The arrival of the expedition team suddenly broke the millennium silence of the bay, which had never been set foot in before.
“This is really a geomantic treasure land!”
While giving the order to set up camp, Zhang Keda looked around and fell in love with this place.
Bai Dasheng didn't have so many emotions.
"According to the map, there should be a Jurchen tribe nearby. If the Tatars know our news, it will be dangerous."
Zhang Keda didn't have the slightest worry.
"The Tatars are all in the Liaoshen area, thousands of miles apart. Even if there are some Jurchens here, they are just small tribes with no climate. How can they withstand our army?"
Bai Dasheng suddenly smiled, knowing that his worries were unnecessary.
The large army began to set up camp on the shore, and a small team of about a hundred people began to move toward the inland river on a sampan.
The fresh water and sea water in the bay blend together and are not drinkable. If you want to get water, you have to go to the freshwater river section upstream.
The second officer, Zheng Dayou, squatted in front of the sampan, keeping his musket in hand, watching both sides of the river vigilantly.
In an unfamiliar territory, you can never be too careful.
The river channel here is very strange. It does not gradually converge as usual, but suddenly becomes extremely narrow deep in the bay.
Zheng Dayou remembered the map and made a judgment immediately.
"This is not the mouth of Sakhalian-Ula."
The information they saw recorded that the entrance to the sea of Sakhalian Ula is a very vast body of water, and Sakhalian Ula is a large river that is not inferior to the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
The river in front of us is only fifty meters wide and extremely shallow, making it impossible for a lucky boat to pass. It is completely inconsistent with the characteristics of Sakhalian-Ula.
The team walked about a mile inward and found that the river was so rugged and rocky that it was impossible for a sampan to pass.
Zheng Dayou made a decision immediately.
"The first team is here to get water. The second team is coming with me. Let's continue to look inside."
They are an expedition team, and their real mission is to conduct comprehensive inspections whenever they reach unexplored areas.
Taking advantage of the fleet to camp in the bay today, Zheng Dayou thought of exploring as much depth as possible into the land to enrich his information.
The second team abandoned the boat and started exploring inward along the land along the river.
In order to avoid getting lost, they did not leave the river. This walk lasted more than an hour.
However, wherever he went, as far as his eyes could see, he found nothing except towering trees and some animals that were not afraid of people.
"Captain, this is probably the primeval forest."
Zheng Dayou was very disappointed, expecting to see some people.
Didn't it say that there is a Jurchen tribe nearby?
If I can take the opportunity to kill a few Tatars, I can brag about it when I go back.
The result is nothing.
"Let's go back the way we came."
Seeing that it was getting late and everyone was hungry, Zheng Dayou was ready to call it a day.
The moment I turned around...
"boom……"
From the far west, the familiar sound of firecrackers suddenly came.
Zheng Dayou immediately turned into a smelling shark.
"follow me."
The second team also knew that they had encountered a new situation and did not dare to neglect. They followed Zheng Dayou and ran towards the west.
This run took another half an hour.
In the forest ahead, birds suddenly flew around and wild beasts galloped.
This means something must have happened.
Zheng Dayou waved his hand and told the soldiers to hide on the spot.
After about a stick of incense, noisy and incomprehensible shouts suddenly came from the place where the animals had been panicked.
Immediately, Zheng Dayou saw two to three hundred Jurchens running wildly across the road. Many of them were injured, and blood was spread all over the road.
It seemed as if there was something terrifying behind them.
Zheng Dayou observed carefully and found that the only weapons in the hands of these Jurchens were knives, bows and arrows. The sword was made of iron, and the arrowheads of the bow and arrow were even made of bone.
Such advanced things as muskets are obviously not something that these Jurchens who are still in the savage stage can possess.
So……
Who is hunting these Jurchens?
It didn't take him long to guess. Behind these fleeing Jurchens, hundreds of people armed with various weapons chased out.
These people were randomly wrapped in furs, some were wearing cotton clothes, and the weapons in their hands were knives, forks, swords, halberds, bows, crossbows, and guns.
If it were on the battlefield in the Central Plains, even the motley crew of the peasant army could not compare.
But here, it is an overwhelming advantage to deal with the primitive stage savage Jurchens.
These savage women had been chased for who knows how long, and they were already exhausted. When I ran to the river, I couldn't hide my figure because there were few trees.
The pursuers behind them greeted them with muskets, bows and arrows, killing dozens more of these wild girls.
Those who were still alive finally did not dare to run anymore, and fell to their knees one after another, raising their hands in surrender.
The pursuers rushed forward, and one of them seemed very angry and kicked a savage Jurchen to the ground.
"What a mess, I almost died from exhaustion."
Perhaps because he was too hot from running, the man took off the leather hat on his head, revealing his face.
But when he saw this person's hair, Zheng Dayou's eyes immediately widened.
Money Rat Tail, who was not a Jurchen, still spoke in Chinese, and the musket in his hand was still vaguely familiar.
So, aren't the identities of these people ready to be revealed?
The expedition fleet traveled thousands of miles, overcame obstacles, and went through life and death. What was it for?
Seeing the person opposite me at this time makes all the hard work really worth it.
Zheng Dayou couldn't hold it in any longer and jumped out of the grass.
"Brothers, I finally found you."
When he came out, those people were so frightened that they even shot bows and arrows at him.
Fortunately, he was not close enough and the bow and arrow were not accurate enough to hurt him.
The man who took off his hat also saw him clearly at this time.
Not to mention anything else, just the military uniform he was wearing made the man burst into tears.
"Stop...stop...stop it all."
After stopping others from taking action, he ran all the way to Zheng Dayou. A man as big as an iron tower cried like a child.
"You are really here... The minister really didn't lie to us... Wuwuwuwu..."
When we meet in a foreign land, love is worth more than gold.
Seeing these compatriots looking like savages, Zheng Dayou also lost his composure.
"Shandong Navy's Northward Expedition Detachment, Second Officer, Zheng Dayou."
The man in front of him quickly returned the military salute.
"Liang Fa, deputy leader of the Liaodong Division Operations Team of the New Army Intelligence Department."
What Zheng Dayou bumped into was Wu Jiang, Mang Gurtai and his party who were fleeing north for their lives.
They crossed Sakhalian-Ula in early February and then moved northeast along the river.
Later, the river thawed and both sides turned into swamps, making it impossible to walk on the road.
After discussion, General Wu, Zhang Chun, Mang Gurtai and others decided to cut down trees and build ships, and then sail down the river.
Just when they arrived near the Buluwu Guards, the soldiers who went out to collect firewood were attacked by the Buluwu Guards, and three people died on the spot.
General Wu and others were furious, and they happened to be running out of supplies, so they decided to attack the Buluwu Guards.
With the support of numerical superiority and advanced weapons, the Buluwu Guards were simply unable to resist.
The tribal leaders were killed one after another, and the remaining forces fled eastward. Liang Fa led his men in pursuit. By chance, they bumped into Zheng Dayou who was out exploring.
Two groups of Shandong people, Nuer Gandusi, who were thousands of miles away, one by land and the other by sea, actually completed the meeting.
Wow, the title is wrong.
The title of this chapter should be "Meeting Masters".
Thinking about the content of the latest chapter, I ended up typing it up.
