The villagers of Jumping Flower Village still live on the territory of the original Jumping Flower Village, and it seems that only the name has been changed, and nothing else has changed.

However, Jumping Flower Village is already the same as ordinary Han villages, it cannot have its own force, cannot punish criminals privately, must pay taxes according to the law, and cannot openly oppose intermarriage with Han people.

According to the strong assimilation ability of the Han people, it will not be long before these naturalized natives will become no different from ordinary Han Chinese.

With the successful example of changing the land and returning to the Han, not only the Han officialdom was inexplicably excited, but the Turen tribe was also relieved.

If the southwest is successful in reforming the land and returning to the Han Dynasty, Zhu Shunming's credit will naturally be indispensable, and the officials in the southwest will also be rewarded by the imperial court, and they will be promoted to make a fortune just around the corner, and maybe they will be famous in history.

The native tribe breathed a sigh of relief.

Not all indigenous tribes wanted to seek political independence.

The Turen have lived together with the Han people for thousands of years and have long been accustomed to the rule of the Han people. Even if the natives become the masters of this land, as a small natively tribe, they are still ruled the same? It is nothing more than the ruler changing from Han Chinese to native.

Anyway, what does it make if the ruler is Han Chinese or native? Maybe the rule of the Great Tusi is not as good as that of the Han people!

For a time, most of the native cottage tribes near Anshun Prefecture took the initiative to find the Zhizhou Yamen, asked to change the land to the Han Dynasty, presented the personnel wealth register, and asked the Zhizhou Yamen to accept it and register it.

Yu Shilong was in pain and happy.

Constantly measuring the land, demarcating the boundaries of the villages, confiscating swords and weapons, and registering the yellow book...... Yu Shilong was so busy that he lost several pounds.

But he was excited, hard and fulfilling. Looking at the yellow book in his hand, in less than ten days, the registered population of Anshun Prefecture increased by more than 10,000 households and more than 40,000 people. What a credit!

For some of the uncooperative native cottages, Zhu Shunming was unceremoniously. The Changsha guards who had just tasted the taste and sweetness of blood were still feeling unsatisfied.

The Turen cottage knew that it could not resist the Han army led by Zhu Shunming, and began to break into pieces and enter the jungle to avoid the limelight.

Zhu Shunming also scattered the army in units of 100 households and carried out encirclement and suppression-for-tat.

In fact, these natives who had left their places of residence were like wanderers, and their threat to the imperial court had been greatly reduced.

The reason why Zhu Shunming still refused to give up was to deter the natives who were unwilling to give in, second, Zhu Shunming coveted the wealth of the natives, and third, he wanted to conduct jungle training.

What is the war fought? Combined strength. Human, material, financial, food supply, industrial capacity......

The wealth possessed by the natives is the greatest purpose of Zhu Shunming's westward expedition. War has always been the most direct, bloody, and fastest way to acquire wealth.

Zhu Shunming had already planted the seeds of industry and commerce in Huguang and Jiangnan. If he can obtain huge wealth from the southwest, Zhu Shunming's industry and commerce will soar into the sky like a rocket with a booster.

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Li Ke took his hundred households and followed the natives of Guobu Village all the way for three days.

Guobu Village refused to accept Zhu Shunming's policy of changing the land and returning to the Han Dynasty, and the owner of the village, Bu Yao, took the lead, and the villagers scattered into the mill jungle with soft grain weapons.

The position of the owner of the village, Bu Yao, is very firm.

"Nuwa Niangniang created all races of human beings. The people of all ethnic groups should have divided the world equally. The Han people are blessed with the best land in the world, but they still do not let go of the barren land in the southwest. ”

"As natives, it is our unshirkable responsibility to continue the race and expand the living space of the people."

"Can you turn your back on your ancestors? Can you cleanse the blood of the natives? Can you forget the glory of your fathers? ”

"No, you can't."

"The Han Zhu Demon King kills people without blinking, and we can't fight hard with Guobu Village. The jungle is the best gift that our ancestors have given to the natives. Let's go into the jungle, and when the Zhu Demon King and his little ghosts are gone, let's go and settle this blood account with the Han people. ”

Under the encouragement of Bu Yao, the morale of the whole Guobu Village was high, and each family packed up the soft grain and entered the Mopan Forest.

Less than three days after entering the jungle, the old people in the village began to be unable to follow the group; After five days, many children began to vomit and diarrhea; On the seventh day, the natives were adorned with the terrible Han devil.

Dressed in tattered yellow-green clothes and painted with the same color of oil paint on their faces, these Han devils hid in the grass and woods, and took advantage of people's unpreparedness to hurt people with hidden arrows. More than fifty natives were shot and killed by the insidious Han Chinese while fetching water and food. The existence of these Han devils made the native army of Guobu Village panick, and everyone was in danger.

"How's the local people?" Li Ke asked the general flag who carried out the harassment mission.

"Looks like it's going to be okay." General Banner Huang Shanqi replied: "That village owner is very powerful, he actually set a trap, fortunately the brothers ran fast, otherwise it would be ......" Huang Shanqi had palpitations.

A total of fifty or sixty people, almost by nearly a thousand people to make dumplings, no wonder Huang Shanqi is still afraid.

"Give them a big firework tomorrow." Li Kedao: "Boss Zhu said that these dirt rats must be cleaned up before July 20. In two days, it will be July 15, and the ghost door will be wide open, and it is time to send them to the underworld. ”

Bu Qi made a beautiful ambush, but unfortunately the Han devils all ran away.

"Continue to the north and enter Yushe Mountain, and you will get rid of the devils of these Han people." Bu Qi encouraged: "Sooner or later, we will kill back, and this revenge will definitely be avenged." ”

The victory greatly boosted the morale of the natives, and they even walked with more momentum.

Passing through the Monkey Cave Ping, a flat mountainous area with open and flat terrain, Bu Kiln relaxes the tense nerves.

Bu Qi was very alert. Scouts were constantly sent along the way to explore the road, and a large number of personnel must be arranged to reconnoiter whenever the terrain is dangerous, guard important checkpoints, and leave in person after the old and weak women and children have passed.

Even Huangshanqi, the 3,000th general banner of the 3,000th household who had gone through the jungle, concealment, and tracking training, almost touched the road of Bu Yao, which shows that Bu Qi does have a few brushes.

Unobstructed flat ground, which is conventionally impossible to surround and ambush. The cloth kiln is also a little lax.

Halfway through, Bu Qi suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and the inexplicable palpitations made him cold, and cold sweat surged out uncontrollably.

"Stop, stop moving." Bu Qi shouted, "Beware of getting into ......"

Before the words fell, a loud bang suddenly broke out in the crowd. In the firelight, smoke and dust, countless natives were blown to pieces, and broken arms and stumps flew all over the sky.

Bu Yao was overturned by the huge impact, his whole head was dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and blood slowly flowed out of his ear holes and the corners of his mouth.

The point of explosion was in the very center of the natives. Less than 100 natives were directly blown away by the explosion, but more than 1,000 natives were injured by the blast wave.

More importantly, this kind of explosion, which could not be resisted by manpower, completely crushed the morale of the natives and their confidence in revenge.

Bu Yao collapsed. The tribe of three or four thousand people suffered more than thirty percent of the casualties at once, and they did not even see the face of the enemy. How can this battle be fought? Will there be revenge in the future?

Without organization and morale, the local people of Guobu Village are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, constantly broken by Li Ke's hundreds of households, constantly reducing their staff, and constantly losing confidence and confidence. The tribe of several thousand people, in less than ten days, suffered casualties.

Before he died, Bu Qi's eyes widened, and he kept repeating: "Am I wrong? Am I wrong......"