"The emperor personally marched, a hundred thousand troops, hahaha..."
The person looking up to the sky and laughing in the lobby of Fugu County was a dark-faced man wearing a khaki silk robe. This man was as tall as Gao Yingxiang. But the big one is just a frame, not as strong and strong as "Gao Ruyue". The tall frame is only attached to a thin layer of skin and flesh, making it look very thin.
This dark and thin man is now the leader of the Shanxi No. 36 rebel king, Wang Jiayin, the "King of Fugu".
He was currently serving wine in the lobby of Fugu County Magistrate to welcome Gao Yingxiang.
Seeing Wang Jiayin laughing, Gao Yingxiang was a little puzzled, so he asked: "King Fugu, why are you laughing? That little emperor is a bit brave... Although we have tens of thousands of strong men, we are not elite soldiers after all."
Wang Jiayin waved his hand and said with a smile: "Gao Ruyue, you are a horse dealer. You still don't know enough about the hardships we have suffered in Shaanxi in recent years! Mr. E is a farmer..."
What does this have to do with horse trading and farming? Gao Yingxiang was confused.
Wang Jiayin shook his head again and said: "Gao Ruyue, do you know where we have suffered in Shaanxi in the past few years?"
Of course Gao Yingxiang knew that drought was the biggest problem, but he was rebelling against the imperial court now, not heaven. Of course, he could not throw the blame for Shaanxi to the Jade Emperor. So he said: "Of course the emperor is ignorant and the ministers are treacherous, the vassal kings are gathering together, the officials are greedy, and the scholar-bureaucrats are shameless!"
Wang Jiayin just shook his head and said with a smile: "How many wise kings have there been in the Ming Dynasty over the past two hundred years? Isn't it always like this? Moreover, there are so many corrupt officials and bastard princes in the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty. What about other places? Aren’t you going to force the people to rebel?”
He paused and sighed: "The Ming Dynasty is not good, but ordinary people who stutter will not take risks. And even if we people rebel, the soldiers from Yulin Town only need to come faster, and we will People have been beheaded a long time ago, so why is there such a big fuss?"
Yes, why don't the Yulin soldiers come?
Gao Yingxiang also found it strange that outside the border wall of Yulin was the territory of the Han tribe. Didn't the Han tribe have to be conquered by the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty? The Yulin soldiers had nothing to do, so why didn't they come to suppress them?
Wang Jiayin said with a smile: "Because there is also a famine in Yulin Town, and the soldiers have no food... They are all supported by the servants of the officials. If they are transferred to pay, they must be fed first." , but where can we find so much food? Without food distribution, those soldiers would have to mutiny!"
What Prince Fugu said is really reasonable!
In his previous life, Emperor Chongzhen tried his best to mobilize troops to serve the king because of the recent changes. As a result, the hungry soldiers in the five towns of Shaanxi rebelled one after another as soon as they started... Hungry! Why don't you wait to starve to death? When they were stationed in various places, it was difficult for them to unite and conspire. They rebelled in two places. Before they could cause serious trouble, they were suppressed by the servants of the generals in the five towns. But it doesn't work in one episode. How can a group of hungry border soldiers be suppressed by a few servants?
So Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others "joined the revolution"!
But Zhu Youjian learned well in this life and didn't let these hungry soldiers move at all... By staying at home, he could eat less and save food! Huang Taiji is here, Zhu Youjian goes to fight by himself!
Wang Jiayin doesn't know how powerful Chongzhen has become, and he is still looking at the little emperor with the old almanac! So he is not afraid of the 100,000 Beijing camp at all.
"If the little emperor's 100,000 troops don't come, it will be difficult for us to grow bigger," Wang Jiayin said firmly, "They are coming. With the barren and arid land of northern Shaanxi, can they afford the 100,000 Beijing camp? 100,000 How much food does the Beijing camp need to eat in a month? Where does it come from? Besides, there are thousands of ravines in northern Shaanxi. We can just find a ravine to hide in. Where can he find his 100,000-strong army? The 100,000-strong army is in northern Shaanxi. Dealing with them would cost 100,000 shi of military rations a month, not counting the loss of transportation along the way. If he couldn't win in a few months, the little emperor would have to run out of food and retreat...and in these few months Where can the food for the war come from? Shouldn't it be plucked from the mouths of ordinary people in Shaanxi and military households in the five towns?"
Gao Yingxiang nodded, and he really admired Wang Jiayin. Although this guy is an old farmer and may not have much knowledge, but everything he says makes sense. No wonder he can become the general leader of the 36th Route Heroes.
Wang Jiayin, the leader of the alliance, laughed and said: "Shaanxi has been suffering from drought for many years now. This is because God has not rewarded us with food, and it is also God's request that our Shaanxi people rebel against the Ming Dynasty! The court has no choice, not to mention a brave and foolhardy little emperor. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang comes back to life, what will happen?"
Yes, even if Zhu Yuanzhang is alive, he will not be able to solve the problem of starvation in Shaanxi... Oh, it should not be able to solve it!
When Gao Yingxiang took a breath and felt relieved, the monk Wang who greeted him at the gate of Fugu City this morning ran in out of breath. When he saw Wang Jiayin, he shouted loudly: "Chief Fugu King, something bad has happened, Zhu Youjian is here!"
"Zhu Youjian?" Wang Jiayin was stunned, "Where did he come from as a hero?"
Monk Wang stamped his feet: "Brother Leader, Zhu Youjian is the Dog Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"
"What?" Wang Jiayin stood up suddenly, "He has entered Shaanxi? How many soldiers and horses has he brought?"
Monk Wang shook his head, "It's not that we entered Shaanxi... but that we arrived outside Fugu City!"
"What?" Wang Jiayin's expression changed now, and his dark face turned pale with fright!
"How is it possible?" Gao Yingxiang was also a little confused. What happened to this little emperor getting wings? Why did you end up in Fugu?
"Then, then..." Wang Jiayin spoke a little awkwardly, "Military advisor, should we go out of the city to meet the enemy, or should we occupy the city and defend it?"
It was impossible to run, because Wang Jiayin had no time to transport the food piled up in Fugu City!
The food cannot be transported away, and the 50,000 to 60,000 rebels (including family members) concentrated in Fugu cannot stay even if they get into Huanglong Mountain!
"My brother is out of reach," Monk Wang said. "The little emperor cannot attack the city yet... Although he has arrived outside the city, he is on the territory of Shanxi Province across the Yellow River. Although it is not far to the east of Fugu City, But I can’t get over it for a while.”
Wang Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief—it was so scary! Does Monk Wang know how to speak? Can't he say it all at once?
Wang Jiayin, who had regained his composure, remembered that he had been a little timid just now and felt that he should be more brave, so he said to Gao Yingxiang: "Brother Gao Ruyue, let's go to the top of the city and see what the little emperor's 100,000 army is. Such!"
"Okay," Gao Yingxiang couldn't be timid and nodded immediately, "Then I will accompany my brother to the city to watch the battle."
Wang Jiayin said to Monk Wang again: "Military counselor, ask someone to call all the leaders in the city, and let's go to the top of the city to watch the formation. An army of 100,000 people...a rare sight!"
An army of 100,000 sounds scary, but Wang Jiayin is not afraid at all...because there is no food in northern Shaanxi! Not to mention the 100,000 Beijing camp from the east, even 100,000 hard-working Qin soldiers are not what northern Shaanxi can provide.
Therefore, the more soldiers and horses the little emperor brings, the harder it will be to last in northern Shaanxi!
...
"100,000? There is an army of 100,000 here?"
Wang Jiayin, who climbed to the top of Fugu City, glanced at the officers and soldiers slowly spreading out on the plains of a river valley on the other side of the Yellow River southwest of Fugu City, and was dumbfounded again. Where are 100,000? There is not even 10,000 people. It is only a few thousand people at full count, which is not more than half of the rebels in Fugu City!
With just such a small number of people, is this really the little emperor?
Oh, there were quite a lot of dragon flags... Wang Jiayin also worked as a recruiter in Yulin Town, so he recognized the flag. Placed on the beach on the east bank of the Yellow River, more than a mile away from the head of Fugu City, is indeed the dragon flag symbolizing the emperor.
But he still couldn't believe that it was the little emperor who came. There were too few people, right?
"Brother, look there... there seem to be a few wooden boats there!"
A leader under Wang Jiayin had a sharp eye and noticed several wooden boats on the river beach opposite. He didn't know where they were collected from. Around several wooden boats, there was a group of officers and soldiers wearing red uniforms, who seemed to be preparing to board the boats.
Are you going to cross the river? But how many wooden boats can we ferry at one time? Aren't you here to die? This little emperor turns out to really regard war as a child's play!
