Gucheng is an insignificant prince among the seventy-two princes in Beihai.
Dashang Foreign Service has five titles: Hou, Bo (Dian), Nan, Wei and Bangbo. It is divided into four princes and eight hundred princes. There are many princes, such as: Jizhou Hou, Binzhou Hou, Xizhou Hou, Marquis of Caozhou.
There are three internal titles: duke, marquis and uncle.
Not counting Wucheng King Huang Feihu, there was no such person in the Shang Dynasty in real history. There was only one Wucheng King during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and that was Jiang Shang of the Western Zhou Dynasty. Huang Feihu was a combination of Guan Er Ye and Jiang Shang when Lao Xu created it. The image of Taigong is a virtual character created through artistic processing.
Of all the external and internal medicines, there is only one who can be called the king, the King of Great Shang, Emperor Yi.
Wu Qi, the lord of Ji City, is the Ji City Guard who served as a foreigner in Northern Xinjiang. He may also be called: Ji Wei or Ji Wei Qi, whichever is fine.
Just like Chonghou Hu, Chonghou, Chonghu and Chonghouhu all call him different names based on their relationship with him, their superior and subordinate titles, and their different positions.
This is the class of Dashang. If someone comes over directly, faces Chonghouhu, and shouts Chonghouhu, or Chonghu, and you happen to be unable to explain your origin, you can see whether he is in a good mood or not. Well, for the sake of His Majesty, I will kill you directly and no one will feel sorry for you.
There was no law in this era to protect a "savage" who provoked the Marquis.
According to the reconnaissance rider's condescending observation, the entire Jiu City was in a bleak state.
Yuan Futong conquered the major princes who were unwilling to rebel with him. He had already fought a battle battle with the "disloyal" princes. In addition, when the surrendered princes newly joined the rebel family, they also had to submit a document. A large number of human animals were used for sacrifice.
Although Gu City did not have ten rooms and nine empty rooms, it also lost a lot of its population due to continuous wear and tear. Everyone in the city was in danger, and no one was willing to wander on the streets unless it was important.
The beasts are not picky about their food. As long as the amount of human sacrifice is large, it does not matter whether you use slaves or civilians to make up the amount. They are the most fair and will never distinguish the status of these dying people.
Just like when you go to the vegetable market to buy meat every day, someone will ask what the status of this piece of pork is in the pig pen? Can we observe the etiquette before and after meals every day?
I don’t know if this is the victory of civilization or the result of natural selection.
In the entire city, young and middle-aged men dominate, and most of them are young and middle-aged men.
There is also a very interesting point. The slaves did not die. It may be because people still need to do all the dirty work in the city. The guards of Jiu City did not dare to expect the civilians and nobles in the city to be willing to do these dirty things.
For a qualified slave-era city, the absence of slaves is like the steam era without internal combustion engines, and the digital era without chips. Slaves are like power tools, pushing the gears of the times forward like machinery.
The sons born to slaves will only be slaves. Only the slaves of the present will have the slaves of the future.
After all the slaves were sacrificed and died, who would be the next group of people to be exploited? With the current situation in the city, I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities to go out of the city to obtain new slaves in the future. New slaves cannot be obtained from the outside, and the city cannot be without people to do what slaves should do. The next person to be "eaten" will be Who could it be?
In this sick city, there are people who adhere to moral etiquette, but not many.
Most of those who dared to fight against the alien beasts and were unwilling to sacrifice their loved ones died under the first batch of butcher knives.
Mengchang still chose this place not only for supplies and a temporary place to stay, but also for the northern Xinjiang, which has strong folk customs and is one of the largest recruitment sites for fighting against foreigners. The civilians here were also happy to hear about the war.
What he was thinking about was how to awaken silent people. In his opinion, as long as they are human beings, they are born with a sense of resistance, just like them who led their troops into the outer North Sea.
Enlisting people with lofty ideals to join and expand the size of the army will have a chance to compete with Yuan Futong in terms of military power.
As long as there are gentlemen in this city who dare to stand up to Yuan Futong and challenge the strange beasts, they will welcome all comers.
Regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, whether he is a noble or a slave, as long as he wants to stand up and live, as long as he still has the dignity of being a human being, this is the strength that Meng Chang hopes to strive for.
In Beihai, where demons are now rampant, there are very few people outside the city. What Mengchang saw along the way were just some ring dogs and crustaceans hunting and wandering in the wilderness.
The city of Jiu has been sealed off, and the reconnaissance cavalry cannot explore the city. It is very difficult to pretend to be a businessman or a commoner. Strangers are just slaves to get good materials. Even if there are people alive outside the city, they do not dare to set foot in a strange city easily. , deliberately approaching will only arouse alertness.
At this time, the role of Bian Ji and the team became prominent.
His white bone flag can command ghosts. This invisible ghost magic is an invisible talisman in the eyes of mortals, and it is also excellent for detection.
Three consecutive days of ghost detectives were really overwhelming for the young Bian Ji. Fortunately, he had basically figured out the general layout and defense situation in the city.
"General, there are two military camps in the city, each with about a thousand troops. The Lord is not seen in the city lord's palace. I heard from the Yin of Ji City that the guards of Ji City have assembled in Beihai with a large force and have not returned yet."
"Very well, are there any armored men?"
"There are five hundred soldiers in the military camp in the east of the city and three hundred in the west of the city."
Mengchang turned his back to the crowd, holding his chest with one hand and supporting his chin with the other. He stood quietly on the hillside and looked at the Gu city in the distance.
For some reason, Zhao Bing, who had been fighting with Chonghou's Tiger Army all year round, looked at Meng Chang's appearance, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt.
After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized that this figure was somewhat similar to Chonghou.
He also likes to think with his back to others, and he is as bold as Chonghou in his youth.
As he thought about it, Zhao Bing's eyes softened, as if he had gone back to the time when he followed Chonghou to fight in the north and south.
"Get ready, gentlemen, mount your horses. In the evening, while the people collecting firewood are returning to the city, we will raid the south gate."
"After entering the city, Xin Ping, lead your soldiers to follow General Zhao and go straight to the east camp. Hou Chang's troops will follow General Bian and go straight to the west camp."
"You must block the people in the camp for me. I don't want to kill the enemy, just trap them."
As for Mengchang himself, he had other plans.
He wanted to try the slave settlement near the altar in the north of the city. It was short of manpower. If these slaves could be recruited to join, it would have more manpower and energy to reorganize and garrison the entire city.
He didn't expect to be as brave as the beggar army. He had seen slaves in Chongcheng and knew what kind of people they were. As long as these people could be incorporated into the servant army, he would slowly train them in the future.
"My brothers and I have three restrictions. First, we must not commit adultery or robbery; second, we must not leave the formation without permission; and third, we must not look down on our colleagues."
"Those three who disobey orders will be killed."
Article 2 Mengchang is not worried. These are a group of veterans who have fought many battles. You can doubt them for doing other things, but you cannot doubt their combat effectiveness and military discipline in a state of war.
As long as the general doesn't mess around and mislead these veterans and act according to Chonghou's established rules, there won't be much change.
Only on the first and third items, he must say something first, otherwise his brothers will really do something wrong, and for those of them who are alone, they will not be able to go far in the future.
Everyone was silent. They thought that after breaking the city, they could vent their suppressed emotions for a long time, but the general refused. In previous years, they celebrated the opening of the city, and if they didn't massacre the city, they would plunder a large number of slaves and wealth. They didn't understand, but at this moment they didn't say much.
Meng Chang has always been loyal to justice, can get along well with everyone, and does not bully his subordinates as a superior, so he has basic trust.
In addition, there is no military market for them to exchange their wealth for taking back, so most people are still willing to obey. A small number of people who don't take it seriously only realize when Zhao Bing reiterates the military order and says that he will personally wield the sword. The general is not Just kidding.
Zhao Bing is no better than Meng Chang. He has followed Chonghou for many years. He is a reckless man who really dares to kill and knows how to kill.
As the sun sets, the people who go out of the city to collect firewood and fodder finish their farm chores and meet back to the city to rest.
The rumble of horse trampling sounded beside this lifeless city. A murderous cavalry wearing black armor was approaching from a distance at high speed.
The people were shocked and were about to flee when someone recognized the military flags behind these knights, which had the words "Chong", "Shang" and "Meng" written on them.
The panic quickly receded, and the unarmed people quietly gave way to Chidao, looking longingly at this elite force that appeared out of nowhere.
This was a strange thing. Meng Chang was overjoyed when he saw this and shouted: "Go around the people and don't trample on the crowd. Follow me and charge into the city."
This group of people made Mengchang full of hope, which was a good sign. The people did not resist Master Wang. He had people make a large number of military flags and flags overnight. The original intention was to intimidate all parties and make the enemy misjudge the arrival of Chaoge's rebel army. , and it was used as a bluff when the main force came.
As a result, wherever the flags passed, the people knelt down and worshiped without running around in the way, which saved him a lot of trouble.
When the defenders at the top of the city saw this, they immediately shouted and closed the city gates and fired arrows to stop the enemy.
However, it was too late, and only a few scattered arrows were shot from the top of the city, accidentally injuring many civilians. The brave and skilled armored soldiers were full of energy, and even if they were hit once or twice, they would continue to charge without changing their expressions, as long as they did not hit the vital point.
The military commander guarding the city gate was trembling. Why did King Master come so quickly? I haven't heard that the coalition forces were defeated. It's still snowing heavily in the sky. Who is this damned reckless man who dares to march in a hurry in the cold winter and risk his life?
It's really life-threatening. If we leave Chaoge's headquarters and can't find a city to stay in for the winter to escape the severe cold, all of us will die.
Before the city gate closed, Meng Chang rode a thousand horses at a time. He rode a maroon red rabbit like a hard iron cone and drove into the military formation at the city gate. He raised his three heads and six arms directly, and used his ax to smash the enemy. The defenders who closed the city gate charged and killed each other. The roaring weapons tore through the air, tearing open the temporary city gate defense line and carving a bloody path for the cavalry behind them.
Zhao Bing followed closely, dismounted from his horse, took off the bronze hammer from the passenger seat, banged the half-closed city gate open with two clangs, and opened up space for the cavalry behind him to charge.
"Da Shang heard that Meng Chang, the best warrior in Chongcheng under the command of Grand Master, is here. Those who kneel down and beg for surrender will not be killed."
Zhao Bing's loud voice spread throughout the south gate. Looking at Meng Chang, who was like no one, killing everyone in all directions, like the figure of a demon, the soldiers at the city gate suddenly lost their courage and knelt down to beg for surrender.
After Mengchang left two teams to take over the city defense and guard the surrender, he immediately led his people to kill in the north of the city. Bian Ji and Zhao Bing also rushed to their mission areas in accordance with the established strategy.
The capture of the city has officially begun.
The cavalry of Dashang entered the city, and the news spread faster than a red rabbit could run. Hundreds of horses rode through the market through the big city. Countless people knelt on both sides of the road, seeming to be looking forward to it, but also a little scared.
The slave market area is very different from the civilian residential area. Common people still have regular houses, and some wealthy people even have balconies and courtyards. However, the slave market is much simpler. A large flat-story wooden house can cost hundreds of people. A place where slaves slept on the floor.
It was snowing heavily, and there were no bonfires in the thinly-clad slave huts to keep out the cold. They could only huddle in groups and hug each other to keep warm. The frozen people around them were lying in the corners and at the door, and no one was there to clean them up. .
Mengchang felt irritated as he looked at these thin slaves who were huddled in opposite corners like frightened Jingren.
It not only laments this cannibalistic world, but also expresses anger at the persecution of its own kind by the aristocratic class, and also laments the lack of dignity of these humble people under slavery.
These timid slaves are not as fierce as Jingren, and they exude the rotten stench of numbness and sluggishness. Meng Chang's expectations of him are somewhat shaken. Are these really a group of people he can absorb? These are obviously a group of walking zombies whose souls have been taken away.
Compared with the slaves in Chongcheng, the slaves here are more like animals that have lost hope of life and stretch their necks to wait for death.
Disappointment and melancholy were brewing. Mengchang turned his head and tried to leave.
"Mom, I'm hungry!"
An insignificant whisper stopped Meng Chang who was walking out, and it was like a light in a crack, illuminating a gray heart. Meng Chang tried his best to be gentle and not so fierce.
After showing a stiff smile, Mengchang immediately turned back and looked over gently.
Four or five thin bodies hugged each other tightly, their frightened eyes were no longer numb, and their pupils were filled with intense despair. Behind these people, a four or five-year-old child was still struggling with his little feet. His mother was desperately pulling him back, trying to hide behind the others.
The four men around them no longer had numb expressions, as if they had come to life from the sluggish state of stone sculptures, desperately blocking in front of a mother and son.
They didn’t know why the noble man in front of them stopped. Usually at this time, once a noble man stopped when he was leaving, something bad would happen. They were afraid, but they had no choice but to do anything to resist. They didn’t dare to resist. The only thing he could do was to hold his head high and build a flesh and blood wall with his dry body.
The snow stopped, and the long-lost sunshine shone on the silver-covered land again.
Looking at that dirty little foot, the sunlight outside the window shone on this group of people. At this time, they were shining like gold.
Meng Chang smiled, maybe, they were not that bad.
