Beiyang new warlord

However, the result is familiar to everyone. The literati’s handling methods are not even feasible for the Ming Dynasty, let alone the Su people who advocate force. As soon as Mao Xingjian finished speaking, the two pots of boiling water stood up angrily, roaring in Su language. What do you know? Anyway, it’s not a good word. Some of the other chief wizards showed incredible expressions, and some shook their heads in disappointment. Mao Xingjian hurriedly persuaded him in Chinese.

"Prophet, you can use robbery, why do you want peace talks?"

These words obviously made Mao Xingjian, who was influenced by Confucian culture, extremely uncomfortable. Unfortunately, what he said was not good, but it was the reality. Hearing this, Mao Xingjian sighed heavily, and then finally slammed his fist hard on the floor.

"Since that's the case, let's fight these barbarians with all our strength! The god of rice and wheat who descended to the earth must not be tarnished by these barbarians!"

"Obey the Prophet!"

It could be regarded as an idea, and the leaders of the various tribes of the Sioux also bowed down one after another, but this momentum obviously didn't feel full, on the contrary, it was a little weak.

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Wars are not uncommon in this ancient and barren continent, but this is the first time for the agriculturalized Snake River Plain. The tense atmosphere of war has spread to the entire Sioux tribe. Wearing a feather crown, hunters, adult men, and even many strong women left their jobs and rushed to the battlefield. As for Snake City, all [-] strong men were recruited.

The benefits of the primitive and simple society are also revealed. The soldiers simply put down their housework and turn around to leave. Unlike the Ming Dynasty, who pays attention to the soldiers and horses before moving the food and grass, the assembly time is the distance from home to the battlefield. That's all, seven days after Mao Xingjian issued the war order, almost all the soldiers from the other six divisions arrived, but the Snake City troops were the last to arrive.

It's just that although it is the last one, I am afraid that the two thousand or seven hundred strong men in Snake City are the ones who are really capable of fighting. At least they are ordinary farmers. Forks, most people have sharp hunting knives, and although Mao Jue forbids the export of arms to the New World, he doesn't care about the guns. Han Jinnong's work, some gold digger leaders still have two or three arquebus shotguns in their hands. It is enough to tie a piece of two hundred.

Among the gold diggers, there were actually a hundred or so Dongying ronin warriors. They took out the hidden knives and scorpions at home, all of them were fully armored, wearing mountain ghost masks, and carrying samurai swords taller than themselves. A murderous look.

There is also Mao Xingjian's own armed forces, one hundred sailors on the Black Pearl, and later three ships from the Chen family, with sixty to seventy sailors armed with guns. These combat forces are estimated to be about the same as Chuangjun.

Except for the two thousand and 700 Snake City troops, the remaining six tribes of the Sioux tribe are really ugly. Lances with bronze spearheads are considered luxury goods, and most of them are sharpened stone spearheads. Such wooden throwing spears are the main weapon of the Sioux people. Hunting tools are also their weapons of war. It's hard to say how useful this thing will be on the battlefield!Anyway, Song Yongzhong shook his head when he saw it.

In addition, there are many Sioux bows and arrows, but Mao Xingjian pulled the Indian bow made of animal tendons and branches, and shook his head helplessly when he saw the stone arrow shot more than ten meters away.

All the people are soldiers. The Sioux tribe with a population of about 3 has put together an army of tens of thousands, but most of them are equipped in this way. It is really difficult to estimate the combat effectiveness on the battlefield.

The only bright spot is the fruits of the labor of various ministries this spring. More than 1000 tame bison, large and small, were brought in. The big ones were tied to stakes by the nose ropes of the bulls, and they were eaten around the river bank. A pie-shaped open space can be considered majestic.

The equipment is even secondary here, and how to command 1 people has become a big problem. You must know that the Su people in the original commune have never experienced large-scale wars. Basically, there are hundreds of people in each tribe and village The gangsters pounce on them and fight like hooligans. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you die. It's simple and rude. Disaster!

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The savages are used to being wild outside, and they have very low requirements for treatment. At night, they can eat two mouthfuls of dried fish and beef jerky and sleep in a nest on the ground. Han Jinnong brought his son back to the messy living quarters of the tribes. There was a group of workers who had no choice but to hold a big basket and send out one by one, and each person sent five ocean nails.

A large one is tied to a wooden spear, which is stronger in terms of damage and penetration than stones, and the remaining four are attached to the arrow shafts, and then bubbled in the stool. They can't kill people on the spot, and they will also give him tetanus when they go back. Death, this is also the only way Mao Xingjian wants to improve his equipment at present.

The treatment of being an official is still higher. Chen Jiao, as a mother, is careful enough. In order to encourage Mao Xingjian to go out hunting in the wild, so as not to make Mao Jue angry like an old nerd, she specially sent him a big cowhide tent. At this time, it was regarded as the Chinese army.

The soldiers of the Ming army who could be dispatched to the expedition to the New World were all the best among the various armies and ministries, and they were truly all-rounders. Song Yongzhong also drew a simple marching map at this time. A large cowhide was hung in the middle of the tent. It is the Snake River. The black arrow at the front of the south is the Cheyenne, and then there are the Apaches and the Blackfoot. The densely packed tribes are like tadpoles.

Pointing at the map, Song Yongzhong's face was rather stern, and he explained in a gloomy voice. What Mao Xingjian didn't expect was that he could also speak Su dialect. Every sentence was first spoken in Chinese to himself, and then in Su dialect. Listen to that Xu Chang.

"There are about 3 Cheyenne people at the front. Some sporadic hunters have swam to the north bank of the Snake River these days and were killed by patrol cavalry. They have already sensed the hostility of our troops. The Cheyenne people are now standing on the green grass beach, which is here. If you guessed right, they should be summoning the nearby Zuni, Blackfoot, Cut-nosed and other tribal allies. According to their habit of all the people being soldiers, if the four tribes gather together, the number of fighters that can be dispatched is There are thirty thousand!"

"Furthermore, according to information, several of them own about 400 horses, one or two thousand iron weapons obtained from the Spaniards, and the number of matchlock guns is unknown, but it is estimated that there must be more than 100."

Not to mention primitive people fighting, even in the close Central Plains war, the number is also a very important factor in the war, just like Li Zicheng's army of one million, even Mao Jue was quite a headache at one time, this number has caught up with the total population of the Sioux Hearing it, even if it was Black Hoof, they couldn't help showing a little fear in the two pots of boiling water.

Hearing this weapon, Genjibo, Han Jinnong, and Chen Zao's complexions became a little more ugly.After introducing the information, Song Yongzhong himself paused for a moment before continuing.

"So the humble job plan is to build a pontoon across the river in front of the shallow water, and before the Cheyenne people gather allies, attack the Cheyenne camp in an all-round way, and defeat them first! Let the barbarians going north at least know our reputation! Defeat them!"

With a click, Song Yongzhong's dagger slammed into the map. In the camp of the Xia Yan people, his eyes also fell on Mao Xingjian's fitness. However, hearing this, Mao Xingjian hesitated for a while. He shook his head again.

"I think you should use your brain to fight!"

Chapter 794. The Battle of Linchuan in the Prince's Chapter

There is a military proverb in the West that the God of War hates those who hesitate!

It's a pity that the Sioux army under the command of the prince has become hesitant. Facing the enemy that is gradually gathering from the south, for more than ten days in midsummer, the Sioux has no intention of going south to launch an attack. Friends, gradually gathered all the tribal allies and fighters who had been drawn away due to migration.

If Mao Xingjian's calendar is correct, it should be the end of June in the sixth year of Haiguo Kaihong. This North American Indian safari army from the south, which shocked even the former Aztec Empire, was on this morning. Appeared in the eyes of the people of Su.

It is really densely packed, forming a black line on the horizon. Even Mao Xingjian, this is the first time he has seen an army of this size in his life. Apart from the number, the most attractive thing about this army is those who wear feather crowns on their heads , holding a long sword snatched from the Spaniards, half a halberd in hand, the Cheyenne warriors riding on tall and strong Spanish Andalusian war horses that are taller than Mongolian horses.

Even Mao Jue's army with semi-hot weapons, the cavalry is still a complete threat, not to mention these primitive Sioux tribes, the telescope passed by a line of Cheyenne cavalry, even Mao Xingjian couldn't help it. I twitched.

But when he put down the binoculars, for the first time, Mao Xingjian actually turned his head to ask Han Xiaomo for his opinion.

"what do you think?"

"This horse-lover looks quite impressive, but he doesn't even have a bow, so he shouldn't be able to defeat the Mongolian Tartars. As for the one behind him, he is purely amateur. You don't know, nephew. I'll see you in Baoketu, my aunt. Passing our Beiming army, that is a big battle, in front of the team are all black cannon barrels, the infantry stands as neatly as a wall, and the bayonet mountain gleaming with cold light, that is a handsome..."

As expected of a prairie wild girl, not only was she not afraid when she saw that a war was about to take place, but her saliva splashed out excitedly, but Han Xiaomo, who was so excited, didn't notice at all. Her veins were throbbing again, so she picked up the binoculars again and ignored her.

Although he is a barbarian, he is quite observant of war etiquette. Before the war, he knows to send envoys first. A Cheyenne man with two big horn hats on his head and two big braids kicked his horse's belly and stepped on it from the other side of the Snake River. Mao Xingjian ordered the construction of a pontoon bridge and tied the logs thrown into the water with ropes. After walking over the water, he pointed at the densely packed Sioux troops on the other side of the river and yelled.

"My lord, this bastard said that from Bilut Ridge to Snake River is their Cheyenne hunting ground, let us get out, or the Cheyenne warriors will rush into our tribe, burn our tents, and kill our people Men, women, old people and children!"

These words are not empty threats, Xunzi said: Human nature is evil!The more primitive and simple, the lower the moral binding force. For the Indians, there is no such thing as the human rights of prisoners of war. Looking at the blood sacrifice of the Aztecs, you can see their cruelty. The war between the tribes is fighting each other to one side Completely driven to extinction, the Cheyenne people can do it!

Song Yongzhong is really a know-it-all, and he also has a rough understanding of Xiayan language. After the hasty translation was given to Mao Xingjian, he immediately went out with his horse and shouted in the same Su language.

"The Snake River Plain has always been the farmland and hunting ground of our Sioux people. Here, the God of Rice, God of Wheat and God of Corn is spreading the divine light. If you come here with peace, my family allows you to cultivate and multiply on our land. , if you come with war, our clan will not back down, and under the protection of the three gods, we will kill you all!"

The corn god has great power against the slash-and-burn and semi-agricultural North American tribes, but it is insignificant to the all-hunting tribes in the Great Basin. Even the corn god is like this, let alone the rice god that has never been heard of. God, the "Bull Demon King" who came running over on horseback smiled contemptuously, and left a sentence in Cheyenne to wait for death!Immediately, he turned his horse's head around, and ran back to the opposite bank in a very arrogant manner, stepping on the flopping log pontoon bridge.

The Xiayan people are actually somewhat similar to the Ming army. Like Mao Jue, they also like to use the bull horn as a command signal to launch an attack. These guys are really pure men and women. Come here, more than a dozen horn horns sounded desolately, and the densely packed safari coalition forces were like bees invaded, howling like beasts, and charging wildly towards the other side of the river roaring. come over.

Those tribal warrior cavalry rushed to the forefront, their bowl-sized horseshoes trampled on the slippery log pontoon bridge, and horseshoes kept stepping on the air and fell on the pontoon bridge, which could not stop their bravery In just one or two minutes, these people have already covered a small and a half distance.

At this time, Mao Xingjian, who finally came to his senses, made a movement that surprised everyone, turned around and ran away!Not only did he run by himself, but he also yelled at his subordinates to run with him. The warriors of the Dakota tribe had already run for a while, followed by the Paiute tribe of the black hooves.

The Lakta tribe has always been famous for producing fighters. Even though they were notified in advance, the two pots of boiling water were still full of anger, and they yelled and scolded for a while. It was almost the end, and they had no choice but to retreat backwards.

In the minds of the Indians of this era, there is no concept of tactics. Seeing that the Sioux opponents who were so arrogant just now ran away in a blink of an eye, they didn't have the demeanor that a warrior should have. These Cheyenne people were affected Da Dao howled a few words in disbelief like an insult, and then the evil cavalry warriors whipped the horse's butt like a hunter, roared and climbed to the north bank of the Snake River, and followed them frantically.

A bear's fast Cheyenne warrior was also stalking, followed behind with big strides, thumping and running, the huge team was more like a swarm of bees, slender tornado bees!

After all, two legs can't run with four legs. Even if he ran first, he was chased away by hundreds of fierce Cheyenne cavalry. It took effect, and suddenly, three or four thousand Sioux warriors disappeared on the vast plain as if they would flash.

This change was really unexpected. The Cheyenne cavalry who were running wildly reined in their horses for a moment, and looked around in amazement. At this moment, orderly orders appeared in front of their eyes.

Behind the disappearance of the Soviets, more than 400 Musketeers in Snake City were divided into three columns, and the walls appeared neatly before the eyes of these New World warriors.

As expected of the most valiant tribal warriors, they almost didn't get too deep into it. They slammed the horse's buttocks violently. Three or four hundred Cheyenne warriors on horseback roared and swung their Spanish war swords, shaking them and breaking them in half. The long halberd roared and went straight to kill this army.

It seems that they are not of the same species as those "cowards" just now. Even if the cavalry raised their hooves ferociously and roared, the infantry squad in front of them remained motionless. Lifted his command knife!

It was still the familiar rhythm, as the hooves of the horses kicked the ground, the Snake City sailors and gold diggers also silently counted the distance, 100 meters! 50 meters! 30 meters! 20 meters!The suffocating hurricane of horses has even rushed straight in front of them. The Cheyenne cavalry at the front is wearing a crest, as bright as a leopard, with two painted pupils, and the Apache matriarch holding a battle ax clearly comes into view. At that moment, Dongfang Meng's command saber finally slashed down fiercely.

It is still familiar but it is the first time that the sound of a row of guns popping beans resounded in the New World, holding a matchlock gun, and following the shooting, the terrier neck even shouted. As if climbing an invisible wall, the equestrian warriors at the front fell forward one after another, and the dense turf on the ground was shoveled up.

The cavalry was obviously new to the Cheyenne people. They were almost knocked down by more than a third, and the cavalry behind them also panicked. A mess.