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The shouts of the soldiers resounded through the sky.

Mu Tianbo smiled with satisfaction.

It's this feeling.

Just when he was proud of it and wanted to say a few more words, footsteps came from the east.

Mu Tianbo turned his head and looked east, only to see a group of soldiers walking towards them in neat steps.

There were about [-] people, all wearing bright red armor and holding white spears, led by a heroic female general.

It was Qin Liangyu and her white soldiers!

This time she brought 1 people to Kunming, but only [-] of them were white soldiers.There are two reasons for the small number of white soldiers, one is financial resources, and the other is population.

Needless to say financial resources, how to pay soldiers without money.What's more, the monthly salary of white pole soldiers is as high as three taels and six qian, plus three buckets and six liters of rice.almost completely out of production.

The population limit is due to the small population of the Tujia people, and the extremely strict recruitment conditions for the white soldiers.So the number has been hovering around three thousand.Years ago, when he entered the capital, His Majesty was full of praise for the white pole soldiers, and said that in case of war, the imperial court would pay the salary. Qin Liangyu then gritted his teeth and took out all his belongings, and recruited another 2000 people, barely enough for [-] The white-armed soldiers put on the latest Ming army armor bestowed by His Majesty years ago.

Due to the extremely precious armor, I was never willing to wear it during training in the past.And in order to prevent the armor from being lost, she even numbered the armor and linked it with the soldiers.Everyone is responsible for managing their own armor, and if they lose it, they will be executed.

As for the others who followed, they were athletes recruited from various ethnic groups in Chungju. Although they had been trained to fight well, they were far inferior to white soldiers.She asked her nephews Qin Yiming and Qin Gongming to lead [-] soldiers to defend Kunming, and she and her son Ma Xianglin led the most elite [-] white soldiers to Fenghua Prefecture.

In the original plan, she did not intend to go in person.However, Mu Tianbo was going to fight, and Chen was worried, so she asked her, so she had no choice but to go to battle in person.

"I've seen the Lord." Qin Liangyu came to Mu Tianbo, bowed his hands and saluted.

"Chief Qin, you don't need to be too polite. This is my first time going out on an expedition, and I still need General Qin to take care of everything." Mu Tianbo kept his posture very low.Qin Liangyu is a heroine among women that His Majesty personally met, with great achievements in battle, but he does not belong to him, so he really dare not take it too seriously.

Seeing this, Qin Liangyu didn't say anything, nodded and said:

"Shall we go now?"

"Okay! Let's go!"

The two parties, one in front and one behind, started the first expedition in Mu Tianbo's life.

Na Song and Na Quan followed Mu Tianbo quietly, looking at the majestic army, heaved a sigh of relief.

Mu Tianbo, the Duke of Qian State, and Qin Liangyu, the commander-in-chief of Shizhu.

It is not too easy for such a lineup to win the general reputation.

Mu Tianbo was very excited, but it was only the first day of the expedition.

He soon learned that marching to fight a war is not as simple as killing a few enemies with a meteor hammer.As a general, you have to coordinate the overall situation, from eating and drinking to setting up camp, everything must be considered in place.At the end of the day, his voice was hoarse.Qin Liangyu looked at Mu Tianbo who was busy jumping up and down, and didn't have the slightest intention of intervening to help.

Some things must be experienced by oneself, and what is obtained on paper needs to be verified through practice after all.

At night, Mu Tianbo sat cross-legged in the tent, picking up the blisters on his feet with a bamboo branch by the candlelight.

"Hiss~ It really hurts. Xiao Song, how did you make it through such a long distance?"

Mu Tianbo gasped in pain, and said to Na Song beside him.Maybe it's because both of them are fatherless children, Mu Tianbo finds Na Song more and more pleasing to his eyes.

"At first I felt very tired. I often didn't have enough to eat after climbing mountains and ridges, but I gradually got used to it. I walked and walked." Na Song's tone was calm and his words were very relaxed, but Mu Tianbo could feel To his misery at that time.

A 12-year-old child fleeing for his life in the mountains is not a happy thing by any means.

"If Pu Mingsheng and Sha Yuan are caught, I will let you kill them yourself to avenge your father."

"Thank you sir."

"Isn't it said that when there is no one else, they are called brothers?"

"Good sir."

The two chatted for a while, and Na Song returned to his hood.

The night was spent in peace, and the next morning was early.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on the ground in the morning, the whole army had already had breakfast, packed up their things and continued to set off.

Compared with yesterday, today's Mu Tianbo is much more proficient in dealing with various affairs, Qin Liangyu secretly praises him, he is worthy of being Mu Ying's descendant.

Their march was boring.

Thousands of miles away on the banks of the Suzi River, a group of 1000 cavalrymen were resting after drinking their horses.

"How far is it from the nearest stockade?" It was Liu Wensong who was shining on the Horqin Grassland who spoke.

"Reporting to the general, there is another Jurchen village fifty miles to the east."

"Pass down the order and set off in a quarter of an hour. Raid the Jurchen village and kill all the rebels!"

"Yes! General."

This is his first mission after returning from the Horqin battlefield.

After Huang Taiji and others died, Hou Jin survived in name only.At this time, the various Jurchen ministries can be said to be in a state of disunity. The wild Jurchen in the far north was the first to be out of control. It split from Houjin and returned to its original state, followed by the Haixi Jurchen.

The Jianzhou Jurchen ministries have been ruled by Nurhachi for the longest time, so there are people who try to integrate the ministries under the banner of restoring Hou Jin to fight against Ming Dynasty again.

But it's all bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, no one is really capable.

Huang Taiji was killed, so Zhu Youjian naturally couldn't give up the huge territory in the northeast, and gave Zhu Kezhen an order to encroach on the Jurchen territory as much as possible.

As a student of Zhu Youjian, he knew how much his emperor teacher hated this group of wild boar skins.

Compared with killing them, he chose a more cruel and valuable way.

He sent troops to attack everywhere, as long as it was the gathering place of the Jurchen tribe, it was the target of his attack.Those who resist are naturally killed without hesitation.Those who surrendered, regardless of gender, were sent to the mines of Anben Iron and Steel Group for mining.The fate of the child is better, and it is sent to the salt field by the sea to dry the salt.As for how much you can survive, leave it to fate.

At this time, Liu Wensong's thousand-man cavalry team was one of the ten teams in this expedition.Their task was to wipe out all the villages within a hundred miles along the Hun River.

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Wensong, who took a short rest, rushed eastward with his cavalry.

Not long after, a small village appeared on the ground.

According to the investigation of the scouts, the population of this village is about [-]. It belongs to the Sukesu River Protection Department and lives by the tributaries of the Suzi River.

Liu Wensong clamped the horse's belly and speeded up.

Not to be outdone, the cavalry under him began to lash their horses one by one.

The demise of Huang Taiji had a great impact on this village. It was originally the hinterland of the Jianzhou Jurchen, and their life was the best. The wealthier families still had Han Chinese slaves.

But all this fell apart with the destruction of Huang Taiji and others.

All the young and strong in the village died, and the old, weak, sick and disabled left behind could barely make ends meet.Even the Han slaves became disobedient, and more than half of them ran away one after another.

At this time, an old man was standing at the entrance of the village, staring in a daze in the distance.His name is Huba. When he was young, he went to war with Nurhaci. When he was old, he returned to his village to live his life.

Among the escaped Han Chinese slaves, there were two of him.And he originally had two.

He was too old to work, his two sons died, and the slaves ran away, and the family land was gone.

For the past two days, he has been worrying about this matter, considering whether to sell the land and run north.I heard that this place is no longer safe, and I'm afraid it will be unsafe if I don't leave.

But after asking for two days, no one asked for his land.

That's right, except for the Han people, who will farm the land?

Seeing that the situation was not good, he made up his mind to leave here early tomorrow morning and packed up all his belongings.

He stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the familiar scene, feeling a little bit sad in his heart.

But fortunately, this emotion didn't last long. He heard the sound of hooves, the sound of many war horses running together.Then, he saw the roaring cavalry.

He was stunned.

It's Daming's cavalry.

But I'm leaving tomorrow.

Is it appropriate to come and kill us today?

Knowing that his old arms and legs would surely lead to death, Huba didn't even bother to turn around and run away.

A moment later, his head was chopped off by a cavalry saber, and his braids made a ridiculous trajectory in the air.

This time there is no need to leave home.

This was his last thought.

But the nightmare in the village had just begun. The cavalry scattered around and charged back and forth in the village with tacit understanding, wantonly beheading the Jurchens who tried to resist.

Screams and shouts echoed across the wilderness.