When the king was captured, the great nobles sat comfortably in their homes, sipping coffee and fine black tea as they watched the smoke of war rise outside, the winds shift, and the tides turn. Whoever became king of the Kingdom of Goa would still need their nod of approval, wouldn't they?
Without their consent, even the Kingdom of Goa's most basic order could not be established, let alone a king.
It was like certain people who made their fortunes at home, expanded their businesses abroad, then turned around and forgot how much help their homeland had given them. The moment something happened, they started talking about the bigger picture and a Martian perspective, completely forgetting who had made them rich and how they had earned that money in the first place.
These nobles had likewise completely forgotten where their power came from.
In truth, the source of power in a feudal dynasty was very simple: military authority.
With men, soldiers, and food, you no longer had to obey anyone's orders. Yue Fei had been recalled by twelve imperial edicts only because someone simply cut off his supplies. His army could no longer advance and fight, so it could only remain where it was, hesitating with nowhere to go.
An army was the violent product of an entire system. It was never as simple as a group of starving refugees rising in rebellion.
Rebellions had never been simple throughout history. Zhang Jue's fatal blow against the Han Dynasty, for example, had seen uprisings erupt simultaneously across dozens of commanderies and counties in both the north and south. In an ancient age with such underdeveloped communication, that was plainly outrageous.
Even so, it still failed, because they could not fight hard battles or seize counties with supplies. Striking at and plundering