When Zhao Yan and his party returned, the appearance on the battlefield had changed greatly, and the shouts of killing had subsided, only to see many thieves kneeling on the ground, almost one or a few prisoners on the side, all guarding these young men.

Zhao Yan looked at their vigilant appearance, and shook his head in disappointment, a rabble is a rabble, and he can only take his own captives and can't catch them again.

It's a matter of discipline, and everyone is thinking, if they go away, won't the captives be snatched by someone else?

The idea is quite right, very correct, that as soon as they walk away, the captives will indeed be taken by others, because this is an unorganized rabble.

They couldn't trust their teammates, and Zhao Yan couldn't clearly remember who captured a few enemies.

If a well-disciplined and well-trained army does not need any money at all, and without this intuitive interest drive, such a phenomenon will naturally not occur.

"Childe." Zhao Quan was overjoyed when he saw Zhao Yan's figure, and hurriedly rode his horse over.

"How's it going? How many hungry people have been caught? Zhao Yan nodded, looked around the battlefield and asked.

"I should be able to catch three or four thousand! A lot of people have already chased them out, and they haven't come yet! Zhao Quan estimated.

"Let's start gathering the team! Three taels of silver for a captive, we can't afford more. Zhao Yan commanded, three taels of silver and a captive are indeed too expensive.

Nowadays, there are displaced people everywhere in Dengzhou, and it is still very easy to recruit displaced people, and as long as you give a full meal, three taels of silver is really a vain cost.

But there was no way before, and if you want to attack the thief, you must need a bit of a heavy reward.

However, it is not possible to do what you say, but it is still not okay to regret it, that is undoubtedly smashing your own signboard. In ancient times, credit was very important.

Because in this day and age there are not so many legal guarantees, and even more so for people who are traders, many times it is just a verbal agreement.

For that verbal agreement to be completed, both parties must be required to be honest. If anyone does not complete this verbal agreement, he will ruin his reputation, and the future merchants will not be able to move an inch.

This is the rule of the shopping mall in the Ming Dynasty, just like the unspoken rule of officialdom, whoever violates it will inevitably be hit.

A trustworthy golden signboard is here, doing business is also like a fish in water, and many people will be willing to cooperate with you. Honesty was the most important thing in the Ming Dynasty.

Although Zhao Yan is not a pure businessman, Zhao Yan will not smash his signboard for those silvers, and this small gain and loss is not enough to worry about.

Back in the car formation, the scene was a mess.

There were corpses everywhere, and some of the goods on the car were still soaked in blood, and there were not many of them, but the top layer, and the goods at the bottom were fine.

Find these family members with all of them, carry a box full of silver, and distribute the reward on the spot. The young men who caught the captives all ran to receive the rewards with their own captives.

The person who received the silver showed a happy smile on his face, one person is three taels, this is two months' salary for the big head soldiers, and those young and strong people who work hard also have to work for three or four months to earn so much.

The money was as if it had been picked up, and it was just a rush to kill them with a wave of flags and shouts behind them, and they were able to capture the captives.

It couldn't be easier.

Those hungry people who were escorted to receive the reward were dejected, and some of the hungry people had numb eyes, and they couldn't see the slightest bit of smart breath at all.

They were worried about their fate, but they were taken down. Over there, Zhao Yan had already asked people to make a fire to make food, and a lot of food was given to those hungry people.

The hungry people were stunned to see what was being eaten in the harvest, and what was being eaten? And the portion is quite a lot, although I can't eat enough, but it's no problem to eat half full.

Maybe it's because he just experienced a life-and-death battle and was captured by the other party. Or maybe they got food, and the captives ate and wept for a while.

Zhao Quan took this person and began to count the losses.

After counting, the Zhao family's family broke more than ten people, all of whom died in the battle with the group of thieves, and the backbone of the thieves was no worse than the Zhao family's family in terms of weapons, and there were many outlaws.

Zhao Yan was silent for a while, and said, "Go back and give them an extra hundred taels of silver." ”

"Yes." Zhao Quan nodded and wrote it down.

It is not known how many of the chauffeurs and recruited homeless people died, many of them were still out to capture prisoners and did not return, but the old and weak of the homeless people were not hindered, they were always protected in the center of the chariot formation, and when they attacked, they only waved their flags and shouted in the back, and did not come into direct contact with the thieves.

Zhao Yan walked slowly on the battlefield, looking at the corpses in this place, he felt a little melancholy in his heart, it was really an era when human life was like a mustard.

In this era, only force is the most credible.

"Childe, I've already asked out, the thief is called Zhang Gongguo, he is a bandit in the Zhaoyuan area, and he saw that Dengzhou was full of hungry people, so he wanted to coerce the hungry people to do a vote, and then go to Yangzhou to retire." His family came to report.

"Wrap 100,000 yuan around your waist, ride a crane down to Yangzhou, you are very ambitious!" Zhao Yan sneered, the thieves at the end of the Ming Dynasty can be roughly divided into three types.

One is the kind of thief who wants to get rich and enjoy wealth, and this kind of thief is easy to deal with. The more successful case of the Ming court thieves appeased belonged to Liu Guoneng, who joined the encirclement and suppression of the thieves after surrendering, and was finally captured and killed.

The second is the kind of thief who likes to be happy, completely releasing his ** while coercing the hungry to loot, sleeping with a few rich people and mothers-in-law everywhere, and grabbing a lot of gold and silver treasures. Many of the leaders of the thieves who surrendered, accustomed to such a thing, rose again soon after being appeased.

The third type is the careerist derived from the second type of thief, who found that the strength of the Ming Court was declining during the long period of raids, and the ambition of the two sides gradually became the leader of the world, so they began to adopt the suggestions of the literati and shouted some slogans to confuse the poor people.

It's just that such a thief would not be able to resist the attack of the Manchus even if he won the world, and as a result, the Ming Court was finished, and so were they.

Zhang Gongguo, a bandit in his thirties, is tall and tall. At this moment, the family who had been interrogated was scarred with a horsewhip.

According to the confession, he was originally a bandit who fell into the grass, and he used to be a small fight, and when Kong Youde rebelled, Zhaoyuan City fell, and although it was recovered, it was a chaos, so it provided him with an opportunity to make a rebellion, and more than 100 brothers under his command spent half a month and coerced nearly 10,000 people.

Originally, he was full of confidence to go to plunder, but on the way, he ran into Zhao Yan's caravan, and the two newly formed teams collided, which was really a needle to the tip of the needle.

In the end, this guy was planted on Zhao Yan's silver and conspiracy. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the best at using such conspiracies was Hong Chengchou, who was familiar with military books, and although it was not good to train soldiers, the means were one after another, but it was destined to be just a small road.

The real avenue is to have absolute strength. In the face of absolute strength, any intrigue is futile.

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The battle was over, Zhao Yan led people to start cleaning the battlefield and collecting their own corpses, as for the thieves who were killed, they just dug a pit and buried them at will.

Before dark, those who had gone out to pursue the captives came back one after another.

After counting, Zhao Yan's convoy lost more than 300 people in total, and it is not ruled out that he did not return. More than 4,500 thieves were captured, and nearly 2,000 were killed.

Zhao Yan was bleeding profusely, and after a rough calculation, after this battle, he was killed by nearly 110,000 taels of silver, and the more than 300 people who died in the battle had to spend more than 90,000 taels of silver.

Haematemesis!

If this is fought again, Zhao Yan will go bankrupt. An army that uses silver as combat power is really unreliable.

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There was a power outage again, and I could only tragically go to the Internet café to code words......

Let's count the tickets and comfort them! In addition, I hope that all students will speak enthusiastically.

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