Chapter 1018 Raid on the self-written scroll (end)

  The battle that followed seemed a little lackluster, and even Zai Sai didn't expect it to be so smooth.

  As the armies of various ministries entered the city, the ministries of the Beijing camp, which were almost completely in chaos, soon collapsed completely without a leader.

Under the eyes of the Neikalka cavalry with swords and leaping horses, the Neikalka infantry quickly rushed into the barracks. The soldiers of the Beijing camp who were still asleep could hardly make a decent resistance, especially the officers. They are even more timid, all looking forward to others being able to stand out, but in the end, none of them are willing to show up.

   Soon the ministries were divided and surrounded, followed by the surrender of the established system.

   There are only a handful of soldiers who can really fight back. It really feels like thousands of soldiers are disarmed, and none of them is a man.

   There are still some twists and turns outside the city.

Hongguoer led the Horqin people to attack the forage field and caused a fire in the forage field. As a result, the Shenji Battalion stationed in the forage field took the opportunity to flee. A few of them could only take advantage of the chaos to chase and kill for a while, but they were blocked by one of them desperately, with few results. This also made Hong Guoer feel ashamed and could not hold his head up in front of Zai Sai.

   Similarly, Bahrain's offensive in the west of the city was very smooth in the early stage, defeating the front of the military camp in one fell swoop, and because the rocket also caused a fire in the military camp, Setel took advantage of the situation to cover up the attack.

Unexpectedly, when chasing and killing the north of the Beibing Camp, they were counterattacked by the first part of the Fifth Army Battalion of the Beijing Camp. The striker's forward suffered a lot of losses, but the opponent did not love to fight, so they quickly withdrew and fled to Lu'erling in the north in the mountains.

On the contrary, the city with the largest and strongest garrison in the Beijing camp encountered the weakest resistance, almost none. In the entire Hongji assassination army, only more than 30 people were killed in battle, and more than 100 people were injured. The degree of loss is almost negligible. It also set the smallest record for Zai Sai to lead troops.

Recalling the fierce battle under Qian'an City, Zai Sai couldn't believe that this also belonged to the Great Zhou Army, and here was the emperor's own army. The huge gap underground still made him unbelievable.

Until now, Zai Sai still thinks that the firecracker army that can face several times the enemy in a fierce battle without being defeated in Qian'an City can only be the newly built elite firecrackers in Liaodong. Form a team of trained people.

  As the sky gradually brightened, the situation in the entire town of Santunying has basically been brought under control.

   But the problem facing Zai Sai has only just begun.

  There are as many as 40,000 prisoners captured in the military camp in this city alone, including two lieutenants, three generals, seven guerrilla generals, and countless garrison officers, commanders, and generals.

  How to deal with so many people?

At this time, Zai Sai remembered what Busia Mara reminded himself when he left. It is easy to win this battle, but how to successfully realize this victory and turn it into substantial benefits is the most important and most important thing. It's not easy.

  If there is no middleman to help negotiate peace and matchmaking, what can these tens of thousands of pampered but without any labor skills do in their hands?

Darhan, Zhuangtu, Mangguda, Bilingtu, Suzai and others were extremely excited. They never thought that they could capture tens of thousands of troops in one fell swoop. I don't have any hope for this battle, I just hope that I can get some spoils that I can explain to my tribe after I go back, and I am satisfied. I never thought that this battle of Santunying won such a huge gain with such a small loss.

   "Mr. Fan, you have contributed a lot to achieving such a great victory in this battle. After this time, there must be a big thank you." Zai Sai also smiled.

Although I also know that a series of things behind this are still troublesome, but after all, the overall situation of this battle has been decided. At least after going back, there will be a fight against the five tribes of Inner Khalkha, Chahar people and Jianzhou Jurchen. I told you, as for how much benefit you can get from it, that's another matter.

"Master Zai Sai is serious. We will have many opportunities to deal with Master Zai Sai in the future. I hope that Master Zai Sai will be more convenient at that time." Fan Qing smiled slightly, "But Master Zai Sai, you captured him all at once. With so many people from the Beijing camp, how do you plan to deal with them?"

  After all, this question was asked, Zai Sai’s heart shuddered, and he said calmly: “Why did Mr. Fan teach me?”

"I'm afraid Mr. Zaisai has a plan in his heart." Fan Qing didn't point it out, "The soldiers of the Beijing camp have settled in the capital for many years. They have no special skills. It is impossible for them to follow Mr. Zaisai back to the grassland like ordinary farmers. They are also useless, it is estimated that Lord Zai Sai intends to use them as goods to trade with Da Zhou."

   "Well, will the Great Zhou court pay ransom for these people?" Zai Sai asked back.

Fan Qing shook his head, "If the previous emperor was here, maybe he would, but the current emperor may have a hard time. The Great Zhou court is currently in tight financial constraints. How can there be extra money to redeem these people? Three to five hundred thousand taels of silver may be able to make up for it." Come out, but can Master Zai Sai agree?"

Zai Sai's face was ferocious, "Mr. Fan, do you know how many people died in the fifth department of Neikalkha in Qian'an City? Less than a thousand people can return to the grassland alive, and there are countless minor injuries, three to five million taels. Could it be that the life of one of our grassland warriors is only worth three to five hundred taels of silver? Then I might as well kill these 40,000 people Let’s take all the one or two thousand artisans and peasants in this town and take them back to the grassland!”

   "Even if you kill all these people, you still won't get what you want." Fan Qing smiled and said, "It's better to think more about getting back what you want."

   "But you said that the Great Zhou court refused to pay the ransom for these people?" Zai Sai asked, staring at the other party.

"The imperial court is unwilling to pay, but there must be someone who is willing to pay." Fan Qing chuckled, "Their own family is definitely willing, and there will be many businessmen who are willing to help these people pay. Many of them are nobles in Beijing, and many of them Everyone is willing to take this relationship."

  Zai Sai nodded secretly.

   Sure enough, it seems that Fan Qing also wants to write about this business.

These merchants of the Great Zhou who have done big business are more or less related to the court of the Great Zhou, and these martial arts families not only have one or two children in the army, they are both in the Beijing camp and in the frontier army. Yes, there are also those who work in the guards of the capitals in various places, so it will definitely be useful in the future to be able to build up this relationship.

   But does this guy really only have the line of Jianzhou Jurchen?

   Zai Sai had some doubts.

But at this time, he felt much more at ease. It is good that this guy is willing to make connections, lest he be subject to Busia Mara's family, but in his words, it seems that he only wants to help those martial arts children, that is, It seems that ordinary soldiers and low-ranking officers are not interested in those military officers taking the line, but this is a troublesome matter.

   "Mr. Fan, I understand what you mean, but most of Wu Xun's children are generals and mid-to-high-ranking officers, but what about these tens of thousands of soldiers?" Zai Sai said leisurely.

"My lord, we are just businessmen. We will not do business with no profit or loss. Although these ordinary soldiers are not worthless, they need to contact the families of these people in Beijing, and ordinary soldiers may not be able to give much money. Come, it's troublesome, cumbersome, time-consuming and labor-intensive, meaningless, and we don't have so much energy to do this kind of thing,..."

  Zai Sai sneered, but said nothing more. Sure enough, this guy was only here for these generals, and had no interest in ordinary soldiers.

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  Qi Jianyao had good luck.

  He left half an hour later than Han Shangyu, because his barracks were in the forage field in the east of the city, so when he returned to the east of the city, he fell asleep with his concubine in his arms.

The army is not allowed to bring concubines and maidservants, but it is allowed to bring servants and servants with them. Qi Jianyao simply asked this concubine to change into men's clothes and dress up as a book boy. Sleeping is really uncomfortable.

The surprise attack of the Horqin people woke him up from his sleep, but the fire in the forage field just blocked the Horqin people's encirclement. Fortunately, his subordinates tried their best to stop him, which allowed him to escape.

   Even so, under the pursuit of the Horqin people, the entire group of 6,000 people collapsed in the dark, and only less than 2,000 people escaped.

   "Huchen, what should we do now?" Qi Jianyao's face was as white as paper, and he was crouching on his horse, precariously tottering. Looking around, it seemed that the Mongolian cavalry might come out from anywhere.

  He Huchen had a knife-shaped face with sharp edges and corners, and a knife mark passed across his forehead, making him look extraordinarily fierce.

"My lord, although my subordinates don't know how many Mongols have come, but judging by the speed of their cavalry, they are definitely elite. The part I will fight should be the Horqin people from Eastern Mongolia. They are said to be allied with the Inner Kharkhas. Going south, I just don’t know why they didn’t go to attack Qian’an City, but came to attack us.”

"These damned prairie savages are extremely cunning. They made a lot of noise and coaxed the Jizhen army and us into thinking they were going to fight Qian'an. What happened?" Qi Jianyao almost did it when he thought of the sound of killing at night. The ghost under the knife shuddered, "The town must be finished. They have 50,000 to 60,000 troops going south. We can't go west,..."

  He Huchen was also frustrated.

He was originally from a military family in Baoding, and he was skilled in bowing and horses since he was a child. He thought that he would have a bright future in the Beijing camp, but he didn't expect to spend many years in the Beijing camp. There are not many matchlock guns, which also makes him feel that heroes are useless.

   This battle has been fought like this, facing the roaring Horqin cavalry with little power to resist, it is estimated that the entire Beijing camp has been beaten to pieces, what will be my fate in the future?

  (end of this chapter)