Chapter 572 Dashun Army Besieges the City

Chapter 572 Dashun Army Besieges the City

Chapter 572 Dashun Army Besieges the City

The damage of the Everlasting Sorrow Dragon Spear, which has been promoted to the sub-legendary level, has been comprehensively enhanced.

Concussion, Armor Crushing, Tear, and Destruction are all sub-legendary level. Combined with the superior sharpness, even with 80% total damage reduction, they can easily defeat the defense of ordinary heroes.

Jiang He stroked the silver spear, the dark red lines on it looked like flowing blood. As this weapon grew to this day, it had killed tens of millions of lives and accounted for more than half of his killing power.

"Today's actions will cause trouble in the future."

"But as long as the growth rate is fast enough, the hidden dangers will eventually become smaller and smaller."

Jiang He put away the Everlasting Dragon Spear. He let the Yangzhou family go, unwilling to bear the blame, and handed in a letter of allegiance to Emperor Wu of Liang. It was not considered a formal falling out, but he could forget about the grace and favor that a prince deserved.

The evil soldiers drove in in carriages, and four million silver coins and three million grains of food were first stuffed into the gate of the realm, and then taken out by Lao Hei, who was in charge of the palace in Qingzhou, similar to long-distance transmission.

Seven million silver coins are enough to support 300,000 regular infantry for a whole year, with sufficient food and full military pay. Of course, once a war breaks out, the consumption of weapons, transportation, medicine, cloth, etc. will rise sharply, and the calculation will be particularly complicated.

The morning light poured in through the window and the Governor of Grand Canal Transport walked in. The senior official sat on the ground without paying attention to his manners and looked haggard.

"What guilt have the people of the world committed, King Yong!"

"It's not your turn to say the words 'people of the world'." Jiang He said calmly, "You're going to kill all the Yangzhou families if you can't ensure the inheritance. It's amazing that you can think of that. It may be possible in a prosperous era, but how can the Western Barbarians of the Northern Wei Dynasty give us room to clean up the country?"

The aristocratic families were destroyed, and the relationship between the court and the grassroots was severed. Faced with rebellions in various places, the most elite six state border troops were still needed to guard against the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the country could only rely on local second-line troops. Under internal and external troubles, the grain taxes to support the front line could not be collected because of the aristocratic families and the rebellion. In just one or two years, the Southern Liang Dynasty would enter a vicious cycle, eventually leading to a complete collapse.

The Governor of the Grand Canal sighed and clasped his fists, saying, "The great bandit of Jiangnan, the Great Shun King, has become powerful. Next up is the counterattack of the noble families. With the supply of food, fodder and weapons, the bandits will inevitably attack the seven counties of Yangzhou. I hope Your Majesty will take charge of the situation."

"How many people does King Dashun have?"

"Eight hundred thousand."

"How many?"

Jiang He turned his head suddenly. If there really were an army of 800,000 in the Zhulu World, he would have to turn around and run away.

The governor of the Grand Canal smiled slightly and said, "It's said to be 800,000, but in fact it's the same as the battle of Qingzhou, it's just a title. It's very impressive to have 300,000, and some of them are civilians holding hoes and grass, with their families, endless."

"Wherever the bandits go, they will cause great damage to the local area and give rise to more refugees. Numbers are the easiest thing for bandits to replenish. A few months ago, General Cao of Xiangzhou led 3,000 cavalrymen to hunt down 36,000 people and won a great victory. Most of the bandits were unable to kill the cavalrymen."

"But as the areas they have swept have expanded, the martial arts sects and local surrendered troops have continued to join, and the strength of the bandits has continued to grow. Sooner or later, they will become a huge disaster, and the Dashun King is one of the largest bandits."

Jiang He was speechless. He still underestimated the situation of the Southern Liang Dynasty in its last years. He led an army of 800,000, but was just one of the branches. In this desperate situation, the court had to continue to use drastic measures.

"Your Majesty, do you know about the bandits?"

For a long while, there was no answer.

The Governor of the Grand Canal lowered his head in silence. After a moment, he raised his head and said, "Your Majesty should know by now."

According to legend, some eunuchs would serve cold soup to the emperor. Over the years, the emperor came to believe that these things were naturally cold. Rather than risk being beheaded for serving cold hot soup, it was better to stop it from the beginning. The civil and military officials who came to meet the emperor were unaware of the situation and might have thought that the emperor himself did not like hot soup.

But when the bowl of hot soup from the refugees and bandits was placed in front of him, steaming hot, he believed that Emperor Wu of Liang would be able to react.

……

At dusk, the vanguard of the bandits surrounded the city. The general leading the army was the leader of the first-class sect Wanshuitan in Xiangzhou. He had 70,000 men under his command and surrounded Yangzhou City tightly.

The news reached the capital through Yundiao. The emperor was furious and executed several senior officials overnight. He ordered General Huben and General Longxiang to lead two imperial guards to quell the rebellion. Among them, General Huben was given the Yundiao Order, which allowed him to temporarily control the troops of the seven counties of Yangzhou.

At the same time, the Governor of Grand Canal Transport was promoted on the spot to the first-rank commander of Yangzhou, and was fully responsible for the defense of Yangzhou City. However, when he counted the soldiers and organized the defense of the city, he found that the Yangzhou town, which was supposed to have 30,000 regular soldiers, actually had only more than 10,000 people, and the rest were all empty soldiers.

There were 23,000 soldiers from Yangzhou and Longxiang in total. The Governor of the Grand Canal deployed defenses overnight, but still failed to prevent the bandits from sneaking in. About 3,000 bandits rushed into the city from underground caves and burned and killed indiscriminately in the south of the city. At the critical moment, Xie's eldest son led Xie's private soldiers to block the main gate, which turned the situation around.

It was the aristocratic families who supported the Dashun bandits, but it was obvious that when the bandits entered the city, they would not treat all the aristocratic families as exceptions. In this matter, political goals and military actions conflicted.

Since October 20th, Yangzhou has entered a state of full defense, with various sects and families coordinating in defense.

In the city center, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, Qingshui Lane.

The charming sound of orioles came from the restaurant. The Huayue Tower, the largest building in the city, was twelve stories high. Singing and dancing were still going on there. It could accommodate tens of thousands of people drinking together at the same time. It was a luxurious place where scholars from the south of the Yangtze River lingered.

The Yuanyang Pavilion overlooks the river, and one can see the prosperous night scene of Qinhuai River. The siege of the city by bandits seemed to have had no effect on it. On the long sandalwood table, 64 dishes of various sizes were displayed, including braised fish lips, roasted young deer tendons, cherry bear paws, and a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix soup. Because someone was present, various kinds of wine were specially provided.

Jiang He sat at the table, sipping the divine blood wine. He was surrounded by two hundred evil soldiers and one hundred skeleton dragon riders. It looked quite crowded and there was no dining atmosphere at all.

Across the table, Si Ning was wearing a plain white skirt and had a slender figure. The lines of her shoulders and neck were outlined like a stroke of light ink. Nine snow-white fox tails stretched out behind her, and the tips of the tails trembled occasionally. Her skin was like fresh snow, her lips were very pale, and her pair of fox eyes were clear and beautiful, like colored glass. When she was motionless and silent, she looked like a normal person.

"Miss Ning, this is not appropriate during a time of disaster." Wuhe glanced at the dishes and immediately picked up the chopsticks to eat the carp stewed noodles.

"Simple meals and simple tea, wouldn't it make me, Ning, look very shameful?" Si Ning held up his folding fan and said, "Huayue Tower is owned by the Yu family. There is a secret passage leading to the outside of the city under your feet."

Jiang He said, "I plan to buy your resources in the Demon Cult, especially the information about the bandits' garrisons in the Seven Counties. The Wuhe Bird Corps will be responsible for the handover. You can just name your price."

Several vicious soldiers unveiled the passage's disguise and called on their colleagues to enter one after another. Defending the city was too passive, so the prince prepared to take the initiative.

"Let me think about it." Si Ning turned the wheelchair, spinning like a top. It was not difficult to find out the intelligence of the bandits as the deputy leader. The key was that the value was difficult to measure.

"Why not call me sister?"

Si Ning held up her cheek with one hand and said with a smile: "Brother, why are you being so shy? Call me over to listen."

Jiang He looked calm and kicked under the table.

Wu He forced a smile and said, "Sister."

"This is too perfunctory." Si Ning complained, turned around and took out the personnel roster, a few iced lemons and the deputy leader token from his tail.

"The leader of the Sun-Moon Demon Cult has mastered the two secret arts of the sun and the moon. In addition, the cult has inherited the sacred beast, the Basho. Once the sacred beast enters the semi-unsealed state, the sacred beast will manifest and exert the combat power of an ordinary hero."

"For the immortals on land, to deal with the Holy Beast Master, they just need to temporarily avoid the sharp edge and wait until the cooldown period of the unsealing ends, then they can go back and kill it easily. However, the sub-hero will definitely not be able to escape, and the immortals on land must also stay away from the battlefield to avoid being entangled by the evil spirits and slowed down."

Si Ning gently pushed the thing over and said jokingly, "But slaughtering is what you are best at, I am just suggesting it."

Jiang He nodded, stood up, picked up his things and walked into the secret passage.

"See you later."

(End of this chapter)