Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 93 Dealing with Difficulties (Part )
"Not really, not really." Even though he had experienced great changes, Gao Anren still had to use considerable effort to suppress the panic and powerlessness in his heart when he heard that Geng Jing's Tianping Army might go south to join forces with the Song people.

There was no way, there really was no way. Information transmission efficiency was just this abysmal these days. Unless there was a sophisticated post station system and dedicated official document distribution, if Haizhou wanted to know what was happening in Jinan Prefecture, hundreds of miles away, it could only rely on the natural transmission of news.

Given the Jin Dynasty's weak civil governance in Shandong, it would be a miracle if someone could specifically tell Gao Anren, who was six hundred miles away, about Geng Jing's news.

If the Gao family father and son knew that Geng Jing's Tianping Army was moving south from Jinan Prefecture to Tai'an Prefecture, and there was a possibility of contacting the Song Army heading north, they would not dare to leave the city and fight.

"The Kaishan Zhao rebellion was so massive before, but the Song dogs didn't come. The Zhangwang and Xuyuan rebellions were so close to the Song State, but the Song dogs still didn't come. How come the Song dogs came when the Geng thief joined forces?" Gao Anren shook his head vigorously. "It's absolutely just a coincidence, just a coincidence."

He Boqiu put down his wine glass and said coldly, "Are you guaranteeing that Geng thief won't go south?"

Gao Anren lost his voice immediately.

"Where else could Geng go if he doesn't go south? Is he going to Jinan Prefecture, where he just escaped, as Zhang Chou just said? Or Dongping Prefecture, which is even closer to Daming Prefecture? Or even Yidu Prefecture, where a large number of troops are stationed. There's the Yidu Prefecture Military Command, one of the three major military command offices. Can't you use your brains? Where else could Geng go if he doesn't come to Yizhou? Go to Mount Tai and Mengshan to starve?!"

He Boqiu finally lost his composure and pointed at the powerful people around him.

"Whether Geng the thief has connections with the Song State or not, now that we've arrived in Yizhou, they'll naturally connect!"

"That's right!" Pushandamo finally found the ladder he had been waiting for. He sat up straight and said, "We have to fight for our lives. I want to send 2,000 soldiers from Yizhou. Each of your six families can send 500 young and strong men who can fight. Together, we can make 5,000 soldiers to fight against the Song dogs and suppress the Geng bandits. What do you think?"

"Not good." The one who retorted was another Jurchen, Wu Yanlie, who had remained silent the entire time. He was probably over fifty, his braided hair already gray. "Taiwanese Governor, I know you're concerned about my four hundred cavalrymen, so I won't waste any words. I promised you today that we'd attack the Song dogs tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow, I'm not sure if they'll be caught up in the fight and swallowed whole."

Pushandarmo sneered and stood up, kicking the table in front of him aside. He walked forward slowly: "So, I am the governor of a state, the father of the land, but I can't even command our Jurchen nation. This shows that I am not virtuous enough."

Wu Yanlie's face changed drastically. He took two steps back and was about to draw his sword, but a hand reached out from behind and grabbed his arm tightly.

Wu Yanlie struggled twice, only to feel his arm being clamped by an iron clamp, and he was horrified.

"General Wu Yan, don't be impulsive. If you draw your sword now, things will end badly." He Boqiu advised coldly.

"He Sanlang, step back." As he spoke, Pushandama had already walked closer.

He Boqiu was stunned for a moment, then bowed and retreated.

"Wu Yanlie, we, the people of the Great Jin, all emerged from the vast land of white mountains and black waters. We shouldn't follow the Han people in engaging in verbal disputes." Although Pushandamo was a size larger, he had nothing in his hands. He opened his arms and said, "Draw your swords and reason with them."

Wu Yanlie was not hesitant either. He drew his sword, held it with both hands, stepped forward, and chopped it down on the head.

Pushandama also leaned forward, dodged the blade with a flexibility that was inconsistent with his body shape, and punched Wuyanlie in the chest and abdomen.

A mixture of wine and blood spurted out of Wu Yanlie's mouth. Before he could adjust his body, his arm holding the knife was clamped up along with his head.

"Mercy...Mercy..." Even though Wu Yanlie was brave and courageous when he was young, so many years of rich and luxurious life had long worn away his will, and he finally felt a huge fear when facing death.

Pushandarmo looked around at the other five heroes like a hungry wolf staring at a lamb, and suddenly exerted force with his arms.

"Ah...Ah!!!" The wailing screams could not drown out the sound of bones breaking. In just a moment, Wu Yanlie's upper body bent into a strange angle.

After a sharp crunch, Pushandamo tossed Wu Yanlie, who looked like a torn sack, aside. He picked up his fallen sword, brushed the blade with his hand, and pointed it at the others. "Anyone else wish to object?"

Unlike the other four who reacted cautiously, He Boqiu, a native of Shandong, quickly knelt on one knee and said, "I am willing to go through fire and water for the governor and destroy the thief Geng, the dog of Song!"

Pushandarmo nodded with satisfaction and looked at the other four heroes who were all shocked. "What do you say?"

Jia Gushou and Shuhu Ali looked at each other and quickly bowed their heads: "I am willing to die for the governor."

Pushandama laughed and said, "That's the good thing about our Jurchen nation. When we have a disagreement, we just fight. Whoever has the stronger sword gets to decide. Unlike the Han people, who grumble and dither, it's so unpleasant."

As he spoke, he looked down at the last two people, Zhang Chou and Cui Hema, who were from the Liaodong Yanyun area.

The two men shuddered and bowed down in the same manner.

Pusan Damo finally laughed heartily and said, "Since you have submitted, I will certainly not leave it unrewarded. I will divide the old dog Wu Yanlie's population, wealth, soldiers, and land into ten parts. I will take four for military expenses. He Sanlang will take two as a reward, and the four of you can each take one. How about that?"

It was He Boqiu who responded first: "I will obey the prefect's order."

Pushandarmo threw his sword aside and clapped his hands. "Since that's the case, let's all return home and muster our troops. I'll still send out 2,000 men, and each of you five will have 600 men, totaling 5,000. Go and pacify Wu Yanlie's village first."

Having said that, the governor of Yizhou actually waved his hand and drove the people away.

A few people could only agree.

After the five men and their companions had left the city in a daze, someone finally started to complain, "Brother, why are you being so aggressive today? We could have stood together to force the prefect to back down, but now you have to send your own men out to fight the Song dogs. Why bother?"

He Boqiu remained silent.

"Zhang Chou, that's easy." It was the Jurchen Jia Gushou who spoke up for He Boqiu. "With the situation today, we won't be able to get through if we don't express our stance. To put it bluntly, Wu Yanlie was killed by Pushan Taishu after just a few sarcastic remarks. If we dare to hold out, we might all die right there. Perhaps Pushan Taishu's nephew, Wang Xiongyi, is already fully armed and guarding the courtyard with his soldiers!"

Shuhu Ali said, "I should also thank Mr. He San for taking the lead. If you hadn't been able to endure the humiliation, we really wouldn't be able to get off the stage."

Cui Hema and Zhang Chou felt disgusted after hearing this.

The Jurchens are like this. They always regard force as the first rather than the last option. If they fail to reach an agreement through negotiations, they will resort to violence immediately without any haggling or exchange of interests.

The previous emperor Wanyan Wushu did this, the later emperor Wanyan Tan did this, and the current emperor Wanyan Liang still does this.

How can violence subdue the people of the world?

Of course, it is more than enough to subdue these local tyrants.

"There's nothing else we can do now. Before the news gets out, everyone should mobilize their troops and surround Wu Yanlie's farm." Shuhu Ali licked his lips. "No one should take away Wu Yanlie's new concubine. I've been thinking about her for a long time."

After saying this, the two Jurchens whistled and galloped away with their companions.

(End of this chapter)