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"Lord Song, General Wen, come and see!"

It's not that they haven't seen a battlefield before, and even more people died in the Sanzhizhen in Osaka than here, but this is the first time the two of them have seen such a tragic Shura field. Traces spread over half of the field outside Zhuangzi, overturned artillery carts, dead horses covered with hoarfrost, and in the middle of the battle formation, a half-burned flag with the word Lu was inserted askew on the ground.

"Lu Xiangsheng!"

There was still a shackle around his neck, but he got a horse, and followed him to this Shura field. Sun Chengzong's pupils revealed an unconcealable haze, and he couldn't help but groaned hoarsely.

After being shocked for a few seconds, Song Xiance shook his head with difficulty.

"We have to hurry back, we don't have much time left!"

"No rest tonight! Go south overnight, within three days, you must rush back to Caozhou!"

"Sign up and obey!"

While responding neatly, the six hundred cavalry also turned around in shock and headed south, but hesitated for a while, and did not trot southeast with their subordinates, beating their horses, but Wen Meng turned around and came back, followed by a dozen of his relatives. soldier.

Jiazhuang, the collective cemetery of the manor.

On the frozen ground, a fresh white earthen bun stood there. There was not even a tombstone, so we had to break off the half-burned battle flag and stick it in front of the tomb. There were no incense sticks, so Wenmeng could only Light the three branches, put the dried meat on your body as an offering in front of the tomb, and bow down three times.

"Mr. Lu, although you and I are strangers, Wen admires you. I will avenge your great revenge!"

Three days later, Caozhou.

Unaware of the major changes that happened in the north, Shen Rong led his men out of the city for ten li with ease.

"Military division, everything is safe and sound. Over the past two days, more than 3 disaster victims have come to the north. Hey, why is your face so ugly? What did I do wrong?"

His face was extremely serious, this time Song Xiance rushed to the front.

"General Shen, I don't have time to explain. Hurry up and find Yuan Shizhong. We must transfer to Dengzhou immediately!"

After being stunned for a moment, Shen Rong didn't ask any further questions, but with a promise, he turned around and ran towards Caozhou City.

Half an hour later, the entire Caozhou City seemed to have become like the end of the world. The Henan and Hebei refugees who had only settled down in the refugee camp outside the city for a month were like a frightened buffalo herd, regardless of their last possessions. , helped the old and brought the young, and went north in panic. Even in Shandong at this time, it was snowing all over the sky, dripping into ice, and many refugees were still wearing single clothes. With 10,000+ people, a new round of cruel survival and elimination began.

Not only the refugees outside the city, but also the tens of thousands of residents in Caozhou, like ants on a boiling pot, packed up their poor property and fled eastward frantically with a large group of refugees.

The reason is other, just because a plague-like news spread out.

Jian slave is coming!

Half a month later, the news spread to the icy and snowy Heilongjiang, later Harbin, the capital of the ancient Jin Kingdom, and now the town of Huining in Dongjiang.

In the sheds built entirely of big logs in the east of the pass, on the coal stove made of cement, the tin kettle is sprayed with white and neatly sprayed outward, and the big smoke pipe is placed under the brick kang. The Northeast big kang burns their buttocks and does as the Romans do. Adeleina, a beautiful foreign girl, is now wearing a cotton jacket with Northeast flowers. She sits cross-legged like a little hen in front of a small table on the kang and writes, but on the other side, after reading the new hair The Guanneitang newspaper came, carrying this official document, but Mao Jue walked to the window in a dull manner.

Outside the window, there is still a busy look. The victims coming and going are wearing newly issued heavy cotton-padded jackets and breathing white smoke in the cold weather, but it is a scene of work in full swing, dragging the huge logs that have just been felled, shouting Stand up.

New land reclamation will start near here next year. The rich black land of the Sanjiang Plain must be utilized to become the new granary of the Han people. It is too late to build neat cement houses. These first-arriving refugees must first build for those who come later. Good place to stay.

"What's the matter, sir!"

Seeing Mao Jue's suddenly downcast expression and heavy back in astonishment, Adelaina asked in surprise.

Seeing the heat outside the window, Mao Jue sighed deeply again.

"My sin!"

Chapter 4 Eighteen. The Bloody East River

The demise of Lu Xiangshengxuan's large corps marked the disappearance of the last resolutely resisting force of the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty was not without soldiers. The Ningyuan Corps, which retreated hundreds of miles, still had 6000 people. Due to the serious situation, they were successively assembled under the command of the governor Liu Yuliang who took refuge in Jinzhou, the governor of five provinces Hong Chengchou, the governor of Shaanxi Sun Chuanting, and the Henan governor Sun Chuanting. Governor Li Xianfeng and others have no less than 18 people under his command. Yan Jizu, the Shandong governor guarding Dezhou, also has 4 to [-] people. However, none of the three main armies of the Ming army dared to launch an active attack. The North China Plain is equivalent to being completely Qing soldiers So galloping, the gate of Shandong was also opened by Huang Taiji.

Superintendent Liu Yuliang shouted loudly in Jinzhou, shouting and fighting all day long, but he always repeated the same old tune, asking all ministries to be careful! Be careful! As the ruler of the empire, now he doesn't even have the courage to repel the robbers who are churning at home up.

As for the only alternative Lu Xiangsheng, his fate is still a little bit better than in history. He was so angry that Wen Meng built a small grave for him. .

But it also brought some disadvantages. Originally, Yang Sichang didn't want to admit that Lu Xiangsheng was dead so that he could put the hat of cowardice and improper command on his head. He promised to open the coffin for an autopsy and ruin Lu Xiangsheng's body again, so that Yang Sichang did not admit that Lu Xiangsheng was dead.

But if Dudu Lu is alive in the sky, he shouldn't care about this posthumous glory!

According to the following history, it was the Battle of Jinan, where 13 corpses were accumulated. No matter what, the situation in Daming was still sliding from top to bottom like an avalanche.

However, when the Ming Dynasty was in decline, Mao Jue’s Dongjiang really took a deep breath. It was not the 20 Xiaoyuan camp that was originally expected. Those who were eliminated by cruel migration successively and finally arrived in Dongjiang are still a terrifying number.

50 million!

For the first time, the population under Mao Jue's rule exceeded one million, and with the addition of the previous migration population, the old Liao people who returned to Liao reached 120 million.

Dongjiang's wealth is also shown. It once accepted 20 people in one breath, and Mao Jue almost ran out of food. In the end, he went to the Japanese country to "borrow" food, so he could cope with it. But this time, the big pot of rice was placed from Caozhou To Dengzhou, and then from Tieshan to Heilongjiang, this time Xiaomao Jue didn't even bat an eyelid.

The last to arrive, in January, when the Qing army began to march towards Jinan, the last batch of refugees also set off on a boat and drifted towards the Dongjiang River.

Song Xiance dismantled the left and right, and even provoked Zhou Erjing to die. In the end, Yuan Shizhong's core force was still as many as 5000 people, sitting on the sea boat, facing the loess and back to the sky, including Yuan Shizhong Standing on the deck and looking around like a country bumpkin.

"Oh! Wow! What a monster!"

There are still a lot of whales these days. It has only been half a day since they came out of Dengzhou. A group of whales are already arrogantly raising their tails and spraying water vapor to show their presence. Looking at the dark back, Yuan Shizhong is unbelievable. Shouting and screaming, on the other side of the deck, a large group of tent soldiers also hissed and gasped, pointing and pointing.

But what made Yuan Shizhong depressed was that no one paid attention to him, but his sister Yuan Xiang'er was leaning on Wen Meng's arms, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and her small cherry mouth asked delicately.

"Brother Wen! What kind of monster is this! Is it the legendary dragon?"

He was almost so beautiful that his small eyes narrowed, Wen Meng's rough and fierce face was also wrinkled, and his voice was a little softer.

"That thing is not a dragon at all, but a kind of animal in the sea. Our general said it is called a whale, and it is also called a rot kun! We in Dongjiang use the skin of this thing to make leather jackets and bags. Wait for this I’m going to Dongjiang for the first time, and I’ll get you a whale leather jacket, and I’m matching it with a whale leather bag!”

"Brother Wen, you are so kind to my concubine!"

"Fool, brother is not good to you, who is good to you!"

Girls don't want to stay!The two of them were sticky, greasy and crooked. Yuan Shizhong's disgusting old face turned green and his eyes turned blue. If he hadn't wanted to seek refuge in Dongjiang, he really wanted to kick Wenmeng down.

"Brother, what the hell is this thing?"

The elites of the small Yuan camp below were also full of anger, and one of the little leaders elbowed the Dongjiang sailor who was pulling the cable curiously, nodding and bowing and asking.

He didn't even pass a cigarette, what a country bumpkin! Full of impatience, with the arrogance unique to Dongjiang people, the sailor grabbed a can from the box next to him and threw it to him.

"That's it, all you eat at noon is his meat!"

I ate it, this thing!

Looking at the huge body of the whale, its black shiny skin, and the oily meat in his hand, for a moment, under the influence of his mind, the little leader felt that his power was as burning as if he had eaten an elixir. stand up.