The scene was tragic, followed by a brief period of calm.
The Chukotka people finally started celebrating wildly.
Win!
We won!
It’s so difficult!
They have lost the village of Dukuba for two hundred years! The Chukotka people have always kept aloof from the world and have never been willing to fight with others. They just want to live their own good life.
However, this world is so cruel, and the jungle is so strong. If you don't hit others, but when you are weak, others will hit you.
So, the Chukchi people suffered like this for a hundred or two hundred years.
One or two hundred years...
The population of the Chukotka people has dropped sharply from tens of thousands to 20,000.
In the village of Dukuba, and even in other villages, the descendants of their former relatives have long since changed their faces. They have long since believed in Orthodox Christianity, and have long since become Tsarist Russians. In their hearts, Chuko has long since disappeared.
The blood of strange people.
But today...
They finally took back their land, their glory, and their dignity.
"marvelous!"
"Woooooooooo..."
"Finally drove away these bandits!"
"Hoo ho ho!"
"Hoo ho ho!"
The Chukchi people began to sing and dance. In this environment where corpses were everywhere and rivers of blood flowed, the scene of singing and dancing like this was quite inconsistent.
The villagers who came to chase the Cossacks were also very happy.
They finally drove away the bandits who had ruled them for a hundred or two hundred years. Finally, their wives and children at home no longer had to worry about whether they would be kidnapped, humiliated, and mutilated by these bandits at some point.
The Chukotka, under the leadership of Narisong, finally marched towards Dokuba.
The village chief of Doukuba had already been waiting in the village square with his militiamen and villagers.
"Our Khan, you finally remember your people who are struggling in dire straits!"
The village chief led the militiamen, and the villagers shouted one after another.
As Liu Zheng once said, you will know honor and disgrace if you have enough food and clothing, and you will know etiquette if you have enough food and clothing. In Siberia, for these humans, eating enough is the biggest problem. Their concept of family and country is not complex at all. So no matter
Do they believe in Orthodox Christianity? In other words, they have no need to continue to believe in Orthodox Christianity. As long as the Chukchi people help them drive away the bandits and help them feed them, the Chukchi people can rule them. They are willing to give Chukchi people
The rule of strange people.
The world is so realistic.
The world is so cruel.
That day, Risong also took a deep breath excitedly.
It's too difficult.
It's really too difficult.
The Chukchi people have been really suffering these years. To what extent? They can only be beaten by the Cossack cavalry and hide in the deep mountains and old forests. They dare not show up at all. If they show up, they will die, and if they show up, they will be beaten!
Once upon a time, they also had their own glory, once upon a time, they also had their own villages, and once upon a time, they also had their own base areas.
He had forgotten how long it had been since his people had lived in the village.
They are really just like savages, living in the mountains, in the ice fields, and in places where birds don't poop.
But if they had a village, they wouldn't be like this.
"good!"
"Okay! Everyone, rest where you are and remember our discipline!"
That day Rison laughed loudly and followed the village chief to the administrative center.
The village chief actually felt a little uneasy when he saw so many black devils. He was afraid that as soon as the Cossack cavalry left, these people would turn into the bandits they feared. However, the fact was that there were not. These five thousand black devils
Jun suddenly sat in the square, so quiet, showing no offense to the villagers in the village.
This scene is undoubtedly shocking.
Because these villagers are used to being robbed, used to being bullied, and used to being suppressed.
Suddenly a group of troops came and were so polite to them, which made them a little uncomfortable.
For a time, the people of Doukuba, both men and women, old and young, gathered around the square and started pointing at these black-clad troops. From being cautious at the beginning, to being unscrupulous later, even some children were still
In the square, I ran around like a butterfly, fully satisfying my curiosity about these uncles.
The Chukchi people are indeed organized and disciplined nowadays.
If the commander refuses to move, they will not move.
In this way, the Black Knights once again won the favor of the people, and for a time, their reputation soared in the Siberian region.