Slip away

What is the Reserve Bulletin?

This is related to the promotion channels for us old Jianzhou people and the rather simple and crude system of the cattle recording system.

The Eight Banners have always been dominated by the flag owners. That is to say, the official positions were basically handled by the flag owners at first, and this has not changed until now.

The same goes for promotion channels.

It's all a matter of a word from the flag owner.

Most of the time, except for war, it is basically impossible for bannermen to get promoted.

Even if you get promoted, it's mostly in terms of salary.

Therefore, if ordinary Eight Banners bannermen want to obtain substantial promotion outside of wartime, the most important thing is to achieve class leap.

The only way is to create a reserve cattle record yourself.

I just use my free time to develop and farm, and at the same time gather some other bannermen who have not yet defected to a certain Niulu, as well as Manchus who do not have the status of bannermen.

"Shaking Thunder!!"

And what Kalama and the others are facing is a pseudo Niu Lu who is fairly well developed.

"Gather the slaves! Stop robbing each other! Take everything away! We are going back! Back to the old forest!"

This thunder is so powerful.

An enhanced version of the Sky Thunder can be said to have blown away the souls of this group of slaves and shattered their defensive formation.

When the banner leader sees this type of fake Niulu, he will not force them to be included in other Niulu, but will give them temporary Niulu treatment.

In the blink of an eye, a ball of burning linen was thrown down by Jiannu, causing the savage warriors underneath to scream and run away. For a while, the scene seemed to come and go.

Kalama, who still had the minced Jiannu meat on the iron rod in his hand, was shouting and urging like crazy.

But the leaders of the dead warriors always refused.

There was a loud shout outside the suddenly opened door.

The broken pieces of iron inside made a banging sound when they hit the wooden door.

Now it's a battering ram.

Then, Cheng Kuo opened the door with a grin, eager to see the scene inside.

In front of this good piece of wood, the door bolt finally couldn't resist.

After the door bolt exploded with a bang, the stones and debris piled up in front of the door were also pushed away by the crazy tribal warriors outside the door.

With the saber lying in front of him, and taking a deep breath of the gunpowder smoke from the door opening, Cheng Kuo took the lead and rushed towards a war slave whose body was covered with thunderous iron pieces.

Soon there were two armored slaves pushing the ladder down with shields on their shoulders.

The other savages were stunned, and after Kalama's roar, they regained their fanatical consciousness and swarmed into the earthen fort.

Those who were not knocked down by the bombing and those who dared to resist were quickly overwhelmed by the difference in numbers, and those who did not dare to resist began to retreat back to the buildings in the earthen fortress.

In this way, the fake Niulu became the real Niulu, and the leaders inside could proudly express that they had transformed from Qiding to Niulu Ezhen.

I should have gone back on the fifth day.

This was originally the material used by this group of slave builders to build houses.

Thanks to the gunpowder prepared by His Majesty himself, the explosion sound is much more pleasant than the previous one.

"Crack!"

Inside the door, several Jian slaves were roaring at the war slaves to grab their spears and wait for the moment to break through.

There are more than ten soldiers among them, nearly a hundred war slaves have been subdued, and the number of serfs is also hundreds, which is not much worse than other cattle.

Quite leisurely, he began to perform his duties and win over the Han people.

Now, relying on the number of people, they began to suppress the fire. They picked up stones, wood, arrows and threw whatever they picked up. The Jiannu on the opposite side was quite embarrassed.

Wuerte said at the beginning that they could only fight for five days under the premise of ensuring absolute safety.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, the savage who threw the thunder grabbed the wooden door that had just been opened and closed it again!

"boom!"

Because of Cheng Kuo's advice, Kalama and the tribe warriors replaced the props used to smash the door with a log that had not yet dried.

certainly.

pity.

Fortunately, the battle with the wind was comfortable before. The continuous easy plundering completely inspired the greed, ferocity and wild fighting spirit of the raiding team. Even though they had lost more than twenty people in one time, they still had no intention of retreating.

Fortunately, there is no gate tower above the gate of this wooden castle, otherwise Kalama who was hammering the gate might have had a pot of hot golden juice splashed on his head and face.

Although His Majesty gave this to him to help him escape from siege in times of crisis, but

"I really can't help it!"

Their garrison was well built, probably because they were afraid that their development plans would be coveted and persecuted by other cows, so the wooden fortress on the outer wall had all kinds of defensive facilities fairly complete.

Cheng Kuo slowed down his pace after chasing and killing two Jiannu slaves.

At this time, they were in despair.

But the wooden castle gate is obviously the focus of the attack.

And as long as this kind of Niulu performs well during the war, or is highly elite, and pays a lot of filial piety, etc., then the flag owner will turn it into an official Niulu.

War slaves do not count.

From the master of Aha, he became the master of Qiding, an ordinary Jianzhou native.

The not very smart ones opened the small door of the wooden castle in a panic, allowing more tribal warriors to pour in.

Just as Jiannu inside was furious, his eyes were about to burst, and he was roaring and wanted to rush forward to fight with the barbarians outside.

The moment the door closed, an extremely violent explosion came from inside the door, making Kalama beside Cheng Kuo tremble.

There were several war slaves in front who were frantically piling everything they could move in front of the door, hoping to hold on for a while longer.

Another crisp sound made Jiannu on top of the wooden wall tremble. He simply rolled down and stared at the door together.

Therefore, even if some savages wore the looted slave armor, this battle would still be difficult.

Then, amidst cheers, a ladder pulled out from the station was carried by the savages and put up on the wooden wall.

As if in exchange for it, a black ball shining with sparks flew in.

In this way, when you become more powerful, you can recruit dozens of elites, hundreds of warriors and armored men, and then you can join the army when the flag leader calls for it.

Like other looted cattle.

"Step aside!!"

I don’t know how these savages dared, how they came out, and why they were so crazy.

Suddenly someone among the slaves howled miserably.

The arrows were nailed to the armor of the savages in the front row, with little effect.

The heavy iron rod was powerful enough to fight a tiger with every blow, and the wooden door it hit would make a cracking sound from time to time.

Immediately, the slaves saw the savages outside the door hurriedly hiding on both sides. A savage wearing armor and a beard braided took the lead and threw his right hand fiercely!

When Jian Nu saw the door open, he was immediately shot by several arrows.

It was already the seventh day since they started robbing. They had agreed before that they would go back no matter what after this robbing.

These slaves who wear armor are the slaves of the armored men. They are traitors to Your Majesty, to Cheng Kuo, and to the Ming Dynasty.

Those who were knocked down or injured were immediately hacked to death by the barbarians who rushed in. Being able to injure a tribal soldier while struggling was already a very good record.

They wanted more to compensate for their grief over the death of their warriors.

"Move quickly! Light the torch today! We'll leave overnight! The sooner we get back, the better!"

Five days extended to seven days, making Kalama more and more anxious day by day.

An unknown premonition had been brewing until now, making his nerves extremely tense and his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.
Chapter completed!