Pang Tong looked very ugly, then he was silent for a while, waved his hand, looked back and said: "Come here, give me the gift for the captain!" Although there is still a long distance between Qu Chang and the captain, who doesn't like to hear it?
Some nice words?
Qu Chang smiled and said: "It would be great to do this earlier! Dried fish? Ha, do you think I'm a chick?"
Merchants must be checked and searched when crossing the border, but of course this behavior is partly to identify spies, but mostly it is to gain benefits.
Staying in this inhospitable place, food and grass expenses can only be sent once a month. If these caravans are not inspected and subsidized to some extent, where will the food and wine come from?
The large caravans from Pingyang to the east all take the Huguan-Hanoi route and never take the Hedong route. Only some small-scale caravans will take the Hedong-Hongnong route to earn some extra money.
Dried fish is not valuable, but the salt used to pickle it is valuable. However, salt and iron are somewhat controlled by the court. Although it is no longer strictly prohibited, if you want to operate, you must go to the government to register, which is also very cumbersome.
Therefore, many merchants simply use salted fish instead of selling salt. Although this type of control and restriction is not the same for large merchants, it is still effective for small caravans.
Qu Chang looked at the wine and bacon that were served, nodded, then pointed at a few items casually, and said to the soldiers beside him: "Take it down, I will have an extra meal today..."
Commander Qu turned his head, his face somewhat relaxed, and said to Pang Tong: "The people of the Wei family in Hedong really know etiquette. However, inspections are also necessary, but you can rest assured that a certain subordinate also knows the right rules.
Come on, come on board and inspect the ship, be smarter, don’t break the rules!”
Immediately, a team leader responded and walked towards the river bank with about ten people.
Pang Tong didn't behave well this time. He let the soldiers stick their heads into the cabin to check, and some even rummaged through some goods. However, it was obvious that the gifts he sent had some effect, and the hands and feet of these big-headed soldiers were not much.
Too heavy...
The team leader came back and reported: "It is indeed salted fish... There are not many weapons, bows and arrows in the cabin, and there are no horses. There are only some carts and the like. Weapons, only three or five waist knives and a dozen sentinels."
Great……"
Commander Qu glanced at the leader's obviously bulging waist and said, "Okay, I got it...how many did you take?"
The team leader smiled awkwardly and said: "...Well, aren't you talking softly these days..."
Qu Chang waved his hand to signal him to get out, and then shouted to Pang Tong: "Okay, you guys go over... hmm? It's raining? Ha..."
After such a delay in going back and forth, the sky was getting late, and I don't know when it started, but raindrops began to fall one by one from the sky.
"It's broken! It's broken!"
Pang Tong was shouting and screaming, and for a while he was ordering people to transport the goods down, and for a while he was looking at the sky, and then he was telling people not to move the goods down, and then someone who seemed to be the boss of the ship came over to ask for the ship's money, and the two of them started arguing again.
It was noisy and noisy.
Naturally, nothing was accomplished in the end. The dozen or so loads of goods that were moved off the ship were moved back in a hurry when they saw that the rain was getting heavier...
Qu Chang looked at Pang Tong with a sad face and asked someone to bring some wine, meat, salted fish and so on. He laughed and accepted it, and then asked Pang Tong and others, for the sake of the Hedong Wei family, it is okay to stay.
But I can only stay on the boat tonight, and I have to leave early tomorrow...
…………………………
The rain was pouring, covering the entire sky.
Zhang Liao sat quietly next to Pang Tong.
This is a ploy that a madman would only agree to if he meets a madman.
The south bank of Shaanjin is very open, and the entire terrain is in the shape of an inverted trumpet, so it is not difficult to just cross the river, and there is enough width to attack by force. Hongnong's defenders also know this, so they don't even think about it.
In order to completely seal off the entire south bank, I just built a small camp based on the terrain.
The Shaanxi-Jinnan Ferry is stuck between two mountains. The camps originally built for market trading were all burned down in the last fire. No one has rebuilt them yet, leaving some vague remains.
The camp near the shore is not big. It is called a camp, but it is actually more like a small yard built with wood. The small camp near the valley road has been roughly repaired along the mountain shape, and it has the shape of a fortress, while the camp near the south bank entrance
This one is much simpler, but it looks like a three-story courtyard surrounded by low walls.
The lower level is considered the kitchen. The fire pits under the large pots are now extinguished. The scattered wooden piles and stone strips around are the seats for the soldiers to eat.
There is also an area in the corner of the first floor, which seems to be used as a stable, but now it is empty and has nothing. There are some haystacks, dry firewood and other sundries scattered in the corner; the second floor is where the twenty or thirty people are stationed.
resting place
The third floor is much smaller, and is probably the residence of a few leading soldiers. On the top of the third floor, under a simple thatched shed, is a beacon match that looks like the word "well" that has been built together.
heap.
About two hundred meters inside the ferry camp, winding up the steep mountain road, a straw shed was built in the lee of the top of the mountain, guarded by a few people, as a backup beacon firewood pile.
These two beacon pyres were the ultimate goals of Pang Tong and Zhang Liao.
Only by capturing these two places at the same time can we isolate the possibility of Hongnong noticing any changes in Shaanxi and Jin.
After all, after taking the ferry, we still need to wait on the south bank for soldiers, horses, equipment, etc. to be transferred from the north bank. This will definitely take less than a day or two. If the Shaanxi and Jin beacons are ignited, the troops of Shaanxian County will immediately
Head here and block the exit of the trumpet-shaped valley mouth. In this way, even if Zhang Liao can force his way out with his soldiers, he will probably suffer a lot of damage, which means he will lose the opportunity to break through again.
But such a rainy night seems to be an opportunity given by God.
A person who was originally adventurous met an equally daring person, which led to such a strategy that ordinary people would never agree with.
Pang Tong looked at the sky and said, "It's almost done... Let's do it..."
Zhang Liao, who was dressed as a boatman, nodded, and then walked to the stern of the boat. Under the cover of the rainy night, someone pulled up a thick hemp rope tied to the stern of the boat, and soon pulled out the bundles of weapons hidden in the water.
Arrived on the boat.
A caravan without weapons does not pose much of a threat.
Therefore, the defenders near the beacon tower on the south bank did not take this "caravan" seriously, and with the addition of wine and bacon, many people had what was considered the best meal in these days.
In addition, it was a rainy night, and I felt that my upper eyelids were sticky and my lower eyelids were sticky. I was extremely sleepy. Except for those who still had their turn to be on duty, the rest of the staff basically found a dry place to hold their heads and sleep...
There is nothing wrong with alcohol and meat.
Pang Tong wanted to put some thought into it, but the requirements for the items to be added were too high. Not only did they need to be slow-onset, but they also needed to be non-violent in onset. However, how could such a drug be found just as easily as it could be found?
Is it with you at all times?
Zhang Liao was holding a spear and wearing leather armor. He nodded with Pang Tong and quietly climbed ashore from the side of the ship. The sound of rain in the dark night, coupled with the sound of the gurgling river water, completely eliminated the sound of Zhang Liao and others' march.
cover.
At the entrance of the small camp at Nan'ankou, two soldiers on duty, one on the left and one on the right, were leaning in with their spears leaning on each other, trying their best to prevent their bodies from being contaminated by the rain outside. There was nothing wrong with leaning against the pillars.
A little nap.
Zhang Liao quietly reached outside the camp. Although bows and arrows were too eye-catching, and once they got wet, the bow strings would soon soften and become unusable, Zhang Liao still had his own method.
Zhang Chen took out two short spears from behind and handed them to Zhang Liao's outstretched palm.
Zhang Liao tipped his short spear, then suddenly jumped out of the darkness, took two steps in succession, then charged forward, spearing one step at a time, and fired out!
The tail of the short spear caused slight vibrations due to friction with the air in the rain, breaking all the fine rain and mist. In the blink of an eye, it spanned a distance of nearly a hundred steps and plunged directly into the chests of the two soldiers on duty.
, only a muffled sound was heard, the two people were immediately penetrated by the short spear, and the original scream in the chest was suppressed into two muffled groans due to the powerful kinetic energy brought by the short spear.
The short spear flew out, and Zhang Liao had already followed the route of the short spear and rushed straight to the gate of the camp!
Zhang Jing also held a sword and followed closely behind Zhang Liao.
In the last battle on the mountain road, because the force of force was indeed a bit lacking, Zhang Liao was given a lot of training due to this flaw afterwards, so now he has some appearance. According to Zhang Liao, since he has embarked on the road of joining the army
, it’s not enough to just ride a horse. At least there must be some blood on the knife edge to look like a commander, otherwise these veterans will not be convinced...
It was a simple little camp, and the camp gate was only as high as one person.
When Zhang Liao rushed under the closed camp gate, maybe it was the rainy night that blocked the sound, or maybe he was too lazy to think about anything, but there was no reaction in the camp...
"People!"
Zhang Liao said in a deep voice, then stepped on the human ladder built by Zhang Jing and a few soldiers, jumped over the gate!
As the bolts were pulled down and the camp gate opened wide, Zhang Jing and his men rushed into the camp with Zhang Liao like a ferocious beast entering a sheepfold!
Spears are originally inconvenient to use in small spaces and difficult to wield, but such a situation is not seen in Zhang Liao.
Zhang Liao held the middle end of the spear, as if holding two short spears, and rushed into the resting place of the soldiers on the second floor. The tip of the spear swung like a living dragon, and it was already on the throat of the soldiers he encountered.
It brought out a canopy of blood mist, and then rushed towards the people behind without stopping, getting through any cracks and holes. It was not hindered by several large and small wooden pillars in the house, and only the sound of puffing and puffing was heard.
Became one piece!
By the time Zhang Jing led his soldiers and followed Zhang Liao into the house, Zhang Liao was already like a strong wind, sweeping past from the entrance to the stairs to the third floor, leaving corpses everywhere he went!
Zhang Liao glanced over with lightning-like eyes and shouted: "Zichu! Second floor! Black Gouzi, follow me!" After the words fell, the person had already rushed up the stairs leading to the third floor.
As soon as Zhang Liao showed his head on the third floor, he heard the sound of wind above his head, a buzzing sound, and a sword slashed down on his head!
Zhang Liao roared, and the spear was actually in such a narrow space. It rushed up the stairs as if it was alive. A spear flower bloomed above his head. With a clang, it burst out even louder than the torch beside him.
The brilliance of sword-to-blade clash is even brighter!
Qu Chang, who was awakened by the movement below, originally wanted to sneak attack Zhang Liao, but he did not expect that the gap in force between himself and Zhang Liao was too big, and he could not resist Zhang Liao's strength. Under the loud sound of the swords clashing, he could not hold the sword.
As soon as the tiger's mouth was loosened, the long knife flew out with a buzzing sound and pierced the wooden wall beside it!
Qu Chang was horrified. He turned around quickly and tried to draw the sword again, but it was too late. Zhang Liao, who had rushed up to the third floor, rushed over and swept him down with his kick. Then he pierced his back with the tail of his gun. He was furious on the spot.
Absolutely.
On the top of the three-story wooden board is the beacon fire pyre. At this time, someone is already banging on the flint and fire sickle. Just waiting to light the tinder, the fine wood chips in the beacon fire pyre can be ignited.
Then the beacon can be lit in the blink of an eye!
Zhang Liao raised his head, distinguishing among the noisy sounds, and then fired a shot from bottom to top, directly penetrating the three-layer wooden board! There was a crash, and only the scream of the person who was preparing to light the fire on the top floor was heard.
, was stabbed through the calf, staggered, stood unsteadily, and fell from the top floor...
"Black dog, go up there and clean it up!"
Zhang Liao turned around and saw a bow and arrow standing next to a low couch. He reached out to take it and ran straight downstairs to a pile of beacon firewood in the lee of the cliff.
On the mountain road, a fight has already begun.
Several soldiers stationed at the reserve beacon pyre had discovered something was wrong and intercepted Zhang Liao's soldiers who were trying to climb up.
Although there were only a few soldiers in the lee of the mountain top, because the mountain road was winding and narrow, it could only accommodate two people standing side by side. The fighting surface was so large that Zhang Liao's soldiers were stuck in the mountain road.
, the people behind can’t exert their strength at all.
Although they also used long spears to stab the ankles of the soldiers stationed on the mountain, the other party also used long spears, which gave them the advantage of being condescending. After several back and forth, not only were they unable to attack, but they were stabbed by the other side.
, he couldn't stand firmly and fell down the mountain road. He didn't know whether he would live or die.
The person who stayed on the top of the mountain was eagerly lighting the flint and scythe, sweating profusely. He had just lit a tinder once, but because this place was originally a spare beacon pyre, daily inspections were somewhat lax. In addition, the top of the mountain
Above, when the wind and rain came, the scattered rain and mist somewhat penetrated into the originally dry sawdust and wood strips, so the tinder lit for the first time did not successfully ignite the beacon pyre.
"Kara Kara..." Under the impact and friction of the flint and fire sickle, the sparks splashed out finally ignited the tinder again. The soldier carefully held it in his hand, blew twice gently, making the tinder bright, and then trembled.
He stretched out his hand majestically, ready to put the tinder into the beacon chips and wooden strips...
At this moment, with a "swish" sound, a long arrow cut through the rain and fog, came through the air, and plunged into the soldier's neck!
The soldier's legs went weak and he threw himself forward. Before he died, he saw his own blood sprinkling on the small tinder that had just become bright...
