Beiyang new warlord

"You need a basin to hold your head."

"Come here, get the car and drive here, and let Ying Ji choose a few attendants, well, her Japanese swordsman will do, the height can set off a bit, can you use money?"

"Return to the general, to deal with Xianxing's gang, I don't need to be poor!"

"Okay, then I will wait here for the good news!"

A big cart pulled the Song dwarf out of Xianxing mountain city, not to mention the Japanese warriors behind him can really show how tall he is. Seeing him wandering away, Li Qianhu was a little worried asked behind.

"General, just let him go like this?"

"A car can still be lost. Forgive him, Goryeo in Xianxing City would not dare to kill Lao Tzu's people. Anyway, in these three days, Ben will need to find out the details of the Xianjing Jurchen first, and give him three more days." how?"

"Let's talk!"

Mao Jue couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

"This person came prepared and deliberately used this method to show off his skills to the general. If he was not fully prepared, would he dare to be so arrogant and domineering to provoke the general?"

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Shaking his head, Mao Jue staggered back, but left Li Qianhu staring at the intersection with big eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

"So, I let that dwarf play tricks on me?"

Three days passed in a flash. In these three days, Mao Jue did not mobilize troops. Savage Jurchens are different from Lee's North Korea, Japan, and even Hou Jin. They are still in a primitive society, and they have formed a stronghold. Living in the deep mountains, they would definitely not be able to defeat the Dongjiang Army, but Mao Jue didn't want to be led by their noses. To deal with this kind of enemy, he had to be like Jiangxi's bandits. Units, fight special warfare, break down one by one.

Unlike the bloated Ming army, Mao Jue had sufficient confidence in his subordinates. Every month, his troops spent at least three days in the mountains. During these three days, each person only brought one day's food In the rest of the time, he had to find food for himself to survive, and he had to cooperate with him to complete military goals. In forest warfare, Dongjiang was not inferior to these wild Jurchens.

But on the third day, this dwarf really kept his promise. Three days ago, these Xianxing gentry were trying to drive out the Dongjiang army with sticks and dung forks, but now they were beating gongs and drums, driving pigs, sheep, and carrying wine. The legs of the unlucky chicken, duck, and goose were tied to a big stick, and they were carried back with a bunch of them.

Seeing Mao Jue, more than a dozen old men worshiped him, saying that criminals paid their respects to the general, Li Qianhu was dumbfounded.

"Hey, how did you do that shorty?"

However, Shorty Song did not know where he got a cattail fan, so he waved it pretentiously.

"The mountain people have their own tricks!"

"Hey, you liar, believe it or not, I will cut you!"

"okay!"

On this day, Mao Jue got another seven or eight hundred shi of grain, and the poultry meat was enough to feed the troops for half a month, but he turned a blind eye to the situation, and just grunted expressionlessly.

"Don't forget that this is only the Koreans of Xianxing. What you promised was to subdue the wild Jurchens of Xianjingdao. If you can't do it, I will cut off your big head."

"certainly!"

Very confident, this guy hit his chest with a cattail fan again like a little adult.

"Please borrow the map from the general."

Not to mention, this guy really came prepared. Mao Jue had a map of the Hamgyong-do of the Koreans in his hand. As soon as he took it out, he drew several red circles. Seven or eight come.

"There are about 4 to 20 barbarian Jurchens in Xianjing, but they are not monolithic. They are divided into more than [-] tribes, just like the four major tribes of Jiannu, Yehe, Wula, Hada, and Huifa. The barbarian women here Zhenye is mainly divided into four tribes. Among them, the Hunyuan tribe in Funing area, the Jiashan tribe who robbed Xianxing a few days ago, the Shumu tribe on the other side of Baitu Mountain, the Baizuo tribe on the Sanshui side, and the remaining Jurchen tribe , are all attached to these four major parts.”

Shrewdly narrowing his eyes again, the dwarf looked at Mao Jue brightly and said.

"Pindao will take down the Bai Zuo Department for the little general first, is it okay?"

Chapter 254. Those who follow me prosper

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The military boots on the bluestone road kept making crisp sounds. The Dongjiang Army was like the Roman Legion back then, carrying bayonet flintlock guns like throwing spears, daggers like Roman short swords in their waists, and even large shields. Yes, a series of wars made Mao Jue aware of the importance of battlefield cover, so everyone at Cold Weapon Post is equipped with a small square shield with a steel surface, the size of a washbasin, and it is not heavy on the back, and there are gaps between the shields Mouth can occlude.

Once attacked, the shields of these people can be quickly spliced ​​together to form a large bunker shield for the musketeers behind.

Among the powerful equipment armed to the teeth, the first group hurriedly marched on the mountain path.

It's just that while trotting, Wen Meng was still full of reluctance, and complained softly after Mao Jue.

"General, since it is Fengtian Ridge, the Jiashan tribe on Rentong's side plundered Xianxing City. Let's destroy them. With the strength of three regiments, it's easy to beat a group of barbarians? Let's follow that dwarf and go west. What is Sanshui's Baizuo Department doing?"

"Where are so many nonsense, why don't we switch, I will be your first regiment leader, and you will command the whole army?"

He couldn't ride a horse in the mountains, and Mao Jue was also running with the big team, sweating all over his body. It was when he had a bad temper, and this guy was still picking and choosing here, and he was immediately reprimanded by him.

I wanted to agree, but Wenmeng was afraid of nodding his head, not to mention an exchange, he couldn't even be the leader of the first regiment, so Mao Jue sent him to the toilet cleaning brigade to be the toilet captain. The guy could only quickly lose face and nod his head sadly.

"Of course you are the one who commands the whole army. Where does our old man have that ability?"

"Then shut up! Send the order, the whole army, hurry up!"

After being reprimanded and drooping his head, Wen Meng ran a little faster again.

Not to mention, the Baizuobu in Sanshui is really different from other savage Jurchens. Sanshui is a relatively large plain created by the Yalu River, and it is even a bit similar to Baimaze near Yizhou. The most densely populated area of ​​the Jurchens in Hamgyong Road, the four major divisions and dozens of small divisions have a total population of about 3, and there are [-] to [-] here, which shows its prosperity.

Adjacent to the Jiangjie Plain, you can often see pieces of farmland cultivated by the Jurchens and villages built by them. It’s just that they are far behind the Han people, the Central Plains, and the Lee Koreans. Wooden plows are still used to cultivate the land, and every household wears animal skin clothes, and lives in simple and primitive wooden houses, some with deerskin roofs.

Speaking of which, the ancestors of these people still have fierce relations with the Nurhachi family, and both belong to the Huli Gai Department. However, in the past 200 years under the command of Lee's North Korea, this relationship has long been obliterated. Although the post-Jin army did not attack here, they were still extremely greedy for offerings from the local area, which aroused people's resentment. In this era, not all Jurchens are Grandfathers of the Eight Banners.

There are also some villages of the Koreans of the Li family. After all, such a large plain, it is impossible for the greedy gentry of the Li Dynasty not to join forces. It’s just that after living together for so many years, both sides feel a little bit assimilated, and they can’t tell each other clearly. up.

Seeing this powerful Dongjiang army rushing forward, along the way, many real girls in animal skins were lying on the side of the road in surprise, looking around constantly, some were surprised, some were on guard, but everyone showed their faces. I'm a little scared. In the past half a year, they have fought against Dongjiang. At first, the Jurchens went to rob the Han people's settlements, but gradually, the situation reversed. Many Dongjiang Han people rely on their thick armor to be sharp. After figuring out the terrain, he killed the Jurchens instead and robbed the Jurchens as slaves. Mao Jueren didn't show up, so he was first famous among the Jurchens as a monster with blue faces and fangs.

After arriving at the mouth of the river along the tributaries of the Yalu River, there were more people on the side of the road. At the front were a dozen or so wizards wearing ghost masks and blue-faced fangs. Looking at the very primitive people, seeing the arrival of the Dongjiang army, these guys immediately barked their teeth and claws, crying and howling, making Wenmeng so nervous that he wanted to draw his gun.

Fortunately, at this time, a sharp and obscene voice rang out in the team of real people.

"Captain, don't shoot, it's me! It's me!"

That big head and short legs are too difficult to recognize. After three days in the white work department, he also changed into a deerskin. Shorty Song ran out in a hurry, waving his hands there.

"General, this is the welcome ceremony of the Baizuo Department. Those masked people are all great wizards in the department, and they are not hostile!"

In fact, it is a Jurchen, a tribe is a custom, and it cannot be regarded as a nation. It depends on the Northeast of later generations. They were also Jurchen in the past, and later they were divided into Manchu, Oroqen, Ewenki, Hezhe, Xibo, etc. A lot, the language They were not the same. When entering the mountain, Mao Jue specially found a Tungusic-speaking guide, but what these guys said, the old Korean hunter of the Lee family who had been running the mountain all the year round was also dumbfounded.

In this strange ceremony, the first group was swarmed up the mountain and entered the cottage of Bai Zuobu.

Not to mention, on the map of Lee's North Korea, the name of this place is still very magical, it is called Singapore, but it is obviously not as prosperous as the Lion City of later generations. About 5000 people of Baizuobu live here, and the whole village is divided into three parts. , the regular wooden houses make this place feel like a city, but while walking, some details are reflected in Mao Jue's eyes. Some big families have iron-clad plows hanging in the yard, and the streets There is also a stone roller in the mouth, which is not something that Bai Zuobu can do by himself.

No matter which branch of Jurchen, they are still in the stage of slavery. Some slave owners in the city are also wearing the dyed homespun clothes of Lee's North Korea. Seeing Shorty Song leading the way, Mao Jue couldn't help but nodded secretly.

This guy has really done his homework. The reason why he chose Bai as his subordinate is probably because this group of guys is considered the most civilized. Farming is the main way of life. They seem to be the richest, but they are also the most handsome. One, it is indeed a good choice to use the Bai Zuo Department as a breakthrough to break into the Hamgyong Jurchen.

However, Mao Jue didn't agree with Shorty Song's plan completely. In his heart, he had a secret plan.