The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 814 Dedicating the City

Song State, Kuiyuan City.

At night, a dozen low-ranking officers of the Song State sat around drinking. One of them threw his glass to the ground and said angrily, "Fuck it! I joined the army to protect the people!

Now that the Zhou army has not yet taken the city, my family has suffered the war disaster first!

My old father is still lying in bed, I am afraid he will not survive this winter!! " As he said this, the young general's eyes became red.

Another young general also said: "It was the same in my family. All 100 dan of grain was stolen, and my father became sick with anger. I went to the commander-in-chief to tell him, and he said: 'After we defeat the Zhou army, General Lin will compensate us.'"

"Compensation is bullshit!" said another young general. "By the time he pays me back, my family will have starved to death! I have already sent some food from the camp back home..."

More than a dozen people looked at the young general in surprise. The young general was the one whose old father was kicked. His name was Yang Dezhao.

"You don't want to die? If this matter is found out, chopping off your head will be considered a light punishment!" Yang Dezhao sneered, "If you can't even protect your home, what country do you have?"

These dozen or so low-ranking generals were all locals. Their families had all suffered from the war to varying degrees, and their relatives all came to them to complain, but due to their lowly positions, they had no influence on the decisions made by their superiors.

Thinking of his old father's expression, Yang Dezhao said ruthlessly, "Brothers, I have something to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not..."

"Brother Yang, we've been brothers for more than ten years, there's nothing we can't talk about, we'll all listen to you!" More than a dozen people echoed, "Brother Yang, just say it, we'll all listen to you."

Yang Dezhao whispered, "You all know about the affairs of the State of Chu, right?" Although they were all small figures, they must have known about such a big event as the destruction of Chu by Zhou.

Everyone nodded and said, "I know, otherwise why would everyone say that Zhou Jun is so powerful?"

Yang Dezhao chuckled and said, "But do you know what kind of life did the people of Chu live in the past? What kind of life do they live now?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Yang Dezhao smiled and said, "Our family is engaged in grain trading. My brother has been to Yinghua City in Chu State, and now in Zhou State. He has been there several times.

They came back and said that the place had changed drastically. The Emperor of Zhou had made the once dilapidated Yinghua City of Chu well-organized, and the people even left their doors open at night!"

"Is that true?!" Yang Dezhao continued, "How could my brother lie to me?! He said that the officials of the Zhou Kingdom were very honest and close to the people, and they often visited the people. My brother was lucky enough to meet one of them once.

I saw with my own eyes that the prefect of Yinghua City, Lu, was visiting the streets with only two followers to investigate the people's sentiments! Look at what our prefect looks like! Not only does he have to ride in a sedan chair when he goes out, but he also has to clean the streets!

Yang Dezhao picked up the wine glass and continued, "The Emperor of Zhou was a wise ruler who loved his people like his own children. Look at the people of the former Chu State. It has only been a few years and they have forgotten that they were originally the people of Chu State.

The biggest source of food for this campaign against Song is provided by the cities of Chu!"

A dozen people almost understood what Yang Dezhao meant. One of them stood up and looked outside the door, then called a few personal soldiers to guard the place.

Then he came to Yang Dezhao and said, "Brother Yang! Song is his country, not our country! Now that Song is unkind to us, don't blame us for being unjust! You decide what to do!"

"Okay!" Yang Dezhao said happily, "We are brothers who have been through thick and thin together. I won't beat around the bush. Song is probably doomed. We might as well surrender to Zhou as soon as possible!"

One of them hesitated and said, "But we only have more than 10,000 people, and we can't control anything at all~"

Yang Dezhao chuckled and said, "More than 10,000 people are enough. There are only more than 10,000 people guarding the city gate. And have you forgotten who didn't come tonight?"

Everyone's eyes lit up and asked, "Are you talking about the fat guy?!"

Yang Dezhao chuckled and said, "I made an appointment with the fat guy yesterday, but he has to guard the city gate tonight and can't come.

But he agreed, and now we only have one last step, which is also the most crucial one!"

Everyone said in unison: "How to contact Zhou Jun!"

Late at night, in the mansion of the City Lord of Kuiqian City.

Sun Erleng finally fell asleep, when suddenly a personal soldier came to report: "Marshal! There is urgent military information!"

Sun Erleng stood up immediately and asked hurriedly, "The Song army has left the city?"

The personal soldier replied, "No, there is a man who claims to be the commander of the Song army, named Yang Dezhao, who wants to surrender the city! District Chief Man dare not make a decision on his own, so I came to ask the commander-in-chief."

There was a rustling sound, and soon, Sun Erleng came out, dressed neatly, and ordered, "Bring the person to me."

Inside the commander's tent, Yang Dezhao was being held down by several personal soldiers, with his hands and feet tied, but he didn't care. If a small figure like you suddenly offered the city, people would definitely not believe you easily.

After a while, Sun Erleng came. He didn't even look at Yang Dezhao, but just sat lazily in his seat.

Man Sanmiao and the others quickly saluted and said, "Greetings, Marshal."

Sun Erleng said calmly: "That's it? He said he came to surrender the city?" Man Sanmiao replied: "Yes, Marshal, he said he was a captain of the city's garrison.

My family was ravaged by war and I was killed, so I don’t want to work for the Song army anymore, so I came here to surrender the city.”

Sun Erleng said calmly: "Man Sanmiao, I think you are going backwards as you grow older. You believe this nonsense. Can't you see that this is Lin Que's trick to lure you into a trap?"

Man Sanmiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "I am confused. Come on, take this guy out and chop him off!"

"Hahaha! Marshal Sun, right?!" Yang Dezhao suddenly laughed and said, "Yang has learned something today. You are really just a reckless man..."

"How dare you!" The personal soldier took two steps forward and was about to slap the boy for speaking so arrogantly, but was stopped by Sun Erleng who raised his hand.

Sun Erleng said calmly: "Oh? You are quite courageous, you dare to scold me. Then tell me, why should I believe you?"

Yang Dezhao felt relieved. He was afraid of the kind of person who wouldn't let him say anything and would just chop him to pieces. Now he spoke to him, and he had already prepared his words.

Yang Dezhao said, "I think Marshal Sun is aware of the situation in the city. As a local, my family has been ravaged by war, my father has been killed and is bedridden, and I am worried that this winter will not last. What reason do I have to work hard for the Song State?

Even if it means using the life of the young general's father to do it, would the Marshal be willing to do it? ! "

Sun Erleng said, "Even if it's not a self-torture trick, you are just a small captain, and you dare to say such a big thing as surrendering the city. If you were me, do you think I would believe it?"

Yang Dezhao said with a smile: "If it was just me, I wouldn't dare to say such a big thing, but what if there are 15 people like me? And one of them is responsible for guarding the East City Gate!"

Sun Erleng narrowed his eyes, sat up straight and said, "Tell me about your plan."

The plan was simple. The fifteen of them, with more than ten thousand soldiers, and the fat man, would work together to launch a surprise attack on the guards at the East Gate and open the city gate.

As soon as the Zhou army heard the shouting and saw the city gates wide open, they would rush in. They just had to remember not to kill the Song soldiers wearing red cloth strips on their heads.

They would also put down their weapons and kneel aside when the Zhou army entered the city.

Yang Dezhao was taken away and was not allowed to leave. This was his own idea. Anyway, he had already made an appointment with the people in the city.

Sun Erleng stroked his chin and thought. Man Sanmiao asked, "Does the Marshal believe him?"

Sun Er was stunned and said, "Lin Que actually burned his boats and robbed the people in the city of their food. This way he can hold on for another two months. We don't have that much time to waste with him!"

Man Sanmiao originally thought that the Marshal would not easily believe Yang Dezhao's words, but now from what the Marshal said, it seemed that he was willing to take a risk.

Seeing Man Sanmiao's worried expression, Sun Erleng said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? You are leading a million troops. If you see the East City Gate open, enter in three batches.

At the same time, I will also send three million troops to attack the other three city gates. Even if you fall into the pit dug by Lin Que, I will not give him a chance to fill it up."