Beiyang new warlord

In the distance, a train from Heilongjiang directly transported the building materials made into train skins. Following the train, there were a few Dongjiang disciples who were unconvinced and galloped along with their war horses. Seeing this scene, Mao Jue felt even more refreshed Exhale.

"That is to say, with four horse farms and twenty regiments, if necessary, twenty regiments of cavalry could have been drawn out!"

"General, there are more than 70 regiments. The brothers in our racecourse, ranging from sixty-seventy-year-old old men to eight- or nine-year-old children, are all capable of riding horses and sheep. A regiment is more than enough!"

"Is it really that powerful?"

"You have no jokes!"

The treatment of the personal soldier field regiment and the city defense and reclamation regiment is completely different. If all of them are cavalry, then it is not impossible to upgrade to the combat regiment. Mao Jue couldn't help but narrowed his eyes while looking at the chest, and turned his head to the south.

"In that case! Prove it to General Ben!"

Later generations of the Great Wall started from Laolongkou, Shanhaiguan in the east, and ended in Jiayuguan, Qinghai in the west. However, in this era in Liaodong, there was still a Liaodong Great Wall of more than 300 kilometers. , Kaiyuan Tieling are all important fortresses on the Liaodong Great Wall.

When Li Chengliang, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, was the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, he also opened up the Six Forts of Kuandian outside the sphere of influence of Liaodong that had been formed for hundreds of years. This used to guard against the Jurchen border fort, and now the land is also cultivated by the Jurchens.

This place is already close to the Dongjiang Defense Zone, and the Qing Dynasty also attaches great importance to frontier defense. There is a row of wooden fortresses facing the Yalu River, and more than a dozen braided soldiers are patrolling back and forth. , even if they are not coated slaves, the Han people are still hired farmers and tenants, working hard on other people's land.

This year's farming tasks will be even heavier. Although the Pine Brocade War was won, for the Qing Dynasty, whose national power is not strong, supporting 11 troops to fight on the front line for a full year is an extraordinarily heavy burden. The grain stored in Yizhou, Liaoning was exhausted, and Liaoyang, Shengjing was almost exhausted. The entire Qing Dynasty was in a state of emptiness, and warehouses everywhere continued to replenish.

On the field, Kuandian's Niu Lu was really smoking a cigarette, and looked at the weak seedlings in the field with some anxiety. After all, the farming technology was not as good as that of the Han people, and the production enthusiasm of the coaters and tenants was not high. This year's weather is even worse. There will be a drought at the beginning of spring, and it is too difficult to achieve this year's grain delivery!

"Hey! I hope that in autumn this year, the emperor can take the big guys to harvest on Daming's land, otherwise how will we live this year?"

"Ama! Go to attack Daming? The third, fourth, and fifth of our neighbors all died on the battlefield, and the thumbs of the seventh child were all cut off by the Ming dog, turning him into a useless person. Why do you still expect to fight?" Daming?"

The one who spoke was Niu Luerzhen's youngest son, who had just turned sixteen this year, and the money rattail braid on the back of his head was also very thin, and he hadn't been to the battlefield yet.

Hearing his stunned question, the old Niulu, who was already in his fifties, took another deep breath of the cigarette, and let it out deeply. Even though there was a little fear on his face, he thought about it a little, and then shook his head. replied.

"You don't understand, the Daming in the pass and the Daming east of the Yalu River are not the same thing. The Daming in the pass is full of people, and there are prefectures and counties everywhere. The county towns are full of cloth, silver and grain, and the Ming people in the pass are soft. It’s like tofu, if you shout a few times under the city gate with a knife, those officials will run away in fright, and let us grab those two-legged sheep!”

"This little girl who is your coat was snatched from the pass a few years ago by that old boy from the head of our Niulu village, Briji."

"so good?"

The eyes of the young little tartar also showed excitement and greed, and he glanced at the little Han girl who was picking up fish caught in the river in the yard of his house, and his little hand was red, he was so excited Shouting loudly.

"Waiting for my son to go to the pass with Ama to plunder!"

Throwing the butt of the cigarette, the boss laughed heartily, and the old Niu Lu put his arms around the back of the little tartar's head, smiling heartily.

"This is my seed!"

A father-son relationship is deep, the father is passing on his life experience, and the family drama where the son learns has not yet finished. Suddenly, the shocking sound of gongs and drums broke the warmth, and the whole Niulu village was in chaos. When they got up, women and children in Jianzhou ran around like headless flies, and put their ears on the ground in astonishment, and the sound of heavy horseshoes suddenly reached the old Niulu's ears.

Chapter 469. Return to the body

Don't look at the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry. Before the army was raised, the Jianzhou Wei Nuzhen in Nurhachi was already an out-and-out farming nation!

In the shouts of panic, the Qing people in Niulu in Kuandian behaved just like the citizens of Dongjiang Town in Heilongjiang. Amid the chaotic sound of gongs, the people working in the fields fled back to the wooden stockade in horror. The armored soldiers in hardcover climbed up the wooden wall anxiously with bows and arrows on their backs.

Most of the Niu Lu Qingzhuang followed Huang Taiji to attack the Guan Ning Jin line of defense, and the entire Niu Lu Qingzhuang had only a dozen or so soldiers

While they looked nervously, the neat cavalry team roared down from the northwest edge, trampling the sky with smoke and dust, just like the arrival of the Bull Demon King.

"Mongol?"

Deputy Niu Lu Zhang Jing looked around in surprise and said, but looking at the neat and dense black cotton armor in the faint dust, Lao Niu Lu shook his head heavily.

"Not the Mongols! No Mongols dare to come and make trouble in our Qing territory!"

While speaking, Lao Niu Lu finally saw clearly the banner that stood in front of the cavalry, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and the corner of his mouth yelled.

"The cavalry of King Maoyan of Dongjiang! They actually started to fight over!"

Historically, the Northern Wei Dynasty founded by the Xianbei people of the grasslands, its greatest enemy was the Rouran people of the same grasslands. It seemed that there would always be barbaric peoples from the north who would become the threat of the farming peoples in the Central Plains.

Today, Dongjiang occupies the birthplace of this barbaric nation. It seems that the Han people in Dongjiang have also replaced this role now.

"Grandpa, these dog tartars attacked the border a while ago, but they ate a lot of our young crops. They still have the courage to farm leisurely here. Brothers, let's get off the horse too!"

Confucius said: How can we repay grievances with virtue?Repaying grievances with straightness! Repaying virtue with virtue! The Dongjiang cavalry can’t tell the difference between the Mongolian Jianzhou Jurchens. Anyway, those with a braid are not good people! How did the Horqin people play on the Dongjiang land last year? These Songnen soldiers played as they were. Amidst the yelling and cursing of the guards, the Dongjiang guard cavalry who rushed to attack laughed and dismounted, and let the horses go to the fields on both sides of the road.

It is also a farming nation, the crops in the field are the heart and soul!Under the red-eyed and bleeding eyes of Zhener in the wooden stockade, the Horqin war horse captured by Dongjiang was gnawing on the sweet wheat stalks and seedlings with ease. After a while, a large field had been gnawed until only the roots remained.

"Ming Gou, I fucking chopped you off!"

The same thing happened to my head, the same Jurchens couldn't sit still, and several Jurchen Bannermen in their prime had red eyes, holding bows and screaming and wanted to rush out, but they blocked the gate of the village, Lao Niulu really didn't care No matter how you refuse to let go.

"Give the old man a good time, and no one is allowed to go out!"

"Er, they let the horses eat the fields again!"

"I'm not blind, it's not that I don't know!"

"Without the crops in the field, how can I live this year!"

In the fierce quarrel at the door, there was almost a mess, but at this moment, a sharp and excited cry sounded from the edge of the stockade.

"Azar made a mistake in the battle!"

"The warriors of our village have gone to battle!"

With a flick of the head, Lao Niu Lue really didn't care to compete with these people, and the stupefied young man quickly ran up the wall of the village and looked down, seeing that he was still listening to his teachings in the yard just now. The little tartar took a few companions, slipped out with a bow and arrow at some point, and rushed out aggressively.

"Come back soon!"

Lao Niulu has not yet finished his important lesson, that is, compared with the weak Ming people in Guan, the Ming people in Dongjiang are not the same kind of people at all!

"Hey! Ming dog over there! Hurry up and beg for mercy for grandpa, and pay dozens of flower girls like Xiaocui, and 500 taels of silver, grandpa will spare you, otherwise, grandpa will kill you all !The corpses were thrown into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they don't know it. The little tartar rushed to the front, put on a fierce look, and roared there, and the bow and arrow in hand were still waving up and down. But this scene, in the eyes of those Dongjiang cavalry Here, it's like playing a monkey!

"Hiss, what is this dog barking?"

Confused, the Dongjiang guard turned his head and asked in astonishment. Next to him, Mr. Tuntian Qian also looked confused and shook his head in a daze.

"We don't know either! My lord, what should we do?"

"Damn it, what else to do, kill it!"

These words were more effective than anything else, with a whistling sound, Mr. Qian didn't fart a fart, and rushed out first with his carbine in his hand, followed by a dozen Dongjiang cavalry who followed with excited shouts.

This seems to be different from the wimp that Ama said!Halfway through the run, seeing the menacing Dongjiang cavalry approaching, the little tartar couldn't turn his head and didn't even draw his bow. He turned his head in astonishment and looked towards the stockade. It was his father, the old Niu Lu, who was waving his hands with the heart-piercing yelling.