Chapter 911 A strange war

"Don't say it so harshly." Huang Yong said earnestly: "Ming Gong, no matter who owns Jiuzhou, the key is whether our interests are more or less, right?"

"What if after returning to the Song Dynasty, the benefits would be greater than now? What if the official position would be greater than now?"

Wang Zhen became thoughtful.

Huang Yong continued: "Back then, Lu Su persuaded Sun Quan to fight against Cao Cao. The reason was that all his ministers could surrender, but Sun Quan could not surrender. To put it bluntly, the ministers would gain greatly and Sun Quan would suffer a great loss."

"Ming Gong, do you think the situation you are in now is Zhang Zhao or Sun Quan?"

"How big is the turnover of Hoi An City's shipping business? With Ming Gong's ability, can the situation be so big? How much more has our Jiuzhou City made from the expansion of warehouses and docks in the past two years? These benefits

, who brought it?”

"The current situation is that the King of Zhan will not rest assured if he does not capture Jiuzhou, and the Song Dynasty will not give up unless he captures Jiuzhou."

"If Duke Ming could be as courageous and courageous as a young general, even if Huang Yong was a mess, he would still find a way to lobby Ming Gong and protect this state to the death for Ming Gong. But Ming Gong, you are clearly not like that.

People..."

Wang Zhen touched her fat belly under her leather armor and couldn't help but sigh.

Huang Yong said: "Since the situation is like this, we can only go forward and not resist."

"There are old kings who call, but they are not unjust; there are new kings who are not benevolent, but they are not against the law; there are people who care about the Song Dynasty, but they obey the people's orders; there are sect leaders who are benevolent, but they admire the grace of heaven; there are three states that are taking the lead in doing things, but they are not the first to rebel;

There are a lot of things that have failed to work, nothing like forced landing."

"Ming Gong, as a poor man, defected to the Song Dynasty because he was forced to have no choice. However, if he defeated the false king, shocked the country, inspired the three states, surrendered to the Song Dynasty, and entered the territory of the Celestial Dynasty with his first effect, the Song Dynasty would be able to save a moment.

position?"

"Ming Gong is in business. Isn't it obvious to sort out the pros and cons?"

Wang Zhen nodded: "Since there are so many benefits, why should they be given to me? Wouldn't it be better for the Song Dynasty to just send troops to occupy it? I asked for help several times, but why did the Song Dynasty still hesitate and not send troops?"

Huang Yong smiled and said: "Ming Gong, do you really think that the Song Dynasty did not send troops? Do you really think that the two thousand blue-clad troops flew here by yourself? The shipping office opposite is like a mountain full of gold and silver goods. You really think that the Song Dynasty did not send troops.

Aren’t you afraid of robbery?”

Wang Zhen was a little confused: "Why are there so many twists and turns?"

Huang Yong said with a smile: "As the suzerain state of the Song Dynasty, it is natural that it wants to have dignity and cannot leave other countries with a reason to covet the vassal state."

After saying that, he added: "Isn't this right? The Song Dynasty has already set up all the ladders, and is waiting for Ming Gong to show off his power in the South China Sea and become famous in one battle. Then he complained bitterly to the lord of the vassal that the feudal king is unjust, complied with the old king's order, and was the first to surrender.

"

"Such an opportunity was created just for Ming Gong. It has to be said that it is a great blessing! I estimate that the Song Dynasty treated Ming Gong no worse than the Qian family in Qiantang."

Wang Zhen rubbed her hands: "Old Huang, hurry up and go to the other side of the river to talk to the other side and see if that's what it really means. If it's true, we'll act like it's all beards and all tails!"

Huang Yong smiled and said, "Aren't you scared anymore?"

"Afraid! How come you're not afraid?" Wang Zhen glared: "But with Da Song supporting you, you're afraid... you're less afraid?"

After saying that, a question suddenly came to mind: "If we can really win this battle, then we can cut off the return route of the Hengshan Pass defenders..."

Huang Yong slapped his thigh: "What a decision! If we can make an emergency landing again to save our lives, the false king will be gone! It will be a great achievement!"

Not to mention the two cunning men discussing the details in the hall, only that Wang De arrived at the military camp in high spirits.

Chen Tian waved to him: "Master, come here, we have set a trap for the Champa people, what do you think?"

Wang De took off his helmet: "My father is as timid as a mouse. I don't know what He Li has to be afraid of. Anyway, if he wants me to be someone else's property, then I would rather fight to the death with him on the battlefield!"

Chen Tian smiled and said: "Your father is also thinking about you. With such a large fortune, he has to think about it a lot. I won't talk about him anymore. I want you to see how the arrangement is going."

Wang De leaned over, glanced at it, and pointed to the southwest corner of the city: "There is a problem here."

Chen Tian smiled and said: "Yes, when the occupying army attacks the city, the two protruding corners of the city must be the key attack areas. It is difficult to defend here."

Wang De asked: "What should we do?"

Chen Tian said: "Only by poaching these two corners, it will become like this..."

After speaking, he drew two curved lines with a pencil on the map: "Use the houses in the city, cut off the streets, and make an urn city. We will guard the roof and let them in to fight!"

Wang De took the pencil and drew a larger circle: "At the southeast and northeast corners, across the street, you can see the school grounds on one side and Puzhao Temple on the other."

"The two places are open and can accommodate a lot of troops. When the Zhan people swarm in, we will shoot them around here!"

After saying that, he left a few openings: "Here, and here, when they lose their souls, I can lead the infantry to rush in and kill them!"

Chen Tian looked at Wang De with satisfaction: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! If only your father was half as brave as you."

After speaking, he pointed to the armament rack in the tent: "Those are my plate armor and long sword. It's a joke that I wear them on the battlefield now, so I gave them to the young master!"

It was the forged carburized steel armor of the Erlin Department, and it was also blued, giving off a cold and faint light. Wang De had been coveting it for a long time. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Thank you Mr. Chen, Wang De will not disgrace the elders."

Give!"

Chen Tian waved his hand: "Come, let's continue discussing the deployment of defense."

On December 6, the first year of Yuanfeng, a fierce war started in Jiuzhou City, an important port in Southeast Asia.

This is a strange war. Nothing like this has ever happened in previous wars.

Small boats were going back and forth on the Hoi An River. Countless residents of Jiuzhou gathered the boats they could find and even dismantled their own houses and door panels to make rafts. They kept going back and forth to transport supplies and the wounded.

More residents gathered by the river and paid attention to the war on the other side.

Whenever the Occupying Army was repulsed and attacked, the people here would cheer and applaud; whenever the Occupying Army gathered to prepare to attack the city, the people here would disturb them with gongs, boos, and low morale, making the Occupying Army tireless.

Several rafts came over, with injured sergeants on them. Several groups of men carrying linen stretchers rushed to the water's edge, put the wounded on the stretchers and ran towards the town.

A wounded man straightened up: "I am only slightly injured! I can still hit ten more! Let me go back..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed back onto the stretcher.

Residents kept coming over to ask about the situation: "Can the city still hold up? Do you need any help?"

"Which street is Wazi from? Do you know Li Dazhuang, a tannery shop..."

"Brother, do you still need someone there? Can I go back to the city with you? Look at how strong I am..."

"Uncle, these are eggs boiled by my family. My mother said you are all heroes and asked me to bring them to you..."

The stretcher team passed by the street. Many women on the street were washing and mending military uniforms, and some were boiling bandages. An old man who looked like a manager was still nagging: "Yesterday, someone found a note stuffed in their pocket. Everyone can take care of it."

Dear girls!"

"It's just work, why should you be careful? Do you know who to wear the clothes when you bring them to the city? It doesn't have to be your male lover! Oh, please be more careful..."

The women lowered their heads and rubbed their military uniforms vigorously, while their faces turned red and they laughed.

Near the granary, several wind mills were whirring. Rice flour, bean flour, sesame flour, nut flour... various grain powders came out of the wind mill's eyes.

There is a huge iron converter on one side. Workers throw the powder into it according to the proportion, and it will be cooked in a short time.

Then add sucrose, salt, oil, and meat floss, mix well, and press into cubes.

This is dry food, which turns into a sweet and delicious paste when boiled with water. It is quickly digested and absorbed well. With the addition of canned fruits, it can fully meet the nutritional needs of the soldiers.

Of course, it is impossible to eat all of this. There are a group of aunts selling vegetable leaf rolls nearby. Anyway, the weather is not cold, so it is not a big deal to eat some cold food. Sometimes it is delivered in time, and the sergeants on the top of the city can still eat it.

Hot.

Mazu Temple is a hospital, where the wounded are treated.

It doesn't matter if they save lives or heal the wounded, so the medical staff here are all from the Song Dynasty, including Taoist priests from Tianshi Tao, military doctors from Ning Haijun, and female nurses from Jiaozhou.

There are also some Champa monks called by Rudra who also follow here to learn treatment.
Chapter completed!