Silla Domain, Jeolla-do,

In the wilderness, the snow-white earth has been trampled and overturned into a filthy black patch by countless fleeing figures.

"The devil is coming......

"Demon law, they started to make demon magic again......"

Pushed and wrapped in the crowd of people who were running in chaos, Beaji, wearing a tattered leather armor, only felt that he was going crazy.

I'm afraid that the experience of his life is not as much as the fright he has received in the past few days. Because

Ami, the leader of the team who always punched and kicked her, was in front of him just now, and suddenly his brain burst open, and he was sprayed red and white.

His familiar partner Wu Ah was also frightened, and he threw down the rusty knife and the row in a delirium, crouched on the ground and cried, and was cut off by Ami for public display.

Most of these companions, familiar and unfamiliar, had already been bleeding and piercing their bodies without even seeing the enemy's appearance clearly, and lost their lives inexplicably in the process of lining up and marching.

The most terrifying thing is the unknown and the incomparable.

If it is a crossbow shot, at least there is a sound and trajectory to give some people who have experienced more experience have a chance to dodge and block.

And as long as these enemies line up for them, they start to breathe smoke and fire non-stop, and then death is like mowing grass, shaving the human body in the front row layer by layer and constantly killing and injuring the rear team, no matter what kind of blocking and covering, it is useless, this is not a demon law,

And the archers who personally led the concentration hid in the crowd, trying to move forward and snipe the opponent's commander with a dense rain of arrows. But before he could launch this tried and tested method, he was quickly defeated within a few breaths, and he was quickly defeated with heavy casualties, and disappeared in the chaos.

So the rest of the people have also become Beagi like the lost dogs who ran away for their lives.

Beajimoto is a wild seed born in the battle between feudal lords after a not-so-glorious process. Therefore, they were abandoned in the wild very early, and became one of the marginal groups that wandered between the various feudal domains, and were called "alien species" and "savages", and left to fend for themselves.

Compared to the tenacious and endurant weeds that still sprawled out no matter how trampled on them, these alien species who were not in the domain of the feudal lord were obviously more despicable and like sludge.

Whether it is killed or insulted, no one cares and cares.

But sludge indulgence also had a use for sludge, and when he was lucky enough to live to the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was swept out of the mountains and wilderness by the nearby clansmen who needed cannon fodder and coolies, tax collectors and landmen armed with iron-tipped clubs and lassoes.

Then he generously and undeniably granted, and the lord of the feudal lord received the status of private property like cattle and sheep, and drove into the forest farms and workshops everywhere, starting with the most coarse and humble work.

Outsiders don't have a surname, because of his curly hair and dark complexion, he has long been called "Xiao Mohe". It wasn't until he became a slave worker of the lord of the land that he got the name Beagi for the convenience of points.

In the local language, which is only circulated among untouchables, it is similar to the grass on the side of the road and the mud under the stones.

Originally, according to the trajectory of his life, he might have worked so hard to death, and then if he was lucky, he would get blue eyes, and in nearly middle age, he would be paired with a rough woman, and then use his descendants to continue to make cattle and horses for the clan.

Then one day he was favored by the people of the feudal family, and since he left the grange where he had worked for generations, he was summoned to the city to be a lowest-level slave maid, which was a great blessing and luck.

However, the rise of the Mengshan Army has given these lowly people another experience and experience, and they have since embarked on another unimaginable path.

Under the persecution and drive of knives and guns, like climbing ants, they carried the most rudimentary weapons such as sticks, wood knives, and pitchforks, and constantly broke through and flooded one manor, village community, and market town after another at the cost of heavy casualties.

Even the cities that were protected by strong walls could not escape the fate of their eventual fall in the face of the number of casualties they piled up.

And then, there was a short moment of revelry and fun for the survivors of the dead species. Every time they lay down, these novices who are lucky enough to survive will always rob door to door under the leadership of the old man.

While eating and drinking indiscriminately in the homes of the nobles and real households in the city, and enjoying those things that were impossible for the original identity to touch, he humiliated and abused the original owner and his family for fun.

Even at a small price, you can go to the queue to enjoy those women who can only be touched by old men with fine skin and tender meat.

And Beaji is also in love with a woman who is covered in bruises and swollen and can no longer see her true face clearly, and has completed the enlightenment of adult transformation.

This is also the most lively day of his life, he doesn't have to worry about being beaten and punished if he can't finish his work, he doesn't have to worry about his stomach that he can't eat enough, and he doesn't even need to think about tomorrow and the future.

It's just that this kind of passable life, no matter how long the life of the Ming Dynasty lasted after all, it quickly collapsed. He also turned back into the original slave Aggie, who was helpless and at a loss.

He was only slightly distracted, and was pushed to the ground by those who were eager to flee for his life, and then a dozen or so mud-stained or clothed feet trampled on his head and back, and completely made him faint.

By the time he woke up in a dull tear and suffocating from the mud on his face, all he had was a boot that didn't look like it fit, and he stepped on the dirt in front of him and shouted loudly

"There's a living ...... here"

Then Beaji was stomped on the back by the other party's other foot, and let out some kind of scream, and the other party continued

"Pretty strong ......"

"Can you still stand up......

"Hold your head and jump a few to show me......"

Beaji's experience is just a small microcosm of many people

Next, under the guidance, the process of recovering the lost territory can be said to be good, first with the same county Shang clan with a large and four small cities, and then with the Pu clan and the Zhu clan adjacent to Gaoping County......

And along the way, those Mengshan thieves who fled after defeat, piles of corpses that were frozen to death or died in a hurry, became the best guide and signpost in the process of our army.

Obviously, although they successfully escaped the pursuit of their own army near Haiyang City, they were not able to survive the cruel elimination of nature without the mountain of baggage supplies in the camp.

It's not that anyone who is chased in the snow is frightened, and after running for dozens of miles, they can still maintain order and organization, and continue to persevere in the cold weather.

Therefore, although a dozen cities were recovered in one go, there were not even more than ten battles and conflicts encountered.

Another time was at night when they encountered the remnants of the village and the soil regiment within the boundaries of the whole clan's domain, and then they fought in a mess without a head and a brain, and lost hundreds of feudal soldiers.

The rest of the enemies, no matter how big or small, were almost all crushed at the first touch, so that they didn't need to attack from our side at all, just relying on the two or three thousand people who opened the way in front of them, and the miscellaneous troops who were improvised were enough to solve the vast majority of the battle.

More often than not, my men and horses serve as some kind of morale-boosting and confidence-boosting background, as well as follow-up insurance measures to prevent these thieves from escaping and continuing to wreak havoc on the locals, led by the locals.

Therefore, most of the time, as long as we have lined up in good order, we can wait for the feudal soldiers to finish the battle and come and hand over the prisoners and booty.

There are also more tricky times, so that these miscellaneous vassal soldiers fall into a hard battle and have the upper hand and have to call for help, in this case, my troops will adjust their deployment in time, slowly lean over from the upper hand, and cover with a few rounds of indiscriminate enemy and enemy platoon shots, and the battle will quickly end.

And normally, our army only needs prisoners, livestock, and grain and grass. As for the miscellaneous equipment and supplies, after a rough count, they were redistributed to the feudal soldiers according to their disposal and contributions.

In this way, it can buy people's hearts in a short period of time, forming some kind of potential order of rewards and punishments, so that these hastily cobbled together miscellaneous cannon fodder have always maintained a normal level of fighting spirit and morale.

It's just that the ten scattered cannons and four four-inch long cannons carried in consideration of the possible need to attack the fortified positions have become some kind of decoration and background, and have never had a chance to be opened.

Because compared to the centuries-old tug-of-war in the Northland, the formation of the full land of Wu Fort, the so-called majority of the Silla Domain, is too shabby.

It was only those that were used as feudal settlements or the residences of larger castle lords that were slightly more decent, because they were made of bricks and stones, and had the style and basic function of a fortress.

Of course, this is enough for them, as the basic essence of their territory, as long as they protect the basic family members and years of accumulation in the fight with each other.

In fact, the small number of thieves who were still entrenched in these cities had already lost their fighting spirit and courage after hearing the news of the collapse of most of the Mengshan army in front of them.

Either stay in place and be busy burning, killing, looting, and fighting for each other, and then in the ungrateful fighting, they are outflanked by the formation and destroyed in one fell swoop, or they are frightened early, and leave us with a mess of devastation.

Of course, every time you regain a stronghold and a city. I will take the time to hold a symbolic and simple handover ceremony for the survivors of the feudal clan. Then, those who justifiably draw young people and raise materials to replenish the army, even if there are only a few hundred survivors, will symbolically take away a dozen or so.

Therefore, although the losses of these miscellaneous feudal soldiers and the husbands who provided foot strength were not small due to the battle and weather, the overall number was still growing and growing.

As for my home formation, except for the difficulties such as the weather being much colder than Huaidong and the roads being snowy and difficult to walk, it was more like an armed march in a different place.

Compared with the experience of running thousands of miles from Luodu, the current army carries corresponding oils and special medicines due to the follow-up supply and transportation of sea and land, and in the process of marching and camping in winter, although frostbite and cracks are still inevitable, they are controlled within a relatively small proportion and range.

Some miscellaneous news, such as Yang Zaixing, the fourth soldier and horse envoy, in addition to Lu Wenlong, who made two guns, brought a new selected warrior, alias the blue-faced beast, because on the left half of his face, the boss brought a blue scar in the womb.

After several years of study and practice, Zhu Wu, the god of the machine, can finally follow me out as an important counselor

Following the route of the Mengshan army, they penetrated the land of the five counties all the way to the south, and recovered large areas and cities of the seven feudal families.

In Jeonju, the capital of Jeolla Province, he encountered two local forces that had not yet completely fallen and joined forces to continue to resist, the Dongpyeong Fu clan and the Pyeongsan Sheng clan.

Although the attitude and reaction of the other party were obviously a little surprised and surprised, in the face of the supposedly tens of thousands of troops, they also expressed some cautious and reserved gratitude to me, the foreign reinforcement that suddenly appeared.

In the end, although the other side refused the proposal to send troops to follow our troops on the grounds that the territory was still unappeased, and did not allow us to enter the city from beginning to end, it also had to provide corresponding personnel and food and materials under pressure from other quarters, all of which were supported.

Because these two families were large feudal clans with more than one county under their jurisdiction, they owned large pastures and mountain forests, so they also accumulated a lot of cattle, horses, and livestock.

Therefore, along with the fodder for feeding, a lot of it was bought for transportation and spare rations in the army.

The soldiers then turned eastward and did not encounter a decent obstacle until they reached the southern tip of Jeolla Province, bordering Gangwon Province.

A mountain city that lies between mountain gorges and blocks the way is dangerous.