, and just as he was about to board the ship after praying, he saw a white cloud appear in the distant sky.

Gan Badong didn't care, he slowly slid the boat away from the shore. Every time he would not leave the coast too far, many people from the tribe went out to sea to fish and did not come back, because they were too far away from the coast to find their way back.

When he reached the North Sea Island, where he could see the North Sea Island from afar, he cast his fishing net for the first time. It didn't take long for him to slowly pull the net, "Huh? "The fishing nets are very heavy, is it good luck today to catch a big fish in one net?

Gan Badong stood on the side of the boat and dragged the fishing net in his hand hard, and suddenly the boat under his feet shook, and Gan Badong didn't care.

The sea is like this, and it is not necessary that a wave will rise at any time, and he still pulls the net hard. Based on his many years of fishing experience, the catch from this net could fill his boat.

Just as the nets were gradually coming to the surface, Gan Badong saw the fish in the nets. The large and small fish were crowded in the fishing nets and kept beating, and the heartbeat of the dry winter suddenly accelerated.

The movements of his hands were more gentle, and if the net was broken with too much force, it would be too late to cry. Just as he pulled the net to the side of the boat, the boat under his feet shook violently.

Gan Badong was furious, and the waves were making trouble at such a critical time. He turned his head and cursed, but when he turned his head, he realized that the sky seemed to be darkening, and what he saw next made him stand on the spot, even if the fishing net in his hand slipped into the water.

He had never seen a ship of this size, and the tall sails on board almost obscured the sun in the sky. The saillocks that connected the sails were dazzling to look at, and the huge hull of the ship was even more oppressive, and he couldn't breathe.

Gan Badong has always felt that the Matsumae family's sea ship is the largest ship in the world, and the one that ship put in front of him is not worth mentioning at all.

The waves brought up by the ship crashed against the boat at his feet in waves, and if he hadn't been lying on the boat in time, he would have been carried out to sea by now.

As the ship approached, he saw a dense crowd of people on board. Looking at the outsiders who were more than his own tribe, Gan Badong was inexplicably frightened in his heart.

He could imagine the horror of the people of the tribe when they saw so many outsiders, and then the anger of the whole tribe would not be in their own hands.

Gan Badong plucked up the courage to loudly question the purpose of the big ship, but no one answered his question. Just as he was about to risk his life to rush over, a clipper flying over the sea approached his small boat.

The boat made a slight turn beside his boat, and the sea water it brought up overturned his boat. Ganbadon, who had fallen into the water, felt something hook on his body and dragged him onto the clipper.

"What is this place? How many people are in your tribe? How many warriors are there? What other tribes are nearby? ......" A series of questions were asked in a row, and Badong was a little confused.

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