Paper cannot contain the fire! Although Mao Jue ordered to conceal it, the garrison was nervous, forced to step up the construction of military fortresses, and the occasional complaints from the families of the deceased, and the news spread quietly.

There are murderous indigenous people on the island!

So, the surrender of the Zarut army has caused a tide in the Red Twin Cities. Anyway, there is not much life in the middle of winter. I don’t know how many people come out to watch the fun in the cold wind and cotton jackets. Thousands of people gathered between the northwest and northeastern forts. It was as lively as the market, and everyone wanted to see what this murderous life looked like, and the discussions were also coming one after another.

"Oh, I thought that the killing life was three heads, six arms, eight feet tall, and with sharp teeth and mouths like iron pots. Isn't it still a person with two holes in his head and venting his anger? Is this a brave man?"

"What do you know!"

After seeing Mao Jue's divine power lifting Buddha a few days ago, Hong Shuangcheng is still in an absolute psychological advantage period. Looking at the Zanilu tribe who was guarding the Dongjiang Army, dragging his family and carrying his luggage out of the mountains, an old farmer with accusation and disdain, he wrote it in front and spit on the ground.

But his pride was not over yet. A Dongjiang soldier who was carrying a bayonet to maintain order was around forty years. Old Liaodong, whose face was wrinkled by the wind of the Saibei sword, immediately pushed him back with a fierce sentence.

But just as the old farmer was full of shock, the old Liaodong turned his head with hatred and turned to the winding Zanilu tribe. The old tree root-like slap grasped the lead-gray gun handle and made a giggle. The blue veins were already bulging on the back of his hand, and occasionally you could hear the giggle and gritting teeth.

In this kung fu, a knight rushed over and ran away. The whip on his hand was whipping left and right, and shouting loudly.

"Your Majesty! Idle people avoid it!"

After all, it was the first tribe on Sakhalin Island to oppose Dongjiang. Even if it was surrendered, Mao Jue would definitely not allow them to be directly incorporated into the Kuye Town system as comfortably as other tribes. There were still some warnings! The knight drove away the crowd watching the fun. The heavy footsteps of the other end stepped into the snow, and it was covered with heavy footsteps. Wearing Dongjiang cotton armor and tower helmets, large groups of Dongjiang infantry trotted from both wings, and clamped to the left and right of the Zaniru tribe that went down to the plains.

As a group of barbarians looked around in surprise, they suddenly pulled the ball, and the six infantry teams ran and stood in a very neat manner, turning straight to the left and right, and the manager ran forward. The straight line in the queue was not messy at all, like a wall, which brought these barbarians a great sense of oppression.

But the real oppression was still behind. Each row of arrays shouted with a loud shout. The muskets that were originally on their shoulders were held in their hands with a clatter of neat hands. Then there was a dense sound of gunfire like fried beans. A burst of white smoke filled the air. When the gunshots, the Zaruts were so scared that they were so scared that the children cried loudly. Many people were slumped on the ground, and some men were also cautiously holding weapons and looking around.

It was not until this time that the horse's hooves came closely, and Mao Jue rode a horse with his personal soldiers.

No wonder that old Liaodong was full of hatred. Even Mao Jue couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he arrived here.

This was the first time he had seen this Zaniru tribe. This tribe was completely different from the Kiryak and Ainu indigenous people on Sakhalin Island. It looked a bit more beautiful than the native indigenous people with hairy bodies. However, the cheekbones on their faces were high and covered with horizontal flesh, and they looked fierce. In terms of clothing, they were also more advanced, wearing textiles instead of primitive animal skins. What's more important is their hairstyle. They were neither braids with heads like Hamkyo Jurchens, nor were they just draped their hair like locals. Instead, their entire forehead was almost shaved, leaving a piece of hair the size of a copper coin on the back of their heads, tied into a bunch, and drooped from the back of their heads.

If Mao Jue couldn't recognize this, his deputy general of Tieyi would have been in vain for so many years, including the rat tail of money, the standard hairstyle of the Later Jin people in the Dongjiang and the Ming Empire!

If this is not obvious, then around the middle of the queue, there are about a hundred people wearing tower helmets and painted red, which are a bit similar to Mongolian Rope Armor, shawls and hem of cotton Armored Spikes, which are obvious, the Eight Banners are red flags!

"Kang Dog!!!"

He was surprised and asked Chen Rong to pull out the saber, but when he squinted his eyes, Mao Jue suddenly waved his whip, pressed his saber, pushed his saber back, and then tilted his head towards Song Xiance.

"Come and take a look!"

It's me again!

The mouth was sour, and the big radish was reluctant to kick the horse in front, but this guy really had the talent to be a diplomat. When he arrived, Song Xiance used Jurchen language that Sumu Yertai couldn't understand, and screamed.

But what is even more shocking is that there is an authentic Shanxi old vinegar sounding inside.

"Shaman, please spare me! I'll wait, I'll come to surrender sincerely! If there is a lie, it will be thunderous!"

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The accounts that should be settled have to be settled. Fortunately, before surrendering, the Zaniru tribe also became aware of the mind. A total of fourteen murderers who didn't know whether they were true or not were handed over. These unlucky monsters were handed over to Sumu Yertai to chop off their heads and play with them. More than a dozen people with rat tails with money were hung in front of the Red Twin Cities, which was considered to have settled the blood feud between Dongjiang and Zaniru tribes.

But even so, this tribe has been marginalized and has not directly integrated into the community of Hongshuangcheng. Instead, several large farms were set up in the middle of the newly built satellite military forts of Northeast Fort and Northwest Fort when Mao Jue was not around. The meaning of this isolation and surveillance is self-evident.

As for the armor on more than one hundred Zhenghongqi armored soldiers, the carved bow in their hands was a bit like a large blade that looked like a knife, and it was directly confiscated.

The chief of the Zaniru tribe, Abule and the Shanxi fellow villager just now, were directly taken to the Hongshuangcheng General Government Office.

To be honest, although Mao Jue did not fight too much with the Later Jin army, he captured Yizhou once and fought for the death to escape the Daling River battle, these two times made Mao Jue feel a little scared of being beaten! After all, it was in the rising period, and any enemy unit that the Eight Banners Army had fought with him was different. Jianlu's combat power and fighting will can even be called crazy.

With the same casualties, even the Japanese warriors who claim to be the Wu family will easily collapse, but the Eight Banners of the Later Jin are like dying beasts. They will bite you hard when they die. In the Battle of Daling River, he formed a newly formed elite infantry with the best food and killing profession, and they fought for half of them. Mao Jue's family is only 10,000 or 20,000, but including the Mongolian cavalry, the Eight Banners of the Han army and the Baoyi slaves below. Huang Taiji's troops were probably no less than 200,000. If he was to be dispatched in full, it would be impossible to have 300,000.

This is also the reason why Mao Jue was extremely vigilant and careful about Hou Jin.

But this Abul really made Mao Jue meet the Later Jin army another year. After he had been worried about Sakhalin Island, the domineering king of Sakhalin Island, who had been in his heart, entered the yamen, simply slap his head and kowtowed to the ground, making a loud bang.

"Subor Abul, pay homage to your master, you will be blessed!"

The guy with a Shanxi accent also bowed to the ground with his legs weakened. His grandson also dressed in a Jurchen jacket with a rat tail, but his name is much more particular.

"Student Gong Youfu, pay a visit to Jun Ye!"

"Student? Do you still have fame and fortune?"

Unlike later generations, students are everywhere, and college students are not worth much. Nowadays, only scholars who take the imperial examination can call themselves students. Such people are now 400,000 or 500,000 people in Dongjiang, and there are only a few hundred people. With Mao Jue’s Dongjiang Academy, even many shop assistants have been recruited, which has added Mao Jue’s aide group. Is there a scholar in this barbarian tribe? It really surprised Mao Jue.

"I dare not. The student has just been studying in Yanmen County and has not yet obtained the exam. In the 47th year of Wanli, he was transferred from the General Ma Lin Army to the position of grain official. In July, Tielin City was destroyed and captured."

"Ha! Sell yourself as a slave, recognize the thief as a father! Where are the books of sages you have learned!"

Song Xiance immediately started to sarcastically. He was an old boy. He was so sad about those who had higher education than him. He took the opportunity to sarcastically.

But with a wave of his slap, Mao Jue pulled him back and pointed his head at the scholar.

"Let's go, why did you get this bitter leaf, and what's going on with these Zhenghong flags?"

"Back, Hui Jun Ye, Lord Abule, he is not a Zhenghongqi person..."

"Stop messing with my general. I really think I'm blind. What's this fucking?"

With a bang, the red roving armor was smashed to the ground by Shen Rong, which scared the money rat-tailed scholar so much that he almost fell to the ground. He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed quickly, and quickly explained.

"Hui, Hui Junye, Lord Abul and Zaniru tribe were Baoyi slaves of the Zhenghong Banner Daishanbele. He was born in the East China Sea Jurchens and was ordered to pick pearls in the water. In the second year of the Tianqi period, the water was filled with spring and could not get the pearls offered by the offerings. Zaniru tribe fled to Mount Hosini, cut trees and built ships on the beach, and then fled here..."

Not all Jurchens were masters. Nurhaci's conquest started with his own attacks, first unified Jianzhou, and then annexed the four tribes of Haixi. They also launched a large-scale attack on the East China Sea Jurchens in Jilin, Heilongjiang, that is, the various tribes of the savage Jurchens. Many of the captured people were directly labeled as Baoyi Aha, and many of the entire tribe surrendered to Aha. The Zanilu tribe is one of them.

Two thousand tribes, four or five hundred males. The Zanilu tribe was considered the smallest among the Jurchen tribes. The entire tribe was a slave of Daishan and picked Dongzhu in Heilongjiang. As a result, they had a flood this year and could not hand over the tribute. They ran away with their clans and even took Gong Youfu, the slave leader who was also in charge of supervising the acceptance of the tributes of several slave tribes including the Zanilu tribe, was kidnapped and taken away by Gong Youfu, the slave leader who was also in charge of supervising the acceptance of the tributes of several slave tribes including the Zanilu tribe.

But it’s really like changing the stage, changing the world, possessing iron smelting technology, and the mind of a Han scholar like Gong Youfu, the Zaniru tribe became grandfather when he arrived on this Sakhalin Island. The more primitive tribes hit by the iron armor and iron arrows were covered with more primitive tribes. Mao Lianwei said that they had arrived for thirty years, but from the second year of Tianqi to the eighth year of Chongzhen, it was actually only ten years, and their population increased to more than three thousand.

It's also called birth at the wrong time! If the Qing army entered the pass and moved all the millions of people in the Northeast to the pass, and the entire Northeast was empty as a place of dragons and rising, his Zanilu tribe could occupy the mountains and be a king. The Russians who had been free invading the late Qing Dynasty, but in this time and space, Mao Jue, a monster, was fighting for this barbarian land of size with them. Dongjiang is not as good as the Later Jin Dynasty, but compared with the Zanilu tribe, he is still a big boss he can't afford to offend.

Especially Mao Jue's pretending to be a ghost..., cough cough, he was very good at attacking the stunning point of Dongjiang and retreating to the fish-shaped northern part of Sakhalin Island, Gong Youfu also launched a diplomatic offensive to win over the savage tribes that were afraid of being beaten by the Zaniru tribe, gathering a powerful army in Sakhalin Island's history, with more than 1,300 people to compete with Dongjiang.

But a few days ago, Mao Jue summoned the Buddha and played it out. Just like the ten-mile Chu Ge who had blown away the King of Chu, the gathered savage tribe fled and retreated. Seeing many people heading south, Dongjiang did not seem to have killed anyone. After weighing his weight, the Zaniru tribe finally decided to reposition his seat. He had to kowtow and kowtow. Finally, he went south and came to find Mao Jue to surrender.

This Jurchen, a Han man and two bald men were talking in tears. How could he be bullied by Zhenghong Banner? Because the pearls handed over were not qualified, Abul's father was cut off one arm by the personal soldiers of the Jianzhou department, and died of excessive bleeding. After crying, he made the Dongjiang army generals in the yamen soften their hearts. Even Shen Rong was not so hostile, and he also cursed with empathy.

"Dog Jianlu who kills thousands of swords!"

But Mao Jue kept frowning when he heard this, waiting for Gong Youfu to repeat it almost. He suddenly turned his face and knocked hard on the table with a gloomy face.

"Bastard! You fled to Kuye in the second year of Tianqi. It's only ten years since the tribe's population has been overturned! I just mentioned that the number of men in your tribe is no less than eight hundred! There were only three hundred men in your crossing the sea. In less than ten years, you can raise your children into men? Isn't it?"

After a buzzing, the duo pretended to be grandson was trembling again, and Shen Rong and others' eyes became sharp and fierce again. They were all pretending to be the literati, and they were completely disappointed. Gong Youfu was so sad that he kowtowed repeatedly.

"How dare the young man deceive the Jun Ye! These strong men are not all from our Zaniru tribe. After the bitter leaves fall, Lord Abul returns to the coast of Mount Hosini every year. Every year, there are the Jurchens in Haidong who escaped from the sea. This is the only one that allows the tribes to pay tribute to feed the population and collect it. It is more than 3,000. Jun Ye, if the young man deceives you, you will throw the young man into the sea and feed the sharks!"

"So, do you still have any contact with the East China Sea Jurchen?"
Chapter completed!