Chapter 181: From now on, there will be no more Jurchens
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The second supply finally arrived, which surprised all the soldiers in the Mobei Protectorate Fortress who were already running low on supplies.
Luo Guanzhong also excitedly put on his dog-skin robe and rushed out of the den.
On the distant southern horizon, amid the vast expanse of white snow, appeared a moving cavalry holding high the red flag of the bright sun and moon.
As the distance gradually approached, the size of the cavalry also became larger and larger.
Luo Guanzhong and others stood on the camp wall, looking at the teams that were only gradually approaching, and couldn't help but express surprise and shock.
"For such a large cavalry team, I don't know how many supplies are needed!"
Soon, Luo Guanzhong sent his soldiers to respond.
When the horse team carrying supplies arrived at the Mobei Protectorate Fortress, everyone was overjoyed.
Because the horse team transporting the supplies this time included thousands of carriages and horses.
A large amount of food, gunpowder, cotton clothing, salt and other supplies were delivered.
After Luo Guanzhong counted the supplies, he immediately ordered them to be distributed to his soldiers.
In addition to adequate rations, each soldier was also assigned ten cans in transparent glass bottles.
Most of the soldiers in the Mobei Protectorate have never seen such a strange thing.
They held it in their hands one by one, not knowing what it was.
Many soldiers couldn't help drooling. They saw that the glass bottles were crystal clear, and inside were red and green fruit-like things.
The soldiers didn't know what it was, so they all came to ask Luo Guanzhong.
Luo Guanzhong, as an officer who had been in Yingtian Mansion in the capital for many years, naturally knew that this was the canned fruit that the Ming Dynasty had just begun to equip the army with.
"This is canned yellow peaches."
"This is canned pears."
"This is a can of hawthorn."
After hearing that these were cans, the soldiers of the Mobei Protectorate all opened their eyes in shock. They hugged the ten cans tightly in their hands, showing expressions of surprise.
They never imagined that on this Mobei grassland where droplets of water turn into ice, they could actually see fruits that are only available in summer.
Especially these fruits are all placed in crystal clear glass bottles, making them look extremely precious.
"His Royal Highness the King cares about our brothers, and everyone has a share in these cans."
"If you eat this stuff, you won't get that poisonous blood disease."
"Don't be reluctant to eat it. From now on, the court will send it to you every month."
"Every batch of supplies from now on will have this can!"
After hearing what Luo Guanzhong said, the soldiers of the Mobei Protectorate were even more delighted.
However, this still does not reduce how much they value these cans.
In the following three days, only a few soldiers took the lead and opened the cans for consumption, allowing the soldiers to taste the deliciousness of the cans.
The sweet canned food, like honey, moistened the throats of these soldiers, making them feel a little bit of happiness in the bitter cold of the Mobei Protectorate.
When the farming people conquered the grasslands, they had to use canned foods to prevent scurvy caused by vitamin deficiency.
Starting from this winter, the Mobei Protectorate of the Ming Dynasty officially took root on the grassland while eating canned food.
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Chapter 393 Aqina’s Return to Hometown
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty in the Mobei Protectorate, with sufficient material supplies and the ambition to make great achievements, finally survived the first winter in Mobei in the face of cold wind, ice and snow.
In the fifth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, spring.
When the warm spring breeze melted the ice and snow, another military order came from Peiping.
Zhu Han has decided to formally establish the Mobei Protectorate in Mobei, and build ten fortresses of various sizes in the eastern grasslands of Mobei to station the Ming army and maintain the stability of the local tribes.
Zhu Han's layout in Mobei was still based on fortresses one by one, and then connected the Mongolian tribes loyal to the Ming Dynasty to form a unified whole.
However, it is an arduous task for the Mobei Protectorate to establish ten fortresses with garrisoned troops.
Because Luo Guanzhong, the protector of the Mobei Protectorate, currently only has more than 3,000 soldiers under his command.
According to Zhu Han's plan, ten forts would require 15,000 soldiers.
Although these 15,000 soldiers are not very many for the Peiping Capital Division.
But Mobei is located in a remote area, and not many Ming soldiers are willing to station themselves on the grasslands.
Regarding how to expand the troops of the Mobei Protectorate, Zhu Han immediately came up with other methods.
After this Yuerhai battle, the Jurchen tribe soldiers recruited into the Ming army performed well.
After these Jurchen soldiers joined the Ming army, inspired by their military exploits and rewards, they all worked hard to get ahead. It can be said that they integrated very thoroughly.
So Zhu Han already had his own plan. He ordered the Jurchen soldiers in the Mobei Protectorate to take a three-month leave and let them return to their respective tribes to recruit soldiers.
Every time a soldier is recruited, a reward of five taels of silver is given to them.
Moreover, if these recruited Jurchen soldiers achieved military merit after joining the Ming army, the soldiers who recruited them could also receive a bounty of five taels of silver.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward!
After Aqina, Seth Hei and other Jurchen soldiers heard this order from the imperial court, they all geared up and wanted to bring out the young tribesmen from their hometowns to join the army.
After all, the dangers of crawling around in those deep mountains and old forests, fighting with tigers, bears and wits, are no less dangerous than on the battlefield.
And in terms of food, clothing and accommodation, the Ming army's life as a soldier was much better than that of the Jurchen tribe.
Just like that, under the compensated leave system.
Aqina obtained the qualification to return to his hometown to visit relatives. Aqina took his luggage and traveled with the supply transport team through the Gobi Desert in the south, first returning to the camp in Yingchang Prefecture.
Aqina packed all the wealth he had accumulated into a pack horse and did not even finish it.
Later, he simply hired a carriage and bought a lot of wine, meat, cloth, salt and other supplies.
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After seven or eight days of walking.
Aqina drove the carriage and finally returned to the Jurchen tribe located under the woods of Baishan Mountain.
After two years of garrisoning in Liaoyang, the Ming army had already eliminated the bandits and thieves in the mountains.
Therefore, Aqina's journey was uneventful.
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When he entered the valley of his tribe, several children wearing Jurchen tribal clothes ran past him.
Seeing someone in front, Aqina stood on the carriage and shouted excitedly.
The children were a little curious when they heard it. After hearing these shouts, they immediately came forward happily and excitedly.
They recognized Aqina.
"Brother Aqina is back!"
"Brother Aqina is back!"
Under the propaganda of these children, all the men and women from the surrounding tribes gathered around.
At this time, Aqina was wearing a gorgeous silk cotton-padded jacket with a huge fox tail scarf around his neck, making him look very nouveau riche.
This outfit is as dignified as the wealthy Han merchants in that city.
The men and women in this Jurchen tribe are all weathered, and standing together with Aqina, in comparison, they are like slaves.
Many people cast envious looks at Aqina.
Seeing how wealthy Aqina was now, everyone asked Aqina how he got rich.
Aqina said with a smile: "You have forgotten, you don't know what I did! Serving as a soldier for the Ming Dynasty not only provides you with monthly military pay, but also military merit rewards for winning battles.
For more than a year, you still have money to settle down, so it’s hard not to be rich!”
Aqina's words immediately made the surrounding tribes and villagers exclaim in envy.
With this curiosity, they asked Aqina more questions.
"Brother Aqina, are the military pay of the Ming army high?"
"Brother Aqina, how much reward can you get for winning a battle on the battlefield?"
"Brother Aqina, now that you are back, can you take me to join the army when you leave?"
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Faced with this series of questions, Aqina knew that his trip home was not in vain.
The task of recruiting soldiers cannot be too simple.
In fact, since the Ming army occupied Liaoyang Province and drove away the Mongols, the living conditions of the entire Jurchen tribe have undergone earth-shaking changes.
The original Mongols did not care much about the various Jurchen tribes under their rule. As long as they handed over a certain amount of fur ginseng and other mountain products on time every year, they left it alone.
At most, when the war is critical, people are sent to select young men from various tribes to serve as cannon fodder.
However, since the Ming army ruled this area, they began to strictly manage each tribe.
Not only did they delineate the scope of activities of each tribe and not allow them to move at will, but they also counted the number of men and women in each tribe.
At the same time, wars and mergers between tribes were strictly prohibited.
Many weak tribes gradually settled down, and the Jurchens began to live a normal life, and they had more contact with those cities and towns.
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Once you have this contact, all kinds of new worries in life will come one after another, among which the most important worry is only one word.
poverty!
Although these Jurchen tribes are all in dense forests with abundant products, in this day and age, those mountain products such as ginseng and mink skins will not be sold at high prices here. At most, they can be exchanged for some urgently needed medicinal materials, food, and salt.
and ironware, etc.
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Therefore, the Jurchen tribe still lived a very hard life.
Now that they see Aqi coming back in well-dressed clothes, just like those wealthy Han merchants in the city, how can they not be moved?
Aqina didn't hold anything back, and immediately told the story of what he saw and heard among the Ming army amidst the compliments of everyone, adding even more detail.
Almost everyone was shocked by Aqina's magnificent military experience.
Especially, when they heard that the Ming army received five taels of silver for every head they captured of a Mongolian enemy, everyone took a breath!
"Five taels of silver!"
"A good bearskin can't even be sold for five taels of silver!"
An old Jurchen hunter with a vicissitudes of life on his face let out an exclamation.
In fact, a bear skin in complete and good condition could be sold for a sky-high price of five hundred taels if it were sold in Yingtian Mansion.
However, in Liaodong, where there are forests and snowy plains, those black-hearted businessmen can only give them five taels of silver at most when they buy bear skins from the Jurchens.
For Jurchen hunters, hunting a ferocious black bear is no less dangerous than going to the battlefield.
So I heard that an enemy's head is worth five taels of silver.
Everyone was thinking of joining the Ming Army as soldiers.
At this time, several other Jurchen youths asked Aqina if there were any other ways to make money in the military camp.
Aqina smiled and patted their heads, and then said, "You idiots, just the heads of the Mongolians are enough to make a fortune, what other ways are you thinking of!"
"Besides, I won't hide it from you, the reward is only five taels of silver, but now I heard it will increase even more!"
"Not long ago, the Mongols were defeated by our Ming Dynasty at Yuerhai. Except for those who surrendered obediently, the remaining rebels ran far away!"
"I heard that if I kill another person in the future, it will already rise to eighty taels of silver!"
Aqina's words caused another sensation!
"What? Eight taels of silver?!"
Everyone was shocked by the price!
They work hard to hunt prey for several months, but generally they can't earn so much money.
After hearing Aqina's narration, the entire Jurchen tribe, men, women, old and young, were all exclaimed in surprise!
They cast extremely envious glances at Aqina.
In fact, even the elders of the tribe were like little fans, following Aqina asking questions.
However, amidst the enthusiastic calls of "Aqina Big Brother" and "Aqina Big Brother", Aqina suddenly did something that impressed the tribal villagers even more.
He suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to stop the crowd's noise, and then announced loudly.
"There is one more thing I want to tell you. I am now a third-level sergeant in the Mobei Protectorate of the Ming Dynasty!"
"In the army, I am no longer called Aqina!"
Aqina's words aroused everyone's confusion. The tribe elder asked, "If your name is not Aqina, what is your name?"
Aqina smiled and said, "I now have an official name registered in the register. My current surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Jin!"
"Zhao Jin?"
When these Jurchen men and women heard this name, they were all shocked on the spot!
They never thought that Aqina from the original tribe would turn out to be a Han Chinese.
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At this time, the elder of the tribe showed a thoughtful look in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Yes! Yes! Zhao Jin, our tribe really has this legend. Our ancestors migrated from the Central Plains, and they were once a big player in the Central Plains."
Official, if his surname is Zhao, it may not be impossible."
Aqina immediately cast admiring glances at the elder for being so cooperative.
Aqina then said, "If you want to follow me to join the Ming Dynasty and become a soldier and make a fortune, you must change your name to a Han Chinese name, otherwise the Ming Dynasty army will not accept you."
After hearing that Aqinaken promised to take them to join the army and make a fortune, who cares about the names of these Jurchen tribesmen?
"Brother Aqina, whatever you say will be whatever you say!"
"Yes! We all listen to you!"
"No matter what the name is, we will call it whatever you want us to call it!"
Upon seeing this, Aqina nodded with satisfaction and said to everyone, "Okay, from now on you will be called Zhao Wu, you will be called Zhao Long, you will be called Zhao Hu, you will be called Zhao Xiong, you will be called Zhao Hu, you will be called.
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Later, Aqina gave them some Han names based on each of their Jurchen names.
This time Aqina returned to the tribe to recruit Jurchen soldiers, and it was not just words and actions.
He asked the tribal elders to send a few people to move the supplies carried on his carriage.
