Forty-eight years of Qianlong

Chapter 339 Yaxa Beacon Fire

Three years later, on the former site of the city of Lovekai, the Northern Navy erected a monument here - "Monument to the Anti-Russia".

The material of the stele is granite from the Outer Xing'an Mountains. Although it is not as white as jade, the tall stele body with a light yellow color makes everyone who passes by here-whether they are Han people or border residents, stop or put down their oars. , and gave a deep salute to the stele to pay homage.

On the back of the stele, those who died in the battle three years ago are engraved, no matter what nationality they are.And the one listed first was actually a general of the Qing army-Jing Qinbao, a Manchu.

In this way, the Beihai Navy showed the frontier people of all ethnic groups in the outer northeast that no matter who it is, even if he is a Manchu, as long as he is a warrior who resists foreign aggression, he should be remembered.

For the frontier residents living in the Heilong River Basin, those people carved on the steles have become gods. Like the two Yongning Temple steles standing in Temple Street, they will guard the two gates of Heilongjiang, one east and one west, and bless them. all the people on this land.

Time went back to that morning three years ago, on the river outside Rafkai.

When the Tsarist fleet was getting closer and closer to the Yaksa warship, Jing Qinbao stood on the bow with his hands around his mouth, and shouted in Mongolian: "Stop! This is the territory of the Qing Dynasty, you wait If you cross the border without authorization, return it to me!"

No matter how strong the Yaksa warship is, it was only more than 100 years ago; now facing hundreds of vicious Rakshasa warships, the Yaksa warship on the river is not Zhao Yun from Changbanpo
"boom!"

What Jing Qinbao answered was the cannon on the bow of the Raksha people.For the Tsarist Russian fleet, since they have all invaded, there is not so much nonsense, let's burn and kill them all the way according to the plan!
A cannon rang, and a tall water column splashed from the right rear of the Yaksa warship.After only a few seconds, the four cannons on the bow began to fire one after another.

"Boom! Boom!."

"Lord be careful!"

As a shell hit the deck of the ship, a Goshha hurriedly rushed to cover Jing Qinbao. The sawdust splashed on the deck was like a sharp knife, making that Goshhad feel like being struck by lightning, lying on the Jingqinbao's body. Qin Bao's body.

"Beat the drum!" Jingqin Bao's eyes were tearing open, he didn't expect the Raksha people to be so unfaithful, he drew out his waist knife angrily, and shouted to the panicked men on the deck: "Fire! Beat the Rakshasa back!" !"

In this era, the Eight Banners troops outside the pass are still bloody and brave, and the vicious Rakshasa bandits on the opposite side are just a group of uncivilized barbarians in their eyes.

A group of barbarians dared to invade the Celestial Dynasty and provoke without permission?Against you!

The shotgunners on the deck squatted on the side of the ship, aimed at the nearest Tsarist warship, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The two Franglers on the bow of the Yaksa warship spewed out anger, and puffs of white smoke rose from the deck. Fifty Han army bird gunners were divided into five teams, shooting at the invading enemy in turn.In the gap between musket shots, long arrows with red feathers were shot towards the opponent as a cover.

"That's it?" Seeing the feather arrows falling into the water one after another, Bogaevsky, the head of the First Transbaikal Musketeer Regiment, laughed dumbly. "Order the artillery of the ships of the first regiment to sink the Tartar warship!"

On the deck of a Tsarist Russian warship, a loader was heating solid bullets with an iron furnace. As the sailors beside him kept blowing air with leather bags, the solid iron balls gradually changed from iron blue to dark red. After two rounds, the iron ball had turned red.

The gunner operating the artillery saw that the incendiary bomb was ready, so after putting in the propellant charge, he put in a wooden partition, and the loader carefully carried the red iron ball into the muzzle with pliers.

At this time, the gunner in charge of aiming fine-tuned the gun body again, and then ignited the propellant charge with a fire fork.

"boom!"

The red iron ball flew more than 100 meters and rushed directly into the lower cabin of the Yaksa warship.At this time, all the officers, soldiers and sailors on the deck were busy shooting the Rakshasa, and no one noticed anything strange in the lower cabin.

Gradually, as more and more incendiary bombs hit the Yaksa warship, the fire finally ignited from the lower cabin, smoke and dust billowed on the deck, and the choking coughs of all the Qing soldiers came and went.

"Quick! You guys go down and put out the fire!" A leader finished shooting the long arrow in his hand, then turned his head and ordered to several sailors.

After a while, the sailor shouted in despair: "My lord! The fire is too great! We can't go down!"

Hearing this, Zuo Ling quickly ran to Jing Qinbao's side and shouted loudly: "My lord, the ship is sinking, let's retreat to the shore!"

"Damn! If you want to go, you go, I'm fighting with the Raksha people!" Jing Qinbao just felt that this battle was extremely aggrieved. The Raksha people's firepower was too fierce, and there were only a few dozen shotgun soldiers on his side. However, after a cup of tea, more than half of the casualties have already been lost.

Na Zuoling persuaded: "My lord, if you leave the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood. Let's go ashore and go to Yaksa to reorganize the army city and fight again. The Raksha people will definitely attack Yaksa! My lord!"

"Okay!" Jing Qinbao sighed, and shouted to everyone on the deck: "Jump off the boat! Swim back to the shore and enter the city!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, there was another gunshot from the opposite side, and hundreds of shells rushed towards the deck of the Yaksa battleship, immediately smashing the Jingbao into a sieve, spurting blood all over his body, and killed him instantly.

Zuo Ling was bluffed and yelled "jump the boat", and then dived into the water with the survivors.At this time, there was a burst of gunfire on the Tsarist Russian warship. Under the command of the commander, the Cossack soldiers kept shooting at the officers and soldiers of the Qing army who jumped into the icy river, sinking them in the water one after another.

At noon, the [-]st Transbaikal Musketeer Regiment was ordered to land. With the cannons unloaded from the ship, they began to bombard the fortified city of Rafkai.

This is the land where the Daur people have lived for generations. Their ancestors resisted the invasion of Rakshasa more than 100 years ago.Facing the fierce artillery fire, the local Geshanda ordered most of the tribe to retreat to the city of Yaksa; at the same time, he asked his men to take a fast boat to report to the city of Aihui, hoping that the heavenly soldiers of Bogdahan would come to clean up these hateful devils .

It took only one hour for the city of Rafkai, which was surrounded by logs, to fall, and the dozens of Daurs who stayed in the city to resist were all killed.

Facing more than a dozen 12-pound guns and hundreds of flintlock muskets, only three hours later, the city of Yaksa fell into the hands of Raksha again after 100 years.Except for a few border residents who escaped, more than [-] Daurs headed by the local Geshanda were slaughtered by the Cossacks who rushed into the city of Yaksa.
Zhamusu is a well-known old fisherman in Yaksa City. Many people say that he knows Heilongjiang better than his own son.He knows exactly where there are shoals, where there are sandbars, and where the water is deep and shallow on the section of the river from Yaksa to Aihui City.

Zamusu and his family lived in a small village ten miles downstream from Yaksa City. During the day, he also participated in the battle to defend Yaksa, and finally escaped home by luck.

Run again?Where can I escape to?The home of his ancestors for generations is here!
Although he is just a fisherman, he has never had a good impression of Raksha on the other side of the Ergun River.In the 22nd and 24th years of Kangxi, his great-grandfather participated in the Battle of Yaksa twice, and finally died of injuries and fell under the city of Yaksa.

After dark, it began to rain lightly outside the house, and Zamusu and his family sat under the oil lamp and were unhappy.Rakshasa is here, when will Bogdakhan's heavenly soldiers arrive?
The family was about to turn on the lights and go to bed when two hounds crouching by the door suddenly sat up straight, their pointed ears pricked up.

Outside the door, there was a messy sound among the thin rain, like the impact of iron objects, and the hoofbeats of a herd of pigs entering the village.

The two dogs pushed the door open with their paws and swished out.

His son Obku asked suspiciously, "Is it a wild boar?"

"No," Zhamusu said, pushing the leather mattress on the kang aside, "someone is coming!"

As soon as the words fell, the two dogs barked louder and louder in the yard. The movement was very special. Only when they happened to encounter the most ferocious wild animals while hunting in the mountains, would they call the police like this to their owners.

The sound of clumsy footsteps splashing muddy water became clearer and louder, and babbles of incomprehensible language also sounded outside the courtyard.Is that Fiyaka?The nasal sound is not so heavy; is it Ewenki dialect?The tail is longer than this
Just when Zamusu picked up his ebony bow and his son picked up a tiger spear, the door was pushed open, and a familiar face walked in first.

"Aisin? Why are you?"

The name of the visitor was Aixin, a Sauron that Zamusu met in Rafkai City last year.At that time, Aixin heard that Zamusu was very familiar with the rivers of Heilongjiang, and he warmly invited his father and son to have a drink, and the two became acquainted with each other.

But when Zamusu saw the people behind Aixin, his heart skipped a beat.

Red hair, high nose bridge, blue eyes, this is a Rakshasa!How could Aixin be with these people?
Essin looked at ease, he didn't even wear a weapon, he was wearing a black cloak with an eagle embroidered on the edge, because there was no button, so the small medal on the clothes inside was exposed.He looked at the vigilant Zamusu family and suddenly smiled.

He bowed to Zamusu and said very friendlyly, "Hello, my friend. Please forgive me, I have to disturb you as a last resort."

Zamusu looked at the shiny little card hanging on Aixin's chest, and then at the Cossack behind him with a saber in one hand and a musket on his shoulder. He suddenly felt vigilant, so he said coldly: "Friend? A friend who breaks into someone's house with a knife?"

Ai Xin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said apologetically, "I'm sorry, brother Zamusu, the incident happened in a hurry, and I was ordered to come here."

"Order? Whose order are you taking?" Zhamusu said coldly, "The few who came with you are all Rakshasa, right?"

"Raksha?" At this time, the redhead behind Aixin was obviously the first to hear about it.

Ai Xin hurriedly whispered to the man; "This old guy is swearing! Luo Sha, in the eyes of the Qing people, is a cruel devil who kills people without batting an eye."

Zamusu said: "Aisin, who are you? What nonsense were you talking to Luocha just now?"

That Rakshasa laughed, reached out and wiped his curly moustache, and said, "Rakshasa? The devil Satan? Haha, it doesn't matter. God's devils are also His saints, and God sent devils to the world." To punish those who are guilty, there are good devils, hahahaha"

When he finished laughing, he stretched out a hand to Zamusu and said, "Old man, let's get to know each other. I'm your friend, Captain Petrovich, cavalry captain of the [-]st Transbaikal Musketeer Regiment."

Then, he pointed at Aixin, and said, "This is the second lieutenant staff officer of our Buryat Infantry Regiment, Aixin."

After listening to Aixin's translation, Zamusu looked at Aixin coldly and said, "So you are from Buryatia."

Essin smiled and said, "We, including Captain Petrovich, are all friends and neighbors."

Zamusu was not at all interested in the official title and name that Petrovich read out. He put down the ebony bow in his hand, pulled out the copper cigarette pouch from his belt, and said casually while digging out the smoke oil with wooden thread, "Well, whoever becomes your neighbor will be unlucky for eight lifetimes! I, Ongakumafa (great-grandfather), followed Bogda Khan and beat you out of Yaksa twice, and there is his blood on the boundary stone! Who is it? Did you guys come here? Who fired guns and cannons on the river during the day?"

Hearing Ama's seemingly casual words, Obku tightly held the tiger spear in his hand, and fixed his eyes on the Cossack soldiers holding sabers.

Seeing that the old man was about to smoke, Petrovic quickly stretched out his hand to Essin.Essin reluctantly took out his tobacco pouch, thinking about taking out a pinch of shredded tobacco.Petrovich snatched the cigarette pouch, and brought it to Zamusu with both hands respectfully.

"This is fine Turkish tobacco, try this."

Zamusu didn't even look at it. He took out the local cigarette on his waist, twisted the shredded tobacco, and said, "I'm afraid I'll choke my lungs with the smoke from Luocha." He smoked with gusto.

When the Cossacks saw this ignorant old man acting like this, their expression changed immediately, and they wanted to go over and teach him a lesson.But at this time, there was a sudden rustling sound from the canopy made of poplar poles above his head.So the Cossacks put away their sabers and raised their rifles on their shoulders.

Zamusu's son Aobuku stared at the roof, and the tiger spear in his hand suddenly swished towards the roof, startling everyone present.When everyone took a closer look at the connection between the roof and the corner of the pillar, the tip of the tiger spear penetrated a beaver, and it was firmly stuck on the corner of the pillar, with blood flowing out.

"Are you scared? Mountain foxes always come to steal things in the middle of the night, and hunters can't be polite to them!"

Aixin pretended not to understand, and said to Zamusu: "My friend, we Buryats, like you Daurians, enshrine friendship and peace as the most sacred will in our hearts. God and Your gods must be brothers in the kingdom of heaven, just like you and I are brothers. In order not to desecrate this sacred will, I believe that kind friends will show their enthusiasm to help us..."

"Stop, stop!" Zamusu, who was silent for a long time, interrupted, "What do you want to say?"

Ai Xin said: "My friend, no one is more familiar with the waterway from Yaksa to Aihui than you. There are too many river branches and sandbars in this area, and it is easy to get lost in the dark."

At this moment, Petrovich took out a handful of gold rubles from his pocket, which shone golden and seductively under the dim light, and he clinked his hands alternately.

"Old man, send us to the deep water channel, and I will make you rich!"

Obku knew that the situation was not good. These people had gold in one hand and sabers in the other. If they didn't go, they might turn their faces immediately.So he grabbed the tiger spear and said to Essin, "I, Ama, am old, and I will show you the way."

Petrovich was overjoyed when he heard the translation. He was about to make a statement when Zamusu suddenly said, "No, I'll go."

Zhamusu tapped the pipe and pot, and said to Aixin: "I have soaked in Heilongjiang all my life. I am as familiar with the deep water as the shallow water, and the fresh water as the salty water. Nine rivers and eighteen sets, Sanjiang 860 Island, it’s all in my heart. Obku is still young, he can’t do it. If the leader misses the road, he will trap you in the boudoir!”

In the second half of the night, the drizzle gradually stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, the moon set and the stars disappeared, and Heilongjiang entered the darkest time before dawn.

The advance fleet of the [-]st Transbaikal Musketeer Regiment was sailing forward according to Zamusu's instructions, and there was silence in all directions except for the roar of the bow cutting the waves.

Ai Xin who was standing on the deck suddenly became suspicious. He walked up to Zamusu, lit up the lantern, looked at the other party's rigid expression and asked, "Zamusu, didn't you say that there are at most ten miles away from the next village?" What is the distance? How come you have not arrived after walking for so long? Old friend, if you play tricks with us, it will not end well for you!"

Zamusu held his cigarette pipe in his mouth, and said unhurriedly, "Don't worry, I'm worthy of my friends."

Petrovich asked again: "Then why is there no fire?"

Zhamusu said: "It's late at night, who still lights the lamp to boil oil? They have already gone to bed."

The two of them didn't mind what he said made sense.Just as Petrovich was about to return to the cabin, Zamusu suddenly pointed to the front and said, "Did you see it? We're here."

Petrovich and Essin raised their eyes and saw a green light flashing like a phosphorescent fire not far ahead.Because the two were impatient, they didn't make a good identification. Petrovich waved his hand and issued an order: "The village on the right front of the target, tell all ships to move forward at full speed!"

Suddenly, the hull of the sailing boat suddenly made a loud "boom", and the bow of the whole boat was raised high first, and then tilted to the side.Behind them, several sailboats also made loud noises one after another, flustered, noisy, and stumbled, and suddenly became a mess.

The Russian fleet is stranded!
After waking up, Petrovich got up and tried to find Zamusu again, but he had long since disappeared.

In the dark, there are clumps of dry reeds everywhere on the shallows.

Furious, Petrovich felt that Zamusu would not run away, so he must be hiding in the reeds near the wooden boat.So he ordered the Cossack on the boat: "Shoot at the surrounding water and the reeds!"

After a deafening volley of guns, clouds of choking smoke were stirred up on the deck.

(End of this chapter)