The night is getting darker.
The deathly silent Zhengjia Village once again ushered in the noise.
More than a thousand red-faced business clerks were constantly adjusting their cars in front of the entrance of Zhengjia Village.
He wanted to surround the hundreds of carriages loaded with goods into circles of different sizes.
This can be used to provide some shelter from the wind and snow for the rest of the camping trip.
As for going to the village to rest?
Not to mention that Zhengjia Village is not big enough to accommodate so many people.
Even if Zhengjiacun is big enough and has enough private houses.
The "powerful people" will never allow "low-class people" like them to be adjacent to them.
While a group of guys were busy adjusting the car body.
A huge luxury carriage, guarded by more than a hundred soldiers on war horses, and more than ten small covered carriages drove into Zhengjia Village.
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In Zhengjia Village.
Xu Qiancheng, wearing a heavy cotton coat covered with a thick layer of snow, was hiding on an inconspicuous street corner in Zhengjia Village.
He looked at the dozen or so slowly approaching carriages with extremely cold eyes.
Behind him, two hundred similarly dressed soldiers from the trapped camp were hiding motionless on both sides of the street corner like statues holding repeating crossbows.
The already strung crossbow in his hand exudes a soul-crushing chill all the time.
On the rooftops of the sparse private houses on both sides of the main road in Zhengjia Village.
Three hundred strong clerks from Song's Trading Company were lying on the bone-chilling roof with their faces flushed and their hands and feet cold.
Of course.
No matter how cold his hands and feet were, his hands never left the bow and arrow.
In two quarters of an hour.
The goose-feather heavy snow pressed down on the three hundred able-bodied clerks of Song's Trading Company like a heavy quilt.
Suddenly, it gave him a feeling of warmth.
There were even three hundred men in armor who silently circled to the outside of Zhengjiacun in the wind and snow.
Time passed by breath by breath.
The huge luxurious carriage that Mr. Pan was riding in and more than ten small covered carriages creaked slowly along the main road towards Xu Qiancheng and others.
One hundred and fifty steps.
One hundred steps.
Fifty steps.
Xu Qiancheng, covered with snow, silently estimated the distance between the enemy and ourselves.
When Master Pan and others were only fifty steps away.
Xu Qiancheng, who had thick snow on his shoulders, made a "crack" sound and pulled out the wild goose wing knife that had not seen blood from his waist.
"kill!"
Xu Qiancheng raised the wild goose wing knife in his hand high and roared with murderous intent.
The words are over.
Two hundred well-trained soldiers trapped in the camp rushed to the path of Master Pan and others with lightning speed.
Master Pan and General Liu didn't wait for the slightest reaction.
Two hundred well-trained soldiers trapped in the camp had already stopped on the village road.
It reaches the village road.
The trapped soldiers at the front suddenly knelt down on their knees.
The moment he knelt on his knees, the ten-shot crossbow that had never left his hand was steadily aimed at Mr. Pan and his party.
There is no need for Xu Qiancheng to give another order.
The trapped soldiers at the front of the village road.
As soon as Fang stabilized his body, he activated the crossbow in his hand without hesitation.
Hundreds of eight-inch featherless arrows rushed towards Mr. Pan and his party with the force of thunder in the wind and snow.
Almost instantly.
A shrill scream could be heard continuously from more than a dozen carriages.
Bright red flowers blooming in full bloom, vying to bloom in Zhengjia Village amid the wind and snow.
Of course.
One wave comes after another.
The trapped soldiers at the front of the village road dumped the ten-round crossbows in their hands.
Empty.
Behind him, the trapped soldier squatting on the ground had already activated the repeating crossbow machine in his hand, which symbolized killing.
at the same time.
More trapped soldiers either leaned down, bent their backs, stood upright, or pointed their repeating crossbows straight at the sky.
The postures of the soldiers trapped in the camp may be different.
But one thing is extremely consistent.
That was frantically triggering the crossbow in his hand.
In an instant, more than a thousand featherless arrows rushed like crazy toward where Mr. Pan and his party were.
at the same time.
On the rooftops of sparse private houses on both sides of the road.
Three hundred strong men from Song's merchant firm heard the sound of crossbows and arrows.
Without hesitation, he rose from the roof, frequently bent his bow and shot arrows towards where Mr. Pan and his party were.
If you look closely, you will easily find that none of the three hundred capable clerks of the Song Company have their sights on it.
As if receiving some order, he just threw the arrow in his hand in a certain direction as quickly as possible.
As for whether it can hit the enemy. They don't need to care.
The so-called poverty means interspersed attacks.
Rich is covered by firepower.
That's probably it.
Under such "firepower" coverage.
Master Pan and General Liu couldn't even scream.
He completely stopped living.
After more than a hundred breaths.
Xu Qiancheng raised the wild goose wing knife in his hand again.
He roared loudly: "Throw away the repeating crossbow in your hand! Let me kill the enemy!"
The words are over.
Xu Qiancheng, guarded by more than a dozen personal guards, frantically rushed towards the merchant shop clerks at the entrance of the village and the leaderless group of more than 300 generations of king's soldiers.
Perhaps the appearance of Xu Qiancheng and others was too strange.
Perhaps the methods used by Xu Qiancheng and other soldiers trapped in the camp were too terrifying.
Perhaps Master Pan, General Liu and other leaders died too quickly.
At one time, there were more than a thousand businessmen and more than three hundred soldiers under the king's command.
When they saw Xu Qiancheng and others rushing towards them like ghosts.
They all panicked and ran away towards no one, crying and shouting.
What's more, they knelt down on their knees, crying and begging Xu Qiancheng and other "wronged souls" for forgiveness.
For a time, the entrance to Zhengjia Village was really chaotic.
Of course.
Whether it is kneeling down to pray for forgiveness from the "wronged soul", or whether it is breaking down and running away.
Today, all outsiders who appear in Zhengjia Village, except for Song's trading company, will die under the Yanyi knife.
Nothing else.
Cutting weeds requires removing the roots.
In this case, there is absolutely no such thing as innocence.
Only when one party is completely dead can the matter be completely settled.
In the stormy sky, Xu Qiancheng led his troops to charge from Zhengjia Village.
There are another 300 soldiers trapped in the camp guarding the only road outside Zhengjia Village.
With pursuers in front and an ambush behind, all the merchants and soldiers under Dai Wang wanted to escape.
Don't ask who is stronger or weaker between the soldiers in the trapped camp and the soldiers under Dai Wang's command.
Under such circumstances, even though the soldiers under Dai Wang's command were much stronger than those trapped in the camp.
All that awaits is massacre.
Half an hour later.
The shouts of killing in front of the entrance of Zhengjia Village gradually died down.
All that was left was a mess on the ground and hundreds of prisoners kneeling down begging for mercy.
Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu came out of Zhengjia Village with three hundred capable clerks from Song's Trading Company.
Fang Yi walked out of Zhengjia Village.
Under the leadership of dozens of soldiers trapped in the camp, they threw arrows at the hundreds of prisoners who were constantly kneeling and begging for mercy.
Countless arrows soared into the sky again with a sharp whistling sound.
one
time.
At the entrance of Zhengjia Village, which was like a purgatory on earth, the sounds of crying, screaming, pain, and wailing that reached into the sky were heard again.
After more than a hundred breaths.
Three hundred able-bodied clerks from Song's Trading Company endured the soreness of their arms. Under the leadership of dozens of soldiers trapped in the camp, they stabbed the hearts of those who fell to the ground but were not dead one by one with sharp knives.
Even the man who had been lying on the ground for a long time, his body already stiff, had not escaped the knife that penetrated his heart.
After all the more than a thousand people were stabbed again.
Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu immediately ordered everyone to clean up the battlefield.
Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu followed Xu Qian and several soldiers to the large carriage where Mr. Pan was riding.
Beside the big carriage, they were silently waiting for the return of Xu Qiancheng and others.
On the other hand, Xu Qiancheng and the more than 400 soldiers trapped in the camp.
At this time, he was forming a combat team, following the messy footprints of the people who were fleeing, chasing them all the way.
Fortunately, this place is close to Liaodong.
Fortunately it's snowing heavily tonight.
Fortunately, I can't ride tonight.
If not, Xu Qiancheng would have no chance of eradicating the root cause.
God's will is like this, what can people do?
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Midnight.
Xu Qiancheng and other soldiers who were trapped in the camp were responsible for hunting down.
One after another, they turned back from outside Zhengjia Village.
"How did things go?"
"Is there anyone left alive?"
After hearing the news of Xu Qiancheng's return, Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu immediately left the luxurious carriage and went to greet him.
"Dong Song, please relax."
"On the road that Xu was responsible for, no one survived."
"Under this kind of weather, it must be the same for other brothers."
Xu Qiancheng rubbed his cold and numb face and slowly answered.
"That's good, that's good."
Song Yuanfu felt relieved when he heard this and spoke repeatedly.
In such matters, since we have chosen to strike first.
Then everything must be done.
Otherwise, it will definitely bring great trouble to Xu Yi behind him.
Although Song Yuanfu was a small businessman, he was also an outstanding person.
How could you not understand the truth?
If Song's trading company is defeated this time.
Presumably Master Pan will be like this too.
The words are over.
Song Yuanfu pointed at the luxury carriage that looked like a hedgehog not far away.
Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Since Chief Xu Qu has returned, I will go with Song to find out the true identity of the owner of this caravan."
Xu Qiancheng followed the direction of Song Yuanfu's finger and glanced at the luxurious carriage that was still in place and controlled by his own bodyguards.
Then he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you and I will go and find out first."
After more than a hundred breaths.
Song Yuanfu and Xu Qiancheng passed by more than a dozen merchants and guards trapped in the camp, and boarded the huge luxury carriage one after another.
Since the beginning of the war.
Except Xu Qiancheng's bodyguard and Yang Yu boarded the luxurious carriage to carry out the act of eradicating the roots.
No one else has entered this carriage.
Moreover, it only took Yang Yu and Xu Qianzheng personal guards more than ten breaths from entering to exiting.
That's why.
The interior of the luxury carriage still maintains its original appearance.
After Song Yuanfu and Xu Qiancheng boarded the carriage, they went straight to the dead Master Pan and General Liu.
After a while.
Song Yuanfu and Xu Qiancheng stared at the flag that they spread out with serious expressions on their faces.
That flag has a large Chinese character embroidered in the center.
The flag is surrounded by several majestic green dragons.
this flag
No matter the size or the material used.
They are all the same as the King Yan flag held by Song and Yuan Fu.
The identity of the visitor is now clear.
At the beginning of the operation, the two of them had already guessed that the person coming must belong to a vassal king.
But neither of them expected that King Fang would be so close to Yan.
Tens of breaths later.
Song Yuanfu was the first to look away from the Daizi Wang flag.
Then he looked at Xu Qiancheng beside him with a solemn expression.
"Chang Xu, please don't leave anyone alive tonight!"
Song Yuanfu solemnly raised his hands and saluted with a solemn look on his face.
"Don't worry, Mr. Song. If anyone is lucky enough to escape tonight, Xu will raise his head to see the prince."
When Xu Qiancheng heard this, he slowly answered with the same solemn expression.
The words are over.
Xu Qiancheng paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice again: "Except for the goods and money of Dong Song's family, everything else will be burned!"
Song Yuanfu knew that this matter was important and did not dare to be vague at all.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xu Qu, Mr. Song will never let anything except goods and money leave this Zhengjia Village."
Song Yuanfu answered with an extremely solemn expression and cupped his hands.
"Okay, in that case, Xu will take another trip later and bring back all the bodies hiding in the snow."
Upon hearing this, Xu Qiancheng grasped the handle of the Wild Goose Wing Saber at his waist, and then spoke in a deep voice.
Two quarters of an hour later.
After all the "details" have been discussed and corrected.
Song Yuanfu and Xu Qian came out of the luxurious carriage one after the other.
Then they disappeared into the snow.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night.
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The next day's time.
The wind and snow that lasted all night suddenly came.
However, the sky and the earth are still a vast expanse of color.
In front of the entrance of Zhengjia Village.
Song Yuanfu, whose eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes, slowly raised his head and glanced at the sky.
Then he turned his head and looked at Xu Qiancheng, whose eyes were also bloodshot.
"Xu Quchang, it's daylight now, we can start."
Song Yuanfu spoke slowly with a tired look on his face.
"good."
Standing next to Song Yuanfu, Xu Qiancheng, who also looked tired, nodded slightly.
Then he waved his hand gently.
As his arms swayed slightly.
At that moment, there were more than ten soldiers trapped in the camp holding blazing torches and walking slowly towards the entrance of the village.
Not far from the entrance of the village, there are more than ten "Chaishan" neatly placed.
On Chaishan Mountain, hundreds of corpses dressed in various colors were neatly placed.
As more than ten torches were slowly thrown towards the more than ten firewood mountains.
It doesn't take a while.
More than ten firewood mountains burst out with blazing flames that are difficult to get close to.
One after another, corpses as hard as stone were ruthlessly thrown into the burning firewood mountain by the soldiers of the trapped camp and the clerks of Song's trading company.
One after another, covered carriages that symbolized status were trapped, and the soldiers of the trapped camp and the clerks of Song's trading company worked together to push into the burning firewood mountain.
As time went by, the merchant houses and soldiers under the command of King Xu Qi were all reduced to ashes in this raging fire.
Even his brother-in-law and the Daizi Wangqi given by him were not spared.
A fire started at Chen time and was gradually extinguished until Shen time.
When everything is reduced to ashes.
Song's Trading Company, which had been resting for several hours, slowly left Zhengjia Village around Shenshi.
Slowly march towards the land of Liaodong again.
It's just that this time the caravan is traveling in a direction no longer just in the
Linjia Town, more than ten miles away.
But the more remote Liaodong city - Liao Tunnel City.
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At night.
Zhengjia Village is five miles away.
Hundreds of carriages loaded with goods formed circular formations in the wilderness to withstand the cold wind at night.
One after another, tents of different sizes were arranged extremely tightly in one circular formation after another.
In the center is a large tent that occupies a car array.
Song Yuanfu, Yang Yu, and Xu Qiancheng were sitting on the ground around a burning coal stove.
"We were able to survive this time only because of Xu Quchang's bravery and strategy."
"Song will give Xu Qu a drink."
Song Yuanfu picked up the wine cup on the small table next to him and looked at Xu Qiancheng from afar.
The words are over.
Song Yuanfu raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
The two of them parted ways in Master Pan's carriage last night.
They all fell into busyness.
As Song Yuanfu became more and more busy.
The secrets hidden in Pan's business gradually emerged before Song Yuanfu's eyes.
Since Pan's Trading Company approached Liaodong, it has destroyed as many as six or seven large and small trading firms in a few days.
Among them, there are naturally some trading firms that are backed by aristocratic families or powerful people in the court.
Song Yuanfu couldn't imagine if Xu Qiancheng hadn't noticed something unusual and decisively prepared to fight back.
What kind of fate awaits Song's Trading Company at that time.
Therefore, this glass of wine was really respectful to Song Yuanfu from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing this, Xu Qiancheng quickly picked up the wine cup on the small table.
"The Song Dong family does not need to do this. This is Xu's responsibility."
Xu Qiancheng drank the entire cup of wine in his hand and then offered another toast.
Song Yuanfu smiled and stopped talking about the matter.
After spending a few days together, he had a vague understanding of the character of the soldiers trapped in the camp.
It is no exaggeration to say that apart from military orders and responsibilities, the soldiers trapped in the camp rarely have anything else in their hearts.
"This time, a total of twenty-six kilograms of gold, one hundred and six kilograms of silver, and three hundred and ninety-five kilograms of copper were seized."
"There are also fifty-four thousand six hundred and twenty-seven taels of silver notes."
"As for those goods, a rough estimate is that they are worth at least two hundred thousand taels."
"This is the account book for today's statistics."
"After Xu Quzhang has reviewed it, if there are no problems, you and I will jointly submit it to the prince."
Song Yuanfu paused, then took out a brand new account book from his arms and handed it to Yang Yu, who was not far away.
He signaled Yang Yu to send him to Xu Qiancheng.
As for the gold, silver, and copper things in his mouth, he doesn't care about the amount of gold, silver, or copper.
It is simply because the gold, silver and copper objects have been melted into dozens of objects of different sizes.
Although this move will greatly reduce the value of the exquisite gold and silver items.
But the risk of exposure is avoided.
As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss, and this is probably the case.
Without waiting for Yang Yu to get up, he took the brand new account book handed over by Song Yuanfu.
Xu Qiancheng waved his hand and said, "The conduct of the Song Dong family has been obvious to all in these days. There is no need to look at this account book again."
"The Song Dong family only needs to write letters. After the letters are written, Xu will sign the letters."
The words are over.
Song Yuanfu's face paused for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Song thanked Xu Quchang for his trust."
Hearing this, Xu Qiancheng filled up his glass of wine again and silently toasted Song Yuanfu with a glass.
He seems to be indifferent to the seizure, but in fact this is his cleverness.
How can a person who can lead an army of soldiers and horses in a trapped camp be that simple-minded person?
Finished the cup of wine.
Song Yuanfu slowly put down the wine cup in his hand.
Then he took out a piece of wine from his pocket
picture.
After slowly getting up, he hung it on a wooden frame in the big tent.
"Seventy miles east of here, you will reach Liaodong Tunnel City."
Song Yuanfu reached out and pointed at the location of Liao Tunnel City on the map.
After a slight pause, he slowly spoke again: "Starting from tomorrow, Song's Trading Company will be divided into two."
"Brother Yang will lead half of the workers to transport the more than 300 carts of charcoal and other materials to Liao Tunnel City first."
"Selling all the way east from Liao Tunnel City."
"The selling price is generally the same as the selling price in the local city."
"Remember, never lower the selling price in the local city."
Yang Yu pondered for a moment after hearing the words.
He gradually understood the intention of Song Yuanfu's move.
"yes!"
Yang Yu quickly stood up and solemnly bowed his hands.
Song Yuanfu nodded slightly when he saw this, and then looked at Xu Qiancheng.
"Chang Xu Qu, please separate two hundred soldiers to guard Brother Yang and his party along the way."
Song Yuanfu faced Xu Qiancheng and bowed his hands.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qiancheng stood up and clasped his fists in return, saying, "Okay."
The words are over.
Song Yuanfu paused for a moment and then gave instructions again: "At half past nine o'clock tomorrow, Brother Yang will lead everyone to leave first."
"If I can travel more on this trip, I will travel more."
"You and I will try to keep a distance of three days' journey as much as possible."
Yang Yu didn't hesitate at all when he heard the words, and immediately raised his hands again and saluted: "Yes!"
Song Yuanfu nodded slightly, and then waved his hand to signal Yang Yu to come forward.
After Yang Yu approached Song Yuanfu.
Song Yuanfu stretched out his hand and "pointed" on the map while slowly opening the gun to represent some of the subtleties that Yang Yu and his party needed to pay attention to when they went there.
The reason why he split Song's trading company into two.
It was also agreed that the two parties should keep a distance of three days' journey.
Its purpose is simply to maximize profits.
Notice.
After the battle last night, Song's Trading Company had more than 300 carriages loaded with goods.
And the goods loaded on these more than 300 carriages were worth two hundred thousand taels of silver in Liaodong.
And the full load of goods is all charcoal and other heating materials.
If the Song Dynasty's trading house were not divided into two, they would remain three days' journey apart.
Wait for coal stoves, briquettes and other items to arrive in Liaodong.
Not only were the more than three hundred carriages loaded with goods unable to create any value.
On the contrary, it is very likely to become a burden to Song's Trading Company!
Nothing else.
The price gap between charcoal and firewood, coal stoves and briquettes, which are both used for heating, is really too big.
Anyone with a sound mind will make the most correct decision.
As for whether this move will go against Xu Yi's ultimate goal.
Song Yuanfu is not worried about this problem.
Nowadays, how many people are poor people who can spend high prices to buy charcoal, firewood and other heating supplies?
The truly poor people now have to hide at home to stay warm and wait for the snow disaster to pass.
Either they leave their homes and flee together.
Or they will freeze to death at home like the villagers in Zhengjia Village.
From Xu Yi's three pricing methods for coal stoves and briquettes.
It is not difficult for Song Yuanfu to see part of the hidden meaning of Xu Yi's move.
That's why.
Only then did Song and Yuan Fu decide on a plan to divide one into two.
For "businessmen" like Song Yuanfu, it can create additional value for the people behind it.
Nature is an extremely important thing.
