April in the south of the Yangtze River is full of orioles and green willows.
In April in the North, you can still see the mountains in the distance covered with white snow.
The ground was slightly civilized, and when the iron-nailed combat boots stepped on the soil, diamond-shaped marks suddenly appeared.
A warrior wearing red cotton armor slowly walked to the river, took off the cowhide water bottle from his waist, first paddled the gurgling water in the stream, and then tilted the mouth of the pot.
The sun was shining brightly, and the long iron tip on his gun helmet reflected dazzling light.
The ring-shaped iron armor wrapped around his arms looked like a bright ball of brilliance from a distance.
law.....
Just after the warriors filled the tanks with water, the eager war horses rushed to the river and lowered their heads to divert the water.
"Zhentai!"
The warrior handed the kettle to a general who was in his early thirties and had a handsome face.
The latter did not answer, but continued to look at the snow-covered mountains in the distance.
He was Fu Rang, Duke of Ying, the chief military officer of the Ming Dynasty in Goryeo. Goryeo, the new territory of the Ming Dynasty, was the highest military and political officer.
Seeing him looking deeply into the distance, behind Fu Rang, a man with triangular eyes and a mustache slowly approached and said in a somewhat emphatic and weird Chinese, "Your Majesty, over there is Mount Paektu!" After that, he said again
Add another sentence, "The sacred mountain of our Korean people is the birthplace of the Korean people!"
Then, his eyes were full of piety and expectation, looking into the distance...
"Hamton curtain ratio..." (you fart)
A sudden curse, like a cold blade, made the Korean who just spoke shudder violently.
Immediately afterwards, a Jurchen warrior with a money rat tail pulled out a knife, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"You...you..." The Koreans were horrified and hurriedly hid behind Fu Rang's soldiers, "Adults, save the villain, the savage woman is going to kill someone!"
"Hahahaha!" Even Fu Rang and the people around him laughed.
"Rongbao, why are you so angry!" Fu Rang said to the Jurchen warrior.
There were warriors from all ethnic groups in the Ming Dynasty's army. Especially the northern border troops, Mongolians, Semu people, Jurchens, Koreans... In fact, the army was the most exclusive but also the most united.
"General!" the Jurchen warrior named Rongbao stared at the Korean, "That's not Mount Baitou! That's our Jurchen's Changbai Mountain!" He pointed at the Korean hiding behind the soldiers and said angrily,
"When did I become yours? Despicable Koreans!"
He is not very proficient in Chinese. He can speak Chinese for a while, and there is Jurchen dialect mixed with Chinese. He curses people like a shaman, which is fast and laborious.
Fu Rang and other soldiers were all surprised by this scene.
The Jurchens and the Koreans were mortal enemies, and they would fight each other whenever they met.
"That's our Mount Paektu!" the Koreans shouted.
"..." The Jurchen couldn't think of a reply in Chinese for a long time, so he drew his knife in anger.
"Okay!" Fu Rang's face darkened.
Rong Bao immediately put down the knife in his hand, but his eyes were still looking at the Korean like a knife.
"Yin Xitai, come here!" Fu Rang raised his fingers at the Korean.
The latter's eyes suddenly shone and he ran over.
Snapped!
But within seconds, Yin Xitai was slapped by Fu Rang and fell to the ground.
"The villain is guilty..." He didn't dare to ask the reason, so he could only kneel down like a dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
Fu Rang tapped the lower edge of his helmet with the riding crop in his hand, and looked at him seriously, "That's not the Paektu Mountain of your Korean people, it's the Changbai Mountain! Do you understand?"
"..." Yin Xitai was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed fiercely, "Yes, it's Changbai Mountain!"
"In the future, don't let me hear the words "Mount Paektu" from Korean people!" Fu Rang gave the other party a cold look, and then waved his hand to Rong Bao.
The latter put the knife in his waist and strode forward.
"From now on, that mountain will be Changbai Mountain!" Fu Rang said with a smile.
"That's also Changbai Mountain!" Rongbao answered directly without thinking.
Fu Rang smiled and patted the other party's shoulder lightly with his riding crop, "Remember, that will not be your real girl in Changbai Mountain from now on!"
"Huh?" Rong Bao's eyes flickered, a little angry.
"It's our Ming Dynasty's Changbai Mountain!" Fu Rang whipped lightly, hitting the opponent's bare forehead directly, leaving a red mark.
Our Ming Dynasty’s Changbai Mountain? Rong Bao thought thoughtfully.
"You, you..." Fu Rang pointed at the two of them one after another, "Both are from the Ming Dynasty!"
"Yes, yes, I am a person of the Ming Dynasty in my life, and I am a ghost of the Ming Dynasty in my death!" Yin Xitai said hurriedly.
Rong Bao, on the other hand, looked at the other party with disdain, his eyes full of disgust.
"Haha!" the veteran soldier behind Fu Rang laughed, "Sir, the Jurchens in our army look down on the Koreans, and in turn the Koreans look down on the Jurchens. The Koreans are willing to take them with the Mongols, but the Mongols
Always beat them up with the Jurchens..."
This old soldier was a veteran of the Fu family. During Fu Youde's time, he was with Ma Bian, so he did not call Fu Rang his official position or title. Instead, he called Fu Rang "Master" like an old servant in the family.
Fu Rang smiled and didn't say much.
Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and looked at the other side. At the same time, the veteran soldiers around him also noticed the movement at the first time, and in the blink of an eye they had swords and bows in their hands.
"Lord Zhentai!"
A cavalryman, with dry lips without a trace of blood, dismounted ten steps in front of Fu Rang and trotted over, "Commander, in the valley twenty miles ahead, we found a group of Goryeo rebels, at least four thousand people!"
Wherever there is conquest, there is resistance. And there is no 100% conquest in this world.
Beneath the timid appearance of the Korean people, there are pairs of eyes full of viciousness. Facing the swords and guns of the Ming army, they must be submissive. But where the Ming army cannot see them, they turn into poisonous snakes.
Since the Ming Dynasty incorporated Goryeo into its territory, rebellions have been suppressed in various places. The small ones are only three or five villages, but the large ones can often sweep across a state and several areas.
In fact, for such a large-scale rebellion, the Ming army hoped that the bigger the better.
First of all, if the Goryeo people did not resist, how could they show the importance of garrisoning troops? This is the same principle as raising the bandits to enrich themselves, and everyone's military success lies in this.
Secondly, if you don’t resist, everyone will eat and drink whatever they want in this poor place like Goryeo. Those of you who are rebels will be free to cause chaos and plunder as you please. What you rob will still fall into the pockets of the garrison in the end.
Thirdly, this kind of rebellion was something that the Ming Dynasty was happy to see happen. The more violent the Goryeo rebels made, the easier it would be to arouse the resentment of the Goryeo people themselves. People are like this, and they finally had a stable life, and taxes were lower than during the Goryeo Dynasty.
If there are fewer, the children of poor people can also study. Why are you making such a fuss?
Moreover, your so-called rebellion has no real meaning and is just an attempt to kill your own people for fun.
This time, Fu Rang led his troops out just to find this group of Goryeo rebels.
Unexpectedly, it was blocked at the foot of Changbai Mountain.
"Send the order, assemble, attack!" Fu Rang simply gave a few military orders, turned around and mounted his horse.
Suddenly, he saw the snow-covered Changbai Mountain in the distance.
There was a bit of grimness on his face, "Oh, since it is the holy mountain left to you by your ancestors? Then go find your ancestors!"