Although he had been planning to cross the river for a long time and had made preparations for it, the poverty of supplies in northern Shaanxi was ultimately just for Wang Jiayin and his friends to build a floating bridge that was not much wide. For relatively large materials, they could only be changed to a ferry to cross the river if they could not pass the floating bridge.

The sun slowly moved westward, time slowly passed, and finally, the number of people on this side of the Yellow River was slowly decreasing, while on the other side of the river was slowly increasing.

On the top of the mountain, there were only a few leaders such as Wang Ziyong, who were watching the family members of each battalion.

At this moment, several fast horses were racing in the distance. They seemed a little panicked and looked very anxious. The movement was a bit loud and attracted a lot of people's attention.

Many of them were a little panicked after seeing this situation, guessing whether the official army was coming?

However, these riders did not shout, but just rushed over, looked around, and then rushed towards the hillside of Wang Jiayin.

When Wang Jiayin saw those riders, he knew what was probably going on and suddenly became a little nervous. However, he was quite satisfied with those riders, so he did not panic in this case. Otherwise, if the riots caused, it would only make fewer people in the past.

He looked at the horses that were about to come to his eyes. When he was about to ask about the situation, suddenly, in the crowd, someone shouted loudly in panic: "The government army is here, run, run quickly, the government army is here, run quickly..."

Not only one person, after someone took the lead, someone else shouted: "The King of Yan is here to kill him, and it will be too late if he doesn't run away!"

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When Wang Jiayin heard this, he knew it was going to be bad, and he couldn't help but curse: "Damn, who is shouting?"

However, there are crowds of people and people are everywhere. Those people are not shouting all the time, and they can’t tell who is shouting at all.

Sure enough, the already nervous crowd was panicked when they heard these shouts. They no longer cared about passing the pontoon bridge in order according to the order mentioned by the leader, but instead rushed up, wanting to cross the pontoon bridge first.

At this moment, the ugly nature of human beings was fully exposed. Everyone hugged the pontoon bridge, no longer caring about who the other party was, and no one gave in to them, and they tried their best to squeeze in. The elderly, weak, women and children were squeezed away, no one would care about them; they were squeezed to the ground, no one would help them, and they would step on them; they would be squeezed down the river, and no one would reach out to pull them.

In just a short while, the chaos spread to the entire north bank of the Yellow River. The crying of my father and mother, and the heart-wrenching shouts were heard, and the whole thing was heard.

"Report to the elder brother of the alliance leader, I found that the Ming army was not retracted at night ten miles away, and was under the banner of Yansui." The sudden arrival of cavalry was the reconnaissance cavalry sent out by Wang Jiayin in advance, and came back to warn. According to this news, if the Ming army's reconnaissance was slightly blocked, then the main force of the Ming army would come over, at least one hour would be left.

However, Wang Jiayin had no such plan. In fact, no one was willing to cut off the rear. Wang Jiayin stayed on the north bank forever, which was already the limit he used to stabilize the morale of the army. At this time, he looked at the messy north bank again, but he was not too entangled. He immediately raised his whip and rushed to the ferry.

This place was controlled by his confidant elites. Even if those people rushed to cross the river, they were driven back by the elites here. Therefore, as soon as Wang Jiayin and others arrived, they immediately took a boat to the other side.

On the other side of the Yellow River, the chaos on the other side also made the side nervous. The rebels who had passed through their families shouted that they would demolish the floating bridge so that the official army would take the opportunity to rush over. The rebels who had not yet arrived were anxious, either rushed up the floating bridge to pick up their families, or just worked with the rebels who wanted to demolish the floating bridge. However, since the leaders of each family were here, the matter did not lose control.

After Wang Jiayin came over, he shouted angrily: "What a panic? The Ming army hasn't come yet!"

Then, he turned his head and looked at the other side. There were many people in the Yellow River who were trembling with cold and wanted to come over. He turned around and shouted angrily: "Damn it, I don't know which family it is. I'm afraid of death. I didn't even see the hair of the Mingjun, and I was shouting and shouting. Look, look, the North Bank is all over!"

When they heard this, everyone became quiet. They looked at the north shore like hell on earth, and they all became silent.

After half an hour, the chaos on the north bank finally calmed down because the shadow of the Ming army was not visible for a long time. However, at this time, I don’t know how many people died of trampling on it, and there were many dead bodies on the Yellow River, which even affected the ferry of the ferry.

However, their nightmare was not over. At this moment, Ming Jun appeared in the distance. Suddenly, a big stone was smashed into the north bank of the Yellow River. The north bank of the Yellow River suddenly became crazy again.

The old and weak who escaped by chance had already been tortured and had no strength. Under the influence of the panic atmosphere, they didn't know that they had the strength from that time, and then joined the crazy ranks and rushed to escape again.

After seeing the Ming army's figure at night, Wang Jiayin did not hesitate and decisively ordered the ferry to sink and set fire to the floating bridge.

Although the rebels whose families did not come wanted to obstruct, their strength was not enough to prevent the burning of the floating bridge from happening. At this moment, they experienced the separation of life and death again.

About half an hour later, the cavalry of the Yansui border army arrived. However, they did not take any action, but just pulled their horses to the heights and quietly looked at the mess near the ferry.

There are dead bodies everywhere on the north bank, and there are more on the Yellow River, and even the water of the Yellow River has been blocked. There are about 2,000 elderly, weak, women and children, who are kneeling there or sitting there, either with a numb expression and waiting for death; or crying with their relatives' bodies...

Under the banner of "Hong", the generals surrounded a man in civil servant's outfit, watching all this quietly.

And this civil servant was Hong Chengchou, the governor of Yansui. At this time, he looked at the men with tattered clothes kneeling in front of him and said coldly: "You have made contributions this time, and you will return to the team to receive the reward!"

"Thank you, Lord Zhongcheng!" The men looked happy and responded loudly and stepped back.

These people were sent by Hong Chengchou to the thieves in advance. They either informed them or created chaos as they were now. Therefore, when Hong Chengchou led the border troops, they were all invincible when they faced these thieves.

Hong Chengchou looked at the other side of the Yellow River and could no longer see the traces of the river thieves. He did not have the jurisdiction there. Without the will of the court, he had no right to cross the river and continue to pursue the river, so he could only stop here.

"Master Zhongcheng, what should I do with these thieves?" A general asked for advice with a fist.

Thanks to Shui Banqing, the bored passerby 08 for the reward!
Chapter completed!