Chapter 329 Ducks
At this time, the area from the west bank of the Laohua River to Tuchengzi was already in chaos. No one in the caravan, which had lost a large number of leaders, really knew what was going on.
No one knows why the White Flag Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty suddenly turned against them and launched a sudden attack on the east bank, and no one knows the identity of this group of troops who suddenly became powerful in the south on the west bank of the Laohua River.
The caravan that was supposed to set up camp in Tuchengzi and prepare to spend the night half believed the instructions fabricated by Ma Zhuang and others and set out to cross the river. As a result, it fell into the trap set by Yang Zhen and others.
Although the remaining half did not re-hitch their mules and horses, or re-load their goods to cross the river to the east, the instructions fabricated by Ma Zhuang, Hutug and their entourage also made the storekeepers and court officials who stayed behind the caravan doubtful.
Wang Dengkui, one of the eight families of the Shanyou Chamber of Commerce in Zhangjiakou, and the Wang family, also have strong financial resources. They are not willing to live under the Fan family for a long time. They have also long been thinking about when they can get in touch with the nobles of the Qing Dynasty, so as to win a passage to Mongolia outside the Great Wall.
Tokens from various places of the Qing Dynasty's Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Naturally, all the shopkeepers and ministers of the Wang family are well aware of the Wang family's thoughts.
This time, since he happened to catch up with the ten princes of the Qing Dynasty who came here on patrol and stayed in the prince's mansion of Aohan tribe not far from here, Wang Yuqing had to find a way to meet him before deciding where to go.
The idea of the person in charge of the Wang family was disclosed to the shopkeepers and court officials who were performing their respective duties in the caravan before leaving. Therefore, although the instructions brought by Ma Zhuang and others sounded a bit bizarre, these people figured it out on their own.
Many possibilities.
For example, the trade routes to Aohan, Kulun, and even to the Qing Dynasty and even North Korea are no longer monopolized by the Fan family, but a piece of the pie is given to the Wang family.
The result of their imagination was that after listening to Ma Zhuang's fabricated instructions with suspicion, they simply rested on the spot and waited for further instructions from Wang Yuqing who was about to come.
As a result, the chariot city that should be erected was not built, the horse-rejecting fence that should be placed was not placed, and even the broken walls and ruins on the Tuchengzi platform that could be relied on were not actively used as usual.
They were waiting for the order from their boss to arrive, so that they could follow the Fan family's caravan across the river to the east.
When gunfire suddenly broke out on the east bank of the Laohua River and chaos broke out, these people were completely stunned and had no idea what was going on.
Many people also thought that the caravan commander in front of the Fan family was ineffective, causing some misunderstanding.
When a group of cavalry suddenly appeared from the south on the west bank of the Laohua River and rushed towards them shouting, these people were completely panicked.
The Wang family servants and caravan guards, who originally thought they had dispersed to rest when they arrived at the camp, were temporarily summoned and hurriedly rushed to the southwest edge of Tuchengzi area, using their matchlock guns and bows and arrows to set up a line of defense.
For example, the team of servants and caravan guards who crossed the river from the Fan family were fortunate that the caravan members who stayed on the west bank of the Laohua River had a little more time to react.
In any case, their well-made matchlock guns finally came in handy. At least when Xu Changyong, Liu Wanzhong, Qingshan Hao and others roared over with the cavalry, the matchlocks on the matchlock guns were burning, and the barrels of the matchlock guns were burning.
The ammunition is also filled.
When Xu Changyong, Liu Wanzhong, Qingshan Hao and others led a cavalry with a total of eight or nine hundred people, roaring and galloping close to the southern edge of Tuchengzi, these defense lines composed of matchlock gunners and archers from the caravan
, it still played some role.
"Bang bang bang bang" muskets sounded intensively for a while, and then large sheets of white smoke rose up, blocking the sight of the archers hiding behind.
The archers, whose sight was blocked by the white smoke, also threw their sharp arrows into the sky amidst the dense sound of matchlocks, forming a medium-sized rain of arrows.
However, their effective defense also came to an end. Most of the projectiles they fired early against the sunset did not know where they hit, and the rain of arrows thrown early only produced some results.
Among the troops led by Xu Changyong and others, only those who rushed to the front were some. Unfortunately, some of them were knocked off their horses by stray bullets or arrows. More troops rushed through this loose and weak road with indomitable momentum.
The defense line quickly trampled to the ground those musketeers and archers who did not resist the enemy and had no shelter in the trenches.
By the time Yang Zhen led Zhang Chen's musketeers and Li Lu's grenadiers to the edge of the merchant group in Tuchengzi, there was already chaos there.
Any organized resistance will face the attack of the flying generals thrown by Li Lu's grenadiers, and the crowd dispersed by the flying generals will immediately become Zhang Chen's mounted musketeers or Xu Changyong's other troops.
The prey of the light cavalry.
A large number of caravan horsemen, coachmen, camel workers and even the employer's servants and hired guards dispersed in a rush. Some seized horses and mules and fled away on horseback in the chaos. Some even stopped riding their horses and camels.
No more, just run away to the west for your life.
There were also a large number of cattle and sheep herds brought by various caravan families after trading and temporarily placed on the south bank of the Yinjin River west of Tuchengzi. Without the care of the caravan guys, they also began to flee everywhere with the crowds and horses.
To the west of Tuchengzi, there was no outflanking team arranged in advance, and now it became the only way for the caravans to escape.
Compared with the crowds and herds fleeing blindly in the west, those people who were in the middle of the business group and slightly closer to the river bank chose to kneel down amidst the voices of people urging them to surrender and avoid death shortly after Yang Zhen led his team to arrive.
surrender.
As time passed, the sun finally sank into the distant horizon, and the grassland was covered with twilight. The shouts and noises on both sides of the Laohua River gradually dissipated after lasting for more than half an hour. As night fell, this world returned again.
There was silence.
"It's so fun! It's so fun! It's so damn fun! I, Old Xu, haven't fought such a fun battle outside the customs for many years! Mr. Yang, I, Old Xu, really admire your clever calculations! Look at these mountains.
The same seizure, this time we will make a fortune, hahahaha!"
When night fell, all the ministries simply cleaned up the battlefield and killed all those who resisted. After the generals had time, they gathered on a high ground in Tuchengzi and gathered around Yang Zhen.
Xu Changyong, who had just arrived on horseback, started shouting and talking as soon as he arrived. His blood-stained round face was filled with endless excitement and joy.
At this moment, Yang Zhen had a smile on his face, standing on a high place and looking west, as if he was expecting something. When he heard Xu Changyong's words, he scanned the nearby battlefield again.
Looking at the large number of captives, camels, carts, and mountains of various commodities, he couldn't help but nod frequently at Xu Changyong and others, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart.
But as the commander-in-chief of this grassland operation, others can celebrate the victory, but he cannot take it lightly or forget about it.
"That's right, we have basically completed our trip here. It can be said that the duck has been cooked and has been put into our pot or even our bowl. It is indeed gratifying!"
Yang Zhen said such words with a smile, but there was not much congratulation in his words. Xu Changyong, the old cannon leader Liu Wanzhong, Qingshan Hao and others who were originally in high spirits looked at each other in confusion when they met.
There seems to be something in these words.
Soon, Liu Wanzhong, the old cannon leader who was a little confused, asked: "General Yang, what are you doing--but do you have any other arrangements?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yang Zhen didn't want to dampen everyone's interest, so he immediately said with a smile: "There are no other arrangements. I just have an idea now, to bring everyone back safely and capture everyone on our trip.
These mountains of goods were transported back safely!"
At this point, Yang Zhen seemed to explain to everyone, and sighed as if he was talking to himself: "As the saying goes, a person who travels a hundred miles is half a mile. The more we are about to complete the work, the more we must do it."
Be careful! We got the things this time, but can we take them back safely next? Will the cooked duck fly again? "
Yang Zhen's words immediately stunned everyone who was in high spirits. The people who were congratulating each other just now suddenly became quiet. No one was talking and laughing anymore, as if they all realized what was happening in front of them in an instant.
Dangerous situation.
This Tuchengzi area is exactly at the junction of the Kalaqin and Aohan tribes. It is also the confluence of the Yinjin River and the Laohua River. It has always been a good place with abundant water and grass. In case there are nomadic people nearby
What about the Dongmeng tribe?
Will the shouting and killing of the guys just now make a joyful noise, coupled with the clanging of musket fire and the explosion of grenades, attract the attention of the nearby nomadic tribes and expose the identities of these people?
Once the whereabouts are exposed and the Haraqin or Aohan tribes covet them, can they successfully bring back the captured people, horses, carts and camel teams, as well as the mountains of merchandise?
Chapter completed!