Two years ago, Mengjiatun was just a small fishing village near the confluence of the Heilongjiang River and the Jingqili River, because it was close to the Heilongjiang River and the water was gentle and deep. The government built a land and water transfer terminal here.

Because of this wharf, Mengjiatun suddenly became a cargo distribution center of the Ming Dynasty in Heilongjiang. With goods, there will naturally be merchants. In just two years, a small fishing village with only a few dozen people suddenly became a

More than four thousand people came in.

Tuweizi is full of newly built shops, selling leather goods and mountain products. Dongzhu, a specialty of the Heilongjiang River Basin, and old mountain ginseng from the Daxingan Mountains. Authentic sika deer antlers and whips, as well as Siberian tiger skins and tiger whips. There are also mountains and forests.

The old hunter inside set up a net to capture the flying dragon bird.

There is dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. This dragon meat refers to the flying dragon bird. If the flying dragon is rolled three times in the pot, the gods will descend to the mortal world.

These are the best products from Liaodong, and more are mountain mushrooms, hazelnuts, wild chestnuts, day lilies, black fungus, pine nuts, otter seed oil and other specialties from the mountains.

Mountain goods are not valuable here in Heilongjiang, but as long as they enter Shanhaiguan, they are definitely good things.

When a pound of mountain goods is trafficked from Heilongjiang to the capital, the profit can be increased four to five times. With three times the profit, businessmen dare to risk their lives. With ten times the profit, businessmen dare to kill people. Compared with the huge profits, long-distance trafficking is not difficult.

Worth mentioning.

There are no other forces here, and the only threat is the indigenous savage Jurchens. These Jurchens are extremely poor, and iron tools are luxury goods for them. When a wealthy family gets married, they only get an iron pot as a dowry.

The savage Jurchens drooled when they looked at the Han people, but they could only work hard to collect mountain products, or risk their lives to hunt. Only then could they exchange their hunts with the Han people for salt, expensive cotton and cotton cloth, and most importantly, fierce competition.

liquor.

It’s not that there were no wild Jurchens who had their thoughts on the Han people. The sharp steel knives in the hands of the Ming army were intimidating to them. Those Jurchens whose arrowheads were still made of bones were really no match for the Han army, which was armed to the teeth.

Li Xiao issued a death order to the border troops on the border. Any savage who caught the attention of the Han people must be eliminated immediately. There was no need to think about convincing people with virtue and taming these uncivilized savages. There was no need to consider other methods except the steel knife in hand.

The border army carried out Li Xiao's orders very thoroughly. Whenever a Han was killed, they would draw a circle with the place of death as the radius, and then the savages in the circle would be unlucky.

After going back and forth, the savage was very obedient. The world was very quiet. Although it was not clean, it was indeed very quiet.

There are no opponents, and the Mengjiatun garrison only maintains 300 people. Their opponents are savages, so the weapons in their hands are just old-fashioned muskets that have been eliminated by the regular army. Don't even think about mortars.

If you get two Franco cannons just to show off, it's considered a heavy weapon.

The continuous rain caused heavy damage to the Tuweizi in Mengjiatun. The local officials decided to simply push the Tuweizi down. Anyway, they faced Heilongjiang and built a city wall of red bricks. This also upgraded the Mengjiatun to a higher level.

A village is still a village, and the highest official is the village chief.

If Mengjiatun becomes a town, then the highest official will be the mayor. If Mengjiatun becomes a county, then he will become the county magistrate.

A fishing village of dozens of people has grown into a town of more than 4,000 people in just two years. The ambition of the village chief is also rapidly expanding.

Dzerzhinsky looked at the sketch in his hand excitedly. He didn't expect that the Ming Empire's important town in the Far East was defended by only 300 people. He had 4,300 cavalry in his hand. If he couldn't defeat it, he could

Just commit suicide.

Days of rain have made the water in the Heilongjiang River become turbulent. The water has surged by more than two feet, and the boats on the pier can barely reach the shore. All the merchants are staying in newly built houses, and no one can leave even on rainy days.

We can only work hard with the goods and payment. As long as God clears up, we can drive the carriage and send the collected mountain goods to the distant capital.

The dark night is like thick ink, and the crescent moon in the sky does not shed much moonlight on the earth. Lying in the room with the window open, you can hear the roar of the Heilongjiang River.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Bangzi played three times, three times in the middle of the night.

The watchman patrolled along the dark street, and further ahead was the demolished earthen fence. There was still light from the brick kiln in the distance, and faintly noisy shouts could be heard.

Burn more bricks and build brick walls. From now on, Mengjiatun will be a city.

The watchman took out a wine gourd from his pocket and took a big sip. As long as it becomes a city, maybe the house he built last year will be more valuable, and doing some business will be better than staying up late at night.

A black shadow suddenly flashed in front of me!

"Who!" The watchman instinctively raised the lantern in his hand.

"Ghost!" The watchman's hand trembled, and the lantern in his hand fell to the ground. The paper of the lantern was ignited by the candle flame, and the lantern immediately burned.

In the blazing fire, a guy with yellow hair, blue eyes and white skin waved the steel knife in his hand.

Just as he turned around, the watchman's head was split in half with a knife before he could run away. The body ran forward for a few steps before falling to the ground with a "thud".

"Charge!" Voroshilov hit the steel knife with a wave of his hand, and the Russian soldiers behind him rushed in like a tide.

"Who is it?" The guard standing guard in front of the tax hall just shouted and was pierced through the chest by a flying javelin.

Two thousand Russian soldiers took control of the entire Mengjiatun in less than an hour. Of the two companies guarding Mengjiatun, one was stationed in the south and the other was stationed in the north.

The two companies put up little resistance and were blocked in the room by Russian soldiers. Many soldiers did not even pick up their weapons and were hacked to death on the kang with sharp blades.

Even when Dzerzhinsky led the second echelon into the city, many residents in the city were still sleeping soundly at home, unaware that Mengjiatun had been occupied by a group of troops from thousands of miles away.

"Great! Great!" Dzerzhinsky stood on the newly built water tower in the middle of the city and was excited.

He expected that the operation would go smoothly, but he did not expect that the operation would go so smoothly. Without any casualties, the entire army occupied Ming's important town in the Far East and successfully killed the defenders. The prisoners did not lie, there were indeed four to five thousand people here.

There are many towns with a population of four to five thousand people in Russia.

"Shout all the Ming people immediately and drive them to the brick factory by the river." Dzerzhinsky loudly ordered Dzhugashvili and Voroshilov.

The Russian soldiers received the order and began to knock on the doors of every house. As long as the men in the family resisted even a little, they would be stabbed with bayonets. The screams, the sound of banging on the door, the sound of yelling, and the sound of beating soon filled the Meng family.

It sounded in every corner of the village. Finally, it gathered into a torrent and poured into Dzerzhinsky's ears. To Dzerzhinsky's ears, this was the hymn of victory and justice.

Groups of Ming people who were driven out of their homes were panicked and didn't know what was going on. They crowded together in panic. Most of them had never seen the kind in front of them, with yellow hair, blue eyes or

Green-eyed guy. In their eyes, only the little devils in hell can look like this.

Some saw ghosts in the middle of the night, and were caught and driven out by the ghosts. The bold ones had their legs trembling with fear, and kept chanting Amitabha with their hands clasped together. The timid ones simply had their legs so weak that they couldn't walk and had to be held by others.

Russian soldiers don't care about this. As long as they see someone lying on the ground unable to get up, they will go over and stab him in the head. If a family member dares to come and stop him, he will also stab him in the head.

Along the way, people were killed along the way. There were corpses and bloodstains everywhere on the road. The sound of screams and screams was endless, and the Russian soldiers kept waving steel knives behind them. If you walked slowly, you would be stabbed in the head.
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