Rebellion is not out of the question, but you, the king, are wise and mighty at least.
As a result, after his mother ascended the throne, she suffered defeats one after another, and bad news came one after another.
This immediately confused all the heroes like them, especially this time during the Northern Expedition.
Everyone originally thought they had a chance to win, but they were blocked by a group of Imperial Guard cavalry.
If it weren't for the Eight Immortals who crossed the sea and showed their magical powers, they would have escaped with their lives.
As a result, this time he came back and let that bastard Zhu Men chop up a good brother.
If this horse-riding man were in the arena, General Gu's old brothers would have fought with him shoulder to shoulder.
But the problem is that at that time, the surroundings were surrounded by soldiers and horses of the Zhu family.
After the other party killed Lao Gu, they also separated them vigilantly. If anything happened, their brothers would be chopped into minced meat and fed to the dogs.
"Think of a way to see if there is a chance to escape from Suzhou City."
One of the heroes who was appointed as the infantry commander stood up, straightened his armor, said angrily, and walked out of the room.
After the remaining few looked at each other in disbelief, they tacitly agreed not to express an opinion. They wanted to see if the hero could find an opportunity to escape first.
Of course, there are some people who are quite satisfied with their current status and can't let go of their current status as generals of the Great Wu Kingdom.
After a whole night, most of the defeated Wu soldiers who fled in all directions returned to Suzhou.
With the curfew announced by Wu King Zhu Meng, the entire city of Suzhou became even more deserted. Except for a large number of patrolling soldiers, almost no people dared to show their faces at this time.
The imperial army was stationed about thirty miles away from Suzhou City, preparing to move forward early the next morning.
But tonight, a corner of the camp seemed extremely busy.
At this moment, densely packed torches illuminated the place brightly, and dozens of light-colored silk cloths were spread out on the ground.
At this moment, Gao Zhang was directing the servants of the Gao family, each picking up a "pen" that was about the size of a mop...
Well, actually these are mops, but since they are used for writing, it is not illegal to call them pens.
Just like the bow made by me is still ridiculed as a pole bow, it is not impossible to call this pen a mop pen.
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Liu Fa and several other generals looked at Gao Zhang with obvious expressions on their faces, and then looked at the long stretches of silk.
The content above is not complicated, just like what is written on one of the white silk pieces. "People in Suzhou, don't be afraid. The imperial court only punishes the red thieves and their associates."
The big characters on another banner read. "If Zhu Meng is captured and killed, the reward will be one hundred thousand dollars and one hundred acres of fertile land."
Yes, there are banners like this here. Some of them have been written and are hanging there. After they are dry, they will be put away until they are needed.
There are several long bamboo poles, and the handwriting is as big as a washbasin, which is enough for myopia to see clearly even from a stone's throw away.
Cai Laoliu, who had finally managed to catch up with the large army, looked at these banners and couldn't help but move closer to Gao Zhang and whispered in a low voice.
"Senior brother, do these things you tinker with really work?"
Gao Zhang chuckled, glanced sideways at the Qilin son of the Cai family, and patiently explained.
"It will definitely work. After all, my Song Dynasty has a literacy rate of 8%. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't waste so much energy tinkering with these things."
Gao Zhang remembered that he had read an article saying that the literacy rate in the Song Dynasty was 8%.
Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Gao Zhang knew at least one thing. For example, in Bianliang, Tokyo, the literacy rate was far above 8%.
Even waiters and shop assistants who work in various shops will have no difficulty in recognizing three to five hundred common words.
Suzhou City is also a first-tier city in the Song Dynasty. It is an area with a very developed commodity economy, and the literacy rate is naturally not low.
What's more, in the land of Jiangnan, there are many literary talents. Even ordinary people still have a certain reading ability.
Gao Zhang had been mingling with these state soldiers and rural soldiers these days, so he naturally asked about the situation in this regard.
Farming and reading are traditional projects in the Jiangnan area, so the literacy rate here is no less than that in Bianliang, Tokyo, at least 20%.
This is why Gao Zhang decided to issue these surrender notices.
If you want to distribute leaflets, you have to find a bookshop to print them, which is too troublesome.
The important thing is that those leaflets still need to be sent into the city and scattered, or they should be shot into the city with arrows.
But in this way, only a few people can pick up and read the flyers.
But if so, I would directly let the defenders on the city see these surrender notices.
Haha, let the Zhu family's rebel soldiers understand that as long as they are not the direct descendants of the Zhu family's gang who have done many evil things.
The imperial court will forget the blame, and even if they kill the direct descendants of the Zhu family, they will be able to get rid of the crime and even get a reward from the imperial court.
"General Liu, do you think the Zhuang Yuan Gong can use these things?"
A general standing next to Liu Fa raised his hand and scratched his head, asking in a low voice.
Liu Fa smacked his mouth. Although he was quite dissatisfied in his heart, he still said something beautiful.
"The strategy of attacking the heart can naturally be used. Besides, even if it doesn't work, there is no loss."
If it is really useful, it will really be a huge profit. After all, although the Zhu family's thief army has been defeated.
However, the opponent still has a large number of people and is now even more huddled in Suzhou City.
With the few soldiers and horses on hand, it is impossible to launch a siege.
So if this twelve-year-old child prodigy wants to do it, let him do it. After all, he is still a child, even if his intelligence and planning are far above ordinary people.
But it is not incomprehensible to occasionally deviate from the norm. As a child, it doesn't matter if you mess around, as long as you don't joke with the lives of your soldiers.
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Gao Zhang looked at the high officials who were writing slogans seriously. Among them was Li Bangyan, a long-term official with the government establishment. He was also writing with a mop pen and sweating all over his head. .
Presumably, this one of the "Six Thieves of the Northern Song Dynasty" in another historical time and space can only do dirty work every day and is in a very bad mood.
But so what? If it weren't for me, you would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and countless people would poke your spine and scold you for the rest of your life.
After all, I can be regarded as your savior.
Li Bangyan, who was sweating profusely while writing, turned his head and saw the prodigy champion who had trained himself to death showing a friendly smile towards him.
Shengsheng was so frightened that he almost dropped the mop pen in his hand to the ground.
(End of chapter)
