The leader of Ji Rong was about to say something more, but at this moment, a man ran over in a panic and said in a hurry:
"Oh no, chief! All our cavalry are dead. The Qin army is approaching from two directions and will hit here soon..."
"What did you say!?" Leader Ji Rong was shocked, his face full of disbelief.
"Qin...Qin's army is coming soon..."
The man stuttered and repeated. His voice was not quiet, so that everyone around him could hear it clearly.
A commotion broke out.
Many people began to whisper to each other and were at a loss. The scene was chaotic.
The expressions of several backbone members also changed suddenly, and they all looked at each other.
Then, one of them came closer and asked tentatively: "Chief...leader, what should we do now?"
The leader of Ji Rong was still in shock. After hearing this, he came back to his senses and swallowed subconsciously, "What else can I do? Fight with... fight them."
When he spoke, he no longer had the slightest confidence.
When the others heard this, their mentality was even more predictable.
Before the group could organize again, the news spread and panic spread. At the outermost edge, some people could no longer hold on and simply threw away their weapons and ran away.
One person took the lead and immediately caused a large-scale riot.
The Qin army is coming soon. If you don't run away now, how can you still survive?
Amidst the sounds of weapons falling to the ground, accompanied by people's shouts, the outer crowds were fleeing in all directions, while the middle ones were squeezing in and out, like headless flies.
In the midst of the chaos, the leader of Ji Rong was still shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Don't even run! Don't run--"
"Only by defeating the Qin army! Can we survive——"
But in this situation, no one paid attention to him anymore.
On the battlefield, once deserters occur, it is like a plague. In the regular army, it is difficult to prevent this situation, let alone a group of rabble.
At the critical moment of life and death, who could care so much about how fast they could run? Several Ji Rong backbones stared at the leader, but they retreated calmly at their feet, and finally disappeared into the crowd.
In just a moment, there were not many people left here. The man who had reported the news earlier stammered after being stunned for a long time: "Chief, what should I do now..."
Looking at the surrounding situation and the mess everywhere, the leader of Ji Rong smiled sadly, his feet were unsteady, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
The man quickly supported him and bravely said: "Chief, why don't we surrender?"
"Surrender?" The leader of Jirong laughed at himself again, "If we kill the Qin officials, will the Qin army let us go..."
There was no suspense in this battle at Tongshan. For the Qin army, it was almost the same as the usual bandit suppression, it was just a one-step affair.
During the two-line attack, they happened to encounter the Jirong bandits who were fleeing in all directions. After meeting, the Jirong bandits dispersed in a crowd.
The Qin army didn't say anything. With the general's wave, they picked up their halberds and chased after him.
This is completely a one-sided massacre.
I don't know how many people were stabbed over by halberds behind them or struck by swords while escaping, and fell into a pool of blood howling miserably.
Of course, many people ran to the periphery, but the entire Tongshan Mountain had long been surrounded. Under the highest military order, the officers and soldiers of the Qin Army were merciless, killing as many as they saw.
Blood spread all the way from the outside, and corpses could be seen every few steps throughout Tongshan.
However, the killing did not last long. In the afternoon, in the southeast of Tongshan, the leader of Ji Rong was alone, riding a war horse. He was in a panic. He kept slapping the horse's buttocks and looking back.
But soon, he screamed and subconsciously tightened the reins.
Because the road ahead has been blocked by heavy troops.
Among the men in black armor and red tassels, the Qin army in the front row crouched down, all their crossbows pointed at him.
In such a situation, there was no possibility of escape. Without any hesitation, the leader of Ji Rong immediately dismounted from his horse, knelt on the ground, raised his buttocks and said: "Surrender, surrender..."
His clothes were different from those of ordinary soldiers. The Qin army had been fighting in Western Xinjiang for so long, so it was obvious that he was a tribal leader, so he did not shoot arrows directly.
Seeing him begging for mercy, the captain waved his hand and said, "Tie him up!"
Following the order, several soldiers sheathed their swords and rushed forward. One to the left and one to the right, they pinned him to the ground and tied him up.
At this point, the battle to annihilate the Ji Rong came to an end.
In the evening, the Qin army was temporarily stationed near Tongshan.
All the ministries had finished reporting on the battle situation, and the leader of Jirong was also brought to the main tent and knelt on the ground.
"General, this person is the leader of Ji Rong. It was he who planned the attack on Boshan Village, massacred all the people in the village, and killed our Daqin officials." A captain pointed his finger.
Before Wang He could say anything, the Jirong leader begged for mercy again and again: "General, have mercy on me, general, have mercy on me. It's just a villain who was confused for a moment, and he had no intention of committing any crime..."
"Shut up!" Wang He interrupted him with a glare, and waved his hand directly: "Detain him! Keep him under strict supervision and hand it over to the Protectorate for handling later."
"No!" The soldier took the order, pulled him up and left.
"The villain knows that he is wrong. The villain knows that he is wrong, general..."
When the latter was dragged down, he naturally cried and begged for mercy.
The sound gradually faded away until it disappeared. Wang He couldn't help but feel happy and said: "I thought that this Jirong was a very vicious person, but I didn't expect that he was actually a softie."
His words caused all the captains to laugh, and Wang He said again: "Okay, this is a great victory in this battle, we should go back. Let everyone rest, eat and drink, and we will set off tomorrow."
"No!" Everyone hugged their fists.
This time the bandits were suppressed, the Qin army did not suffer any losses. They came quickly, fought quickly, and returned quickly.
When he returned to the camp and resumed his duties, the leader of Jirong was also escorted to the Xining Protectorate.
However, Lu Fan did not interrogate him, but directly imprisoned him on death row. Then he called the Xining County Sheriff and ordered: "Inform the whole of Xijiang that the Jirong are causing rebellion, and take their leader to Zhengjiekou. , tomorrow at noon, the head will be beheaded in public, and you will personally supervise the beheading."
"Yes, I will take your orders." Xining County Sheriff responded.
Lu Fan added: "In addition, the king has approved my report. The control of bows, crossbows and swords in Western Xinjiang must be strictly enforced, especially for war horses. Anyone who dares to organize cavalry among the people will be severely punished!"
"Also, it won't be long before the imperial government allocates funds. As the first large market to be developed in Western Xinjiang, Xining must be put on the agenda as soon as possible."
"Moreover, write to Mr. Zheng Peizheng, the governor of Beiling County, and ask him for some help in business."
He talked a lot in succession, and the governor of Xining County took note of them all. Then he couldn't help but said: "Sir, our Protectorate is too busy. There are so many things that we can't even count."
"Okay, it's been hard work, and I am the same. Once it gradually stabilizes, the situation will get better and better." Lu Fan comforted him gently.
In fact, what he said was right. Although he gave a lot of instructions to the Xining County Sheriff, he himself was even busier.
(End of chapter)
