One hundred thousand besieged rebels collapsed in one day, those who fled in rout, those who surrendered surrendered, and the gloom of Quanzhou City disappeared.
Out of caution, the war readiness was not completely lifted. The gates of the outer city were still strictly controlled, and no one could enter or leave at will without permission from the Department of Comfort.
However, martial law has been relaxed in the city, people no longer need to be confined at home, and market shops have resumed business.
Upon hearing that His Highness King Yan was coming, many people came to greet him, calling friends, old and young, looking forward to seeing the majestic figure of the successor of the empire with their own eyes.
A main street, from Deji Gate to the south gate of Luocheng Town, and then from the south gate of the town to Chongyang Gate of Zicheng, was three feet wide and four miles long, which was later known as Zhongshan Road.
Both sides of the street are planted with Erythrina japonica, which is three to four feet high. If it is in flowering season, you can see the clouds all over the city, and the red flowers are as bright as fire. Therefore, Quanzhou City is also called the City of Erythrina japonica.
At this time, there are no flowers on the treetops, but they are full of black pods. Under the trees, there are crowds of people, including many Tibetan people with different skin colors who are also looking forward to it.
Quanzhou is indeed the largest port in the East, and even the largest port in the world, but it is located in the southeast and far away from the Central Plains, and no real emperor has ever visited it.
Although there are thousands of clans living in the city now, how can they compare with the future emperor who will dominate the entire empire.
What's more, King Yan is quite legendary, his talent is unparalleled in the world, and his poems are popular in the world and have become a must-have repertoire in Goulanwashe, even worse than Liu Sanbian back then.
He also has the miraculous ability to turn stone into gold, and he can easily manage several valuable industries, attracting wealthy gentry from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to flock to buy shares.
From time to time, we launch some surprising new things, setting off a trend.
That's all. I didn't expect that he was actually very good at military affairs. He bravely saved Quanzhou with only three thousand soldiers and horses. In front of him, a hundred thousand thieves were just chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.
And after he comes to Quanzhou, he will inevitably bring about huge changes, whether good or bad, which are closely related to everyone in this city.
Therefore, even if the government did not publicize or organize it, it still attracted the attention of almost the entire city and people spontaneously gathered on the streets where King Yan entered the city.
High-rise buildings and pavilions along the street, or restaurants and tea shops, or houses with wooden roofs, or other businesses, or even private residences. Any place where you can have a high view of the street has become a hot commodity, and you have to spend several or dozens of dollars. A big price can be paid to get one.
The people occupying it were all wealthy merchants, gentry, government officials and the like who were not qualified to go to the pier to welcome him. They set up banquets, summoned female courtesans to accompany them, talked loudly about the situation at hand, and waited leisurely.
Ordinary people could not afford the money, so they could only crowd on both sides of the street, supporting old people, carrying children, holding their wives and daughters tightly, standing on tiptoes, craning their necks, and looking south.
Some idle men and scoundrels were squeezing in and out of the crowd, and soon there were a few purses in their hands that someone didn't know who had touched them. If they met a beautiful young lady, they would definitely wipe them with oil. It's a little cheap, and from time to time it arouses jealousy and scolding.
There are also countless small merchants and hawkers, carrying baskets and burdens carrying food, soup, drinks and the like, moving around and selling eagerly, adding to the excitement.
Such a scene does not look like a city that has just escaped from the siege of thieves. It can only be said that the Chinese people's ability to adapt is too strong.
Except for a few government archers, most of the people who blocked the crowds and maintained order were servants from high-ranking families in the city.
This is mainly because there are few soldiers in the city, and the city defense needs to be maintained. There are tens of thousands of captured thieves outside the city who have to be guarded by troops to avoid further trouble.
After waiting for a long time, some people inevitably became anxious.
"The sun is almost setting. Why hasn't His Highness Prince Yan come yet? Could there be something wrong?"
"If anything goes wrong, even if you encounter the remaining bandits, Your Highness can easily eliminate them."
"It is said that Your Highness is the reincarnation of Marshal Zhao Gong, who can drive thunder, lightning, and call for wind and rain. His subordinates are also divine soldiers and generals. The thunderous thunder outside Nanguan and Linzhang gates in the morning is proof. How can mere thieves hinder His Highness's journey? ?」
"Ah! That drought thunder was so ferocious that it shook people's hearts and minds. All the dust on the roof beams was shaken off. But it turned out to be the magical power of His Highness King Yan. When I see His Highness, I have to worship him. Please The business is booming... The imprisoned thieves have besieged the city, causing us to have no income for several days, and the family will be in trouble."
"Haha, Guo Si, you still have to pray to the God of Wealth to make a living with your needle and thread skills? It's not too shabby..."
"If Zhao Gongming really came to this world, wouldn't King Yan be eight feet long, with a black face and thick beard, wearing a helmet and armor, holding an iron whip, and coming astride a black tiger?"
"Definitely not. What Tianhuang nobles pay attention to is a person who is elegant and elegant. How can he be like a vulgar martial artist? I think King Yan must be cool, handsome, gentle and elegant."
"Hey, what's there to argue about? We'll find out when King Yan arrives. How about we pounce on it?"
"I'm afraid you are just kidding. King Yan is so noble, how can he show his face so easily? We are lucky to be able to see his chariot. We don't even think about seeing his true appearance."
People on the roadside were talking nonsense, and people upstairs who claimed to have some status were also talking about Zhenghuan, but they had more information and paid more attention to more realistic topics.
"Our temple in Quanzhou is big or small, but I don't know if it can withstand the torment of King Yan, the giant Buddha..."
"It is said that the King of Yan has a very cruel temperament, and he does not take the ancestral tradition into consideration at all. The scholar-bureaucrats will kill as many as they say. This chaos in central Fujian will definitely kill people with their heads flowing like rivers of blood. Hey, I really don’t know how many people there will be. People are going to be implicated.”
"Do you know why King Yan's army arrived in the morning, but he still hasn't entered the city?... It's not for other reasons. It's because he personally led people to Fashi early in the morning and attacked Pu Baguan's house. In the middle of the war, the whole Pu family was slaughtered. Tsk tsk, Pu Baguan was the number one merchant in Tibet. He owned hundreds of ships and had a net worth of at least thousands of dollars. All of this fell into the hands of King Yan. There were many other Tibetan merchants in the bag, and King Yan made a big profit..."
"This King of Yan is good at amassing money, and he must love money very much, but if he does this, he is killing the goose to obtain the eggs. It is really unwise. After this incident, there will be no Tibetan merchants who dare to trade in the future. I am afraid that Quanzhou will be depressed from now on. .”
"As far as I know, the Pu family is one of the main persons responsible for this chaos. Doesn't it deserve to end up like this?"
"Haha, if a merchant from the Pu family can do business well, he will not risk the disapproval of the world. He was forced by the King of Yan. The trade with the Goryeo and Japanese countries was all monopolized by the King of Yan, and he went to Nanyang. How can we let the fat go? Instead of just waiting for King Yan to harvest it, we might as well strike first and gain the upper hand."
"That's understandable. It's just that in order to make such a decisive move, they must be fully prepared and go all out. But they have even done such a thing as attacking Quanzhou City, but why didn't they set up a plan for King Yan, and instead let him rush into Quanzhou with a light force?"
"Hey, who said they didn't attack King Yan? This siege of Quanzhou was actually to lure King Yan into taking the bait. King Yan is quite courageous. He just ordered a few thousand soldiers and horses and dared to come south... They A total of more than 20,000 people were sent to ambush and intercept King Yan... It's not that King Yan was not blocked, but he was defeated by King Yan, or completely annihilated. That's why no news came back at all, and people like the Pu family were caught off guard... "
"Hiss... Could it be that King Yan is still resurrected and possessed by Sun Wu? If the 20,000 people are grass bandits, it goes without saying, but I have also seen the private soldiers on the Pu family's ship. They are all brave and tough people. They are on the sea I don’t know how many lives I have taken and how much blood I have drunk. It is said that many of the generals recruited from the Great Food Country have fought through battles. Besides, there are regular troops like the Left Wing Army, so why are they..."
"In our Great Song Dynasty, it is nothing to be so capable of fighting. With the family method of using civility to control military force, even Di Wuxiang and Yue Wumu couldn't do anything, but that was King Yan, and that was our Great Song Dynasty. How can we control the future officials? I don’t know. After the Song Dynasty, martial men will rule the country, and the literati of our generation can only stay humble and become maids and concubines..."
It can be said that at this time, the literati Lin generally did not have a good impression of King Yan. Even if they were not directly involved in the chaos, it did not mean that they had no objections to King Yan. When they talked about King Yan in private, they basically did not say anything about it. What good things can be said.
These people themselves have not
He had the courage to oppose King Yan with practical actions, but he still implicitly sided with the rebel power. Even if he could not do anything substantial, he would at least lower the reputation of King Yan.
In the midst of the discussion, the noise on the south side of the street suddenly died down and was replaced by waves of neat footsteps, which sounded like a person walking out, but it was amplified countless times.
"Come on, come on, King Yan is finally here..."
The people were refreshed and looked southward.
The first thing that catches the eye is not the various ceremonial guards that everyone expected. At first glance, they are just ordinary troops marching in formation, but upon closer inspection, there is nothing unusual at all.
From a distance, I only felt that the armor light was a bit dazzling. When I got closer, I realized that the queue was extremely neat. There were ten people in each row, and there were two square formations in front and back of a hundred people. They were horizontally, vertically and diagonally. It was a straight line no matter how you looked at it.
The marching speed of the phalanx was not fast. The soldiers in the formation held their chests and heads high, holding spears under their armpits with both hands. The cold-light spear points pointed diagonally at the sky in front of them. When they took steps, they raised their legs together like a wave and stepped down decisively. As if a giant drum was beaten, another neat wave started again, and it started over and over again.
This pace has a strange rhythm, which seems to beat in the hearts of every viewer around. It is so dizzying and shocking that many people even forget to take a breath.
There were only two hundred people, but it seemed like a thousand troops, or a steel giant, bringing strong intimidation and oppression to everyone. .
Invincible army!
Such an idea suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.
Some people originally expressed doubts about King Yan's killing of tens of thousands of rebels, but at this moment they all disappeared.
Not far behind the two infantry phalanxes, there was a huge cavalry phalanx. There were more than a hundred armored cavalry, which was definitely unprecedented in Quanzhou.
There are also no complicated ceremonial guards, only a simple and plain black recognition flag with a golden word "Yan" written on it.
The horses have different colors, but they are all five feet tall at the shoulders. They are very handsome. The knights on the horses all wear terrifying face armor, with firm eyes shooting out of the holes, like gods and demons. There are even fresh blood stains on the armor. Murderous.
