The power of a musket fired at close range is naturally greatly increased, and a lead bullet will leave a bloody hole in the body. Even if he does not die on the spot, it is impossible to save him with the current medical level. On the contrary, he will have to endure the torture of the wound, and he will be in pain.
However, the disadvantage of firearms also appeared, that is, the reloading was too slow. Dozens of personal guards each held firearms and barely fired two rounds. After being stimulated by the heavy reward, the civilians rushed in without fear of death.
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There was no time to reload, so the muskets were thrown aside. Dozens of people were not afraid, and formed an array in the narrow courtyard. Their swords were unsheathed and the blades flashed, and they stood up against the wall.
He slashed with his sword, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
The saltmen and civilian husbands were indeed driven crazy by the heavy rewards, and they were not afraid of death. They also had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, but the individual qualities of the two sides were very different. The saltmen and civilian husbands worked in the salt fields all year round and had good physical fitness.
, strong and powerful, but it is precisely because of this that he did not become a soldier. He usually had heavy production tasks and had no chance to conduct military training. How can he compare with Fang Jun's soldiers who have been fighting with him for many years?
It's like a mob with a manure fork and a hoe versus a well-equipped and well-trained Imperial Guard. The difference is...
The courtyard was narrow, and dozens of people could form a formation to block it all. The swords slashed and blood flew everywhere. Not only did they fail to rush into the courtyard, but they were forced back bit by bit.
Wang Fukiao was very anxious. He knew that the excitement of the huge reward would not last long. No matter how great the temptation was, he would be swallowed up by fear in the face of death. He only regretted that the salt field had been peaceful for a long time and could not reserve more crossbows. Otherwise, it would only take a long distance.
Damn it, even Fang Jun and his soldiers will turn into hedgehogs!
Just when I was at a loss, someone else came to report: "There are cavalry less than ten miles away from the salt field, and they will be here in a flash!"
Wang Fijiao became more and more anxious. Suddenly, he had an idea and said loudly: "Light the torch! Throw the torch in!"
As long as a fire breaks out in the official residence, it may affect the accounting room. Even if Fang Jun cannot be burned to death, he only needs to burn the accounting books.
At that moment, someone hurriedly took a torch, lit it, and threw the torch in through the courtyard wall.
Liu Changyun shouted: "There are not enough torches. Get wood and vegetable oil and make more!"
Sima Yu retorted: "Why bother? Just surround the officials with firewood, pour oil on them and light them all on fire!"
Wang Fijiao woke up as if from a dream: "This is very good, prepare some firewood!"
So what if you are the best in the world? You are just mortal flesh, and a fire will roast you!
More and more wood was shipped, and in a hurry, there was not enough wood. Even the door panels were removed and placed in piles around the official house.
Such a big movement naturally alarmed Fang Jun in the courtyard. He estimated the time and felt that even in the worst case scenario, he could survive until the reinforcements arrived, so he stood up, took the horizontal knife, hung it on his waist, and took it from the hands of his own soldiers.
He put on his coat and said in a deep voice: "They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Listen to my general's orders and try to ensure that the official house here is not burned down. Rush out and form a formation of three or three. The enemy will be broken up and cannot be pursued!"
"Here!"
Dozens of soldiers responded with a bang, and their morale was high.
"Kill out!"
Following Fang Jun's order, dozens of soldiers rushed forward, scattering the enemies in front of them with a fierce attack, and rushed out of the gate.
They are all warriors who have been in battle for a long time and have extremely rich experience in fighting. They immediately formed a formation of three and formed a company of three. They coordinated with each other and responded to each other. Their movements were sharp and murderous, and they rushed down the mountain like tigers into the chaotic enemy formation.
They were preparing to set the house on fire. They had been busy for a long time and had just lit the fire. The fire had not yet started. Unexpectedly, Fang Jun did not retreat but rushed out and was killed immediately. He was caught off guard. In addition, Fang Jun's soldiers were all brave.
, as powerful as a tiger, killing countless people with one charge. The hundreds of people gathered outside the official house were completely in chaos. No matter how Wang Fukiao scolded them, it was useless. Many salt men and civilians turned around and ran away.
Hundreds of people surrounded and fought dozens of people, but they couldn't beat him. Now he was chased and hacked by dozens of people. Even if he was hit by a steel knife, he ran away without knowing how to fight back. This made Wang Fijiao so angry that he vomited blood.
But when he turned around and saw a small group of soldiers rushing toward him, he was so frightened that his hair stood on end. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.
Morale can be boosted but not let down. Once it is let down, it will plummet. Not to mention Wang Fujiao, even Li Jing and Li Ji will be completely useless here.
The soldiers rushed to disperse the saltmen and civilians. They remembered the order and did not pursue them. They retreated to the vicinity of the official house and moved the firewood that had already ignited a fire farther away from the courtyard wall, so as not to seriously destroy the counting house.
It's roasted.
"Commander, Sima Yu is dead."
Wei Ying and several soldiers dragged a body from a distance to the front and stepped forward to report it.
"Sima Yu?"
Fang Jun walked over and took a closer look. It was indeed Sima Yu. His chest was cut open from top to bottom with a horizontal knife. He had been disemboweled and was too dead to die.
Fang Jun touched his chin. It didn't matter whether Sima Yu died or not, but he was born in "Sima Anyi" and was not famous in later generations. However, hundreds of years later, this family produced an outstanding son named Sima Guang.
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Sima Guang who smashed the vat...
Sima Yu was also a direct descendant of "Sima Anyi". Wouldn't it cause a butterfly effect and lead to the death of the great scholar of the Northern Song Dynasty?
If so, I don’t know whether Wang Anshi’s reform will be successful...
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There was already a hint of fish belly white in the sky behind him, and dawn was about to break. Su Dingfang leaned on the saddle and kept urging the horse to speed up. As a vanguard, he must arrive at the salt field before the salt field officials learned of the incoming army and made a desperate response, otherwise the account books would be protected.
The task may fail.
Although Fang Jun is the best in the three armies and is brave and good at fighting, he is trapped in the salt field, surrounded by the minions of the clan. Once the enemy desperately wants to destroy the account book, Fang Jun will inevitably face a situation of being surrounded on all sides. No matter how brave he is, he may fail.
when.
Therefore, as the commander of the first army, Su Dingfang personally led the vanguard troops to the salt field, leaving the large troops behind...
In the dark night, a flash of light is particularly eye-catching, it is in the direction of the salt field.
Su Dingfang's heart tightened and he loudly ordered: "Don't worry about the horsepower, go at full speed!"
The fire meant that a conflict had broken out. It was clear that the saltworks officials had realized what would happen if the army pressed on, so they took the risk and tried to destroy the account books. Fang Jun must now be surrounded and faced with enemies on all sides.
There was nothing that could be done about it. It was impossible for thousands of troops to hide their tracks. Such a rapid march would delay the news of Luoyang arriving at the salt field. However, as long as traces of the march of the army were discovered, all intentions would be revealed.
As long as the saltworks officials are not fools, they should know what they should do most, either transfer the account books or destroy them.
And Fang Jun can only fight the enemy alone in the "den of thieves". Once the account books are destroyed, subsequent plans will face huge difficulties...
The wind whistled in his ears. Although he had served as a naval officer for many years, Su Dingfang had not given up his horse-riding skills. At this moment, he was galloping. Although he was worried and anxious, the pleasure of galloping at will still made him dream back to those days.
At that time, he followed Li Jing and fought in Mobei, making surprise attacks on the Turks and fighting bloody battles to protect the Tang Dynasty. Now that all foreign enemies have been eliminated and the territory is stable, he has also sent troops to eliminate traitors and protect the imperial power.
Salt fields that look like vegetable patches have begun to appear on both sides of the road. Su Dingfang did not care about the horse power and kept whipping the war horse with a whip: "Drive!"
Hundreds of war horses were galloping on the official road. Along the way, scattered officials, saltmen, and civilians could be seen, as helpless as flies. Su Dingfang loudly ordered: "Ignore them and follow me to join the commander-in-chief!"
There is no need to worry about these officials, saltmen, and common people, as long as the house is fine and the account books are fine.
Su Dingfang let out a long sigh of relief when he saw that although there were a lot of firewood piled up around the area and a raging fire, and there were many corpses scattered on the ground, the battle was over.
He turned over and dismounted, and quickly entered the courtyard. He saw Fang Junzheng standing at the door of the official residence with his hands behind his hands, looking at him with a smile: "Brother Dingfang, are you okay?"
Su Dingfang felt hot in his heart. He took two steps forward and knelt down on one knee: "The general was ordered to come here, but he arrived a step late. Commander Ti was frightened. Please punish me!"
"Haha! Between you and me, why should we be polite? It's not too late at all, it's just right!"
Fang Jun laughed and stepped forward, leaned over to help Su Dingfang up, looked up and down, and saw that his face was tired and dusty, he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"
There was nearly a twenty-year age difference between the two, but Su Ding was not at all embarrassed by such condolences. Instead, he felt a burning passion in his heart: "A scholar will die for his confidant." He grinned and replied with a naive smile: "Serve the commander-in-chief."
, not hard work!”
Fang Jun looked back at the safe and sound accounting room and ordered: "Immediately block the entrances and exits to all the salt fields and drive everyone here. Anyone who disobeys the order can be killed on the spot!"
Although the officials, saltmen, and civilians of the salt field had just failed to attack the official house and suffered heavy casualties and fled, the Hedong Salt Field was the foundation of the Hedong family. Only with the huge interests of the salt field could the aloof status of each family be maintained, so no one could
Dare to abandon the salt field and run away rashly.
Everyone in the salt field is frightened. It only takes a dozen or twenty people to block a passage. It is impossible to dare to break through Luka...
He took out a map of the salt field on the spot and spread it out in front of Su Ding by light of fire.
When Su Dingfang saw that all the entrances and exits were clearly marked on the map, he knew that Fang Jun had missed everything, and immediately sent soldiers to block the intersections.
As the fierce navy cavalry carried muskets on their backs and carried horizontal knives to various intersections, they drove back many dispersed people and gradually gathered in the square in front of the official house.
A red sun burst out between the mountains in the east. Thousands of navy soldiers had arrived quickly and immediately sealed off the Hedong salt field under command.