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Chapter 129 Five thousand

Ming Jun was like crazy.

North Asia Melica followed all the Ming troops of Magui to do one thing - to run away.

Magui Majin, as the most pitiful general and deputy general of the Ming Dynasty, joined forces and led twenty-two Liaodong soldiers, nineteen Xuanfu soldiers, three Shuntian soldiers, seventeen Mongolian soldiers, six Korean soldiers, twenty-seven Jurchen soldiers and fifty-six Yanians, a group of more than one hundred and fifty people, running and sailing for six months, and advanced more than 5,000 miles southwest from Majiagang.

They have never been so happy in their third year of landing in Melica, North Asia!

It was still cold when they set off. Two hundred households on the left and right were set up in Majiagang, leaving more than 100 flag soldiers to cultivate and log. They ran hundreds of miles with cavalry and detours before Majiagang was surrounded by a circle of towering snow-capped mountains. The only thing that looked like the road was a huge snow-capped rift valley to the east. It was not until that time that Magui realized that Majiagang was a small basin.

They did not explore where they could go eastward to the Snow Mountain Rift Valley. Ma Gui had few subordinates. If they were assigned to some strange and seemingly death-seeming places, these people would probably secretly kill him.

So his choice was to take one of the several ships left by Chen Ju, and join several Majiagang self-built sloop boats, and then sail southwest after leaving Majiagang Bay.

This won him a new reputation among his subordinates. The more he went south, the warmer the climate was. This is common knowledge that the military and military forces of all ethnic groups had... Not all, the newly joined Ya Nian Ren Banner Army did not have this common sense. They lived in the west of Majiagang for their whole lives, and had never been to the north or the south.

In any case, Ma Gui knew very well that all his subordinates wanted to spend a winter in a warmer place.

The result is undoubtedly that seeking kindness will lead to benevolence.

The distant snow-capped mountains continue to extend to the southeast, and at the foot of the snow-capped mountains are endless forests.

Gradually, green flashed in front of me, and more and more little creatures were running around in the forest. The flag army's bulky, thick and poorly crafted fur coat was taken off and put into the cabin. They wore red nailed cloth armor belonging to the Ming border army. They walked along the coast, constantly exploring, and drew fertile land and forests along the coast.

They contacted and recorded one native tribe after another along the coast. The tribes had a small population, only a few dozen, and the smallest was only seven people. Some settled along the coast, making a living by fishing and seals; some picked up wild fruits and hunted wild animals and migrated everywhere. Of course, they were also indispensable to forming cliques to attack each other. Magui was lucky, and he met only one like that, and he called Yiren.

It was a tribe with a population of thousands of people already in the form of a large village. In a narrow strait of nearly a thousand miles, Magui's fleet found some canoes on the shore. Then several of his cavalry went ashore and explored along the river to enter their territory. The cavalry could only hear the word "Yi" clearly as the local people shouted loudly. Then several sharpened wooden spears were thrown out. The native warriors in leather clothing ran out of the forest with their bows, and it was said that some people were holding iron axes.

There is no doubt that the brave Ming cavalry fled in panic.

Although no one was injured, several pathfinders were greatly frightened, and then the entire expedition fleet became alert again - they had not met an enemy for more than two years.

From Kuwu Island to here, no one has ever raised their weapons to them. Most of the tribes we encountered along the way not only did not want to attack them, but also gave them help. These flag troops were almost forgetting that apart from cold, hunger, wild beasts, and disease, the guys walking upright on both legs were also enemies.

"Master General, as long as the Xuanfu Bird Gunner and my subordinates join hands, they can defeat them!"

The person speaking was Hulan, the Mongolian small banner officer under Ma Gui. All of them were wearing red cloth armor, the Mongolian small banner with a sabre on the front waist and the waist was arched and sac on the back waist, and the cheeks were frostbite that seemed to be unable to survive. There was a circle of beard on the lips, and the skin seemed to be about to crack. The hair on the top of the head was two inches long, but the forehead was slightly longer like a peach heart and fell between the eyebrows. The long hair on the temples and ears were braided into two knots and buns hanging down to the shoulders.

When landing in North Asia, Hulun's hairstyle was the standard Mongolian "Bulanger". Last summer, he planned to grow hair like a Han Chinese, so his hair now looks a bit messy and strange.

The reason for hair growth has nothing to do with whether it is Chinese or not. He has long been speaking Chinese, not to mention that in this icy and snowy ghost place, there are no animals to let him go to nomadic places.

Mainly because Hulan thinks that the long hair of the Han people may be warmer.

Ma Gui on the side of the ship held the telescope and looked at the shore, turned his head to look at Hulan and looked in surprise: "I know nothing about them, what's the use of defeating?"

"The natives are no less spoken than us, and it is difficult to communicate with each other. I know you can defeat them, but our mission is not this."

Ma Gui smiled at Hulan. Hulan was the heads of seventeen Mongolian cavalry. Ma Gui had few war horses under his command. Before Chen Ju came, his people could only ride deer. Now that he had some war horses, he would arm the cavalry in Mongolia and Liaodong first.

Hulan has a very handsome skill in riding and shooting. Not only is it good at bowing, but it is also very accurate to set up muskets on horseback. In the past, Segan had cut the musket sticks with short wooden handles on his waist. Now that he has a horse, he can put them in the horse's bag.

Many Mongolians could use firearms. After all, they had large-scale firearms and siege troops during the Western Expedition. The Ming Dynasty inherited some troops and developed slowly. It was not until the exchanges with Western, Portugal and other countries in recent decades made greater progress. However, now there are no firearm troops on the grassland. However, some soldiers will bring one or two firearms to respond to emergency responses. After all, compared with old-style firearms, the efficiency of bending bows and riding is higher, and it is too difficult to install gunpowder on the horse.

Ma Gui patted the telescope in his hand with some annoyance. The earliest telescope he had cracked when he passed through the ice. Now the glass sheet of this telescope is not colored and is a little green, which makes it too eye-catching.

"Their village is very big. If there were more villages around, maybe it was a country. They didn't look like warriors, just strong men and hunters with weapons. This is the first tribe we met that can farm, make pottery, hunt and fish, and they can smel iron, keep it."

Magui saw hundreds of native warriors wearing fur-stitched clothes in the distant fields, fearing the large ships docked on the coast. They looked not very different from the Ming people, and were more similar to Mongolian and Jurchens. Although they were holding weapons, they were undoubtedly weak in Magui's eyes.

As Hulan said, if the 19 bird gunners in Xuanfu participated in the horse team of seventeen Mongolians, no matter one hundred or two hundred soldiers, they could easily defeat them.

"Leave a little something for them, let's record this place, continue to sail south for another two thousand miles, and then return, waiting for Chen Shuai's large army to arrive." Ma Gui raised his hand to sweep across the vast coast, turned around and shouted loudly to his subordinates on the ship: "Next year, you will all obtain land, forest farms, hunting grounds here, everyone has it!"
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