Kowloon wins

Chapter 283 Collecting the net ([-])

On September 44th in the [-]th year of Kangxi, at three quarters of the hour of Hai, the night was already very deep, and the noisy Yanhe River in the daytime was now peaceful and quiet. Under the hazy moonlight, dozens of salt patrol boats Small and medium-sized boats sailed slowly on the river almost silently. On the front deck of a medium-sized warship in the middle of the queue, Fang Wansheng stood expressionlessly, like a statue, but the veins in his right hand resting on the handle of the knife Bi Lu, it was obvious that his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface. Suddenly, there was a sound of oars piercing the water from the downstream direction, and Fang Wansheng's eyes instantly became sharp.

"Let's go up!"

The boat came without the slightest intention of hiding, and the lanterns hanging on the boat could be seen from a long distance. Seeing the huge "Chen" character on the lanterns, Fang Wansheng frowned involuntarily, but he didn't The other words were just a cold shout, and Goshha, who was waiting by his side, conveyed the order in a loud voice, and immediately saw dozens of boats paddling in unison, quickly heading towards the upstream. The incoming ship outflanked the past.

"Hahaha..., is this General Fang in front? Chen Biao is being polite here."

The incoming boat did not avoid the encirclement of the Yan Patrol boats, and continued to drive straight ahead without any haste, but after seeing a torch dangling three times in a row, it stood standing on the bow of the boat with a long laugh. The old Chen Biao greeted loudly in a nonchalant manner.

"Well, why did you come with a boat?"

The medium-sized warship went down the water, and the speed was not slow, and soon it was less than two feet away from the incoming ship. Seeing that there was only a black-covered boat in front of him, Fang Wansheng's frowning brows suddenly became more serious. Wrinkled a little, and snorted coldly, full of displeasure.

"Hey, General Fang, don't worry, the boats are all behind, come here, send a signal."

Chen Biao was not in a hurry to answer Fang Wansheng's question, but with the help of the light from the lanterns and torches, he carefully inspected the surrounding ships of all sizes and saw that there were no faces, so he felt relieved and smiled. Hehe he replied, and immediately, he waved his hand, gave a loud shout, and a boatman who followed behind him ran to the side of the boat with a few strides, and shook the torch in his hand back and forth a few times, After a while, I heard the sound of oars in the downstream direction, and one after another the awning boats swayed out of the dark night, and they filed upstream.

"What's going on, why are there ten more ships?"

The Wupeng fleet was traveling fast, and it didn't take long for one after another to pass through the evacuated defense line of the salt patrol camp, and hurried towards the direction of Xiba. Fang Wansheng, who was silently calculating, suddenly found that the salt transport There were not twenty boats as agreed in advance, but a full thirty, his complexion sank involuntarily, and he scolded with displeasure.

As soon as Fang Wansheng said this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. The two commanders who were not far behind him pressed their hands on the handle of the knife almost at the same time, and the murderous aura floated faintly. It's hard to say who they were going for, but the two of them fixed their eyes on Fang Wansheng's back.

"Hey, don't blame General Fang, it's just that there are too many fashions in the first time, well, the old rules, you won't lose a copper coin, General Fang, go on!"

Facing Fang Wansheng's cold face, Chen Biao scratched his head nonchalantly, explained a few words with a smile, and then shook his hand, a small cloth bag flew onto the warship and floated steadily towards Fang Wansheng.

"Let go!"

Fang Wansheng copied it, and firmly took the small cloth bag in his hand, but he didn't look inside, but gave Chen Biao a dissatisfied look, waved his hand vigorously, and gave an order impatiently. .

"Okay, refreshing, I will have a drink with General Fang later, there will be a report later, let's sail!"

Seeing that Fang Wansheng didn't care too much about it, Chen Biao was immediately happy. He laughed and cupped his hands, and then ordered the sailors on the boat to start quickly, and quickly chased after the fleet that had just walked not far away.

"Withdraw troops and return to camp!"

After Chen Biao left, Fang Wansheng obviously lost the interest to continue patrolling. He just floated on the river for more than half an hour, and then ordered to withdraw the troops. With this order, all the salties who were eager to pay dividends were naturally happy Hurry up and follow orders, one by one howled with excitement, paddling like desperately, the whole fleet passed through the water like an arrow off the string, and within a stick of incense before and after, the time was already close The small wharf of the water village, but the excited people obviously didn’t notice that it seemed too quiet in their water village—even though it was late at night, the colleagues on duty during the day should be asleep. However, the little bugs that have always been screaming in the past are silent, which is obviously a little strange, but all the salties are worried about the money that will be distributed at the moment, but no one pays attention to it Waiting for a slight incongruity here.

"Put down your weapons, anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"

Just when all the salt men were laughing and walking into the gate of the water village along the small pier, suddenly there was a loud shout, and a lot of torches were lit up in the originally quiet camp, and groups of armored warriors came from The rear battalion swarmed out, with their knives out of their sheaths and their bows drawn up, they surrounded the group of salt men in the center.

"what happened?"

"Where did the soldiers come from?"

"What are you waiting for, are you trying to rebel?"

……

All the salt men were caught off guard, they didn't even have time to show their weapons, and the army that had been concealed and killed was completely surrounded. In addition to panic, shouting suddenly rang out.

"Which one is Fang Wansheng, stand up!"

Before the crowd of Yan Ding came back to their senses, amidst the sound of armor rubbing against each other, a burly general led a dozen Goshhas strode out of the crowd, and looked around at the terrified crowd. Ding Yan, with a blank expression on his face, took a sip.

"Wansheng below the mark has met the general, I don't know if you are..."

Although Fang Wansheng received the secret letter from Ji Huaijin, he knew that there would be a big move at Hongqing tonight, but he didn't expect that this move would be on the head of the Yan Xunying, so he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. The general shouted and asked, although he was flustered, he still bit the bullet and walked out from the crowd, and gave a thousand respectfully.

"General Fang has worked hard. A certain Geng Sanbiao, a general in the Admiralty's Mansion in Henan Province, came here under the secret order of the imperial envoy to capture Yan Ding, who is engaging in malpractice for personal gain. He also asked General Fang to cooperate."

This general is Hong Qing's confidant Geng Sanbiao. He was ordered to sail secretly to the vicinity of Huai'an half a month ago, in order to ensure that the operation tonight would not leak out. At the same time, Geng Sanbiao had led his troops to sneak into the water village secretly, captured all the sleeping Yan Ding in the village, and calmly set up an ambush, and finally controlled the Yan Ding returning to the camp. He was in a hurry to get someone, but he was afraid of accidentally hurting Fang Wansheng. When Fang Wansheng showed up, Geng Sanbiao let go of his thoughts and politely returned a salute. He shouted: "Take them all, those who resist, die!"

"General Geng, those private salt boats have gone far away. If you can trust them, I will lead a team to chase after them."

Facing the shining swords and guns, all the salties were not good at land warfare. Now facing Henan officers and soldiers several times their own, they naturally lost the courage to resist. They all disarmed and were captured honestly. At this moment, while Fang Wansheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his desire to do meritorious deeds arose again, so he volunteered to ask for orders.

"No need, the imperial envoy has other arrangements, they can't escape!"

Fang Wansheng had good intentions, but Geng Sanbiao didn't care. He waved his hand proudly and confidently rejected Fang Wansheng's proposal. He led his troops to escort a group of salt workers and rushed along the river towards Huai'an Xiba... …

"Order the rear fleet to shrink their formation, speed up, and hurry past the West Dam!"

At the end of the ugly time, it was almost dawn, and the salt fleet, sailing all the way through the night, successfully arrived at the mouth of the Yanhe River. Huai'an West Dam was already in sight. Not daring to be careless, he glanced at the dark and blind Huai'an City, and then ordered a stern-faced follower who was following him. The urgency obviously meant that he wanted to pass the West Dam as soon as possible——Huaian , one of the most important cities on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, has always been known as the four capitals together with Yangzhou, Suzhou, and Hangzhou. Its importance is reflected in the salt transportation. At the junction of the Grand Canal, all the salt boats coming from the Lianghuai Salt Field enter the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal from here, and then resell to all provinces in the country. Because of the parallel flow of the Yellow River and the Huaihe River at that time, after passing through the West Dam, there are many side waterways. However, once the salt boats passed the West Dam, the heavens would be free, and no amount of salt patrol warships would be able to find out the true whereabouts of the private salt boats.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A fleet of salt fleets next to each other had just turned from the mouth of the Yanhe River into the open water of the Huaihe River, and were about to pass the West Dam. Suddenly, three trumpet guns exploded in the dark night. All the people in the fleet figured out what was going on, and saw more than a hundred warships divided into three clusters and encircled the salt fleet at high speed. Possibility of turning around the fleet.

"Damn it, it's Jinling Navy, hurry up, turn around, turn around!"

The autumn is crisp and the river is clear of fog. Chen Biao only took a glance and saw the huge lanterns hanging on the masts of the many battleships rushing forward. When he found out that the outflanking was the Jinling Navy, his heart suddenly became cold. Halfway through, in a panic, ignoring the fact that the salt fleet was huddled together, he roared in panic, but at this moment, the salt fleet was completely out of formation, how could they turn around if they wanted to However, many salt boats crashed into each other by mistake, and the unlucky sailors fell into the river one after another like dumplings. The screams and cries for help were all intertwined, so it was so chaotic.

　Ask weakly, can I ask for a few recommendation tickets?

　　


(End of this chapter)