Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 51 Get rich
  Liu Ling passed the order, and a large torch lit up behind him, illuminating the faces of hundreds of cavalry.

The outline of the camp in the night was like a sleeping giant. All the few sentries on the periphery were taken care of. Under Liu Ling's instructions, a cavalryman rode forward, bent his bow and shot a loud arrow, and then lit it on fire. Shoot the second arrow with force.

The rocket drew a bright arc in the night, and there was movement at the south gate of the camp. The torches above the camp gate were extinguished one by one, and then the gate opened.

Liu Ling pulled out his sword and shouted: "Xi Zuo has taken action, rush in immediately, no prisoners will be taken before dawn!"

Everyone who succeeds this time will be rewarded fifty guan each! "

The purpose of shouting is to boost morale, so there is no need for this last tremor. After Liu Ling shouted the last sentence, even if his voice could not be heard behind, there were officers and soldiers who were already on top shouting that the victory would be fifty. Suddenly, the entire cavalry team suddenly burst out with great enthusiasm.

More than 700 cavalry were divided into three groups and entered one after another. They first controlled the gate of the village and then Liu Ling jumped into the camp. The layout here was very simple. There were carts everywhere and goods that were too late to be transported to the warehouse. Of course, there were also a large number of goods. The tent was brightly lit, and the drunks cheered happily.

At this time, there happened to be a few drunkards supporting each other, walking awkwardly outside and starting to pour water on the spot. They didn't even notice the cavalry rushing towards them.

Zhang Wu moved the horse forward, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and with his right hand, taking advantage of the momentum of the horse, he swung the knife with some skill and effortlessly chopped off a big head by the roots. The rest of his body had no time to lift up his pants, standing on the original position. The ground convulsed several times, and the cavalry who came from behind took another stab at him, causing him to fall down.

The warm liquid splashed onto Zhang Wu's face. Zhang Wu hoped in his heart that it was just blood splashing on his face.

"Kill, leave no one behind!"

The original plan was to charge and set fire at the same time. The fire and the cavalry's charge could directly destroy the morale of the entire camp. However, after Liu Ling saw that goods were piled everywhere, he made temporary changes and ordered a ban on setting fires.

These are all money.

As a private soldier, Chen Wen had to follow Liu Ling at all times. He didn't dare to kill people at first. Now he was stimulated by the atmosphere of the battlefield and became bolder. He followed Liu Ling on horseback and asked: "General, what are you doing?" What if we meet a golden man?"

"Do you think those caravans and sentries outside are just decorations?"

Liu Ling was marching in a hurry all the way under the cover of night, and he was covered by a caravan. Even if others got the news, they would wonder whether it was the caravans from the Zhuozhou Chamber of Commerce who came out in groups.

Moreover, these caravans carry more or less goods. If the Jin people are greedy, they will rob those caravans all the way. Liu Ling can not only get the news in time, but also use those caravans to fight for himself. Time to evacuate.

Just as the two were talking, someone suddenly jumped out from the tents scattered nearby. It seemed that he wanted to jump on Chen Wen's horse and snatch his horse. Liu Ling, with quick eyes and quick hands, waved his sword and threw it, and the handle of the sword hit the man. On the face, although it didn't cause much damage, it still caused him to miss this time.

Chen Wen was so frightened that he stopped in place while holding on to the reins. The Liao soldier was still struggling on the ground to stand up. Liu Ling took off his short bow and shot an arrow through the man's throat when he stood up.

He looked back at Chen Wen and said, "What are you still waiting for? Pick up the knife."

Chen Wen agreed quietly and just handed the knife to Liu Ling. The latter looked at him and shook his head: "After you go back, you should learn to be a civil servant, or learn some skills from your father. I have no shortage of them." You are such a soldier, but if you learn a few things from your father, I will have many confidants that I can use."

"I know, little one." Chen Wen felt a little disappointed. Liu Ling turned the horse around. Under the light of the fire, he could see that the white horse he was riding was covered with blood. In this cold night, the blood quickly solidified. Freezing, only the smell of blood comes to my face.

The battle was almost one-sided. The cavalry were killing the drunkards in the camp. In the center of the camp, a young man ran out and saw the scene of blood flowing outside. He shouted like crazy, "I am Dajin." Officer, you can’t kill me!”

A Khitan man who was red-eyed with blood rushed over on horseback and slashed the young man's neck with a knife.

The killing did not last until dawn at all. Liu Ling led the cavalry and killed the entire camp twice. The remaining people knelt in a pool of blood and kept begging for mercy.

A cavalryman who had lost his horse limped up to Liu Ling and reported in a hissing voice: "General, there is a small camp inside with about two hundred women." There was obvious excitement in his eyes. Hearing this, the surrounding cavalry also looked at Liu Ling. He hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "After the war, rewards will be given based on merit. These women will be rewarded to the brothers who have the most merit in battle."

"Send orders to everyone, gather the remaining people together, count all the money, food and luggage, and ask those people to help carry them all into the car. If you can't take them away, burn them on the spot. Before dawn, I want to see this camp completely turned into a Ashes.”

"Here!"

Liu Ling was in a hurry to get out of here. He would rather leave something behind than delay here for too long.

Under the force of the saber, the drunkards quickly woke up, and even the women who had just been rescued were ordered to carry the baggage, except that they were too weak to move.

The cavalrymen dismounted, and the cavalrymen who had lost their horses temporarily selected one from the horses in the camp. Liu Ling asked a small number of cavalrymen to go out to patrol the camp. Seeing that the progress was slow, he finally brought his own soldiers to help carry it.

A large number of corpses were randomly thrown into the temporarily dug pit. The weather was cold, and soon the corpses were piled up into a mountain of crystal clear blood. Several soldiers resisted the urge to vomit and threw in large quantities of flammable materials such as dry firewood. In the pit, he lit a few torches and threw them in.

"General, general!"

Liu Ling looked up and saw Zhang Wu shouting not far away with excitement on his face: "There are good things here!"

Hearing that there was something good, Liu Ling threw the grain bag on the cart and ran over immediately. He saw Zhang Wu lying on a "big box" and caressing it lovingly. Liu Ling took one look and couldn't help but Take a deep breath.

"Isn't this a coffin?"

"General, this is a good coffin! It's from Nanmu!" Zhang Wu looked intoxicated, "I have a clan member who does this. This thing is worth a lot of money."

He hesitated and held out two fingers.

"It's worth at least this amount!"

Liu Ling laughed angrily, "If I grab some gold, silver and jewels, I can give them away as rewards. This coffin is heavy and heavy, and it will be wasted after selling it. I'm a little reluctant to part with it, but who do you want me to take it back to for? Besides, I listen. Aren’t these nanmu coffins always for nobles? Why is there one here?”

He came closer to take a look, and motioned to the soldiers next to him to help open the coffin. As soon as he opened it, a musty smell hit his face. Liu Ling covered his nose to diffuse the smell, and saw that the coffin contained some gold and silver vessels and jewelry and other funerary objects. , with a freshly unearthed simplicity.

Liu Ling frowned. He suddenly realized where the coffin came from, and said casually: "Go find some locals tomorrow and ask them where the ancestral graves of the nobles from Liao are."

"General, I'm afraid this is a little bad, isn't it?"

Zhang Wu also realized that this coffin was probably dug up secretly by those cowardly merchants. Aren't you afraid of losing your conscience by doing such a thing?
  "The monk can touch it, why can't I?" Liu Ling spat, feeling that the smell was really unpleasant.

"Okay, hurry up and bury her again. I'm so sorry. Remember to keep this coffin."

As Liu Ling walked, he thought about whether his method of making money was too rough.

Why bother to use the knife to rob it?

Furthermore, since I am a Han Chinese and the ancestral graves I dig are all Liao people, I should not deduct any merit.

(End of this chapter)