Chapter 632 Yang Wenyue is captured

Yang Wenyue was startled and grabbed a sword and ran out in a hurry.

As soon as I arrived at the gate, I saw the soldiers outside the governor's office in chaos. Many of them fled without even their weapons. Among them, a dozen armored cavalrymen were hacking and killing people. From time to time, people fell to the ground and struggled. Crying, shouting, and screaming were heard everywhere.

"Where is General Cao? Where is General Cao?" Although Yang Wenyue was a civil servant, he was quite courageous. He didn't know where these cavalrymen came from or who they were, but he knew that if he didn't organize an effective defense quickly and allowed the cavalrymen to continue charging, then everything would be over.

After drawing his sword, Yang Wenyue was unable to find Cao Minglei's location for a moment, and he had no idea whether Cao Minglei was alive or dead. He immediately stood still and shouted, "Don't panic! Everyone, gather around me quickly to fight the thief!"

"what!"

Just as Yang Wenyue was shouting, someone not far away exclaimed in surprise, then turned his horse's head and rushed directly towards Yang Wenyue.

Yang Wenyue's personal soldiers were shocked and stepped forward to protect Yang Wenyue, shouting at the same time: "My lord, leave quickly!"

Yang Wenyue did not retreat at all. He knew that if he retreated, his side would be finished. Now he could only stand a chance by blocking one wave and gathering men and horses. Although the cavalry was strong, the infantry in the city were not weak. Moreover, the number of the enemy's cavalry was not large, much less than his own men and horses. If they fled, the infantry's legs would definitely not be able to outrun the horses. But as long as they gathered their forces, they still had a chance.

Wang Jinwu had no idea what Yang Wenyue was thinking. He led his men to rush to the governor's office and just as he killed the soldiers, he saw a man standing at the gate waving a sword and shouting. Although this man was not wearing an official uniform, he was definitely not an ordinary person from his demeanor. Wang Jinwu stared at Yang Wenyue without thinking and turned around and went straight towards Yang Wenyue.

When Yang Wenyue's personal soldiers saw Wang Jinwu coming here, they hurried forward to stop him. But who is Wang Jinwu? He is not well-known in the Ming Dynasty, but he is notorious in the grassland. Over the years, Wang Jinwu has been fighting in the grasslands, and countless Mongolian cavalry have been defeated by him, and countless Mongolian tribes have been destroyed by him.

Even the fierce Mongolian Wang Jinwu didn't take it seriously, let alone two personal soldiers? Wang Jinwu laughed loudly at this, and with the long spear in his hand, the two personal soldiers couldn't even block a single move, and were swept away with their swords.

The warhorse under him did not stop, and Wang Jinwu arrived in front of Yang Wenyue in an instant. Yang Wenyue had not yet reacted, and even did not raise the sword in his hand. Wang Jinwu came like a gust of wind.

Bend down, lean forward, reach out, grab...

In the blink of an eye, Wang Jinwu caught Yang Wenyue. Yang Wenyue had no power to resist Wang Jinwu and fell into Wang Jinwu's hands in an instant. Somehow the sword in his hand also became Wang Jinwu's.

"Hahaha!" Catching Yang Wenyue, Wang Jinwu pressed him across his horse's back, his usual spear hung on the victory hook, and in his hand he held Yang Wenyue's sword, with the blade resting on Yang Wenyue's body. At this time, Yang Wenyue was still struggling, but in Wang Jinwu's hands, how could Yang Wenyue, who was born a scholar, break free?
"Who are you? Speak!" Wang Jinwu asked.

Yang Wenyue struggled for a few times but couldn't get away. His face showed a look of grief and anger. He heard Wang Jinwu asking him who he was, but Yang Wenyue gritted his teeth and refused to tell. He was the right assistant minister of the Ministry of War and the governor of Baoding, but he fell into the hands of the thieves. How could he be willing to reveal his name? It would be better for him to kill him with a sword.

Seeing that Yang Wenyue didn't say anything, Wang Jinwu didn't make things difficult for him. He pointed the sword in his hand directly at Yang Wenyue's personal soldier who had just been shot to the ground by him but could not struggle for a while, and asked the other party's identity.

This personal soldier had been frightened by Wang Jinwu, not to mention that Yang Wenyue had already fallen into the hands of the enemy, and the enemy's cavalry was increasing in number. In a blink of an eye, dozens of cavalry arrived. The situation was irreversible. As a soldier, he only wanted to save his life, so how could he care about other things?

The soldier immediately reported Yang Wenyue's identity. When Wang Jinwu learned that the captured person was actually Yang Wenyue, the governor of Baoding, he was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he would catch such a big fish at once. Yang Wenyue was the most important official here. With this person in hand, Baoding was in his hands!

Wang Jinwu ordered his men to shout that Governor Yang Wenyue had surrendered, and everyone should immediately lay down their weapons and surrender. As long as they surrendered, they could save their lives. If they continued to resist, they would be killed.

The Ming army, which was fleeing and trying to organize resistance again, could not help but look back when they heard this. When they saw that Yang Wenyue had indeed been captured by the enemy and had fallen into the hands of the enemy, everyone was shocked. For a moment, most people lost the idea of ​​continuing to resist. As the shouts spread from all directions, the fighting spirit of the Ming army disappeared, and Ming soldiers continued to surrender. Although a few Ming soldiers intended to continue to resist, they were suppressed without much effort after Wang Jinwu's cavalry rear team and a large number of infantry arrived. The captured Yang Wenyue heard that his identity had been discovered and the thief who captured him was shouting these words again. When he saw with his own eyes that the soldiers of Baoding also hesitated to surrender, Yang Wenyue felt ashamed and annoyed. His face flushed red, and he was about to shout something, but before he could shout, his head tilted and he fainted from anger.

When Yang Wenyue woke up slowly, everything was settled. He was tied up in a woodshed, and there was another person tied up not far away. In the dim light, it could be seen that this person who was also tied up was the general Cao Minglei.

"Master Yang, you are finally awake..." Cao Minglei seemed relieved to see Yang Wenyue waking up.

"General Cao?"

"It is this General..."

"you……?"

"I am ashamed. I was knocked down shortly after I left the mansion, before I had time to organize a defense. If it were not for the armor on my body, I would have met the King of Hell long ago. I fainted at that time, and when I woke up, I was here. I didn't expect that Lord Yang would also..." Cao Minglei sighed and shook his head. As a general, his martial arts were not bad, but this time he didn't even know who he was defeated by.

When Cao Minglei was at the Governor's Yamen, he heard some noise outside and felt something was wrong, so he went out to investigate. However, just as he stepped out of the Yamen gate, he saw a group of cavalrymen galloping towards him. Cao Minglei and his men hurried forward to intercept them. When he was about to ask who the cavalrymen were, the other party rushed towards Cao Minglei without saying a word.

Cao Minglei hastily drew his sword to fight, but the sword in his hand was knocked away in just one round, and he himself was hit hard. It was unknown whether the blow was from a spear or other weapon, but Cao Minglei, who was wearing armor, was directly stabbed to the ground, and immediately fainted. When he woke up, he was already a prisoner.

After listening to Cao Minglei's story, Yang Wenyue finally understood what had happened to him. No wonder he didn't see Cao Minglei when he went out, because Cao Minglei had been knocked unconscious at that time and was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, so it was naturally difficult to tell.

The two looked at each other, both in a state of embarrassment. One was the general of Baoding, and the other was the governor of Baoding. They were both high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty, but now they were both prisoners.

It would be fine if they were defeated, but until now, how did they lose? How did the enemy get into Baoding City? Who are these thieves? What is their intention in attacking Baoding? Both of them don't know anything.

To be honest, they were still confused and didn't even know the other party's identity. Neither Yang Wenyue nor Cao Minglei had ever encountered such a situation before.

The two men sighed a few times and couldn't help discussing the origins of the thieves who had captured them and occupied Baoding. But after discussing it over and over again, they still had no clues.

Yang Wenyue originally thought that the possibility of these bandits was relatively high. After all, Gao Yingxiang had intended to go north before, but later gave up the idea of ​​entering northern Zhili because he was defeated by Lu Xiangsheng. Maybe these bandits were Gao Yingxiang's men? Or were they Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai's troops?
But Cao Minglei said it was impossible. As a military general, although he was defeated on the battlefield and his defeat was so miserable, Cao Minglei still managed to fight with the opponent. He told Yang Wenyue that he could see clearly that these cavalrymen were definitely not bandits. Bandits could not have such equipment, let alone be so elite.

If it wasn't the bandits, then who could it be? Could it be that the Jiannu from Liaodong are coming again? When this thought came to mind, Yang Wenyue rejected it instantly. Not to mention that if the Jiannu came to the capital again, as the governor of Baoding, it would be impossible for him not to know in advance. You know, Baoding is in the south of the capital. Judging from the route of the march, the Jiannu should have arrived in the capital first. It's impossible for them to fly to Baoding first with wings, right?
Moreover, although Yang Wenyue was captured, he heard the other party's speech, and the other party clearly spoke with the accent of the Ming Dynasty, definitely not the Jiannu accent from Liaodong, so the possibility of him being a Jiannu was not high.

After ruling out these two speculations, Yang Wenyue suddenly remembered the Shanxi army that came from the south. Could it be that the army that occupied Baoding and captured him was this army? But if it was the Shanxi army, why did they attack Baoding? And why did they risk their lives to capture him and Cao Minglei? Didn't they know that doing so was treason? How could they have such courage?
"Treason? Treason!" Suddenly, Yang Wenyue's eyes widened. Yes! Treason! Maybe it was really a rebellion by the government troops? This might be possible. Thinking of this, Yang Wenyue was shocked, but he immediately thought of another question, that is, it might not be a rebellion but a mutiny.

After all, the Shanxi army had a history of mutiny. Didn't the governor and the general of Shanxi lose their heads because of the mutiny in the battle of the capital? If it was because of the mutiny, and the rebels rushed into Baoding City to loot, then everything would make sense. But when Yang Wenyue thought that he might be captured by the mutinous rebels, he felt as if he had died. No one could predict what the mutinous army would do, and he had no idea how the mutinous Ming army would deal with him and Cao Minglei next. Now that he had fallen into the hands of the rebels, his reputation would be ruined. It would be better to die directly.

(End of this chapter)

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