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In the depths of winter, communication in the Northland is very inconvenient. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Especially at this time, the heavy snow closed the mountain, and at this time, the manpower could not clear the official road at all.

Even if the vicinity of Kemoerhewei is already in the lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River, the land is fertile, and it is already a dense area of people, but at this time, there is more than half a meter of snow on the official road, even if it is a hard-working Mongolian war horse, it is not able to bear it at all, and it is difficult to come quickly.

Fortunately, to the north of Kemoerhewei, there is a large lake, and the brigade of people and horses walked directly on the lake, and the snow was frozen, but it was much better.

At this time, plus the more than 100 war horses that captured him in Kemo and Hewei, Li Yuanqing already had more than 400 war horses, not to mention far, within a radius of dozens of miles, the wind and grass could not escape his ears and eyes.

After a night of arduous marching, in the early morning of the next day, Li Yuanqing had a small village swept away, and in the small village, he rested for a while.

It's not that Li Yuanqing wants to go out day and night, it's just that the biological clock has been disrupted, and the night march has a good vision, so Li Yuanqing is not in a hurry to adjust.

It's a pity that Li Yuanqing is now beginning to realize the most difficult part of his huge plan.

That's the speed of the march.

At this time, the 5,000 soldiers of the Changsheng Battalion were basically in their prime, but in such bad weather, marching 20 miles a day was already a flying speed, and in order to maintain the physical condition of the sons, Li Yuanqing could only accept this speed.

But at this rate, it will take at least three or four months, or even longer, to reach the heart of the Horqin Tribe, and by then, I am afraid it will already be spring.

But sweeping away the forts like Kemo and Hewei, Li Yuanqing also gained a lot.

In the entire Heilongjiang River Basin, such large and small tunforts, there are still an unknown number of tunbao, if Li Yuanqing took advantage of the heavy snow to cover the mountains and the news was not smooth, it would not be difficult to sweep these tunbao and gather 10,000 war horses.

However, the news is not all good news.

As the team continued to move forward, continuing deep into the banks of the Heilongjiang River, where human settlements were densely populated, there were several villages, and the sons and daughters did not clear them, but still let some able-bodied Tartars escape.

Once they fled into the old woods, the scouts were helpless, even if they had horses.

As the main force of the Changsheng Battalion gradually approached Zhalingwei, there were already Tartar sentinels who came out to test it, and they obviously got the news.

"These shitty tartars, damn it! It's really slippery! Generals, they are familiar with the terrain, our sons, it is difficult to catch them. I'm afraid, in Zhalingwei, we are going to fight a tough battle. Liu Dadou reported to Li Yuanqing very unhappily.

Li Yuanqing smiled, but he didn't have too much eagerness and anger.

The lower reaches of Heilongjiang are densely populated, and even if the mountains are closed by heavy snow at this time, it is impossible to completely block the news.

Sooner or later, we will encounter a tough battle.

It's just that, compared to the cities in Liaodi and Guannei, the big forts and small forts here, the defense facilities are really weak and pitiful.

A little better, it would be good to have rammed earth walls as a foundation, and many forts are even directly made of wood.

And these Tartars are mostly uncivilized savages, and the most advantageous weapon is the bow and arrow, how can they be compared with the well-equipped bird soldiers of the Immortal Battalion?

"Dadou, don't worry about this matter. Ordered the scouts to spy on the news closely, and if they could shoot the Tartar sentry, then shoot them. If you can't shoot it, you don't have to dwell on it too much! ”

"Yes!"

Liu Dadou hurriedly left, but he was ruthless in his heart, he must let these Tartar sentinel detectives remember.

On November 13 of the first year of the Great Ming Apocalypse, Li Yuanqing's main force came to the fortress wall of Zhalingwei as promised.

Zhalingwei is the establishment of thousands of households in Daming, the scope of the city is not small, relying on the wide Heilongjiang River and built, like a pearl on the riverside.

Li Yuanqing was not in a hurry, and the army set up camp in the wide area outside the south gate of Zhalingwei, eyeing the tiger, but he was not in a hurry to attack.

In the old forests of the Northeast, there is also one of the greatest benefits.

There is never a shortage of wood here, Li Yuanqing has just conquered Kemo and Hewei, the grain and grass are sufficient, and there are heating materials, plus there is a wide Heilongjiang River next to it, Li Yuanqing has the time and patience to play slowly with these tartars.

It's just that what Li Yuanqing didn't know was that in Zhalingwei, an old acquaintance of his was already in a hurry to smoke in his seven holes.

At this time, the head of the garrison of Zha Lingwei was Li Yuanqing's old acquaintance Shu Qi.

Shu Qi was wounded in the previous battle of the Lushun Guard, so he took advantage of the situation and handed over his position and most of the troops to his eldest son to take over, and he invited the old slave to come to this wild northern land to live for a long time.

Shuqi's calculations are quite good.

Although the Northland is desolate, there are many products, such as ginseng, deer antlers, bear's paws, mink, tiger skins, tiger bones, tiger whips, etc., all of which are priceless.

In addition, the Haixi Jurchens have already been bolded by them, and they have long been out of shape, he is not sure about dealing with Li Yuanqing, but he is sure about dealing with these local natives, slaves, and outdated Haixi miscellaneous people.

But what Shu Qi never dreamed of was that he had not lived a comfortable life in the north for a year just now, and the Ming army actually came over.

This......

On the head of the Acropolis of Zhaling, looking at the Daming Dragon Banner fluttering in the Changsheng Camp not far away, and the Li Zi Banner not far away, Shu Qi still couldn't believe his eyes, and hurriedly sent various sentinels to investigate and test to see which part of the Ming army actually went deep into the hinterland of the Northland.

However, next to these two flags, there is also a bright red flag of equal size, on which it seems to be embroidered with black silk thread with a flying eagle.

But this eagle is indescribably hideous, as if it is not embroidered, but directly nailed the eagle alive.

In fact, Shuche really didn't guess wrong.

This big banner was just made by Li Yuanqing a few days ago.

It's also a coincidence that in a village that was exterminated before, the sons and daughters caught an eagle slave.

What's even more coincidental is that this eagle slave is actually a Han Chinese.

Although the eagle slave is also a slave, because of the eagle's strong detection ability and hunting ability, the status of the eagle slave is much higher than that of ordinary Han slaves.

According to later generations, this is a pure technical job.

Although these Han slaves had been assimilated by the Tartars, Li Yuanqing did not harm the eagle slave, but strangled his eagle to death with one hand.

and then let Liu Qiao sew his feather body onto this banner himself.

As for the blood color next to it, it was even simpler, it was dyed red with the blood of the hearts of the Jurchen Tartars.

On this trip, Li Yuanqing directly regarded the Tartar head as nothing, and after killing it, he threw it directly into the forest.

After all, in such a state, except for war horses and livestock, the team does not have much carrying capacity at all.

And this eagle slave, Li Yuanqing also gave him a new task, asking him to refine a few eaglets again and serve him Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing has always believed that boiling eagles are the same as raising dogs, only when they are raised from an early age, they will have true feelings for their owners.

In the face of Li Yuanqing's flowers and daggers, this eagle slave naturally chose the former wisely.

Li Yuanqing did not embarrass him, and let him and his family members walk with the army.

These people, who live in this harsh environment all year round, have excellent physical conditions, and can also be used as guides, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

It has been almost two years since the Changsheng Battalion was established, and Li Yuanqing has never had time to set up an iconic flag for his sons.

At this time, the banner of the eagle's corpse, although simple, can better express the effect that Li Yuanqing wants.

He personally named this battle flag, the 'Scarlet Red Eagle Banner', and officially listed it as the iconic battle banner of his immortal camp!

At this time, the bright red blood-colored red eagle flag fluttered high in the wind, and the two tall and burly flag bearers firmly held the flagpole below, just like two mountain gods, and did not waver in the cold north wind.

Li Yuanqing stood under the blood-colored red eagle banner and looked at the scenery above the Acropolis of Zhaling with a faint smile.

At this time, at the head of the Acropolis of Zhaling, Shu Qi's third son, Shu Luo, hurriedly ran to his father Shu Qi, and said with a cry: "Amma, son, son has heard clearly. The Ming army outside is none other than Li Yuanqing from Changsheng Island! It is said that he, he has been promoted to the chief soldier of Immortal Island! ”

"What?"

Shu Qi was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, his body was crooked, and he was almost about to fall.

The minions around him panicked instantly, hurriedly and carefully helped him up, and even pinched him with a strap.

It took a long time for Shu Qi to recover.

His old face had turned the color of pork liver, and he never dreamed that even if he escaped here, he would still run into Li Yuanqing, the dog offal he didn't want to meet!

After a long time, Shu Qi let out a long breath of old air, and finally stabilized his mind, "Li Yuanqing, Li Yuanqing, you despicable mud!" It's just too much to deceive, too much to deceive! ”

Beside him, Shu Luohuan also panicked, "Amma, let's, what should we do!" ”

His eldest brother inherited Shuqi's tribes, and Shuluo Huan was brave and lame by nature, so he followed him Ama and came to Zhalingwei.

Just wait for him Amma to burp and he will be able to inherit his Amma's current tribe and slave.

Although Zhalingwei is remote, it is also a big fort.

If you manage it well and make 10,000 taels of silver a year, it will be easy.

As long as there is silver, what kind of woman can't get it?

In the future, here, he will live as comfortably and chicly as Shu Luohuan.

It's a pity that the eight characters of this dream haven't been drawn yet, and Li Yuanqing, the mourning star, actually found the door......

"What to do? What else can I do! Li Yuanqing has at least 5,000 troops, and our troops are less than 300, how can we do it with him? Is there any news about the reinforcements of Fushan Guard, Kushi Gate Guard, and Youtiewei? ”

Shu Qi hurriedly looked at Shu Luohuan.

Four or five days ago, he had received the news that a Ming army was marching towards his Zhalingwei, how could he dare to slack off? Early in the morning, it was like the nearby guard post and tunbao asking for reinforcements.

The nearest Fushanwei is less than thirty miles away from Zhalingwei, and the news has already been sent back.

But at this time, Shu Luohuan didn't dare to talk to his son Shu Qi at all.

"What's wrong? Is it that those dogs of Fushanwei are not willing to come to save us? Shu Qi glared at Shu Luohuan viciously.

Although he is old, after all, he has been fighting horses all his life, like an old wolf, and when he starts to be ruthless, Shu Luohuan is really a little weak.

But the matter has come to this point, Shu Luohuan didn't dare to hide it anymore, and hurriedly said: "Ama, not only Fushanwei, but also those dog crumbs of Youtiewei, don't plan to send reinforcements to us!" ”

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