In the late Ming Dynasty, rising from the grassland

Chapter 12
The night is getting dark, the spring grassland is still a little cool, and the humid air is far from what it can be compared to in other seasons.

At the caravan station by the river, more than a hundred carriages formed a circle, tall and handsome horses were tied to the side, and inside were white tents.

In one of the largest tents, a young man in Chinese attire looked at the middle-aged steward below and said sickly: "Steward Liu, how long do we have to wait until we go back?"

"Back to you, sir, there are still some supplies left. According to the tribe that came to trade, there should be a small tribe of a hundred or ten people in the northwest of us. We can return after the transaction with them is completed." The middle-aged manager quickly replied. .

"Hmph! A small tribe of a hundred people has been dragging its feet like this for three days. It's totally unreasonable. Do you think we should take the initiative to trade?" the young man said angrily.

"Sir, I heard that this tribe just moved here last year. Maybe they don't know our rules yet. Would you like me to send someone to inform you tomorrow morning? After all, no matter how small the lice are, they are still meat. You can't take the supplies back, right?"

The middle-aged steward said quickly.

I felt extremely helpless towards this third son of the Fan family.

I don't know what happened to the third young master. He stayed at home in the compound. This time he decided to follow the caravan to Liaodong for a long experience. Sure enough, he fell ill halfway through and had to stay.

In the past two days, he had frequently intervened in transactions with the Tatars. During this period, he almost angered two groups of Tatars, which made him worried.

"It's so troublesome. This hellish place is really not for people to stay in. There isn't even a woman to relieve the boredom. The day after tomorrow, whether that damn little tribe comes to trade or not, I will set off to go back."

The young man waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man had no choice but to resign and leave.

After leaving the tent and inspecting the manpower on duty, Manager Liu returned to his tent to sleep.

After a while, the entire camp became quiet. Except for the occasional neighing of horses and the chirping of insects in the wild, the two guards and three coachmen on night duty were sitting around the fire, talking, laughing and drinking.

I don’t know how long it took, but when the five people were feeling drowsy, several buzzing sounds suddenly came from the dark place. In response, the five people fell down next to the fire, covering their throats and trying to scream, but they only let out a burst of noise. With a cooing sound, bright red blood bubbles came out of his mouth.

I saw five people's throats, each with a sharp arrow stuck in them, and their throats were sealed by five arrows at the same time in an instant.

Not long after the five people fell, a dozen figures climbed out from under the carriage not far away.

These figures were all dressed in similar outfits, all wearing leather protective gear. Each of them carried a long knife and arrow pot on his back, and held a weird crossbow in his hand.

This team was naturally Lin Rui and Niu Sao. Except for Zhang Xiuying who stayed in the distance to watch the horses, the other 18 people came.

"Team [-] and [-] will go with me to attack the guards first. Team [-] will stay behind to provide support."

Following Lin Rui's order, 12 of them rushed to the tent on the left, while the remaining six women, including Mrs. Niu, hid behind the carriage again, ready to fire arrows for support at any time.

In order to facilitate the sneak attack, Lin Rui and other 12 people also strung the bows in their hands, loaded the arrows, and handed them to Liu Sao and other six women with the most outstanding archery skills.

The treatment of the caravan guards is obviously better than that of the coachmen and horsemen. They almost always have four or five people in a tent, unlike those of the coachmen and horsemen, where two or thirty people are crammed into one tent.

After the 12 people reached the tent where the guards were resting, they divided into three again, and in groups of four, they began to assassinate tents one by one.

For a moment, only the white tent was visible. Under the light of the fire, the figures inside flashed quickly. A caravan guard who was sleeping in plain clothes and armor quietly lost his life in his sleep.

When only the last three tents on the left were left, a guard who was awakened by urine finally noticed something strange and shouted while waking up his companions.

"Enemy attack!"

"Get up quickly, there is an enemy attack!"

Several guards who slept in the same camp with him were awakened and immediately grabbed their weapons and rushed out, just in time to bump into Lin Rui and four others who were about to touch the camp.

"kill!"

When Lin Rui saw this, he gave up the dagger without hesitation, drew out the long knife from his back, and attacked. The other three were also not slow in their movements.

For a moment, the entire camp was like a pot exploding. All the guards who had not been attacked were awakened and rushed out of the tent with knives.

However, Lin Rui and the others had secretly killed [-]% of the entire camp's guards.On the other side, hundreds of coachmen and horsemen were also awakened. Following the cry of the coming Tatars, everyone rushed to snatch the horses in a panic and tried to escape.

However, he was repeatedly shot by arrows flying from the dark, which frightened the others and hid under tents or carriages, never daring to show their heads again.

Here, after Lin Rui and his men killed nearly ten guards, the remaining guards saw that something was not going well and had to protect Manager Liu and escape by seizing the horse.

"Don't worry about me, go and save the third young master."

Manager Liu was helped onto the back of the horse and shouted anxiously.

But at this time, the entire camp was in chaos. The enemy was obviously well-trained, well-equipped, and skilled. The key was that we didn’t know how many people there were. How could they dare to save the remaining guards?
"Don't chase, let's go and catch those coachmen!"

Seeing that everyone wanted to chase the escaped people, Lin Rui quickly stopped them.

"Brother Lin, you caught a weakling. This guy was hiding under the bed. He was scared to the point of peeing. His identity shouldn't be simple based on his clothes, so I didn't kill him..."

Wang Gouwa came over carrying a young man in rich clothes. It was the third young master who was sick. His face was as pale as paper with fright, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

"Knock him out first and tie him up!"

"Those who kneel and surrender will not be killed!"

As Lin Rui said that, he led his men to kill on the right, not forgetting to yell.

Most of the coachmen and horsemen have never seen a battle, and will only be issued weapons to participate in battles when they encounter danger.

Now that they were suddenly attacked, most people had no weapons in their hands. After being chopped down and shooting more than a dozen people to death, except for some shrewd guys who grabbed their horses and ran away, everyone else knelt on the ground.

At this time, Mrs. Liu also led the five women and fought out of the darkness. The entire battle, from the sneak attack to the melee to the surrender of the coachman, only lasted a quarter of an hour.

The reason why they captured the camp so easily was firstly due to Lin Rui's strict training of everyone, and secondly because the caravan had not been attacked on the grassland for many years, so they were all a little careless.

Lin Rui was relieved until it was confirmed that there were no casualties.

"Brother Lin, what should I do with these people? Do you want to tie them up first?" Sister Niu whispered as she looked at the coachman and horseman kneeling on the ground.

"Tie them all up. Are you going to catch the car?"

Lin Rui was not angry, and then made arrangements. The first team and the second team stayed to guard the prisoners, and the third team first gathered all the weapons in the camp onto a carriage.

Then the prisoners were asked to carry all the corpses onto the carriage and clean up the camp. After finishing the work, it was already dawn.

At this time, there were more than [-] prisoners, and they discovered that the enemy seemed to be less than [-], and more than half of them were women. They were immediately ready to make a move, but they were suffering from the lack of bare hands and no one to take the lead.

"You two come here..." Lin Rui pointed at two of the prisoners and said, as if he knew what they were thinking.

The two prisoners walked out hesitantly, and the other prisoners looked at Lin Rui nervously.

"Xiao Cui, kill them both!" Lin Rui threw the two daggers in front of the two prisoners, and then said to Xiao Cui.

Naturally, the two prisoners would not sit still and wait for death. They picked up the daggers and stabbed Xiao Cui who was walking up.

Xiaocui was also holding a dagger. She turned sideways to avoid one person's attack and slashed his neck with the knife. Then she grabbed the other person's wrist and cut his throat and wrist with just one knife.

His attacks were clean and crisp, and they were all fatal with one blow.

All the prisoners were horrified when they saw that a petite woman like Xiaocui could kill two big men who were also holding daggers like a chicken.

The timid ones looked at Lin Rui and others with a hint of fear in their eyes, while the bold ones temporarily suppressed their thoughts of resistance.

Lin Rui wanted this kind of effect. After seeing that the prisoners were temporarily shocked, he asked them to drive the carriage back to the camp, while he led his men on horseback and held guns to supervise.

(End of this chapter)