Emperor Ming Fengyunlu

Volume III: The Turbulent Central Plains

Chapter 1 The famous general Jingbian controls Yidi

Section 5 Fishing in troubled waters

Cheng Shiyong laughed bitterly when he heard this, and said anxiously: "Lord Yuan, now that your eyebrows are already burning, you still have the heart to laugh!" Just say what we should do, I have nothing to say to the soldiers! ”

Yuan Mingxuan said: "That's good! I think so, since now that the Ming merchants and the Franco merchants have become a pot of porridge, and the city of Haojing Ao has become a mess, then both of them must have no time to take care of their own firearms craftsmen, and now is the time when their supervision is the weakest! Let's just fish in troubled waters, and take everyone to raid the workshops of the Francophone merchants in the city, and rob all their firearms craftsmen! ”

When Cheng Shiyong heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and said secretly in his heart: "That is, you, Lord Yuan, can come up with such a way, this is really a good way to either live or die!" However, Cheng Shiyong thought about it carefully, and now there is indeed no other good way except for Yuan Mingxuan's seemingly crazy method.

"That's good! Just do what Master Yuan does. Cheng Shiyong made up his mind and said, "Lord Yuan, I'm going to gather my subordinates, without further ado, let's go!" ”

Yuan Mingxuan nodded and said, "In addition, before we leave, we must seal all the doors and windows of this house for me to prevent the cloth shopkeeper from escaping and reporting the news; At the same time, send a few more soldiers to the port, tell the steward of Ma Wu to guard the fleet, and set sail as soon as we rush back!" ”

Cheng Shiyong nodded, and hurriedly commanded his subordinates to get busy, and the soldiers who went to the port to report the news also immediately rushed out of the door.

It didn't take long for the soldiers to completely seal the whole house, all the doors and windows were nailed with wooden planks by the soldiers, and the whole house looked like a huge box, impermeable.

Yuan Mingxuan carefully inspected it, and when he saw that there were no mistakes, he ordered to set off. Before leaving, in order to ensure Yuan Mingxuan's safety, Cheng Shiyong specially assigned four soldiers to protect Yuan Mingxuan, and insisted on sending Yuan Mingxuan back to the port first; Yuan Mingxuan insisted on disobeying when he heard this, and insisted on acting with everyone, but Cheng Shiyong repeatedly insisted on his own opinions. Seeing that time was running out, Cheng Shiyong glanced at the four soldiers and said, "Escort Lord Yuan to the port!" ”

The four soldiers immediately understood, and regardless of whether Yuan Mingxuan was willing or not, they directly dragged them to the port.

The rest of the soldiers left Blanco Melo's house under the leadership of Cheng Shiyong and disappeared into the chaotic and noisy streets.

Yuan Mingxuan and the four soldiers ran wildly all the way, and there were murderers and arsons everywhere along the way, in order to avoid extraneous branches, everyone did not dare to delay in the slightest, but just ran in the direction of the port.

On the way, they encountered some blind Franc and other Yi people, or Han people, and the four soldiers stepped forward to kill them together; The surrounding murderers saw that these people were not good, and they didn't look like people from both warring sides, so they ignored Yuan Mingxuan and the others, and focused on finding and killing their families.

"Lord Yuan, there is a port ahead!" One of the soldiers looked ahead and shouted excitedly.

Yuan Mingxuan was also happy in his heart, but then he became worried again, and said secretly: "I hope Cheng Shiyong and they can go well, and I hope the soldiers can come back safely." ”

At the same time, Cheng Shiyong was running on the chaotic streets with a sentry soldier, during which there were constantly people from all walks of life who wanted to do something to everyone, but as soon as they saw the momentum of the soldiers of the Hanwei battalion, most of them retreated, and the smell of blood emitted by the strong army was still very noticeable, and occasionally one or two groups of people who did not open their eyes were also repelled cleanly by the soldiers.

"Mr. Cheng Bai, where are we going? We don't know the old nest of those Franc machine merchants. ”

"That's right, Mr. Cheng Bai, what if those Franco merchants disperse those firearms craftsmen?"

After everyone hurried for a while, the soldiers shouted one after another, after all, it was not a way to wander around the city aimlessly, and it was difficult to guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen if it dragged on like this.

Cheng Shiyong was already sweating profusely at this time, and took the soldiers to find a relatively remote corner and stopped, and said: "Everyone is right, we are too short of time, and there is no time for us to look carefully little by little." In this way, all of you will be scattered and divided into teams to look for them, and if you find a firearms craftsman, whether you are a Francophone or not, you will all be forcibly taken away! Meet here an hour later. ”

All the soldiers received orders one after another, divided into four roads and dispersed, and Cheng Shiyong also followed one of the soldiers and disappeared into the streets.

After a while, in a relatively large workshop, the team of soldiers led by Cheng Shiyong broke into the door, and all the soldiers rushed in with their weapons and fought with more than a dozen Francophone people inside.

Cheng Shiyong shouted and slashed down a Franco man, and then the horizontal knife held a chopped axe, and knocked the Franco man to the ground with a punch, and then stepped forward and hacked him to death, blood gushing to the ground. Cheng Shiyong looked up and saw that all the surrounding Franc machine people had been strangled by the soldiers, so he said: "Quickly search and see if there are any firearms craftsmen!" ”

The soldiers immediately searched the house, and after a while, the two soldiers found the situation in the backyard: "Cheng Baizong! Got it! ”

Cheng Shiyong ran over when he heard the sound, and as soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he saw more than a dozen men locked in a small house, and a dozen or so heads were crowded in the small window to look out, looking at these people, they should all be Han, and the door was locked with a very heavy copper lock; Cheng Shiyong looked around again, and saw that the yard was full of all kinds of tools, and there was a stack of fire guns and pipes that had been drilled on the ground.

Cheng Shiyong was overjoyed when he saw it, stepped forward and cut off the copper lock on the door with a knife, and then asked the dozen or so men: "Are you firearms craftsmen?" ”

The dozen or so people nodded their heads in acknowledgement, and they seemed to be very afraid of the soldiers of the Hanwei Battalion who were fierce and vicious in front of them.

"We are the Ming official army, from now on, you are the craftsmen in my camp." After speaking, Cheng Shiyong said to his soldiers: "Take them all away!" ”

A moment later, Cheng Shiyong and his entourage left the workshop with more than a dozen craftsmen and ran towards the agreed meeting place. A similar situation also occurred in the rest of the city of Haojingao, where the soldiers of the Hanwei Battalion who acted separately slaughtered all sides in the city, as long as they saw firearms craftsmen, no matter which side of the force they belonged to, they would all be forcibly taken away, and if they dared to stop them, they would be killed!

But what Cheng Shiyong didn't expect was that just as they were looking for a firearms craftsman, Blanco Melo's house resounded with a bang. After a while, the gate was smashed to pieces, and then Blanco Melo ran out with a few Francos in a rage, and said angrily: "Damn! Now that I've torn my face, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

One of his subordinates next to him asked, "Honorable lord, what should we do?" It's too chaotic in the city right now. ”

Blanco Melo said with a hideous face: "Let's go to the Governor, I don't believe it, then Yuan Mingxuan and his gang can still fly out of Haojingao!" Get rid of them, and maybe the Governor will give me a medal! ”

With that, Blanco Melo led his men and ran towards the Governor's Palace in the city of Ho Jing O.

An hour later, Cheng Shiyong took his men back to the agreed meeting place, only to see that the remaining three soldiers had returned smoothly, two of them found firearms craftsmen, plus the firearms craftsmen found by Cheng Shiyong and others, and everyone found a total of thirty-seven firearms craftsmen.

"Great! We've gained a lot. Cheng Shiyong was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately ordered to go to the port. The soldiers escorted the thirty-seven firearms craftsmen all the way, and when they encountered the men and horses who came forward, they slaughtered them for a while, and when they encountered a place where the fire could not pass, they immediately looked for other routes. In this way, everyone finally arrived near the port, and they could already see the masts of the ships in the distance; Just when everyone thought that victory was in sight, a large number of Francophone people suddenly appeared behind everyone, and as soon as these people saw Cheng Shiyong and his party, they couldn't help but start firing and charging at everyone's side, and the soldiers of the Hanwei battalion were caught off guard and fell nearly ten people immediately.

Cheng Shiyong was furious when he saw this, but his soldiers did not have bows and crossbows and firearms, and they could not get close to melee combat at this time, so they could only be beaten passively, so he yelled: "Run!" Hurry to the port! ”

The soldiers immediately rushed with the thirty-seven craftsmen, and then hundreds of Franco-men chased after them.

At this time, Yuan Mingxuan, who had already rushed to the port, looked worriedly at Haojing Aocheng, which was full of gunsmoke, and saw that the situation was becoming more and more chaotic, and Cheng Shiyong's side still had no news coming back, and Yuan Mingxuan's mood became more and more heavy.

Ma Wu stood aside with an anxious face, and whispered, "Lord Yuan, how long do we have to wait?" The rebels could storm the harbor at any moment, and my sailors won't be able to resist it for long. ”

Yuan Mingxuan frowned and said, "Wait a little longer, Cheng Baizong and they will definitely come back in time." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Mingxuan heard bursts of firecrackers in front of him, which was very close to the port, and then saw Cheng Shiyong running over with a group of soldiers from the Hanwei Battalion, and there were a large number of Francophone chasing soldiers behind everyone.

"Steward Ma, set sail now! Gather all the ship's musketeers and archers here! Yuan Mingxuan shouted when he saw this, and when he looked back and saw that Ma Wu was still standing there in a daze, he yelled: "Go!" ”

Ma Wu ran back violently at this time, shouting along the way: "Sail! Sail! Brothers, copy guys! ”