The night is getting darker.

The dead silence of Zhengjia Village once again ushered in the noisy sound of Taoism.

More than 1,000 red-faced business house guys were constantly adjusting their bodies in front of the entrance of Zhengjia Village.

I want to enclose the hundreds of wagons full of goods in circles of various sizes.

It's good to use this as a little shelter for the next camp.

As for resting in the village?

Mo said that Zhengjia Village was not big enough to accommodate so many guys.

Even if Zhengjia Village is big enough and there are enough houses.

The "elites" will never allow them, the "inferior", to be next to them.

Just as the guys were busy adjusting the body.

A huge luxury carriage was guarded by more than 100 soldiers on war horses, and more than 10 small carriages with sheds drove into Zhengjia Village.

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Inside Zhengjia Village.

Dressed in a heavy cotton coat, Xu Qiancheng was covered with a thick layer of snow and hid in an inconspicuous street corner in Zhengjia Village.

His eyes were extremely cold as he looked at the more than a dozen slowly approaching carriages.

Behind him, two hundred equally clad trap soldiers hid motionless on both sides of the street corner, armed with repeaters and crossbows.

The long-wound repeater in his hand exuded a chilling chill all the time.

On the roofs of the sparse houses on both sides of the main road in Zhengjia Village.

Three hundred sturdy Song Merchant House men were lying on the cold roof with red faces and cold hands and feet.

Correct.

No matter how cold his hands and feet were, his hands never left the bow and arrows.

In two quarters of an hour.

The goose-feather-like snow pressed down on the three hundred sturdy men of the Song Clan Firm like a heavy quilt.

In a trance, it actually gave it a sense of warmth.

There are also 300 people in armor, who quietly walked around the outside of Zhengjia Village in the snowstorm.

Time passed breathlessly.

The huge luxury carriage that Master Pan was riding in with more than ten small carriages with sheds creaked all the way along the main road slowly towards Xu Qiancheng and others.

One hundred and fifty steps.

One hundred steps.

Fifty steps.

Xu Qiancheng, who was covered in snow, silently estimated the distance between the enemy and us.

When Master Pan and the others were only fifty steps away from him.

Xu Qian, who was covered with heavy snow on his shoulders, made a "poof" and pulled out the goose wing knife from his waist that had not yet seen blood.

"Kill!"

Xu Qiancheng raised the goose wing knife in his hand high and roared with murderous intent.

The words fell.

Two hundred well-trained soldiers of the trapping camp rushed to the path of Master Pan and the others with a lightning speed.

Don't wait for Master Pan and General Liu to have the slightest reaction.

Two hundred well-trained soldiers of the trap camp had already stopped on the village road.

It is on the village road.

The soldiers at the front of the camp fell to their knees.

At the moment when he knelt on his knees, the ten-shot crossbow that never left his hand was firmly aimed at Master Pan and his party.

There is no need for Xu Qiancheng to order again.

The soldiers of the trapping camp at the front of the village road.

As soon as Fang stabilized his body, he did not hesitate to pull the crossbow machine in his hand.

Hundreds of eight-inch featherless arrows rushed towards Master Pan and his party with the momentum of thunder in the wind and snow.

Almost instantly.

A terrible scream was heard from more than a dozen carriages.

The bright red flowers in full bloom are rushing to bloom in Zhengjia Village in the snowstorm.

Correct.

A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.

The soldier of the trap camp at the front of the village road dumped the ten-round crossbow in his hand

Empty.

Behind him, the half-crouched soldier of the trap camp had already pulled the repeater crossbow machine in his hand, which symbolized killing.

Meanwhile.

More of the soldiers in the camp were leaning over, bending their backs, standing straight, or tilting their crossbows to the sky.

The posture of the trapping soldiers may be different.

But one thing is remarkably consistent.

That's frantically pulling the crossbow machine in your hand.

For a while, more than a thousand featherless arrows rushed madly towards the place where Master Pan and his party were.

Meanwhile.

On the roofs of sparse houses on both sides of the road.

Three hundred strong men from the Song Clan's trading house, after hearing the sound of crossbow arrows.

Without hesitation, he rose from the roof of the house, and frequently bent his bow and arrows to shoot at the place where Master Pan and his party were.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that none of the three hundred strong men of the Song family firm are aiming.

As if he had received some order, he simply threw the arrow in his hand in a certain direction as fast as he could.

As for whether it will be able to hit the enemy. They don't need to care.

The so-called poor is interspersed with blows.

Rich is covered by firepower.

That's pretty much it.

Under the cover of such "firepower".

Master Pan and General Liu couldn't even scream a few times.

and he was completely cut off.

After more than 100 breaths.

Xu Qiancheng raised the goose wing knife in his hand again.

Roared loudly, "Throw away the repeater in your hand! Kill the enemy with me!"

The words fell.

Under the arch guard of more than ten personal guards, Xu Qiancheng frantically rushed towards the business house guys at the entrance of the village and the group of more than 300 generations of soldiers under the command of the dragon without a leader.

Xu is Xu Qiancheng and others appeared, it was too weird.

The methods used by Xu Qiancheng and the other soldiers in the trapping camp were too terrifying.

Xu is Master Pan and General Liu and other leaders died too quickly.

For a time, more than 1,000 business house men, as well as more than 300 generations of kings' corporal soldiers.

When I saw Xu Qiancheng and the others rushing to kill like ghosts.

All of them panicked, crying and screaming, and fled towards no one.

What's more, he knelt directly on his knees, crying and begging for forgiveness from Xu Qiancheng and other "wronged souls".

For a while, the entrance of Zhengjia Village was really chaotic.

Correct.

Whether it is kneeling on the ground and praying for forgiveness from the "wronged soul", or the heart is broken and scattered.

Today, all the outsiders who appear in Zhengjia Village, except for the Song Firm, will all die under the goose wing knife.

None of them.

Cutting grass needs to be rooted.

In such a situation, there is no such thing as being innocent or innocent.

Only when one party is completely dead can the matter be completely settled.

In the snowstorm, Xu Qiancheng led the crowd to rush from Zhengjia Village.

Another 300 soldiers from the trapped camp guarded the road outside Zhengjia Village.

In the case of chasing soldiers in front and ambush soldiers in the back, whether it is a trading house or a soldier under the command of the acting king, they all want to flee.

Don't ask which of the soldiers of the trapping camp and the corporal under the command of the acting king are stronger or weaker.

In such a situation, even the soldiers under the command of the acting king are more powerful than the soldiers in the camp.

Slaughter awaits.

Half an hour later.

The shouting and killing in front of the entrance of Zhengjia Village gradually weakened.

They left behind a mess and hundreds of captives who kept kneeling and begging for mercy.

Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu came out of Zhengjia Village with 300 strong men from Song's Commercial Bank.

Fang Yi walked out of Zhengjia Village.

Led by dozens of soldiers in the camp, he threw arrows at the hundreds of captives who kept kneeling and begging for mercy.

Countless arrows burst into the sky again with a sharp whistling sound.

One

Time.

At the entrance of Zhengjia Village, which is like purgatory on earth, the cries, screams, pain, and wails that soar into the sky once again sounded.

After more than 100 breaths.

The three hundred sturdy men of the Song Clan Merchant House endured the sore swelling of their arms, and under the leadership of dozens of soldiers who were trapped in the camp, they stabbed the hearts of those who fell to the ground and did not die one by one.

Even the man who had fallen to the ground for a long time, whose body was already stiff, had not escaped the blade that pierced his heart.

After more than 1,000 people were stabbed again.

Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu immediately ordered everyone to clean up the battlefield.

And Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu followed Xu Qian to the huge carriage where Master Pan was riding.

Beside the huge carriage, silently waiting for the return of Xu Qiancheng and others.

On the other hand, Xu Qiancheng and the more than 400 soldiers who fell into the camp.

At this time, he was using the battle team as a combat team, chasing and killing all the way along the messy footprints of the scattered fleeers.

Fortunately, this place is close to Liaodong.

Luckily, it snowed heavily tonight.

Luckily, I couldn't ride tonight.

If it weren't for this, Xu Qian would never have the opportunity to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Providence is like this, what can people do?

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Midnight.

Xu Qiancheng and other soldiers who were in charge of going out to hunt down and kill.

Successively returned from outside Zhengjia Village.

"How's it going?"

"Is there still a life left?"

After hearing the news of Xu Qiancheng's return, Song Yuanfu and Yang Yu immediately left the luxury carriage to greet them.

"Song Dongjia and relax."

"The road that Xu is responsible for, no one has survived."

"In such weather, the other brothers must be the same."

Xu Qiancheng rubbed his frozen numb face and replied slowly.

"That's good, that's good."

Song Yuanfu was relieved when he heard this, and said again and again.

This kind of thing, since you have chosen to strike first.

Then it must be done.

Otherwise, it will definitely bring great trouble to Xu Yi behind him.

Although Song Yuanfu is a small businessman, he is also a good person.

How can you not understand the truth?

If this time the Song Merchant House is defeated.

Presumably, Master Pan will be the same.

The words fell.

Song Yuanfu stretched out his hand and pointed to the hedgehog-like luxury carriage not far away.

Then he stretched out his hand and asked, "Since Xu Quchang has returned, he will explore with Song to find out the true identity of the owner of this caravan."

Xu Qiancheng followed the direction of Song Yuanfu's finger and glanced at the luxurious carriage that was still in place and was controlled by his own guards.

Then he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you and I will go and find out first."

After more than 100 breaths.

Song Yuanfu and Xu Qiancheng crossed more than a dozen business house men and the guards of the trapped camp, and boarded the huge luxury carriage one after the other.

Since the beginning of the war.

In addition to Xu Qiancheng's personal guards and Yang Yu's move to board the luxury carriage together, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

No one else has ever entered the carriage.

And Yang Yu and Xu Qiancheng guarded from entering to leaving, it was only more than ten breaths.

That's why.

The interior of the luxury carriage is still in its original appearance.

After Song Yuanfu and Xu Qiancheng boarded the carriage, they went straight to Master Pan and General Liu, who were already dead and could no longer die.

A moment later.

Song Yuanfu and Xu Qiancheng stared at the banner that was spread out by the two with solemn faces.

The flag was embroidered with a large code in the center.

Around the flag, there are several majestic green dragons around.

This flag

No matter the size of the specification, the material used.

They are all the same as the Yanzi Wang Banner held by Song Yuanfu.

The identity of the comer is clear at a glance.

At the beginning of the operation, the two had already guessed that the one who came must belong to a vassal king.

But neither of them expected that this vassal king would be so close to Yandi.

Dozens of breaths later.

Song Yuanfu took the lead in taking his eyes off the banner of the king of the pronouns.

Then he looked at Xu Qiancheng beside him with a solemn face.

"Xu Quchang, don't leave a living mouth tonight!"

Song Yuanfu solemnly bowed with a solemn look on his face.

"Song Dongjia and relax, if there is a chance to escape tonight, Xu will raise his head to see the prince."

Hearing this, Xu Qiancheng replied slowly with the same solemn face.

The words fell.

Xu Qiancheng paused slightly, and then said in a deep voice again: "Song Dongjia, except for the goods and money, the rest are all burned!"

Song Yuanfu knew that this matter was important, and he didn't dare to have the slightest ambiguity.

"Xu Quchang rest assured, Song will never let anything except goods and money leave this Zhengjia Village for half a step."

Song Yuanfu replied with an extremely solemn face.

"Okay, in that case, Xu will take someone to go again later, and bring back all the corpses hidden in the snow."

Hearing this, Xu Qiancheng shook the handle of the goose wing knife on his waist, and then said in a deep voice.

Two quarters of an hour later.

After all the "details" have been discussed.

Song Yuanfu and Xu Qian rode out of the luxurious carriage one after the other.

Then they disappeared into the wind and snow.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

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The next day.

The wind and snow that lasted all night suddenly came.

However, the heavens and the earth are still a vast color.

In front of the entrance of Zhengjia Village.

Song Yuanfu, whose eyes were full of scarlet bloodshots, slowly looked up at the sky.

Then he looked sideways at Xu Qiancheng, who also had bloodshot eyes beside him.

"Xu Quchang, it's already dark, and it's time to start."

Song Yuanfu said slowly with a tired face.

"Okay."

Standing beside Song Yuanfu, Xu Qiancheng, who was also full of tiredness, nodded slightly.

Then he waved his hand slightly.

With a slight swing of its arms.

When there were more than a dozen soldiers in the camp, holding blazing torches, they slowly walked to the entrance of the village.

Not far from the entrance of the village, there are more than a dozen "Chai Mountains" neatly placed.

On top of Chai Mountain, hundreds of corpses dressed in various colors are neatly placed.

With more than ten torches slowly thrown towards the more than ten firewood mountains.

It didn't take a while.

More than a dozen firewood mountains burst out of the flames that made it difficult to get close to the slightest.

One after another, corpses as hard as stone were trapped, and the soldiers and Song Merchant House men were ruthlessly thrown into the burning firewood mountain.

One after another covered carriages symbolizing status were trapped, and the soldiers of the camp and the Song family firm joined forces to push into the burning firewood mountain.

With the passage of time, the trading houses and soldiers under the command of the acting king Xu Qi were all reduced to ashes in this raging fire.

Even his brother-in-law, as well as the code Wang Qi given by his own person, were not spared.

A fire began in the hour and was not extinguished until the time of the sun.

When everything is reduced to ashes.

The Song firm, which had rested for several hours, slowly left Zhengjia Village at the time of Shen.

Slowly marching towards the land of Liaodong again.

Only this time the direction of the caravan was no longer there

Linjia Town, more than ten miles away.

Rather, it is a more remote Liaodong city - Liao Tunnel City.

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Night.

Zhengjia Village is five miles away.

Hundreds of wagons laden with goods form a circular formation in the wilderness to withstand the cold night winds.

Tents of various sizes were arranged in a very tight arrangement in one round after another.

In the center, a huge tent occupies a single car array.

Song Yuanfu, Yang Yu, and Xu Qiancheng sat on the ground around a blazing coal stove.

"Being able to survive this time depends on Xu Quchang's courage and resourcefulness."

"Song respects Xu Qu for a long cup."

Song Yuanfu picked up the wine cup on the small table next to him and saluted Xu Qiancheng from afar.

The words fell.

Song Yuanfu raised his head and drank all the wine inside.

Last night, the two of them parted from Mr. Pan's carriage.

and they each fell into a hurry.

As Song Yuanfu became more and more busy.

The secrets hidden in the Pan family gradually emerged in front of Song Yuanfu's eyes.

Since the Pan Merchant Bank approached the land of Liaodong, it has destroyed as many as six or seven large and small commercial houses in a few days.

Among them, it is inevitable that some business houses are backed by big families or powerful people in the court.

Song Yuanfu couldn't imagine that if it weren't for Xu Qiancheng, he noticed something abnormal, and decisively prepared to fight back.

What will be the fate of what awaits the Song Firm.

Therefore, this glass of wine Song Yuanfu is really respectful from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing this, Xu Qiancheng hurriedly picked up the wine cup on the small table.

"The Song Dong family doesn't need to do this, this is Xu's business."

Xu Qiancheng drank the wine cup in his hand, and then returned a glass of salute.

Song Yuanfu smiled and stopped talking about it.

After a few days of getting along, he vaguely understood the character of the soldiers in the camp.

It is no exaggeration to say that the soldiers of the trapped camp rarely have anything in their hearts other than military orders and duties.

"This time, a total of twenty-six catties of gold, one hundred and six catties of silver, and three hundred and ninety-five catties of copper were seized."

"There are also fifty-four thousand six hundred and twenty-seven taels of silver tickets."

"As for those goods, they are roughly estimated to be worth at least 200,000 taels."

"This is the book of accounts for today."

"After Xu Qu looks at it, if there is no problem, you and I will jointly play it in the prince."

Song Yuanfu paused, then took out a brand new account book from his bosom and handed it to Yang Yu, who was not far away.

motioned to Yang Yu to send it to Xu Qiancheng.

As for the gold, silver, and bronze things in his mouth, the reason why they are not considered to be two.

It is nothing more than that the gold, silver, and bronze things have been melted into dozens of things of different sizes.

This would have made the beautifully shaped gold and silver and other objects very worthless.

But it avoids the risk of exposure.

The so-called gains and losses are probably nothing more than this.

Without waiting for Yang Yu to get up, he took the brand-new account book handed over by Song Yuanfu.

Xu Qiancheng waved his hand and said, "The person of the Song Dong family, Xu has been obvious to all these days, and there is no need to look at this account book."

"Song Dongjia can just write a letter, and after the letter is written, Xu can sign the letter."

The words fell.

Song Yuanfu's face paused slightly, and then he chuckled, "Song thanked Xu Quchang for his trust."

When Xu Qiancheng heard this, he filled the wine again, and gave Song Yuanfu a glass of wine speechlessly.

It seems to be indifferent to the seizure, but in fact this is where its cleverness lies.

The person who can lead a song of soldiers and horses in the trapped camp, how can he be the simple-minded person?

Drink a glass of cloudy wine.

Song Yuanfu slowly put down the wine cup in his hand.

Then he took out a piece of public opinion from his bosom

Fig.

After slowly getting up, he hung it on a wooden frame in the big tent.

"Seventy miles east from here, you will reach Liaodong Liao Tunnel City."

Song Yuanfu stretched out his hand and clicked on the location of Liao Tunnel City on the map.

After a slight pause, he slowly spoke again, "From tomorrow, the Song family firm will be divided into two."

"Brother Yang will lead half of the men to transport the more than 300 truckloads of charcoal and other materials to Liao Tunnel City first."

"Sold all the way east from Liao Tunnel City."

"The price is generally the same as the price in the local city."

"Remember, don't lower than the price of your local city."

Yang Yu groaned slightly when he heard this.

I gradually understood the intention of Song Yuanfu's move.

"Yes!"

Yang Yu got up quickly and solemnly bowed.

Song Yuanfu nodded slightly when he saw this, and then looked at Xu Qiancheng.

"Xu Quchang, I sent out two hundred soldiers to guard Brother Yang and his party along the way."

Song Yuanfu faced Xu Qiancheng and bowed.

Hearing this, Xu Qiancheng got up and clasped his fists and saluted back, "Okay."

The words fell.

Song Yuanfu paused slightly, and then opened his mouth again and ordered, "Tomorrow, halfway through, Brother Yang will lead the crowd to leave."

"If you can travel more on this trip, you will travel more."

"You and I should keep three days apart as much as possible."

Yang Yu didn't hesitate at all when he heard this, and immediately bowed again: "Yes!"

Song Yuanfu nodded slightly, and then waved his hand to signal Yang Yu to come forward.

After Yang Yu approached Song Yuanfu.

Song Yuanfu stretched out his hand and "pointed" on the map, while slowly opening *** on behalf of Yang Yu and his party to pay attention to some subtleties.

The reason why it divided the Song firm into two.

It was agreed that the distance between the two parts should be kept three days.

The aim is simply to maximize the benefits.

Notice.

After the first battle last night, the Song family had more than 300 horse-drawn carriages full of goods.

And the goods loaded on these more than 300 carriages are worth 200,000 taels of silver in the land of Liaodong.

And the full load of goods is charcoal and other heating things.

If the Song firm is not divided into two, and keep a distance of three days.

Wait for coal furnaces, briquettes and other things to arrive in the land of Liaodong.

The more than 300 wagons full of goods not only failed to create the slightest value.

On the contrary, it is very likely to become a burden to the Song firm!

None of them.

The price gap between charcoal and firewood and coal stoves and briquettes is too big for heating.

But anyone who is of sound mind will make the right choice.

As for whether this move will run counter to Xu Yi's ultimate goal.

Song Yuanfu is not worried about this problem.

Nowadays, how many people can spend high prices to buy charcoal, firewood and other heating things are the poor people?

The real poor people either hide at home at this time to report to the group to keep warm, and wait for the snow disaster to pass as if they were fate.

Or they left their homes and fled in groups.

Or just like the villagers of Zhengjia Village, they froze to death at home.

From Xu Yi's three pricing of coal furnaces and briquettes.

It is not difficult for Song Yuanfu to see the hidden part of the deep meaning of Xu Yi's move.

That's why.

Song Yuan Fu Fang decided to divide it into two.

For a "businessman" like Song Yuanfu, it can create additional value for the people behind it.

Nature is an extremely important thing.