Chapter 154: Facing a powerful enemy, there are always more solutions than problems "slow!" "Don't do anything yet!" "I have something important to report!" "What I want to talk about are two very important things. Not only are they related to the news of a large group of Tartar cavalry, but they are also related to the whereabouts of a huge amount of wealth and materials!" After the death of the caravan's chief manager, Fan der Fu, the Fan family caravan lost its backbone and its guards were defeated at an increasingly rapid pace. When there were only three guard leaders with initial third-level martial arts cultivation left, Liang Hetang was surprised to see that one of the young men suddenly attacked and killed the two people around him, and then shouted loudly at him. "stop!" "Everyone stop first!" Liang Hetang was a genius who was very good at intelligence work. He keenly realized that the other party's attitude did not seem to be false, so he immediately stopped the soldiers.
However, the soldiers did not disperse, but surrounded the young man. If they find anything wrong with him, they will shoot him to death immediately! "Okay, tell me." "If the information you provide is really useful, I can let you go." Liang Hetang looked at the talented warrior in front of him who had a very calm expression, and asked with some surprise. "First, let me introduce myself..." This young man, who looked very strange, explained his situation and the intelligence he wanted to tell Liang Hetang and others. His name was Liang Qingduo, and he was from Jiexiu in Jin. When he was young, his sister, who was three years older than him, was accidentally spotted by the eldest son of the Fan family in Jiexiu. He found an excuse and snatched Liang Qingduo's sister away. When his parents heard the news, they naturally refused. When they went to the Fan Mansion to ask for the person, the eldest son of the Fan family ordered his men to beat him to death with sticks on the spot. They even beat Liang Qingduo's sister to death and threw him out of the mansion. Although Liang Qingduo was young, only fourteen years old at the time, he was very smart. He did not rashly go to fight the Fan family, but fled from Jiexiu City in time. He was lucky and inherited the martial arts through an unexpected encounter. After three years of hard training on his own and having achieved initial success in martial arts, he changed his name and was successfully selected into the business guard team recruited by the Fan family. Because of his good aptitude for cultivation and his intelligence and ability, after just two or three years, he was promoted into the guard team of his family's business and became the most capable subordinate of Fan Defu, who controlled the commercial trade in Qin. "I have sworn a blood oath long ago that I will wipe out all nine branches of the Fan family in my lifetime. Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning and punished by heaven, and I will never be able to be reborn!" After explaining his origins to everyone, Liang Qingduo gritted his teeth and said, "This time, Vanderfu came to the outside of the Great Wall in person to conduct a big deal with one of the dominant forces on the Dongtao Great Plain: the Holo Tribe." "Among them are 10,000 exquisite iron pots, 30,000 kilograms of fine tea, and 30,000 rolls of various cloths!" "There are also 10,000 sets of various military weapons and 1,000 pieces of various mid- and low-grade spiritual weapons!" "These goods filled three large mid-quality treasure ships, which were docked at the Fan family's exclusive dock on Jialu River, 300 miles to the east, and were guarded by the remaining 100 warriors."
Liang Hetang was trembling with fear. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked hurriedly, "When and where did the Fan family trade with the Tartars this time?" He had realized that the Restoration Army was going to be in big trouble. "According to Vanderford, the place for the trade negotiation with the Tartars is here." "And within one or two days!" Liang Qingduo revealed another piece of information that made Liang Hetang's face change. "In fact, the two parties have already reached an agreement on this transaction." "The reason why both parties are discussing and negotiating here is to prepare for the next big deal." "The amount of goods in the deal that has been concluded this time is too large. The number of people sent by the Tartars to transport them must be no less than 3,000 cavalry, or even more!" "Nine times out of ten, there will be a general at the fourth level of martial arts leading the team here in person, so you better be careful." "If you still have any trump cards, you should prepare them immediately. Whether it is to fight or retreat, you must start the action as soon as possible." "Otherwise, you might be in danger this time." Liang Qingduo also had some guesses: this mysterious team was composed entirely of young warriors who looked well-trained, and they definitely had more than just these people. I wonder if this mysterious army can compete with the elite cavalry of the Tatars? "Tang Huai!" After hearing what Liang Qingduo said, Liang Hetang could no longer hold back his temper. His face changed and he shouted to Tang Huai, the deputy commander of the Qilin Camp beside him, "Ride your spirit beast warhorse immediately to find the commander-in-chief and report the sudden change we have encountered in detail!" "Aren't they just some Tartar cavalry?" "Is there anything that can stump our commander-in-chief?" Although the urgent military situation was extremely serious, Liang Hetang had great confidence in Li Dingguo. Since the establishment of the Renaissance Army, it has grown to its current size in such a short period of time, all thanks to the wise decisions and foresight of the commander-in-chief. The current Fuxing Army is no longer what it used to be. Even if they encounter a Tartar martial arts master of the fourth level, there is nothing to be afraid of. "Yes!" "I will go find the commander-in-chief right away and report the great changes here to him!" Tang Huai's expression remained unchanged as he accepted the order solemnly. He used his skills to quickly get out of the valley and came to the place where the war horses of the Qilin Camp were placed. He greeted the few warriors who stayed behind to guard the war horses, flew onto the back of a spirit beast war horse, and galloped away into the distance. "Everyone, get started! Complete the cleaning of the battlefield as quickly as possible!" "We are very short on time now, we can't waste any time!" After Tang Huai left, Liang Hetang gave orders to the soldiers of Qilin Camp without thinking. The three hundred warriors at the scene, under the command of a grassroots officer, began to work quickly. "Liang Qingduo." Liang Hetang finally had time to say to the young warrior who had made great contributions to the Renaissance Army, "This Fan family caravan has been destroyed. I guess you can't go back to the Fan family." "Why don't you join our Restoration Army? Then you will be able to avenge your family's tragic death in the future."
"Our Renaissance Army is not that simple. Our current large force has more than 150,000 people!" "In two or three months at most, the number of warriors will surely exceed 10,000, and by then they should all have become elite cavalry!" "I'm not afraid to tell you that our new army is destined to become the sworn enemy of the Eight Great Shanxi Merchants!" "In the future, either we destroy them, or we are destroyed by them!" “There is no third way!” This young warrior Liang Qingduo is definitely a rare talent. It's hard for anyone to be as patient as he is, to go this far in order to seek revenge. He was originally an orphan boy, and without any help from anyone, he had quietly infiltrated the upper echelons of the Fan family. If Liang Hetang were in Liang Qingduo's shoes, he would have to admit that he was not as good as Liang Qingduo in terms of scheming and tactics. This kind of genius, once given an environment where he can give full play to his talents, can easily rise quickly and become a pillar of the Renaissance Army. "Okay then, I'll join you." Liang Qingduo thought about it for a moment and made a decision. It's mainly because of this army's fearless spirit and their utterly ruthless approach to the enemy, which is eye-opening. After joining this somewhat strange team, the hope of destroying the Fan family in the future has greatly increased. "it is good!" Liang Hetang continued, "With your current martial arts level three initial stage cultivation, you will temporarily serve as my deputy." "After I report your situation to the Grand Commander and the Grand Steward, the military department will officially appoint you to a specific military position." A real fierce battle will be waiting for him soon, and Liang Hetang will certainly not waste such a strong combat force. If Liang Qingduo can make great contributions in this war, as long as I report the situation to the military, the military will consider promoting him formally as my deputy. The Fuxing Army now truly promotes the capable and demotes the mediocre. As long as you have the ability, talent will not be buried. After accepting Liang Qingduo into the army, Liang Hetang was not idle. To be on the safe side, he immediately sent out three elite scout teams, riding on spirit beasts and war horses, and galloped towards the north, northwest and northeast respectively. This was to obtain accurate intelligence about the Tartar army in a timely manner so that they could make corresponding arrangements. As long as the general intelligence is passed back, the commander-in-chief can easily decide whether to fight or retreat. This is an urgent matter and we cannot afford to be careless. As the soldiers were busy, time passed in a flash, a ray of morning light appeared on the horizon, and early morning had arrived. "Da da……" At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard. The soldiers looked up hurriedly and found that it was the commander-in-chief who arrived in time.
After receiving the urgent message from Liang Hetang, Li Dingguo immediately made some corresponding arrangements, and then rushed here alone, riding a top-grade dragon-scale horse. "Great Commander!" "This is Liang Qingduo, who endured humiliation and turned from darkness to light." Seeing Li Dingguo coming, Liang Hetang hurriedly took Liang Qingduo to greet him and reported, "Based on the intelligence provided by Liang Qingduo, I have sent out three teams of elite scouts to the north, northwest, and northeast to investigate the specific military situation." "They have been gone for two or three hours. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be back soon." Seeing Li Dingguo's solemn expression, Liang Hetang also realized the seriousness of the situation and explained the preemptive move he had just made. "That's good." "Let's wait until the scout team that went out to investigate the military situation comes back." "In view of this sudden situation, I have ordered the remaining three battalions of soldiers to rush here, except for the Qinglong Battalion that stayed behind in the main camp." "Everyone has been assigned a spiritual beast horse now, and they will be able to join us very quickly. At the latest, everyone should be here by mid-morning." "Hongmei stayed behind at the battlefield that just ended last night, responsible for organizing the soldiers of the logistics battalion to transfer the large amount of wealth and supplies obtained yesterday to the main camp." The approaching Tartar soldiers are led by a fourth-level martial arts master. Although their apparent strength is much stronger than his own, Li Dingguo is not too worried. He knew that as long as his side had the right response plan and some luck, and had a few high-quality spiritual bows and arrows in hand, they could take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and wait for them to tire themselves out, and there was a good chance that their sneak attack on the Tartar's main general would be successful. In previous history, nearly half of the rebel leaders, including Zhang Xianzhong, were shot to death by cold arrows. With a deliberate plan, he might be able to do it with a top-grade spiritual bow and arrow that could pose a fatal threat to a fourth-level martial arts master. As long as the preparations are in place, it will not be too late to lead the soldiers to retreat in time even if the secret arrow attack fails. Even if their surprise attack tactics failed this time, it would be difficult for the enemy to find out the real culprit who destroyed the Fan family caravan in a short period of time. Even if the other party wants to launch a retaliatory action, it cannot be decided in a short period of time. He could completely lead his own troop of warriors, ride on their spirit beasts and war horses, circle around the enemy, lead them deep into the prairie, and resolve the crisis of his own army. Anyway, there are many solutions. We just need to wait for the scout team to report back the military intelligence in time. It will not be too late to make a decision then. (End of this chapter)