Chapter 1499: Capture and sacrifice, before the winter snow comes...
"Praise the Lord God! The fleet has docked!..."
"The warriors board the ship and bring down all the prisoners!..."
The fighting on the beach gradually disappeared, and Nagasaki's fleet docked on the shore. Kazuto's sailors came ashore in fear, and the kingdom's warriors took control of the ships. After a carefully prepared roundup, it was time to harvest the prey.
"Tap...tap!"
"The chief has given an order for the cavalry to move sixty miles south along the river and keep an eye on the river bank pass to the south!"
"Ouch!"
"Hunters are searching with dogs! Catch the escaped bald heads and human warriors one by one!..."
"Yes! Blessed by the great gods!"
The bloody residual clouds dispersed into the cold sea, and the dark night shrouded the Ezo wilderness. The sound of galloping horses and barking dogs, from night to day, the search by tribal hunters also lasted for two full days.
“Da da da!…”
At noon on the third day, the Harman chief Ali returned with twenty Jurchen cavalry and seven or eight of the last monk captives. The traces of the fighting and burning a few days ago had completely disappeared in the camp.
Large and small animal skin tents were set up again. However, the dark red blood stains seeping into the grass roots and soil, as well as the grave mounds piled up outside the camp, still hinted at the cruelty and tragedy of the fighting.
"Strung these newly captured prisoners together with ropes and tied them up! The ends of the ropes were tied to the branches, yes, just like the two hundred prisoners!..."
Under the big tree in the center of the camp, the bald Japanese captives were squatting or sitting in a nest. Ali counted a little and counted two hundred, thirty or forty. At this moment, these captive monk soldiers were all stripped of their armor and armor.
The weapons were strung together with hemp ropes, like captured deer. Looking carefully, the enthusiasm and ferocity on their faces had disappeared. What was left was only numbness, hunger and anger on their faces.
despair.
"Buddha...hometown...Buddhist temple of Tiantai Sect..."
Many monks and soldiers remained motionless, staring blankly at the former golden treasure tree, as if looking at the vanished Buddha's light. The "golden amulet" on the treasure tree had now disappeared, turning into a pile of gold trophies piled on the coast.
The general of the monk soldiers, Sibofang Guan, who was in charge of the command, had now become a comatose and seriously injured person. Although Sibofang Guan was successfully treated by the Shantao priests, whether he will live or die later depends on God.
Arrangement. As for Buddha
Master Juehui, who was shining brightly, was completely intact and surrendered directly to the Shantao tribe. He even personally came forward as the monk of the Tiantai Sect to tell the monks and soldiers to "be obedient and obedient. They are not allowed to disobey Shantao good friends and are not allowed to flee!"
…
"Santa...Ezo...what will happen from now on?..."
At this moment, the more than two hundred captured rooftop monk soldiers did not know their future fate, and they also lost the courage to imagine the future. They went from fanatical belief to collapse in just a few days. Fortunately,
The injured monk soldiers were carefully treated and bandaged by the Shantao priests, and they even had thatched tents where they could drink a sip of hot water. Looking at the treatment, it seemed that the Shantao people were not going to kill them all en masse?…
"Ha! These captives from the south are really impatient! After only three days of hunger, they have become like this roe deer!"
"That's right! With such good equipment, you are quite brave in fighting! I didn't expect that I couldn't bear the hunger so much. During the search, I didn't run far at all. It was in vain that we went sixty miles south to block..."
The Jurchen cavalry laughed loudly and pointed at the captives. According to the tribal tradition of the captives, these captives will be starved for three days and then fed and hung every day, as long as they do not starve to death. This is
After a lot of handling, except for a few who were particularly strong, most of the prisoners didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone run away.
"The shaman said that after enduring it for a while, he would carve talismans for them and convert them to the great spirit! I look at it, it should be almost done..."
"Blessed by the great gods! Xiongkuruaro, should these Dingkou be allocated to us as auxiliary Dingding in the war? Or should we form another team and arrange a separate leader?..."
"The chief shaman didn't say anything. You guys really have your own ideas! Let's go and pay the gold talisman first and get the good equipment! When the boys in your family grow up and put on this armor, they can also serve as the chief shaman.
Keep fighting!…”
The leader of the female cavalry is wearing iron armor, with a hummingbird carved on his forehead and a seaweed feather. He is obviously the captain of this group of female cavalry, and is called "Male Kuruaro".
The so-called "Hongkuru" is "Haidongqing" in Tungus language, and it is also the name of the "Big Bird Tribe" recognized by these female real cavalry. As for "Aluo", it means "Shaman Chief"
Zuwaro took it from his own name and personally gave the name of the real cavalry captain to this girl. The "Ezhen" arrow master in his mouth was several leaders of the kingdom, including the warrior captain Tamicao, the chief priest Luo
Shan Da, Pioneer Captain Ax Shan...
Yes! As the first group of captives to convert and join the kingdom, Male Kuruaro is known for his bravery and loyalty, second only to the most courageous Hunuhu Pioneer. This group of Jurchen cavalry under him has already
Nobushige was accepted by the warriors of the kingdom, had the best equipment and supplies, and was regarded as a "kingdom headquarters" as reliable as the mountain tarr hunters.
As the privileges of the warriors of the kingdom, they can receive rewards for military merit, own their own equipment and private property, and are even allowed to have auxiliaries. This kind of treatment was completely unimaginable when they were struggling to migrate in the forest...
"It's really blessed by the great gods! Such good equipment, when I was migrating in the woods in the north, I couldn't even think about it! Even the arrows are made of iron..."
"Yes! Under the leadership of the shaman chief, our male Kuru Big Bird tribe is becoming more and more prosperous! I really hope that we can recruit more tribes in the forest from the forest sea...compared to these weird and strange tribes in the south
People are still simple warriors in the woods, which is more likable..."
During the conversation, a dozen female cavalrymen had already galloped to the coast. They jumped off their horses and without hesitation, took out the shining golden talismans from their arms and asked the priests of the kingdom to count them.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The Lord God bless you and bless you! Over there, reward equipment!"
The priests counted the golden talismans and threw them into the gold pile where loot was recovered. Then they pointed at the monk soldier equipment piled next to them. The Jurchen cavalry instantly beamed with joy and went over to pick and choose. According to the number of gold talismans seized, they took several pieces and
Human iron helmets, iron armor, and several barrels of iron arrows.
Although these armors are a bit small, as long as they are brought back to Shenhua Taigang and let the craftsmen modify them, they will become heirloom treasures. Of course, the most popular ones are Kazuto's iron arrows. This iron arrow has been used since
From the arrowheads to the arrow shafts, to the quivers that hold the arrows, they are all of high quality. If you really had to make them yourself, you don’t know how much effort it would take!
"God bless you! Everyone go over there! Hand over the golden talisman and replace it with your own equipment! What are you doing standing around, go?..."
The Harman chief Ali raised his brows and glared at the mature real cavalry who followed him. Several of the close followers from the Harman tribe looked hesitant. After hesitating for a while, they slowly took out the golden talisman and walked towards the trophy.
There was a pile of gold. Just looking at the reluctance to part with it, it was hard to tell whether there was any hidden gold.
"Hey! Look at this worthless look! Isn't it just a little gold...a little gold..."
Harman Chief Ali sighed and threw down the seized gold. But when he saw the pile of shining gold talismans in front of him, his heartbeat also accelerated and his eyes were dazzled. After all, this was nearly a thousand kilograms of gold.
, a thousand pounds!
If it can be transported to Kaiyuan, it will be a hundred thousand taels of white silver! If you bring this much silver to Kaiyuan Market, how many Ming Dynasty border troops will be blinded, and how many good things can you buy? That is really... uh...
It’s a dead end!…
"God bless you! How much of the thousand kilograms of gold hanging on the tree has been recovered now?"
"Priest Ali, there are 892 gold talismans at the moment. If there are no new seizures, there are 108 gold talismans that can't be found after the battle..."
"!One hundred and eight pieces are missing? So much?...Well, maybe they were scattered in the grass or fell into the river. There may also be some Kazuto monk soldiers who escaped with the golden charms. There is nothing we can do about it.
…”
Hearing this, the Harman chief Ali was startled, and suddenly felt guilty. Among the various teams in the kingdom, who is most likely to hide gold secretly, it must not be the pious warriors of the kingdom, the simple mountain mole hunters, or the brave ones
The real warriors who gave birth to girls are not even those naive sailors of the Ainu people, but the dozens of mature female real horsemen from his Harman tribe...
"Ahem! What did the ancestor priest say? Do we need to search carefully?..."
"Oh! The chief priest said, how much can be taken back. Those who are willing to hand it back will get a reward of equipment. Those who are not willing to hand it back can keep it for themselves. The kingdom values warriors. As long as they can fight well, these many
Gold is gone when it's gone, just treat it as a reward for the brave..."
"Ah, praise the Lord God! The ancestor priest is so generous! Tsk tsk, as a shaman chief, he should have such a heroic demeanor!..."
Ali smiled and said a few words, then led the horse and went to look for Zuvalo. He walked along the edge of the camp for a while and saw a row of long boats parked in the harbor outside the camp.
Inside, not only were the ten newly captured Kazuto ships, but even the six large ships that had been dragged ashore were also dragged into the water again.
"Crack...Crack...click..."
A dozen Kazuto craftsmen were busy in the fleet on the coast, repairing the damaged kingdom ship. They repaired the side of the ship that was damaged by crossbows, cleaned the smoky deck, and repaired the damaged rudder.
, as well as some unknown ship parts that Ali couldn't name. A larger number of Kazuto sailors, under the supervision of the kingdom's warriors, helped the craftsmen. They seemed to be very obedient and accepted the reality quickly.
Ali squinted his eyes and counted more than 200 Japanese sailors on the ship, as well as more than a hundred Kingdom warriors. These sixteen large ships alone accounted for most of the Kingdom's warriors. And in the camp,
Together with the monk soldiers and the sailors on the ship, there were nearly 500 captured Kazuto, almost equal to the total number of soldiers dispatched by the kingdom. With so many Kazuto prisoners, are they all going to be brought back to Huatai Port? And those
Do you want to take the Kazuto craftsmen you bought back home?…
"Lord God! These Kazuto tribes are so numerous, even more than the Ainu! With such a large number of them, will there be a Kazuto tribe among the future factions at the Kingdom's port?
?…”
Ali frowned and thought about it secretly for a while. The knowledge that he was from a different tribe and that he was not my own race always lingered in his heart. It was the Confucian imprint passed down to the various tribes of the Ming Dynasty for more than a hundred years. However,
, this kind of identity barrier does not seem to exist in the kingdom, or it is not obvious. The recognition of the unity of people, the belief in the hummingbird god, and the generous rewards for warriors for military merit are the foundation of the kingdom's own identity.
"Ali! You're back!"
"Yes! Ancestor Priest, I'm back!"
"God bless you! You came just in time! I have a mission that requires you to run. The cavalry is faster..."
In front of the bonfire, Zuvalo smiled and stretched out his hand, throwing a wine bag to Ali, which was filled with tequila spicy wine. Then, he patted Ali on the shoulder, pointed to the northeast, and gave instructions.
"Go to the Beiyuhanbin tribe eighty miles away, invite the chief and the leader, and come over on your horse..."
"Invite them to participate in this post-war victory ceremony! It will be held in three days..."
"We must conduct the conversion ceremony of the captives as soon as possible, let them convert to the main god, and screen out the unreliable devout monks among them..."
"Then, the fleet will set off quickly and return to Shenhuatai Port before the freeze in November! The long winter is coming..."
Speaking of this, Zuwaro looked to the southeast. The white snow-capped top of Mount Yotei also looked at him quietly, looking at the deep white seaside. The early winter snowflakes seemed to be there or not, fluttering in the open Ezo land.
.I don’t know how cold it will be this winter. But with the blessing of the Lord God, the bear cubs raised the year before last have grown up. The Ainu Spirit Bear Festival is coming soon~~