Jingyuan looked stern and said slowly: "Those who resist and disobey the decree will be punished according to the law. Come on!"
As soon as these words were spoken, two guards immediately came forward.
"Take it down and behead it in public!"
Dong Shan suddenly trembled with fear and said: "Sir Captain, can you give me three days? I promise that there will be no shortage of food, grass, soldiers and horses!"
Jingyuan sneered and said: "I'll give you three days to collect food and grass, gather troops and horses, and then rise up to rebel when everything is ready. Is this what you mean?"
"It's wrong, it's wrong!"
Dong Shan trembled like chaff in a sieve and said tremblingly: "I... my official... I have no such intention!"
Jingyuan ignored it at all and said seriously: "Now that the war is about to begin, the emperor has granted this captain the power to act expediently. This captain hereby announces that Aisin Gioro Dong Shan intends to rebel. There is irrefutable evidence, and now all nine of his clans will be wiped out."
Punish and serve as a warning to others!"
Dong Shan collapsed directly to the ground. He didn't understand. He just ignored the imperial decree. He wanted to be beaten or punished. I just took it. How could he rebel?
The proof is solid, where is it?
"It's unfair, it's unfair..."
No matter how much he shouted, Jingyuan gave him no chance and immediately ordered the arrest of the Dongshan clan.
Jianzhou City was suddenly in a state of panic, Ming troops were everywhere, and everyone was in danger.
In one night, fifty-seven people were arrested. Some of them were even unclear whether they were relatives of Dong Shan. They were all arrested anyway.
The next day, three quarters past noon.
Jingyuan personally supervised the execution, with Dong Shan as the leader, fifty-eight people lined up neatly, and then issued an order, and heads were rolling in.
In fact, everything Jingyuan did was instructed by Zhu Qizhen.
Although I don’t understand why the emperor insists on having trouble with Jianzhou Jurchen, but since it is the emperor’s personal order, there is no need for a reason, just do it.
Of course he didn't know that more than a hundred years later, Dong Shan had a descendant named Nurhachi.
He didn't even know that the little Jianzhou Jurchen could actually seize the Ming Dynasty!
When Jianzhou Wei and Jianzhou Youwei learned the news, they were shocked.
Li Manzhu, the commander of Jianzhou Weidu, quickly invited Fancha, the commander of Youweidu, to discuss countermeasures together.
Fancha is Dong Shan's uncle. They both belonged to the Jianzhou Zuowei in the past. Later, some disputes arose and internal fighting continued. The imperial court intervened and ordered Fancha to separate from the Zuowei and establish the Jianzhou Youwei. p>
However, although there are some conflicts between uncle and nephew, they are blood relatives after all.
Now that he heard that Dong Shan was executed by the Nine Tribes, Fancha was not only shocked, but also angry.
Because... he also belongs to Dong Shan's nine tribes, could he be dragged in to kill him too?
"The damned Southern Barbarians killed my people for no reason. I must make them pay the price!"
Li Manzhu looked grave and said: "The Ming Army's 60,000-strong army is right in front of us. Our Jurchen clan has reached the point of life and death. Whether to fight or surrender, we must decide as soon as possible!"
"What else is there to say?"
Fancha said angrily: "The imperial edict issued by the imperial court is unreasonable. Although the three guards of Jianzhou belong to the Ming Dynasty in name, they have been doing nothing for so many years. I think the Southern barbarians bully the weak and fear the strong, and they cannot defeat the Mongols."
, then look for trouble with us!"
"So what?" Li Manzhu shook his head and said, "The combined population of the three guards of Jianzhou is only more than 12,000. Excluding the old, weak, women and children, there are at most 3,000 people who can fight. How can we resist the 60,000 Ming army?
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"We have to fight if we can't beat him. Look at Dong Shan's fate. If he surrenders, will they let us go?"
"Having said that, I'd better come up with an idea. You can't just throw an egg against a rock."
Fancha seemed to realize something and asked: "Li Manzhu, if you have any ideas, just say it and don't play riddles in front of me!"
"In my opinion, the Ming Dynasty has exhausted its strength, so it is better to defect to the Mongols!"
"It's easy to say that 60,000 troops are blocking the door. Even if they defect to the Mongols, they still have to be able to get out!"
Li Manzhu chuckled and said, "Have you ever read the popular Romance of the Three Kingdoms?"
Fancha was stunned and said angrily: "It's not like you don't know, I'm illiterate!"
"Sorry, forgot!"
Li Manzhu came forward and said: "This book is about that in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the emperor was ignorant, the eunuchs were in power, and the people were in dire straits..."
"Stop it!"
Fancha waved his hand to stop him, his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
"Now that our Jurchen clan is facing annihilation, what romance are you still telling me here?"
"Fancha, this is because you are short-sighted!"
Li Manzhu shook his head and said: "The book mentioned that in the Battle of Guandu, Cao Cao used 20,000 troops to unexpectedly win and defeated Yuan's army of 100,000. Also, in the Battle of Chibi, Sun and Liu's coalition forces of 50,000 defeated Cao's army of 800,000.
.The battlefield is constantly changing, and it is not difficult to defeat more with less."
Fancha was very puzzled and asked: "Tell me, how can we, with three thousand troops, fight against the sixty thousand Ming army?"
Li Manzhu had a confident smile on his face and slowly uttered two words: "Fake surrender!"
"Fake surrender?"
Fancha nodded, seemingly understanding, and said, "It sounds interesting. Please explain it in more detail."
"It's very simple. The commander-in-chief of the Ming Army, Prince Consort Jingyuan, will come to look for us tomorrow. At that time, he will tell us that the troops, horses, and food for the Jianzhou Guards and Jianzhou Right Guards have been prepared. As for the Jianzhou Left Guards, Dong
The mountain's own resistance has nothing to do with our two guards."
Fancha said: "This is easy to handle. People, horses, food and grass are all ready. You continue."
"As the saying goes, to capture the thief first, capture the king. Now that the Han and Mongols are about to go to war, Jingyuan will definitely incorporate our troops into them. We only need to use the excuse of martial arts to trick them into the army and capture them in one fell swoop. The Ming army will throw a rat-proof weapon into the air.
There are 60,000 soldiers and horses, but it will not help."
"Even if the current trouble is solved, the Ming army will come to settle accounts with us sooner or later. What should we do then?"
"Since we have completely fallen out with each other, we decided to do it right. We captured Jingyuan and went to Tuotuobuhua to help him defeat the Ming Dynasty. One day, the Mongols re-entered the Central Plains. Our Jurchen clan is the founding hero of the country, and our future is uncertain.
Limited edition."
Fancha thought for a while and asked, "Do you think the well is easy to deal with?"
"He's just a martial artist, don't worry!"
"I still have a question. If we go to seek refuge now, will the Mongols accept us?"
Fancha's worries are not unreasonable. There is a feud between the Jurchens and the Mongols. Whether they are willing to accept it or not is still a question.
Historically speaking, Mongolia and Khitan originally had the same origin. Later, they were naturally separated by the geographical environment and gradually evolved into two different races.
Later, when the Khitan was established, the Jurchens and the Mongols surrendered to the Khitan at the same time, and the two gradually became connected.
Later, Wanyan Aguda unified the Jurchen tribes, established the Jin Dynasty, destroyed the Liao Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, and replaced the Liao Kingdom's dominance in the north. The Mongolian tribes naturally became subjects of the Jin Kingdom.
However, both the Khitans and the Jurchens only treated the Mongolian tribes with endless oppression.
More than seventy years later, Temujin unified the tribes in Mongolia's Mobei and immediately launched a war against the Jin Dynasty. After more than twenty years, the Jin Dynasty was destroyed.
Perhaps it was because the Jurchens had exploited the Mongolian tribes too hard. After the Mongols conquered the Jin Kingdom, they massacred the Wanyan family and destroyed their ancestral temples, so that the Wanyan family disappeared from sight.
In order to prevent being massacred by the Mongols, most of the remaining Jurchens chose to be assimilated by the Han people. Some of them joined the Mongols, and some remained and lingered in Liaodong.
During Zhu Yuanzhang's crusade against the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, although the three Jurchen tribes in Liaodong had limited troops, they still sent troops resolutely just to drive the Mongols out of the Central Plains.
Today, the hatred between the Jurchens and the Mongols has spanned hundreds of years. If one were to surrender at this time, I wonder what their attitude would be.
Li Manzhu thought for a long time and said: "Now that things have happened, do we still have any choice?"
Fancha sighed and said helplessly: "Well, I'll do as you say!"
After the two discussed it, they went back to prepare, waiting for Jingyuan to come to their door.
Sure enough, a messenger came the next day, asking both of them to send envoys to discuss matters.
Li Manzhu stayed closer, arrived at the Ming army camp first, and then came up with the speech he had prepared.
Jingyuan was very satisfied with this, and couldn't help but nodded and said: "The Jianzhou Guard has performed well. When we return from the Northern Expedition, I will ask the emperor for credit."
"I thank you, Captain!"
While the two were chatting, a guard came to report that Fan Cha, the commander of the Jianzhou Right Guards, had noticed.
Jingyuan nodded and said: "Xuan!"
When Fancha entered the camp, he first took a peek at Li Manzhu, and the two secretly exchanged glances.
"Fancha, the commander of Jianzhou Youweidu, has met Captain Jing!"
Unexpectedly, Jingyuan didn't even look at it and said directly: "Come on, take it!"
Fancha was shocked, that's not how the script was written!
"Lord Captain, my subordinates have prepared troops, horses, food and fodder in accordance with the imperial court's orders. What's the crime?"
Jingyuan said calmly: "You didn't resist the decree, but Dong Shan did."
Fancha quickly defended: "That's the left guard's business, what does it have to do with my right guard?"
"You are right. The fault of Jianzhou Zuowei cannot be blamed on the right guard, but..."
Jingyuan paused and said: "Dong Shan resisted the decree and conspired to rebel, which is a major crime against the Nine Clan!"
"He killed the nine tribes and me..."
Fancha suddenly froze and seemed to realize something.
Jingyuan nodded and said: "Yes, you are his uncle and close relative!"
"What an injustice!"
How could Fancha have imagined that he would be waiting here?
I won’t lead you to bully others like this...
Li Manzhu stared at all this with his eyes filled with disbelief.
How could these uncles and nephews offend the imperial court and kill them all like this...
Two guards came forward, pulled Fancha up, and walked out without saying anything.
Fancha's face turned green and he shouted anxiously: "Li Manzhu, please say something!"
Li Manzhu came to his senses and said: "Master Duwei, Fancha didn't know anything about Dong Shan's affairs beforehand. Please ask the imperial court to be more lenient!"
Jing Yuan asked back: "How do you know he doesn't know about this?"
Li Manzhu hurriedly explained: "Each of the three guards in Jianzhou governs one side, and the left guard and the right guard do not interfere with each other. Come to think of it..."
"Do you dare to use your head as a guarantee that there was no prior collusion between them?"
"This...this..."
Li Man couldn't stop wiping his sweat, and it was easy to tell between his words that the imperial court had made it clear that they wanted to kill their uncle and nephew.
It’s not easy to flow through this muddy water, so don’t sink yourself into it.
Seeing that Li Manzhu didn't speak, Fancha became anxious and shouted: "Li Manzhu, you will die without saving me!"
Li Manzhu was helpless and anxious and didn't know what to do.
I really want to save him, but when someone comes up, he shows me his knife. How can I save him?
Two guards dragged Fan Cha out of the big tent, and heard Jing Yuan's voice coming from inside: "From today on, the three guards of Jianzhou will be merged into one, and I will appoint you as the capital commander on behalf of the imperial court..." p>
Hearing this, Fancha suddenly became furious and shouted: "Li Manzhu, you fucking want to rebel, but you don't care about my life or death. Everyone is going to be bad today!"
As soon as these words came out, both the inside and outside of the big tent became quiet at the same time.
Fancha broke free with all his strength, broke into the tent, grabbed Li Manzhu by the collar, and said, "It turns out this is all your conspiracy!"
"Fancha, what did you say?"
Li Manzhu's face turned red and he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense in front of the captain!"
The two guards chased in, but when they saw Jing Yuan waving his hands at them, they silently stepped aside.
"Am I talking nonsense?"
Fan Cha sneered and continued: "You have already seen me and Dong Shan as an eyesore, right? Find a reason to kill our uncle and nephew, and then you can be in charge of the three guards. It's a good plan!"
"You misunderstood, I just learned about it too!"
Li Manzhu turned his back to the source of the well and kept winking at Fancha.
Fancha ignored it and just sneered.
"Why capture the thief first and capture the king, but in the end, both the left and right guards fall into your hands, Li Manzhu, you have not read The Romance of the Three Kingdoms in vain!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Li Manzhu looked horrified and pushed Fancha away, murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
Fancha said coldly: "You said you should first feign surrender and then defect to the Mongols?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you!"
Li Manzhu couldn't bear it any longer and touched the dagger with his backhand. Then he remembered that he had left it outside the tent when he entered. In desperation, he grabbed Fancha's neck with both hands.
Fancha suddenly felt his head buzzing and reached out to grab Li Manzhu's neck, but he couldn't lift the strength.
"Stop!"
Following Jingyuan's order, the guards on both sides stepped forward and separated the two people.
"Fancha, you just said you were faking surrender, what happened?"
Fancha was also willing to take risks at this time, so he told the whole story about the two people's conspiracy.
Li Manzhu's face was pale and he collapsed to the ground helplessly.
"Okay, okay!"
Jingyuan suddenly sneered, and then said: "In this case, there is no need for the existence of the Three Guards of Jianzhou!"
On that day, the army suddenly took action and carried out a large-scale purge of the Jurchens in Jianzhou.
This battle can be described in two words: brutal.
There are a total of 12,000 Jurchens in Jianzhou, but less than 3,000 can participate in the war.
Facing twenty times the Ming army, there was almost no room for resistance.
After several days of encirclement and suppression, the Ming army beheaded more than 600 people. Li Manzhu's son fled to the North Korean border, where he was caught up and killed by the Ming army.
Not a single one of the Dongshan family and the Fancha family was left behind, and they completely disappeared from this world.
The entire Jianzhou Jurchens' vitality disappeared, leaving only some old and weak women and children, who were also expelled and forced to move further north to the Haixi Jurchens and even the Savage Jurchens area.
After doing all this, Jingyuan issued an order and the army marched northwest to face the Tatars!