At the end of March 1512, Xiao Ye gathered 200 armed cavalry, including 50 Tatar cavalry of the Gailuo tribe.

Yu Shan brought a hundred cavalry, Wang Hu, Duan Datou, Qin Shi, and Hao Yongliang each brought their subordinate flag teams, plus the Tartar cavalry, Xiao Ye's personal guards, which was enough to deal with Shiguantun and Lao Yangkou.

The night owl flag team in front of the team, with the glimmer mirror in Qin Shishi's hand, caught six spies in the vines and grass trees on the left side of the horse road near Shiguantun; These tightly wrapped spies, pointed at gunpoint, obediently crawled out of the shallow pit where they were hiding.

There is no need to interrogate, and he can't tell the truth when he asks, Qin Shi took the waist card handed by the sergeant, glanced at it casually, raised his hand and threw it into the vine grass on the side of the road, and he didn't bother to look at these prisoners.

Seeing that the flag officer turned his head and did not speak, his sergeant walked to the side with the prisoner, a cold light flashed in his horizontal hand, and the sharp blade cut the prisoner's throat, leaned over to avoid the splattered blood, and kicked the corpse into the grass with one kick.

The trail, which was filled with a faint smell of fish, soon cleared up, and the team continued to move forward, except for the sound of horses' hooves trampling in the night.

The rumbling horse team rushed to the foot of Shiguantun Mountain, and the night owl flag team went out of the blockade avenue, and Xiao Ye led a group of soldiers to go up the stone mountain from the east along the familiar stucco stone road.

In Shiguantunli, most of the sergeants were taken to Madao Stone Fort by the flag officer, and there were few sergeants left, and they were all Hu Shibiao's personal guards earlier; Seeing that the sergeants stationed here were gone, Wang Chongli, who was far away in the gravel fort, was also anxious.

The mill that could produce yellow plaster, there was Zhang Zhong's team of guards guarding the stone fort, Shiguantun he took a fancy to this mill, the other places were useless, how could he send his cronies here to suffer; You must know that Shiguantun is close to the grassland, and it is not once or twice that the Tartars come without telling them.

The oil and water here have been cleaned, and Jiang Cheng, the official of the Jinyi Guard Banner who is responsible for clearing the goods here, has already returned to Laoyangkou Tunbao with all the pack horses, and from there he has collected the materials copied by the people and sent them back to the gravel fort.

Jiang Cheng, the ambassador of the warehouse in the Suzhou Health Center, has the same name as this Zhang Cheng, but because of the different heads of the family, the final ending is very different, which is a later story.

Zhang Zhong is not too desperate to do things, after occupying the two mills, the other materials just asked for some firearms, and the rest were handed over to the Thousand Households of the Gravel Fort and Fang Shanshui, so that they could share some benefits.

The flag officer in Shiguantun ran cleanly, and this is a dangerous place, Zhang Zhong patted his ass and left, but Wang Chongli of a thousand households scratched his head, and no hundred households were willing to come here to take up a job, which was basically the same as sending him to death.

So, Zhang Zichang, the flag officer of Lao Yangkou Huodun, was promoted to the chief flag officer, and brought his ten brothers to Shiguantun, where he stayed in the stone fort of No. A, and successively sent four flag teams from thousands of households.

Here, it has become a beacon of thousands of households, but it only plays a role in early warning.

However, the team of guards left by Zhang Zhong was full of sixty armed sergeants, all of whom were elite soldiers selected from the guards, with three-eyed fire, swords, shields, and armor, plus a six-round Huang Jiazao short fire/gun, and more than a dozen rear-loading guns/guns, which were already armed to the teeth.

It's a pity that there are only about a dozen of these guards' war horses, and Zhang Zhong has no idea of sending people to break through the grasslands.

Hu Shibiao, who is disabled in his left hand and blind in one eye, was retained as a hundred households because no one wanted to come to Shiguantun, taking care of the warm cellar with his wife and children; What made him angry was that the leeks and cabbage that had just grown a little bit were seen by Zhang Zhong's guards.

The greens that Jiang Cheng can't look down on, but these guards are very rare, and they have to go around every day, waiting for the day when the vegetables are picked; Of course, the guards can't do it at all when they pay for food, they eat for nothing to save face, and they dare to ask for money, so they can't smash your warm cellar.

The time has come to the ugly hour, and the lights are still bright in the B-shaped mill, and in the stone fort with lanterns everywhere, there are tired craftsmen from time to time, pushing wheelbarrows, smashing the low-iron stones piled up outside the stone fort into small pieces and transporting them into the mill.

The yellow plaster produced by the mill here can only be the lowest-grade good plaster because there are only main ingredients and no ingredients, but it is enough to make Zhang Zhong, who returned to Suzhou Wei, happy; If it weren't for the fact that the raw materials here are easy to extract and the only one occupies the terrain, he would have ordered someone to move the stone mill to the workshop area behind.

Wang Dali, who had a rickety waist, stood in the mill in a gray body, looking at these almost continuous companions, and regretted it to death; The craftsmen were timid when they encountered something, and when they heard the wind, they looked left and right, reluctant to do this, reluctant to that, and as a result, they were delayed and blocked on the mountain by the brocade guards.

As soon as the official family came, the craftsmen bowed their heads even more, if they didn't want to leave these craftsmen behind, the Zhao family in the family was weak, and he would have slipped away to Madao Stone Fort at night; There are two sons of their own, but it is much better than staying here and suffering.

Now, these soldiers from Gansu Town, who don't know which one has the idea, let the craftsmen just quarry and transport the stones outside the mill during the day, and send them to the stone mill at night, and they will tire people to death and live in ten days.

Want to stop and rest? The soldier with the whip next to him, as long as he saw a slack craftsman, the crackling was a severe beating, which made these craftsmen cry wolf and had to speed up.

Salary? After thinking about it, he gave three catties of wheat every day and received it the next day, which was already merciful to the Lord of the Prison Army, and it was enough for the craftsman's whole family to be satisfied.

What worries Wang Dali the most is that most of Shiguantun's original water umbrellas have been taken away, and the remaining three water umbrellas, even if those guards take a bath, will not put an extra bucket of water to supply them in a ration.

Fortunately, Wang Dali has the reputation of a priest, and those Zhang family guards didn't make it too difficult, but they just asked him to take these craftsmen well, and they didn't laugh at the good things of the prison army.

"Hey, what's the trouble," Wang Dali walked to the gate of the fort with weak steps, it was getting late, and the ten guards guarding them were also drowsy, and the big guy could relax a little while he took advantage of this gap; After a little more incense, you can go back to sleep in the tun.

The other fifty guards of the Zhang family were all lying in the stone fort military house, snoring and sleeping, and the faint snoring sound was clearly heard by the craftsmen.

Leaning on the triangular stone block at the gate of the fort, Wang Dali suddenly saw a figure shaking in the moonlight in the distance, rubbed his eyes, and found nothing abnormal, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

There is no news from the hundred households in Ximen, and the defense of Shiguantun also exists in name only, so with Zhang Zongqi's manpower, he wants to defend the stone mountain of Nuoda, but it is delusional.

Half a month ago, even if Xiao Ye was not there in Shiguantun, there were constant light and dark sentinels on the mountain, there was always a flag team patrolling outside, and there was also a flag team in the military house that could be pulled out to support at any time, and their craftsmen were also responsible for carrying firearms, and even going into battle to resist the enemy, and now such a scene was invisible.

At the entrance of the stucco mountain road on the top of the mountain, the Tartar cavalry who had suppressed the war horse under the black pressure, holding a bright scimitar, under the leadership of Wang Hu, touched the back of the low gable without saying a word; In the back, there was also a large group of sergeants with fires/guns, surrounding Xiao Ye, rushing past the dark fort next to the road.

After resting for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Dali was about to turn back to the stone castle and beckon everyone to call it a day, when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and he knew that there were many people who were indispensable when he heard the sound.

Before he could turn around, two strong arms hugged Wang Dali, and he was so startled that he opened his mouth and was about to shout, when a low voice sounded in his ears, "Dad, it's me, silence,"

Wang Hu, who rushed to the front, hugged Wang Dali and stepped aside, those Tartar cavalry with hideous faces had already rumbled into the fort gate, and under the leadership of the sergeant who was familiar with the terrain, he held down the ten guards next to the mill, slapped the back of the knife on the mouth, and the others rushed straight to the side of the military house.

The stone fort, which did not have a gate, was immediately occupied.

Seeing that Wang Hu was back, and that he had such great strength, he must have eaten well at Madao Stone Fort, and Wang Dali was so sad and happy that he was about to cry; Wang Hu saw his father like this, and hurriedly asked.

"Dad, are there any sergeants anywhere else on the mountain? Baihu is behind, but we have to occupy this place first, and then we will say," Wang Hu's words made Wang Dali excited, and hurriedly lowered his voice, pointing to the nail number Stone Castle.

"There is a team of sergeants there, eleven people, and the new chief flag officer Zhang Zichang who leads the team, I heard that he was transferred from Lao Yangkou," Wang Dali's words made Wang Hu secretly relieved, he knew that Zhang Zichang was a person, although he had only met twice, but as long as he was an officer under the hundred households, he would basically not take refuge in anyone else.

Why, just look at the comparison of food and salary, in the sky and on the ground, the general banner also has to support the family, luxury is easy and simple, as long as hundreds of households can take in their families, basically there is no way to run.

"Okay, I'll go over first," Helping his father, Wang Hu beckoned, led a flag team at the door, and ran quickly towards the No. A stone fort.

In the case of the Tatar cavalry quietly breaking in, the fifty guards who were still sleeping soundly in the military quarters, with a sharp knife in their throats, obediently tied their hands and dragged out of the room.

The work of the mill had stopped, and Hao Yongliang, the flag officer, came forward and beckoned everyone to stand together and gather in the corner of the courtyard; Hao Yongliang's craftsmen are very familiar with it, so they can naturally obey the command and huddle together to watch the excitement in a regular manner.

A craftsman with a little vision naturally knows that this feared Ximen Baihu is back, otherwise there would never be such a big battle, and there are so many Tartar soldiers with a mouth of grunt, and they can still get along with Hao Yongliang and them.

Sure enough, when Xiao Ye walked into the fort gate surrounded by the guards, the craftsmen were suddenly in a hurry, shouting loudly to the hundred households, eager to immediately surround and complain to the hundred households, they have lived a life in half a month, it is simply unbearable.

Compared with the treatment given to them by Xiao Ye before, the work of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, there is no need to worry about money and food, and they can go out at any time if they have something, they want to say that they do not regret it, it is fake.

"Hehe, everyone looks pretty good," Xiao Ye greeted everyone with a smile on his face, these craftsmen who worked in the mill had been forcibly incorporated into the military by themselves earlier, and they were originally worried that they would not wait to see their arrival, but now that they looked, it was not like that.

Walking in front of Wang Dali, Xiao Ye took a deep look, "Uncle Wang, the kid has dragged you down, I will accuse you,"

"It's none of your business, it's none of your business, it's all the personal guards of the prison army," his heart warmed, and Wang Dali's old face showed a happy look, "Lord Baihu, can I follow you to Madao Stone Fort?" ”

"Yes, I can leave tonight," Xiao Ye replied unequivocally, and the guard knife next to him flashed out and took out the Aishan Thorn Hundred Household Seal from his arms and held it above his head.

"The Lord of the Hundred Households has transferred the Hundred Households of the Aishan Thorn Tribe, and each artisan household will be counted according to the roster, and you will be allowed to bring your family's property and gather after an hour and return to Madao Stone Fort,"

More than seventy craftsmen with dark faces suddenly clenched their fists in a low voice, and when they saw the Wang priest nodding with a smile, they dropped the tools in their hands and visited the Ximen Baihu one after another.

The craftsmen left quickly, and Zhang Zhong's personal guards had already rushed the families of the craftsmen who had moved to Laoyangkou Tunbao back to Tunli in order to control them conveniently.

As for the bunch of captives on the ground, Xiao Ye thought about it, this was not the time to completely turn his face with Zhang Zhong, if these people were slaughtered, then he wouldn't want to buy a grain from the Gravel Fort, let alone the Gansu Town.

At this time, Xiao Ye didn't know that Baudus, along with his family, and the team of red-haired sergeants all died unexpectedly; Otherwise, it's not so easy to talk to.

"Collected the weapons and horses, and left a few people to guard," commanded, Xiao Ye turned around and left the stone fort, these Zhang Zhong's personal guards, he couldn't win them over, and the province spitted.

Wang Dali followed Xiao Ye out of the fort gate, and saw a group of sergeants in khaki uniforms, with thick leather belts around their waists, leather boots, and fire/guns standing on both sides.

Those Tartar soldiers were still wearing sheepskin coats, and they looked like a group of horse thieves, but the sergeant with a field backpack in front of him, and his morale was strong under the light, which made Wang Dali's waist straighten a lot.

Xiao Ye stopped, waved his hand at the knife, and more than a dozen guards hula dispersed, separated by a large circle, leaving Wang Dali standing there.

Seeing Baihu looking at him with a smile, Wang Dali knew that it was for the matter of the secret passage, so he leaned up and whispered, "Lord Baihu, the secret passage has been dug to the east of the warehouse compound, if the geotechnical bomb is not used up, the subordinate can dig down the mountain again,"

There is no mud and water, no description of the difficulties of excavation, not to mention the decision of how to avoid those people and let a few craftsmen continue to dig under the supervision of the Zhang family's guards; Wang Dali knew that Xiao Ye would not ask about the process, he only looked at the results.

Xiao Ye smiled and didn't speak, just looked at the A-shaped stone castle in the distance; Looking at the eyes of the hundred households, Wang Dali's expression was straight, "Those craftsmen didn't show up in the mill at all, they ate and lived in the secret tunnels, and some canned food was prepared earlier, but it was too difficult to drink water,"

"Their family is still in Lao Yangkou, and the trustee told them to go to Madao Stone Fort, these days, they can go on, but it is difficult to say if it drags on," with a relaxed face after relief, Wang Dali's mood was the same as this night, refreshing and transparent.

"Okay, there is no geotechnical bomb for the time being, Shiguantun underground tunnel, it is best to dig to the bottom of the mountain, if you can get to the side of the road," Xiao Ye learned that the secret passage was kept secret, he breathed a sigh of relief, and drew an arc obliquely, but Wang Dali was shocked.

According to the route of 100 households, if it is dug down, even if there is a large supply of geotechnical bombs, the construction period is far away, almost ten miles long, and it is still underground, which is unimaginable.

It's Xiao Ye, when he was talking, he didn't have a bottom in his heart, but the No. A stone mill had never disappointed him, so why not try it.

"Let's go, go and see those craftsmen, they are my Xiao Ye's subordinates, in the future, Uncle Wang, your logistics team must have their place," Yes, the logistics team in Xiao Ye's mouth has come to the time to form.

Even Wang Qing's transport team will also be included in the logistics team, Wang Qing, who is in the prime of life, happens to be Wang Dali's helper, and the second logistics team can be established after one or two years of training.

"Well," Wang Dali nodded silently, and was about to take Xiao Ye towards the warehouse compound, which was originally the courtyard where the hunters of Jiming Village lived, and now they moved to Lao Yangkou, where it became a warehouse for storing goods.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, there is still time, let's go to my hundred households first," without moving his steps, Xiao Ye let out a sigh of relief, and looked around, "In the future, there will not be many times to come again,"

When Xiao Ye rode to the outside of the stone fort, Wang Hu and Zhang Zichang, holding lanterns in their hands, had been waiting for a while.

Let the sergeant of the knife pass the order to rest in place according to the flag, Xiao Ye rode into the stone fort, came to the mill and dismounted, took the wind lantern handed by the guard, and walked in with it; The old guards, who knew the habits of the hundred households, blocked the uninformed guards, and after muttering a few words, everyone quietly stayed outside.

Wang Dali, who was a little excited, wisely did not follow in, but turned back to find Wang Hu and asked Wang Meng about his situation.

In the mill, the huge stone mill, like a black monster, lies in the dark and empty stone house, under the light, the cyan stone mill surface reflects a faint luster.

"It's time, if you want to see the light of day and scoop the sea to water, what do you mean?" After hanging up the wind lantern, Xiao Ye whispered to himself, approached the stone mill, and touched this cold big guy, his eyes were solemn.

After a long time, he slowly retreated to the door of the inner room, stared at Xiao Ye who was grinding the stone, tore off the cowhide sheath on his left wrist, put his right hand on the slightly raised skin, and pointed his index finger regularly; One, three, seven, two, these four numbers, after repeating five times, then no longer move.

The stone mill, which was as steady as a boulder, after Xiao Ye stopped moving, flashed a trace of blue-purple light around his body, as if he had sunk to the bottom of the water, and fell silently into the ground; A large pit with a length and width of one zhang was exposed on the ground, which made Xiao Ye scratch his head again.

Walking to the edge of the big pit, looking inside, it was so dark that he couldn't see the end, Xiao Ye picked up a small pebble and threw it into the pit, and it took a while to hear a faint sound, and he suddenly relieved himself.

A military order came from the mill, and the armed tartars, who were waiting outside the cave of the fort, took up their weapons and entered the stone fort. These visitors from the grassland, who have never seen the world, have the strength to do their work, and they will not wonder why there is a big hole in this big house.

Wang Dali was taken outside the mill by the guards, and looked for the military house next to it, everyone worked together, and the iron drill dismantled several military houses, first tied up the roof of the artemisia grass and wood beams, and threw it into the big pit, and then; A large number of square stucco blocks, carried into the mill by the Tartar soldiers, were all thrown into the pit.

filled this big pit, and actually demolished the four military houses, Xiao Ye had a more intuitive understanding of the depth of this big pit; If you want to dig out the big pit again, I'm afraid you will have to have the patience to build the city wall.

After the big pit was filled, the Tartar cavalry, under the leadership of Zuo Shi and Wang Hu, hurriedly descended the stone mountain and rode straight to Lao Yangkou. As for the disappearance of the No. A stone mill in the mill, Xiao Ye didn't say it, and no one could have imagined that it would actually escape deep into the ground on the spot.

Yu Shan sent out 50 sergeants, escorted the craftsmen and their families who had packed up their stalls, escorted the captured firearms and war horses, and returned to Madao Stone Fort overnight, and there would be scouts along the way to answer them.

The remaining eighty sergeants, with the cooperation of Zhang Zichang, tightly sealed the surroundings of Shiguantun, Yu Shan, Duan Datou, and Hao Yongliang did not get along for a long time, but the drill in Madao Shibao was not a joke, just perform their duties.

Zhang Zichang, who had just been promoted to the chief flag officer, his family was still in the gravel fort, and he originally wanted to follow Baihu, but Xiao Ye didn't agree, in Shiguantun, he had to have his own people, and he would be able to make a big difference one day.

According to Xiao Ye's military order, the flag team led by Yu Shan will carry the population there with the Tartar cavalry who overthrew Lao Yangkou, and after passing through the stone pass, they will return to the Madao Stone Fort; That old Yangkou Tunbao, Xiao Ye didn't want to go.

The people who should be snatched back, Wang Hu knows it, with the help of the Qin Shiqi team, plus fifty Tatar cavalry, he can't take an old Yangkou Tunbao, Xiao Ye really doesn't believe it.

Xiao Ye followed Wang Dali into the warehouse compound, at this time, two hours had passed, and the northwest sky was getting darker and darker. Before dawn approaches, it will be dark and you can't see your fingers, which also indicates that the mist is about to rise.

The guards guarded the warehouse compound, tightly guarding the inside and outside, Xiao Ye took a knife and a few henchmen, and Wang Dali walked into the empty courtyard; The military depot in the circle here is uninhabited and looks very desolate.

The warehouse that was cleaned by the Jinyi Guard, the door was crooked, and only some wood and stones could be seen scattered on the ground messily.

In a military house in the southwesternmost corner of the compound, the door was closed, Wang Dali stepped forward quickly, pushed the door open, and the creaking sound of the doorshaft was particularly harsh in the compound.

"Hehe, this is a craftsman's trick, in order to have time to hide," Wang Dali turned his head and said, raised his feet and entered the room, Xiao Ye behind him did not say anything, and also entered the stone house with his own hand holding the wind lantern.