Sha…Shasha…

The huge broom made of willow branches swept back and forth, smoothing the deep horse's hoof seal again. Although the five regiments of 4,000 Dongjiang Army were not qualified as the main combat troops, they were no less than any elite troops in the court. The workers' discipline advantages were undoubtedly revealed. The soldiers from coal miners were biting the copper coins in their mouths and saying nothing. The whole army was like a ghost, walking through the dense plains and forests on both sides of the river bank, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It is said that a dog who can bark will not bite people! It is also a big blame for Mao Jue's croaking fiercely, but he did not take the initiative to attack at once, so that these Mongolian tribes equate Dongjiang with the Ming army on the Jiubian. The people of Dongjiang guarded the city and fortresses and fought a battle with the Mongolian warriors! Under this thinking, this Mongolian tribe relaxed. In addition to organizing people to go north from time to time to fight the plundering war that could not take advantage, they should be grazed in the Songhua River Basin, drink milk tea, and live a comfortable life, without any atmosphere of war.

This also gives Sun Chuanting an excellent sports space.

It is the third day to lie down along the Songhua River.

The bright moonlight shone brightly from the west, and a bush rustled again, and several heads emerged from under the trees.

"Military leader, that's it!"

Compared with the previous few days, Yuan Dabao was a little sluggish, but Zhou Chun's belly and his eyes were round. The advantages of coal workers were reflected here, and it was not a problem to reverse these black and white.

Holding the combat binoculars distributed by Dongjiang and looking at the Mongolian tribe in front of him, Sun Chuanting couldn't help but nodded secretly. Compared with the scattered Mongolian tribe a few days ago, this tribe was not only several times more crowded tonight, but also orderly. In addition to the fences of animals, there were two more fences around the camp yurts, and there were also soldiers who were much more well-equipped, wearing iron armor and spears patrolling back and forth.

This scale, even if it is not the target of this trip, is one of the important leaders of this Mongolian tribe, and it is worth taking action.

Subconsciously, Sun Chuanting nodded calmly.

War is not always a bloody battle. The marching and waiting before the war are the most afflicting. Seeing Sun Chuanting finally nodding, Yuan Dabao said hurriedly with excitement.

"I will go and greet my brothers immediately!"

But what made him vomit blood was that Sun Chuanting still shook his head slowly.

"Don't worry!"

This is already the border of the Songnen Plain, next to the Dahei Mountain hills, and pulled out from the tribal edge not far from the river. Sun Chuanting climbed up the nearby nameless hills with a telescope and looked down from a high place.

Here, the tributaries of the Songhua River ended the soothing journey on the long plain and squeezed into the narrow hills. The steep and towering valleys also formed with the flow of water.

Unlike Chen Qiyu who was declining when he met the valley, Sun Chuanting was prosperous when he met the valley. His greatest merit in his life, the Black Waters captured the King of War. Looking at the steep hilly valleys, a vague excitement also bloomed on his old face, which had grown a lot whiter and spread out all wrinkles.

"It's OK!"

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It is said that the wandering people are brave and good at fighting, but no matter how brave and good at fighting, they are also militias, rather than professional professional troops that are extremely nervous for twenty-five hours a day. At two or three o'clock in the morning, the tent of Korqin's military formation became silent. Taiji's personal soldiers fell asleep against the edge of the tent, and the ordinary yurts around the periphery were even snoring loudly. Even the shepherd dogs drooped their front paws and drooped their sleep.

However, the hearing and smell of canine animals is hundreds of times faster than that of humans. To the east, a shepherd dog suddenly raised its head as if it was a nightmare. Then, it twitched its nose and looked behind it. Then, the beast's hideous mouth opened, its mouth trembled violently, obviously the beginning of its about to roar.

But under such a skill, a puff sound was not much bigger than fart and suddenly rang out, half of the head flew out, and the animal was kicking its legs and losing its breath.

But on the other end, a flame was also lifted up, and it was quickly thrown to the ground and stepped on it a few times. It was full of depression. Yuan Dabao rubbed his painful palms behind his back, muttering depressedly.

"This broken thing is really a one-off!"

The principle of the silencer of the barrel in later generations was that it was covered with small holes. When the bullet was out of the bore, the sound waves rubbed against the holes into energy to reduce the sound. However, Mao Jue did not have the ability to develop honeycomb metals full of small holes, so the material was not enough to have IQ rewards. Nowadays, the most porous material was charcoal.

Unfortunately, due to the flammability of this thing, the disposable silencer deserves its name.

But this time was enough. The other end was also puffed twice. A shepherd dog and an unlucky guy who was on the trumpet were knocked to the ground. Dozens of people hurriedly grabbed the hay that was spared for the tribe, and some wool bundles were piled up in the northwest of the sheep pen and horse wing. For a moment, the fire was not found. Yuan Dabao simply hit his flintlock gun with this unreliable muffler, and shot the sky. Then, it was accurately cut into the shape of a muffler, but the charcoal block burning with open flames suddenly threw it into the pile of wool, and a raging fire suddenly ignited.

When these Tartars invaded the Central Plains, they were most willing to drive the people of the Central Plains to act as cannon fodder. But this time, they experienced the feeling of being dispersed. Thousands of animals with four legs ran wildly in fear under the flames. Along the way, the tent collapsed and the shelf was knocked over. The nomads rushed out of the tent in horror, but then they shot several shots and shot people on the ground as their chests. Finally, I don’t know who roared out in Mongolian terror.

"Enemy attack!"

"The Ming dog from Dongjiang is here!"

Taiji's personal soldiers rushed out of the yurt with a bow and arrow, but were immediately hit by the running flock of sheep and leaned forward and backward.

The fire was burning one after another. Yuan Dabao remembered Sun Chuanting's order. There was no need to fight with these dogs and Tartars. He had to count the silver if he saved his life! Let's set the fire!

The soldiers of Hegang regiment picked up the torch from the sheep pen and ran around the camp with the animals. The soldiers of the Hegang regiment clicked on the tents one by one, and even more unethical ones hung the torch directly on the sheep. The roasted sheep ran around in horror, and the flames filled the crowd.

The Mongolian tribes in the late Ming Dynasty really degenerated to the extreme. When attacked, these guys were not much better than the people of the Central Plains who were looted by Mongolian cavalry. There were very few people who were interested in resisting. However, the panicked Mongolian herders rushed out of the house, not even their wives and children. They got on their horses and fled out of the camp, scattered into the wild.

A powerful man in fur roe deer and a small braided man was holding his horse in a fur, shouting in Mongolian beside the tent, as if he wanted his Mongolian cavalry to form a team. But good guy, this cavalry had just gathered together, and a burst of gunfire came over in the forest in the night. The flintlock rifle in the Dongjiang River had no fuse. The attack was suddenly and unprepared. These elite cavalrymen of the Korchin tribe were knocked down more than 100 times. Driven by fear, they also merged into the refugees and fled to the east valley in one breath.

The earth was as shocked as an earthquake, with crowds, sheep, and terrified footsteps trampling on the land together, as spectacular as the wildebeest migration in East Africa.

But at the top of this team, Sun Chuanting was not even a trace of fear. Instead, he was full of murderous intent and excitement of making achievements. So what if he was exiled? Mr. Sun was still a famous handsome talent!

The group of three workers from the 19th Factory was like a triangular funnel, guarding both sides of the narrow canyon, with cold bayonet scales facing the riders and herders of the Korchin headquarters running away in fear.

Even if the millions of troops were lost, they were unable to stop being forced. They were squeezed by the people behind them. The Mongolian riders on both sides roared in horror, like they were hung with fish scales, and they hit the bayonet jungle, which was ready to be hard, and a layer of corpses were scraped off.

Behind him, Yuan Dabao's troops holding a torch and shouting seemed to have transformed into herders who drove away livestock, driving these tribes into the slaughterhouse.

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After all, it was a vast ocean and the news came from Mao Jue, who was seventeen days later, was already seventeen days later.

At this time, he also embarked on the old path of Toyotomi Hideyoshi's conquest. More than 100,000 Western troops carried iron cannons and Japanese guns, and marched on the winding and steep mountain road of Kafari and headed towards the Kanto Plain.

This is a direct attempt to attack Tokyo in later generations! Many times have they clamored to stain Tokyo with blood on the Internet, but it is really true, Mao Jue was completely unexcited. It was Kuromatsu Maru who left him an unprecedented mess.

He, the head of Toyotomi family, died, and Chiyohime succeeded to the throne. At this critical moment, he thought that Yuan Chonghuan, who was overviewing Japan, seemed to be deeply stimulated by the death of this disciple, and actually had the idea of ​​removing his armor and returning to the field. After he persuaded him, Mao Jue gave Yuan Chonghuan several months off and asked him to go to Mount Fuji to see the cherry blossoms and relax. The burden of Japan could only be carried back by his lord. The external peasants and samurai rebelled one after another. After Chiyohime, the female head of Toyotomi family, took the lead, he peeked at the Toyotomi family's successor. The Toyotomi family, who was staring at this regent, was also ready to move, which was definitely an internal and external trouble.

At this time, Adrena sent another message, pulling open the wax balls in the message tube under the feet of the Eagle Falcon, and Mao Jue's face turned gloomy and tore the information to pieces.

"Mr. Jiang, what happened!"

Following the battle, the first time I saw Mao Jue's face look so ugly, Song Xiance, who was following behind, felt a sudden slap in his heart and asked in surprise.

"Being fooled!"

Looking back towards the mainland with a gloomy eyes, Mao Jue threw the information off the cliff.

"There are smoke screens on the Heilongjiang town or Yalu River city. The Qing Dynasty's Tartar Chief Huang Taiji did not attack my Dongjiang River at all! At the end of last month, the Qing army had already gone south to surround Jinzhou!"
Chapter completed!