The Jilin area was once dominated by the Haixi Jurchens.
Yehe, Hada, Wula, and Huifa were integrated into the Jianzhou Jurchens in the late Ming Dynasty and became part of the Eight Banners.
However, in some deep mountains and old forests, there are still a large number of tribes remaining, or they accept the exploitation of the Manchus and live freely.
When the Ming army came, they became vassals and paid lower tribute taxes to gain protection.
However, the Haixi Jurchens were forced to go south, leaving a large amount of living space occupied by the wild Jurchens. They are the result of Huang Taiji's large-scale migration southward in the fifth year of Chongde.
The name "Barbarian" is also derived from the customary name of the Yuan Dynasty.
The imperial court habitually referred to almost all the tribes in the Northeast as "barbarians". After the Ming army entered the Northeast, they had already established a bond with the Jianzhou Jurchens and Haixi Jurchens, so "Barbarian Jurchens" were used to refer to these two people. Criticize Jurchens other than Jurchens.
These savage Jurchens, including the Oroqen, Daur, Ewenki and other tribes who believed in shamanism, were collectively called the Sauron tribe by the Manchus.
However, for the Manchus, these distant relatives were just their slaves. Once they were short of people, they would go north to plunder them as slaves, or recruit them as soldiers to serve as their vanguard.
In history, the Battle of Yaksa, the Battle of Junggar, the Battle of Altai, and the Battle of Jinchuan and Jinchuan all involved Sauron soldiers.
From the cold Siberia to Central Asia, and from the Himalayas to the tropical jungles of Myanmar, Sauron soldiers participated in almost all important wars of the Qing Dynasty. More than ten times, he fought in twenty-two provinces.
Even in the late Qing Dynasty, the Sauron Army was still fighting on the front line, and the Battle of Anqing was its final glory.
At this time, the Daur tribe in the Changbai Mountain area, although there were only more than 2,000 people, was carrying out nomadic activities throughout the Changbai Mountain area.
"call out--"
Among the gloomy mountains with big trees, heavy snow has covered the entire Changbai Mountain, and the rugged mountain roads have become increasingly difficult to walk.
A few wild deer didn't take it seriously. They jumped through the snow, found the tender grass buried deep, and chewed it happily.
Suddenly, the ears of the wild deer twitched. Several humans wearing deerskin suddenly appeared not far away, and then there was the sound of arrows piercing the air.
"Crash-"
The wild deer fled in all directions, but they were always shot and slowed down.
At this time, two big men showed their figures, smelled the smell of blood in the air, found the blood stains on the snow, and ran after them.
Even on the rugged mountain road, it was like walking on flat ground in front of them, and they soon caught up with the dying wild deer.
There were tears in the eyes of the wild deer, as if begging for forgiveness.
But the tall man remained silent and wiped his neck directly.
In this hungry and cold winter, even if they encounter a pregnant doe, they will attack it, and it will be useless if the wild deer cries.
"Battle, your wife is pregnant. You can take this deer back."
At this time, a taller man wearing animal skins and carrying a bow took off a deer leg and raised his head and said.
Another slightly stocky man was stunned, with a look of emotion on his face: "Thank you, Dai Qin, you are my best brother."
The two tied up the deer, carried it on their backs, and then left the place.
The heavy snow and reflected sunlight made ordinary people confused about their direction, but the two of them seemed to have eyes on their heads, walking through the mountains and forests with agile movements.
Half an hour later, the two returned to the tribe.
There are dozens of wooden houses scattered among the tribe.
The wooden house is made of pine or birch as the frame, with earthen walls as the walls, a few layers of yellow mud on the inside and outside, and a thatch roof, with two, three, or five rooms.
As soon as we entered the village, we were greeted by barking dogs.
Whether it is hunting or daily life, the importance of dogs is self-evident and they are their closest friends.
Dai Qin looked at the big black dog running over to breathe, and couldn't help laughing. He used a knife to cut off a piece of meat from the deer leg on his back and gave it to it directly.
The black dog held the meat in its mouth and followed him.
Battle separated from him and returned to his home.
His home has only three rooms, with a kitchen in the middle and bedrooms on the left and right. It faces north and south. Each bedroom has at least two or three windows. A lot of sunlight shines down. Although it is not very warm, it makes people feel comfortable.
As soon as we got home, our two sons ran over. When they saw the venison, they clapped their hands happily, picked up a knife, cut the venison and started chewing it.
"Don't eat it." Dai Qin drove his two sons away: "Eat it after it's cooked. The Han people say that eating raw meat will cause worms to grow in your stomach."
"Abba..." The two of them put down their knives in grievance, but their mouths were already bloody from eating, so they could only lower their heads and follow behind.
"I'm back, go and say hello!"
His wife was wearing a leather robe, similar to a Mongolian robe, but it was made entirely of mink or deerskin. It reached directly to her feet and was very slender.
"Um!"
The ceiling and walls are decorated with pheasant feathers, and fur with filigree is pasted on the walls as decoration.
"Abba! Aniang, I'm back." Before Dai Qin put down his things, he came to the west room to greet his parents.
This is the custom of the Daur people. They respect the elderly and usually greet them when they come back from hunting.
"Why only one leg?"
The old father sat on the kang with doubts on his face.
"I killed a deer and gave it to Barter. His wife was pregnant and needed a lot of meat."
Dai Qin said truthfully.
"Then you have to go out these days."
The old father said pitifully: "It's freezing cold, so maybe you should be careful."
"yes!"
The old lady beside him didn't say anything, she just looked at his body with concern and then breathed a sigh of relief.
After that, parents would help cook or feed the reindeer.
At dinner, a leg of deer made everyone happy.
Dried mushroom soup, milk skin, and a pot of rotten venison were a hearty meal for their family.
After eating, Dai Qin did not hesitate and directly picked up the scraped meat from his wife and fed it to the falcon standing on the window sill.
Its sharp talons stood directly on his shoulders, and its sharp beak ate the minced meat, making a grunting sound.
He looked out the window. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. It seemed that this winter was very difficult for the village.
At this time, Battle suddenly came, holding a plate of deer heart in his hand: "The meat here is the tenderest, give it to the children and the elderly!"
Immediately, he added: "Mokunda wants us all to go over and attend the Mokun meeting, saying that there is something important."
Dai Qin nodded and followed.
The Daur people live together in groups, tied by blood ties, called haras. People who belong to the same "hala" are all related by blood, so intermarriage is strictly prohibited. Each "Hala" has a democratically elected "Halada" (clan leader) who manages the internal affairs of the clan.
With the development of production and the increase of population, the scale of "hara" has become larger and larger, so one "hara" is divided into several "mokun".
The same mokun has the obligation to help each other in production and life, and also has the obligation to adopt orphans and support the elderly.
All adult men in the "Mokun" have the right to participate in the "Mokun" meeting, which is the highest authority of the family and is responsible for electing or replacing the "Mokunda" (family head) and discussing major issues in the family's internal production and life. , punish family members who violate clan rules, etc.
Due to the underdevelopment of productive forces, Mokunda cannot escape production and can only serve the tribe voluntarily.
By the time the two came to the tribe's campfire, more than thirty men had gathered here one after another, all the strength of the entire Mokun.
Mokunda is forty years old. When he was young, he was the bravest hunter in the tribe. Now when he is old, he is chosen as Mokunda, which is convincing.
Around the bonfire, everyone felt warm, even the snow was no longer cold.
"Everyone is back."
There were not only ravines on Mokunda's face, but also a scar, which was extremely conspicuous. He opened his eyes, his eyes full of solemnity:
"I went to Harada this morning. He told me that the Ming people were going to recruit troops and asked us to send troops to help them fight the Mongols."
"There are two haras and dozens of mokuns near Changbai Mountain. Each mokun must produce ten warriors."
As soon as these words came out, these hunters fell silent.
For them, hunting every day is also a war, and they are all struggling to survive. There is no difference at all.
Battelle hurriedly asked: "Isn't there any benefit? You must give me some food!"
"This winter has been so difficult. We went out to fight, and my family was afraid of starving to death."
Mokunda showed a smile: "The Ming people are more generous than those Jurchens. They said that as long as they send out a soldier, they will pay for a stone of food and a piece of cloth, and all the spoils will belong to him."
"At the same time, the tribute will be exempted for one year."
Such a generous reward surprised all the warriors, and they immediately smiled happily.
For them, food is currently the scarcest and most precious thing.
So worth it.
Meat cannot be stored for long periods of time, but grain can.
This is an important difference between the fishing and hunting people and the farming people.
Throughout the winter, the Daur people could only rely on cattle, reindeer, and sheep to survive, so hunting became an unexpected harvest.
Especially in this harsh winter, one stone of food is enough to last a family until next spring, which is more than enough.
Of course, trophies are also important to them.
Battelle especially wanted to be selected to seek more nutrition for his pregnant wife, but was stopped by Dai Qin:
"Battle, my good brother, you take care of your wife and my family at home, waiting for me to come back."
Finally, Battle gave in.
Immediately, the ten most powerful warriors among Mokun took the initiative to participate.
The next day, before the sun came up, ten of them went to Harada and headed to Jilin City under the leadership of Harada.
It is also the legendary Han city.
On the way, two Hala warriors met and headed towards Jilin City together.
There were about five hundred people in total, and this was the first meeting for many people in the two halas.
Since intermarriage is not allowed within the haras, they can only marry with other haras, or the Mongols, or the Jurchens. Therefore, the two haras are not at war with each other, but are more harmonious.
A group of people rode horses and arrived at Jilin City.
Even if they didn't enter the city, the crowds lining up outside the city shocked everyone.
But what Dai Qin paid most attention to was the armor on the defenders. No matter how arrogant he was, he knew that the bone knife in his hand was no match for these people.
However, the Han people were very concerned about this group of Daur people with disheveled hair, who looked like they had rolled out of a mud pit.
His tall and straight body, savage-like clothes, and fierce temperament are incompatible with everyone inside and outside the city.
A big man in armor rode up with dozens of cavalry, raised his head and said, "Are you from Daur?"
"Yes, General."
The two proud haladas touched their chests and saluted.
"Your camp has been arranged outside the city. The number of people is about the same. Just go and stay!"
"Remember, don't start any disputes or fights, otherwise military law will be engaged."
He ordered a soldier to lead the group to the military camp.
Dai Qin and others followed the crowd to the so-called military camp.
As expected, I have made all the arrangements here. There are stoves, quilts, and even a fire bed. The conditions are better than at home.
The two halada gathered the tribesmen, and then divided the troops according to Mokun's division. Five people slept in a tent and on a kang.
Before many people were done with the novelty, suddenly someone came over and brought many cotton robes and military uniforms for them to change into.
Of course, there will be no shortage of necessary food.
In order to restrain this group of people, food is provided every three days.
And in the city, there is the Jilin General Mansion.
At this time, the bonfire was blazing, and the two cooks were roasting the lamb, which was constantly brushed with oil and sprinkled with spices. It sizzled and the fragrance spread throughout the house.
Suddenly, the door opened and a big man walked in: "General."
"Have those savages been settled?"
Jilin General You Shilu turned his head and asked.
"It has been placed in the military camp."
The man looked respectful and said: "About five hundred people, as you estimated before."
"That's good."
"General, why did you recruit those savages?"
The big man wondered: "Aside from being big and round like a savage, what's the use of it?"
"Do you know Baya Labing?"
"I don't know what will happen next."
"It's normal that you don't know. After all, more than ten years have passed since the Qing Dynasty."
You Shilu said lightly: "In those days in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the elite soldiers were armored soldiers. Most of them wore double armor or even triple armor, lined with chain armor or chain armor, and covered with cotton armor or armor. They were like tigers going down the mountain, arrows and Fire blunderbuss can't penetrate it at all."
"The most elite ones are the white-armored soldiers, who were selected from the armored soldiers this time."
"As for the white-armored soldiers who are elected to Bagala, in addition to being able to fight, they must also be good at riding and have superb archery skills."
"But what does that have to do with the Savages?"
"Baya soldiers are mostly from the wild Jurchens."
You Shilu said with lingering fear: "With a little practice, these people can wear heavy armor, their riding skills are as good as those of the Mongols, and their shooting skills are even better."
"If we don't raise our guns, we will never be their opponents."
"So, you want to form the Baya La soldiers of our Ming Dynasty?"
"That's right." You Shilu said with a smile: "If these people are used well, they can be worth thousands of troops."
(End of chapter)
