Songhua River, Kaolang.
The savage Jurchen leader Shunzhu stood by the river, looking at the tribesmen who were dragging their families with him, with tears in his eyes. Zaoha and Hushu, the leaders living in Kaolang, looked at the migrating Shunzhu tribe and stepped forward to inquire about the news.
Shunzhu did not hide anything and shouted to Zaoha, Hu Dehu and others: "Da Ming, Daming is coming. We are going to lose our home where we have lived for more than a hundred years, and we have to flee to who knows where is a safe place. Our ethnic group Our future has no light, and the gods no longer protect us..."
Zaoha and Hushu were shocked. Did Ming Dynasty really use the army?
Seeing the weeping and migrating Shunzhu tribe, with young men walking at the front, women and children in the middle, and old men following at the back, Zaoha felt uneasy.
The Shunzhu tribe was ready to abandon the elderly, women and children. Once the Ming army attacked, their young men would flee immediately, leaving the elderly, women and children behind to delay the Ming army.
It's time for the race's survival.
Zaoha and Hu Dehu hurriedly took people back to the tribe and convened the tribesmen to discuss countermeasures.
Kemu was more than sixty years old and had seen too much wind and rain. Facing the panicked Zaoha, Huchuhu and others, he said contemptuously: "The Ming army is They won’t fight us, they are not good at fighting in the forest, let alone climbing mountains.”
Hu Shi suddenly looked at the old man and asked, "What if the Ming army really attacks?"
Kemu sneered and said: "What can they do if they come? The Ming army is not Mongolian and cannot ride or shoot. They are just rabbits, wild boars and white sheep running on the grassland. We have 800 tribesmen and 250 stringers." , the tigers will turn around and flee when they see them, are you still afraid of them?"
After thinking about it, Zaoha, Hu Dehu and others agreed. We are not even afraid of tigers and leopards, so what are the few people in the Ming army? If they dare to come, we will shoot them to death.
Thick forests blocked countless messages.
Even if the envoys appease, all the good words, all the threats, and the ultimatum are given, in the eyes of many Jurchen tribesmen, the Ming army is weak.
Their logic is that the Mongols are stronger than the Jurchens, and the Jurchens are stronger than the Ming people. If you can't defeat the Mongols, why can't you bully a weaker one?
Kemu was very happy. It was his wisdom that prevented the migration of the tribe and saved Kaolang's home.
Zaoha and Hu Shi suddenly felt relieved. During the day, they continued to dig out bird eggs, catch loaches, and hunt game. As soon as it got dark, the men's howls and the women's responses began to spread.
The days are like usual, and I still do whatever I have to do.
Moving, that's a joke.
In the early morning of this day, twelve-year-old Luntuo saw Hazao and others going out hunting. He secretly took a bow and went into the woods, preparing to shoot a rabbit and give it to his sister.
Lunto was familiar with the forest. He walked through the big trees, stepped on the thick leaves, and stopped to look at it from time to time, like a wolf looking for prey.
Suddenly, Luntuo stopped, bent down, pushed aside the grass with his hands, picked up a brown thing the size of a bean, pinched it with his index and middle fingers, it was slightly elastic, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, and then suddenly He threw it down, fanned it with his hands, and said, "That's right, there are rabbits around here."
As he explored, Luntuo became further and further away from the tribe.
Rabbits are not very active during the day and mostly appear at night.
Luntu found a big tree, climbed up, sat on the branch, and waited for dark.
The heaven and earth are so silent, the world is so peaceful, and everything here seems vigorous and vital. Luntu likes to feel the world, breathe hard, and bow and arrow. His biggest dream is to become the number one warrior in hunting and then marry the girl he likes.
Night falls slowly.
The cold moon rises.
Luntu was just about to jump down from the tree and prepare to hunt rabbits when he heard a "click" and couldn't help but follow the sound. He saw two people walking in the forest in the distance. They were sneaky and did not look like good people.
"Is this a hand-crossbow?"
Lunto saw clearly the weapon in the opponent's hand and couldn't help but shudder. He stood up carefully and used the tree crown to block the opponent's view.
The sergeant got closer and closer, and Luntuo became more and more nervous. He saw clearly that these people wearing armor and equipped with weapons were the Ming army! The elders in the tribe said that all the soldiers were rabbits, but now their weapons looked more like tiger's paws than rabbit's paws.
There was a constant rustling sound.
Luntuo saw the most terrifying scene in his life. Countless Ming troops slowly poured in from the forest like a tide. They crushed the moonlight and came in the night!
call out!
An arrow shot at him. Luntuo quickly dodged, but he forgot that he was on a tree. He lost support under his feet and fell on his back.
Boom!
It fell heavily to the ground, but fortunately the ground was loose and there were many rotten leaves, so it didn't hurt.
But when Luntuo just sat up and wanted to reach out and pick up the bow beside him, he saw a foot stepping on the bow. He raised his head slightly and saw a majestic sergeant.
Yang Wen walked over slowly, raised his hand and waved away the guards, looked at Luntuo and asked: "Which tribe are you a young man from?"
Luntuo was extremely nervous. Looking at the fierce Ming army around him, he bravely shouted: "I, I'm not afraid of you rabbits!"
"rabbit?"
Yang Wen was a little confused.
The commander Shi Zhanghan on the side came over, took the arrow handed back by the sergeant, and inserted it into the quiver: "The Jurchens treat us as rabbits. They treat us as prey."
Yang Wen suddenly said: "Oh, that's it. The prey actually has the illusion of a hunter. It seems that there must be a tribe waiting for us ahead."
"The Jurchen tribe in front of us has lived in Kaolang for more than 160 years. It can be said that they have lived here for generations. I heard that this tribe has some backbone. There are countless Jurchen tribes who have fled and moved, but this tribe has remained firm. I guess they are somewhat dependent on it. "
Zhang Han said seriously.
Another commander, Xue Geng, came over carrying a rabbit and said boldly: "Reliance, what can the savage Jurchen rely on?"
"Rabbit, rabbit."
When Luntu saw the rabbit, he remembered that he wanted to take the rabbit back to his sister. His face showed the harmlessness of humans and animals.
Zhang Han narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and drew out an iron arrow, stepped forward, and stabbed Luntuo's heart suddenly. Holding the hot blood, Zhang Han spat: "What the hell!"
Xue Geng rolled his eyes at Zhang Han: "He was talking about the rabbit in my hand. Why did you kill him?"
Zhang Han glared at Xue Geng fiercely, then grabbed Luntuo's left hand, which was holding a small knife tightly. Obviously, this is a child who is good at disguise, and he already has experience as a hunter.
Yang Wen looked at the dead boy and didn't say anything. He just looked up to the northeast and gave a brief order: "Kaolang rest."
"Take your orders!"
Zhang Han, Xue Geng and others agreed in unison.
The issuance of this order means that the Jurchen tribe living in Kaolang will not survive tonight.
The Ming army advanced slowly and arrived at Kaolang in less than an hour.
This is a small tribe, and there is not much defense at night. When the Ming army surrounded them, no one noticed it.
Yang Wen looked at the night and said to the people waiting for orders: "If you want to sleep a little longer, just end the battle neatly."
Zhang Han, Xue Geng and others showed cruel smiles. After fighting and rushing on the road, everyone was very sleepy. Now that we had the opportunity to rest more, we couldn't miss it.
There was no charging horn, no loud shouts of killing. After the Ming sergeants used bows and arrows to deal with a few inconspicuous patrolmen, they walked into the center of the tribe in a grand manner. The troops dispersed, and then kicked away not all of them. Through the wooden door, the man who woke up was killed and the woman and child were pulled out.
There is no mercy or humanity in war.
Anyone who resists, be it a woman or a child, will be greeted by ruthless and cold butcher's knives. What we call the master of civilization is only for those who are obedient and do not resist.
Ha Zao heard the noise, grabbed his spear and rushed out, looking at the bright lights everywhere.
The army watched the women and children being dragged out, the children's shouts, the women's shrill voices, and the men's desperate groans.
The tribe is finished.
Seeing the tragic scenes, Hazao's blood began to boil. He shouted and started to kill the Ming army. But before he could get close, a sergeant holding a crossbow aimed at Hazao, and he screamed. The arrow flew back early. The sergeant didn't know it was the leader. He only knew that the head was quite valuable. He swung his sword and blood spurted out!
That night, the savage Jurchen Kaolang tribe suffered a devastating blow. All the old and young men were killed, and 30% of the women and children were also lost.
From this day on, this tribe actually ceased to exist and was directly wiped out by strong force.
Yang Wen ordered the sergeants to dig pits and bury the dead.
This kind of move is not to let them bury them in peace, but because immigrants will arrive here in the future. Seeing a pile of skeletons is nothing, what should they do if they are frightened. Besides, summer is coming, and if people are not buried, it will easily stink. If there is a plague, it will be even more troublesome. Simply bury it and it will be over.
The destruction of the Kaolang tribe was not an isolated case. In the years when the army was reorganizing and cleaning up, the small savage Jurchen tribes were helpless to resist. They were dying and running away.
Affected by the Ming army's relentless pursuit and suppression strategy along the Songhua River, the savage Jurchen tribes who relied on the Songhua River finally realized that they would die sooner or later if they allowed the Ming army to chase them away like ducks.
In order to survive, we can only help each other and cooperate with each other. If one tribe is not a match for the Ming army, then there are two tribes. If two tribes are not enough, then three, five, or ten!
If you want to survive and keep your homeland, you have to resist the Ming army!
Two months after Yang Wen's advance, he finally encountered some decent resistance. The scattered Jurchen tribes finally disappeared, replaced by small-scale Jurchen tribes.
Faced with this change, Yang Wen was very happy. It was impossible for the Ming army to guerrilla everywhere, running east and west, and spreading their troops was a taboo. Well now, the Jurchens are actually in a group.
It's good to stick together, but what I'm afraid of is that if you don't stick together, it's hard to catch you if you wander around. As long as we concentrate, we can accomplish the battle in one go!
