Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

He hurried to the bedside and asked about Wang Renhe's condition with concern.

Wang Renhe opened his eyes weakly and asked faintly, "Your Excellency, why did you come here in person? I am really unsightly in this state."

Yang Ling sighed and said, "Censor Wang, your injury is really serious. Now it has come to a critical moment of life and death, you must not slack off at all. I have sent someone to invite a famous doctor, who should be here soon. You must cooperate with the doctor's treatment and try to survive."

Having said this, Yang Ling suppressed his grief and shouted to the outside of the door, "Someone come."

Immediately, someone lifted the curtain and entered the room, bowed and said, "Sir."

"Go and call Old Master Zhang to me right now."

"As ordered."

Not long after, two people came in carrying a stretcher and carefully moved Wang Renhe off the bed.

Yang Ling helped Wang Renhe up and gently helped him sit on the wheelchair. Then he said to the several strong men following him: "You guys stay with Wang Yushi and keep an eye on him. Don't let anyone get close to him."

"Yes, sir!" Several strong men responded loudly. Two of them immediately turned around and left with the stretcher, while the others surrounded Yang Ling and left.

Before leaving, Yang Ling turned around and told Li Fang, "Master Li, you stay here to supervise them in treating Wang Yushi's injuries. No outsiders are allowed to enter."

"Yes!" Li Fang agreed.

Yang Ling turned around again and said to Yang Guozhu, "Brother Yang, I'm going to the West City Post Station to have a decisive battle with those assassins. I'll leave this to you. Make sure you get rid of them safely!"

"Don't worry, Brother Yang. I'll take care of it!" Yang Guozhu promised firmly.

Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left.

Yang Ling led dozens of people to the post house in the west of the city and found that the entire post house was blocked.

Yang Ling arrived at the postmaster's office and saw Wang Renhe sitting quietly at the desk, looking haggard and with a dull look in his eyes; several maids around him were holding towels to wipe the sweat off his face.

Yang Ling walked up to Wang Renhe and asked with concern, "Censor Wang, how do you feel?"

Wang Renhe saw Yang Ling clearly and struggled to get up: "My Lord, the Imperial Envoy!"

"Don't move," Yang Ling stopped Wang Renhe, then helped him sit down and said earnestly, "You are too badly injured, you must recuperate. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to persuade you to join the plan to eliminate the assassins!"

After hearing this, Wang Renhe's originally dull eyes regained their spirits and he asked anxiously, "Sir, how do you plan to eliminate the assassin?"

Yang Ling said: "The assassin is hiding in the posthouse, he must have a plan. We just need to keep our troops in place and wait for the assassin to reveal his flaws."

Wang Renhe shook his head and sighed, "How can it be that simple? The assassin is hiding in the post house, there is no way to prevent it."

Yang Ling said, "That's why we need to wait patiently for an opportunity. Don't worry, Censor Wang. I have ordered Li Fanghe to lead 500 soldiers to garrison outside the city. As long as the assassins make any move, we will be able to detect their movements in time."

Wang Renhe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, I'll just try to hold on until dark."

Yang Ling patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Just rest assured and leave the rest to me."

At this point, Yang Ling suddenly seemed to remember something and reminded him, "Oh, right, you can pretend to be seriously ill and bedridden, so that you can buy enough time. When it's daybreak, I'll have someone send some herbs to keep you alive."

Wang Renhe nodded: "Yes."

In the evening, twilight falls.

Suddenly, a shrill alarm sounded from the post station in the east of the city, causing panic in the entire inn.

The camp outside the city immediately became noisy, with many soldiers running hurriedly.

Soon after, Yang Ling led dozens of riders out of the camp and galloped towards the post house in the west of the city.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the imperial envoy is leading his troops out of the camp."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guozhu immediately dispatched two thousand soldiers to follow.

Yang Ling led his troops to the posthouse in the west of the city, but found the city gates closed.

Yang Ling frowned as he looked at the tightly closed city gate and snorted, "Humph! How dare you refuse us entry? You're really brave! It looks like you've been prepared for this!"

"Sir, what should we do now? Should we attack by force?" asked the adjutant Liu Yong in a deep voice.

Yang Ling took a deep breath, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Don't worry! Take your men and sneak over to investigate the enemy first. If there is an ambush, we can avoid being at a disadvantage."

Liu Yong nodded, and led three hundred elite soldiers to the foot of the city wall, looking into the distance along the wall.

After a while, Liu Yong returned and said, "Your Excellency, except for the soldiers on duty outside the city, no ambush was found."

Hearing this, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "It seems that the other party is just bluffing. We can go into the city and catch the thief now."

Liu Yong hesitated and said, "Sir, the wall is too high. I am worried..."

Yang Ling knew what Liu Yong was worried about, but he still said firmly: "We are only following orders to arrest the bandit leader who assassinated Wang Yushi, and we are not killing innocent people. If anyone dares to stop us, we will kill them without mercy."

After Yang Ling finished speaking, he drew the sword from his waist, pointed it at the posthouse in the north, and shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, follow me to capture the remnants of the rebels!"

As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, Yang Guozhu immediately led his troops forward.

Soon, Yang Ling led two thousand people and forced their way to the bottom of the city wall.

"Archers, get ready!" Yang Ling shouted.

The archers under Yang Ling's command immediately drew their bows and aimed at the city wall.

Seeing Yang Ling and others approaching, the guards in the inn were frightened and turned pale. They hurriedly jumped down from the roof, raised their swords and stood in front of the inn, trying to stop Yang Ling and others from moving forward.

The two sides were still about 20 to 30 feet apart, but Yang Ling waved his arm without hesitation and gave the order to shoot.

call out!
Whizzing!

Arrows whistled, and dense rain of arrows poured towards the guards.

"what"

There were screams everywhere. Seven or eight guards were hit by arrows and injured on the spot. The others quickly dodged.

puff!
Not to be outdone, Yang Guozhu bent his bow and shot the most conspicuous soldier in the guard team. The soldier was shot to the ground, and the surrounding area immediately became chaotic.

Yang Ling looked at the rioting enemy troops, his mouth curled up into a cold arc, and he said coldly: "Shoot them to death!"

Yang Guozhu's men immediately pulled the trigger, and several guards were shot and fell to the ground.

A melee suddenly broke out in front of the West City Posthouse, with the guards and Yang Ling and others fighting fiercely in the open space in front of the posthouse.

Yang Guozhu personally held a spear and thrust forward, with hundreds of soldiers following closely behind him. They thrust into the guard team like sharp cones, knocking down many guards in an instant, and several guards were pierced by the spears, and their wailing echoed through the night sky.

Yang Ling rode his horse and stood behind the formation, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, constantly drawing arrows and shooting at the guards.

These guards were well-trained on weekdays. Although they encountered fierce attacks from Yang Ling and were constantly injured or killed, they still maintained their tenacious fighting spirit. They fought with Yang Ling's men with all their might, vowing to keep Yang Ling and others outside the city.

However, Yang Ling's men were indeed very powerful, and the guards gradually couldn't hold out, with people being knocked away by spears one after another.

In this stalemate, the guards gradually lost their will to fight and kept retreating.

Seeing this, Yang Guozhu and his men fought more and more bravely. Under the leadership of Liu Yong, they advanced step by step, and in less than half a cup of tea, they forced the entire guard team to the vicinity of the city gate.

Seeing victory was imminent, Liu Yong was preparing to lead his men to force his way into the city. Suddenly, the rumbling sound of iron hooves came from afar, followed by shouts of killing.

Yang Ling turned his head and saw several huge carriages approaching the city gate. In front of the carriages were more than sixty strong war horses, all with thick iron chains tied around their necks.

What's happening here?
Yang Ling and the others were stunned, full of doubts.

However, no matter what these war horses were used for, their only target was the courtyard in the inn where the assassin was hiding.

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and shouted: "Attack at full speed!"

Under Yang Ling's command, two thousand men immediately rushed forward recklessly.

Da da da.
With the sound of hurried horse hooves, several carriages, surrounded by guards, slowly approached the city gate.

"Fire arrows!"

When the guards on the city wall saw the scene on the chariot clearly, they immediately roared.

Several sharp arrows whizzed from the top of the city wall towards the carriages.

boom!
As the explosions sounded, flames splashed everywhere, and the carriages turned into fireballs. At the same time, the rising flames also devoured the horses.

The war horses neighed as they rushed into the sea of ​​fire, and the people on their backs were thrown into the sky and then fell down.

Only then did Yang Guozhu realize that those chariots were not horse-drawn carriages at all, but bombs.

Yang Guozhu couldn't help but swallowing a few times, feeling extremely grateful.

If we had not followed Yang Ling's orders and enforced the tough military law, many of our men would have been killed in those chariots.

In this operation, Yang Ling was the main general and Yang Guozhu was the deputy general, so Yang Ling's decision had to be obeyed. Yang Guozhu immediately followed Yang Ling's instructions and led his troops to chase after them, and closely monitored all directions to prevent the rebels from escaping.

Unexpectedly, the rebels resorted to the tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.

Seeing the powerful bombs thrown out from those carriages, Yang Guozhu felt a chill on his back.

Yang Ling showed no fear and continued to give orders to attack: "Bowmen, release your arrows!"

As Yang Ling's order was given, more than a dozen archers at the side door of the West City Posthouse quickly pulled the bowstrings and shot arrows at the side door of the West City Posthouse.

laugh!laugh!laugh!
The sound of arrows tearing through the air came continuously, and someone was hit by an arrow almost every few seconds.

The guards responsible for defending the side door were caught off guard and dozens of them fell down.

The defenders in the West City Posthouse reacted and ran to the door to organize a counterattack. However, Yang Guozhu had already sent archers to block the side door, and the defenders' bows and arrows were unable to break through the crossbowmen's blockade.

As the archers continued to shoot, the side door of the posthouse in the west of the city became a sitting target, and the defenders inside were shot dead or wounded from time to time.

In the posthouse in the west of the city, Li Siye, Sun Xin and others were anxiously waiting for reinforcements, and their subordinates were also arriving at the post station one after another.

boom!
Just when Li Siye and others were extremely anxious, the fence at the side gate suddenly broke. Then, Yang Guozhu led hundreds of cavalrymen to swarm in from the side gate.

"Enemy attack!"

Seeing Yang Guozhu's troops suddenly charging in, Li Siye and the others were quite surprised. However, they did not sit and wait for death, but stood up to meet the enemy.

After all, Li Siye and his men were once imperial guards and were very experienced. With the support of the veteran military commander Yang Guozhu, the battle situation suddenly became a stalemate.

Yang Guozhu and others are not only brave and good at fighting, but more importantly, the weapons and equipment given by Yang Ling have greatly increased their strength.

Yang Guozhu led his men in a frenzied massacre at the side door. In just a few moments, all the guards of the West City Posthouse were killed or wounded.

Yang Guozhu waved a spear and led his men into the main hall of the West City Posthouse.

The main hall was empty, with only a few corpses and bloodstains on the ground to prove that a fight had taken place here.

"Commander Yang, search quickly, there must be assassins hiding inside!" Wang Bodang urged.

Yang Ling nodded and led everyone to check the room carefully, but unfortunately nothing was found.

"It seems that the assassin has really escaped. It's good of them to be smart."

Wang Bodang looked at the messy room, sighed and shook his head.

Yang Ling frowned and thought for a moment, then ordered the guard beside him: "Return to the camp immediately and inform Zhang Xian to lead his men to surround the post house and wipe out the remaining rebels. It would be even better if we can capture the heads of the rebels."

The guards agreed to leave and quickly ran towards the camp.

"Let's go, let's return to the camp first." Yang Ling ordered.

Yang Guozhu and others nodded in agreement and followed Yang Ling out of the posthouse and returned to Yang Ling's military camp.

After everyone left, the traitors in the inn could no longer hold out and surrendered. Yang Ling did not kill anyone and took the traitors to the military office for interrogation.

After interrogation, it was learned that the traitors were servants in the mansion of the Jiangning County Magistrate, who were responsible for transmitting intelligence to the Jiangning County Magistrate.

Yang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This news was quite important, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

How dare he rebel?

Yang Ling couldn't figure it out, but since the Jiangning County Magistrate was already dead, there was naturally no way to solve this mystery.

Since the case of treason was basically solved, Yang Ling led his troops back to the camp with peace of mind.

After returning to the camp, Yang Ling ordered his men to gather the prisoners, and then summoned military doctors to treat the five injured soldiers.

After a long period of hard work, Yang Ling finally helped the five wounded to stop bleeding and bandage them. However, the injuries of these five wounded were too severe, and they still couldn't escape the fate of being killed in the end.

Looking at the dying brothers, Yang Ling felt a little sad.

"General Yang, we deserve to die. Please, General Yang, give us a quick death!" Several soldiers said in grief and anger.

Yang Ling looked up at the soldiers and said solemnly: "You are all loyal and righteous men of our Great Zhou. Today's defeat is my fault. You don't have to blame yourself. Go on your way with peace of mind. You will serve on the battlefield again in the next life!"

When the soldiers heard Yang Ling say this, they felt relieved. Although they failed to complete the mission, at least they did not have to bear the responsibility of treason and could even be buried.

"Your Excellency, there is news from the front that two government troops have arrived outside the north city gate!" The personal soldier walked in quickly to report. (End of this chapter)