As Yang Shangjing expected, the three hundred regular cavalry of the Ming army, and the regular cavalry of the Ming army that had been trained for a period of time to be close to modernization, wanted to overthrow the rabble composed of thousands of bandits, and there was no problem at all.

Originally, Yang Shangjing thought that it would take two charges to solve the problem, but when he really rushed up, the momentum of the three hundred cavalry who had seen blood directly frightened the opposite side and fled, crying and fleeing into the mountains and forests.

A few red-eyed Ming soldiers licked the blood on the tip of the knife, and wanted to chase and kill, but Uncle Zhong's order still calmed them down: "Poor Kou Mo chases, and escorts the young master to Jianning Mansion." ”

The most important thing now is to protect Yang Shangjing's safety, this is the foundation of these soldiers' lives, otherwise, if they meet a few masters with their heads tied to their trouser belts, they will come to Yang Shangjing, then no matter how much military merit they have, it will be useless, but it is likely to become a burden in the future.

Because once Yang Shangjing hangs up, the heavier their military merits, the more important the position they are in, the more they prove that they are Yang Shangjing's ironcore, in the court situation, standing in line is far more important than ability, such people, even if they come up behind are people from other dynasties, they must also act as death squads and cleanse them fiercely.

Otherwise, the people below talk about the benefits of Yang Shangjing every day, do they still want to bring this soldier?

If you put it in the past, from 100 households down, everyone is a big man who doesn't know the master of a basket, and the ordinary 100 households in the guard, if you can know a basket, you can be regarded as an intellectual, it's useless to say this, and the restraint of military discipline basically relies on military sticks and machetes, but the soldiers under Yang Shangjing's hands are different, they can't talk about being knowledgeable, but they can barely get along with their sensible things.

However, Yang Shangjing's combination of punches has improved the quality of soldiers quite a lot. Compared with this, the strengthened version of the Ming Dynasty gunpowder is not even a younger brother, at most a grandson.

Science and technology are people-oriented, people can't do it, and everything is in vain.

"There are so many bandits entrenched in the northeast of Qingyuan County, but the magistrate of Qingyuan County hasn't heard anything about it, and the nearby guard office hasn't even noticed it?" Yang Shangjing squinted his eyes and gently tapped his palm with a horsewhip.

He can be regarded as having experienced the battle formation, he is not a murderer, and he is not a chick, so he doesn't need to take a deep breath of the air with the smell of blood to show how awesome he is, and he won't see a corpse and vomit for a while.

Uncle Zhong stood behind him and nodded: "This charge of dereliction of duty must be investigated after all." ”

If it is thirty or fifty bandits who robbed the road, it doesn't matter, just with the organization of this society during the orthodox period of the Ming Dynasty, it will definitely not be detectable.

After more than 500 years, the old and young masters in the village blocked a provincial and national highway and collected a protection fee to earn some extra income.

But if the number is five hundred, then I'm sorry, and the big hat made of the words stupid and incompetent smashed on the head, which is no problem at all.

It is true that the imperial power is not lower than the county, but the landlords and sages in the county are by virtue of the emperor's prestige, or the feudal system, so they also have to shoulder the responsibility of the township elders and the righteousness.

But...... The Ming Dynasty is now on the whole, but it has not yet reached the time of the storm, the mine thieves, there is also a Fengcheng Marquis Li Xian Governor to suppress the bandits, when the county officials in this case, there is no way to implement the majesty of the imperial power to the level of Li Zheng and the township elders, so don't blame others for holding the knife.

After all...... You can't say "Now Qingyuan County is in turmoil, and the displaced people are gathering, and they are in danger", right? What's the difference between that and pointing at Fengchenghou's nose and scolding the waste?

"The corpse is placed here, count how many rebels you have killed, and go back to remember the merits." Yang Shangjing grabbed the reins, turned over and got on his horse, "Go to someone, let the officials of Qingyuan County come and collect the corpse!" ”

In fact, not many heads were cut off in this battle, and the defeat in the era of cold weapons was like a mountain, but there was no way to call a long-range rocket artillery to wash the ground and wash a wave, as long as they ran fast enough and scattered enough, the difficulty of chasing down the defeated army was even more difficult than that of the frontal gang, especially when there were not many people here.

A general flag responded, slapped the horse out, took two people, and went directly to Qingyuan County.

"Today, however, the situation is also dangerous." Uncle Zhong sniffed the smell of blood in the air, with a little emotion, "The young master is indeed a good way to manage the army." ”

Yang Shangjing grinned quietly, and said in his heart that if there is no way, wait a few years, this orthodox emperor will go to the north to blind the waves, do I want to rise?

"Tonight...... Where to spend the night? Uncle Zhong looked at the sky, and the conversation changed, it was already afternoon at this time, and it was unrealistic to think that Qingyuan County would go south directly to Fujian, although it was now a trouble to kill the stragglers, but after all, it was a trouble at night.

Yang Shangjing pondered for a while, he didn't know that Li Xian's side had already played a big game, although it was still a little far away from "replacing Li Yunlong's second division with five tons of ammunition", but the effect was still good, so he didn't dare to camp in the wilderness for the night.

But it's not good to let him go directly into Qingyuan County, and when the time comes, the county order of Qingyuan County will kneel and lick him directly, and it will be difficult for him to take the official hat on his head in the future.

So after pondering for a while, Yang Shangjing said: "Let's go to the post station outside the city." ”

It's a matter of attitude.

This can show that Yang Shangjing's dissatisfaction with the Qingyuan County Order has reached its peak, so even if it is very close to the city, he does not plan to go in, which is equivalent to telling others that this matter is not over.

At this time, even if the county magistrate of Qingyuan County goes out of the city to kneel and lick, a sentence of "tiring travel" can prevaricate the past, and if it is replaced by a sentence of "I am injured and need to rest for a while", it can simply scare people into dissipation.

The grandson of Yang Rong, the grandson of the first prince of Wei, the son-in-law of the Xu family of the Duke of Wei, the dignified member of the imperial court, and the governor of the Zhejiang coastal Beiwei Yamen, almost folded in the boundary of Qingyuan County?

At this time, don't say that the outer court wants to tear him apart, even the inner court, which benefits from this, has to eat him alive, right?

After all, at this moment when Wang Zhen can't run rampant, even if the big eunuchs in the inner court want to jump and slap high, they have to squeeze out a few crocodile tears first, so as to show that they support all kinds of explicit and unspoken rules.

So ten people were left here to guard the scene, waiting for someone from the county office, and the rest of the people went to the post house.