Huangming

Chapter 458 Datong Out of Control, Taking a Risk (Bonus Chapter for 2400 Monthly Tickets!)
The first to discover the refugee army were the soldiers guarding the city in the southeast corner.

He rubbed his eyes, which were stung by the sandstorm, and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs:
"They're here! Lots of people! They're rioters!"

"Quickly spread this news to the adults in the city!"

The city's garrison immediately panicked.

soon.

The four gates of the prefectural city were closed.

The news of the rioters coming to Datong Prefecture spread like wildfire, quickly reaching every corner of the region.

now.

Inside the Datong County government office, Magistrate Dong Zhongxing was staring blankly at a city defense map.

Hearing the commotion outside, he hurriedly stood up, even slipping his shoe, and stumbled to the door, grabbing a flustered constable:

"W-What's going on? Rioters...the rioters have really arrived? How many are there?"

"Reporting to, Your Excellency!"

The constable was deathly pale and trembled as he spoke.

"The soldiers guarding the city said that it stretched as far as the eye could see!"
The flag reads "General Pingjin," so he's probably one of Zhang Tianlin's men!
They were also pushing several wooden ladders; it looked like they were about to attack the city!

Dong Zhongxing felt dizzy and had to hold onto the door frame to keep from falling.

He had only been in office in Datong for half a year, and originally thought that he could stay in this important border town for a few years, but he never expected to encounter such a big mess.

Although the city defenses of Datong Prefecture were stronger than those of Zuoyun and Youyu, most of the garrison troops were old and weak, and the able-bodied soldiers had been taken by Wang Wei to hunt down the refugees.

There are only a little over a thousand soldiers in the city's garrison at most. How can they possibly hold off tens of thousands of refugees?
Looking at the panicked people on the street, and thinking of his family still in the mansion, his teeth began to chatter.
"Quickly! Quickly pass on my order: have all the city garrison troops go up to the city wall!"
Then, have the village heads of each ward organize the people to move stones and transport logs—everything that can be used to defend the city—to the city walls!

But when his orders were issued, very few people responded.

The village heads were busy reinforcing their own gates, and the common people hid at home, afraid to come out. Only a few loyal yamen runners carried bundles of firewood and ran towards the city wall, their figures appearing particularly thin in the twilight.

at the same time.

The Prince Dai's mansion was in complete disarray.

Zhu Naijun smashed the porcelain on the table, scattering it all over the floor.

His chest heaved violently as he cursed at the kneeling butler:
"Wang Wei is a good-for-nothing!"
How could I have believed his nonsense back then?
They said things like "civil unrest is under control" and "the Great Harmony will be secure," but what about now?
The rioters have surrounded the city!

Where are his soldiers?

What about his 20,000 elite troops?
Did he eat them all?

The butler lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to lift his head.

He knew that the Prince of Dai's anger at this moment stemmed partly from his fear that the rioters would break through the city, and partly from his heartache over the wealth in his mansion.

If the gold, silver, silk, and calligraphy and paintings that were just transported from Jiangnan were looted by the refugees, the Prince of Dai would probably be heartbroken.

"And those local gentry!"

Zhu Naijun grew angrier with each curse and kicked over the flower stand next to him.

"They all begged for my protection before, but now that these rioters have arrived, they're running faster than rabbits!"
Heading towards Xuanfu?
Is Xuanfu safe?

A bunch of useless idiots!

He cursed for a long time until his voice was hoarse before he remembered that he should do something practical.

He pointed at the steward and said urgently, "Quickly! Have all the servants in the manor pick up their weapons and guard the gates of the Prince's mansion!"

Go to the treasury and move some more silver. If the city falls, take the silver and leave through the back gate!

Ultimately, what he cared about most was his own life and money.

the other side.

Inside the residence of Zhang Wei, the eunuch in charge of the garrison, the candlelight was blindingly bright.

Zhang Wei was wearing a dark brown robe with python patterns, and he was holding a wolf-hair brush in his hand, which was trembling violently.

As he wrote, he called out to the little eunuch standing beside him:

"quick!

Get the horses ready, and choose the fastest one!

This secret letter must be delivered to Xuanfu within three days and handed over to Commander Xiong!

They said that Datong was under siege and the situation was critical; if they didn't come soon, Datong would be finished!

The young eunuch took the secret letter and was about to leave when Zhang Wei called him back:

"Wait! Let's add one more thing: Wang Wei's mismanagement led to the loss of control of the civil unrest and the southward advance of the Tartars. The people and soldiers of Datong are all hoping that the General will come to take charge of the overall situation!"

"Wang Wei's crimes must be clearly stated so that the court knows that it is not the incompetence of our Datong officials, but that Wang Wei ruined everything!"

The young eunuch nodded in agreement, tucked the secret letter into his pocket, and hurried out. The neighing of the post horse soon echoed from outside the government office and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Wei looked at the night outside the window and sighed deeply.

If Datong Prefecture is captured...

As the eunuch in charge of the garrison, he is also to blame!

While chaos reigned in the city, order gradually returned to the city walls.

Zu Dashou led his troops into the city to take over the city's defenses.

Zu Dashou, clad in black iron armor, ascended the city wall via the ladder, his gaze sweeping over the panicked guards atop the wall, his voice steady and powerful:
"What's the panic! Datong City is high and well-fortified. As long as we hold it, the rebels won't be able to break in anytime soon!"

He walked to the edge of the battlements and looked out towards the city.

As night deepened, flickering lights appeared in the refugee army's camp, like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness. One could vaguely see people pushing wooden ladders and shouting slogans, the sounds loud yet somewhat chaotic.

Zu Dashou's lips curled into a cold smile.

Even if these refugees were numerous, they were nothing more than a rabble. Without siege equipment or any strategy, their attempt to breach the city of Datong was nothing short of a pipe dream.

"Give me the order!"

Zu Dashou turned around and said to his deputy:
"The first team will guard the east gate, the second team will guard the south gate, the third team will guard the west gate, and I will personally oversee the north gate!"
Anyone who dares to abandon their post will be dealt with according to military law!

The guerrillas and centurions under his command bowed and accepted the order, quickly going down to relay it.

Seeing that Zu Dashou was calm and composed, and that the defensive equipment on the city wall was gradually being put into place, the soldiers' panicked emotions calmed down a lot. They picked up their weapons, leaned against the crenellations, and vigilantly watched the outside of the city.

Zu Dashou walked around the city wall again, inspecting every defense.

He looked at the army of refugees outside the city and recalled Wang Wei's previous actions.

Zu Dashou's lips curled slightly upwards, a calculating glint in his eyes:
Wang Wei is beyond redemption now.

When Xiong Jinglue arrives and sees the mess in Datong, he will surely punish Wang Wei.

At that time, Datong will be completely stable.

the other side.

It took Wang Wei three days to finally lead his troops to catch up with Zhang Tianlin's rebel army.

Zhang Tianlin's army of refugees, at this moment, huddled like a frightened herd of beasts in the valley between Leigong Mountain and Baideng Mountain.

The area was full of jagged rocks, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. However, the wooden sticks and kitchen knives in the hands of the refugees were ultimately no match for the standard weapons of the government troops.

"kill!"

At Wang Wei's command, the government troops surged up the hillside like a tide.

The cavalrymen led the way, their hooves crushing the gravel and sending the fleeing refugees flying as they tried to resist.

The infantry followed closely behind, thrusting with spears and slashing with swords, and soon screams of agony echoed through the canyon.

The refugee army was already exhausted from the long march and had not received proper training. Faced with the government army's fierce attack, they were instantly routed.

"General! News has come from the direction of Datong Prefecture that the refugees besieging the city have fled into the mountains after the main force was defeated, and the siege of the prefectural city has been lifted!"

A trusted servant rode up on horseback, his voice filled with excitement.

Wang Wei reined in his horse, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged corpses of refugees scattered across the mountain, but he felt no joy whatsoever.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood splattered on his face and looked towards Datong City not far away.

The city walls were faintly visible in the morning light, and the city gates were tightly closed, clearly indicating that the city was still on guard.

But he knew in his heart that if he entered the city now, what awaited him was not a reward, but the Prince of Dai's angry scolding, Zhang Wei's questioning, or even the imperial edict of punishment from the court.

The civil unrest escalated to the point of besieging the prefectural city, and the Tartars looted several counties. As the "acting commander-in-chief of Datong," he could not escape responsibility.

"Pass down the order: the entire army shall set up camp thirty li outside the city and shall not enter the city."

"Send scouts to closely monitor the refugees in the mountains, and make sure they are completely eradicated."

Then have someone count the casualties and tally the spoils, and report back to the town later.

Although the trusted servants had doubts, they dared not ask any further questions, bowed, and accepted the order before leaving.

soon.

The government troops began to set up camp in an orderly manner, and smoke gradually rose from the chimneys, but the atmosphere in the camp was particularly oppressive.

The soldiers vaguely sensed their commander's anxiety, and no one dared to make a sound.

Wang Wei sat in the makeshift command tent, holding a cup of cold tea in his hand, but he had no appetite for it.

Hey!
He had previously planned to use the refugees to launder money and force Xiong Tingbi to compromise, but now, the refugees have not become his pawns, but his death warrant.

He couldn't stop the Tartars from raiding southwards.

Datong Prefecture was besieged...

Each and every one of these offenses is a capital offense.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the tent, and a scout knelt on one knee, his face deathly pale.

"General!"

News has arrived from Xuanfu.

Xiong Jinglue has led his army to Xujiazhuang Fortress, and is only a day's journey from Datong Prefecture!

"Bang!"

The teacup in Wang Wei's hand fell to the ground, scattering shards of celadon porcelain everywhere.

Xiong Tingbi!
Why did he have to come at this time of all!

He didn't come earlier or later; he only came with his army after he had made a mess of Datong.

This is clearly a accusation!
Wang Wei suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the tent, cold sweat sliding down his face.

He embezzled military funds in Datong, falsified quotas, and condoned civil unrest...

Any one of those points is enough to kill him ten times over!
"Hey!"

Wang Wei suddenly stopped in his tracks, let out a long sigh, his voice filled with despair.

With Xiong Tingbi's arrival, the Prince of Dai will likely be unable to protect him given the mess he's been making lately.

Let alone the position of general, whether he could even keep his head was uncertain.

"General, now that things have come to this, what are you still hesitating about?"

The curtain was lifted, and Zhou Jingzhi, an advisor, walked in.

He looked at the shards of porcelain scattered on the ground, then at Wang Wei's pale face, his tone tinged with urgency.

Even if you wipe out the refugees, so what?

The Tartars marched south to plunder, causing widespread unrest in several counties and leaving many people displaced. Can you, General, bear this responsibility?
Who was Xiong Tingbi?

He dared to touch even hereditary nobles in Xuanfu, would he let you off the hook?

"I'm definitely not going to keep my position as deputy commander-in-chief; I might even lose my head!"

Wang Wei suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot:
"Then what do you think this town should do?"
Should we, like Wang Guoliang, raise an army in rebellion?

Have you forgotten what happened to him?

This year, Wang Guoliang, the commander of Wanquan Commandery, took a desperate gamble and rebelled, but was wiped out in less than a month, and his head was sent to the capital and displayed to the public.

This is a lesson from the past!

"Times have changed!"

Zhou Jingzhi took two steps forward, his voice extremely low.

"Wang Guoliang was defeated because he relied solely on his soldiers, who were not united, and he did not draw on the strength of the people."

But we're different.

Public resentment is boiling over in Shanxi and Shaanxi, and refugees are everywhere. Although Zhang Tianlin has been defeated, he still has remnants of his troops scattered in the mountains. If you were to raise your voice, those desperate refugees would surely come to join you!

He paused, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes:
"Besides, do you have any way out now?"

Not resisting is a dead end.

If they rebel, there's still a glimmer of hope!
Think about it, we can stabilize the situation in Datong first. If Datong cannot be defended, as long as the general leads the army into Shaanxi, it will cause an even greater civil unrest with more than 100,000 people. What will the court do then?
Public resentment was boiling over, and the rebels were numerous. The imperial court could only offer them pacification, granting them official positions and territory. The general would still enjoy wealth and honor!

Wang Wei's heart skipped a beat.

Appeasement?

Wealth and glory?

These words, like hooks, ensnared his thoughts.

Looking at the camp outside the tent, he thought of the property he had accumulated in Datong over the years, the gold and silver he had hoarded, and the possible fate of Xiong Tingbi after his arrival.

Their homes were ransacked, they were beheaded, and even their family members were implicated.

If we don't rebel, we will surely die.

If we rebel, perhaps we can find a way to survive.

"But……"

Wang Wei was still somewhat hesitant.

"Would my soldiers rebel against me? Most of their families are in Datong Prefecture..."

"Don't worry, Commander!"

Zhou Jingzhi immediately said, "Most of the 20,000 elite troops under the command of the General are your personal guards and veterans. They live off your provisions and are extremely loyal to you."

As for their families, once you capture Datong, you can bring their families to your army. Wouldn't they follow you? Besides, Shaanxi has grain and land. If you promise to distribute land to them after conquering Shaanxi, they'll be even more eager than you are to do so!

Wang Wei fell silent.

He walked to the tent flap, lifted a corner, and looked at the soldiers outside.

Those people were his trusted confidants who had fought alongside him for decades, and they survived only because of him.

If he were to raise his voice, they might actually rebel!

Zhang Tianlin's army of refugees consisted of people who had nowhere else to turn, yet they managed to force the city of Datong to declare martial law, demonstrating the depth of public resentment.

If he can exploit this public resentment, he might be able to stir up the political situation and win the court's approval.

"They've rebelled... there's still a glimmer of hope..."

Wang Wei muttered to himself, the hesitation in his eyes gradually replaced by determination.

He clenched his fist tightly, his tone gradually becoming firm.

"Okay! Just do as you say!"

"only."

"In your opinion, what should this town do next?"

One wrong step now could mean total defeat.

Wang Wei dared not be careless.

Zhou Jingzhi took half a step forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in a respectful gesture. His tone was calm yet ruthless:

"General, we need to take three risky steps right now, and we can't afford to make a single mistake."

He held up three fingers and disassembled each item one by one.

"First, quickly recruit Zhang Tianlin."

Although he was defeated, he was quite prestigious among the refugees and still held tens of thousands of refugees under his control.

By subduing him, we can not only eliminate any worries about the future, but also use his name to gather the refugees scattered in the mountains and add soldiers to our army.

Secondly, they deliberately opened the gates of Datong Prefecture.

The city contains the Prince of Dai's private treasury, the county government's granary, and the armory's weapons. Only with these can you truly expand your army and raise troops.

Thirdly, they trapped and killed Sun Zhen and Ma Rong.

These two men, who command armies and are acting arrogantly, will surely become a future threat if they are not eliminated soon.

A messenger could be sent to falsely claim that "the garrison eunuch Zhang Wei has ordered all generals to enter the city to discuss a plan to quell the rebellion." Once they enter the city, they could be captured in one fell swoop. Their troops, leaderless, would naturally surrender to the general.

"If time permits, we can also set up an ambush on the only road from Xujiazhuangbao to Datong Prefecture."

Xiong Tingbi's army, though well-disciplined after a long march, must be exhausted. If we can catch him off guard, we can not only delay his entry into the city but also seize his provisions and weapons. At that time, the sky over Datong will truly belong to you, General!"

These three moves, each more aggressive than the last, advanced step by step, directly striking at Wang Wei's vitals.

He looked at Zhou Jingzhi, and a glimmer of light finally appeared in his eyes.

The initial panic gradually subsided, replaced by a resolute determination to gamble everything.

"Alright! We'll do as you say!"

He slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"However, this matter of subduing Zhang Tianlin requires a reliable person to handle it. What do you think..."

"Leave this matter to your subordinates."

Zhou Jingzhi immediately responded.

"Zhang Tianlin is now trapped on Leigong Mountain, with government troops in front and no way to retreat behind. This is the moment when he is most vulnerable."

Sending subordinates down would not only demonstrate the commander-in-chief's sincerity but also allow him to exploit the commander's weaknesses.

If he does not surrender, tell him that resistance will only lead to death.

If he surrenders, offer him the position of "Commander of the Refugees," allowing him to retain control of his former troops; he will surely be tempted.

Seeing Zhou Jingzhi's confident demeanor, Wang Wei felt much more at ease.

He stepped forward and patted Zhou Jingzhi on the shoulder:

"Thank you for your hard work! If we succeed this time, you will be the one who makes the greatest contribution. I will definitely appoint you as the Provincial Governor and let you jointly govern Shanxi with me!"

"Thank you, General Xie!"

Zhou Jingzhi bowed respectfully, a barely perceptible glint of ambition flashing in his eyes.

Today's uprising is not only a gamble for Wang Wei, but also for him.

Once the matter is accomplished, he will no longer be a subordinate advisor, but a powerful minister who can govern a region.

Without any unnecessary delay, Zhou Jingzhi took only two trusted confidants, carrying Wang Wei's token, and headed towards Leigong Mountain under the cover of dusk.

The mountain path was rugged, and the loose stones hurt the horses' hooves. The mountain wind swirled with dry grass and debris, stinging their faces.

As you walk halfway up the mountain, you can hear chaotic noises coming from the mountain.

There were cries from women and children, curses from men, and people fighting over the last bit of dry rations; morale had clearly collapsed.

now.

The temporary campsite atop Leigong Mountain was in complete disarray.

The dilapidated tents were leaning precariously, the campfire was reduced to a few embers, and several refugees sat on the ground with blank stares.

Zhang Tianlin stood on a boulder, gazing in the direction of Datong City in the distance, his brows furrowed.

The fierce attack by Wang Wei's army just now extinguished all his heroic spirit like a bucket of cold water.

He originally thought that with 40,000 refugees, he could at least put up a fight against the government troops. But when they actually clashed, he realized that the refugees, without armor or training, were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter in front of the elite border troops.

"Perhaps... the Ming Dynasty isn't bad enough yet."

Zhang Tianlin muttered to herself, already harboring thoughts of retreating.

He planned to take the elite troops he had gathered over the past few days and flee to Shaanxi overnight.

The drought in Shaanxi is even more severe, and there are even more displaced people. As long as he raises his arm and calls, he can always gather another group.

If all else fails, head south to Taiyuan Prefecture, a prosperous area where there might be a glimmer of hope.

"General! The government troops have sent men!"

A guard rushed over, interrupting his thoughts.

The guard secretly clutched a small piece of silver in his hand, which Zhou Jingzhi's confidant had just slipped to him, his eyes showing a hint of panic.

"Send someone?"

Zhang Tianlin frowned, her tone icy.

"They've come to surrender? No way! Just kill them, save us the trouble of talking!"

He is now filled with hatred for the government troops and is unwilling to listen to any attempts to persuade him to surrender.

"No, don't kill!"

The guard hurriedly waved his hand, his voice changing tone.

"That man said... that he came to help the general, not to surrender!"

He even brought General Wang Wei's token!

"help me?"

Zhang Tianlin was stunned.

He is now trapped on the mountaintop, with pursuers in front and no way to retreat. Even getting food is a problem. Who will come to help him?
Could it be a trap set by the government troops?

He stared into the guard's eyes and saw that the man's gaze flickered, not seeming to be lying, which immediately aroused some suspicion in his heart:
"Bring him to me. Everyone else, step aside."

After a while.

Zhou Jingzhi followed his personal guards into the camp.

He was dressed in a blue long gown and held a black iron token in his hand, which was engraved with the words "Wang Wei, Deputy Commander-in-Chief of Datong". He looked calm and composed.

"Sir, you have come from afar, how can you help me?"

Zhang Tianlin got straight to the point, his hand on the knife at his waist, his eyes wary.

He hadn't forgotten that the man in front of him, whose master had just routed his army of refugees.

Zhou Jingzhi glanced at the surrounding refugees, noticing someone secretly observing them, so he stepped forward and lowered his voice:

"There are too many people here, and it might be inconvenient. I would like to ask the general to speak with me privately."

Zhang Tianlin's eyes flickered, and after a moment of thought, she finally couldn't suppress her curiosity.

He wanted to know what tricks this person was up to.

He waved for his guards to retreat ten paces, then led Zhou Jingzhi behind a large, sheltered rock before speaking coldly:
"You can say it now."

Zhou Jingzhi took out Wang Wei's token from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Tianlin, his tone suddenly changing, becoming somewhat oppressive:

"To be honest, my lord, Wang Wei, the deputy commander of Datong, will soon start a rebellion and turn against the Ming Dynasty!"

"what?!"

Zhang Tianlin suddenly took a step back, her eyes filled with shock.

"What...what did you say? The government troops...rebel?"

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Wang Wei was the deputy commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty, receiving a salary from the imperial court. How could he suddenly rebel?
"General, do you think I would need to lie to you?"

Zhou Jingzhi's expression remained unchanged; instead, he took a step forward, closing in on Zhang Tianlin.

"You are now trapped on Leigong Mountain, with no food or reinforcements. If General Wang wants to kill you, he only needs to send a cavalry unit up the mountain. Your men will not last more than half an hour."

But my lord didn't do that. Instead, he sent me to give you a way out.

His tone softened, and he began to offer enticement:
"If you are willing to assist General Wang, you can still take command of your refugee troops. General Wang will also give you armor and weapons and make you the 'Great General of the Refugees of Datong'."

After you capture Datong Prefecture, the granaries will be under your control, and you will be in charge of recruiting refugees. If you take over Shanxi in the future, you will become the 'Refugee Commander' of Shanxi.

This is much better than you fleeing to Shaanxi and becoming a bandit.

Zhang Tianlin's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, her mind in turmoil.

The government troops rebelled...

This was simply a fantasy, yet Zhou Jingzhi's words hooked his heart like a snare.

He really has no way out now.

Fleeing to Shaanxi might not necessarily allow them to raise an army.

If they stayed in the mountains, they would be wiped out by Wang Wei sooner or later.

But if he joined Wang Wei in rebellion, he could not only survive, but also get an official position, soldiers, and food. Wasn't that what he had always wanted?
"But...why did Wang Wei rebel?"

Zhang Tianlin still had some doubts.

"Because Xiong Tingbi is coming."

Zhou Jingzhi sneered.

"How many people's homes did Xiong Tingbi confiscate in Xuanfu?"

How many corrupt generals were executed?

The fact that General Wang had empty quotas and embezzled military funds is enough to warrant his death ten times over.

To not rebel is to die.

If they rebel, there's still a glimmer of hope.

Isn't your situation the same now?

These words struck Zhang Tianlin's weak spot.

Looking at the token in Zhou Jingzhi's hand, and then thinking of the refugees under his command who had followed him in fleeing famine and fighting wars, the scales in his heart finally tipped.

He abruptly sheathed his sword, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Very well! If General Wang is truly willing to rebel against the Ming, I, Zhang Tianlin, am willing to serve him as my master!"

This may be his only chance to turn things around.

With the help of Wang Wei, they can gain a foothold in Datong, and even in the future, with the help of the refugees, they can fight for a place in this world.

Zhou Jingzhi smiled when he saw that he had agreed.

"The general is indeed a man who knows how to adapt to the times!"
General Wang has already set up camp at the foot of the mountain. General, you can immediately lead your elite troops down the mountain to join General Wang.

As for the refugees on the mountain, they can follow later; General Wang has prepared provisions and fodder, so they won't go hungry.

Zhang Tianlin nodded and turned to walk towards the camp.

He stood on the boulder, drew his sword, and shouted at the chaotic refugees:
"Brothers! There's no need to run away!"

General Wang is willing to join forces with us to rebel against the Ming Dynasty!
There is food to eat! There are clothes to wear! There are weapons!
Those who are willing to work with me, come down the mountain with me!

The previously apathetic refugees erupted in a frenzy upon hearing "the Ming Dynasty has been overthrown" and "there will be food to eat."

Some hesitated, some were excited, some whispered among themselves, but seeing Zhang Tianlin's determined eyes and the campfire in the distant government army camp, someone finally stood up:

"Wherever the General goes, I will go!"

"Correct!"

"Let's go down the mountain!"

Zhou Jingzhi stood beside the boulder, watching this scene, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The first move has been made.

Next, they tricked the city of Datong into opening, and captured and killed Sun Zhen and Ma Rong.
The good show has just begun!
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