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They couldn't beat the Buryat Mongols head-on, and couldn't go south through their territory, so they continued to open up eastward and reached the Pacific coast.Then, heading south, someone finally saw Heilongjiang.

Khabarov was one of the best. He not only snatched many livestock and women, but also brought back 450 pieces of sable fur at one time.

The Cossack brigands made a splash!

But the Daur natives were not vegetarians either. When the Cossacks invaded again, the Daurs rose up to resist, and the Cossack bandits were beaten and fled in embarrassment.Khabarov went back to bring reinforcements and artillery, easily defeated one tribe, and conquered another tribe.

Hearing that Khabarov had his own fortress, Yegor was very envious.

Taking advantage of Khabarov's return to trade furs, Yegor and several Cossacks stole Yakutsk's Mongolian horses, and the team that caught up with Khabarov decided to join him.

A serf who ran away from Tsarist Russia became a small Cossack leader in this way.

His riding skills are not good, and he doesn't know how to ride a horse and shoot arrows.Even to fire a musket, you have to get off your horse and stand up first, and reloading ammunition has to be done on the ground.

This kind of thing, in northern China, should be called a horse bandit.

"what!"

A Saharian native man, whose palm was pierced by the point of a gun, rolled on the ground screaming.

Yegor said to his Daur servants: "Tell them, five furs, for one person. If you want to redeem your family, come here quickly!"

Although the Daur people and the Sahalian people have different languages, they can barely communicate with each other.

The servants of Daur quickly conveyed the news, and the Sahalian people wept bitterly.

The more the native prisoners cried, the happier Yegor laughed. He pointed to a prisoner and said, "Kill him and cut off his head. This man injured two of my subordinates!"

The Cossack robber raised his spear and stabbed the prisoner in the stomach.

Several holes were poked out in a row, and the native captives hadn't breathed yet.The Cossack bandits drew their knives close to his neck, grabbed his hair and cut it bit by bit, cutting off the captive's head alive.

The rest of the prisoners were too frightened to cry.

Yegor said: "Put a few back to report."

The number of Cossack robbers is very small. They are not warriors. They can sneak attack if they can, and escape if they can escape.Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never fight head-on.

This time, too, more than a dozen Cossack riders raided a village of more than 300 people.

They attacked by night, set fire to the house with torches, and fired guns everywhere to cause chaos, and the natives scattered and fled.Then, capture the captives immediately, flee with the captives, and exchange the captives for furs.

Why not just rob the fur?

Because when the aborigines fled, in addition to the weapons, they subconsciously took away the fur.Especially the sable fur, which can be exchanged for food, and it is not heavy, so you must take it with you when you run away.

At this moment, several captives were released and were responsible for delivering news to the stockade.

"Let's go too!"

Yegor didn't stop, and took the rest of the captives deeper into the forest to avoid being attacked by the natives.

Of course, two riders remained, leaving marks along the way.If the aborigines bring furs to replace people, follow the signs to exchange meat tickets.If there are many natives, the two riders will run away immediately, join together along the sign and tear up the tickets.

In the indigenous village, the clouds are gloomy.

They do have fur in their hands. They used to pay tribute to the Manchus, and Tartars came to receive the goods every year.

Manchu Qing has not been here for several years, and their life has become better.The furs of the hunted goods were stored and transported to the banks of the Heilongjiang River, where they were exchanged for food with the Sahalian people who were farming.

The Sahalian people who farmed the land transported the fur downstream by boat, and returned the goods to the Hurha people there.The Huerha people continued to transport the furs westward and handed over the goods to the Mongols in Harbin and Changchun.Round after round, these furs finally fell into the hands of Han merchants in Liaoning.

Of course, if the precious Dongzhu was obtained, the Huerha people would also take the Dongzhu and fur, venture across the territory of the Mongols, and exchange them directly with Han merchants.

Now the Cossack bandits came to kidnap them and let them exchange their furs for hostages.

Without these furs, they would not be able to exchange food with the farming tribes, so many tribesmen would starve to death this winter.

"Change it."

Patriarch Bao Bai sighed, and his youngest son was also taken away.

Pity these Saharian people, they were once powerful and rich.United with the Huerha people, they can even resist the Manchu Tartars, and it took decades to be completely conquered.

The leaders of their ministries were constantly killed by the Manchus.

Their clan was young and strong, and they were constantly taken away by the Manchus.

The knowledgeable shaman also died in the hands of Man Qing one after another.

Then, the knowledge lost its inheritance, and the population gradually withered, and now they are being bullied by Cossack bandits.

The clansmen were silent, and they were unwilling to hand over their fur.

A young man said: "If we hand over the fur, will those robbers let them go? Who can guarantee? What we should do is to gather the clansmen and guard the stockade. Those robbers will definitely come back if they can't get the fur!"

"They have guns and ride horses," said the patriarch Bao Bai.

The boy asked: "After handing over the fur, can you guarantee that the robbers will let us go? Can you guarantee that the robbers will not attack us again?"

Bao Bai was at a loss for words.

As the patriarch, he doesn't have much prestige.

The previous patriarchs were all killed by Man Qing.He was the patriarch supported by the Manchu Qing Dynasty. His only role was to collect the furs hunted by the tribe and hand them over to the Tartars who came regularly to collect tribute.

After the decline of the Tartars, the clansmen did not even hand in their furs, and all stayed at home.This move was right and wrong, and the Cossack robbers did not take the blame. People ran away with their own furs, and the robbers didn't even catch a hair.

At this moment, those whose relatives were taken away supported the choice of the patriarch.No relatives were arrested, or hard-hearted, chose to side with the young man.

The two sides were deadlocked, and it was difficult to make a decision after three days in a row.

Yegor got impatient and killed all the prisoners in a fit of anger, leaving only a few young women.He said to his subordinates: "The aborigines here are disobedient, and they should be taught more lessons. Only when they are completely subdued, they will obey, and keep their furs and hand them over to us every year. The last night raid, these aborigines did not have firearms. They There are not many people here, and it is completely possible to defeat them head-on. Come back with me!"

More than a dozen Cossack cavalry set off with Daur servants.

These Daur servants are responsible for leading the stolen livestock.The livestock carried the looted food and furs, and several young women were also guarded by Daur servants.

Two miles away from the village, the servants, livestock, goods, and prisoners were left behind, and the Cossack riders rushed towards the village.

They wore leather armor, had slender sabers at their waists, carried muskets on their backs, and held a spear in their hands. This is all the equipment of the Cossack cavalry.

"The robber is coming, the robber is coming!"

The aborigines on guard shouted in panic.

The boy who opposed the patriarch took up a hunting bow and wooden spear, and gathered the tribe to defend the village. The wooden fence has been urgently repaired.

The Cossack bandits did not charge directly, but galloped around the wooden fence of the village.After aiming at the loosely guarded place, he ran over and threw the noose. More than a dozen people on horseback pulled the rope and quickly dragged down a section of the wooden fence.

The boy quickly led people to support the place, and the Cossack robbers immediately ran away and ran to another gap to drag down the wooden wall.

The native boy who had only fought wild beasts had no way to deal with it. He was sweating profusely at this moment, and was played around by more than a dozen Cossack robbers.

Finally, the patriarch Bao Bai stood up.

Bao Bai walked up to the young man and said, "That's not how we fight. We all retreat to the innermost part of the village. Gather together and use the houses as cover. When the enemy approaches, we shoot arrows, and when the enemy rushes, we raise spears. We have many people, and they There are few people, so when they are firing their guns, we must seize the opportunity to rush up and fight."

"it is good!"

The boy immediately understood what to do, and called the tribe to retreat and gather.

The Cossack bandits, after dragging down several wooden fences, rushed into the village on horseback.

He got off his horse and stood up from a distance, shooting at the villagers.According to past experience, as long as a few shots are fired, the natives will run away in fright.

But the aborigines here did not disperse, not because of their high morale, but because the long-distance shooting was not accurate enough, and none of the aboriginal villagers were even injured.The natives who have seen the Tartar firearms will not be intimidated by a mess of guns.

In desperation, Yegor ordered the ammunition to be reloaded, and rushed forward on horseback to shoot.

"Each find a house to hide!" The boy shouted.

The native villagers were in a panic, looking for houses as shelters, and the Cossack bandits could only continue to approach.

shhhhhh!

A burst of sparse arrows rained down.

More than a dozen Cossack riders were originally in a loose formation.Because the natives lacked iron, these hunting bows were not very powerful, as long as they protected the vital points, it didn't matter if they were shot by the leather armor.

The robbers simply gave up their horses and switched to fighting on foot. They quickly circled around a house and shot.

The young man was overjoyed when he saw this, and roared: "The robbers have dismounted, their firearms are useless, hurry up and kill the robbers with me!"

However, the group of natives who were shot had been beaten to pieces.

A volley of muskets fired, but only eight people were actually hit, and the rest of them could beat up these Cossack robbers as long as they rushed over.However, the local aborigines have been broken by the Man Qing, and they have long lost their bloody courage.

In other words, the young and strong who could fight were all captured by the Manchu Qing to serve as soldiers.

Only eight people were killed or injured, and more than 30 people nearby collapsed immediately.As soon as they fled, the natives hiding behind other houses also followed suit.

"Chase and kill!"

Yegor shouted excitedly, ran back and got on his horse.

More than a dozen Cossack robbers rode in pursuit like this.They held up their spears, and they could overthrow one with one spear. Nearly three hundred natives were chased like a flock of sheep.

The young man was so angry that his veins twitched violently, and he decided to fight the robber with all his might.

Hiding behind a house, he aimed his bow at a robber's throat.While drawing the bow, he suddenly heard the sound of rumbling horseshoes.

Yegor also heard the sound of horseshoes, which could only be heard by hundreds of cavalry.

Chapter 730 [Swatting Flies]

Yegor's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in panic, "Run!"

Throughout Siberia, the number of Cossacks is definitely more than a few hundred. Seventy years ago, there were more than 70 Cossacks who entered Siberia in the first batch.

Those who could not get along in Tsarist Russia, Poland, and Lithuania came to explore the East one after another.Over the past few decades, even if the number of people was less than ten thousand, there were at least several thousand, but many died of freezing, starvation, or beating to death.

But here is the Heilongjiang River Basin, and there are only two or three hundred Cossacks (including the servant army).

Moreover, they use ships as their means of transportation.Even if they made a fortune in the past two years, they only got more than 30 Mongolian horses, so the cavalry outside the village must be the enemy.

Without Yegor's reminder, the rest of the Cossack bandits had already rushed out of the village diagonally forward.

Cossacks are not fighters, they are robbers.

Since he is a robber, he must focus on saving his life.Not to mention encountering a large group of cavalry, even if encountering hundreds of elite natives, these guys will run as fast as they can.

"outflank!"

Luo Yanggui, who came here with troops, split up before entering the village.

The three hundred Datong cavalry were quickly divided into three teams.One team circled to the east of the village, the other team circled to the west of the village, and the other team led by Luo Yanggui rushed straight into the village.

In a blink of an eye, the Datong cavalry had already charged in front of the boy.

In the eyes of the indigenous teenagers, these cavalry were like divine soldiers descended from heaven.Their war horses are so tall and mighty.Their leather armor is so exquisite and strong.Even these heavenly soldiers, everyone wore leather boots on their feet.

"Enemies are coming from the left!" a Cossack yelled in panic.

"On the right too!" shouted another Cossack.

Yegor was almost pissed in fright, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Rush over at full speed, don't be surrounded!"

They can't run away.

The dragoons under the various divisions, and perhaps some of them rode bad horses.But as the first cavalry division, all the war horses were carefully selected, either the hybrid offspring of Indian horses, or the best horses among Mongolian horses.

But the horses of the Cossack bandits were obtained from the Buryat Mongols.There are gains from robbery, and there are also transactions to buy, whether it is good or bad depends entirely on luck.

When both sides were running at full speed, it was obvious that the horses of the Datong cavalry were faster.

"Breakout to the right!"

"Woooooo!"

Yegor took out a horn, jerked the reins and began to turn.He didn't dare to charge forward, because the Datong cavalry had already outflanked them, so he could only run in a panic to the forest to the east.

More than a dozen Cossack robbers reined in their horses and changed directions one after another.

There was a Cossack, whose horse couldn't keep its hooves due to the hasty turn, and lost its balance directly, and fell to the ground with both man and horse.The guy struggled to get up, and before he got on his horse, Luo Yanggui had already caught up with him and sent him flying two or three meters away with a single shot.

When Yegor saw the Datong cavalry approaching from the right, he subconsciously raised his arquebus.Suddenly remembered that the gun had already been fired and hadn't had time to reload.

Yegor swung his whip violently, and the horse under his crotch sped up again.

His Mongolian horse was stolen from the Cossack leader when he took refuge in Khabarov.Although it can't be called a BMW, it is still a good horse, which has reached the average level of the cavalry division.

If you look down from above, you can see Yegor leading the way... and running away.His subordinates were quickly thrown out of more than ten positions.On the left side, the Datong cavalry came back, and the Datong cavalry pursued behind them.

Luo Yanggui rode his horse and galloped while bending his bow and nodding his arrows.