There is indeed strength in numbers. In just three days, these workers recruited more than 400 people.

Zirhalang conducted a careful screening and eliminated those guys who looked like smokers. Russia is located in the high cold and does not produce things like tobacco at all. It is even less likely that there are such unnatural things as poppies. If you want to

These things can only be purchased from Daming at high prices.

Jierhalang didn’t want to buy them cigarettes all over the world!

Three hundred and thirty-six people, this was the final number. Zirhalang gave them three months' wages as settlement allowance, and then put them on a ship bound for St. Petersburg.

"Master! Why don't you leave?" Na Hai looked at the ship leaving the port, then turned back to look at his master.

"Let's go overland and go north along India. Dorgon heard that the Western Regions are not peaceful. Let's go there and see if we can cause some trouble for the Ming Dynasty. You go buy some horses and some dry food. Let's go there

Take a good look at what India has become in the hands of the Ming Dynasty." When Jilharang saw the state of Bombay, an idea came to his mind.

"Hey!" Nahai responded and went to do things according to Jierhalang's instructions.

After walking out of Mumbai, the hell on earth, Jilharan was surprised to find that life in rural India was actually pretty good. If Mumbai is hell on earth, this place can be called paradise.

Nothing else. Farmers generally have land to farm. They live a very stable life, and the more diligent ones even raise chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs.

Jilharang saw a few children and a few chickens picking up things to eat together on the ground. And the further north you go, the further away from Mumbai, the more comfortable your life becomes.

What was once the Indian continent has now become a fragmented group of small countries. Jilharang doesn't even know how many states there are in India now.

Jirharang was surprised to find that the small kings of those countries did not collect much taxes from farmers. They were even light!

As the country gets smaller, the number of state institutions decreases accordingly. Just like managing a county requires far fewer people than managing a province.

With fewer management agencies, expenses will be smaller.

As for the expenses of the extravagant kings, the expenses are completely provided by the mines within the country. Almost all of these mines were contracted by the Ming Dynasty, and the kings of the small countries did not have to do anything.

Just eat, drink and have fun all day long in the mines.

With less taxes, farmers have settled down. Compared with poor Mumbai, this place is actually a prosperous scene.

There were many naked children running on the ground, who looked to be only two or three years old. It seemed that life had improved and women seemed to be able to give birth. Jilharang estimated that India would quickly make up for the population losses caused by the war.

As long as there is enough food, Indians are as fertile as mice.

I have to say that Li Xiao's move was really powerful. He managed to defeat the kings of those countries and ensured their lives. These people also looked down upon the peasants' small money!

This is like a person holding a chicken leg in his hand, who is crazy and then removes the thigh of a grasshopper and eats it.

As for how the little kings of these countries will survive after the mining of those mines is completed, this is not within the Ming Dynasty's consideration.

Anyway, it will have been stable for a long time, and everyone will have enough people under their control. It seems reasonable to have another big melee to consume the population.

Otherwise, according to the Indian way of life, sooner or later the population will exceed the carrying capacity of the land.

There will naturally be poverty among those who are rich, and those countries without mines will be in a worse situation. However, most countries without mines are in plain areas. There are many farmlands in the plains, so they are naturally rich in population.

It doesn't matter, people are mines. Although we don't have mines, we have people who go out to work as miners. The Ming Dynasty pays wages based on head, and of course the leaders of the country have to cut off several percent of this wage.

But at least some was left for the workers, and everyone was living a decent life.

Walking all the way north, the idea that Jilharang once had was now completely abandoned. He thought that India was all like Bombay. If that was the case, he could talk to the leaders of those small states.

Give them some benefits and let them stand up and resist the tyranny of the Ming Dynasty.

Now it seems that this trip was in vain. But if you take a look, you can at least understand what India is like now.

In Queen Catherine's eyes, she still likes India very much. The main reason is that Dorgon always whispers in her ears how populous India is and how rich its mineral resources are.

If an empire wants to rise, population and minerals are hard indicators.

I walked north along India for more than a month before arriving at the Ili Valley. It was summer in the Ili Valley, and on the green grassland, I couldn't even see a yurt for a long distance.

Sometimes human skeletons can be seen in the grass.

After walking for five days, Jilharang finally saw a Uyghur man. Interestingly, this Uyghur man could actually speak Mongolian.

This is not surprising. Back then, this was the territory of the Jungar Khanate, and most of the people here could speak Mongolian.

"Where have all the people here gone?" Jilharang took the milk tea from the bearded Uyghur man's hand, dipped his fingers in it and flicked it twice.

"Humans? Mongols?" The old man named Maimaiti asked strangely.

"Yes! I used to come here to collect leather goods and met many Mongolians. There were many more people here than now!"

"Oh!" Maimaiti responded, feeling relieved.

"They're all dead!" Maimaiti sighed.

"If I hadn't been a Uyghur, I might have died. The Han people came and brought another group of Mongolians with them. Those Mongolians killed all the Mongolians here!

That was four or five years ago. It was miserable! It was really miserable. There were flying gods in the sky. There were teams of cavalry on the ground, killing anyone they saw.

All the people of Galdan Khan who did not follow him were killed. The Ili Valley, the former Zhungar Khanate, now only has a place name left.

I heard that from here to Xingxing Gorge, there is no Mongolian.

Last year, some Han Chinese with guns began to arrive, saying they were some kind of land reclamation division. Those people were very fierce, and we didn't dare to go to them. We would be beaten!

But you Japanese people have no problem, they will not attack Koreans and Japanese people. Those Mongolians who are good with them will not be beaten either.

You can even supply supplies at their place, but you have to pay." As he gets older, his family members all go out to graze. Old man Maimaiti is very talkative!

Jilharang felt tight in his heart, so cruel!

In the Jungar Khanate under Galdan's rule, there were more than three million people, old and young, in total. In just four or five years, they were killed with swords and axes.

Looking back at the pasture, Jierhalang felt chilled. The grass grew so lush, it turned out that it was all fed by human flesh.

"It's impossible for them all to die! There are so many Mongolians." Jierhalang asked with a blue face.

"Almost all of them died, and no one could survive. Not only was there killing here, but some people went to Samarkand and were killed by people there. There were also people who fled to India and were also killed.

Some people want to escape to the plateau, but they have to cross the mountains. I see that nine out of ten people are frozen into ice sculptures. There is no way to survive, and all roads are blocked.

Those people said that the Generalissimo of the Ming Dynasty wanted the Zhungeer people to die." Maimaiti looked at the endless grassland, and now they were the only family within a hundred miles.

As for grazing, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't go to the Han people.

"Hey...! I still have many Zhungeer friends here, who would have thought that they would actually...!"

"Guests from afar, don't be sad...!" Maimaiti was talking when suddenly two people came running over on horseback from a distance.

Jirhalang also heard the sound of horse hooves and followed the sound and looked over.

Soon, two horses ran up to them. There were two sturdy knights on them, and they seemed to be Uighurs.

"Abba! Hurry up and hitch up the car. We caught a dozen yellow sheep over there. Hahaha!" One of the knights jumped off the horse with a smile and waved to Jierhalang as a greeting.

"I killed so many yellow sheep at once, hahaha, good, good!" Old Man Maimaiti smiled from ear to ear.

Jirharang looked at the Weiwuer man carefully, and suddenly shouted: "Talihutai!"

The Weur man's body immediately froze, and the saber in his hand was drawn out as fast as lightning.

But Na Hai moved even faster, pulled out the box cannon and opened the nose of the machine with a "click". The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Tali Hutai. If he dared to move again, he would be beaten into a hole.

Almost at the same time, Jilharang's entourage all pulled out the revolvers in their hands. This kind of thing is very widely circulated in the market. Nowadays, European nobles no longer use swords in duels but use this kind of thing.

A saber cannot compete with a pistol in any way, not to mention that a distance of about ten meters is the most suitable shooting distance for a pistol.

"Who are you?" The saber in his hand lowered helplessly. According to the current situation, if his saber didn't hit anyone, his head would be shot into a rotten watermelon.

"Haha!" Jierhalang waved his hand, and Nahai and the others put down their guns but stared at Talihutai.

"Talihutai, you don't remember me. I am Jierhalang, and you served as my bodyguard for two days."

"You are...! Master Jierhalang." Talihutai looked at Jierhalang in surprise. Just a minute ago, he thought he was dead.

"Can't you recognize it?" Jierhalang asked with a smile.

"You are dressed like a Japanese, I really can't recognize you. Why are you back? This place is very dangerous. There is a Han settlement more than a hundred miles away from here, and there are more than a hundred Han people living in it."

Talihutai finally recognized Jierhalang.

"Sit down and tell me where your people have gone."

"Beregutai, you and Abba get on the cart and go pull the sheep back. If it takes too long, they will be eaten by wolves. Tonight, we will roast the whole sheep and eat it." Talihutai ordered to his younger brother.

As soon as there was a sound, my younger brother Belegutai immediately ran over to hit the car.

"Stop working for me, old man. You can follow Na Hai to help." Jierhalang winked at Na Hai.

"Hey!" Nahai nodded quickly and took two people to help Belegutai set up the car.

"Your father just said that all the Mongolians nearby were killed. What's going on?"

"Lord Jilharang, I really didn't expect to see you again. You don't know something, since Lord Galdan was defeated.

The Han people joined forces with the Horqin Mongolians and the Khalkha Mongols to encircle and suppress the Jungar people. There were airships in the sky and horse teams on the ground.

They killed the Jungar people whenever they saw them, and every piece of grassland was soaked with blood. Many people ran away at first, but no matter whether they ran to Samarkan or India, they would be caught and killed.

Seeing the Ming people getting closer and closer, we found a small road that could bypass the mountains and head to southern Xinjiang!

The land in southern Xinjiang is far less fertile than that in northern Xinjiang, and it is the territory of the Weigur people. Master Cewang convinced the leader of the Weigur people, so we became the Weigur people.

Our family stayed here just to gather the scattered tribesmen on the small road to go to southern Xinjiang. Now seeing that fewer and fewer scattered tribesmen are coming back, we will soon withdraw to southern Xinjiang.
To be continued...