Ming Zuo

Chapter 1698 The Prelude to History Begins
Wangshan is not a mountain, and running on the mountain is exhausting.

Although the sound of gunshots sounded right in front of our eyes, it was really troublesome to track them down.

Coupled with the fact that there is no distinction between friends and foes, Gu Dahu and others did not dare to relax and kept on guard all the way, which made it even slower.

Stopping and walking, they climbed three mountain ridges one after another, and Wang Dashan, who was walking in the front, waved his hand suddenly.

The rest of the people squatted down immediately and raised their muskets one after another.

Although they are not soldiers, they have already developed their own fighting habits after fighting all kinds of beasts and poisons in the deep mountains and old forests all year round.

Two people swiftly climbed up the tree trunk, holding crossbows in their hands and condescendingly.

In such a dark and complicated place, crossbows are actually more useful than muskets.

Seeing that the others were ready, Wang Dashan took two people out from behind the bunker and stepped forward step by step.

In this process, you must not go in a straight line, and the speed must change all the time.

This is what the Wehrmacht taught them, and they can effectively avoid musket fire.

The three of them touched the side of the stream carefully, and finally saw what happened.

Wang Dashan gestured to the back, and Gu Dahu hurriedly led people up.At the same time, the others spread out to form a guard.

Behind the stones by the stream, there is a thin and emaciated woman hiding.

Holding a stone knife in her hand, the woman looked at a group of big men who surrounded her, her whole body trembling non-stop, while screaming something in a low voice.

"Xiu Cai, what is this bitch talking about?"

Xiucai is not a real scholar, but Howe, a top student at the School of Geography, Central University.

The reason why they appeared in the expedition team was to survey the landscape of this extreme northern land and serve as graduation material.

But since he is a high-achieving student, he naturally learns things quickly.Less than a year after coming here, I have mastered the local aboriginal language.

Howe carefully identified it.

"It sounds like Mongolian, but it's a bit different."

He collected himself, raised his hands and gestured to the woman, indicating that they were not malicious.Then I stumbled and asked in Mongolian.

The language of the two is somewhat different, but there are many similarities.It took a lot of effort to finally figure out the situation.

"She said her name was Munda, and she was from a nearby tribe. A group of demons rushed into their tribe this morning, killed many people, including her husband and father, and arrested them women. She They ran out while those devils were not paying attention, and ended up meeting us."

Gu Dahu and the others heard the gunshots, so they naturally knew it wasn't some devil or beast.

"Ask her, where is the tribe? We can help her save the tribe."

After hearing these words, the woman immediately became excited, knelt on the ground and kowtowed on the spot.

Then she jumped up, dancing and pointing in one direction.

Gu Dahu has already made up his mind.

"Give her something to eat and let her lead the way. Also, prepare to fight."

He was quite sure that the one who shot just now was definitely not his own.

Although the various expedition teams of the empire here are not good people, the empire has strict orders that they must not slaughter primitive tribes at will.

Although the expedition team has encountered some vicious tribes, but since they also robbed women and wealth, it must not be the style of the expedition team.

If this kind of thing is found out, it will kill people.

Howe took a sausage out of his bag and handed it to Munda.

After running for so long, Munda was obviously hungry.At this time, smelling the aroma of food, I immediately started to gobble it up, and I didn't think these people were scary anymore.

She was obviously very worried about the clansmen, leading the way while eating.

More than 100 people quickly interspersed in the primeval forest, all of them were as vigorous as tigers, but nothing alarmed them.

When they came to Munda's tribe, it had been razed to the ground.

Tents, huts, and thatched huts were all burned, and corpses were piled up in the pit next to them.But only for men, not for women.

Apparently the woman had been taken away as a spoil of war.

Seeing the dead bodies of her father and husband, Munda patronized and wailed, obviously unable to help.

But the expedition team is the most powerful hunter in the mountains, and it's time to show off.

"Gebulshan, can you catch up?"

A man in the team is full of confidence.

"This group of people swaggered, and they didn't hide their tracks at all. Tomorrow morning at the latest, they will definitely be bitten."

After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, ordinary Manchus also had to live.

Especially the former warriors and hunters were not used to ordinary life at all, so the expedition team became their best destination.

And when they got here, they really felt like ducks in water.Not only did he have a place to use, but he also earned a lot of wealth and improved the lives of himself and his family.

Gu Dahu made a decisive decision immediately.

"Old Shisan, take two people back and report the situation to the National Defense Forces. The rest wait and continue to pursue."

On autumn nights, it is even colder in the mountains and forests in the extreme north.But the pursuing expedition team was fearless and marched against the darkness.

Fortunately, the clothes on his body are very effective in keeping out the cold, and there are various foods to replenish energy.As a result, after chasing all night, the big guy didn't suffer any damage except for being a little tired.

In the morning mist, Wang Dashan and Gebulshan hurried back.

"Brother, I found that group of people, they are indeed Rakshasa ghosts."

After finally catching up with the enemy, everyone was very excited, except Gu Dahu who was calmer.

He took out the map, gesticulated, and frowned.

"Why did the Rakshasa ghost come here?"

He looked at Munda.

"What's ahead?"

Unexpectedly, Munda just shook his head.

She is a young woman from a primitive tribe, and the farthest she has traveled in her life is no more than a hundred miles, and she knows nothing else.

Didn't get an answer, Gu Dahu didn't mind, but marked on the map with a pen.

This is one of the tasks assigned by the empire.

Every time the expedition team came to an unfamiliar area, it had to make a corresponding mark on the map.

In this way, after the follow-up National Defense Forces keep up, they can quickly improve the map based on these marks, which really saves a lot of effort.

"How many people are there?"

"Seventy or so, there are about 40 firearms, and the rest are bows and cold weapons."

Once he heard about this equipment, Gu Dahu no longer had any worries.

"Go, kill them, it's best to capture a few prisoners."

The discovery of Raksha people in such a place exceeded the expectations of the expedition team.

Because according to the estimation of the National Defense Forces, the Raksha people are still far away.They had to figure out what happened to the Raksha people who appeared here.

The sun has not yet emerged from the top of the mountain in the east, and the earth is dark and unclear. The expedition team put up a battle formation, like a lion hunting lions, and touched the front.

In the open space beside the woods in the distance, a few simple tents are very conspicuous.

Women like Munda were tortured overnight, and were forced to boil water and cook like slaves.

A group of blond and bearded guys started drinking and having fun early in the morning, and they looked crazy like ghosts.

They let their guard down so completely that their muskets were piled aside, oblivious to the danger that was approaching.

This scene made Gu Dahu very happy.

He raised his hand, and the others raised their guns.

Just waiting for his palm to fall, the hail of bullets will hit these Rakshasa ghosts.

At this time, Gu Dahu had no idea what the next battle meant.

A brand new historical curtain is slowly opening because of them!

(End of this chapter)