Chapter 120: You cannot report it when you know it

Although the Mongols were a nation on horseback, in the battles with the Ming Dynasty, the fight between dismounted horses was generally equal. The Ming people won because of their excellent military armor and large numbers, and the Tartars' soldiers were fierce and beastly. However, since the Zhengde period, the Tartars were at a disadvantage in the war.

But it was a war between the regular army. After inspection, the corpses of these Tartars outside were not ordinary horse bandits colluded with inside and outside, but regular Tartar cavalry. Many people talked about the Tartars in the Beijing camp. When they asked those surviving questions, they were relieved. It turned out that they were rushing to the capital to fight some wild food bandits, rather than the reconnaissance cavalry when the large troops invaded.

The Ming Dynasty military law was a great achievement, and more than 200 Tartars outside were killed. Such contributions could already be made to Jiang Feng’s official title in the Jinyiwei from a hundred households to a thousand households, or to turn the current hundred households into hereditary ones.

Wu Qianhu pondered there for a while without saying a word, looking at the way he wanted to speak, but in the end he just said:

"I'll go out and see the Tartars."

Jiang Feng's mood has returned to normal there. Now he is just thinking about why he didn't have the chance to appear and kill just now. He is actually a little regretful. However, he also noticed the abnormal expression of Wu Qianhu's face. Zhang Liang had already followed him in. Zhang Zhen stood up and punched him hard on the chest, cursing:

"Bastard, how many will you kill tonight!"

Zhang Liang was completely radiant there, and said with his chest straightened up:

"Five!"

Then he added another sentence with a disgust:

"It's better than those young men, who actually cut fifteen of them alone..."

When Zhang Zhen heard this, he was also shocked, but then patted his shoulder and said:

"Look at the door and don't let anyone in except Wu Qianhu."

Jiang Feng was wondering in his heart that he had killed hundreds of Tartars this time, but seeing Wu Qianhu and Zhang Zhen's faces were not at all happy. There was definitely something tricky about it. Now it seems that he was going to tell him. After sitting down, Zhang Zhen did not have any politeness and said with a smile:

"Zhang Liang is your apprentice. I'll call you brother after I'm entrusting you. Brother Jiang, this time he beheaded 270. In the torture just now, the leader of the team was actually a commander. Beheading 270 and there is also an enemy general. This is a great achievement. Well, I'll do it. It's not impossible to be a fourth-grade person this time."

If such a good thing is really like this, you wouldn't have closed the door and talked to me. Jiang Feng cursed in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face. There were 700 Beijing Camp horse teams outside. It would be of no benefit to him at this time. He just asked gently:

"Brother Zhang can tell me if he has any advice. I am not an unreasonable person either."

Zhang Zhen didn't expect Jiang Feng to be so direct. He smiled awkwardly and said:

"Speaking of this, that little brat Zhang Liang has always been taken care of by you. My mother and I have to serve wine at home, thank you, I have never found time. Brother Jiang, I know that Dugong Zhang is your elder. Although we are military officers in the inner guards, this military merit is also indispensable. Even my incompetent bastard may be able to bring a hundred households."

Zhang Zhen, who was nagging, looked at Jiang Feng with an impatient expression and finally turned to the topic:

"Brother, if you report your military merits to the Ministry of War, there must be four generals on the Nine Borders who have been removed from office. The Beijing camps and various garrisons around Zhili in the capital will be punished by law. There will be dozens of people who have lost their heads. These are hundreds of Tartars who have entered the capital, or the cavalry of the Tartars, who are on guard and guard to pursue the border troops, Beijing camps, and garrisons, and no one can escape."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhen stood up and bowed deeply at Jiang Feng there, and solemnly begged:

"Sir Jiang, what Zhang asked Mr. Jiang here to do tonight is the end. The border army and the capital's troops will beg you here to ask me."

Speaking of this, Jiang Feng also understood that if he killed these bandits, he would be a glorious person, but from another perspective, he could not escape the responsibility of all aspects of this matter. The generals of the border neglected defense, allowing the bandits to flee. The garrisons and Beijing camp along the way did not discover the encirclement in time, resulting in the destruction of several farms. At the top, there were the responsibilities of those yamen at all levels who were in charge of the troops, but they really involved many people and had a profound impact. Although he was Zhang Yong's protection, if he gained benefits in order to seek military merit, he almost offended most of the Ming Dynasty's military system. In this way, both for himself and Zhang Yong, it would be more than worth the loss.

Looking at Zhang Zhen in front of him, Jiang Feng knew in his heart that if he had not had a close relationship with Zhang Yong and Dongchang, the 700 Beijing Camp horse team outside would soon turn from reinforcements to bandits who were more brutal than Tartars, killing these people here to silence them.

But just let it go, how can I calculate my own losses? I don’t need money. Suddenly I thought of one of the ones tonight, Qing, and said:

"The horses of the Tartars will belong to me."

The horse bandits must have come here with many horses. Zhang Zhen did not hesitate there. The hundreds of horses below were still ignored by the Jingying and Jinyiwei. Since the Ming Dynasty established its own country, it has never been worried about horses like the Song Dynasty.

"No problem. Brother Jiang worked so hard this time and did not care about personal gains and losses. What are hundreds of horses? I will leave it to Wulou Village if I take the lead."

"You will provide the horse material!"

Zhang Zhen was stunned and thought that his son's master was so young and greedy for money. Then he thought that every year the empty amount of food the officers eat, the oil and water they get is clear at a glance, which is lighter and heavier than the horse materials of hundreds of horses, and it is also a question of whether they can continue to make money.

Thinking of this, he nodded, as he agreed to the capital army for Wu Qianhu outside. After saying this, Zhang Zhen said with a smile:

"Since that's the case, I'm going out to deal with the Tartars..."

Turning around and about to go out, Jiang Feng slowly spoke from behind and said:

"Brother Zhang, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be people from the East Factory in the more than 700 team members of the horse team. Although we don't need to establish a document, if we do not comply in the future, it will not be able to lift it up."

Zhang Zhen's back vibrated, he turned around with a smile, and said:

"My son is your apprentice, and he really has worshipped a good master!"

Jiang Feng didn't say anything. After Zhang Zhen left the door, he muttered to himself, 'Is Zhang Liang your own son? I don't think it looks like it."

The next day, Jiang Feng set out on the way home under the escort of ten Tiddings. More than 300 Tartar horse bandits just escaped the three people watching horses at the foot of the mountain, and the rest were all cut off their heads. Dozens of them were already bombarded into honeycombs by iron sand shot out of muskets. Everything happened last night after they settled down.

Wu Qianhu, who knew that things were completely neat, was extremely happy and arranged for hundreds of people from the Beijing Camp horse team to rest or return. He first built a simple horse circle in the open space not far from the official road at the foot of the mountain. Mongolian horses have always been for cold resistance and easy maintenance, and they sent some people to transfer fodder nearby.

The transaction between the two sides was completed. When the old officer left Jiang Feng, he just said a few simple words but impressed Jiang Feng very deeply. "In the future, we will train soldiers according to the battle last night" made Jiang Feng quite happy. "After last night, these Tidings really took the adults as their masters." This sentence made Jiang Feng even happier. But the last sentence, "Did Lord Jiang practice these Tidings to guard the house?"

This is the words that made Jiang Feng a little scared. The old officer may have been unintentional, and he had already asked some of the most secret things in Jiang Feng's mind.

However, the old officer did not make any suspicious moves next, and said that the Royal Horse Supervisor would soon send officers who were proficient in riding to teach. Then he mentioned that Jiang Feng could not come to this place once even if he had half a month, the so-called loyalty and awe of Tidings would gradually fade.

Jiang Feng had already made up his mind. Since that's the case, he would bring the ten people who performed well among these iron dittos, including Luo Yi, who cut off the heads of fifteen people. In the capital, Jiang Feng trained them there.

The old officer said to Jiang Feng:

"I have also seen Chen Dahu's team of soldiers. The array method you gave them by Lord Jiang is amazing. These ten young people will learn a lot of things with you."

Zhang Liang's horse fell behind Jiang Feng. After a night of fierce fighting, only two big cars could be used were intact. However, Jiang Feng not only promised to compensate these big cars, but also promised to add money to the handlebars, provided that he didn't tell the matter that night. The handlebars, which were frightened all night, naturally agreed.

Now the handlebars and tidings are lying on the cart in a row, looking at the sun leisurely. After the bloody battle (actually they did not shed too much blood), the leisurely feeling the most comfortable. Jiang Feng was calm in front of him and suddenly turned around and asked Zhang Liang:

"The one who cut off your head is still there, right?"

Before Zhang Liang could answer, Jiang Feng continued to say:

"I gave them some money, and they said they had an acute illness and were not treated in time."

There will naturally be no more problems on the way back to the capital from Wulouzhuang. When entering the capital, the people following him were naturally wearing cloth clothes and did not bring armor or weapons. The road guides were all ready. The people from the City Inspection Division interrogated and put them in.

A group of people returned to Nancheng very tiredly and walked to the door of Yili. Wang Qinian had been waiting at the door. Seeing them appear, he immediately ran over, grabbed Jiang Feng's horse's head, and whispered:
Chapter completed!