There was a loud killing sound in the Marshal's Mansion.
The same is true outside the Marshal's house. Someone set fires everywhere, and the smoke filled the air, blocking the view. Under the firelight and thick smoke, more than a hundred people with disheveled hair and shirtless bodies could be vaguely seen, shouting slogans and pushing a huge rammer that they got from nowhere, and were about to hit the door. The more numerous soldiers could not restrain their temper and already held their swords in their mouths and raised the ladders high. The archers at the back rained arrows wildly, covering them as they scrambled forward and scaled the high wall of the Marshal's Mansion.
After all, this is the central capital of the Great Jin Kingdom. The Jurchens seem to be dying long ago, but their strength seems to be able to squeeze out a little more. Perhaps the dignity of the Jurchens did not allow them to endure repeated humiliations; or perhaps, after being massacred by the Mongols, they were suppressed by a powerful Han minister, which made them lose their minds.
They rushed forward, and for a moment, the momentum was astonishing.
But it falls in the eyes of people with real military experience. This is just a mindless attack based on bravery. As long as they survive one wave, they will collapse immediately.
Above the main entrance of the Marshal's Mansion, Dong Jin stands holding a bow. The arrows fired by the rebels under the city whizzed past his side and even his ears. Dong Jin straightened his bow and shot back.
In the darkness, neither side could shoot accurately, and his arrow missed. But he didn't care, and turned to his subordinates: "If we repel this wave, the Jurchens will not have the courage. When all the troops enter the city at dawn, they will all be dead one by one!"
The subordinate held the knife and turned around to look inside the mansion: "I'm just afraid that the marshal's side..."
"Don't worry. No matter who is causing trouble in the palace, no matter how many of them there are, they are looking for death in front of the marshal personally." Dong Jin took aim confidently for a while, and then fired another arrow. The arrow passed through a few wisps of smoke and hit the face of a soldier who was trying to climb up the wall, causing him to scream and fall down.
More than a hundred steps away from Dong Jin's position, He Shi Lie and He Shou were running back and forth, directing his troops to move forward. Because he was too hot from running, he dropped his helmet and untied his armor and stomach. He only held a long knife to yell and supervise the battle.
Standing in their queue, I felt that my side was crowded with people, and the momentum was like a black cloud pressing over the city, which could crush the Marshal's Mansion at any time.
Dozens of steps behind Heshi Lieheshou, someone looked at Pusanduan with admiration: "My lord, what a wonderful plan! There is chaos in the marshal's house! The person who ordered the navy fleet really still loves me, Dajin!"
The servant wears his helmet and armor and stands proudly. He was indeed old. After standing for a moment wearing twenty kilograms of armor, his legs felt weak and he could only rely on the spear in his hand for strength. But after hearing this kind of compliment, Pu Sanduan had no interest in paying any attention to it.
The Ding Navy is not really monolithic. When Dajin was at its peak, why didn't it swallow up mountains and rivers? Moreover, the famous ministers and generals in the house were from the same clan and were close relatives to each other. However, they still fought each other to the death for their own interests, causing the stars to wither.
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The rise of Ding Haijun has only lasted two or three years, and the origins of its various departments are so complicated. It is not difficult to find some useful people among them for a very high-status and prestigious figure like Pu Sanduan. What's more, the Pusan family also made money through maritime smuggling back then, and their understanding of maritime situations is no worse than anyone else's.
Guo Ning's Dinghai navy has always relied on allocating acres of land as bait to make the soldiers feel at ease and be driven by others. The problem is that the situations on land and at sea are completely different, and the means that are suitable for land may not be suitable for sea.
On land, when soldiers go out, they serve as soldiers, and when they enter, they serve as people. If they are not fighting, they are digging in the soil for food. Those despicable people got a few acres of thin farmland, and they all burst into tears, wishing they could die for Guo Ning.
But the horizons and ideas of people at sea are much broader.
Ding Haijun's maritime trade routes spanned huge trade routes from multiple forces. Under Guo Ning's operation over the past few years, the profits generated can be regarded as gold and silver, which is greater than the profits of the Wanyan clan's smuggling of luxury goods in the past. , more than ten times bigger? Seeing so much money and gains, are the soldiers really not moved at all?
Traveling on the sea with the Ding Navy fleet, there were also many maritime merchants from the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty, and the money they earned was really put into their own pockets. Who said that the captains of the navy should not follow the same example?
In the past few years, the crew members of Dinghai Navy have witnessed so many ways to make money, and many people's appetites have been whetted. Although they are making money for Guo Ning, they also gradually have the means to make money privately. As the scale of maritime trade expanded, many interests fell into their hands.
Originally, Guo Ning's control over the fleet was very rough. As long as they completed the tasks assigned by the military government and did not demand anything else, no one would mind at all. But before that, the Song Dynasty suddenly blocked the grain trade, which almost made Ding Haijun embarrassed. So Guo Ning began to think about the future of maritime trade and began to reorganize the fleet to deal with various situations that were likely to occur in the future.
As a result, many things that were originally rough will need to be refined, and things in the mold will need to be clear. Some leaders who had privately placed their family papers in manors in various places had to gather them back and live together in accordance with the new requirements of Ding Haijun.
For low-level sailors, this is all necessary, and many people regard it as preferential treatment, which is indeed welcome. But for some leaders who are gradually gaining strength and trading with the Southern Dynasty... I have already seen the colorful world, why do I still miss the more than 100 acres of land given to me by the military government? I have become accustomed to the freedom of the sea, and suddenly the chain is tightened. How could I be happy?
There are many people who hold this idea, and their opinions on the military government are like an undercurrent.
At this time, several cronies sent by Pusanduan came up with a solution. They took advantage of the fact that Ding Haijun's fleet traveled intensively between Zhigu Village and Tongzhou to transport grain and supplies, and took advantage of it to find available people.
Although the leaders are extraordinary at sea, when it comes to recruiting, buying, coercing, and intimidating methods, how can they compare with the skills that Zhongdu Guwei has accumulated over decades? Pusanduan's cronies spent several months and finally contacted about a hundred people in extremely secretive ways, with the intention of making it work at a specific moment.
This resulted in the current situation.
However, can this situation really lead to victory?
Heshi Lieheshou charged forward several times to kill, but all around him he saw his own soldiers pushing up the ladder. The soldiers climbed up one after another, and then were killed one by one on the wall by the wolf-like and tiger-like elites of the Ding Navy. He heard the noise in the Marshal's Mansion suddenly rise to a high level, and then slowly decrease again. He found that the car that had been hidden and reassembled with great difficulty was lit by torches dropped by the defenders from a high place.
The Jurchens who were responsible for knocking on the door dispersed in a hurry. Then, at the urging of Heshi Lieheshou, they removed pillars from nearby houses. Dozens of people held the pillars side by side and tried to knock on the door again. On the way, they were shot down by condescending bows and arrows. Shooting randomly. After several people died one after another, the timid ones lost the pillars and ran away, while the bold ones couldn't hold up the thick beams and had to return in embarrassment.
How can there be any hope of winning in such a situation?
Guo Ning is still entangled, so we can't attack the Marshal's Mansion. If those leaders can't kill Guo Ning, then if the evil tiger frees his hand, wouldn't this little strength of his own be destroyed with just one strike?
Heshi Lieheshou suddenly became frustrated. He turned back at a faster speed and panted to Pusan: "There are not enough manpower at all! We have to go to Zhang Xingjian and ask him to send people to help. Don't make trouble outside. Those common people, it’s useless!”,
"Zhang Xingjian? Why is this old man here?"
Pusanduan laughed loudly: "That old man just wants us to die!"
"What?" Heshi Lieheshou couldn't believe his ears.
Pu Sanduan said nothing. He struggled to hold the spear, his eyes were bright, and he stepped forward.
He was a veteran of the four dynasties of the Kingdom of Jin. He grew up when the Kingdom of Jin was at its peak and participated in several foreign wars before and after the Kingdom of Jin. Now that he is old, the old injuries caused by years of military service are tormenting him every day. The Jurchen generals of his generation had completely withered to the point where not a single one was left, and there were very few successors available.
He tossed and turned for many nights, thinking about how to reverse this situation.
The idea that finally came to mind was nothing more than this.
The battle in front of you is likely to be lost. This small amount of troops outside cannot suppress the Dinghai navy's garrison; the gang leaders who suddenly rose up inside were just fooled by Pu Sanduan with money in these days. They have no fighting spirit and determination, and most of them are not Guo Ning. The opponent of the evil tiger.
But that's okay. There are so many Jurchens in Zhongdu. They shouldn't all be weak. Even if they can't defeat the Mongols, they can't be intimidated by these men who have been slaves for decades! There has to be a decent fight, even if the Jurchens in Zhongdu are dead, so what!
In the final analysis, Guo Ning has Guo Ning's thoughts, Zhang Xingjian has Zhang Xingjian's intentions, and Pusanduan also has his real purpose. His real purpose is not with Guo Ning at all, his purpose has been achieved!
The next thing to do is to have a fierce fight to attract Guo Ning's attention!
When Pusanduan personally entered the battle, the Jurchens' fear and wavering temporarily dissipated, and they suddenly became excited and stepped up their offensive.
The fierce killing sound reached the Marshal's Mansion, and Guo Ning listened.
After all, both sides were outnumbered. In order to prevent the enemy from rushing into the inner courtyard, Guo Ning could only fight and retreat. However, under his fierce fighting, the courage of those leaders continued to collapse, and now their threatening posture was in vain, and there seemed to be no more people who dared to challenge them.
This made Guo Ning feel a little disappointed. So he stretched out his arms, grabbed the bun of the man lying on the ground in front of him, and lifted it up.
This force was so strong that the head's hair, along with the entire scalp, was almost bloodyly torn off. He screamed miserably and kept saying: "Marshal, spare your life! Spare your life!"
Before he finished speaking, Guo Ning hit him with a knee, and all the teeth in his mouth flew out, and his eyes bulged out and turned bright red.
Guo Ning let go of his hand and let the man fall to the ground like mud.
He said to Xu Jin beside him: "The situation is not right... What are the Jurchens' plans? If they just want to take my life, this method is just child's play."
