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Chapter 1,463 It’s over! On board the Mongolian pirate ship!

"Aguda! What is he talking about?"

"Haha! I couldn't understand the second half of what he said. But the first half was asking for help... He regarded our fleet as some kind of commanding chief of the Ming Dynasty... Then, he claimed to be the commander of the Harman tribe of the Ming Dynasty.

The chief, who is our ally, is asking us for reinforcements!…”

"...?! How could he think of us as the tribal chiefs of the Ming Dynasty? Could it be that his eyesight is better than that of a dog descendant, so he saw this official seal?..."

"Ha! Zu, it should be because of our big ship! On this big river, even the big tribes with two to three thousand people cannot build such a big ship! It is said that only the Ming Dynasty in the south has such a big ship!

…”

Maha Aguda grinned widely and held the sledgehammer at his waist. He stared at the six mature women in armor in front of the fleet with hunting eyes, and lowered his voice like lurking tigers and wolves.

"Zu! Send people off the boat! The prey has been brought to the door, how can you let it go? These are six fine war horses and six sets of southern armor! Don't you want a guide from the south? Catch this guy

, he must know a lot!…”

Hearing this, Zuvalo's eyes flashed, and he looked at the chief of the Harman Tribe, who held the copper seal high, and the five cavalrymen who came after him. These cavalrymen all wore strange-style cloth-covered iron armor with a front placket.

He looked at the camp a few miles away. The beast-like Jurchen tribe had broken open the gate of the camp and poured in in groups. The shouts and resistance in the camp began to weaken. And the three besieging tribes

, at this moment, they all separated the cavalry, and gathered together more than eighty cavalry, carrying slightly smaller cavalry bows, and approached the river vigilantly.

"Aguda... do you think we have a chance to repel these Jurchen tribes and save this village of several hundred people?"

"...! Zu! There are eight or nine hundred tribes on the opposite side, at least six hundred archers, and eighty cavalry! And the stronghold of the Harman Tribe has been destroyed!..."

Hearing Zuwaro's question, Maha Aguda showed shock on his face. This brother-in-law is sometimes cautious and timid, but when he really wants to be greedy, he is more courageous than anyone else!

"The master god who can fight! Right now, three hungry wolves in the forest have captured a fat deer by the river. The other wolf by the river saw it and wanted to come forward and share a piece of meat... Everyone will weigh it.

Weigh and compare our respective strengths and give up some of our prey! This is something we can discuss!…"

"But if we want to monopolize this fat deer so that they can't eat anything, then there's no need to talk about it! We have to fight and bite three hungry wolves like a tiger, until both sides are dripping with blood.

, to drive them all away! Look at the red eyes of those savages and hungry wolves, how can they be easily driven away? They will definitely fight to the death with us, fighting to the death for this prey! Even if we kill half of them,

It only helps them reduce the number of mouths they have to eat and increase the amount of meat they can eat!…”

"Witness the Lord God! If we get off the boat and fight to the death with these eight or nine hundred savage tribes... It's hard to say the final outcome, but the charge of these eighty cavalry alone, even if we are wearing armor, will probably cost us our lives.

Take a life in exchange!"

"! Are the charges of these wildling cavalry so powerful?..."

Hearing this, Zuvalo was really surprised. He looked at the wild Jurchen cavalry gathered in the distance. They were all tall and chaotic, and there was no order in sight.

However, the faces of each wild Jurchen cavalry were full of wild ferocity and fierceness, and they looked coldly towards the river. They wore flat leather hats and protected their necks with thick and long braids.

furs and stiffened bows

In addition to the arrows, they all carried armor-piercing bone stone hammers. And the horses under their crotches were all very tall Jurchen mountain horses. They looked like they were at least two meters tall, including the man and the horse. But they didn't know it, so they charged.

, what will it look like?

"Ten, twenty, forty...eighty wildling cavalry?..."

Zuvarro frowned. He had never seen nearly a hundred cavalry charging. But when he saw Aguma, who was always fearless, showing deep fear on his face... he could roughly understand the impact of this kind of charge.

It's so powerful, it will definitely be scary!

"Hmm...Aguda, as you said, I'll eat these six cavalry first!...However, don't turn your back and insist on it, keep these people in your hands..."

Zuvalo's expression moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised. He handed the copper seal in his hand to the hands of the tallest tiger slave, and then gave instructions.

"Tiger slave! You reply... Just say this..."

"Yes, Chief... Roar! We are the commander of the Manjing Guards... Mang Achan Ahu!... We will dock right now and come to rescue you!..."

"Ah?! It turned out to be the commander of the Manjing Guards, the envoy Qian Shi? Mang A Chan A Hu? Mang A Chan tribe?..."

Hearing the reply on the boat, the Harman chief Ali on the river beach widened his eyes, which was really incredible.

"What? Do the Manjing Guards in the north still exist?... Since the Nuergandusi was abolished, waves of savages went south. Didn't the guards from the lower reaches of the river to the mouth of the river fall one after another? We Ha'er Barbarian Guards

, should be the only canonized tribe in the north that still holds on to the end, right?... It has been more than ten years since I saw the Manjing Guards paying tribute to the south. Why did they suddenly appear again with three large ships?..."

Chief Harman looked hesitant, and clearly felt something was wrong. He looked at the armors on the ship, and the styles of those armors also looked strange. There were only a few of them, which were Ming army-style cardigans, and there were many more.

Most of them are cloth-faced armor. What’s even more weird is that the nail bubbles on the opponent’s cloth-faced armor are yellow. Could it be expensive and impractical bronze armor?

However, besides the Ming Dynasty, who else could build such a large ship? It couldn't be the Koreans south of the Yalu River, or the Mongols on the upper reaches of the westernmost tributary of the Heilongjiang River, right? The other party's accent was definitely Manchu.

! What's more, the copper seal held high in the hand of the tall warrior... There is no doubt that it is the commander's official seal given by the Ming Dynasty, exactly the same as the one in his hand!

"...Manjing Weidu commanded envoys...Mang'a Zen tribe..."

Chief Harman reined in his horse and stopped, taking the last five cavalrymen with him, hesitating by the river. At the moment, behind him were the cavalry gathered by the wild Jurchens, and in front of him was the vast river. Where could he go?

After just a moment's hesitation, three flat-bottomed longships had already approached and lowered the heavy gangplank. Then, a dozen armored warriors, including the warrior holding the bronze seal and another majestic man, came closer.

.

"The copper seal! It's our command chief's! Take it and look!...The enemy's cavalry is coming! Hurry! Get on the boat!..."

Chief Harman was dumbfounded. He looked at the tall tiger slave and stuffed the official seal of the commander of the Manjing Guards directly into his arms! He hurriedly took it and subconsciously checked the inscriptions on the official seal when he felt his waist

For a moment, the tiger slave forcibly carried him down. Then, the strong Xiong Da led his horse, and the tall tiger slave pulled him, almost semi-forcibly, and carried him onto the long ship!

"Get on the boat! Get on the boat quickly!..."

As for the remaining five cavalry, they were also surrounded by groups of soldiers and were forced to take them separately to three ships. Some people had already noticed that something was wrong, but under the spears, heavy axes and bones of the soldiers,

In front of them, in front of the big bows and heavy arrows pointed at them on the ship, they could not say anything, and they had no time to do anything.

"Friends, take out your weapons!..."

The soldiers carried the six cavalrymen onto the long boat, took the horses away immediately, and took away the weapons from the cavalrymen's waists. At this time, the expression of the Harman chief Ali's face had changed again and again.

I found myself on a pirate ship!

"What is this? What is this?!..."

Behind the side of the ship, many archers and soldiers were seen, all with thick and long braids, clearly looking like they were giving birth to girls. Of course, Manjingwei is located in the northernmost part, and there are a large number of Jurchen tribes, so there is nothing wrong with it. But apart from the number of people

In addition to half of them being girls, there is also a hooded archer with a quarter-round face, who looks like a Mongolian!

As for the last quarter, although they also have black hair and black eyes, their faces are very deep. They are obviously different from the appearance of the other troops, and their background cannot be seen at all. But what is certain is that all the soldiers on the ship are wearing

There is a fierce and powerful aura, and each of them is a murderous elite!…

"It's over! There is such a big ship, but it's not from the Ming Dynasty... These people can't be... from the Mongolian tribes in the west?... This... This is simply out of the wolf's mouth and into the tiger's den!..."

After discovering that something was wrong on the ship, the Harman chief Ali felt bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to speak again and shouted for help. He lowered his head and saluted the chief-looking Zuvalo, still pretending to be close.

said with a look.

"Holy Emperor! The Ha'er Barbarian Guard commanded the envoy Qian Shi Ali. Thank you for your help! The Ha'er Barbarian Guard and the Manjing Guard have been friendly for generations, and their ancestors have also had contacts... Although they have not seen each other for more than ten years, but

We met today and we still feel so close to each other!…”

"well!…"

Zuvarro smiled, and imitated the way of the Harman chief, and cupped his hands. The other person spoke Manchu too fast and urgently, and he didn't understand much. It was not convenient to ask others at the moment, so he just smiled vaguely.

"Everyone is fine! We are all friends!...You take off your armor and rest first! Let me save people!..."

"Ah? This accent?..."

Hearing Zuwaro's unfamiliar and strange accent, Chief Harman felt even colder. He concluded that these were a group of Mongolians pretending to be the commander of the capital! Mongolian tribes have been infiltrating Liaodong. Since the Tumu Fort

At the beginning of the revolution, the three powerful Duoyan guards in the northwest of Liao Dynasty had all rebelled and moved to the Mongolian side. And the Uuliangha Wanhu further north, that is, the Ulianghai tribes of the people in the forest, had become Dayan Khan's best warriors.

One of the 10,000 households, they continue to expand their grazing land to the northeast...

At present, the vast inner and outer northeast and west are all owned by the Mongolian tribes, while the north is defeated by the barbarians from the south. The Ming Dynasty has established a border defense line in the south of Liaodong, and used the extremely loyal Jurchen tribes as a peripheral barrier in the middle

.Any Jurchen tribe willing to pay tribute will be canonized and rewarded...

The biggest purpose of the Ming Dynasty's generous rewards and restraints on the Jurchen tribes was to prevent these brave and refractory fishing and hunting tribes from being lured away by the Mongols and joining in the harassment and plunder of the hinterland of Liaodong. Simply put, in Mongolia

Under the threat of the Jurchen tribe, the various Jurchen tribes had the value of united front, so that everyone in the Ming Dynasty would rather reward more property and official positions to appease...

"Remove armor and rest? This?...Yes! Yes!...It's up to you!..."

Harman Chief Nuonuo responded twice, and then Xiong Dahu Nuo removed his armor and took him aside, where he was surrounded by a group of warriors.

"Put up the planks! Ready the bows and arrows!..."

The landed warriors all returned, and the heavy gangplank was put away. Three large ships were parked on the shore, and archers from all races lined up along the sides of the ship, waiting for the reaction of the savage tribes on the shore.

“Da da da!…”

Soon, about eighty wild Jurchen cavalry, led by three chiefs, rushed around the river beach. Behind the cavalry, there were one or two hundred wild man archers, spreading out and approaching, as if preparing to attack.

of wolves.

"stop!…"

Seeing the rows of large bows on the side of the ship, the strongest chief raised his arms to stop the cavalry. Then, he stared at the groups of armored archers on the ship, counting them all.

Two hundred of them, showing vigilance and fear. Finally, he looked at the six horses on the boat reluctantly, and shouted at the tribe on the boat from a distance of more than a hundred steps.

"Which tribe are you from?! This is the prey we worked so hard to hunt! Hand over the six horses and armor!..."

Zuwaro carefully observed the savage Jurchens on the shore and signaled Maha Aguda to reply. To deal with these savage tribes, he had to look at the fierce and brave chief Aguda who was also a savage.

"Ha! We are the Dafaha tribe! We are a tribe by the river! The wolves in the forest hunt around each other, each with his own teeth and skills, and all the wolves he sees have a share! What tribe do you belong to! How dare you come to rob us?

Meat in your mouth?…”

"..."

In Manchu, "Dafaha" means salmon, which means "fishing tribe". Hearing this familiar method of communication, the strongest chieftain was startled, and then looked at the rest of the people.

The two chiefs and the three of them looked at each other, knowing that they had met their true kinsmen, the real "wolf pack" coming from the north. The three of them discussed in low voices for a while, and then the strong leader of the chiefs came forward and shouted loudly at the fleet.

road.

"We are the tribes of Udiha! We are the tribes in the forest! It took us so much effort to surround this prey, and dozens of warriors died before we could break their stronghold!...You guys can do anything.

I didn’t do it, but I picked up a big piece of ‘meat’ when I came up!…”

"Roar! According to the rules in the forest, you have to hand over the meat! Or prove that you are a real wolf with sharp teeth and are qualified to eat meat with us!..."

"Haha! Okay! I'll prove it to you now! ... Our teeth are very sharp! This small piece of meat can't fill our stomachs, we have to eat more! ..."

Maha Aguda laughed loudly and patted his chest vigorously. Then he took the heavy stone hammer in his hand, swung it in a circle, ran two steps, and threw it on the river beach!

"Go!..."

"Bang!…"

The heavy stone hammer drew an arc from the ship, flew about twenty steps, and hit the sand on the beach, making a loud "bang" sound! The sand on the beach splashed, causing the two horses in the front to

The horses stepped up their hooves a little uneasily.

"Da da!..."

The three chiefs' eyes widened when they saw such an amazing tiger power. However, what was even more astonishing was yet to come. Maha Aguda let out a roar and slowly opened his fifteen-power handle, which weighed a full two hundred pounds.

The huge bow. Accompanied by the heart-wrenching sound of firing the bow, a thick and long arrow was already aimed at the leader of the chief Wudiha. And Maha Aguda narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth coldly, as if

He roared like a violent tiger and loosened the extremely heavy bowstring!

"Roar!...Death!..."


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