Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 219 Yue Family Army (Bonus Chapter by Silver Alliance Leader Nuanyang1314)

"Taxes?"

"What taxes does the Song Dynasty still have?"

The withered old man, Zong Ze, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp: "The two rivers have fallen."

“The Guanzhong, Sichuan, Jingxiang, Jiangnan and Lingnan regions refused to acknowledge the orders of Bianliang City and each went its own way.”

"Bianliang City is also extremely poor, and it can't collect much tax at all, so it has to fill the gap with grain."

"The current situation already shows signs of the fragmentation that occurred at the end of the Tang Dynasty."

"This is just temporary pain." Lin Dao poured him a drink. "No destruction, no construction."

"If we had just fooled them like before, it wouldn't have taken a hundred years. Either a foreign invasion or an internal uprising would have torn everything apart and shattered."

"I know," Zong Ze said, picking up a piece of luncheon meat and stuffing it into his mouth. "I just have a few complaints."

"For the sake of all the people, even the rotten flesh must be removed!"

News of the political discussions and the distribution of land spread throughout the land.

The local area was in an uproar.

The reactions from various regions were largely consistent: the emperor was accused of being coerced by treacherous officials, and the emperor resolutely refused to acknowledge the imperial edict from Bianliang.

Refusing to pay taxes and grain to Bianliang City, the landlords and powerful families formed local militias.

They launched a military siege against the government forces led by the students of the Imperial Academy, and ruthlessly plundered the local people.

Without any blood transfusion, Bianliang City is now only able to survive thanks to Lin Dao's support.

"First, defeat the Jurchens."

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

Did they beat the salt seller to death?

Looking up, they saw Princess Roufu looking at them with hopeful eyes not far away.

This is the dish she made.

'Fine, I'll let it slide since you did a good job.'

Lin Dao smiled and gave her a thumbs-up in appreciation.

"After we defeat the Jurchens, we can then turn around and sweep away these scum from all over the country."

"Afterwards, the Western Xia was pacified, the Western Regions were restored, and the glorious Han and Tang dynasties were revived."

"We should further expand our living space, continue to migrate, and make all the land we can find our homeland."

Lin Dao's words stirred Zong Ze's blood.

"hateful!"

Zong Ze slapped his leg. "I only regret that I'm getting old."

"If I could be decades younger, I imagine I would be able to witness such a glorious era!"

Lin Dao smiled and said, "Listen to more good news. When you're in a good mood, you'll live longer."

After enjoying a free meal, Zong Ze, feeling satisfied with his food and drink, took his leave.

He was going to prepare the goods for the trade, to exchange for support from Lin Dao.

The immortal had a fondness for gold, silver, jade, and all kinds of jewelry.

Various medicinal herbs and handicrafts.

Even raw tea leaves and silk threads are required.

Although Bianliang City was short of money and grain, it still had a considerable amount of these things.

As for Lin Dao, he returned to the modern world and contacted several machine shops.

"Game currency".

"Antique coin crafts".

"The ratio of copper to zinc to lead is five to four to one."

"Can we make ten million?"

"I've sent you the design drawings; they have a hole in the middle."

"Long-term orders, please check your quotes."

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

Copper is expensive, but zinc and lead are much cheaper.

Adding more zinc and lead can reduce costs.

As for the order quantity.

For a machining factory, let alone ten million pieces, even a hundred million pieces wouldn't be a big deal.

With the raw materials in place, the machines started running, and the goods were being shipped out in a flurry.

After working until evening, Lin Dao finished his work and went home to sleep.

He has been overworked lately and needs to rest properly.

After all, there are too many girls from different times and places.

Fortunately, there was also good news.

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

These messages greatly stabilized the undercurrents in both timelines.

Those who wanted to introduce Lin Dao to an adopted son also gave up their efforts.

Instead, they began frantically submitting petitions urging him to take the throne.

Lin Dao decided to wait until things were ripe before making a decision.

Everywhere in time and space is entering a stable period in an orderly manner, and the forest trails are also getting more rest time.

It must be said that the production capacity of the modern industrial era is indeed powerful.

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

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

Jingkang Time and Space.

Bianliang City, Zuo Zang.

Looking at the mountain of golden copper coins piled up in the warehouse, Zong Ze rubbed his face vigorously.

"Immortal chief."

He imitated Lin Dao's habit, giving a thumbs-up and exclaiming, "Awesome!"

Lin Dao grinned, "Is your stuff ready?"

"Please take a look, Immortal Master."

Zong Ze led the way to a nearby warehouse.

He indicated that the large quantity of raw silk in the warehouse had been weighed using the tools given to him by the immortal, and that it amounted to a full five tons, no more.

Lin Dao stepped forward to investigate.

The quality is very good.

In the modern world, the price of raw silk is around 500,000 per ton.

Five tons would be two and a half million.

This is a negligible amount compared to the enormous demand.

"very good."

Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction, "I'll take as many as you have."

Zong Ze watched as the men loaded the copper coins onto the cart and sent it to Yue Fei's military camp in Xiangzhou.

His mind was racing.

"The raw silk from the Central Plains alone is not enough; we must also bring it back from Sichuan, Jiangnan and other places that produce a lot of silk as soon as possible."

"I remember when I looked at the Kunlun Mirror, it mentioned Han Shizhong, who was also an unparalleled general."

“He’s come to Tokyo too. In that case, let’s arrange for him to take back the silk production area.” “Gold, silver and jewelry, medicinal herbs and spices, precious jade and wood are ultimately not much, and most of them are in remote places.”

"Only raw silk, as long as you raise silkworms, is plentiful and inexhaustible."

“We must pay attention to it.”

The Yue Family Army was formed extremely quickly.

On the one hand, there is no shortage of money and food, which provides the most important basic guarantee.

On the other hand, the quality of the soldiers is quite good.

After the Jurchens conquered Mesopotamia, they brought their system of slavery with them.

The people of both rivers were all enslaved by the Jurchens.

Just imagine the miserable lives that slaves led.

Nobody wants to be a slave.

Undoubtedly, uprisings broke out in various places in great numbers.

Most of the rebels died under the swords of the Jurchens.

The surviving rebels were all veterans who had experienced battles and fought.

After gathering them together and training them, they quickly formed an army.

"elder brother."

Wang Gui, a fellow townsman of Yue Fei, happily came over to report, "Another batch of military equipment has been sent from Tokyo."

"I've seen them, they're all top-notch."

"If you ask me, if the imperial court had brought out such good things earlier, they wouldn't have been beaten so badly by the Jin dogs."

Yue Fei did not explain that these things did not belong to the imperial court.

He stepped forward and inspected the delivered weapons.

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

The most attention-grabbing item was undoubtedly the armor.

"Oh my god~~~"

Zhang Xian clicked his tongue in amazement, "They're all armored vehicles, and they're all brand new!"

On the battlefield, if the armored fight the unarmored, it's like a college student fighting an elementary school student.

Iron armor is the pinnacle of armor.

These armors were made from armor plates and iron rings ordered by Lin Dao from modern machine shops as base components.

They were sent to the Yonghe and Chongzhen timelines, where craftsmen were assigned to assemble and manufacture them.

The steel produced in the modern world, even for civilian use, is of far superior quality to the similar products of ancient times that were full of impurities.

It possesses extremely strong defensive capabilities; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's invulnerable to swords and spears.

Unless they encounter gunfire from the forest, only heavy weapons can pose a threat.

Yue Fei instructed, "Bring the heavy arrows of the Jin people."

He would experiment with each batch of armor that arrived using the captured Jin dynasty bows and arrows.

As long as they can withstand the heavy arrows of the Jurchens, their chances of survival on the battlefield will increase by at least half.

The Jurchens' most important means of attack was thus rendered useless.

Yue Fei was skilled in archery and horsemanship, possessed the strength of a thousand jin in both arms, and could draw a powerful bow weighing three hundred jin.

Using the Jin people's bows and arrows was very easy.

'Boom! '

At a distance of only twenty paces, a heavy arrow from the Golden Man struck the iron armor with pinpoint accuracy.

Without any surprise, he was thrown back with a muffled thud!

Yue Fei nodded slightly. "Get a bigger cart and find another set of armor."

After personally inspecting them, Yue Fei was convinced that the quality of these armors was excellent.

After the meal, he summoned all the commanders and officers for a military meeting.

"I've made up my mind. I'll send troops to Hedong in a few days."

The generals inevitably whispered among themselves.

Someone asked, "Grand Commandant, the Chancellor Zong said that the troops will be trained for three months."

"To send troops out in less than a month, isn't that too hasty?"

"To what extent does Minister Zong speak?" Yue Fei replied in a deep voice, "I will personally send a letter to convey my message."

"You all only need to obey."

Among the military officers, many had previously held a higher rank than Yue Fei.

There was nothing that could be done, as Yue Fei was now the officially appointed commander-in-chief by the Tokyo authorities, and this army was even named the Yue Family Army.

When the commander orders the troops to be dispatched, even if one is dissatisfied or resentful, the troops must be dispatched.

Money, provisions, logistics, and the very authority of the government are all in their hands.

After the generals had left, Tang Huai stepped forward and asked, "Brother, wasn't it too hasty?"

"Currently, we only have about 50,000 to 60,000 troops, and there are quite a few factions and groups. We need time to digest them."

"No matter how much time you have, you can't digest it all."

Yue Fei shook his head decisively, "Only by fighting and winning battles can we truly unite as one!"

"I think we can fight!"

He had never fought such a rich war before.

Almost all the soldiers were fully armored, and all of them were high-quality iron armor.

The soldiers were mostly volunteers who had fought against the Jurchens, and their morale and fighting spirit were high.

In terms of logistical supplies, they were so plentiful that it was unbelievable.

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

When the letter announcing the decision to send troops arrived in Bianliang, a major event was taking place there.

"I really misjudged you."

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

"I thought you were a coward."

"I never expected you to be so bold."

"Yes."

A group of people were sent from Jiangnan to secretly contact Zhao Huan and his son.

We must take the two officials and escape from Bianliang City to Jiangnan.

Emperor Huizong of Zhao, who was obsessed with seeking immortality, not only refused but also betrayed the matter.

As a result, Zhao Huan was captured before he could even escape the palace.

"I was blinded by greed."

Zhao Huan wept and begged, "Please forgive me, Immortal Master!"

"I will definitely spare you," Lin Dao said with a smile to Qin Hui. "However, whether the people of Bianliang City are willing to forgive you is up to you to beg them."

Qin Hui led his men forward and dragged the weeping Zhao Huan away.

Rumors had already spread widely in Bianliang City, arousing the anger of the people.

They were all waiting outside, ready to kill this traitorous and fleeing official.

"Remember to inspire the people."

Lin Dao whispered in Qin Hui's ear, "Lead the people to the Ten Kings Hall."

“Those princes and kings should travel together with their brothers.”

(End of this chapter)