Chapter 1018: Jizijuan Raid (End)
The battle that followed seemed a bit lackluster. Even Zaisai did not expect it to go so smoothly.
As the armies of various ministries entered the city, the various ministries in the Beijing camp, which almost fell into complete chaos, quickly collapsed completely without a leader.
Under the watchful eye of the Nekalkha cavalry with their swords and horses leaping, the Nekalkha infantry quickly rushed into the barracks. The sleeping soldiers of the Beijing camp could hardly put up a decent resistance, especially the officers among them. They were even more timid, hoping that others would come forward, but in the end they were unwilling to come forward.
Soon, the various ministries were divided and surrounded, and then the organized surrender followed.
There are only a handful of soldiers who can really fight back. It really feels like thousands of soldiers are all disarming, and it would be better if there is no one who is a man.
There were still some twists and turns outside the city.
Hong Guoer led the Horqin people to attack the forage yard and caused a fire in the forage yard. As a result, the Shenji Battalion stationed at the forage yard took the opportunity to flee. Not only did the Horqin people fail to save the meager forage in the forage yard, they also failed to capture any prisoners. A few of them could only take advantage of the chaos to chase and kill for a while, but they were blocked by one of them desperately, and the results were very few. This also made Hong Guoer lose face and couldn't hold his head up in front of Zai Sai.
Similarly, the Bahrain attack in the west of the city was very smooth in the early stage, defeating the front of the military preparation camp in one fell swoop. Moreover, because the rocket also caused a fire in the military preparation camp, Setel took advantage of the opportunity to cover up the attack.
Unexpectedly, when they were chasing out of the north of the preparation camp, they encountered a counterattack by the First Division of the Fifth Military Camp of the Beijing Camp. Seter's forward suffered a lot of losses, but the opponent did not want to fight and quickly withdrew and fled into Luerling in the north. In the mountains.
On the contrary, the city with the largest and strongest garrison in the Beijing camp encountered the weakest resistance, which was almost non-existent. Only about 30 people of the entire Hongji army were killed and more than 100 people were injured. The degree of losses was almost negligible. It also set a record for the smallest number of Zaisais leading troops on an expedition.
When recalling the fierce battle under Qian'an City, Zaisai could not believe that this also belonged to the Zhou army, and here were the emperor's own troops. Even though the elite combat power of Liaodong Town was extraordinary, one was in the sky, the other was underground, and even in the The huge gap underground still made him unbelievable.
Until now, Zaisai still believed that the fire gun army that could face several times the enemy's force in Qian'an City and fight fiercely without defeat in a day could only be the newly built fire gun elite in Liaodong. He never thought that it would be the result of a few months. Form a trained people's force.
As the sky gets brighter, the situation in the entire Santunying Town has basically been brought under control.
But the problems facing Zaisai have just begun.
There were as many as 40,000 prisoners in the military camp in the city alone, including two lieutenants, three staff generals, seven guerrilla generals, and countless guards, commanders, and generals.
How to deal with so many people?
At this time, Zaisai remembered what Bushiya Mara reminded him when he left. It is easy to win this battle, but how to successfully realize this victory and turn it into substantial benefits is the most important and most important thing. Not easy to handle.
If there is no middleman to help negotiate peace and matchmaking, what can these tens of thousands of pampered guys without any labor skills do in their hands?
Darkhan, Zhuangtu, Mangguda, Bilingtu, Suozhai and others were all extremely excited. They had never thought that they could capture tens of thousands of troops in one fell swoop. Compared with the tragic losses they suffered at Qian'an City in the past few days, they had already He had no hope for this battle, and was content with just grabbing some trophies that he could explain to his tribe after returning home. He never thought that this trip to the Santun camp would result in such a huge gain with such a small loss.
"Mr. Fan, you have done a great job in achieving such a great victory in this battle. After this, I will be greatly grateful." Zaisai also smiled happily.
Although I also know that a series of things behind this are still very troublesome, after all, the overall situation of this battle has been decided. At least after returning, whether it is against the five Inner Khalkha tribes, the Chahar people and the Jianzhou Jurchens, there will be a I've explained it, but how much profit can be gained from it is another matter.
"Lord Zaisai's words are serious. There will be many opportunities for us to deal with Lord Zaisai in the future. I hope that Sir Zaisai can be more convenient by then." Fan Qing smiled slightly, "But Sir Zaisai, you will capture the prisoner at once We have captured so many people from the capital camp, what are we going to do with them?"
After all, this question was asked. Zasai felt a chill in his heart and said calmly: "Why did Mr. Fan teach me?"
"I'm afraid Lord Zaisai has a plan in mind." Fan Qing didn't point it out, "The soldiers in the Beijing camp have all settled in the capital for many years. They have no other talents. It is impossible for them to follow Lord Zaisai back to the grassland like ordinary farmers. They are also useless, I guess Master Zaisai intends to use them as goods to trade with Dazhou."
"Well, will the Zhou court pay ransom for these people?" Zasai asked.
Zaisai's face was ferocious, "Mr. Fan, do you know how many people from our five inner Khalkha tribes died under Qian'an City? Let me tell you, more than 7,000 people were killed in the battle, and there were 4,000 more injured. These more than 4,000 Less than a thousand people can return to the grassland alive, with countless minor injuries, three and a half million taels of silver. Is the life of one of our prairie warriors only worth three and a half taels of silver? Then I really might as well kill these 40,000 people. Come, take all the one or two thousand craftsmen and farmers in this town captive and return them to the grassland!"
"Even if you kill all these people, you still won't get what you want." Fan Qing said with a smile: "It's better to think more about getting what you want."
“But you said that the Zhou Dynasty was unwilling to pay the ransom of these people?” Zasai asked, staring at the other party.
"The imperial court is not willing to pay, but there must be people who are willing to pay." Fan Qing chuckled, "Their families must be willing, and there will be many businessmen willing to help these people pay. Many of them are nobles in the capital, and many of them are willing to pay." Everyone is willing to get involved in this relationship."
Zaisai nodded secretly.
As expected, Fan Qing seemed to want to write the deal.
These merchants of the Zhou Dynasty who have done a lot of business are more or less related to the imperial court of the Zhou Dynasty. Moreover, these martial arts families not only have one or two children in the army, but also in the Beijing camp and in the border army. There are also people who serve in the military offices in various places, so being able to build this relationship will definitely be useful in the future.
But does this guy really only have the line of Jianzhou Jurchen?
Zaisai was a little skeptical.
But at this time, he felt much more at ease. It was good that this guy was willing to come and set up a line, so as not to be controlled by Bushiya Mara's family. But in his words, it seemed that he was only willing to help those martial arts disciples, that is, Those generals and officers were trying to get in touch, but ordinary soldiers and low-level officers seemed to have no interest. This was a troublesome matter.
“Mr. Fan, I understand what you mean, but the disciples of Wu Xun are mostly generals and mid-level and high-level officers, but what about these tens of thousands of soldiers?” Zaisai said leisurely.
"Sir, we are just businessmen. We will not do business without profit or loss. Although these ordinary soldiers are not worthless, we need to contact the families of these people in the capital, and ordinary soldiers may not be able to get much money. It’s troublesome, cumbersome, time-consuming and of little significance, and we don’t have that much energy to do this kind of thing..."
Zai Sai sneered, but said nothing. As expected, this guy only came for these generals and officers, and had no interest in ordinary soldiers.
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Qi Jianyao is very lucky.
He left half an hour later than Han Shangyu, because his barracks was in the forage yard in the east of the city, so he fell asleep with his concubine in his arms when he returned to the east of the city.
The army was not allowed to carry concubines and maidservants, but they were allowed to take care of servant boys. Qi Jianyao simply asked the concubine to change into men's clothes and dress up as a book boy. It's really uncomfortable to sleep.
The Horqin people's surprise attack woke him up from his sleep, but the fire that broke out in the forage yard blocked the Horqin people's encirclement and suppression. He didn't have time to think too much, got up and fled in a hurry with his guards, but the Horqin people pursued him one after another, and they also Thanks to the desperate efforts of his subordinates, he was able to escape.
But even so, under the pursuit of the Horqin people, the entire group of 6,000 people dispersed in the darkness, and only less than 2,000 people escaped.
"Huchen, what should we do now?" Qi Jianyao's face was as white as paper, and he was prone on his horse, teetering on the ground. Looking around, it seemed that the Mongolian cavalry might be chasing him everywhere.
He Huchen had a knife-striped face, with sharp edges and corners, and a knife mark across his forehead, making him look particularly fierce.
"Sir, although I don't know how many Mongols have come, judging from the swiftness and ferocity of their cavalry, they are definitely elite. The first group I will fight should be the Horqin people from Eastern Mongolia. They are said to be allied with the Inner Khalkha people. Going south, I just don’t know why they didn’t attack Qian’an City, but came to sneak attack us.”
"These **** prairie barbarians are so cunning. They attacked in the east and in the west. They fooled the Ji Zhen army and us. We all thought they were going to attack Qian'an. What happened?" Qi Jianyao thought of the killing shouts at night and almost did it himself. The ghost under the sword shuddered, "Zhencheng is definitely over. They have fifty or sixty thousand troops going south. We can't go west..."
He Huchen was also frustrated.
He was originally from a military household in Baoding, and was proficient in bow and horse since he was a child. He thought he would have a bright future in the Beijing camp, but he did not expect that he had been neglected in the Beijing camp for many years. The weapons of the Shenji camp were all old-fashioned three-eye fire blunderbuss. There were not many matchlocks, which also made him feel that there was no place for heroes.
The battle was fought like this. Facing the roaring Horqin cavalry, there was almost no resistance. It is estimated that the entire Beijing camp was beaten to pieces. What will be his fate in the future?
(End of this chapter)