Nanming Engineer

Chapter 232 He is Wang Zhaolin

Chapter 232 He is Wang Zhaolin

When Ma Wannian rushed into the inner city, Jiang Li and Zhang Guangcai had already brought Zhang Guangcai's soldiers inside to fight with the Daxi imperial camp who stayed behind in the palace.The imperial battalion is different from the ordinary Daxi army, and it is also different from Wang Yunyun's war battalion. They are all Zhang Xianzhong's veterans. They have experienced hundreds of battles and have outstanding combat power. They were equal, guarding several gates in the palace and vowing to die.

Jiang Li stood behind with a black face and an Xiuchun knife in his hand. He looked at the tragic fight in front of him with some depression and frowned. It has been more than an hour since the Kuizhou army entered the city, and more than 3000 people are actually less than [-]. I can't take down the guarded palace, I am really ashamed.Listening to the movement outside, the shouting and killing from the east, west, and south are gradually calming down. Obviously, the progress in other directions is very smooth. Only your own side has the most people, but the progress is very slow. If you miss Wang Zongbing's It's a big deal, but how can I get over it?

Zhang Guangcai was already forced by him to go up to supervise the formation with a knife in hand, Jiang Li was thinking about whether to put more pressure on him, and Ma Wannian came.

Jiang Li recognized Ma Wannian, and saw him leading a group of white-robed soldiers running in front of him by the light of the fire. He knew that this square-faced boy was Wang Huan's confidant, so he quickly put on a smiling face and went up to him. .

"Why haven't they entered yet?" Before Jiang Li could say anything, Ma Wannian spoke first: "How many bandit troops are there?"

Jiang Li said embarrassingly: "There are not many, only a thousand people, but they are all loyal thieves, desperadoes, and the door is narrow. We have too many people but we can't use it, so we are delayed."

Ma Wannian frowned and looked forward, and found that it was indeed as he said. The outer wall of the palace was tall, and the bandits standing on the wall were condescending, shooting arrows and throwing stones. It was easy to defend. Several palace gates were blocked by tables, chairs and stones. A large group of people crowded at the door, and they didn't even enter the door.

"Why don't you use the bomb to blow up the door?" Ma Wannian asked.

Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Ma, I don't have such a magic weapon."

It was only then that Ma Wannian remembered that Jiang Li was leading Zhang Guangcai's men. Of course, it was impossible to have the Kuizhou army's exclusive weapon of exterminating captive bombs. After destroying the prisoner, he said to Jiang Li: "The person who told you to get out of the way, let us come!"

Jiang Li stared greedily at the two exterminator bombs and swallowed his saliva, and then told Zhang Guangcai to step back quickly, and used bows and arrows to cover the people led by Ma Wannian to install the exterminator bombs.

Ma Wannian carefully looked at the size and thickness of the door, then bundled ten extermination ammunition into a ball, handed it to a small and nimble white-robed soldier, and gave him instructions.The little man nodded, took off the white robe and rattan armor with holes on his body, only left his short body, and groped towards the palace gate quickly like a monkey while taking advantage of the chaos.

A moment later, the blocked palace gate was blasted into the sky with a huge roar, the sky filled with bricks, tiles and broken stones accompanied by human body stumps, and the smoke and dust suddenly rose, and the whole palace gate was like ashes. reduced to nothing.

The remaining soldiers of the Daxi Imperial Camp inside the gate had never seen such a battle before. They were blown to pieces, and those who were further away were also deafened and blinded by the shock. They were frightened by the sudden fear and fled in all directions. , Shouting and rushing into the palace compound, Ma Wannian and others found that, except for a few bandits who foolishly ran in the opposite direction, the palace was already undefended.

The imperial palace was originally the mansion of the king of Shu in the Ming Dynasty, and the king of Shu has passed it down for several generations. This mansion has been built more beautifully and luxuriously from generation to generation. After Zhang Xianzhong took over, he was extremely extravagant and lustful, accumulating the wealth of the entire Sichuan and redecorating it. Once, the entire imperial palace was magnificent, not worse than the Nanjing Emperor's Palace. Zhang Guangcai, who was almost all mud legs, saw his pawns and his eyes straightened.

This group of people immediately transformed into robbers. They didn't even care about the scattered Daxi imperial camp. They looted everywhere like crazy, taking whatever they saw. Even the white marble railings and yellow square tiles on the ground were thought by some to be jade inlays. Take a knife to pry the golden treasure.

Zhang Guangcai couldn't hold back anymore, so he had to protect Ma Wannian and Jiang Li to prevent the rebel army from accidentally injuring them.Jiang Li cursed and kept saying that Zhang Guangcai was incompetent, but Zhang Guangcai laughed dryly and dared not answer.

Ma Wannian had no time to pay attention to the rebels and led a hundred men straight to Da Nei's palace. Jiang Li's intelligence showed that Da Xi's vault was next to Zhang Xianzhong's palace, and the treasures that Wang Huan attached great importance to were hidden there. Inside the library.

As soon as they arrived at the door of the palace, a group of dozens of eunuchs holding knives rushed out from inside, roaring and charging towards Ma Wannian and others. It seemed that these were the last martyrs of Daxi.

Ma Wannian sneered, raised his eyebrows, and swung his saber forward.

The explosion in the palace was as violent as the earth shattering, and could be heard in every corner of Chengdu. On a far away side street, more than a dozen people who were fleeing in panic were also frightened. They stopped running and were frightened. Looking back, he happened to see a straight mushroom cloud rising above the palace in the night firelight, shooting straight into the dark sky.

"Left, Mr. Zuo Xiang, that, that seems to be the direction of the palace!" Yan Ximing said with a pale face, shaking his plump lips: "The Ming army has captured the palace!"

Wang Zhaolin stared at it for a while, then turned around and started running again. He gritted his teeth and said: "Then why are you still standing there? Follow me quickly! The pier is right in front. Get on the boat and turn along the Fu River to Shuiguan. Leave the city. It’s safe.”

Wang Zhaolin was ten years older than Yan Ximing, but he was nimble and could run even faster than Yan Ximing, the fat man. He ran a long way in a flash, forcing Yan Ximing to take a quick step and chase after him in a hurry .

This small street is remote, with small shacks on both sides, no one is walking at the moment, a group of people sprinted, and quickly ran past. More than a dozen Upon boats leaned against the shore.

This river is the Chengdu Fu River, which supplies the residents of the city with water for food and living, and is also a waterway for goods to enter and exit.The banks of the river are made of stone. The river is more than four feet wide and one foot deep. It can pass cargo ships. The whole river runs through the whole city, entering from the east of the city and exiting from the west. Check and collect taxes.

There were more than a dozen boatmen on board, looking up to the sky in fear, not knowing what to do.

Wang Zhaolin ran to the shore panting with a group of people, shouting uncontrollably: "Hurry up, let's go!"

The boatmen looked dazed, seeing that the group of people who were dressed similarly to themselves did not move at all, and some of them were bold enough to curse loudly.

Wang Zhaolin was so angry that he slapped a boatman on the head and said angrily, "I don't even know the truth? Hurry up and sail, are you waiting to lose your head?"

The accompanying guards also kept cursing and showed their waist badges. Only then did the boatmen understand that the fleeing people were all high-ranking Daxi officials, so they untied to pick up the springboard.

Just at this time, footsteps sounded again from the small street, just by hearing the sound, one could tell that there were quite a few people coming, and there was also the crisp sound of weapons colliding, someone ran ahead and shouted from the air: "Hey! That boat is not allowed to go!"

Wang Zhaolin's hairs stood on end, no matter whether it was the Ming army or the rebels, he didn't have any good fruit to eat. He jumped anxiously on the bow of the boat and kept urging the boatmen to hurry up.

The honest boatman had never seen such a scene before, but the movement became slower under the trembling of the rope. The cable wrapped around the stone pillar could not be untied for a long time. Fortunately, a guard was smart, pulled out a knife, and chopped it off with a few knives. It's over.

Not waiting for the boatmen to board the boat, Wang Zhaolin didn't care about the other boats. He picked up Changhao himself desperately, and punted off the shore with a group of guards. He figured it out.

As soon as the bow of the boat swung away, there was a sound of bowstrings, and a swarm of crossbow arrows came through the air, shooting densely, turning the guards standing at the bow into grass handles full of sharp arrows in an instant. Shouting and falling into the river.

Wang Zhaolin was so frightened that he shook Changhao, got into the cabin, and lay down on the floor with Yan Ximing, holding his head and not daring to move.

There was a burst of shouting from the shore, and the group of chasers arrived at the shore. Of course, the boat could not move without leaving the shore. The boatmen and guards on the boat were all captured. Many long spears with chiseled blades were hooked and dragged towards the shore.

Lying in the cabin for a while, Wang Zhaolin gradually recovered from his fear, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then raised half of his body and secretly raised a corner on the canopy to look out. Sergeants in white robes were dragging the boats towards the shore with the white spears, and he immediately understood that it was the Ming army.

Wang Zhaolin's eyeballs rolled around, and the expression on his face couldn't help changing. He changed several expressions in a row, and looked at Yan Ximing ferociously.

Yan Ximing lay on the ground, shuddered under his vicious gaze, and blurted out: "Zuo, Mr. Zuo, what do you mean by looking at me like this?"

Wang Zhaolin twitched the corner of his mouth sinisterly: "Don't worry, it's okay. I didn't expect that I would need you so soon. I thought I would save you as a gift for the Tartars. Praise, it's a pity."

He waved his hand, and the remaining guards in the cabin surrounded Yan Ximing.

It was Li Yan who led the team to the pier outside.

He was ordered to seize the water pass, but he got lost in the dark and couldn't find the direction to the water pass. In desperation, he had to find the river, thinking that he could find the water pass by walking along the river. , but unexpectedly happened to meet Wang Zhaolin and his party.

Li Yan was overjoyed when he saw that there were so many boats here. If there were boats, he could go directly to Shuiguan by water. When he ran closer, he found that there were people on the boats. When he saw him, he tried desperately to start the boat. He was acting suspiciously. After shouting, the first ship in line started moving faster and faster. This was not good. Li Yan directly ordered a row of mountain-breaking crossbows to fire, shooting down the people on the bow.

The boat was forced to stop, and the white-robed soldiers stretched out their spears, hooked the side of the boat with the fork on the blade, and pulled the boat back.

The water level of more than a dozen boats was very high, and the river water was almost overflowing the boat decks. The boats were obviously loaded with heavy objects. Li Yan became more suspicious, and sent people to each boat to see exactly what was inside. , before replying, the hooked boat docked.

The corpses on the bow were all dressed as ordinary people, wearing linen and coarse cloth. However, Li Yanxing was born in the military, and he could tell at a glance that the sharp blades in the hands of those people were long knives issued by the military, and were definitely not civilian self-defense items.

With a cold face, Li Yan gave a slight wink, and a group of white-robed soldiers surrounded the boat with mountain-destroying crossbows, shouting loudly: "Are there any living people on board? Come out quickly, or arrows will be shot!"

"Don't, don't, sir, we'll come out now."

Someone on the boat responded immediately, and the curtain of the cabin was lifted, and several people got out.

These few people were all dressed in common clothes, hemp shoes, unarmed, and they came out with their hands raised, and two of them were holding a person with a bloody face in their hands.

The first one to get out was an old man with white hair and white beard. This man showed fear at the beginning, and while getting off the boat cautiously, he asked, "Dare to ask the official, but are you the Ming army?"

He was very discerning, and asked Li Yan directly, perhaps he could tell at a glance that the young man who is in charge here is the young man.

Li Yan looked the old man up and down and nodded slightly: "That's right! We are the subordinates of Mr. Wang, the commander-in-chief of Kuizhou in the Ming Dynasty. Who are you? Why are you here?"

The old man looked like an underground party that had finally found an organization. He knelt down in a ecstatic "plop" and cried with snot and tears: "My lord, you are here, but you have waited for us~~~ !Ah~~~ah~~~~!"

Li Yan frowned even deeper, and slammed the sheathed long knife in his hand to the ground, so frightened that the old man stopped his unfinished long voice: "Officer, we were originally good citizens, but we were forced by the bandit army. , used as a follower of officials in the army, but I miss my father's court all the time, and I always look forward to the day when I can return to Daming. God is sorry. After boarding the boat, they heard that the officers and soldiers were chasing after them, and shot Yan Ximing's guards to death with arrows. The younger ones knew that the master Wang had arrived, and their courage suddenly strengthened. They were forced to take revenge on the thieves."

He turned his head and signaled the people behind him to carry the bloody man over, and said to Li Yan as if offering a treasure: "Please look, the officer, this is the order of the traitor army Prime Minister Yan Xi."

Li Yan knows Yan Xi's fate, this person is the right prime minister of Daxi, Zhang Xianzhong's second civil servant relies heavily on him, and his status is high, many state affairs of Daxi Kingdom are written by him, if he is caught, it will be a great achievement, I can't help but I was a little happy in my heart, and asked the sergeant to come forward to pick up the person and identify them carefully.

The man's face was covered with blood, he was in a coma, and seemed to have been beaten badly, but the copper seal of Yan Xi's order and a jade pendant with the inscription on it were found on his body, which proved that this man was Yan Xi. There is no doubt about fate.

Li Yan was overjoyed, and ordered someone to detain the prisoner, then turned his head to the old man and the others waiting beside him and said, "Although you are a thief, it is too late to wake up clearly at the last moment, not to mention that you have made meritorious deeds in subduing the leader of the thief, and report it to the police." Names come, and I will invite you for credit and rewards after dawn."

The old man hurriedly shook his hands, sighed and said: "Master, please reward me. I dare not be rewarded. I have been waiting in the bandit camp for a long time, and I am ashamed of my ancestors. How dare I get a reward from the court? I will be grateful when I catch the thief and let us live."

He raised his head, tears sparkling in his turbid eyes, and choked with sobs: "Please do me a favor and let us return home to find our families and relatives to spend the rest of our lives."

After saying that, the old man knelt down again and kowtowed continuously, and the men in sackcloth also knelt down and kowtowed behind him.

Li Yan was speechless, and was about to wave his hand to let them leave when someone behind him shouted hoarsely: "That man is Wang Zhaolin, don't be fooled by him!"

Li Yan turned around in surprise, only to see that the comatose blood man Yan Ximing, who was carried away by the sergeant, had woken up, was struggling desperately, staring at him, and yelling frantically at himself.

Li Yan suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned his head quickly, only to see a few people behind the old man kneeling on the ground, who had jumped up and rushed towards him.

(End of this chapter)

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