There was chaos in the city of Anfeng, the artillery fire outside, countless loud noises seemed to be close to my ears, the soldiers on the city wall were dead and wounded, Han Liner became an ant on the hot pot in the palace, not only him, but also the servant in the palace. And the same goes for officials.
The men in Anfeng City have all climbed the city wall, and there are no more men to call.
Han Liner looked at Liu Futong with a look of horror: "Uncle, what should I do now?"
Liu Futong frowned and pursed his lips: "Don't worry, I've already asked someone to go out to inquire, but if it really doesn't work, I'll ask someone to escort you away."
Only at this moment did Han Liner believe Liu Futong's loyalty to him, but he knew it too late.
"Report - Your Majesty! The city wall has been breached, the enemy army... has entered the city gate..." Xiao Bing was covered in dust and his face was covered in blood. He knelt on the ground, his hands still trembling slightly.
Where are the enemies, they are simply evil ghosts, all of them are as deadly, as if they want to eat human flesh and blood.
Han Lin'er's expression was dazed, she could not stand steady, and she fell to the ground.
On the other hand, Liu Futong was still able to hold his ground. He gritted his teeth and said, "I still have three hundred elite soldiers. Let them escort you away!"
Han Liner's eyes widened: "Uncle, come with me."
Liu Futong sighed: "I'm here so you can leave."
Liu Futong also gave Han Liner time to delay. Only when he was caught, Han Liner could leave.
But where to flee? Except for Haozhou, all places are now under the rule of Lin Yuan, and troops are stationed everywhere.
And Sun Deya has already proclaimed emperor, so even if Han Liner escaped to Haozhou, he would inevitably die.
Liu Futong was not reconciled.
He had already done everything he could, why did he still end up with such a result.
Did God not give it to him
"Uncle." Han Liner, "Let's go together."
Liu Futong shook his head and said to the guards beside him, "Escort the emperor to leave, and one day we will be able to make a comeback!"
The guard agreed and walked to Han Lin'er's side: "Your Majesty, let's go."
Han Lin'er had tears in her eyes: "Uncle, you must take care, I'll be waiting for you outside."
His self-proclaimed has changed from me to me.
Han Liner was taken away by the guards, and Liu Futong sat alone in the hall. Outside, there were the cries of the palace maids and the servants, and the sound of intensive footsteps. Everyone was running for their lives and wanted to live.
Liu Futong gave a wry smile, picked up the tea in his hand, and quietly waited for his destiny.
When he followed Han Shantong back then, he was also in high spirits. They made up their minds to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, he was the most ambitious in his life. As long as the leader of Han was around, he was not afraid of anything.
Later... Han Shantong died, and he took Han Liner to set up another mountain, and made Han Liner the emperor.
The world seems to be within reach.
He himself didn't know why the sky suddenly changed, Nan Bodhisattva was born, and he was as fierce as a tiger descending a mountain and roaring in a forest.
At the beginning, he didn't want to worry about it. After all, the Yuan Dynasty had not fallen, and the more powerful Nan Bodhisattva was, the more he could attract the attention of all the forces. He was waiting for Nan Bodhisattva to bring himself to perish.
But Nanan Bodhisattva did not perish. On the contrary, he became bigger and bigger, and he held more and more cities in his hands, and there were many good soldiers.
Where did he lose
Liu Futong was not reconciled. He had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask the Nan Bodhisattva, but he also knew that he could not ask his full of doubts.
The servant stumbled into the palace: "Prime Minister, the palace gate is broken..."
Liu Futong nodded, indicating that he knew.
The chamberlain knelt in front of Liu Futong, raised his head, his eyes were full of despair: "Prime Minister, run away!"
He hoped that Liu Futong would take him with him when he escaped.
However, Liu Futong laughed: "Where are you going to escape? Escape and be a farmer? Then I might as well die right now."
The waiter walked a few steps on his knees, tears streaming down his face: "Prime Minister, leave the green hills so you won't worry about no firewood, Prime Minister..."
Liu Futong: "Afraid of death?"
The servant did not answer, but with a look of horror on his face, who is not afraid of death? It's better to die than to live. Back then, he would cut the guy into the palace because he couldn't live anymore.
Liu Futong smiled, but did not smile.
The servant lay on the ground and cried.
He just wanted to live a good life, a day when he could wear warm clothes and eat enough, his parents brought him in with their own hands, and before entering the palace, they said to him: "Son, my parents are sorry for you, but you can only do it if you don't enter the palace. Starve to death, don't hate your parents, in your next life you will be reborn to a good family..."
He didn't hate his parents. Not long after he entered the palace, his parents died, not by starvation, but by the nobles.
Why is it so hard to think about having a good life
He was also doing the most degrading work in the palace. Other servants bullied him. The money he earned every month was to honor the servants above. He didn't starve to death when he entered the palace, so he could only climb up and die in In his hands there are not one thousand but eight hundred.
But not long after he climbed up, and before he had eaten a few meals of meat, Anfeng was finished, and so was the emperor.
The chamberlain looked at Liu Futong with tears in his eyes: "Prime Minister, aren't you afraid of death?"
Are there really people in this world who are not afraid of death
Liu Futong actually still had the mind to talk to a small servant at the moment, he looked at the direction of the palace gate, heard the screams of killing getting closer, and said with a smile: "I'm different from you, you have enough food and clothes to wear. Now, no matter how much more, I just want to recognize a few more godsons and daughters, and when I get old and leave the palace, there will be people to support them."
"I can't." Liu Futong, "I might as well die instead of living like that."
He has tasted the taste of power, tasted the taste of power under one person and above ten thousand people, tasted the taste of his eyes, and everyone was frightened by it.
After being the prime minister, he can't bear to let him be an ordinary person again.
Those days will not pass.
Liu Futong closed his eyes.
Han Liner was led out by the guards through the side door. He suddenly thought of something and said to the guards, "I... I have to take someone away!"
The guards were ruthless: "Your Majesty, the top priority is to see you away."
Han Liner gritted her teeth: "No, no, I can't keep her!"
The guards on both sides looked at each other and grabbed Han Lin'er's arm: "Your Majesty, I have offended you."
Han Liner's eyes widened, he knew the crisis at the moment, but he couldn't worry about An Xiu.
He's gone, what about Anxiu? Will the enemy let her go
Surely she will be spoiled, right
She must have wondered why he didn't save her and only ran for his own life.
Han Liner gritted her teeth and glanced in the direction of the harem. Her eyes were red, but she was unable to resist and struggle.
Xiu'er, don't blame me, I can't help myself, in the future... I will definitely burn paper money for you, so that you have money to manage in the underworld, reincarnate in your next life, and be my woman.