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Li Si was lying on the bed and hadn't fallen asleep yet, so he didn't feel sleepy.
There was a gust of wind outside the room, he turned sideways, and the quiet moonlight penetrated through the window screen, it was pale, falling on the ground like a thin layer of frost.
Seeing the half-light of the moon, he got up and sat up, got out of bed, took a shirt by the door and put it on himself.
"Here."
With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Li Si stepped into the courtyard from the room.
It must have been a long time since he had a good night's sleep, when should it be
Probably after the heavy snowfall a few years ago, no one knew that the snowfall would be so heavy. It seems that the whole world is buried and covered by that snow.
"Cough." Li Si coughed, and with this cough, his figure became more and more stooped.
Standing in the courtyard, he walked to the table in the courtyard, picked up a scroll on the table, opened it, and flipped through it.
Suddenly a man appeared behind Li Si, dressed in black, with a crack on the wooden mask on his face.
Li Si turned his head and saw that man, there was no strange expression on his face, he naturally recognized Qin Huang's secret guard.
His eyes fell back again, holding the bamboo slip in his hand, he asked, "What's the matter?"
The secret guard made a salute: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty asked me to entrust this to you."
As he spoke, he took out a bamboo tube from his arms and walked up to Li Si.
Li Si stretched out a hand, the bamboo tube was placed in his hand, and the secret guard left.
He looked at the bamboo tube in his hand and opened the lid.
Inside is a wooden stick with only a few words written on it.
Prisoners from Lishan made disasters in Guanzhong, and the supplies of the Northern Transport were robbed. Baiyue is centrifuged, closed and unable to enter.
The hand holding the wooden stick paused for a while before putting the wooden stick back into the bamboo tube.
Li Si shook the bamboo tube in his hand, put down his hand, turned his back to the courtyard door, his eyes were clouded.
He asked, "How can we find peace in this world?"
There was no sound.
After a long time, a deep sigh came from the court, and it was powerless.
There were many sounds in the city, and the sound of fighting and fighting was accompanied by the roar of human voices.
Blood was splashed all over the street, and someone's severed limb fell to the ground, and the sword was still twitching in his hand.
There were already no civilians in the city, either the rebel army or the refugees who had already fled.
Soldiers rushed to kill in the city, and they killed together when they saw everyone. They had already been killed for a long time.
The rioters gathered in the streets and alleys like bee locusts holding swords.
When all the people gathered together, it was like a Shura Prison in front of them.
Raise the sword in your hand, and if you cut it down, you will be a person. People rushed together, waiting to kill or be killed.
When the foot stepped on the ground, it was sticky for a while, and there were blood stains or stumps and internal organs everywhere.
The sword on the body and the hands were all stained red, and everyone seemed to be crazy, like the ghosts struggling in the fierce prison, killing each other and eating each other.
The rebellious people stayed in the cities, but they had already eaten up all the food in the cities, and their eyes were red with hunger these days.
Gu Nan easily deceived the city gate with the food and grass accompanying the army, but even so, these crazy people had no room to suppress except killing them.
In the chaos, it is unknown who lit the houses by the road, and the distorted flames began to burn and wreak havoc in the city, spreading in several places.
Chen Sheng led his subordinates to rush around the chaotic city streets, as if they wanted to find a city gate to evacuate.
But everywhere in the city there were only huddled people, the fire, and the billowing smoke.
Chen Sheng cut down a soldier in armor with a single sword, gritted his teeth, panted roughly, looked around, and asked the people around him.
"what is the problem!?"
"Why are the city gates open?"
A man in a lieutenant general's armor wiped the ashes from his face and said.
"This morning, tens of thousands of people brought a whole team of food to vote. I suspected fraud and wanted to stop it. But the rioters in the city were hungry and crazy, so they opened the city gate without caring so much."
"When the convoy entered the city, countless people jumped out of the grain cart and broke open the city gate, leading the Qin army who was lying in ambush outside."
"Damn it!" Chen Sheng scolded: "I should know that these messy people can't do anything."
The flames burned the house on the side, and the wooden beams let out a wail, and then the house collapsed, and a cloud of fire smoke rose.
"Cough cough." Chen Sheng coughed for a while, and glanced at the city with resentment: "Get out first!"
As he spoke, he was about to turn back and leave with a small group of people behind him.
But when they turned around, a man and a horse rushed out of the thick smoke on both sides of the street. It was the general in white robe, the general's spear was dripping with blood, and his eyes fell on them.
Chen Sheng felt that his blood was frozen, and being watched by the people in front of him was like being watched by some fierce beast.
The white-robed general didn't stop for a moment, and didn't say much, he raised the spear in his hand and stepped on his horse.
With a look of horror on his face, Chen Sheng quickly waved his hands and said to the people behind him, "Stop him, stop him!"
And he retreated backwards.
The lieutenant on the side commanded the team behind him: "Line up."
Chen Sheng didn't stay where he was, but turned and left.
There were bursts of screams behind him, and he hurriedly quickened his pace.
But the screams disappeared not long after, followed by a rush of horseshoes.
Looking back, the person who blocked him had already been rushed away, and the spear in the flames stabbed at him.
The chaos in the city disappeared, there was no sound, the flames disappeared, and the city seemed to have become a dead city. Wherever the flames passed, the remaining ashes covered the dried blood or scorched ground. Where the flames do not pass, there is bleeding
Soldiers sorted out in the city, gathering grain and armor.
No one made a sound, only scattered footsteps stepped through the ashes, picked up weapons from the ground, or killed some people who were not completely dead.
Many houses along the road were charred and blackened by the flames, and some had even collapsed there.
Gu Nan stood on the top of the wall, leaning his spear against the wall beside him.
He sat down with his half leaning on the city wall, took off his helmet and put it aside, looking at the dead and silent city, with ruins or ruins.
Chen Sheng was the leader of the chaos, but the chaos in Chendi can no longer be solved by killing Chen Sheng.
Gu Nan groped around his waist, untied a bag, opened it, and took a sip.
I don't know if it's the wine or the water, but her face showed the first expression since more than a month, covered by the visor, she can only see her eyes lift up, looking at the "dead city" that is about to fall into the night Sky.
She cursed in a low voice: "Oh my god."
After cursing, he raised the bag in his hand and took another sip, leaning against the edge of the city wall, talking softly.
"It's nothing but dying in this world."