After the military and political officials finished speaking, they asked another question, "Old Zhang, we didn't ask for instructions from the superiors, so we killed all these Taiji and noble people without authorization. Is this appropriate?"

Zhang Xianzhong grinned and said, "What did the order given to us by the superior?"

"Total annihilate, attack the Korchin separatist forces, force them to return to the right track, and do not need to tolerate the stubborn among the prisoners, and resolutely attack and eliminate them."

"What does it mean to strike firmly and eliminate them?" Zhang Xianzhong shook his eyes and said, "What else is more determined and thorough than killing them?"

"This is...but after all, there are a group of Taiji, and there are more than a hundred officers. I think it's too big a problem, I'm afraid we can't take care of it..."

"You, keep your heart in your stomach." Zhang Xianzhong took out a silver box, took a cigarette first, then lit the cigarette with a silver lighter, and then spit out a mouthful of white cigarettes. Then he said, "We are just a group of dirty work. Why are the orders so vague? We are asking us to kill a group of Korqin's upper class as much as possible. This has the benefits of several layers. The first is to shock Oba Taiji and others, so that they will never dare to secretly interact with the Donglu and Daming. Second, it is to shock ordinary herdsmen. We will kill Taiji as much as possible.

, These are just birds, and if they rebel, they may not be able to save their lives. The third is to hit the Taiji in the north and south of the desert. Our military command has not made any major moves this year, just expanding the army and training troops and maintaining trade. After the Ming Dynasty and us turned against each other, many Taiji were ready to move, feeling that we have no foundation within the Ming Dynasty and may be unstable. At this moment, it is not unreasonable for the people of Korqin to dare to rebel. In less than two months, we annihilated tens of thousands of enemies and killed hundreds of people, including the old Taiji in Ming'an, which can shock people's hearts."

Zhang Xianzhong sighed and said to everyone, "People who don't understand may say that we, Zhang, are bloodthirsty and easy to kill. In fact, sometimes he has to kill. Now he has hundreds of people, so there is no need to kill more people in the future. We are kind-hearted."

The officers around him showed a look of wanting to vomit, and Zhang Xianzhong didn't care, turned his head and laughed.

After a while, dozens of gallows were erected, and many Mongolians with weak legs were brought over. The weather was very good, and people started to sweat, and they wanted to finish the matter as soon as possible.

Some Mongolian herders took shovels to dig a hole. They tried their best to break through the frozen soil covered by ice and snow with iron picks, and then dig the big hole deeper and deeper.

Many people who are going to be executed cannot help but look at the places where they dig holes.

This is their burial place. More people cannot walk and can only be carried by hunting cavalrymen.

"Stand up for me." After the gallows were lifted, Ming Antaiji was the first to stand up. Although he was an old Mongolian over 60 years old, he was worthy of the blood of the Golden Family at this moment. After standing up, he was the first to walk towards the gallows, with steady steps and straight back.

"Don't be afraid of death of Genghis Khan's descendants." Ming Antaiji said to the people who were reluctant to follow him, "It is a good thing to die without bleeding and go to see your ancestors without shame."

He looked around and saw that under the ice and snow not far away, he could hear the sound of a river passing by. This was the Laoha River, which would flow to the Nenjiang River not far away, and it was also the western end of the Korqin people's pasture. The Korqin grassland is low in the east and high in the west. Standing here and looking into the distance, it seemed that you could see the continuous grassland and large herds.

Ming'an took a few deep breaths, and watched the crowds lined up to wait for the gallows, and his lips moved a few times, and finally there was nothing worth talking about.

Yes, they failed, and there was nothing else to do except to die generously, and they had no choice, and there was no second way for them to choose.

When Mingan put a noose on his neck, he finally said, "This land will belong to the Han people from now on."

"Take good care of the place and don't waste it." The old man said this again when he was put on a black hood.

Zhang Xianzhong kicked the support under Ming'an's feet and said, "Don't worry, I'm definitely better than you."

Ming'an seemed to be in his hood and laughed, his voice was very dull, and soon he was strangled to his neck and could not laugh.

Zhang Xianzhong tilted his head and looked at the situation in front of him. At this moment, he was a little confused. He was born as a child from a poor family in northern Shaanxi and went to a hawker from the south and north, and went to Shanxi, Guanzhong, and Sichuan. His father worked hard for half his life but did not buy a penny of money. Zhang Xianzhong was also displaced and had many errands. In the end, when he was a border army in Yulin, he was attracted by Hutchison. After joining him in the middle of the night, he became a member of Hutchison's merchant army.

Then in the past two years, Zhang Xianzhong went from an ordinary soldier to a battalion-level commander, and was also a well-known officer. The future is promising. Hutchison will attack the nine sides in a large scale. Time should be at the turn of spring and summer... This is the time node judged by Zhang Xianzhong, and it should be almost the same.

But at this moment, the man fighting was a little confused. It seemed that his original life should not have developed like this. It seemed that something went wrong? Why did he vaguely reach this point now?

Zhang Xianzhong suddenly grinned. He took out the silver box from his pocket and took another cigarette out to light it. When he spit out the smoke, another group of captives fell from the gallows. Zhang Xianzhong glanced at it and was not very interested in such a scene. He took a deep breath of cigarettes, imagining the situation after the army attacked the south of the Great Wall, and also imagining that he might fight to Guangdong, Guangxi or further south, not knowing where the boundaries of the future are?

In any case, a larger stage and a longer-term war are all in front of you. When the heroes use their skills, Zhang Xianzhong suddenly burst into laughter when he thinks of the future.

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"We are willing to replace the silver seal."

A group of dark skin, extremely thin bodies, wearing thick fur clothes, commanders, from commanders of the guards to the thousand households, dozens of people knelt on the edge of the river, holding silver seals handed down from generation to generation in their hands, making them look as if they were allowed to deal with them.

Zhang Yansheng slapped Lu Sinu, and Lu Si cursed with a smile, took the people forward, and took the silver seals one by one.

Along the way, the place I arrived at was the sea outlet of Heilongjiang. According to local natives, if a small boat was set up from the river mouth to go to sea, the traces of Kuwu Island would appear within a day or two. There were also a few natives on the island. The Ming Dynasty also issued seals on the island and conferred titles.

Lu Si and Zhang Yansheng have done these things many times along the way. They will not discard these discarded silver seals at will, but will collect them very seriously.

It is not only to take care of the commanders of the chieftains in front of them, but also to the strict orders of the military commanders.

The steles, waterway ruins, and these large and small seals and waist cards in the Trilling area are evidence that the Ming Dynasty once sent troops to station in this barren land, established the garrison and the capital of the garrison, and established rule. Even if the silver seals were in the past for thousands of years, it would show everything that had been in the past.

After putting away the seal of the Ming Dynasty's Weishou, Lu Si began to solemnly award the seal of the Hutchison Merchants Army to these chieftains.

In order not to cause unnecessary panic and chaos, and also to cause excuses for indigenous people to compete for territory, the seal of Hutchison was basically based on the official positions and scope of the Ming Dynasty. Each tribe, no matter who belongs to the tribe, basically still maintains the original name of the official position and general rule range to avoid causing chaos.

"Thank you, the envoy of the heavenly soldiers."

After accepting the new seal, the toasts began to kowtow on the ground. The mud covered with ice and snow was as hard as iron, and these people also had their scalps pounding until Zhang Yansheng and Lu Si helped them up together.

"This is the original Yemu River Guard place." A civil servant with a cold nose spread the map and said enthusiastically, "Now the river mouth is covered by ice and snow, otherwise, looking south to our place should be where the river is."

Lu Si walked over and said, "You can walk along the ice and snow to the island of Kuye?"

"That won't happen." said the civil servant, "You will know if you look at it. Walking outside for a while will make you break ice and ice, and walking for a while will make you the sea. It's big and wide and can't be frozen."

Zhang Yansheng said, "I heard from the people here that the island barbarians are making small boats made of big trees hollowing out the hearts of trees, and exchange them for fur pearls, but they don't lack these, so the people on the island live a very hard life, that is, they just eat raw meat and drink blood."

The civil servant nodded and said, "We go north, and the more dense forests we go north, there are more animals, but they have fewer weapons in their hands and it is difficult to hunt. Too many snow in winter will cause them to die, and many people will die..."

Zhang Yansheng said sincerely, "This is a group of savages who can't even rise to fire..."

The same is true. They walked along the way, and the more they went north, the weaker and barbaric tribes became. The two did not conflict. Indeed, they were quite barbaric and good at using bows and arrows and throwing weapons, but this alone was pure barbaric and could not form combat power. Without array methods, no metal weapons, no armor, helmets, and no golden drum flag, it can be said that they would not even be ambushed. No wonder thousands of Ming troops were traveling all the way back then, and the tribes were in a very barbaric situation, and they did not evolve over time.

From the estuary of Heilongjiang along the river, many tribes were intimidated. Zhang Yansheng and Lu Si decided to station at the estuary. More than 600 people were with their troops, including soldiers gathered in each department, military doctors, civil servants, etc., they all camped with them. They had to wait at least three or four months, and the snow gradually melted and would not pass the horse's hooves at least. The war horses would be raised for a winter, and when they were fat, they would start to travel south again. In the past few months, they would have to find a sheltered valley near the river estuary, cut wood and get mud, and build completely stable houses.

There are some savages here, but they mainly live on the island. Then there are Tungus people, namely Heshe people and Oroqen people. The Jianzhou Jurchens also lived on this land. They had a period of ice for more than half a year and could only live by hunting and picking wild fruits. Of course, the natural conditions were quite harsh.
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