Most of the inner city of Bianjing is inhabited by aristocratic families, and the east of the city is the settlement of wealthy families. In the alleys and high-walled courtyards, either the mansion of the prince or the home of the powerful.
The rising sun shone on the glazed tiles with illusory colors, and the crimson door was cast with dazzling light and shadow, leaving a shadow inside the door.
The grass orchids that bloomed in the corner of the wall were trampled into mud by the hasty footsteps, and the petals were blown up with the airflow of the people running. I flickered watching the usually elegant alley flooded into the people who rushed for their lives with weapons in their hands. The soldiers broke out, flew over the courtyard wall, and looked at the guards behind the door nervously guarding the gate and the wall with weapons. In the footsteps of those maidservants running in a hurry, and in the screaming female voices in the backyard, there were bursts of floral fragrance.
"The Shenwu Army has all retreated into the East City, and the Longjie Battalion has been driven into the West City." Hearing what the orderer said, Ye Shiyi turned his head to look at Ying Shisan, and asked, "What's up? Brother Thirteen?"
When the city was broken, the two sides fought fiercely, and it was the most natural thing to be killed by the rout and the rebellious army. However, tens of thousands of rout soldiers were driven into the land of those powerful families. I am afraid that not only the main families will die.
"The master said that those pavilions, towers, pavilions, books and classics are the essence accumulated over the years. The collections of these houses must be preserved, and those courtyards should not be destroyed if they can." Ying Shisan looked at the curling man in the distance. Qingyan said lightly.
That means no fire attack, Ye Shixi licked his tongue on the long sword, and said: "What if someone pretends to be a servant and escapes?"
Ying Shisan made a move, and a dozen men in black came out from the shadows, bowed silently to the two, and the leader said: "I have already recognized those who are destined to die. will keep it."
"If that's the case, let's not leave anyone alive." Ye Shiyi swung his long sword, and behind him, the cavalrymen in silver armor and red clothes rushed past him like the wind, and rushed towards him. Those broken soldiers who fled to the place where the wealthy clan lived.
"Brother Thirteen, are you afraid of going to hell?" Ye Shixi patted the restless mount under him and asked with a light smile.
hell? Ying Shisan smiled, Ye Shishi had already rushed out from his side, and not long after he had rushed to the front, the white horse leaped over the heads of those rout soldiers.
"Hell?" Yan Yi smiled unconsciously, and smiled at Ying Shisan: "Didn't you tell him? We came out of hell."
Ying Shisan smiled and shook his head, Ye Shishi, you were spoiled by the third master and the master, how do you know what hell is, what the master is doing now is to break this living hell, for this reason, even if No matter how many people you want me to kill, no matter how many innocent people die, what is there to be afraid of? If there is retribution, then it will come to me.
"Let's go to Wang's house?"
"The Wang family will go last, they won't be able to escape."
When passing by Caishikou, Ling Qingyu stopped, looked at the empty square, and it seemed that the appearance of the peerless man Lang Lang four years ago appeared in front of his eyes again. He used his own blood to open up Da Zhou's secret *, left her with the national policy, left her with a group of poor students who are now the backbone of her government system, and made those ordinary scholars accept her.
"Cheng Jia, I'm back." He said softly, clamped his horse's belly, and the team continued to move forward. Ling Qingyu had a resolute smile on his lips. With so much blood shed and such a great sacrifice, no matter what, Ling Qingyu will live up to your expectations!
Layers of palace cornices are shining in the sun, and the golden sun casts colorful light and shadows on the inscription tablet in front of the main entrance. rise.
The walls of the imperial city are not high. Standing on the palace gate and looking at the densely packed red-armored soldiers below, the faces of the imperial guards became paler and their sweat dripped more and more. I couldn't help but hope that the people below would attack the city quickly. It's easier than watching more and more people gather around like this, those artillery and speculators being pushed up, thinking that they will be smashed to pieces later.
He Li put his hands on the saddle, leaned forward slightly, looked at the magnificent and solemn palace gate with appreciative eyes, and hummed a little song in his mouth.
Guan Xiao coughed and said in a low voice, "Brother Li, I'm out of tune."
He Li glared at him, and said, "You don't know, it was originally sung like this, but some wicked person changed the tune later."
Following his tune, He Dongping, who was humming the ditty to the regular tune again, quit, and shouted: "General, what you said is wrong, this song is in our place, but every village has its own tune."
"General," Wang Zuo, who ran over from the palace gate, managed to stop the arguing among the confused people, and said, "The news from the palace just now is that Chai Jinzhong has detained all the officials in the main hall, and no one is in charge." Let me go, saying that I want to see who dares to kill the king."
He Li's eyes suddenly deepened, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his gaze towards the imperial city was as cold as ice.
"We are not scholars at all. Under the chaos, who knows who is the emperor?" Wei Lang said in a deep voice.
"That's right, but it's better for those ministers to let Chai Jinzhong kill them." He Li smiled sinisterly, leaned over to Wang Zuo who was standing beside the horse, and said, "The main hall is full of people from Chai Jinzhong, right? If you dare to shut down people, you must be able to kill them too." , tell them to stir up those people's panic, and then, do you understand?"
"Yes!" Wang Zuo responded and quietly retreated.
"Okay," He Li sat up straight, and said, "Enough rest, let's have some fun, Guan Xiao!"
After a month and a half, the roar of the cannon sounded again in Luoyang, and a series of huge explosions sounded in the city. The sound wave was transmitted along with the splashing gravel and flesh. Like a signal, the inner city was stained red with blood.
"Let me wait out!" An official couldn't stand it anymore, and jumped up amidst the huge explosion of Pili Lei and shouted.
"Sit down!" A guard yelled loudly, and he slashed at the official's back with the waist knife in his hand without hesitation.
A few drops of bright red blood splashed on the steps in front of the dragon chair, which made Chai Jinzhong stunned for a moment, and then watched the officials in the hall start booing in a daze. Blood stained red, gradually blurred consciousness.
I am the one! Why are all these people against me? I am the leader of this world, you have to listen to me! Those who oppose me, go to hell!
"My lord! What do you mean?" Mei Yushi said angrily.
"Chai Jinzhong! You stupid king!"
All kinds of roars sounded in the chasing and screaming, and the bright red dyed the brain from the eyes. Chai Jinzhong could no longer see anything else, and stood up abruptly and shouted: "What are you making a noise for? Anyone who dares to leave will be killed!" !killed!"