Chapter eight hundred and eighty-ninth not killing, burial, three tribes
The situation is getting worse and worse for Wenyang!
Wang Renqing's surrender without a fight not only opened the door for Wenzhou to be extremely corrupt, but also tore off the last fig leaf of the Zhou family. The decline could not be more obvious.
Although Wenyang is a big city, Zhou Chunxin died at the wrong time. Zhou Yi Wengu had already succeeded, but he had no prestige and authority. It was impossible for the civil and military officials below to impose orders and prohibitions. Everything was biased towards the Han army!
"In Wenzhou right now, the reinforcements are not for ourselves, but for external enemies. In Zibo, the princes and princes of those three families——"
"What the commander-in-chief said is absolutely true. An isolated city cannot be defended. Beixing County surrendered without a fight, which dealt a severe blow to it. In my opinion, as long as our army surrounds Wenyang, the wealthy families in the city, and even the civil and military forces, will have to worry about it.
There is no way to surrender."
"What you said is so thorough. Prestige is so unbelievable." Zhu Biao continued with a cold smile: "If Zhou Chunxin is still alive, even if he is not in good health, he can still control the situation in Wenzhou and there will be no prefect."
His ministers have taken refuge in truth. Unfortunately, it is his son who is in power now."
"The first is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the city, and then the city is attacked. It makes sense. People's hearts are very important." So until now, Zhu Biao has not shown any interest in the position of King Qi.
Signs of thoughts are only seen as 'thugs' acting on orders.
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Wenyang County.
In Zhou's villa, Zhou Jinwen was lying in the room. Beside him, several beautiful girls were beating their legs and rubbing their shoulders.
But Zhou Jinwen's mood did not improve. After closing his eyes for a while, he seemed to have thought of something extremely angry. He suddenly opened his eyes and kicked away the girl on the right who was beating his leg, "
Do you want to beat me to death with such force?"
"Third Young Master, please calm down. I have made a mistake. This servant has made a mistake. Third Young Master, please calm down!" The maid was so frightened that she quickly fell to the ground and begged for mercy.
Zhou Jinwen was so upset that he really wanted to order someone to drag her down directly, but the gentle character he had developed over the years still allowed him to suppress his violence. He slowly calmed down and waved his hand, "You can go down here later. Xuan Lan
The sound comes in."
"Yes, Third Young Master!" The maid said gratefully when Zhou Jinwen did not punish her.
After a few people exited, a short while later, a more beautiful girl walked in from outside. She was dressed very low-key, with a hairpin ring, skirt and coat. She was pure and clean, but she was in line with the preferences of this third young master.
"Lanyin has met the Third Young Master." Yingying bowed down. The girl lowered her head and spoke softly.
"Come here." Zhou Jinwen raised his fingers at the girl, and Lan Yin immediately came over and curled up into his arms.
"Sir, you haven't seen Lan Yin for more than half a month. Have you forgotten about me?" the maid asked softly.
"Oh, how could it be?" Zhou Jinwen smiled and said, "It's not that they were keeping a close eye on me. I was observing filial piety for my late father some time ago, so I naturally have to be a good filial son. Why? We haven't seen each other for only a month.
Are you missing me?"
"Young Master, you actually laughed at me..." Lan Yin lowered her head in a coy manner and wanted to say something else, but at this moment someone walked in from outside.
"Stay there well, see what you need to see, and listen to what you need to hear..." Seeing the scribe, Zhou Jinwen's smiling face disappeared instantly, replaced by a faint sneer.
"Lanyin understands." Seeing this situation, the maid got down from Zhou Jinwen's arms very wisely and answered respectfully, without any hint of flattery.
"That's good, the matter hasn't been finalized yet..." The maids around Zhou Chunxin have already boarded his boat in the past few days and can no longer get off.
"Please rest assured, Master, Lan Yin and the others will definitely carry out the tasks ordered by Master," the maid replied quickly. Just as Zhou Jinwen was completely assured of her, the maids also knew exactly where their futures depended.
"Is this woman trustworthy? After all, the eldest son has succeeded to the throne..." The scribe naturally felt a little uneasy knowing the identity of the maid. He asked in a low voice.
"The ones in my room may not be reliable, but she can be absolutely trusted." Zhou Jinwen said confidently: "Some of the maids in my room are spies and chess pieces inserted by others, but now they are commonly used by my father.
He comes with a clean background... Sir, you can rest assured, I know this well!"
"Are you out there to see how the morale is in the city?"
"To be honest, young master, the morale of the soldiers in the city is very low. Since Wang Renqing of Beixing County surrendered the thieves, there have been no less than ten reports of people raising the city to surrender in the past few days. I wish the thieves will be defeated without spending a single soldier.
The land of the two counties is in the bag. Except for Gaotang, even if the remaining counties still keep their duties as ministers, they are unable to rescue Wenyang. This place is already an isolated city!"
"Wang Renqing, that bitch, has been greatly favored by my father for a long time. In times of crisis, he was the first to raise his flag and rebel, just like a pig or a dog." Zhou Jinwen's face turned pale, and he was filled with more righteous indignation.
But then he thought again, stood up suddenly, looked at the scribe coldly, and asked: "Isn't this situation spread all over the city? Have you heard about it outside?"
"That's not true. But there are hundreds of people in the city who have obtained this information. With so many mouths open, the news cannot be concealed. But it is not only the morale of the military that is depressed, but also the morale of the people."
The words "The situation is over" will rise in the hearts of every Wenyang people. The scribes did not escape from this sentence.
"Destiny has no relatives, only virtue is a helper. This is a matter of luck. To put it bluntly, if your strength is not as good as others, and it is not worth selling your body to a certain family, you can only surrender."
"Now that the Han army has swept through the four counties, and when the troops came to the city, how panicked were the people in the city? In addition, your brother just came to the throne, and his authority is insufficient. Third Young Master, please think about it, can Wenyang City resist?"
"I am a low-ranking official. I am deeply loved by the Third Young Master, and I dare not fail to do my best. Although the great things have not been accomplished, I have opened up new opportunities. The Young Master has no position and no responsibility. You can think of a way out, change the door, and save your life. Maybe there will be another chance in the future.
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Zhou Jinwen sneered, came to his senses, and looked at the scribe in front of him with cold eyes, "Okay, what a loyal person, what a despicable person."
He had already guessed the scribe's intention. This made him gnash his teeth with hatred, and murderous intent emerged in his heart.
"I will not kill you now. I will let you go and tell the master behind you that if you want to take Wenyang City, you have to use your own life as a foundation. None of the descendants of my Zhou family are humble and groveling.
There is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death."
With that said, he turned around and entered the back room.
"Alas..." The scribe sighed. His brows were full of pity. He didn't feel the slightest bit ashamed or angry about Zhou Jinwen's curses. Because he was really not the kind of person Zhou Jinwen imagined.
What he said today was really for Zhou Jinwen's consideration. It was for the sake of preserving the bloodline of the Zhou family.
"The old commander has settled in Wenzhou for many years, and there is always a certain amount of virtue that is still there. The third son will not only take the high position, but there is still a glimmer of hope."
The scribe knew that what he said would make people suspicious, but he just had a clear conscience. He sighed and left the mansion.
After venting his temper in the back room, Zhou Jinwen had regained his former magnanimity and grace when he appeared in people's eyes again.
He summoned one of his generals and ordered: "Go to the city quickly to find out how the morale is and what the people's sentiments are like. Are there any rumors in the market?"
"promise."
Watching the general go out, Zhou Jinwen's face became calm and frosty. By dusk, the general had returned.
Zhou Jinwen waited until now, looked up and down, and asked: "What is the situation?"
"Sir, I asked about the situation in the army through a few close friends. It's not very good. Governor Wang has surrendered, and more than a dozen counties in the northeast have also surrendered. Wenyang is already an isolated city. The morale of the military is in chaos, and many people are
I lost confidence and made another plan."
"As for the people in the city, they are still normal. But the wealthy families have shown signs of being different from the past. People from Liumen said that many young masters from wealthy families have been sent outside the city, and the private soldiers of the servants have begun to mobilize and be on guard.
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"What's even more scary is that when the villain came back, he suddenly discovered that the news that was top secret in the morning has now spread everywhere, and the people in the city are also panicked."
"There are rumors that the Han army's detailed notices were posted in the city..."
Zhou Jinwen's whole body was shaken. His heart felt like ice, and it was as cold as his spinal cord. He stared out the window for a long time without moving. The general couldn't guess what he was thinking about now, and he didn't dare to move. For a long time, Zhou Jinwen hesitated.
He waved his hand to let the general retreat. When the general retreated, he felt as if he was exhausted, like a fallen wood. He sat down on his butt and looked like a puppet.
The Zhou family is really at a critical moment of life and death...
On the second day, the Han army appeared at the gate of Wenyang County. There were only 3,000 cavalry. In order to boost the morale of the defenders, Zhou Yiwen sent General Liu Song to lead 20,000 elite troops out of the city to pursue them, including 5,000 cavalry.
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As a result, not one out of ten of the five thousand cavalry remained, and the army of fifteen thousand was overwhelmed by a mere three thousand Han cavalry. The combat strength of the soldiers on both sides was as strong as that of a strong man or a baby.
The morale of the defenders of Wenyang City who had not been saved was completely at the bottom. Zhou Jinwen met his brother, and Zhou Yiwen no longer had the heroic spirit before. When he mentioned the Han army, he found that his eldest brother had no intention of confronting him head-on.
Think about it.
Although Zhou Yiwen cited Gaotang as an example, Zhou Jinwen knew that he was completely frightened and intimidated.
The two field battles of the Han army shattered all the confidence of the Wenzhou Army, a powerful Qi army that his father had worked so hard to build.
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"Report, there is news coming out of Wenyang City!"
"speak."
"All the news has been spread, and there has been a riot in the city. The officials and generals who have contacted us before have responded well."
"Zhou Chunxin's third son, Zhou Jinwen, intends to surrender to our army."
After hearing the information, Dou Bing, who was temporarily responsible for communication and communication, was overjoyed.
In this way, it would be easy for the commander to capture Wenyang City. And capturing Wenyang would also mean capturing the entire Wenzhou. He had long known that the promise made by King Tang to Zhu Biao was fully expected to be fulfilled that day.
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"You have done a very good job in this matter. Go down and receive the reward." Dou Bing said to the people in front of him with satisfaction, then got up and walked towards the central military tent.
When Zhu Biao told him the news, Zhu Biao smiled with satisfaction.
Night falls.
Under the moonlight, Wenyang City, which was besieged by the Han army, was silent. Except for the soldiers patrolling the city, the enemy only besieged but did not attack, which made the people who had been tense all day feel unbearably exhausted.
A dark shadow walked through hidden places in the city, and finally arrived at the residence of Zhang Bao, one of the city gate captains.
At the same time, in the Zhou family courtyard, Zhou Jinwen was also nervously waiting in the room.
Because I couldn't sit still, I was walking back and forth in the room.
"Third Young Master, Captain Zhang must have started preparations at this time. It's useless for you to worry. Just calm down and wait. Don't feel guilty. You must know that if the city is not dedicated tonight, the Han army will begin to attack the city tomorrow.
When there are casualties on both sides, it will be a fight to the death. How will the Zhou family protect the family temple in the future?" The scribe returned to his seat as a guest and said consolingly.
Yesterday, when he was called back, he knew that this young master was determined.
"Sir, tell me, if I do this, will Commander-in-Chief Zhu really be open to the public?" Zhou Jinwen said with some uneasiness. If he hadn't personally inspected a few, he secretly learned that not only officials, but also generals were preparing to come.
How could he make this determination to rebel when the time was right?
This is the inheritance laid by his father, the inheritance of his Zhou family!
"What kind of reputation does Zhu Shuai have? How can he break his trust with the young master?" The scribe said soothingly, which was also what he was thinking.
The war can be done to any extent, but no one will mess with the reputation. In my own opinion, the scribes thought that Zhu Biao's greater enemy was Zibo and the three royal princes, not the Wenzhou Zhou family, a weakling who had no backbone.
Zhou Jinwen nodded. The scribe had already analyzed this for him yesterday. It makes sense. If Zhu Biao pursues his own Zhou family, then there will be no room for relaxation for him, Zibo, and the other three royal families.
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He stopped talking, sat back in his seat, and continued to wait. Anyway, success or failure depended on God's will, and his trusted guards had also begun to gather.
Naturally, it was done away from the eyes and ears of others, just to wait for the Han army to enter the city and to protect themselves in times of turmoil.
When the city is in chaos, anything can happen, and it might be looted and killed by rebel soldiers or strongmen. Zhou Jinwen persuaded himself to dedicate the city in exchange for the survival of the Zhou family, how could he die at this time?
Zhou Jinwen sighed deeply at Yue. "Father, it's not that my son is greedy for life and afraid of death, but there is really no other way now."
It was late at night and a bottle of wine had been finished. Suddenly there was a loud noise outside.
"The city is broken, the Han army has entered the city!" Someone shouted in the distance. Hearing this voice, Zhou Jinwen shed tears fiercely, and then buried his head in his hands, feeling silent pain.
"Boom!" a sound.
Under the night sky, you can see a long red dragon rushing towards me menacingly.
It was not that there was no resistance in Wenyang City. At some point, soldiers suddenly poured out of the streets and alleys to resist.
"You treacherous traitors!" A general shouted loudly. Seeing this situation, he sensed something was wrong and immediately organized a resistance: "You will not die well!"
However, the sound of arrows was mistaken, and in an instant there was a scream, and half of the group of soldiers fell down in response.
In other words, Wenyang City originally had 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers, but after a period of defeat, there were still 35,000. Some of them followed anyway, but Zhu Biao only had 50,000 troops, and the 30,000 Cizhou troops could not compete with the Han.
Zhu Biao did not include them in the system.
The cavalry could not enter the city without authorization, so they only relied on the Wanwu sergeants trapped in the camp and Hu Yanqing. In addition, the defenders in Chengnei were caught off guard and the people were frightened.
Zhu Biao had already contacted many generals. In the dark night, being caught off guard and facing various disadvantages that made it difficult to organize, many defenders still resisted, even violently.
Fighting until dawn, at exactly 6:00 o'clock according to earth time, the six gates of Wenyang and most of the city were controlled by the Han army. However, there were still several Wenzhou troops in the city who gathered at the Governor's Mansion to resist desperately.
The New Army and Cizhou Army, which had just attempted to make meritorious deeds, failed to defeat them several times. Instead, they suffered heavy casualties. Some generals were already asking Zhu Biao for orders to use the Thunderbolt Chariot.
After hearing the news, Zhu Biao entered the city surrounded by a thousand infantry soldiers. He went to the Xinghan Tower, which was only half a street away from the governor's mansion, to observe. He saw that the surrounding area of the governor's mansion was open land, not to mention residential buildings.
The trees have also been cleared away, and the city wall is tall and strong. No wonder it was difficult to get down in a hurry.
He was very surprised and said: "Is Zhou Chunxin so extravagant? He actually built a building of such specifications in a prosperous place in the city?"
At this time, Gong Xin, who was accompanying the army, reported: "Commander, this is not because Zhou Shijun wasted money, but because this was originally the palace of King Qi. In order to appease Zhou Shijun, the Zibo court abandoned the palace and changed it into the Governor's Palace..."
"I see!"
"Commander, you must not burn it with thunderbolts or fire bombs." The treasure inside was burned, which made people feel sad.
"How many people are there?" Zhu Biao didn't care.
Dou Bing reported to the side: "According to the surrendered general, in addition to the guards of the governor's office, there are also two generals Liu Song and Lu Jinzhi who are desperately resisting now, and there are still 2,000 soldiers."
"Tell the generals to surrender. If they want to be punished and meritorious service, they must clear these things away for me. Also, tell them that Wenyang City will be my commander's territory from now on. Anyone who dares to take advantage of the opportunity to plunder will be killed without mercy."
Instead of burning them with fire bombs, you can use a thunderbolt car to blast the doors and walls, but you can hit them accurately every time.
The generals and troops were ordered to surrender, but they did not dare to disobey. They dragged offensive and defensive equipment from the city walls and from there to attack the governor's mansion. For a time, rumblings, screams, calls, and shouts of killing gathered in one place, and under the governor's command,
Since the entrance of the mansion, all kinds of corpses have gathered together.
Dawn gradually broke, and a few remaining stars were embedded in the light blue sky. The clouds seemed to be soaked in blood, showing a faint red color.
Time passes...
By daybreak, the bloody battle in the Governor's Mansion was gradually coming to an end, and the cleaning up in the city was still continuing, with sporadic killing sounds heard from time to time.
The air was slightly bloody, "How is the situation?" Zhu Biao asked.
"Commander, the governor's office has been destroyed. General Hu Yan sealed the warehouse and captured Zhou Yiwen and Liu Song. Lu Jinzhi died in the battle. The other civil and military soldiers at all levels have been pacified."
"Zhou Yi Wenchu came to power, and there was no bad deed. The two families fought, and there were casualties on the right path. There can be no resentment. Just spare his life. As for Lu Jinzhi, he was a loyal general. He was buried well and his family was not allowed to be harassed. Liu Song
Well, let's behead him. Search his home and the Yi clan.
Zhou Chunxin’s third son, Zhou Jin, has made great contributions to Wenwen City. Bring him and Zhou Yiwen to see this commander."
