Chapter 219: Yue Family Army (Silver Alliance Leader Nuan Yang 1314 Bonus Chapter)

"Taxes?"

"What taxes does Great Song even have left?"

The dry old man Zong Ze raised his wine cup and drained it in one gulp. "The Two Rivers have fallen."

"Guanzhong, Chuan Shu, Jingxiang, Jiangnan, Lingnan and other places all refuse to recognize Bianliang City's orders, each acting independently."

"Bianliang City itself is impoverished beyond endurance, can hardly collect any tax grain at all, and still has to ship grain in."

"The current situation already bears the appearance of late Tang warlord separatism."

"This is only temporary pain." Lin Dao poured him wine. "No destruction, no creation."

"If we muddle through as before, this time it won't take a hundred years—either foreign tribes invade or internal rebellion erupts, tearing everything apart."

"I know." Zong Ze picked up a piece of luncheon meat and stuffed it into his mouth. "Just complaining a bit."

"For the people of the world, even rotten meat must be dug out clean!"

News of the Deliberation Army and land distribution spread throughout the world.

The localities were naturally in an uproar.

Reactions everywhere were basically the same: declaring the imperial house coerced by treacherous ministers, and firmly refusing to recognize the imperial edicts from Bianliang City.

Refusing to remit money, grain, and taxes to Bianliang City, the landlords and local tyrants organized militia and armed themselves.

They used military force to besiege the Deliberation Army led by the Taixue students, and ruthlessly extorted local commoners.

Bianliang City, deprived of blood transfusion, could now survive only through Lin Dao's support.

"First crush the Jin people."

Lin Dao picked up a piece of fried chicken, stuffed it into his mouth, and nearly spat it out.

Was this to beat to death the salt sellers?

He looked up and saw not far away, Roufu Princess gazing over with eyes full of hope.

This was her cooking.

"Forget it, considering you have merit."

Lin Dao forced a smile and gave her a thumbs-up to show his appreciation.

"After crushing the Jin people, we'll turn around and sweep away all these scum everywhere."

"Then pacify Western Xia, recover the Western Regions, and recreate the prosperity of Han and Tang."

"Then vigorously open up living space, continuously migrate, and let every piece of land we can find become the homeland of the Central Plains people."

Lin Dao's words made Zong Ze's blood boil with excitement.

"Hateful!"

Zong Ze slapped his thigh. "I only hate that I am too old."

"If I could be younger by a few dozen years, I would surely get to see such a prosperous age!"

Lin Dao smiled. "Listen to more good news, your mood improves, and your lifespan will grow longer."

After a free meal, the well-fed and well-drunk Zong Ze took his leave.

He had to go prepare trade goods to exchange with Lin Dao for support.

The immortal liked gold, silver, jade, and gems, all kinds of jewelry.

All kinds of medicinal herbs, handicrafts.

Even tea leaves and raw silk were wanted.

Bianliang City was short of money and grain, but there were still plenty of these things.

As for Lin Dao, he returned to the Modern World and contacted multiple Machinery Processing Factories.

"Game Currency."

"Ancient Coin Craft."

"Copper Zinc Lead Ratio, five to four to one."

"Can you make ten million pieces?"

"I'll send you the design blueprint, with a hole in the middle."

"Long-term order, depending on your quotation."

"My order is so big, give me a discount on the price."

Copper was expensive, but zinc and lead were much cheaper.

Adding more zinc and lead could lower costs.

As for the order quantity.

For Machinery Processing Factories, let alone ten million pieces, even one hundred million pieces was nothing.

Once raw materials were in place and machines started up, goods poured out with a clatter.

Busy until evening, Lin Dao finished work and went back to sleep.

Recently these days, he had truly been overworked and needed good rest.

After all, there were too many girls from various spacetimes.

Fortunately there was also good news.

Xie Daoyun and others from Yonghe Spacetime, Dong Xiaowan and others from Chongzhen Spacetime successively reported good news.

These news greatly stabilized the undercurrents of both spacetimes.

Those who wanted to introduce an adopted son to Lin Dao also furled their flags and beat their drums no more.

Instead they began crazily submitting memorials urging him to take the throne.

Lin Dao decided to wait a bit more, until the melon was ripe and the stem fell off before speaking.

Various spacetimes were all entering a stable period in an orderly fashion, and Lin Dao also had more rest time.

It goes without saying that the production capacity of the modern industrial era is formidable.

In just a few days, various processing factories had delivered the copper coins Lin Dao ordered to the warehouse.

Production didn't take much time; most of the time was spent on transportation.

Jingkang Spacetime.

Bianliang City, Left Treasury.

Looking at the mountain of gleaming copper coins piled up like a mountain in the warehouse, Zong Ze rubbed his face hard.

"Immortal Master."

He imitated Lin Dao's habit and gave a thumbs-up, "Awesome~~~"

Lin Dao bared his teeth, "Are your things ready?"

"Immortal Master, please look."

Zong Ze led the way to a nearby warehouse.

He gestured to the many raw silks in the warehouse, "They have already been weighed with the tools Immortal Master gave, totaling five tons, no less."

Lin Dao stepped forward to inspect.

The quality is quite good.

In the Modern World, raw silk costs about five hundred thousand per ton.

Five tons would be two and a half million.

For such massive demand, this is just a negligible amount.

"Very good."

Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction, "As much as there is, I want it all."

Zong Ze watched as people loaded the copper coins onto carts and sent them to Xiangzhou, to Yue Fei's military camp.

His mind was also turning quickly.

"Only the raw silk from the Central Plains is not enough; the raw silk produced in Chuan Shu and Jiangnan must also be retrieved as soon as possible."

"Old man remembers that when looking at the Kunlun Mirror, it once mentioned Han Shizhong, who is also an unparalleled famous general."

"He has also come to Tokyo; since that's the case, then arrange for him to go seize the raw silk production areas."

"Gold, silver, pearls, jade, medicinal herbs, spices, precious jade, stones, timber, and the like—ultimately there aren't many, and most are in remote places."

"Only this raw silk; as long as silkworms are raised, there is plenty, inexhaustible."

"It must be valued."

The Yue Family Army was formed extremely quickly.

On one hand, money and grain were not lacking, providing the most important basic guarantee.

On the other hand, the quality of the soldiers was not bad.

After the Jurchen dogs occupied the Two Rivers, they brought the slave system over.

The people of the Two Rivers all became slaves of the Jurchen dogs.

What kind of miserable life the slaves lived—just thinking about it tells you.

No one is willing to be a slave.

Without a doubt, the rebel armies in various places rose up like a raging fire.

Most of the rebel armies died under the slaughter knives of the Jurchen dogs.

The rebel armies that survived were all veterans who had experienced battles and slaughter.

Gather them and train for a while, and forming an army is naturally very fast.

"Big brother."

Yue Fei's fellow townsman Wang Gui came over happily to report, "Over in Tokyo, another batch of weapons has been delivered."

"I've looked them over; they're all premium goods."

"In my opinion, if the Imperial Court had brought out such good things earlier, how could they have been beaten so miserably by the Jurchen dogs?"

Yue Fei didn't explain; these things were not from the Imperial Court.

He stepped forward to inspect the delivered weapons.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, shields, bows, and crossbows—these weapons go without saying.

The most concerned, naturally, is armor.

"Heavens~~~"

Zhang Xian clicked his tongue repeatedly, "All iron armor, all new!"

On the battlefield, having armor against no armor is like college students fighting elementary school students.

And iron armor is the top-tier existence among armor.

These armors were based on armor leaves and iron rings ordered by Lin Dao from the Machinery Gong Chang in the Modern World.

Sent to Yonghe Spacetime and Chongzhen Spacetime, craftsmen were arranged to assemble and make them.

The steel produced in the Modern World, even if it's civilian use, its quality far surpasses those similar products from the ancient world full of impurities.

With extremely powerful defensive power, saying it's impervious to swords and spears is not an exaggeration.

Unless they encounter Lin Dao's gun and cannon firepower, otherwise only heavy weapons can pose a threat.

Yue Fei instructed, "Bring the Jurchen dogs' heavy arrows."

Every batch of armor delivered, he would use captured Jurchen dog bows and arrows for experiments.

As long as they can withstand the Jurchen dogs' heavy arrows, then the survival rate on the battlefield will increase by at least half.

The Jurchen dogs' most important means of attack is thus neutralized.

Yue Fei is skilled in archery and horsemanship, has the strength of a thousand jin in both arms, and can draw a three-hundred-jin strong bow.

Using the Jurchens' bows and arrows was remarkably easy.

Boom!

At a mere twenty paces distance, a Jurchen heavy arrow struck the iron armor precisely.

Without the slightest surprise, with a dull thud, it was directly deflected!

Yue Fei nodded slightly. "Switch to a large cart and find another set of armor."

After personal inspection, Yue Fei was certain the quality of these armors was all superb.

After eating, he summoned all the Commanders and Controllers for a military council.

"I've decided, in a few days we'll send troops to Hedong."

The generals couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Someone spoke up to ask, "Marshal, Minister Zong said to train troops for three months."

"Now it's not even been a month and we're sending troops, isn't it too rushed?"

"As for Minister Zong's side," Yue Fei replied in a deep voice, "I'll write a letter myself to explain."

"You all just need to obey orders."

Among the assembled generals, quite a few had previously held ranks higher than Yue Fei.

But there was no help for it; now Yue Fei was the commander-in-chief explicitly appointed by the Tokyo side, and even this army had been named the Yue Family Army.

The commander-in-chief ordered the troops out; no matter how unconvinced or resentful they felt in their hearts, they had to send troops.

Money, grain, logistics, and the justification of righteousness — all were held in his hands.

After the generals withdrew, Tang Huai stepped forward. "Brother, isn't it too rushed?"

"Right now the troops number only fifty or sixty thousand, and there are quite a few factional leaders; we need time to digest and integrate them."

"No amount of time can digest them."

Yue Fei shook his head decisively. "Only by fighting, only by winning battles can they truly be forged into a single rope!"

"I think we can fight!"

He had never fought such a well-supplied campaign.

Nearly the entire regular force was armored, and all with iron armor of extremely high quality.

The soldiers were mostly righteous army veterans who had fought the Jurchens; morale and fighting spirit were sufficiently high.

In terms of logistical supply, it was abundant to the point of being unbelievable.

With so many favorable conditions, there was no need to wait any longer.

When the letter deciding to send troops arrived at Bianliang City, a major event was taking place there.

"I really misjudged you."

Looking at Zhao Huan trembling all over, wiping away tears and begging for mercy, Lin Dao shook his head repeatedly.

"I thought you were a cowardly weakling."

"Never expected you're actually a bold one."

"Got guts."

The Jiangnan side sent a group of people who secretly made contact with Zhao Huan and his father.

They intended to take both emperors, escape Bianliang City, and go to Jiangnan.

Zhao Ji, single-mindedly dreaming of seeking immortals, not only refused but actively betrayed the matter.

The result was that Zhao Huan was captured before he could even flee the Imperial Palace.

"My heart was blinded by pig oil."

Zhao Huan wept and begged, "Please, Immortal Master, spare me~~~"

"I'll definitely spare you." Lin Dao said with a smile, greeting Qin Gui. "But whether the commoners of Bianliang City are willing to spare you — that's for you to go beg them."

Qin Gui brought men forward, escorting the weeping Zhao Huan out.

Rumors had already spread widely throughout Bianliang City, igniting the people's fury.

They were all waiting outside, wanting to kill this emperor who betrayed and tried to flee.

"Remember to incite the people's hearts."

Lin Dao whispered in Qin Gui's ear, instructing, "Lead the commoners to the Ten Kings Hall."

"Those princes and great kings shall accompany their elder brother on the journey."

End of Chapter