Chapter 1192 Ten days?
Looking at the man who was slowly riding his horse, everyone on the city gate was stunned. Pan Ruzhen frowned and said, "What do thieves mean? Could it be that they are here to demonstrate to us?"
Ma Sidi thought for a moment, stretched out his right hand to the side, and the servant standing beside him quickly took out a telescope he carried with him and handed it to him.
Ma Sidi raised his telescope and saw that he was a middle-aged man wearing a white felt hat and a sheepskin coat.
Since many of the leaders and senior executives who became Li Zi, many people dressed up like this, and Ma Sidi couldn't recognize who the other party was, but what is certain is that this bandit looks calm and ruthless in his face, and he looks like a powerful character.
Pan Ruzhen asked from the side: "Master Ma, have you recognized the identity of a person?"
Ma Sidi shook his head, "The officials can't recognize him, but judging from his outfit, the other party is likely to be a leader of the thief, and he is quite good at coming from, so he should be an important figure in the thief."
After saying that, Ma Sidi handed the telescope in his hand to Pan Ruzhen.
Pan Ruzhen was obviously a sensible person. He took the telescope and looked at it for a while, exclaiming: "Good thing. I heard that this thing is only for use within the Jiangning Army. There are very few that fall outside. Lord Ma can also get one. Obviously, he is also a capable person."
Ma Sidi shook his head and said, "What the governor is talking about is the old Huangsheng. Since the Qing Tartars were destroyed, the Jiangning Army has relaxed the control of this item a lot. Now it has been sold in the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty, but the price is not cheap. This official spent 500 taels of silver to buy it."
"Tsk tsk, then Duke Xin is really good at making money."
Pan Ruzhen couldn't help but be surprised, and then shook his head with a smile. The Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty is now the largest Trading Company in the Ming Dynasty. The reason why it can develop so well is that it sells all the things it sells are not rare goods for others.
Whether it is snow-white salt, amazingly sweet white sugar, or those glasses that are as big as door panels, or even various cosmetics that countless women can crazy about, everything can bring huge amounts of money to the business.
And the most terrible thing is that half of the shares of this Ming Dynasty business belong to the emperor, and the other half belongs to Duke Xinguo, who holds heavy troops. Therefore, although countless people salivate at it, no one has the courage to make a decision.
Without thinking too much, Pan Ruzhen picked up the telescope and looked over.
And just then, the middle-aged man held a tin microphone and shouted loudly at the city wall. The people on the city wall listened, "Li Zicheng, the people on the city wall, you are the king of rebellion who wants to get rid of it quickly. Now Hangzhou Prefecture is surrounded by our 100,000 troops.
Those who are conscious of the tact, surrender quickly. We will not only not hurt your lives, but will also let you go. Those who want to join our rebel army can even be appointed as an official. If you are not tactful, when we kill, I guarantee that we will definitely kill you without leaving any other person!
I will give you a day to consider. If we don’t surrender tomorrow morning, we will be siege the city!"
Since Yang Feng brought the iron trumpet from modern society to the time and space of the Ming Dynasty, this kind of thing that was so simple that it could be made by any blacksmith quickly became popular in the Ming Dynasty. Even bandits have begun to equip it.
As soon as the iron trumpet appeared, even if it was several hundred meters away from the bandits, the people on the city wall could hear it clearly.
"Li Zicheng...he is Li Zicheng!"
"Is this person actually the thief chief Li Zicheng?"
A burst of exclamation came from the city wall.
During this period, Li Zicheng's name has long been well-known in Jiangnan. This guy who proclaimed himself the King of Rebellion has captured several prefectures and more than ten counties in succession. I don't know how many people died because of him, especially once the gentry and wealthy families fall into his hands, every one of them can be better.
Under such rumors, many people have boasted him as a monster with a height of 800 feet, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a thousand pounds. Now, after he reported himself to his house, he immediately caused a sensation on the city wall.
"Hurry... hurry up, come here, hurry up and shoot the thief to death with a bow and arrow! Shoot him to death!"
"Hurry up, come here, archer, where did the archer die?"
While the city wall was panic, many civil servants were shouting at the surrounding city guards, asking them to bend their bows and shoot arrows quickly.
"Enough, what are you doing? Then Li Zicheng is hundreds of steps away from us, what bows and arrows can be reached?"
Fortunately, our governor still has some common sense and he let go of the panicked officials.
After the officials calmed down, he said to Ma Sidi: "Mr. Ma, you said just now that the bandits will not attack the city today, are you sure?"
"This official is really not talking nonsense."
Ma Sidi pointed to the bandits in the distance and said, "Please look, although the bandits were aggressive, they were all cavalry, and the infantry behind them also held weapons, but these people did not even have the minimum siege equipment.
Unless the thief chief Li Zicheng intends to let all these bandits die under the city of Hangzhou today, the officials can conclude that the bandits have no plans to attack the city today, and they are just here to put pressure on us."
After hearing Ma Sidi's words, all the civil servants around him blushed. When they recalled the performance of jumping in anxiousness and shouting for the soldiers to shoot arrows, they even wanted a crack on the ground to let themselves get in.
Pan Ruzhen also glanced at the officials around him and sighed in his heart. These people were well-read books of sages. They were always eloquent and arrogant, but once they encountered something, they were full of ugly things. They were not as ugly as Ma Sidi, a martial artist who was despised as a rough man by them, really lost all the face of scholars.
He pulled Ma Sidi to a corner where no one was around and whispered: "Master Ma, tell me the truth to Benfu, can this Hangzhou City be defended?"
Ma Sidi hesitated for a moment before saying, "Governor, the officials at this time cannot guarantee it. But what I can guarantee is that if Xiaguan is still breathing, he will never let the bandits cross the city!"
Pan Ruzhen's face darkened and he shouted in a low voice: "Ma Sidi, what I want is the truth. Don't let me get rid of the sloppy eyes, otherwise I won't mind asking the king's mind flag to remove you."
After being forced by Pan Ruzhen, Ma Sidi could only say helplessly: "Since the governor asked this, the officials can only tell the truth. With the current strength of Hangzhou City, there is no problem in defending for ten days, and if the officials exceed ten days, they cannot guarantee it."
"Are you ten days?"
Chapter completed!