Chapter 52: The Rainstorm
However, it is not feasible to stay put. Food supplies alone will not last long for the camp.
Zheng Sheng once again sent scouts to guard within a range of several miles, packed up the camp tent, and prepared to set off.
Before leaving, Zheng Sheng had the bodies of more than a dozen thieves buried and took away the spoils of the previous battle.
The trophies are mainly some evidence that can prove the identity of the yellow silk thief, such as bloody sabers, saddles, turbans, etc.
In addition, there were the seven or eight wounded captives. These men were seriously injured and dying, mainly for a day, without receiving medical attention, and even the minor wounded who had only been poked once lost too much blood and became seriously wounded.
What's more, these guys who came in a sprint on horseback, fell heavily from the horse, fell and bruised, were crushed, shot wounded, bruised, and all kinds of injuries existed.
Zheng's camp was not equipped with a special doctor, but the guards of the Tiger Guard Battalion were forced by Zheng Sheng to learn simple medical trauma treatment, so these people bandaged them briefly, and then they were loaded into a cart to guard the prisoners, and several guards held wooden guns pointed at them, and walked forward on the rickety cart.
Ji Shenchao was crying and sad, half-lying on the cart, surrounded by two teammates who had also suffered.
He was lucky. As the only one who rushed into the camp, he was "rescued" by the Tiger Guard Camp at the first time.
Ji Shenchao led the team to rush to the camp and came first! But unfortunately encountered the "iron plate", if the two fought fairly, Zheng Shengwan was not the opponent of this soldier who was degraded from the army.
But Zheng Sheng has the protection of the car formation, Ji Shenchao not only lacks enough understanding of the Zheng family, and takes the enemy lightly, but also the teammates around him are all thieves who are more arrogant than him.
Lost the battle and was taken prisoner......
After passing out, Ji Shenchao woke up again, looking at the crappy white cloth wrapped around his body, and staring at his young child.
Ji Shenchao's heart is like ashes.
Zheng Sheng didn't know who he was capturing.
The convoy set out, but at a very careful, very slow pace, like a turtle crawling.
This is Zheng Sheng's strategy.
There is no way, he is now underfit, and he takes a risky way to move forward, and once attacked, it is fatal.
In order to prevent the yellow silk thieves from attacking again, Zheng Sheng sent all the horses to the scouts to use, and conducted a "carpet" search around the range of several miles of the convoy.
In this way, I walked twenty miles in one day and walked forward for three days.
Zheng's convoy left Hengyang, entered Changsha County but did not go to Linxiang, but passed through Luo County to the northeast, crossed the Xiangshui, and marched towards Baling City along the big ** bank.
Judging from the map, the caravan took a hooked route, and below the hook was Linxiang, the capital city of Changsha, the first destination of Zheng Sheng. The starting point on the left is Gangneung Castle where he passed, and the end point on the right is Anlu Castle where he is going.
Encountering a yellow silk thief south of the Yangtze River, Zheng Sheng had to give up going to the first destination and directly reroute to Anlu. Such a route is naturally a detour of hundreds of miles. Moreover, the road south of the Yangtze River is not in order, and the convoy is going very hard.
In the evening of that day, the Zheng caravan was once again resupplied from Baling City.
Tomorrow, they will cross the Yangtze River again and go to Jiangbei.
Ren Ji found him with some worry.
"Crossing the river from Baling to Jiangbei is a flat place. It is more suitable for the sprinting attack of the thieves and horses. Along the river, continuing northeast, there are dense woodlands and rugged and narrow paths, which are not good for horses, and it is safer for us to go this way. ”
Zheng Sheng was a little surprised, Ren Ju still knew this?
"Although there is a danger of being caught up again by taking the Jiangbei Road, the road is easy to walk, and our speed can be faster. The road south of the Yangtze River is difficult to travel, and if you go further, I am afraid that it will delay the big event. Zheng Sheng explained, "Moreover, didn't you say before that you should go faster, so as not to delay my life events?" Why aren't you in a hurry now? ”
"Shizi, are life events important, or is life more important?" Ren said in a hurry.
Zheng Sheng said slowly: "Does Mr. think that it is very glorious for us to walk into Anlu City in such a frightened way?" ”
"When you go to Jiangbei, not only can you go fast, but you may also be able to lure the snake out of the hole." Zheng Sheng's words suddenly became very low.
"The prince ......" Ren Ji was very surprised.
"In the battle of Yiyang, you also saw it. As long as we can play to our strengths, it's not a big deal. Zheng Sheng said lightly.
"What's more, I still have a secret weapon." Zheng Sheng said with a smile.
Ren Jigang wanted to ask. Zheng Sheng suddenly raised his head, looked at the dark clouds floating from the east, and frowned: "Is this going to rain?" ”
"yes, it's going to rain. Along the way, we haven't encountered rainy days for more than ten days, and we are indeed lucky. ”
"It's raining in Jingzhou." Zheng Sheng said with emotion.
This rain made Zheng Sheng suddenly feel a sense of foreboding.
The next day, the Zheng caravan spent nearly half a day crossing the river.
It was difficult for such a large caravan to cross the river. If it weren't for Zheng Wen's many years of business in Jingzhou and his cooperation with families all over Jingnan, Zheng Sheng would not have been able to get enough boats from Baling Ferry.
Rao was like this, and it took a lot of time to cross the river.
With half a day left, Zheng Sheng was not in a hurry and rested for half a day at Jiangbei Ferry. We set off again in the early hours of the next morning.
The clouds accumulated for more than a day before heavy rain poured down.
The Zheng caravan easily found a place on a high slope that would not be easily flooded and set up camp.
The heavy rain continued for two days in a row, and it continued. Zheng's camp stopped at Gaopo for two days.
In the rain, an embarrassed figure suddenly jumped into Zheng Sheng's camp.
Zheng Sheng, Liu Wei'er, Qing'er and others, who were eating breakfast, all looked at Ye Jun in shock.
Ye Jun was soaked, and his face was constantly dripping with rain, but what he said shocked Zheng Sheng even more: "Shizi, the yellow silk thief is here." ”
Although it was raining, Zheng Sheng did not relax his vigilance outside the camp too much. Although it is only distributed within one mile of the alert, and the replacement rounds are more frequent, the effect is still good.
For example, now, they have discovered the attack of the yellow silk thief in advance.
Who would have predicted that the yellow silk thief would suddenly attack in the rainstorm? This kind of weather, let alone fighting, even walking around in the rain is unbearable.
The thieves who rushed in probably didn't expect that the Zheng camp was still on guard outside.
How surprised Qi Kou was, Zheng Sheng didn't know. He was caught off guard by the cavalry's attack.
Surprise and attack by surprise! Zheng Sheng came up with this sentence in his heart, at a time he didn't expect, the thief was killed!
didn't have time to ask more, and didn't care about putting on his robe, Zheng Sheng picked up the short knife hanging on the shelf, and said to Ye Jun: "Go!" ”
Out of the tent, Zheng Sheng was instantly wet by the rain falling from the sky. The rain in front of him barely kept him open.
Such a ghost weather!
Together with Ye Jun, he ran to the big car not far away, one foot at a puddle. There are already blurred figures intertwined there!