Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 217: Hospitable Shandong Welcomes You

Even though the governor of Denglai came to welcome them in person, the triumphant team just nodded, without stopping for a moment, and walked towards the gate of the water city with full concentration.

Hundreds of people carried two or three cloth bags around their waists, and dark red marks were faintly visible on the bottom of the round packages.

The players surrounding the wooden cart were carrying heavy wooden barrels filled with salty sea water.

Every time the team advanced thirty or fifty steps, someone would whip Shang Kexi with a wet cane, then strike a gong and shout, "...The traitor Prince Zhishun has arrived!"

The victors were obviously less than a thousand people, but they marched out with the momentum of tens of thousands of tigers and wolves.

They stared straight ahead, ignoring the figures sticking out from the north gate of the city, passed by the garrison soldiers crowded in from the military camp in the city, passed the north gate of the city but did not enter, and continued along the official road.

"Everyone has the right to kill this dog traitor!" The gong and bell continued to ring.

Long before the crew landed in the water city, the people inside the city heard the cries of various "passersby" beating drums and gongs, "The Beiwei Army has captured the Tartar prince alive, everyone go and see!"

Thousands of civilians and soldiers poured out of Dengzhou City, and the checkpoints and official roads outside the city were almost crowded with soldiers and civilians who came to join in the fun.

The crowd of onlookers consciously made way for the green channel. Shang Kexi stared at the people passing by along the way, his burning gaze licking his whole body.

The people along the way cast contempt, hatred, ridicule, sarcasm... and even cursed in private.

"...The traitor King Zhishun has arrived!"

The cane dipped in sea water came whipping along with the sound of clearing the way. These sarcastic words were even more cruel than the cane dipped in sea water, and every word was murderous.

His sins, dignity, and even his personality and soul seemed to be cut in half by a knife, thrown on the ground to be trampled upon, crushed into powder.

At this time, a "passerby" with a miserable face suddenly rushed out of the crowd, knelt down in the path of the Beiwei Army with a plop, and held up a tablet. "Brother Tu, did you see that? The bastard Shang Kexi has been captured alive! Your soul in heaven can rest in peace! Hahahahahaha!"

The shrill cries echoed over the official road, which was extremely creepy.

Beiwei Jun took his arm and helped him to the side. He still held the tablet high and screamed, "God has eyes, God has eyes!"

It wasn't until the soldier dragged the passerby to the eaves of a house that the latter smiled wickedly and asked, "How is my acting?"

"Something!"

The performance of passersby aroused more indignation among the people. Even some refugees and defeated soldiers from Liaodong who had been homeless for decades deeply hated these traitors who defected to the Qing Dynasty.

"You traitorous dog, Shang Kexi, you shall not die a good death!"

"You traitorous dog! You've completely disgraced your ancestors!"

"You bastard! You evil thief! You traitor! You destroyed my merchant ship! You must pay me money!"

The "special passersby" mixed in the crowd shouted in shock, "Kill this traitor dog!"

A ball of mud flew and hit Shang Kexi's face. He suddenly felt pain on his cheek. When the mud split and slid down, a foul smell quickly penetrated his nose.

There is feces mixed in this mud ball!
He tried to turn his head, but he couldn't avoid the stench that hit the back of his head. He was tied up and couldn't move even an inch. He could only let the debris hit him from all directions.

Some were pure mud, some were filth mixed with feces and urine, some were hay and rotten vegetable leaves, some were stones mixed in the mud, and some were smelly water used to clean furniture.

Shang Kexi closed his eyes tightly, silently enduring all the shame and pain, allowing his body and mind to suffer a double blow.

It turned out that there were so many people in the world who hated him. The people's eyes were like knives, their roars were like arrows, and each of them wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"...The traitor King Zhishun has arrived!"

The Beiwei army pushed Shang Kexi around the city for a full circle, then entered from the north gate and walked along all the main roads in Dengzhou City. The people who followed them along the way also cursed them all the way.

Shang Kexi fainted several times along the way, and each time he was woken up by mud and smelly feces.

After a "parade" around the city, Shang Kexi was already smelling terrible, so he was handed over to the butcher to be cleaned thoroughly, and finally covered with a coarse linen robe and imprisoned.

It also gives him time to have a good rest. Otherwise, he would have died before being sent to the capital for execution. It would have been too easy for this bastard.

The news that the Beiwei Army had captured the Qing prince caused a sensation throughout the city, and people in the streets and alleys were discussing the bravery of the Beiwei Army.

There are many versions of the heroic deeds spread among diners and storytellers, each of which is very detailed.

Some said that the Beiwei Army was composed of elite soldiers who had experienced many battles. They easily broke through the traitor Wang’s navy and reached the southern part of Liaoning, and captured the Fuzhou City overnight.

In particular, more than ten brave warriors who were the first to climb the city wall smashed the Fuzhou city gate in a single sprint.

The Tartars were so frightened that they kowtowed and begged for mercy. Unexpectedly, the Beiwei Army, who were of Liao origin, had a blood feud with the Tartars. They punched the begging Tartars flat, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in an instant.

The Beiwei Army behind them entered the city and captured all the elite Tartar soldiers. They beheaded them continuously for a full 49 hours, from morning to night, without even blinking or stopping their arms.

Some people say that the Beiwei Army is composed of strong men with two hearts and three lungs, each of them has iron bones and infinite strength, and they kill people everywhere with explosive bird guns in hand.

Some soldiers were naked, but with their flesh and blood they could withstand the heavy arrows and bird guns of the Tartars, fly to the enemy generals, knock over their horses with a punch, pierce the enemy generals with their hands like knives, and tear their bodies apart as if opening a book, with blood splattering everywhere.

These warriors often hold the enemy's head high to their mouths, drink the enemy's blood, roar to the sky as a blood sacrifice to the blood god, offer the skull to the skull seat, and then recover their strength to continue fighting.

As for why these strange stories are merely rumors, it's undoubtedly because the Beiwei Army possesses expert assistance. Any outsider who witnesses anything "strange" is cast into oblivion. Even if someone survives the spell, no one would believe it. Others say the Beiwei Army is possessed by the spirits of refugees from Liaodong. Each of them is familiar with the environment of southern Liaoning and harbors a deep hatred for the Tartars who invaded their homeland. This hatred fueled their outnumbered victory this time, and even with broken limbs and blood gushing, they were determined to stab the Tartars with their lives.

The most exaggerated rumor is...

The Black Flag Army and the Beiwei Army were actually both refined by "clay dolls" made by masters in the mountains. Seeing that Governor Li was unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness, and was also the destined person, they entrusted the clay figurine method to him so that they could rebuild the country and create the mountains and rivers.

Governor Li's unparalleled loyalty and bravery is just an appearance. In fact, he monitors all things in the world as the "man of destiny" and constantly sends out fearless clay figures to stabilize the order of all parties in order to reduce the killing in the world.

Of course, Governor Li had no intention of conquering the world, just as immortals had no interest in the mortal world, but only had an inch of pity for mortals intermittently.

However, this rumor was directly classified as a rumor by the people. Any strange stories coming from the mountains were not worth mentioning. There were also rumors that various mountain people in the mountains usurped the throne and proclaimed themselves emperors.

If Governor Li really had the ability of a man destined by heaven, he would have become the ruler of the world long ago.

Today, Commander Li is still fighting for the country and killing bandits. He is truly a loyal minister rarely seen in a century. The military exploits he has made in just a year and a half are all brilliant and dazzling. How could he be a usurper with ulterior motives!
This is clearly jealousy of Li Dudu's achievements, or simply the work of the Eastern Tartars -

Seeing that the Black Banners were specifically targeting the Eight Banners, they tried every possible means to fabricate rumors and slander them, so as to alienate the emperor and his ministers and cause them to kill each other, and they could reap the benefits.

It’s ridiculous that no one would believe such rumors, and no one would give the Tartars a chance to take advantage of the situation!
However, all the rumors are just rumors. Anyone with common sense knows that the Beiwei Army is just well-trained, and the Liao people have a deep blood feud.

Civil and military officials were envious and admired the military achievements of the Beiwei Army.

The Beiwei Army had only about 2,000 elite soldiers, but they were able to send part of their troops to harass southern Liaoning and join forces to seize Fuzhou, scaring the defenders of Lushun and Jinzhou so much that they dared not leave the city.

The main force of the Tatars has not yet moved south, and only a few Tangma are monitoring the outskirts of Fuzhou.

The Eastern Tartars might be waiting for the Beiwei Army to run out of food before defeating them in a battle to reduce their own casualties, or the Tartars were afraid to advance further, acting like they were "afraid of darkness".

The 700 reinforcements that General Li was about to send had just entered Shandong Province and would take several days to arrive in Dengzhou.

Deng Lai civil and military officials all felt that the land of Jin Fu was recovered and they could look forward to it again!
Twenty thousand troops from all over Shandong Province gathered in Dengzhou. The Beiwei Army successfully regained control of the sea. There were no more obstacles on the road to southern Liaoning. It was a good time to cross the sea and regain lost territory.

Of course, lost territories must be recovered and military achievements must also be discussed.

Capturing the traitorous prince was a great achievement, and the Beiwei Army, which independently completed the naval battle, was naturally the one who deserved the most credit.

The imperial court is currently in need of personnel, and it is possible that the chief officer of the Beiwei Army will be promoted two or three levels.

Such an important traitorous prince as Shang Kexi must be sent to the capital and handed over to the court, and finally sentenced to death by a thousand cuts.

Then the accompanying personnel are very important. They may be lucky enough to show their faces and leave their names in front of His Majesty. Even if they cannot become familiar to the emperor, they can still help him get promoted and make money.

Even though the team to offer captives had already been selected by high-ranking officials, middle and lower-level civil and military officials were still able to get a piece of the more than 1,000 heads captured by the Beiwei Army.

In previous years, civil officials would have embezzled military merits without hesitation, either using them for themselves or distributing them to their connections, or at most giving the reward money to the meritorious service providers.

If anyone has a conscience, they can give credit to the meritorious person.

However, the Beiwei Army, also known as the Black Flag Camp, was a powerful army known throughout the world and a favorite of the emperor.

Whoever dares to cause trouble to the Beiwei Army will have his three clans in danger. Song Yihe, who was sentenced to the extermination of his three clans, is the best example.

So both civil officials and military generals planned to spend money to purchase it - after all, didn't the Black Flag Army hold a head auction in southern Shandong some time ago?
This time it is time for the civil and military officials of northern Shandong to take advantage of the military merits.

However, just as the civil and military officials made up their minds to form a group to find the Beiwei Army to buy "goods", they found that the Beiwei Army soldiers were actually carrying supplies onto the ship. There were thousands of people and it seemed that there were also Liao people from other tribes joining them.

This made Xu Renlong puzzled, "What are you guys doing?"

"That traitor Shang Kexi has already been specially escorted to Beijing. It's time for us to set sail for Lushun to kill the Tartars!"

"T-It's only been a day's rest, isn't it too fast?"

"How can this be fast? As long as the Tartars occupy Liaodong, we Liao people will never have a single day of peace!" The elite soldier turned around and shouted at the newly joined Liao people, "Do you want to go home?"

"miss you!"

"Come on, get on board. I'll lead the Beiwei Army and take you back home! Come with me and kill the Tartars!"

The deputy general of Dengzhou, the garrison commander of Dengzhou, the lieutenant general of Laizhou, and the Shandong governor's battalion... all the generals were moved when they saw this scene, and they all requested the Shandong governor and the Denglai governor to approve them to follow the Beiwei army to fight.

"what?"

The two governors looked at each other in bewilderment. They had originally planned to prepare for some time before heading north to Lushun, but now the generals were jealous of the Beiwei army's military achievements and strongly requested to fight.

Even if you don't want to fight now, you have to fight.

……

In an unattended house in Dengzhou City, a man opened a birdcage, grabbed a white pigeon in his palm, and skillfully stuffed a roll of gray paper into the leather sheath of the pigeon's leg with his right hand.

He walked to the small courtyard inside the house, held the white dove in both hands and threw it upwards. The white dove immediately flapped its wings and flew to the north.

(End of this chapter)