"Quickly hold the mules and horses to protect the silver!" Wang Jun, the leader of the Yuyuan Army, stamped his feet anxiously.

At that time.

The tax silver sent to the court was basically packed in wooden boxes with seals on the outside.

Prevent escorts from stealing silver during transportation.

The mules and horses were frightened and pulled the carriage around, and the wooden boxes on it fell down.

It would take a lot of time to move the boxes back to the carriage.

Wang Jun knew very well that the government troops might attack back at any time.

Every moment of delay increases the danger.

Fan Ciwu also knew this truth, and he sent an order down: "Don't worry about the silver on the ground, drive the carriage back to Yuyuan as quickly as possible, because the government troops will be back soon."

However, his orders were simply ignored by the soldiers of the Yuyuan Army.

These soldiers were all from the lower class. They usually spent copper coins and had never seen so much silver.

Now that he finally had the opportunity to come into close contact with a large amount of silver, he simply did not obey orders.

Someone opened the box and held the Ming Dynasty round treasure inside in his hands as if it were a treasure.

Some people buried their entire heads in a box and breathed in the air inside.

Some soldiers of the Yuyuan Army stuffed handfuls of silver coins into their arms, pockets, and cuffs.

"Stop it now, I'll chop off the head of anyone who steals silver again." The elite soldiers of the Yuyuan Army held their swords and began to enforce military discipline.

But it's still the same problem.

The soldiers were so absorbed in the joy of grabbing silver that no one listened to them.

Fan Ciwu ordered with a cold face: "Do it."

Swish!

There was a flash of knife light, and the throat of a soldier of Yuyuan Army was cut by the blade.

Blood gushed out with a hiss.

The soldier subconsciously covered his neck with his right hand, but his left hand still held the Ming Yuanbao tightly and refused to let go.

Click.

His right hand was cut off directly by the sharp blade.

Seeing their companion being killed, the nearby Yuyuan Army soldiers immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the murderer.

After seeing the other person's identity clearly, he stood still and dared not move.

At this time, more than a dozen soldiers who were robbing money were killed.

As the sounds of scolding and the smell of blood spread, the order at the scene finally stabilized a little.

Fan Ciwu and Wang Jun shouted at the same time: "Put all the boxes of silver on the carts and return to Yuyuan immediately."

"Yes." The soldiers responded one after another.

"This is not right," Fan Ciwu heard something unusual among the responses.

He looked at the man and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"The silver in the chest is wrong," the man replied. "There is silver on top of the chest, but there is sand and stones underneath."

"How is that possible?" Fan Ciwu didn't believe it at all.

He quickly walked to the nearest wooden box, took the crowbar handed to him by the soldier next to him, and opened the lid of the wooden box.

The first thing that catches your eye is a field of white Ming Dynasty round treasures.

The round treasures collide with each other, making crisp and pleasant sounds.

He stretched out his right hand and reached under the box.

He stopped just as he stretched out his palm, and his face became extremely stiff.

"What's wrong?" asked the person next to him.

"It's bad," Fan Ciwu squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "We fell into a trap."

Before he finished his words, the sound of galloping horses was heard in the distance.

Looking in the direction where the sound came from, I saw two fully armored cavalrymen appearing on the east and west sides of the official road respectively.

The cavalry on the east side of the official road galloped across the canal, while the cavalry on the west side of the official road marched quickly along the edge of the Elm Garden.

The leading cavalryman carried two flags.

One side is the flag of the Ming Dynasty, and the other side is the flag of Marshal Li.

"It's Li Dingguo," Fan Ciwu shouted, "Quickly form a formation to resist the enemy! All those holding long weapons should face forward in unison to prevent the cavalry from charging into the formation."

Before he gave the order, generals at all levels of the Yuyuan Army organized their soldiers and quickly formed a battle formation.

Because time is really tight.

This not only caused widespread chaos during the formation process, but also made the formation very scattered.

The soldiers of the Yuyuan Army no longer cared about anything else. They held their weapons and stared nervously at the Ming cavalry, not daring to move.

However, Li Dingguo and his cavalry did not launch an attack on the Yuyuan Army, but instead formed a long column and continued to advance from south to north.

"It's bad," Fan Ciwu was shocked, "the government troops are not coming for us, they want to cut off our retreat."

Wang Jun also thought of this.

Yuyuan is not only their stronghold, but also the source of their confidence.

As long as Yuyuan is there, they dare to confront the court.

As long as they returned to Yuyuan, they could use the dense elm forest and criss-crossing tunnels in Yuyuan to defeat the government troops.

Now Li Dingguo wants to cut off their retreat, the consequences can be imagined.

"We can't let Li Dingguo succeed," Fan Ciwu and Wang Jun shouted almost at the same time.

The two of them immediately organized their forces and launched attacks on the government troops on both sides of the official road.

"Kill!" The first wave of Yuyuan troops rushed forward with spears.

Li Dingguo was riding a horse, holding a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, with a hint of pity in his calm eyes.

These low-level soldiers have no chance to choose their own fate and can only passively accept the choices made by fate.

"Release!" When the two sides were ten steps apart, Li Dingguo took the lead in releasing the bowstring.

Boom——

The bowstring shook violently and the arrow shot out.

Seeing this, the other cavalrymen also shot their arrows.

A rain of arrows fell, and the Yuyuan Army fell down.

They all came from poor peasant families, and they didn't even have many decent clothes, let alone armor.

The huge losses forced the Yuyuan Army to stop the charge and begin to retreat.

"You won't be killed if you surrender!" the Ming army took the opportunity to shout.

"We will never surrender until we die!" Fan Ciwu roared, and personally launched an attack with a group of swordsmen.

They hold shields in their left hands and swords in their right hands.

Using a shield to protect his head and upper body, he brandished a sword and rushed towards Li Dingguo, who was located on the west side of the official road, at the edge of Yu Garden.

Wang Jun, the leader of the Yuyuan Army, used the same tactics and rushed towards the Ming army on the other side of the river by walking on the ice of the canal.

at the same time.

The Yuyuan troops left behind in Yuyuan also set out.

When they saw their companions being surrounded, they quickly rushed out of Yuyuan with weapons and attacked the nearby Ming army.