Chapter 318 King Ming Ping Thief Diagram
Poor Cai You......
Well, he was indeed pitiful, because he was thrown to Fang Qifo by Wang Yue.
The great painter can't throw them, but Cai You can completely replace them, anyway, the main reason for Fang La's gang to rebel is the Cai family and Cai Jing's Zhu Mian family, who used Huashigang to carry out rampant conquests in Zhejiang. Cai Jing is indeed dead, Zhu Mian is still in Hangzhou for the time being, and the great painter can't give them it, so of course Cai You will be responsible for giving them anger.
And it's not just Fang Qifo and his gang, but also the soldiers in those imperial camps.
They are all poor people recruited by Zhejiang, and they hate these people too!
Wang Yue has incorporated the entire imperial camp.
In fact, mutiny.
After Yue Fei arrested the great painter, Wang Yue quickly collected the imperial camps in front, and then led them to the north to continue sweeping along the canal, under the banner of arresting the Gao Yu brothers, and as soon as his set of big killing weapons was thrown out, of course, there could be no other result.
Gao Yu tried to assemble the imperial camp and retreat to Suzhou, but his subordinates mutinied, and both brothers were hacked to death by mutinous soldiers.
And most of the imperial camp surrendered to Wang Yue.
A small number of them were scattered, and less than 3,000 people fled into Suzhou, and held behind closed doors with the local officials of Suzhou, but they were purely self-inflicted, Wang Yue did not attack Suzhou at all, he directly led the imperial camp and the Changsheng army of that brigade south along the canal. Then he easily broke through Xiuzhou, purged the local officials and gentry in Xiuzhou with the order of rebellion, and divided the fields and militia, leaving the brigade to garrison Xiuzhou, and then he led the defective imperial camp to Hangzhou.
Hangzhou.
"Raise millions of troops on the West Lake, and immediately the first peak of Wushan!"
Wang Yuezhi said with satisfaction.
"Zifen is brilliant!"
The great painter flattered.
Well, although he is arrested now, he only needs to be handcuffed every day, and as the emperor, he still has a lot of freedom, but no matter where he goes, he is followed by Yue Fei and a few representatives of the four people.
It's also kind of caretaking.
And his main job now is to desperately flatter Wang Yue.
After all, he knew who was in charge.
"Is Your Majesty interested in painting one?"
Wang Yue said.
"Zhongshan Wang Ping thief map?"
The great painter said eagerly.
They are outside the Wulin Gate at the moment, but at this time it is called Yuhang Gate, the name of the Wulin Gate was called in the Ming Dynasty, the north gate of this Hangzhou city stands not far in front, and the city wall is already waiting. During Wang Yue's purge of the Xiuzhou gentry and the division of land among local tyrants in various places south of Xiuzhou, Zhu Mian had quickly organized a defense with the support of the Zhejiang gentry.
There was no way back for him.
Either fight Wang Yue to the death in Hangzhou, or flee Hangzhou and be killed by the Zhejiang gentry.
He is truly indignant in Zhejiang.
If he is desperate with Wang Yue in Hangzhou, then he will be valuable to the Zhejiang gentry, and people will support him to resist, but if he does not fight with Wang Yue, then he has no value, and with his people's anger, he can only die if he has no value!
At this time, the Yangtze River battlefield in the north still did not change much, Han Chang did capture Chuzhou, Xiang Zisu abandoned the city and fled, but also fled into Yangzhou, and the governor of Yangzhou Quan Bangyan was once again ordered to command the armies with Jiangbei Xuanfu. Including Xiang Zi's department, Fu Xuan and other routs, all shrunk into Yangzhou City, relying on this strong fortress to hold on, and Huaixi made Zhao Zisong abandon Haozhou and lead the Haozhou defenders south to reinforce.
He personally sat in charge of Qingliu Pass.
It was not to resist the Northern Song army, there was no Northern Song army in this direction, he was to prevent Liu Yanqing and his son from escaping.
The latter had to go through the Qingliu Pass to escape.
Otherwise, he would have to leave Quanjiao, but Quanjiao was also blocked......
I have to say it's also embarrassing.
In short, although the great painter was arrested, the small court in Zhenjiang did not collapse, in fact, they were liberated, and they no longer had to intrigue with Cai You and Gao Yu, and the princes of Gon led by Lu Haowen could get rid of the constraints.
And they also quickly supported Zhao Shu, who had been supported by Zhao Shu who had previously supported the prison state.
Then the new court was rebuilt.
In the final analysis, when this kind of hatred and hatred is the same enemy, it doesn't matter who the emperor is, all the Jiangnan gentry want is a banner to resist Wang Yue, this banner is not better than the great painter, the great painter has those cronies of his, and those cronies of his were traitors in the eyes of the Jiangnan gentry. Without the great painter, Zhao Shu is just a puppet that they manipulate at will, and the great painter and his traitors will have their own minds, but Zhao Shu can be at their mercy.
This is the perfect emperor.
And this time is not the same as the original history, in the original history, Jiangnan really had no ability to resist in the face of the Jurchen army, and in the end it had to rely on those who went south from the north.
But this time, in the past few years of confrontation with Wang Yue, Jiangnan has established a real army, and even because of the extensive use of firearms, the combat effectiveness is not weak, for example, Chen Yu can withstand the Changsheng army for two days, and they have the ability to hold on in the attack of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Just hold Yangzhou.
If you hold Yangzhou, you are not afraid of the Northern Song Dynasty army crossing the river.
Yang Zaixing did hit the Yangtze River, but he was also confined to a salient part, the father and son of the Liu family in Chuzhou on one side of Yangzhou, he did not dare to cross the river in this situation, once he could not open the Zhenjiang River after crossing the river, his back would be very dangerous. And even if he crosses the river, he has to face the fortified city of Zhenjiang, and he has to face Jiang Ning's backstab when attacking Zhenjiang, in short, Zhenjiang, Yangzhou, Jiangning, and Chuzhou together form a tight defensive circle, and still firmly hold the Yangtze River defense line.
And the Imperial Naval Army also went back.
This 20,000-strong sailor had already left the Yangtze River, but they encountered the sailors of the Changsheng army, and they knew that the great painter was going to be unlucky, so they immediately killed their commander, that is, Gao Yu's other younger brother, and then turned around and returned to the Yangtze River to rejoin the Zhenjiang court.
In this way, Wang Yue's lone army relied on Zhu Mian.
"Zhongshan Wang Ping thief map, or Ming Wang Ping thief map."
Wang Yue said.
"Captain Yue!"
The great painter immediately raised his hands and said to Yue Fei.
The latter silently took out the key and temporarily opened the handcuffs for him, and the great painter moved his hands, and at the same time, the soldiers behind Wang Yue brought the table and spread rice paper and brushes and ink, etc., and the great painter instantly switched to the state of an artist.
And Wang Yue slowly walked forward.
Flames erupted immediately on the wall of Yuhangmen, and a middle-aged man in a purple robe was wielding a sword, and then the stone projectile from the bowl fell in front of Wang Yue.
Wang Yue turned a blind eye.
He didn't even hold a weapon, he stood there with his hands behind his back and watched this scene, behind him the Seven Buddhas commanded soldiers in heavy armor, under the protection of shield carts, pushing a specially made giant Lu bus forward, and quickly stopped beside him. Wang Dawang walked up the stairs beside him, and then sat down on the throne on the roof of the car, and a panda flag fluttered behind him, but he was alone in this Lu bus, and there was also his giant Mo knife, and next to the throne was a shield made of pure steel.
"Attack!"
The Fang Qi Buddha below roared excitedly.
The shield cart protecting them immediately stepped forward, followed by the heavily armored soldiers behind to push the Lu cart.
This thing looks like a behemoth, but in fact it is not heavy, it is nothing more than a huge wooden shelf, on an equally huge wooden chassis, surrounded by densely packed wheels, made of sturdy shipbuilding camphor wood, not to mention the bowl, even the Furlong machine can't move.
And there are a few buffaloes in front of them, and the soldiers on both sides are just auxiliary.
The huge Lu bus slowly moved forward outside the martial arts gate in winter, and then the flames on the Yuhang Gate erupted again, and the stone bullets whistled, and one of the ghosts hit the Lu bus like a god, but the power of this stone bullet can also shoot some sawdust, and it has no effect at all. Then there was the iron feather arrow of the bed crossbow, which caused a certain amount of damage to the soldiers below, but no one stopped, these were all dead soldiers under Fang Qifo, and at this moment they were pushing Wang Yue like the Ming King they believed in.
In the roar of the iron feather arrows, Wang Yue still sat quietly.
Suddenly, there was a whistle that broke through the air.
The shield that was originally standing beside him was suddenly raised, and then an iron feather arrow hit the shield, and the huge force hit him backwards, but the throne fixed on Lu Gong's car immediately blocked him, and at the same time, the iron feather arrow that could not penetrate the one-centimeter-thick carburized wrought iron bounced away instantly.
Wang Yue sat proudly.
There was a frenzied cheer all around, and the cheers behind were even more like a tsunami.
Then the Lu bus continued.
Soon arrived at the side of the moat, and at the same time the sharp arrows on the city wall rained down, the bullets of the three-eyed guns whizzed by, and the shotguns from the mouth of the bowl swept over, even mixed with more and more accurate iron feather arrows, but Wang Yue continued to hold his shield, constantly blocking all the weapons that attacked him.
The casualties of the soldiers below continued to increase, but these dead soldiers did not flinch, pushed the Lu bus and continued, and soon entered the wide moat, but there was no water in the moat, and the militiamen who had just been divided by Wang Yue with the land took less than ten days to dig a river channel in the north to divert the water of the canal. And the water of this moat was originally an extension of the canal to the west, and if the upstream was cut off, of course, there would be no water here, and the silt at the bottom of the river was very simple......
It's the New Year.
In this winter, which can almost be said to be the coldest winter of the Great Song Dynasty, a new cold wave is sweeping across the south of the Yangtze River, and even Taihu Lake has been frozen.
The moat was covered with frozen ground.
The huge Lu bus was thus pushed into the moat.
The resistance on the city wall was even more intense, although they had given up attacking Wang Yue because of the height difference, but they concentrated their fire on the soldiers below, and the casualties of the soldiers on those carts increased dramatically, even with shields and heavy armor, their dead bodies continued to fall.
But they still didn't flinch, and still pushed the Lu bus slowly through the last few tens of meters.
More reinforcements are arriving, joining the carts.
And behind them, the great painter was at the table, taking out the wonderful pen he had practiced for decades, and engrossed in drawing his picture of the Ming King and the thief......