Lee Mingxun nodded and waved his hand to let Li Decan go. David said: "If you want to open up the situation as soon as possible, it is best to conquer the leaders while they gather. Whether it is force shock or coercion and inducement, it is a good way."

"If I had 1,500 soldiers under my command, I would take the initiative to fight with these tribes, destroy all the leaders in one fell swoop, and then take the land into my pocket. Unfortunately, I only have 500 people, and 200 of them are the armed sailors of your company." Li Mingxun said with some regret.

The detachment fleet did not delay and drove straight into the Heilongjiang River. In addition to the sea entrance, some obstacles caused by the flat and alluvial sand dunes, after entering Heilongjiang, the wide river surface allowed three brigged schooners to travel at will. Li Mingxun drove the White Falcon, which was the deepest full of cargo, at the forefront, while the Bald Eagle and the Golden Eagle, who carried troops, followed closely, and it was unhappy to move all the way.

After entering Heilongjiang, I soon encountered ships from local tribes. Most of these ships were small boats powered by oars, all without sails. The better ones were made of hollowed out a whole giant tree, while most of them were birch kayaks from local tribes. This kind of small boat was formed by using willow and camphor wood as the skeleton and using grease to stick birch bark to the skeleton. It was extremely light and could be carried by one person.

Most of the indigenous ships were in a fleet, with dozens of people on it, and only seven or eight people were fewer. In addition to people, the ship was also carrying minks. Li Mingxun sent Li Decan to inquire about it. It was the indigenous people who went to Pulu Township to pay marinks. Most of the tribes on both sides of Heilongjiang, while those who used log ships were indigenous people who came across the sea from Sakhalin Island.

Li Mingxun did not choose to trade with the natives because it would delay time. In the morning four days after entering Heilongjiang, Li Mingxun was attracted by the songs coming from afar. According to the map, it should be not far from the legendary Nuergan City.

The morning mist gradually dissipated. Li Mingxun, standing at the bow of the boat, clearly saw a cliff dozens of meters high on the left bank of Heilongjiang. Hundreds of people were singing and dancing there, as if they were holding some sacrificial activities. With the help of the telescope, Li Mingxun saw the indigenous people wearing python robes and cloth clothes sprinkling rice, millet and grass seeds into the river, and more were flowers of various colors. More than a dozen pigs and dogs were slaughtered there. The whole process was filled with primitive mystery, and the object of this group of people worshiped was the two stone tablets on the top of the cliff.

"Hurry, put the boat down, I'm going to see it." Li Mingxun couldn't hide the excitement in his heart and said loudly.

Li Mingxun took a boat and hurried to the place where the sacrificial ceremony was not allowed to follow. When passing by the bottom of the cliff, Li Mingxun picked up the sacrifices that fell on the ground, but found that the flowers were carved from wood pieces and painted in color. He hurried to the top of the cliff, but was blocked by a group of barbarians.

"Master, these people are asking about your identity. They are all from the nearby barbarian tribe. They go to Pulu Township to pay marten, including Sauron and Qili, who are charming..." Li Decan whispered to Li Mingxun after communicating with the indigenous people for a while.

Li Mingxun pointed to the two stone tablets surrounded by wild flowers and sacrifice animals and said, "Tell them that these two stone tablets were erected by my Han ancestors, and I came to worship them."

When Li Decan communicated with those leaders, Li Mingxun had already walked to the stone tablet and gently pushed away the wild flowers covering it, revealing the powerful and powerful words on the surface. Li Mingxun's eyes were moist and he recited in a slouching tone: "I heard that the virtues of heaven are so brilliant, so I can cover the brilliance, and the virtues of earth are so vast, so I can hold it. The virtues of saints are sacred, so I can please the near and obey the far, and give it to the people... Nine Yi Eight Barbarians, the Eight Barbarians, the Navigation of the Tige Mountains,

The northeastern Nuer Gan Kingdom, the Tao is in the three translations. The people and the people and the mistresses and all kinds of savages lived in a mixed manner, and they all heard about the trend and admired the transformation, but failed to arrive. Moreover, the land did not produce grains, did not produce or protect them, and only raised dogs, or fished for fishing, ate meat and dressed in skins, and liked bows and arrows... and the rest of the people gave them official titles and seals, gave them clothes, rewarded them with cloth, and banknotes. The land established the Xingwei District, collected the old people, and made them own their own subordinates."

Li Mingxun recited it, but there was a heat in his heart. He had seen this inscription in later generations, and he participated in a military exercise in Vladivostok. After the exercise, he saw it when he visited a museum in the city. When the former land of China was occupied by neighboring countries, Li Mingxun couldn't help but feel passionate.

"It is difficult to change the overall situation in the future. This time, God helps China. I sent me to this era. The shame of China for hundreds of years will never appear again." Li Mingxun said silently.

The leaders could not understand Chinese, but from Li Mingxun's respect and sincere expression, he was not blasphemous. When he saw Li Mingxun bringing someone to a incense burner, sacrifice, and burning incense to pay tribute, he even lost his anger at him.

"Is this inscription really erected by your ancestors?" an elderly leader asked seriously.

Li Mingxun nodded, took out an account book, and selected the same words as the inscriptions of the two inscriptions in "The Record of Yongning Temple" and "The Record of Reconstructing Yongning Temple" and compared them to the leaders. Although these tribes have no words, they found that many words were indeed the same after comparison, and they couldn't help but believe them.

The leader asked, "So, are you messengers from the Ming Kingdom?"

Li Mingxun smiled slightly and nodded seriously. The elderly leader asked, "Then what relationship do you have with the great Angel Superintendent? Are you his descendant?"

Li Mingxun naturally knew that Yi Shiha was a eunuch in the palace, but he was diligent in taking over the Emperor Yongle. He visited Nuergandusi nine times and collected this land into the land of the Ming Dynasty. He also served as a garrison eunuch. Later generations called it Zheng Sanbao on the sea, and the land was also in the same position as the eunuch.

Yi Shiha went to the Nuergandusi nine times to recruit the barbarians, comfort the garrisons, and let the leaders of various tribes go to Beijing to visit, and brought the Nuergandusi to the Ming Dynasty, and established hundreds of garrisons and thousands of households. Even if Yongning Temple was destroyed, Yi Shiha never blamed him. It was rebuilt again, and then a second stone tablet was found. All ethnic groups and tribes were convinced and had no doubts about the Ming Dynasty. For this reason, the Jurchen tribes in the East China Sea respected the Yi Shiha and Yongning Temple tablets, and respected them as gods.

"Like Lord Yishu, I am both envoys from the Ming Dynasty. I came this time to fight against the brutal Jianzhou Jurchens and restore peace here. I also brought salt, grain, cloth, cotton and other merchants, Enshenger, etc., and exchange trade." Li Mingxun stood up straight and said in a straight voice.

Many leaders understood Li Mingxun's words, and first looked embarrassed, and then they had some longing. The reason why these tribes paid marten to Donglu and received rewards for Wulin was not only because of the scarcity of supplies here, including salt, cotton, and cloth, which could only enter from the outside, but also because the Donglu had excellent armor and machinery and strong combat power, all tribes could not compete with each other. When they heard that Li Mingxun was going to fight with Donglu, they were a little hesitant, but they also looked forward to obtaining goods from Li Mingxun.

Li Mingxun said to Umu: "Hurry up, lean on the White Falcon, unload the goods immediately, take some of the above, and let Sambar come over and hand over the craftsmen and slaves to him. Here, a market is set up on the river beach under the cliff, and build the straw shed and warehouse first!"

Li Mingxun's subordinates were very fast and quickly took samples of various commercial goods to the shore. They were lined up under the Yongning Temple stone tablet, including bags of salt, sugar, pepper spices, and various ironware. The ready-to-wear, cloth and cotton ordered from Guangdong, a group of leaders rushed forward and nodded at these goods. Whether in terms of quality or quantity, the commercial goods provided by Li Mingxun was not inferior to the things that Guan Wulin got.

However, the transaction did not appear, and the reason was very simple. These leaders came from thousands of miles and rowed, and the furs they carried were mostly tributes to the Donglu. The tribute marten system and rewarding Wulin were essentially a way of rule. The transaction was only second, and the most important thing was to express submission to the Qing Dynasty far away in Liaodong.

A tribe without a lot of tribute marten will not only not receive rewards from Wulin, but will also be punished by the Donglu. Perhaps the Donglu will not do it himself, but in this land, there are people who are willing to use the heads of other tribes to seek rewards.

Seeing that many leaders were in a dilemma, Li Mingxun gathered everyone together and said, "Everyone, our war with the Jianzhou Jurchens has nothing to do with you. You just need to watch the wall and wait until we decide the winner. I will set up a wooden city and market here, and then go to Pulu Township. When we defeat the Donglu, the freedom and peace in the past will be restored here. We not only recognize your ownership of your tribe, but also reward Wulin, but also provide things that the Jianzhou Jurchens cannot provide."

As soon as this was said, there was a hustle and bustle around him. The leaders of all tribes all started to make noise. In the end, the elderly leader stood up and said, "Mr. Li, do you mean that we are ignoring the oath we made to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty and turning a blind eye to your attack on the Qing army?"

Li Mingxun smiled and signaled that the leader not to be excited, and asked Wu Mu around him to put his sword in the sheath. Li Mingxun said seriously: "You and I know that the so-called oaths are vulnerable. You value interests. The conditions I put forward are very good. No matter whether we win or lose, your interests will be lost. Even if you are indeed loyal to the Jianzhou Jurchens, what can you do? My army is already here, but your tribe is hundreds of miles away. It will take a month or two to prepare and march to support them. At that time, the ending has been decided. Why do you have to show your loyalty?"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces were all bad. As Li Mingxun said, the indigenous tribes in this area were scattered in the surrounding mountains and forests of millions of square kilometers. Each tribe had only two or three thousand people, and only a few hundred less. The primitive lifestyle made their war mobilization ability very poor. Returning to the tribe, summoning soldiers, and returning, the nearest tribe also took half a month, and even half a year away, basically no influence on the war that happened immediately. Moreover, they were not loyal to the Qing Dynasty at all, and they were more afraid and forced to accept the rule of the Qing Dynasty.

In this case, the best choice for leaders of each tribe is to do nothing, sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, and wait for Li Mingxun and the Qing Dynasty to decide the outcome.

Pulu Township.

This place was originally a wasteland. Because of its convenient water transportation, it was the location of the Wulin Yamen as early as the Nurhaci era. It was called a Yamen. In fact, a simple wooden city was inserted into the soil with logs into a three-mile city wall, standing on the high ground by the river. The low log houses were called Yamen. This small town, which was not strong, was used locally, satisfies the tradition of Donglu's city building, and only rewards, marten tributes and other ceremonies were held in it every year.

Bairdie directed the soldiers to move the supplies from the dock into the wooden city. In addition to the rewards of python robes, cloth robes, cloth and cotton, the others were military supplies, arrows, firewood bundles, grease and a lot of food. As a veteran, Bairdie knew the grievances between the Qing Dynasty and these East China Sea savages from the age of Lao Khan. He was thousands of miles away from Ningguta, and he had to face the rebellious Qi Lie Charming and the Sauron barbarians at any time.

While Bairdai was busy, a team of white-armored soldiers emerged from the dense forest, mixed with nearly a hundred Qiliemi Manzis. The leader was a short and strong man with expressionless face. The scars like gullies at the corners of his eyes made him look extremely cruel. This man was the sound map of the Haer Man tribe. Not only was the leader of the Haer Man tribe, but also the Halada (the surname Chang) appointed by the Qing Dynasty. His mother, wife and daughter-in-law were all Saarhanzi (girl), that is, the woman married to the barbarians under the Eight Banners. His unique relationship made him the most loyal person to the Qing Dynasty and the charming leader of all Qilie in name.

"Master Bairdai, the slave has dereliction of duty and has not captured Anlin. Please punish him!" Yintu said on his knees on the ground and gritted his teeth.

Bairdai was slightly surprised. He was not surprised not to catch An Lin. After all, he was the best hunter among the Sauron barbarians. If he was alone, Bairdai would not lose. However, after entering the forest, Bairdai felt that he was definitely not an opponent. What was really surprised was the state of the team in front of him. Apart from the dusty and wounds drawn by the branches and branches, they seemed to have no casualties. At least Bairdai did not find any signs of his fierce battle. You should know that Anlin's Selun Su tribe also has more than 500 soldiers, but it is not so easy to conquer.

"You haven't found the Selun Su tribe, have they migrated again?" Bairdie asked.

Yintu said with a heavy focus: "When we arrived, the Su tribe of Selun had already headed north, and An Lin left us this at his doorstep!"

As he said that, Yintu took out a skull from his pocket. The skull was only the size of a fist and was black all over. Baird took it and saw that it was still covered with dry skin. He understood that this was the tradition of Sauron's barbarians. They would hang part of their close relatives on their bodies. After revenge in the future, they would attend the funeral with the enemy's corpse. Now the skull has been left to their side, which means that An Lin is confident of taking revenge.

The leader of the Armour soldiers was a Jiala Zhangjing. He said: "We heard a bad news from the lower reaches of the north. I think Anlin's escape is related to this."

Bairdie asked both of them to sit down and asked seriously, and each detail was revealed in front of him:

A big white sail from the sea;

Armored soldiers holding a clamp gun;

Colorful and low-priced products;

There is also the mysterious envoy of the Ming Kingdom...
Chapter completed!