The second supply finally came again, which surprised all the soldiers in the fortress of the Mobei Protectorate, which was already stretched thin.

Luo Guanzhong and the others also excitedly put on their dogskin robes and rushed out of the nest.

I saw that on the horizon in the south in the distance, in the vast snow, a horse team moving with the red flag of the bright sun and moon appeared.

As the distance approached, so did the team.

Luo Guanzhong and the others stood on the camp wall, looking at these teams that were only gradually approaching, and couldn't help but show surprise and shock.

"With such a big horse team, I don't know how many supplies there are!"

Soon, Luo Guanzhong sent his soldiers to respond.

When the horse team transporting supplies arrived at the Mobei Protectorate Fortress, everyone was overjoyed.

Because the horse team that transported the supplies this time was full of thousands of carts and horses.

Large quantities of grain, gunpowder, cotton clothing, salt and other materials were transported.

After Luo Guanzhong finished counting these materials, he immediately ordered them to be distributed to his soldiers.

In addition to the adequate rations, each soldier was given ten cans in transparent glass bottles.

Most of the soldiers in the Mobei Metropolitan Protectorate had never seen such a strange thing.

One by one, they held it in their hands, not knowing what it was.

Many soldiers couldn't help but drool, only to see that the glass bottles were crystal clear, and inside were red, red, green, and green flesh-like things.

The soldiers didn't know what this was, and they all came to ask Luo Guanzhong.

Luo Guanzhong, as an officer who has been in Beijing for many years, naturally knows that this is the canned fruit that the Ming Dynasty has just begun to equip the army.

"It's canned yellow peaches."

"It's canned pears."

"It's a canned hawthorn."

After hearing that these were canned food, the soldiers of the Mobei Metropolitan Protectorate widened their eyes in shock one by one, and hugged the ten cans tightly in their hands, revealing a look of surprise.

They never imagined that on this dripping grassland of the desert north, they could still see fruits that are only available in summer.

In particular, these fruits are all served in crystal clear glass bottles, which look extremely expensive.

"His Royal Highness cares about our brothers, and everyone has a share of these cans."

"If you eat this thing, you won't get that poisonous blood disease."

"Don't be reluctant to eat, the court will send it every month in the future."

"In the future, every batch of supplies will have this can!"

After hearing Luo Guanzhong say this, the soldiers of the Mobei Metropolitan Protectorate were even more pleased.

However, this still does not reduce the degree of cherishing these cans.

In the following three days, only a few soldiers took the lead and opened the canned food to eat, so that the soldiers could taste the delicious taste of the canned food.

The sweet canned food, like honey, moistened the throats of these soldiers, making them feel a trace of happiness in this bitter cold Mobei Protectorate.

When the agrarian people conquered the grasslands, they had to use canned food to prevent scurvy caused by vitamin deficiencies.

Since this winter, the Northern Capital of the Great Ming Desert has officially taken root in the grassland while eating canned food.

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Chapter 393: Aqina's Homecoming

The Ming soldiers of the Mobei Metropolitan Protectorate, under the sufficient material supply and the ambition to make contributions, finally survived the first winter of Mobei in the face of cold wind, ice and snow.

Daming Hongwu five years, spring.

When the warm spring breeze made the ice and snow melt, Beiping came with a military order again.

Zhu Han had decided to formally establish the Mobei Protectorate in Mobei, and established ten fortresses of different sizes in the eastern grasslands of Mobei to station the Ming army and maintain the stability of the local tribes.

Zhu Han's layout in Mobei is still based on fortresses, and then connects those Mongolian tribes loyal to the Ming Dynasty to form a unified whole.

It's just that it is a difficult task to get the Mobei Protectorate to establish ten fortresses with garrisons.

Because, now there are only more than 3,000 soldiers under the command of Luo Guanzhong, the capital of Mobei Protectorate.

According to Zhu Han's plan, the ten fortresses needed fifteen thousand soldiers.

Although this fifteen thousand soldiers is not a lot for the Northern Parallel Division.

But this desert north is in the middle of nowhere, and the Ming soldiers who are willing to go to the grassland are not many.

As for how to expand the soldiers of the Mobei Protectorate, Zhu Han immediately gave other methods.

After this fishing battle, the Jurchen tribe soldiers recruited by the Ming army performed well.

After these Jurchen soldiers joined the Ming army, they all fought bravely to be the first under the inspiration of military exploits and awards, and it can be said that they were integrated very thoroughly.

Therefore, Zhu Han already had his own plans, and he ordered the Jurchen soldiers of the Mobei Protectorate to take a three-month leave and let them return to their respective tribes to recruit soldiers.

For each soldier recruited, they were given a reward of five taels of silver.

Moreover, after these recruited Jurchen soldiers joined the Ming army, if they made military merits, then the soldiers who recruited them could also get a bounty of five taels of silver.

There will be brave men under the reward!

After hearing this order from the imperial court, the Jurchen soldiers such as Aqina and Saisihei all geared up and wanted to bring out the young men of their hometowns to join the army.

After all, drilling around in the deep mountains and old forests, fighting tigers, dogs and bears, is not much worse than on the battlefield.

And in terms of food, clothing, and accommodation, the days of the Ming army as a soldier are much better than those in the Jurchen tribe.

That's it, under the compensatory leave system.

Aqina was granted the right to return to his hometown to visit relatives, and Aqina took his bags and traveled through the Gobi Desert to the south with a supply convoy, first returning to the camp in Yingchang Province.

Aqina filled the wealth he had accumulated with a pack horse, and he did not finish it.

Subsequently, he simply hired a carriage and bought a lot of wine, meat, cloth, salt and other materials.

loaded a whole car and embarked on a journey back to his hometown in Liaoyang.

After seven or eight days of walking.

Aqina drove the carriage and finally returned to this Jurchen tribe located under the forests of the White Mountain.

After two years of garrisoning in Liaoyang, the Ming army had already cleared out the bandits and thieves in the mountains.

Therefore, Aqina has been safe and sound along the way.

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As he entered the valley of his tribe, several children dressed in Jurchen tribal clothes ran in front of him.

Seeing someone in front, Arkina stood in the carriage and shouted excitedly.

When the children heard this, they were originally a little curious, but when they heard these shouts, they immediately greeted them happily and excitedly.

They recognized Achena.

"Big Brother Arkina is back!"

"Big Brother Arkina is back!"

Under the propaganda of these children, all the men and women of the surrounding tribes gathered around.

At this time, Aqina was wearing a gorgeous silk cotton jacket, and there was a huge fox tail scarf around his neck outside the cotton suit, which made him look very nouveau riche.

This piece of equipment is as decent as the Han merchants in the city.

The men and women of this Jurchen tribe were all weathered and stood with Aqina, as if they were slaves.

Many people cast envious glances at Aqina.

When everyone saw that Aqina was so generous and wealthy now, they asked Aqina how he made his fortune?

Akina smiled and said, "You forgot, what I went to do, you don't know!" To be a soldier in the Ming Dynasty to eat food, not only has a monthly military salary, this won the battle and military merit rewards, but also stayed for more than a year, and there is money to settle down, if you want not to be rich, it is difficult! ”

Aqina's words made the surrounding tribal villagers immediately exclaim with envy.

With this curiosity, they asked Arkina more questions.

"Brother Aqina, is the Ming army's military salary much?"

"Brother Archie, how much reward can you get for winning a battle on the battlefield?"

"Brother Aqina, now that you're back, can you take me to the army when you leave?"

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Faced with this series of problems, Aqina knew that her trip home was not in vain.

The task of recruiting soldiers is simply not too simple.

In fact, since the Ming army occupied Liaoyang Province and drove out the Mongols, the living conditions of the entire Jurchen tribe have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The original Mongols did not pay much attention to the Jurchen tribes under their rule, and as long as they handed over a certain amount of fur ginseng and other mountain goods on time every year, they let it go.

At most, when the war is critical, send people to send young people from various tribes to be cannon fodder.

However, since the Ming army ruled this area, the various tribes began to be strictly managed.

Not only did the scope of each tribe's activities be demarcated and they were not allowed to move at will, but the number of men and women in each tribe was counted.

At the same time, it was strictly forbidden for various tribes to fight and annex each other.

Many of the weaker tribes gradually settled down, and the Jurchens began to live a normal life, and they had more contact with those cities and towns.

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As soon as there is a lot of contact, all kinds of troubles in the new life will follow, and the main one is only one word.

Poor!

Don't look at these Jurchen tribes are all in the dense forests with abundant products, but in this day and age, those ginseng and mink skins and other mountain goods will not be sold here for a very high price, at most in exchange for some much-needed medicinal herbs, food, salt and iron tools.

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Therefore, the life of the Jurchen tribe is still very hard.

Now that they saw Archie coming back in bright clothes, just like those rich Han merchants at the bottom of the city, how could they not be moved?

Aqina also did not hide it, and immediately told what he saw and heard in the Ming army in the compliments of everyone.

Almost everyone was shocked by Akina's magnificent military experience.

In particular, when they heard that for every head of a Mongol enemy captured by the Ming army, there were five taels of silver, everyone gasped!

"Five taels of silver!"

"A good bear skin can't be sold for five taels of silver!"

An old Jurchen hunter with a face full of vicissitudes let out an exclamation.

In fact, a bear skin in good condition, if it is in Yingtianfu, it is enough to sell for a sky-high price of five hundred taels.

However, in Liaodong, in this Linhai Snow Plain, those black-hearted merchants who bought bear skins from the Jurchens could only give five taels of silver at most.

And hunting a fierce black bear, for the Jurchen hunter, its danger is not much weaker than going to the battlefield.

So I heard that the head of an enemy is worth five taels of silver.

Everyone moved to join the Ming army as soldiers.

At this time, several other Jurchen youths asked Arkina if there were other ways to earn money in the military camp.

Aqina smiled and patted them on the head, and then said, "You nerds, that Mongol head alone is enough to make a fortune, what other way can you think of!" ”

"Moreover, I won't hide it from you, just these five taels of silver will be rewarded, and now I heard that it will rise!"

"Not long ago, the Mongols were defeated by our Ming Dynasty in the Fishing Sea, except for those who surrendered obediently, the rest of those thieves ran away!"

"I heard that if you get another head in the future, it has been raised to eight taels of silver!"

Aqina's words caused another sensation!

"What? Eight taels of silver?! ”

Everyone was stunned by the price!

They toiled for months to hunt their prey, and generally did not earn so much silver.

After hearing Aqina's story, the men, women, and children of the entire Jurchen tribe were all amazed!

They cast envious glances at Aqina.

Even, even the elders of the tribe were like a little fan brother, following Aqina's side and asking questions.

However, in the midst of this ardent salutation of Brother Aqina is long and Brother Aqina is short, Aqina suddenly did something that impressed the villagers of the tribe even more.

I saw that he suddenly got up and stretched out his hand, stopped the commotion of the crowd, and then announced loudly.

"There is one more thing I want to tell you, I am now a third-level non-commissioned officer of the Great Ming Desert Northern Protectorate!"

"I'm in the army, and I'm no longer called Aqina!"

Aqina's words caused everyone to wonder for a while, and the tribal elder asked, "You don't call Aqina, what is that called?" ”

Aqina smiled, "I now have an official name for registration, and my surname is Zhao now, and my name is Zhao Jin!" ”

"Zhao Jin?"

These real men and women were all shocked when they heard this name!

They never thought that Aqina in the original tribe would become a Han Chinese.

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At this time, the Elder of the Tribal Hand showed a thoughtful look, he nodded and said, "Not bad! Not bad! Zhao Jin, our tribe really has this legend, our ancestors migrated from the Central Plains, and they used to be a big official in the Central Plains, if the surname is Zhao, it may not be impossible. ”

Aqina knew how to cooperate with the elders so well, and he immediately cast an appreciative gaze.

Aqina then said, "If you want to follow me to join the Ming Dynasty and make a fortune as a soldier, then you must change the name of the Han people, otherwise the Ming army will not accept anything." ”

Hearing that Aqinaken promised to take them to join the army and make a fortune, these people from the Jurchen tribe, who cares what kind of name they take.

"Brother Aqina, whatever you say is what you say!"

"That's right! We all listen to you! ”

"No matter what the name is, whatever you tell us to call, we will call it!"

Seeing this, Aqina nodded with satisfaction, and said to everyone, "Okay, in the future, you will be called Zhao Wu, you will be called Zhao Long, you will be called Zhao Hu, you will be called Zhao Xiong, you will be called Zhao Hu."

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Subsequently, Aqina gave them some Han Chinese names based on the Jurchen names of each of them.

Aqina's return to the tribe to recruit Jurchen soldiers this time was not just a verbal action.

He asked the tribal elders to send a few men to carry the supplies from his wagon.

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