Chapter 216: Zong Ze: In His Youth, This Old Man Also Once Sought Immortals and Asked the Dao (Silver Alliance Leader WarmSun1314 Ext

"You are Wanyan Zongwang?"

Lin Dao glanced over, at Wanyan Zongwang's right hand.

His right hand, tightly gripped a waist blade.

Stepping forward two steps again, looking down at him from above "Still have the strength to swing a blade?"

Wanyan Zongwang gave a bitter laugh.

Looking at his own blown-off legs, his gaze desolate.

"Don't make it so sentimental."

Lin Dao's smile casual "Think of all those people you slaughtered, they suffered more than you before death."

"Now it's your turn for retribution."

Wanyan Zongwang trembled as he raised his head "You, are not Song."

"Mm." Lin Dao nodded "Not."

"Then, why help Song?"

Lin Dao squatted down "Culture, transmission, growing on the same piece of land."

"Anything else you want to ask?"

Wanyan Zongwang panted heavily "Can you spare us a way to live?"

Lin Dao flatly shook his head.

"Since you relied on military force to deny others a way to live, you already had no way to live."

"Deny others a way to live, why should others give you a way to live!"

The hope in Wanyan Zongwang's eyes dimmed accordingly.

His own death would be the end of it, but Great Jin still had to face this terrifying monster!

At this moment, he somewhat understood the pain of the Emperor of Liao and Song.

That kind of powerlessness facing a strong enemy, all pleas completely ignored, despair.

Could count as empathy.

"Finished speaking?"

Lin Dao, leaning on the machine gun, stared at him and asked "Any other last words to give?"

Wanyan Zongwang looked at him in confusion.

He wouldn't last long before dying, what did this mean?

"None?"

Lin Dao moved, tore Wanyan Zongwang's clothes, pulled off cloth strips to bind his leg wounds, to avoid death from excessive blood loss.

Reached out to fiddle with eyelids to check pupils, confirming he could hold on a while longer.

Stood up, transmigrated, went to Yonghe Spacetime.

This trip took a bit long, about half an incense stick's time before returning.

When he returned, one hand held a cardiotonic needle, one hand held an iron rod burned red.

Lin Dao first gave the bewildered Wanyan Zongwang a shot of cardiotonic needle, stimulating his remaining vitality.

Then flipped him over, propped up his buttocks.

Gripped the red-hot iron rod in hand, stepped forward one step.

Next moment~~~

Wanyan Zongwang with eyes wide open, neck stiffened straight.

"Howl~~~"

When Lin Dao returned to Bianliang City, outside the city there were already many commoners active.

They gathered food and livestock from the Jin camp, picked up various weapons and supplies.

Using streets and alleys as units, the selected Deliberation Council members organized and led the counting.

Chen Dong and a group of Taixue students were also there.

Seeing the immortal's iron car appear, they all actively came forward to welcome.

Exiting from the infantry fighting vehicle, Lin Dao stood on the vehicle looking around at the crowd gathering around.

Pointed toward behind the infantry fighting vehicle, at a long cage modified from a fishing net "Take to Yujin Garden, build into a capital-viewing mound together with those Jin heads that died outside the city."

Chen Dong and the others ran to the vehicle rear, saw inside the long deep green fishing net cage, packed full of Jin people's grinning heads.

All were selected.

At least had to be a Shizhang, ordinary Jin soldiers' heads had no qualification to be brought back by Lin Dao.

Many spectating commoners were scared into retreating repeatedly.

Even the Taixue students were pale-faced.

Chen Dong recovered first.

Forcefully suppressing nausea, picked up the trumpet he carried and shouted loudly.

"Save the commoners~ Exterminate the Jurchen dogs~"

"Immortal mighty~ Immortal mighty~"

The recovered Taixue students also followed along to build momentum "Immortal mighty~ Immortal mighty~"

Humans all have herd emotions, quickly the surrounding commoners also followed in shouting.

Lin Dao calmly accepted the crowd's cheers.

He indeed saved the commoners in the city.

If not for his intervention, this city of over a million population, by the time the Jin left, survivors would not be one in ten.

Jumping down from the carriage, Lin Dao called for Chen Dong and the others to step forward.

"Have you never thought about spreading republican deliberation across the world?"

"We have." The Taixue Students nodded repeatedly, "But outside Bianliang City, I fear no one would support it."

"Foolish."

Lin Dao smiled and instructed, "Go find the abdicated Emperor and have him issue Imperial Edicts in bulk."

"The Imperial Edict will state that Great Song shall henceforth practice republican deliberation."

"Whoever does not accept it is defying the edict and showing disrespect."

"Then mobilize the local commoners to redistribute land and fields, winning their support."

Chen Dong nodded repeatedly, "Immortal, your words are most correct."

"But whose land and fields are to be redistributed?"

"Naturally those of high officials and powerful nobles." Lin Dao spread his hands and spoke frankly, "Like the Meihua Han Family—divide up their fields."

Chen Dong and the others were slightly stunned, and quickly replied, "Immortal, I fear these people will not agree."

"Of course they won't agree. If it were you, would you agree?"

Lin Dao looked utterly indifferent, "If they don't agree, wipe them out!"

"You may recruit people from among the commoners of Bianliang City to form a Deliberation Army, taking men and horses to various prefectures and counties to promote deliberation."

"Here is what to do: first go to Lianghuai, Jiangnan, Jingxiang, Chuan Shu, and other places."

"You must first incite the commoners, then use the Imperial Edict to claim the moral high ground, and finally use military force to sweep away the local tyrants."

The collapse at the end of any dynasty is essentially rooted in the injustice of wealth distribution.

Forcibly redistributing wealth will inevitably involve bloodshed and sacrifice.

What Lin Dao arranged for the Taixue Students were all places where local forces were strongest.

Clearly, he was pushing them to be cannon fodder.

As for Hebei and Hedong and other places where the local tyrants had been swept clean by the Jin people, those were left to Han Yue.

Of course, Lin Dao knew well that when driving people to work, benefits must always be given.

At the very least, one must paint a delicious and tempting big pie.

"On the side of the Deliberation Council, there should certainly be a distinction of primary and secondary."

"Whoever does well will naturally have greater speech rights in the Deliberation Council."

Once the bait was thrown out, the Taixue Students immediately bit.

Their eyes shone one by one.

They had already begun arguing over dividing up the places they each wanted to go.

Lin Dao watched from the side, smiling without speaking.

Bloodshed and sacrifice, stirring public sentiment.

Fight to the death with the local tyrants and powerful nobles; the heavy task of branding them as rebels starts with you.

Afterwards, Yue Fei and the others will avenge you.

In the days that followed, as the besieging Jin forces retreated, the blockaded Bianliang City gradually restored contact with the outside world.

On the Bian River, numerous ships appeared once more, transporting urgently needed daily supplies into the city.

News from all over Great Song also came in droves.

On the land of Guanzhong, Western Xia seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, capturing many border fortresses of Great Song.

In Jingxiang and Dongting, Zhong Xiang and Yang Yao gradually rose in power.

Between Lianghuai, great bandits rose in swarms.

In Jiangnan and Fujian, the private salt merchant Fan Ruwei attacked cities and seized territory.

Rioting soldiers, bandits, and rebel armies were everywhere across the land.

The whole world was full of rising winds and surging clouds, completely showing the posture of the end of a dynasty.

Lin Dao stayed quietly in the Brothel Courtyard on Ma Qian Jie.

During the day he basically did not appear, going to another time and space to busy himself with work.

When he returned at night, every now and then an Imperial Princess would be sent over.

In the name of serving the Immortal being their good fortune.

As repayment, Lin Dao would also send Vitamin Tablets to Zhao Ji.

Because there were too many people, the carriages and houses could not accommodate them, so he simply repaired the houses and small buildings in the courtyard to accommodate the group of Imperial Princesses.

Thus, after waiting for more than a month, Zong Ze, Yue Fei, and the others finally arrived at Bianliang City.

Coming to Bianliang City along with Yue Fei was also the news that the Grand Marshal of Hebei Army and Horses, Kang Prince Zhao Gou, refused to obey the Imperial Edict, proclaiming it a False Edict.

Yue Fei came because he was following Zong Ze on the outskirts of the Capital, fighting the Jin people.

Han Shizhong did not come because he was escorting Zhao Gou to flee the Jin people to Shandong.

Zong Ze entered the city, and upon learning the royal house had been deposed, immediately led troops into the Forbidden Zone.

After controlling the Imperial Palace and capturing Qin Gui and others, he immediately arranged for the tearfully joyful Zhao Huan to resume the throne.

Only at this time did he learn that there was such an Immortal within Bianliang City.

"Those who spread heresy and deceive the masses, who play tricks and ghosts!"

Zong Ze did not believe in any Immortals or ghosts at all, and immediately wanted to send troops to capture them.

"No~~~"

Zhao Ji and his sons exclaimed in unison.

"Officials, do not be rash." Zhao Huan shook his head repeatedly, "This is a true Immortal; I saw him with my own eyes."

"One man shattered ten thousand troops, crushing and routing the besieging Jin army like withered stalks."

"Even the Jin's Second Prince had his head taken by him, built into a mound of skulls."

"If Your Excellency doubts it, you may go to Yujin Garden to see for yourself."

Zong Ze hesitated.

The Jin's sudden defeat had always been a mystery.

Though there were reports that they were defeated at Bianliang City.

But Zong Ze had always scoffed at this.

If Bianliang City truly had such strength, it would not have been driven to the point of a breached city and a fallen nation.

During these days, Zong Ze and the others had been busy suppressing and chasing down the scattered Jin soldiers fleeing everywhere.

The captured Jin soldiers kept talking about iron cars, thunder from the sky, fire dragons, iron-armored men, and giant objects.

Zong Ze had always been doubtful and confused, yet never believed it.

Now~~~

He greeted the generals: "Go, let's take a look!"

Everyone mounted their horses, left Xuan De Lou, and rushed along Imperial Street all the way to Nanxun Gate.

Not far outside the city was Yujin Garden.

Looking at the Jia Guan standing at the entrance of Yujin Garden, everyone drew a sharp breath, their eyes full of shock.

No one understood better than these frontline generals how difficult the Jin were to fight.

Even in the past month or so, suppressing those scattered Jin soldiers and rogues had still been difficult.

It was truly hard to imagine when the Jin forces were at their peak, with dozens of ten-thousand-household commanders gathering outside Bianliang City.

What immense power it must have taken to defeat them!

Even piling up the heads of tens of thousands of Jin here.

"Cough~~~"

Zong Ze coughed once, stroked his beard and smiled: "When I was young, I traveled the mountains and rivers, and once sought Immortals and asked about the Dao."

"I suppose my heart was not sincere then, and I never received guidance from an Immortal."

"Now that there is an Immortal in the city, shall we go pay a visit?"

The generals all echoed in agreement.

"Let's go together~"

"Let's go together~"

Until now, Zong Ze was still unwilling to believe.

But the heads of tens of thousands of Jin, though they had not spoken a word, truly and realistically displayed to him the existence of immense power.

For Zong Ze, he would rather believe that an Immortal had acted and wiped out the Jin army.

Than believe that the weak imperial court and quail-like commoners of Bianliang City could accomplish such a feat!

Inside the Brothel Courtyard.

Roufu Princess Zhao Duofu, her face flushed red, got down from the carriage.

Lowering her head, she handed the white small stick in her hand to Lin Dao.

Looking at the two stripes on the stick, Lin Dao suddenly raised his head and stared at her.

Ecstasy!

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