On September 17, the forty-fourth year of Kangxi, at three o'clock, the night was already very deep, the noisy salt river in the day was already a peaceful and tranquil situation, under the hazy moonlight, more than a dozen small and medium-sized boats of the salt patrol camp were moving slowly on the river almost silently, on the foredeck of a medium-sized warship in the middle of the queue, Fang Wansheng stood expressionlessly, just like a statue, and then the right hand on the hilt of the knife was exposed, showing that the heart was by no means as calm as it seemed on the surface, suddenly, There was a sound of slurry cutting through the water in the downstream direction, and Fang Wansheng's eyes instantly became fierce.

"Pull in!"

The coming ship did not have the slightest intention of concealing it, and he could see the lanterns hanging on the ship from afar, and when he saw the huge "Chen" character on the lantern, Fang Wansheng's brows couldn't help frowning, but he didn't have any words on the side, just coldly shouted an order, and Goshha, who was waiting beside him, conveyed the order in a loud voice, and then saw more than a dozen ships rowing in unison, and quickly outflanked the ship that was going upstream.

"Hahaha...... is General Fang in front, Chen Biao is polite here."

The incoming ship did not avoid the encirclement of the salt patrol ships, and still drove straight forward unhurriedly, but after seeing a torch swaying three times in a row, in a long laugh, Chen Biao, who was standing on the bow of the boat, had already said a greeting in a loud voice without care.

"Well, why is there only a ship?"

The medium-sized warship went down the water, the speed was not slow, and soon it was less than two zhang away from the incoming ship, and when it saw that there was only one awning boat in front of him, Fang Wansheng's already frowning brows suddenly wrinkled a little more, and he snorted coldly with displeasure.

"Hey, General Fang, don't worry, the boat, it's all behind, come on, send a signal."

Chen Biao was not in a hurry to answer Fang Wansheng's question, but with the help of the light of the lantern and torches, he carefully inspected the large and small ships that had surrounded him, and saw that there were no faces, so he was relieved, and replied with a smile, and immediately, with a wave of his hand, he broke off with a heroic shout, and a boatman who followed him strode to the side of the ship, shaking the torch in his hand back and forth a few times, and after a while, he heard the sound of pulp in the downstream direction, and one after another awning boats swayed out of the dark night, The fish are heading upstream.

"What's going on, why are there ten more?"

The canopy fleet was moving very fast, and it didn't take long for it to pass through the defense line of the salt patrol camp evacuation one after another, and rushed towards the direction of Xiba, Fang Wansheng, who was silently calculating, suddenly found that the ships transporting salt were not twenty as agreed in advance, but as many as thirty, and his face couldn't help but sink, and he was full of displeasure.

As soon as Fang Wansheng's words came out, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense, and the two generals not far behind him pressed their hands on the handle of the knife almost at the same time, and the murderous aura faintly floated, but it was difficult to say who this murderous aura was aimed at, and I saw that the two generals were all staring at Fang Wansheng's back.

"Hehe, General Fang is not strange, isn't it just a little more fashionable, yes, the old rules, a copper plate will not be missing your General Fang, and then!"

Facing Fang Wansheng's cold face, Chen Biao scratched his head indifferently, explained a few words with a smile, and then shook his hand, a small cloth bag had already flown onto the warship and floated steadily towards Fang Wansheng.

"Release!"

Fang Wansheng copied his hand, and he had already firmly taken the small cloth bag in his hand, but he didn't look at the inside, but glanced at Chen Biao with a little dissatisfaction, waved his hand vigorously, and drank impatiently.

"Okay, refreshed, I will definitely have a drink with General Fang when I turn around, there will be a follow-up, start the boat!"

Seeing that Fang Wansheng didn't care much, Chen Biao was happy, laughed and arched his hand, and immediately ordered the sailors on the ship to hurry up and quickly chase after the fleet that had just walked out.

"Collect the troops and return to the camp!"

Chen Biao went, Fang Wansheng obviously lost the interest of continuing to patrol, just floated on the river for more than half an hour, and then ordered the troops to be withdrawn, this order, the salt Ding who were originally anxious to share the dividends were happy to hurry up, one by one howling excitedly, paddling desperately, the whole fleet was like an arrow from the string on the water, and the time before and after only a stick of incense was already close to the small pier of the water village, but the interested salt Ding obviously didn't notice that their water village seemed to be too quiet- Although it was late at night, the colleagues on duty during the day should be asleep at this time, but the little insects that used to call non-stop were silent, which was obviously a little wrong, but all the salters were worried about the silver that would be distributed at this time, but no one noticed this slight incongruity.

"Put down your arms, those who dare to resist will be killed!"

Just as the salters were giggling along the small pier into the gate of the water village, suddenly there was a loud cry, and a lot of torches were instantly lit up in the originally silent camp, and a group of armored warriors swarmed out of the back camp, swords out of the sheath, bows and bows to surround the salters in the center.

"What's going on?"

"Where's the soldier?"

"What are you doing, are you going to rebel?"

……

The salters were caught off guard, and they didn't even have time to show their blades, and the army that had been covered up was completely encircled, and in panic, the shouting suddenly became a loud one.

"Which one is Fang Wansheng, stand up!"

Before the salters came to their senses, in the sound of armor rubbing, a sturdy general had already led more than a dozen Goshha strode out, looked around at the frightened salters, and broke off his throat expressionlessly.

"Wan Sheng has seen the general under the mark, I don't know if you are ......"

Although Fang Wansheng received a secret letter from Ji Huaijin, he knew that there would be a big move on Hongqing's side tonight, but he didn't expect that this action would be on the head of the salt patrol camp, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"General Fang has worked hard, a certain is Geng Sanbiao, a counselor of the Henan Governor's Mansion, and he came to capture the salt Ding who was acting for personal gain and fraud on the secret order of Lord Qincha, and asked General Fang to cooperate."

This general is Hongqing's henchman Geng Sanbiao, who was ordered to secretly drive to the vicinity of Huai'an half a month ago, in order to ensure that tonight's action will not leak out, as early as when Fang Wansheng led the fleet out of the village to patrol, Geng Sanbiao had already led his troops to secretly infiltrate the water village, and took down all the salt that was sleeping in the village, and calmly set up an ambush, and finally controlled the salt Ding who returned to the camp. politely replied, and after a few words of greeting, he immediately said with a cold face: "Take them all, those who resist, die!" ”

"General Geng, those smuggling salt ships have gone far away, if you can trust it, the last general is willing to lead a team to chase after you."

In the face of the bright knives and guns, the salt Ding was not good at land warfare, and at this time, facing several times the Henan officers and soldiers who were several times their own, they had no courage to resist, and they all honestly disarmed and were captured.

"No need, Lord Qincha has other arrangements, they can't escape!"

Fang Wansheng was well-intentioned, but Geng Sanbiao didn't care, waved his hand proudly, confidently rejected Fang Wansheng's proposal, and led his troops to escort a group of salters and rushed along the river in the direction of Huai'an Xiba......

"Order the rear fleet to shrink its formation, speed up, and hurry up to cross the West Dam!"

At the end of the ugly time, it was almost dawn, and the salt fleet that sailed all the way to the mouth of the Salt River smoothly arrived at the mouth of the Salt River, Huai'an West Dam was already in sight, Chen Biao's tense nerves were finally a little looser, but he didn't dare to be careless, and after glancing at Huai'an City with a black light, he gave a voice to an entourage who followed with a straight face, and the urgency was obviously eager to hurry over the West Dam - Huai'an, one of the most important cities on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, has always been called the four capitals with Yang, Suzhou and Hangzhou. Its importance is reflected in the salt transport, the west dam outside the city is the junction of the salt river and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, all the salt ships from the two Huai salt fields are from here into the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and then resold to the provinces of the country, and because of this time the Yellow River and the Huai River flow side by side, after crossing the West Dam, there are many waterways next to it, once the salt ship passes the West Dam, it is the sky is high and the bird flies, no matter how many salt patrol ships do not want to find out the real whereabouts of the private salt ships.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A salt fleet next to each other had just turned from the mouth of the salt river into the open water of the Huai River, and was about to pass through the west dam, when suddenly three horns suddenly exploded in the dark night, and before the people of the salt fleet could figure out what was going on, they saw more than 100 large and small warships divided into three clusters and outflanked the salt fleet at high speed along the river, and the speed was extremely fast, and the possibility of the salt fleet turning around was blocked in an instant.

"Damn, it's the Jinling Sailor, quick, turn around, turn around!"

The autumn is crisp, the river is fogless, Chen Biao only glanced at it, and he has seen clearly the huge lanterns hanging on the masts on the many warships rushing forward, and when he found that it was the Jinling sailor who outflanked him, his heart suddenly cooled half, and in a panic, regardless of the fact that the salt fleet was crowded together, he roared in a hurry, but at this time, the salt fleet was completely out of formation, how could he do it if he wanted to turn around, but there were many salt ships that collided together by mistake in the chaos, and the unlucky sailors fell down the river like dumplings, The cries and cries for help were all intertwined, and it was so chaotic.