Yang Zhaolong walked out of the wooden house with a yawn with his belly, looked at the tall sun and rubbed his eyes, sat bored on the threshold and scratched his neck.

Even in the desolate and ancient Xinming, the nobles from the ancient northern empire were still served, which made Yang Zhaolong's appearance still maintain the posture of a noble prince in Bozhou, but there have been great changes.

The most obvious one is the leather boots and a short shirt.

Not only Yang Zhaolong is the case, but everyone in Xinming took off their thick-soled cloth fast boots and cut them off one foot and four inches of clothes and robe.

In the first few months to Xinming, there were no horses and no oxen to travel through mountains and rivers. People had to travel across the grasslands. The robes were not suitable for local survival needs, and the fast boots at the bottom of the cloth were not wear-resistant enough. If they could not change the environment, they could only be changed by the environment.

Yang Zhaolong touched the armor on the alligator boots wrapped around his calf. Several wild dogs roaming around saw their master from afar and ran quickly with their tails slightly shaking.

The maid who got up early brought a plate of meat. Yang Zhaolong pulled out a small sword and cut the pieces into pieces and fed them one by one, feeding them half full. Then he got up and washed his face. He wore canvas patches, wearing canvas patches, and a whistle, and the horse ran from afar with Xilu.

At first, there were only more than a thousand people landing in Yanglai Port. Later, two fleets were sent from the Ming Dynasty. Now there are more than a thousand people in Xinming. What’s more important is that they have brought pigs, cattle, sheep and horses.

With these livestock, it is easier for the people to live, and it is easier for Yang Zhaolong to travel farther.

Before the horses arrived, Yang Zhaolong had never left Yang Laigang for thirty miles. He finally had the courage to prepare at once and walked east along the edge of the coast. He encountered crocodiles in the river to the east. He had never seen such a big earth dragon and had a very strong combat power.

The thunder in the palm of his palm was thrown a little farther away and he couldn't hurt him. He only killed two of them by putting the bird guns at his head. One of them was washed away by the river and could not be found.

Just that time, Yang Zhaolong was so scared that he didn't dare to go out for half a month. He thought about it several times and wrote a letter to say goodbye to his brother-in-law, asking him to ask Gao Ming to ask him for another letter. Finally, he burned it.

"Bird guns, dry food, water, and spraying are all prepared, which is much more dangerous than fighting a fan."

A flag army of the general flag followed behind, drove five carriages to transport water and grain, and even brought some cotton cloth from Luzon. Yang Zhaolong rode his horse around the well in the center of the settlement and circled around the water well, pointed at the port, saying, "Liu Baihu, this time you go west along the coast, bring more water and grain, travel for 500 miles, and draw out the surrounding terrain. I go south to see the local people."

Seven wild dogs followed the war horses and grinned, and since taming these wild dogs, Yang Zhaolong became the top predator within a radius of forty-eight miles of Yanglai Bay.

The reason why the number of miles is accurate is that there is a big river forty-eight miles to the east, and there are earth dragons in the river.

However, just the day before yesterday, all the flag troops in the south were rewarded by the whistle fifty-six miles south. They were hunting further south and found traces of people and livestock.

Liu Baihu nodded and responded. This was a down-to-earth Ming army officer. In another three months, he would be able to bring half of the flag troops back to the Boyi who was defending the whole country.

According to previous news from merchants, Lin Feng had received the order and raised the baggage of Manzhe Boyi. At that time, a new flag army would come here to change defenses, and he would finally be able to return to a crowded place.

Xinming is a good place with beautiful scenery and sufficient resources, but Liu Baihu felt a little grudge in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, it is suitable for raising animals here. If you raise a pig or a sheep, you won’t have to feed yourself specifically, but it is not suitable for raising people.

This will be his last voyage in Xinming, voyage of 500 miles to explore the way for Yang Zhaolong.

Yang Zhaolong has no idea of ​​homesickness, but he really feels that being a parent is not easy in the past few months.

He greeted Liu Baihu and repeatedly advised his subordinates several times, from putting meat and making ice bins to caring for cattle and sheep, from plowing fields to grinding rice and flour, he explained everything in a long time, and then he personally led a team around the dense forests by the sea and headed towards the grassland.

"I can finally see people, I don't believe that there is no one in this land!"

Yang Zhaolong had been thinking about seeing people for a long time, and dozens of riders were riding on the vast grassland. He talked to himself over and over again, saying that he would fire a gun to knock over the prisoners when he saw people, and then he could not say that he could not conflict and sent some cloth.

Looking south from Yanglaiwan, except for the settlements of the people in Xinming, there are small paths cut by carpenters in the forest. When entering the open land, the wooden stakes laid every other mile become signs, bypassing the snake nest and rat cave hidden under the grass, and pointing to the south in a winding way.

Ten miles apart are small stations with wooden house structures. Each station has five families, and they have a total of one horse, two dogs, and several sheep.

Their dogs are not new Ming wild dogs full of wildness like Yang Zhaolong, but yellow dogs sent from the Ming Dynasty. They are loyal and reliable, and of course they are not as fierce as wild dogs, but they are the best sentinels in the wild.

Even if everyone rides a horse, after all, there is no road and you dare not let go of your ride fast. When you arrive at the outermost perimeter, it is the fourth small station that is approaching dusk.

"Young master, they are maroon red, covered with white gray, and have few clothes. They drive animals that look big like sheep and horses to graz around them." The households on duty on the edge were the strongest Miao people. They held a spear with their waists and held a spear with their hands on the wooden wall, leaning against the long bird gun, pointing to the distance: "They have weapons."

"What weapon?"

"Spear, knife, dart." Miao Bing said a little embarrassedly, saying, "It seems to be made of stone."

Stone?

After landing in Xinming for a few months, Yang Zhaolong was no longer surprised by animals he had never seen before, so he was not surprised to hear that there were things like sheep and horses. He looked at his pistol, thought about the stone spear, and said, "Take me to find them, go."

Nomad, shedding while walking, but Yang Zhaolong had never heard of anyone grazing on two legs.

It didn't take long, and only ten miles to travel, the group followed the sentry to the tribe of the Xinming natives. A few miles away, Yang Zhaolong saw the fire, and then saw the natives gathered together to dance around the bonfire.

"Ten, twenty-one strong men, twenty-thirty women and children, their women are as strong as men; they are really lucky to meet Yang."

These natives are much closer to themselves than they thought, and are only seventy miles away from Yang Laigang. Yang Zhaolong turned over and got off the horse, and called a small flag to lead the horse. The two small flags acted as flanks and ambushed, leading twenty people to take some cloth and slowly walked towards the natives' bonfire.

Even if the technology is behind in a place, people are well-deserved top predators. These people obviously haven't fought a war for a long time, otherwise they would not have danced in the wilderness without any defense.

It was not until Yang Zhaolong touched two hundred steps that they discovered that there were unknown invaders in the territory. They raised their spears and held darts, and looked carefully and carefully at the guests they had never seen before.

"I, Yang Zhaolong of the Ming Dynasty, Xinming County, no, the governor of the New Ming Dynasty! Put down your weapons, and these cotton cloths will give you... to scream a gun to the sky!"

Mr. Yang yelled for a long time, shamelessly proclaiming himself Governor General Xinming, and his answer was a flying stone spear.
Chapter completed!