In the early morning light, Yang Zhen led a group of people on the left and right wings of the Musketeers, heading north along the main road in the city that ran through the north and south gates.

From the government offices, residences and houses on both sides of the main road, there were constant screams, wailings, curses and laughter. There were also fires everywhere, which also emerged from the shops and houses on both sides of the road.

Faced with all this, Yang Zhen was indifferent and just led the musketeers forward quickly, while also killing the Tatars or two Tatars who were running around and appearing in his sight.

In this way, Yang Zhen and his party quickly arrived near the north gate.

Looking from a distance, the north gate of Xiongyue City has been opened. The lights in the gate are bright, and a group of soldiers are guarding the rows of horses in front of the gate, blocking the gate tightly.

"Sir! These are the troops from the navy camp. It seems that Miao Naicheng has done a good job and has already captured the north gate!"

Yang Zhen had also noticed that some of the men and horses guarding the north gate not far away were holding swords, shields, and some were holding spears, but all of them had equipment on their chests that was unique to the men and horses led by Yang Zhen.

——Grenade bag made of homespun cloth.

As soon as Yang Zhen and the others appeared near the North Gate, sharp-eyed people reported Miao Naicheng. As soon as Yang Zhen led the musketeers to the North Gate, he saw Miao Naicheng leading a pair of followers, thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump.

He ran down the steps of the north gate gate tower.

"Sir! Lord Commander! You are here! General Lu Shen has led his troops out of the city to pursue the Tatar deserters! Before leaving, General Lu Shen asked his humble position to guard this gate, saying that he would not be able to leave until the Lord arrived! Sir,

Look, who should I hand over the North Gate to next?!"

When Miao Naicheng met Yang Zhen, he loudly reported the situation to Yang Zhen a few steps away. The implication behind his words was that he should quickly replace him with the task of guarding the city gate so that he could do it.

Order something to go.

When he was in Shiqiaozi, he stood beside Yang Zhen, and what Yang Zhen said is still fresh in his memory.

Similarly, his subordinates, namely the boatmen and rowers who came from Yuan Jin's naval camp, have not encountered such an opportunity for many years. How can they waste time guarding the city gate?

Seeing Miao Naicheng's impatient look, Yang Zhen certainly knew what he was thinking.

"Catch up with Zhang Kushan in a while?! Don't you have a lot of time?! Why do you think you are in such a hurry?!"

Yang Zhen had already noticed that the grenade bags on the chests of Miao Naicheng and his entourage were empty, and everyone was disgraced, and some were covered in blood. Apparently, they had gone through a lot when they captured the North Gate.

A hard fight.

Therefore, although Yang Zhen was rude at this time, he was smiling all over his face when he spoke. And while saying these words, he stepped forward, patted Miao Naicheng's shoulder with his hand, and continued

said:

"You did a good job this time! It can be said that the performance of your naval battalion officers completely exceeded my expectations! You will definitely be fully compensated for your contributions!

"Don't rush to do anything else! Next, you continue to guard this door! And without my order, no one is allowed to enter and no one is allowed to leave! Anyone who breaks through the door and wants to leave will be killed without mercy!"

"Lord Commander——"

Miao Naicheng grimaced and wanted to say something else, but Yang Zhen didn't listen at all. He patted him on the shoulder and immediately turned around and left. He led dozens of soldiers from the musketeers on the left and right with live ammunition to go around the gap.

Rows of horses turned away, exited the city gate, and walked away.

Miao Naicheng had been observing the situation outside the north gate for a while while standing on the gate tower of the north gate. The sound of the Crouching Tiger Cannon had stopped long ago, and the sound of the flying general's explosion that he was so familiar with now had also stopped.

Moreover, Lu Pinqi has led a group of cavalry out for a while, so the situation on the Yilipo side should have been settled.

Miao Naicheng looked at the backs of Yang Zhen and his group as they left, and thought about the situation inside and outside the city. After a moment, he shook his head with a wry smile, and scolded his men to arrange the horses more tightly.

Then he led his followers and trotted up to the top of the city, continuing to look north.

Yang Zhen and the soldiers on the left and right wings of the musketeers had just left the north city gate and not far away when they saw a war horse galloping towards them in the distance.

The galloping rider saw Yang Zhen and others from a distance, and immediately shouted: "Sir! We have captured the Tatar Jia La Zhang Jing Zhang Kushan! We have captured the Tatar Jia La

Zhang Jingzhangku has done a good job!"

Yang Zhen was about to ask the visitor what happened, but suddenly he heard the knight say this, and he was immediately overjoyed and said repeatedly:

"Okay! Okay! Very good! Now, all the Tatars in Xiongyue City will be wiped out! Hurry! Take us there quickly!"

The knight got off his horse and gave up his horse to Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen immediately got on the horse and led everyone in a trot towards Yilippo.

A large group of people had already gathered on the half-mile slope. When Yang Zhen came on horseback, sharp-eyed soldiers had already made way for a passage.

When Lu Pinqi, Jin Shijun, Yu Liangtai, An Qinghou, Deng En and others saw Yang Zhen coming, they all came up to him. Some helped him lead the horse, and some came to help him. Yang Zhendun felt flattered by the stars.

Feel.

You know, Lu Pinqi, Yu Liangtai, and people after Anqing, although they maintained respect for Yang Zhen during this period, they all had a very cold look. They were more respectful to Yang Zhen. Although they maintained respect, they

A situation where you don’t take the initiative to get close.

This situation is definitely not like that of Li Lu or Zhang Guogan, who had already shared the joys and sorrows with Yang Zhen.

On the contrary, when facing these people, in order to win over them for my own use, I often compromise and keep putting my hot face on my cold butt.

But now, the situation seems to have suddenly changed. Each of these people has abandoned their previous attitude of keeping a distance and keeping a wait-and-see attitude, and began to actively approach them.

Yang Zhen sighed in his heart [81 Chinese website www.zw-du.me], this is the harvest of leading them to a victory just now!

Surrounded by the generals, Yang Zhen got off his horse and came to the middle of the crowd. He saw a dozen Tatars who were still alive lying on the ground.

Some were lying on their stomachs and some were lying down. Everyone was half dead and seemed to have been seriously injured.

Yang Zhen looked around again and saw that there were many dead Tatars at the feet of the self-soldier crowd. Those dead Tatars, like the dozen or so alive in front of him, were all wearing neat cotton armor.

Although the cotton armor is dirty, it can be seen that it is completely white from top to bottom, with rivets embedded in rows and vertically on it, with only a few inches of red trim around the edges.

Although Yang Zhen had never had close contact with the Tatars' cotton armor with white flags in this life, he had long been familiar with the Eight Banners' attire from countless braided film and television dramas in later generations.

At that moment, Yang Zhen took a quick look and knew that the people in front of him were indeed Tatar troops with white flags.

"Sir! When I led my troops to arrive at the North Gate, I happened to catch up with all the Tatars at the North Gate, led by this man, who opened the door and rushed out!"

When Lu Pinqi saw Yang Zhen staring at the Tatars on the ground, he immediately stepped forward and kicked one of them, who was lying on the ground. He said to Yang Zhen:

"It's this Tatar! They ran along the east city wall to the north gate tower, rode on their horses, opened the door from the inside and rushed out! Thanks to my lord's arrangement in Yilipo, Adjutant Jin and Brother Yu led the people to stop them.

Their way! Otherwise, they would really have escaped for these shameless Tartars!"

Speaking of this, Lu Pinqi saw Yang Zhen looking at the fat Tatar who was half dead and moaning without saying a word. Knowing that Yang Zhen had doubts, he immediately continued:

"Commander, you still have the most capable people in the advance camp! Just before you arrived, Brother Dunn conducted an interrogation and identified all these Tatars who were not dead. This shameful Tatar is Zhang Kushan!"

After saying this, Lu Pinqi kicked the fat body on the ground again, causing the man's upper body to turn over, revealing a blood-red patch on his chest.

Judging from the severity of the injury, he was either directly hit by the shotgun pellets loaded by the Tiger Crouching Cannon, or he was hit in the chest by the grenades equipped by Jin Shijun and others.

When Yang Zhen saw this, he first nodded to Lu Pinqi, then turned to Qiu Zhenhai and asked: "Brother Qiu! Come and see if this Tatar with a white flag is the armor you have seen."

La Zhang Jing Zhang Kushan?!"

Qiu Zhenhai came out of the queue after hearing the words, took a few steps forward, grabbed the big fat Tatar's braids, straightened their faces, and looked at them carefully in the increasingly bright morning light. After a while, he raised his head and said to Yang Zhen:

"That's right! It's Tatar La Zhangjing Zhangkushan with a white flag! Although he has new injuries on his face, this person is unmistakable! Because I just saw him not long ago, it is Zhangkushan himself!"

After Qiu Zhenhai said this, he leaned down and rummaged around in the big fat Tatar's arms. Soon, he seemed to have found something. He walked over with it and handed it to Yang Zhen:

"Sir! Waistband! Zhang Kushan's personal waistband!"

Yang Zhen heard this and took it casually. It turned out to be a palm-sized silver-gray brand. Judging from the texture, it should have been beaten with silver. It was rectangular and thin, with a semicircular hole on the top. It was not too thick, but it was heavy.

There must be six or seven taels.

Yang Zhen took a closer look, and saw three square Chinese characters engraved on one side, "Bai Bai Qi". Although the fonts of "Xia Bai Qi" and "Qi" were slightly weird, but combined with Zhang Kushan's identity, Yang Zhen was sure it was "Bai Bai Qi".

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Looking at the other side, there are a few lines of Jurchen script, the so-called Manchu script, engraved vertically. But I don't recognize this. I think it is Zhang Kushan's identity and position, or even his surname.

Yang Zhen confirmed Zhang Kushan's identity and immediately felt relieved. Then he asked people to search other Tatars, but found another waist badge of the same shape from a dead Tatar.
Chapter completed!