Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 136 Show the enemy prestige, boost the enemy's morale, and win three points before the battle!
Leaving aside what was written on the paper, this paper alone shocked the nobles and officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

Fortunately, the handwriting written on it was quite familiar. After careful identification, it was actually the handwriting of my father, brother, son and nephew.

Moreover, it is the handwriting of father, brother, son and nephew who have not returned after the defeat of the rebel army with the King of Panyu...

No one thought that they were still alive!

However, when the gentry and officials read the content, their mood became more complicated. There were those who scolded disloyalty and unfilial piety, and some who fell into deep thought silently.

But no matter the scolder or the meditator, the bottom of his heart is full of despair.

The destruction of the ancient country of Panyu is inevitable!

And just in the morning and evening!

The only variable is that they were destroyed by their own rebels under the leadership of the gods?Or will it be destroyed by the sword of the Demon King of the Six Kingdoms, who is prone to slaughtering the city?
Yes, the gentry officials of the Manchu Dynasty knew that the old clans of the Six Kingdoms were calling, and the request for help intercepted by Ying Zheng and Qin Mo was just a follow-up letter.

The gentry and ministers also knew what would happen if they were pushed into the Wangcheng Plain by the old clans of the six countries, so they sent envoys to the neighboring Yangyu Kingdom, Fulou Kingdom, and even large tribes that were not counted as countries, asking for help and borrowing troops.

Then, the princes and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty all put on their armor, gathered the last young and strong men in the king's city, and planned to go to the national calamity together to fight the armies of the six countries and stop them in the mountains and forests.

But before they set off, the news that the rebels were also coming to Wangcheng came...

The Panyu imperial court was completely paralyzed, and the force they could barely get together was already pitifully small. If they were to divide up their forces to support the two-front battle, it would be even more of a drop in the bucket.

As a result, it temporarily became a city defender.

He also gathered all those who could handle weapons in the surrounding area to guard the city, and also plundered the crops on the plain of the king's city, and used all of them as army rations.

It is extravagantly hoped that the king's city can be defended before the Zhuyue reinforcements arrive!
Extravagant hopes are extravagant hopes after all, spies confuse people's hearts, people in the city change their minds, gentry officials and retainers and guests are often attacked and slaughtered by the old, weak, women and children who help defend the city.

So much so that when they went up to the city wall to inspect, it made the gentry and officials feel chills down their spines, and all the attention that should be placed outside the city was also used to guard against the common people around them.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the royal city is already difficult to defend, and the gentry and officials are not of one mind. More and more people who are not willing to sit and wait for death, take advantage of their status and position, open the city gate at night, and flee with their families.

Even the remaining gentry ministers who have not escaped, do not know what they are thinking, do they want to be buried for the ancient country of Panyu?
Or do you plan to wait for the rebels to kill them, wait for the opportunity to open the door and sacrifice the city, in order to pay off the crime?

Even get the status of being promoted?

"Uncle, my nephew deserves to die... let Yaodi be killed by a traitor... my nephew deserves to die..."

In the Xiangguo Mansion in Panyu, the soldier hugged the headless body of his brother, and prostrated himself at the feet of the white-haired old man with sunken eyes, crying and pleading guilty.

The white-haired old man had no joy or sorrow on his face, he just stared blankly at the headless corpse, and then suddenly coughed violently after a long while.

The coughing was so painful that it seemed to cough up all the internal organs.

The Jiashi nephew hurriedly put down the corpse, got up and stroked the old man's chest.

"Cough, cough, cough...the rebel army will arrive at the city tomorrow night at the latest...cough cough...you escort the clansmen out of the city tonight, escape!"

The old man asked intermittently while coughing.

The nephew of the Jia family was overjoyed when he heard the words, but it was not honorable to run away before the battle, so he suppressed the joy on his face and sighed: "Alright, with your talents, uncle, no matter which country you go to, you can be the best!" Qing..."

"Ahem, let's go."

The old man waved his hand to interrupt the nephew's conversation, his mood was weak but he said firmly: "As the Prime Minister of the country, I have no reason to abandon the country and flee...you go, go by yourself~!"

The nephew's face froze, his lips opened and closed as if to persuade him, but at the end of the murmur, he just sighed, and tears fell from his eyes again.

There is nothing more sad than this when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed!

……

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun jumps over the ridgeline, radiating heat and dispelling the morning mist.

In Panyu Wangcheng, one mile outside the South Pass, the grass-green formation of the rebel army gradually emerged from the dissipating mist.

And as the mist dissipated, the rebel formation also dispersed.

Before the cavalry came out, they rode their horses around the moat to investigate, and more rebels began to cut trees and build siege equipment.

beep-

woohoo-

The warning horns and conchs resounded over Panyu Wangcheng at the same time.

The gentry and officials hurriedly put on their clothes, surrounded by a new king of Panyu who was only [-] or [-] years old, climbed to the Guanlou of Nancheng, and watched the rebels outside the city.

The young new king roughly counted and found that the rebels only had more than 6000 people, definitely less than [-].

"Hoo~!"

The young new king let out a long breath, as if a big stone had fallen from his heart.

More than 6000 young and strong rebels are certainly difficult to defeat.

But with these 6000 young and strong rebels, it seems unrealistic to want to invade the royal city.

Therefore, he, the new king, can probably do it for a few more days!

But when he was feeling rejoicing, the old Xiangguo with sunken eyes quietly said: "The vanguard army has six or seven thousand people, and the main force of the follow-up rebel army may be more than [-]..."

The young new king suddenly trembled, and said in shock: "Father Xiang, this...is this just the vanguard of the rebel army?!"

The old Xiangguo nodded silently.

The young new king seemed unwilling to believe the reality, and turned to other gentry officials for proof.

But the response he got was also a silent nod, or even a sad nod!

thump—

beep--

The faint sound of war drums and horns came from farther south.

Those with sharp eyes and ears can already see from a distance that behind the vanguard of the rebel army, there is a thin grass-green line advancing rapidly here!
dong dong dong-

beep-

sternly-

The sound of war drums and horns came from far to near, and another sound mixed with it could be clearly heard, which was extremely fierce and aggressive.

The three voices complement each other, and the majesty and solemnity of hearing it is terrifying.

The grass-green thin line also reveals the main body in the eyes of everyone.

It was the army formation of the rebels, and it was indeed above [-]. Accompanied by the majestic drums and horns gradually approaching the royal city, there was a sense of terror and oppression that made people unable to breathe!

"wind!"

"wind!!"

"Great wind~!!!"

The rebel army stopped within a mile of the king's city, and the whole army shouted three times, shaking the sky.

All the beasts were frightened away, and the birds flew wildly, a doomsday scene!
The drums and horns ceased.

The shouting stopped.

Inside and outside the royal city, between heaven and earth, suddenly fell into silence!

The silence is even more suffocating and depressing!
"Gudu~!"

On the tower, the young new king swallowed hard, and said to the old Xiangguo in a trembling voice: "Father...Father...what can I do, what can I do~?!"

Those who were frightened were not only the young new king, but more than half of the nobles and officials around him turned pale.

Leaving aside the combat strength of the rebel army under the city, such a terrifying power was never possessed by the armies of the Six Nations.

Show the enemy your power, boost the morale of the enemy, win three points before the battle!
The old and weak women and children crowded the city wall, watching the silent rebel army formation outside the city, it was a battle between two groups, and there were probably not a few people who were scared to urinate.

But when they remembered what they had heard people talk about in recent days, and realized that their father, brother and children were also among the rebels who attacked the royal city, the fear in their hearts was reduced by more than half!

Afterwards, the old and weak women and children who calmed down a little, began to cast their eyes on the tower, intentionally or unintentionally.

Tianshen has already led his father, brother and son to kill, and no one wants to work for the Panyu court.

They have seen the prototypes of the new farm tools taught by the gods.

They have also seen the high-yield grain seeds bestowed by the gods.

A life of sufficient food and clothing is beckoning to them...but in the middle, they block the dying beast of the Panyu court.

This dying beast not only prevented them from running towards the life they dreamed of, but also threatened them to confront their loved ones with swords!
If he wants to live with ample food and clothing, and wants to reunite with his father, brother and children, he can only let this mortal beast die completely, behead its head and cut it into seventeen or eighth sections...

The eyes of old and weak women and children looking at the gate tower became more and more unkind!
And at the gate tower, the pale-faced gentry officials looked at the young new king with increasingly unkind eyes.

Someone even quietly pressed the hilt of the sword and moved closer to the young new king!
As long as the new king can be captured and dedicated to the gods who lead the rebel army, not only can the meritorious deeds be redeemed, and the family and relatives can be saved, but perhaps the title mentioned in the persuading letter can be obtained, and the privilege of being a scholar can continue to be enjoyed!
choke-

The old Xiangguo suddenly pulled out his sword and looked at the young new king.

The young new king shrank his neck in fright, and said in horror: "Father Xiang, you... what are you going to do?"

Old Xiangguo looked at the terrified young boy, and couldn't help showing a trace of pity on his face, but then he said coldly: "Come here, put on the armor for the king!"

As soon as he gave an order, eunuchs and attendants immediately stepped forward with iron armor in their hands to dress the young new king.

Seeing that he didn't intend to kill himself, the young new king felt a little more at ease, so he didn't know, so he asked: "Father Xiang, do you want the lonely king to supervise the battle at the top of the city, as an example for the soldiers and people who defend the city?"

The old Xiangguo shook his head: "The army and the people are alienated from morality, and it is no longer possible to defend it. The ancient country of Panyu was destroyed, and it is only today...Do you want to be a prisoner?"

The young new king sadly shook his head: "I don't want to."

But this is no longer claiming to be the lonely king.

The old Xiangguo said indifferently: "It's very kind, then follow the minister to die and follow the ancestors of Panyu!"

As he said that, his cloudy and deep-set eyes suddenly became fierce, sweeping away all the nobles and officials present one by one.

Those who are ready to move, feel ashamed in their hearts, all avoid their eyes and dare not make eye contact with them.

But the one who sacrificed his life for righteousness met the old Xiangguo's eyes, with only determination in his eyes.

"Follow me out of the city and face the rebels~!"

After the old Xiangguo said a word, he took the young new king with a sword in one hand and walked quickly down the city wall.

Those who sacrifice their lives for justice stride to keep up.

As for those who didn't keep up, no one paid any attention to them...

Later, the south gate of Panyu Wangcheng will be opened!

A small army consisting of hundreds of cavalry and two to three hundred infantry rushed out of the city gate and went straight to the rebel formation one mile away.

Standing on the city wall and watching, it is like an ant hitting a lying elephant. The picture is inexplicably absurd.

But the gentry and officials who stayed on the tower watched this absurd scene and burst into tears!
……

At the same time, the rebels were in the formation.

Ying Zheng and Qin Mo held binoculars and watched the hundreds of Panyu troops charging towards them, but they were full of black question marks.

"Aiqing, what is the intention of the Panyu court to send this army?"

"I... I don't know..."

Qin Mo shook his head hesitantly, but in his mind, there seemed to be such a scene when the Qin army pushed the clans of the Six Kingdoms to the end.

At that time, he was either a soldier, an officer, or a leading lieutenant!
The past is vivid, and now it is happening again!

boom boom-

Without Qin Mo's command, a team of 500 soldiers rushed out from the Tieshan army in the front line to take the initiative to face the hundreds of Panyu troops who were charging to the death.

There was no suspense in the battle. Thunderbolt bombs exploded one after another, turning hundreds of Panyu knights on their backs, and also blowing up the Panyu infantry formation, and then harvesting heads until the last person was beheaded...

No one surrendered from the beginning to the end...

Even the young new king died in battle while crying unwillingly...

Ying Zheng seemed to have realized something, put down the binoculars and said to the guards behind him: "The other generation is loyal, collect the corpses, and bury them with honor!"

"Here."

Thousands of imperial guards bowed their hands to take orders.

Ying Zheng turned and said indifferently: "After the city is broken, the family and relatives of the other generation will be arrested, except for the uneducated children, all will be punished with lifelong hard labor, and there will be no pardon!"

The thousand generals of the Imperial Guard once again bowed their hands: "Here."

Ying Zheng finally looked at Qin Mo, and asked, "Is this going to hinder Aiqing's grand plan of using troops to govern?"

Qin Mo shook his head and said, "No problem, it should be like this."

It is respectable to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, but the most commendable thing is that these Panyu gentry officials who were determined to die did not drag the old, weak, women and children to be buried with them.

It is also due to give some respect.

He had seen a lot back then, those nobles from the six countries urged the people around them to go to hell together!
Of course...it is also possible that these Panyu gentry officials can no longer command the old, weak, women and children in the city...

Qin Mo's thoughts turned suddenly, because at this time, the south gate of the Panyu King City, which was opened, not only did not close, but a large number of old and weak women and children poured out.

Among them were many gentry officials with top helmets and armor, and there was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. They just rushed out and threw away the weapons in their hands.

Then, facing the rebel army formation, crawled by the moat, expressing surrender!

"call……"

Seeing this scene, Qin Mo and Ying Zheng couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

The recruiting officer of the Huotou army has made a great contribution this time, otherwise the siege of the city in a step-by-step manner may take a long time and produce many variables.

Now that Panyu Wangcheng has surrendered without a fight, there is plenty of time to deal with the armies of the six nations!
……

Later, a Huotou army recruiter mixed among the old and weak women and children came straight to the army to explain the situation in the city, and was personally received by Ying Zheng and Qin Mo.

"Report to the Sun God Emperor...Qin Tianshen...the royal city has really surrendered...there are no resistance soldiers in the city!"

The gray-bearded old soldier said with trepidation but could not hide his joy.

(End of this chapter)