Win the Ding 1617

Takeuchi Toemon and his son Takeuchi Tozomin and their three boats sailed from the port of Mikuniura Shinho Village and headed straight for Nasakura Island in Matsumae Town.

The journey is smooth, Japan is very small, although it is sailing, it does not look like a long-distance voyage, like rowing in a county town.On the same day, they landed on Cang Island.They stayed here for half a month, not because the business here was good, but because they were patiently waiting for the weather to improve.The wind was too strong on the sea in those days, and they dared not go.However, it is also thanks to Gale.Without this strong wind, they would not have been blown to a place that they dared not even dream of, and they would not have had adventures that could be boasted for decades later, and they would not have had an inexhaustible food for generations. wealth.

The strong wind finally stopped, and Takeuchi Toemon led the team to Sado Island.I wanted to go forward, but there was a strong wind again.This time it was more severe, and the wind lasted for more than 20 days.They waited bitterly, and on the afternoon of May 5, their ship cautiously left the port.Takeuchi Toemon said to everyone: "It's finally over. It's not going well this time. Tonight, we can drink with peace of mind." So, except for the helmsman, everyone drank sake to their heart's content that night

However, there was a stronger wind that night.It was too big to figure out, and the helmsman had to give up fighting and drift with the wind.Takeuchi Toemon said to him: "Yes, don't twist it, just let fate." None of them thought that God played a huge joke on them, and let this wind blow them to Heilongjiang.

That was 16 days later.

That morning, when they opened their eyes, they saw the coast and the mountains on the shore.They later learned that this is the north of the Tumen River Estuary.They didn't dare to go ashore, they just circled around in that piece of water, preparing to return home.At this time, he knew that he had gone abroad.However, the wind was still so strong that their boat could not go at all.In this way, they drifted another fifty miles to the west.They saw the shore again, but just then the boat ran aground.

Suddenly, more than 60 single-person boats rowed towards them at high speed, shouting loudly.They didn't know that they had already arrived at the Warka Tribe in the Qing Dynasty, which was the bravest tribe.They were captured.On the first day, Takeuchi Toemon tricked people into asking where ginseng was produced.The people of Varka believed it and personally led them to dig ginseng on the mountain.However, the next day, the Varkas found out that they were wrong. Why do you people come to us to dig ginseng?Shut it up first!

This level is more than half a year!It's not that the Varka people are so hospitable, it's just because at this time, my main energy in the Qing Dynasty is to enter the customs, fight in Shanhaiguan, fight in Tongguan, and carry out the house-robbing, silver-grabbing and whore-robbing in Beijing. Zi and other "five sons enthroned" activities, how can they care about a few Japanese pirates and sea merchants in the bitter and cold place in the extreme north of Liaodong?

Helpless, the Varkas can only hold their noses and use their precious food to feed these dozens of people!

But Takeuchi Toemon and his son got what they wanted, three meals a day, white rice, broth, and vegetables. (This is also something that must be done in order to save face. If these people are starved, they will be sent back to Shengjing. It will not look good for adults!) After eating a full meal, you just want to wander around. Although you can’t go far, the boundless vast The wasteland really shocked the father and son.Only then did I understand why those Varkas could let them go out.In this kind of place, there is no food, dry food, clothing and horses, if you run away recklessly, just wait to become food in the mouths of tigers and wolves in the mountains and forests!

Finally, the Master Chief who stayed behind in Shengjing was in place.After countless quarrels and abuse, in the end, the emperor's father and regent Dorgon gave this extremely important position, of course, it was not a lucrative job, to He Luo, who had just joined him, and asked him to guard the lair for the Qing Dynasty. .After the manager He took office, he delayed for a long time before he sent an order for the Varkas to escort these Japanese people to Shengjing.

With an extremely devout religious mentality, the Varka people escorted these dozens of extremely edible Japanese dwarfs on the road with the mentality of sending away the plague god. (It’s also a matter of no choice. Although there is no shortage of rice in the Wa country, you have to use your own Tongbao to exchange it, right? There is white rice that doesn’t cost money, why don’t you just open it up and eat it?)

I don't want to bump into the soldiers and horses of the Southern Guangdong Army going south during the escort!

After listening to Takeuchi and his son's half-baked Nanzhong mandarin about their experience for more than a year, and presenting their drifting diary written in birch bark lining, Mai Yunmin suddenly had an idea.

I just don't know which one to fight first when I go south!Now this dwarf from the Japanese country happens to be a guide!He first ordered the left soldiers to go to the mouth of the Tumen River, washed away the Navarka tribe, and controlled the mouth of the Tumen River.Then go south!

The Varka people never dreamed that they used good white rice to feed dozens of short Japanese captives for more than a year, and in a blink of an eye they became their envoys.The reason is also very simple, "Your Wa Kingdom is a vassal of our Southern Guangdong Army, so you are naturally under the protection of my lord's legal system. Now that you are captured by Jiannu, it depends on your master to beat a dog. People from this enemy country, How can you let it go?"

After a brief discussion with Bomu Bogor, Mai Yunmin decided to draw 1000 troops from his own team to strengthen the left army, and Lin Jun would bring them back.Attacks on Varka villages in the Tumen River Basin. "Occupy a village and build a stockade, which is good for defense. From now until next year when the spring thaws, it's time for us to hunt down the rebels!"

The matter in the east was decided in this way, and the left army was very happy, and finally found a target for combat.Bomubogor was also very happy. Those captured villages, hunting grounds, land, forests, and people must be managed by him.

"We will set up camp here tonight, and wait for news from the west to come."

Mai Yunmin was very determined to wait for news from the right army.It would be good news if the Horqin Mongols did not make a massive attack over there.

But is that really the case?

The Danle River is a tributary of the Lena River. Although its surface has been frozen, both sides of the wide river loop are still covered with dense vegetation and forests, and grassy beaches can be seen from time to time.If it is summer, this is a paradise for birds and animals. In autumn and early winter, the prey harvested here will provide Ewenki people with food and clothing to survive the severe winter.But right now, this resort with rich aquatic plants and rich products has become a place of death, and the demons from afar have brought unimaginable death and killing.

At the bend of the river on the left bank of the Danle River, the simple, civil-structured fortress built on a high place on the river bank, at this time the city gate is wide open, and puffs of black smoke rise from time to time, and the immortals inside rely on trees. The pillars and tents, except for the storehouse, had been burned down in one fire.

Two tree trunks were nailed into a simple and rough cross, erected less than a hundred steps away from the river. The trunk had already been covered with a thick layer of blood, and the junction between the trunk and the ground was buried deep in the frozen soil. The blood accumulated into a small pool of blood.On the cross, a person is nailed to a wooden nail cut from a thick branch.This man's fur clothes were stripped off and put away with great care (the fur of the best sea dragon skin should naturally be valued), his hands and feet were firmly bound by thick ropes, his throat, chest The abdomen was nailed with huge wooden nails. Blood flowed down the body, and blood dripped down from the hands and feet from time to time. The man's eyes were wide open and his body was twisted. After a while, the blood would flow slowly like Brother Su. die.

At this moment, the struggling and screaming of the man on the cross had basically stopped. His twisted and stiff face was full of hatred and anger.This man was originally the leader of this small tribe, and he originally came to this winter hunting ground to hunt and spend the winter, but he didn't want to suffer this unreasonable disaster.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Occasionally, there were a few gunshots of gunfire in the wilderness around the camp, which was the sound of hunting and hunting the fleeing tribesmen.One after another, the side of the wooden frame was piled up with corpses, those who were hacked to death by knives and axes, and those who were hit by the firecrackers, and several places were still in the smoking fairy pillars. There was a strong smell of burnt flesh. .

All the scenes silently told people that this place was occupied and ransacked.

A few blond guys rushed out of the birch forest, with sabers, axes and spears in their hands, constantly acting as whips to drive away the Ewenki caught by them, "Go!"

This temporary winter camp is the No. 14 that these Rakshasa people broke through.It can be said that they have a good income. Not only are there more and more food and materials for wintering, but the fur sand gold that can be traded for money and weapons is also piled up like a hill.

On the banks of the Danle River, captured people from various tribes gathered in black, and there were countless reindeer horses, tents, sledges, etc., and the big dogs used to pull the sledges alone occupied a forest.

The whipping of the whip and the saber and the fear of death made these Ewenki people kneel on the ground obediently. Regardless of men, women, or children, they all looked dull and dull, with fear and worry that could not be concealed in their eyes.

What awaits them is a long journey of thousands of miles in this winter, along the Danle River to the Lena River.There, an unknown fate awaits them.

On the north bank of the Lena River, more than a thousand miles away, on the desolate land of the Far East, stands a western-style civil fortress, which is the so-called ice city Yakutsk.Today's Yakutsk is a beautiful tourist city, but back then, there were only river wastelands and forests, but the sudden appearance of the fortress was too abrupt.

This castle was re-expanded after learning the lessons learned from the first attack by Sauron's troops led by Li Peiting. The new wood and rammed earth walls were newly built. built a city wall.The inner city wall has the same configuration, and, under the inner city wall, trenches have been dug to facilitate the discharge of domestic sewage for the Raksha people living in the inner city, and secondly, to hinder the attackers.

Compared with the murder and arson thousands of miles away, which frightened the Ewenki tribesmen who were taken into captivity, the outer city here is full of prosperous business and trade, and the purchase and sale are booming.

Mountains of fur, vehicles, tents, large herds of horses and reindeer populations, etc., are sold on the spot.The scene was very lively, with endless yelling, and many merchants came and went, choosing their favorite items.

Here are those Raksha people who heard that the far east is full of valuable furs and gold that can be obtained, and rush to the east to make a fortune. Missionaries, prostitutes, and merchants come to trade.

In the market, except that food cannot be bought and sold, all of it is collected and sold in official warehouses, and groceries such as horses, furs, honey, and people are divided into areas for sale, and people are subdivided, such as whether they are skilled, strong, or Men and women, adults or children, etc.In front of several types, their prices are clearly marked, and a wooden sign with the words "clearly marked prices, never bargaining. Love to buy, don't buy to roll" was inserted.

A businessman with a big belly and a few followers, one of them is a Cossack with a cloak of Chilchis and a saber hanging from his waist. He is undoubtedly the most dazzling star in this noisy market.He collected a lot of sable fur, squirrel fur, black fox fur and other furs in one go, as well as hundreds of horses, dozens of carts and sledges.It seemed that he still wanted to buy some serfs for his farm, so he walked towards the fence where the people were sold.

"My lord, don't you want some raw gold? This is the best gold, at least as heavy as ten lotus!"

Ten Lotts, about 120 grams in metric system, can be regarded as the largest among natural gold nuggets.Seeing the vagabond with a face full of alcohol took out a gold nugget from his pocket, the rich businessman was also quite moved.

"How much do you plan to sell?"

Just as he was about to bargain with the homeless man, the man who looked like a homeless man was roughly pushed aside, "Go aside and cheat! Don't hinder my business!" A thick man with a Ukrainian accent beat the homeless man with a stick rushed aside.

"You damn Huo Huoer!" The tramp muttered and cursed, his doorway was broken, so he was naturally unhappy.

Hohol is a derogatory term for the Russians (Ukrainians) from the Russians.The homeless man didn't curse very loudly, but although the market was noisy and chaotic, the slave trader had a keen ear, so he swung his stick and hit the homeless man's back with it.

"I'm not Hohor! I'm a Cossack!"

Amidst the laughter of the onlookers, the homeless man who was beaten and struggled in the muddy water for a long time before getting up, walked away angrily like a wild dog.

"Thank you!" The rich merchant was going to buy some slaves, but now the slave trader did him a favor, and he happened to be able to discuss business with him, and the two began to chat.

"How about a cup of hot tea? The one with added sugar is sweet enough!" If there is a business coming, the slave trader will naturally not let it go.

After drinking a few cups of hot tea, the two cunning guys began to bargain.

"Nie! Nie! It's too expensive! These barbarians you caught from the woods, and their women who are so dirty that you can't tell the color of their skin, are the prices so expensive?"

The slave trader also knew that praise and criticism are the reason for the buyer. Seeing that the rich businessman just shouted that he was expensive, his feet seemed to be nailed there, but he refused to give in at all: "Did you drink too much vodka, or did you eat too much honey bread?" ? You bought slaves, not picking prostitutes in a brothel. Do you care if his face is dirty? Look at these savages, all of them are as thick as pine trees and as strong as brown bears. They are all alive and kicking. Men can ride horses, hunt, herd and fish, women can make fur and cut honey, they can endure hardships during the day, and they can also use hot water for washing at night, so why is it so expensive?"

The surrounding merchants also gathered around at this time, and they couldn't help laughing when they heard the vulgar words of the slave traders, and some even whistled.

"Okay! I'll make the deal at your price! However, I don't have enough gold coins. Can I pay you with a Khitan southern barbarian's gold ticket?" The merchant from Moscow took out a wallet from the inner lining of his robe. , Just judging from the texture and pattern of the leather, you know that the price is expensive.

However, what was taken out from inside were a few colorful papers.The onlookers were immediately disappointed.

"It turned out to be a liar too! Buy slaves with a few pieces of paper!"

"Hey! I thought he was a rich man, but I didn't expect to be the same as that guy just now!"

"It's different! How does that guy compare with others?"

For a while, cynicism was endless.

"Get out! Get away from me! A bunch of ignorant things!" The slave trader was a smart guy.He looked at it carefully for a while, and then scolded the onlookers away.

"This is a golden ticket issued by the Southern Barbarians, using their currency as a unit, with a denomination of five hundred yuan. It is circulated among the nobles of Europa. I sold furs to the lords of the Tsar's court, and they gave me This. All European royal families, nobles, and bishops will accept it. Even the Ottoman sultans are willing to accept it." The Moscow businessman pointed to the badges on the ticket as if offering treasures, and explained them to the slave trader.

"Of course I know. I have a few here too. They were given to me by the two barons in Yakutsk!" The slave trader curled his lips, expressing his disdain for the Moscow businessman's self-informedness.

The baron the slave trader spoke of was, of course, a nobleman from Moscow.And Khabarov, the most powerful and richest man in this city, can only bow his head and bow his head in front of these two baron lords as the third grandson. There is no way, who makes him a nobleman?

What's more, he brought two or three hundred regular troops of His Majesty the Tsar, four or five hundred armed peasants in his family's manor, and those adventurers who followed them along the way to this Far East to explore and make a fortune, deserters, Cossacks, There are more than a thousand criminals and other types of scum.It can be said that two-thirds of the people in Yakutsk who can pee standing up are their subordinates.