Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 302 Since the act of looting has been committed, it should be dealt with according to military law.

"Abu!"

"Abu?!"

Upon hearing the news, Bolotemur rushed back on horseback and threw himself at his father's sickbed, wailing loudly.

However, at this moment, Dashibadulu had become a huge, stiff corpse, faintly emitting a foul odor.

"Boluo".

Tuotuo handed over a plate, saying, "These were all taken from your father."

The plate contained more than a dozen pieces of shrapnel that had been removed from Dashibadulu's body.

The bloodstains on it had long since dried and turned black, their twisted shapes highlighting the marks left on the body.

What Toghto didn't say was that the blast wave at the time overturned Dashibadulu, along with his horse.

The warhorse pinned down one of Dashibadulu's legs.

The dying warhorse writhed and twisted, causing Dashibadulu immense pain.

Even the two bird eggs were crushed by the horse's back.

When he was pulled out, the ground beneath him was a complete mess, a truly pitiful sight.

Actually, he was lucky. Lin Dao used an extended-range ammunition, which was high-explosive and did not contain any incendiary components.

Otherwise, when Bolotemur returns, he will only find a charred corpse.

"Abu~"

With red eyes, Bolotemur took the plate and examined the shrapnel on it. "What is this?"

"I don't know."

Tuotuo shook his head. "It only knows how to fly. It flies over with white smoke and explodes like a bolt from the blue. The flying fragments of iron can even penetrate iron armor."

Bolotemur reached out and took out the shrapnel, examining it closely. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and gripped it tightly.

The force was so great that it even pierced the palm of the hand, causing blood to seep out.

If Lin Dao were to witness this scene, he would kindly remind him.

'If you do that, you'll easily get tetanus!'

"I want revenge!!"

"That's right." Tuotuo nodded vigorously. "We must take revenge!"

A day was set aside for Bolotemur to handle his father's funeral arrangements.

Afterwards, Toqto'a convened another military council.

The atmosphere at this military meeting was noticeably more somber.

The Red Turban Army in Gaoyou City was unexpectedly powerful.

First, the demon set fire to the gunpowder.

Then came strange, flying lightning bolts that destroyed all the siege equipment.

Without artillery and siege equipment, the difficulty of attacking a city instantly increased several times over.

"We can fire."

"Break the city with trebuchets."

Advisor Gong Bo proposed using a weapon used to breach city walls a century ago.

Tai Buhua, the Left Chancellor of Henan Province, immediately retorted, "I know about the Huihui cannon."

"It is indeed a good thing for breaking through cities. It was this that we relied on to break through Xiangyang back then."

"The problem is that this thing can only be thrown a maximum of 250 steps."

"The flying lightning that day was already more than four hundred paces away from Dashibadulu when it landed beside him."

The topic is simple; nothing like firing a shot can get off the hook.

The Red Turban Army simply threw thunderbolts at them, but the cannons were blown up and rendered useless.

"Then let's dig a tunnel!"

Richardhan suggested, "We'll dig it up from underground into the city. I refuse to believe that the Red Turban rebels' thunderbolts can be thrown underground."

Many people nodded in agreement, but Wang Baobao, standing to the side, tugged at his sleeve and said, "Abu, no."

"Hmm?" Richardhan asked, puzzled. "Why?"

“Gaoyou is crisscrossed by rivers, and Gaoyou Lake is right next to it.”

"If we dig a tunnel, it will start to leak water before we can dig very deep."

Everyone was suddenly enlightened when they heard this.

Although his suggestion was criticized, Richard looked at his adopted son with satisfaction.

To understand these things at such a young age, you truly are worthy of being my successor.

"How about a bribe?"

"Just like when we attacked Haozhou, we bribed the city's garrison to open the city gates."

Some suggested repeating the old trick, but others quickly objected.

“We don’t even know who the soldiers and generals in the city are, we only know that there is a false Ming king.”

"How to bribe them, how to contact them, and who to bribe?"

The Yuan army was very powerful this time, and they came with the belief that they could capture the city in one battle.

There was absolutely no preparation in the initial stages of the work to bribe anyone.

When things come to an end, the difficulty of seeking help at the last minute is self-evident.

Clearly, this tactic is unlikely to succeed, at least not in the short term.

What Tuotuo lacks most is time.

It's not just the immense pressure on logistical support.

The greater pressure came from his enemies in the court, who were constantly shooting arrows at him from the shadows.

Toqto'a must end the war as soon as possible and return to Dadu to stabilize the situation.

"This won't work, and that won't work either."

With a dark face and red eyes, Bolotemur gritted his teeth and said, "If a million troops were to march over together, they could fill this city!"

There was no million-strong army, and even including laborers, it was less than half that number.

However, it was, after all, a gathering of the main forces of the Yuan Dynasty. With so many troops attacking together regardless of casualties, they were bound to be able to overwhelm Gaoyou City.

The only problem is that, apart from the troops brought by Toqto'a being directly under the control of the imperial court.

The other troops were their own followers, or even the armed forces of landlords united together.

A direct assault on a city by flooding it would inevitably result in huge casualties.

We can understand your desire for revenge for your father, Bolot Timur.

But it is wrong of you to waste the lives of our warriors.

Arguing was pointless; everyone's attention was focused on Tuotuo.

The prime minister's prestige was enough to suppress all dissenting voices. Tuotuo's gaze swept across the faces of everyone present.

"Each unit should send its elite troops to launch a night raid!"

"If the night raid fails, then the entire army will flood the city!"

The various units of the Yuan army selected their elite troops to prepare for a night raid, and the mobilization was frequent and very lively.

The city of Gaoyou was also bustling with activity.

People from many villages outside the city were moved into the city, filling the already small city to capacity.

With more people, there are naturally more things to do.

Many village bullies, in particular, are used to running rampant in their villages and find it difficult to change their bad habits even after moving to the city.

"Why do they get to eat meat while we only get to drink porridge?"

Inside a soup kitchen, several men loudly berated their families who were distributing food, shouting, "We want to eat meat!"

The women who were distributing the porridge were intimidated by the men's menacing demeanor and immediately cowered in fear.

They didn't want to cause trouble, so they tacitly allowed the men to come and cut the meat.

Little did they know, people follow the crowd.

Someone successfully got to eat the meat, and the others immediately protested.

They all swarmed around, shouting that they wanted to eat meat.

The family members were terrified and huddled together, trembling with fear.

Their fear only fueled the desire to eat meat, and they even began to rob people directly.

In the back and forth they went, they even got into a fight, and even overturned several large pots.

"Everyone get out of here!"

In the emergency, Ma Xiuying, who was working in the kitchen, heard the news and rushed out with Lan Shi and a dozen or so elderly people, children and women, carrying kitchen knives, spoons and other items.

"No chaos!"

"By order of the King, military order shall be enforced within the city, and those who cause trouble shall be dealt with according to military law!"

Ma Xiuying's shouts calmed the chaotic situation slightly.

But a local bully stepped forward laughing and said, "We didn't cause any trouble, we just want to eat meat."

"If others can eat meat, why can't we?"

"Everyone, tell me, isn't this right?"

Many people in the vicinity are from the same village, so naturally they would speak up for the village bully.

Moreover, he was facing women, children, and old men, whose loud and arrogant voices were deafening.

Lan was clearly frightened, grabbing Ma Xiuying's arm with both hands, "Forget it, forget it~ It's just some meat. Once the Ming King finds out, he definitely won't let them off the hook~"

Ma Xiuying, whose face was somewhat pale, refused to budge an inch.

She raised the cleaver in her hand and shouted, "The meat here is for the wounded and sick."

No one is allowed to eat it!

The village bully laughed loudly, then simply raised his hand and tore open his shirt, revealing his chest hair. "Little lady, you have quite a wild temper."

He stepped forward, pressing his chest against the cleaver, and patted his chest, shouting, "Come on, chop here!"

Ma Xiuying is bold, but if you really asked her to wield a knife and kill someone, she wouldn't have the confidence.

Seeing that the beautiful woman in front of him dared not make a move, the village bully's arrogance soared to the sky.

He laughed triumphantly and reached out to touch Ma Xiuying's face.

"Little lady, let your brother... ah?!"

Ma Xiuying swiftly brought her knife down, slashing at the village bully's hand.

Blood immediately flowed freely.

The village bully retreated repeatedly, clutching his hand and screaming in pain.

This scene caused everyone who was grabbing the meat to pause in surprise.

Wow, you really dare to wield a knife!
"By order of the King!" Ma Xiuying, her face flushed, shouted loudly, "Those who commit robbery shall be dealt with according to military law!"

"My hand! Ah!" The wound on his hand was so deep that bone was visible. The village bully roared in extreme rage, "You filthy bastard! I'm going to kill you! Brothers, charge! Let's eat you and have our women!"

Several village hooligans and the village bully's brothers shouted and stepped forward.

'boom! '

A gunshot rang out, and the hooligan at the front of the charge had blood splattered from his chest, screaming as he fell to the ground.

The footsteps of the others came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone instinctively looked toward the source of the sound.

Lin Dao, riding a horse and holding a gun, had somehow arrived at this soup kitchen.

Behind him followed a whole squad of personal guards, led by Chang Yuchun.

Hundreds of armored soldiers surged forward and quickly took control of the porridge kitchen.

Lin Dao rode forward, his gaze falling on Ma Xiuying, who was still holding a kitchen knife.

Lan hurriedly pulled Ma Xiuying to bow.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Lin Dao's gaze swept across the soup kitchen before he asked, "Where are the guards?"

Soup porridge kitchens couldn't be staffed entirely by the elderly, weak, and military dependents; they were always guarded by soldiers.

But the guards at this soup kitchen have disappeared without a trace.

Before long, a squad leader and his men hurriedly came over to pay their respects.

Lin Dao didn't even ask where they went, he only said one thing.

"Go to the military court and receive your military law yourself."

His long legs were shaking uncontrollably.

A group of guards stepped forward and escorted them to the military court.

Lin Dao's gaze fell upon the terrified village bully and his men.

“Since they have committed acts of plunder, they should be dealt with according to military law.”

Chang Yuchun, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, immediately led his men forward and subdued the village bully and his gang.

Amid their cries and pleas, he swung his sword and cut them down.

One by one, human heads rolled to the ground, and many timid people were so frightened that they covered their faces.

Logically, things should have ended at this point.

Once order is restored, people can go about their business as usual.

But Lin Dao's gaze was fixed on the crowd scrambling for meat.

“Since they have committed acts of plunder, they should be dealt with according to military law.”

(End of this chapter)