In the commander's yamen of Dingxi Salt Field, a group of people were arguing fiercely.

Dingxi Salt Field is a large salt field in Gaoyou. The walls are not like Baima Farm. They are simply surrounded by fences. Instead, they are built with blue bricks like the city wall. A trench was dug outside the wall. There is a gate in the center and there is a suspension bridge above the door. Only when the suspension bridge is lowered can it be passed.

The salt people working in Dingxi Salt Farm are even more miserable than the salt people in Baiju Salt Farm. The place is very cautious, just like a military restricted area. Working a little slower, just a whip. Every day when entering through this door, I don’t know if I can walk out.

Zhou Dezheng, the commander of the salt farm, nicknamed Zhou Papi. In recent years, he has slapped the salt farmers in the salt farm layer by layer, and the salt farmers hate them to the core.

At this time, in the commander's yamen, all figures from the salt farm were gathered, including Commander Zhou Dezheng, Chief Li Xian, Manager Gou Zhao Fang, and leader Liu Sheng of the Salt Ding, and leader Harbala of the Mongolian garrison.

"We should take the initiative to regain the White Horse Salt Field and kill all the mobs who came to provoke them to serve as a warning!" Halbala said, clenching her fist.

Although the team of people was transferred, his subordinates still had about 200 soldiers and a few rioters, who had never taken care of them. What he was worried about was that if the rioters ran away after they robbed Baiju Salt Field, they would be difficult to find.

"Brother Har, our main task now is to guard the salt field. If something happened like the Baiju Salt Field and was captured by the rioters, the court would definitely not let us go." Zhou Dezheng said politely.

The commander of the salt field was from the seventh rank, while Harbala was just a military general from the eighth rank. However, Zhou Dezheng always talked to him carefully, after all, the other party's identity was a Mongolian.

"Yes, that's right, we must not take it lightly." Liu Sheng also said.

Liu Sheng was already very afraid of going out to suppress the bandits. He knew clearly that the group of salt gangsters under his command were just gangsters in the village. He caught a private salt dealer and squeezed out all his oil and water. He was good at it, but he was already afraid of being beaten with real swords and guns. He regretted it to death. Why did he agree to the instigation of Xinghua County Yin Li Zheng to siege Furong Village last time?

Although the salt farm is in Xinghua, it is not under the jurisdiction of Xinghua. If there is any trouble in the salt farm, Xinghua County has to take responsibility, but if you have money, Xinghua County cannot make money. His direct boss is the Taizhou Salt Inspection Department. If it goes up, it is the Lianghuai Salt Transport Department of Yangzhou. He can never obey his orders. However, he was obsessed with the ghost at that time and was determined to make a fortune. As a result, hundreds of people besieged a parcel and ended up in a desperate situation. From then on, his vitality was severely damaged. Now, there are only dozens of salt dices left, and he doesn't want to hit the nails again.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards!" said Halbala.

"Brother Har, it's not that we don't want to, but that our current focus should be to do a good job in Ding Xi's defense and prevent the salt field from being captured by the rioters." Si Cheng Li Xian also said.

"Hmph, our Dingxi Salt Field is comparable to Baiju Salt Field? We have thick walls and there are trenches outside the walls. Even if the regular army comes, we have to think about it again and again, let alone those chaotic people? We hide here, they will never dare to come."

"As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. We don't even know who attacked Baiju Salt Field. I heard that a few days ago, Gaoyou Mansion sent people to encircle and suppress the Red Turban Army Qianhu Tanghe in Rengang. As a result, he was killed and returned home. Could it be them who attacked Baiju Salt Field?" Guan Gou Zhao Fang said slowly.

"Killing Port? Tang He? I think I have heard of this. It was encircled by Nasuladin? This Nasuladin is just a brave but unscrupulous man. He doesn't care about tactics at all. No wonder he would have failed." Harbala said: "If it were me, Tang He would have captured him alive long ago."

He and Nasuladin had been in a 100-man team. Nasuladin was better than him everywhere, which made Harbala very jealous. Nasuladin had already been involved in a thousand households, and he was still only a hundred households. The team went out to suppress the uprising and brought the remaining two 100 teams. Now, when I heard that Nasuladin was defeated by Tang He from the killing port, I was secretly happy. In this way, I would even take people to defeat this rioters. In this way, of course, I showed my ability.

"Tomorrow, I will take people to Baijuchang."

"What should we do with the guards of Dingxi Field?" It seems that Harbala is stubborn, Commander Zhou Dezheng asked.

"I left a hundred archers to defend the salt field and take the remaining one hundred people to go," said Halbala.

One hundred archers? There should be a lot. It seems that this guy has made up his mind, so the others have to stop persuading him.

Zhou Dezheng opened the window. Outside the window, it was clearly seen that more than twenty plate groups were burning with flames. The white salt particles on the iron plate were becoming more and more obvious. The iron plate salt was about to be boiled out again.

Surrounded by the patrol, they were sparsely distributed everywhere, looking careless, and the weapons they were holding were diverse, including waist knives, spears, iron sticks, and whips. It was impossible to rely on them to guard the salt field. They were almost the same as supervising the salt people to boil salt.

The archers on various observation posts have to guard their posts. They stand on the high brick and wood look around vigilantly, and the bows and arrows are placed behind them, and they can shoot arrows at any time. Although the comfortable life has made them a little greedy for enjoyment, since they heard about the White Horse Salt Field, they have immediately become nervous and have been closely watching the movements around them.

"I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. I'll go now. I can take back the White Horse Salt Field before evening." Halbala said.

"Then, then be careful." Liu Sheng said.

Suddenly, a archer who was hunching shouted on it: "Alarm, there is an enemy situation!"

Everyone's faces changed. Did they come in broad daylight?

"It's better to come, so I won't go out to find you." Halbala looked excited: "Go up and take a look."

Go up and take a look? The remaining people looked helpless and confused. Especially Zhou Dezheng, with a big belly, climbing the lookout whistle. He dared not. In order to see far, the lookout whistle was several meters high above the wall. The lower half was a brick platform, and the upper half was built of wood. If you want to get up, you have to climb the hanging ladder to get up.

Harbala quickly walked out of the yamen, climbed the ladder, and got on the lookout whistle, and looked excitedly at the smoke and dust in the distance. Suddenly, his face changed.
Chapter completed!