In the next few days, everyone in Chang'an City knew that Qin Qi had died in the camp. Under the efforts of the Illuminati, the people cheered, unanimously believing that he had done something sorry to God and provoked the wrath of the heavens. Li Xuekai watched, sad for them, and sad for himself. Even if Qin Qi died, there was still Xu Yuan, and it was too early to be happy.

"Why aren't you happy?" The sergeant next to him asked. "Standing guard on the tower of the city gate, the enemy army came and said that death is dead, what is there to be happy about." "Look at you, you're depressed, aren't you? The boss is dead, they must be scared, what is there to be afraid of? We are Chang'an, but the big city is not as easy to bully as they think. ”

The two were still talking, looking at the mountains looming in the fog in the distance. "The Divine Decree has arrived!" The sergeant pulled Li Xuekai, who was shaking his spirit, and knelt down. "You're crazy!" The crowd knelt down, and the official who had given the decree looked around and rolled his eyes. "Hillbilly." "Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said, I ascended the throne for more than a month, against the will of heaven, lack of virtue, dare not occupy a high position again, so the throne Zen to Taishan Bo Li Longqing. Look at the country and the mountains forever. Chin this! ”

After the decree was announced, the official hurried away and went to the next place where the decree was announced. Li Xuekai frowned: "Do you know who Taishan Bo is?" The sergeant shook his head: "How do I know?" "You don't know you're still working for him?" "I don't know who the original emperor is, so don't I work for him anymore? Save it, this is our little people. ”

Li Xuekai smiled awkwardly, the emperor in the past few months has been like a dream, sober and absurd. It was a joke that those sergeants were willing to die for themselves without knowing themselves. The army outside the city can't stay silent forever, and when the time comes, let's ask for more blessings.

Marshal Qin Qi has always been highly respected in the army, and many people in the army are his old subordinates, and now suddenly he was poisoned, and the whole army is gearing up, intending to wipe out this group of rebels. Xu Yuan also wiped his spear, which was dark red and bloodstained. I think back then, the First Emperor was killed from the sea of corpses and blood like this, right?

"General! Checkmate! Someone shouted outside the tent and was stopped by the guards. Xu Yuan walked out of the tent, and in front of him was an acquaintance: Wei Ming. This old man has been serving in the army with Xu Yuan and Zhaoqian since his wife was buried by them, but he has not learned enough martial arts and is not high, and he is only a centurion now.

"General, let me go with you this time. The marshal has been kind to me, and I have always wanted to repay it for so long, so this time, please let me repay the marshal's kindness with my life. Xu Yuan asked the guards not to stop him, and pulled him into the tent. Wei Ming, it's not that I don't want you to go, it's just that going to the battlefield is a matter of losing your head. ”

"The general and Wei Ming have known each other for so long, you have been promoted and made a fortune, Wei Ming has never been red-eyed, this time, please also ask the general to be fulfilled." "What if I lose my head?" "That's why Wei Ming is bent on death, and dying on the battlefield can be regarded as a well-deserved death." Seeing that he was so stubborn, Xu Yuan had no choice but to nod in agreement: "Okay, then you must pay attention to safety." Go ahead. ”

"Does the general really want him to be this striker?" The guard asked, and Xu Yuan nodded: "Well, is there any problem?" "There are many people in the army who want to go, why did the general give him such an opportunity to make meritorious contributions?" "You have also heard that he was born and died with His Majesty from the beginning, but he did not have his share in the reward for meritorious deeds. He was indignant. Well, good words can't persuade the damned ghost, let him go. ”

At the beginning of the battle, the forward general Wei Ming waved his polished axe and charged in the direction of Chang'an City. War always has to die, Wei Ming, who used to be in logistics, saw the people next to him die in front of him one after another for the first time today, saw the cold arrow slashing through his cheek, and saw himself alone in a heavy siege.

He was starting to get scared, maybe he would become a good soldier with more training, maybe waiting had made him impatient to prove himself, and all this was different from what he expected. He began to be afraid, and he turned his horse's head to flee for his life, when he saw the greedy eyes of the enemy soldiers.

He rode on a tall horse and looked like a great official, but in reality, he was too. A forward general is to have indomitable courage and the ability to be a man. Wei Ming regretted it, if he could not be so impulsive to grab this position that did not belong to him in the first place, maybe he would still be able to drink with a few good brothers in the camp now.

It's a pity that fate can't give him the right to choose to drink again, just when the rebels picked up his head to celebrate, Xu Yuan personally led the Chinese army like a divine soldier descending from the sky, strangling the enemy with all his might. If people really have souls, then what will Wei Ming see? Seeing those dead soldiers quietly looking at themselves, maybe crying, maybe angry.

Seeing that Xu Yuan was also like him, surrounded by people, or someone desperately tried to save him, or he turned the spear up and down to pick it up. It was not they who surrounded him, but he who surrounded them. The general personally put on his armor and went into battle to fight, which is very morale-boosting, right? Qin Qi and Wei Ming never dreamed that they would end up making wedding dresses for others.

The eight gates of Chang'an City were broken, Xu Yuan personally led the soldiers to kill them, the rebels were very tenacious, they fought in the alleys, they shot arrows in the houses, they resisted everywhere they could think of. Xu Yuan was annoyed by their refusal to cooperate and ordered a fire attack. Oil-stained arrows were fired at thatched houses, artillery was fired at high-rise buildings, and people fled in all directions, holding their valuable belongings and their children in their arms. Shivering at the figure on the castle tower.

The anger of the Wang army was burning in Chang'an City, and they killed everyone in the streets, whether he was a sergeant or not, and everyone who wanted to escape from Chang'an City, no matter what his identity was. Li Xuekai saw through the danger here, he hid in the cellar, and took the 10,000 taels of silver tickets that he regarded as his life.

The fire burned for five days, and just when Li Xuekai was about to starve to death in the cellar, the fire stopped, and he was not starved to death, nor was he suffocated, which is a miracle. When I went out of the city and picked up the piles of ruins, there were no more living people, Chang'an City, all of them were dead, and the royal army also retreated.

Collect the shabby clothes, since then, Duke Li Xuekai and Emperor Li Xuekai have all died, and now it is the ranger Li Xuekai who remains in the world!