The attack on Chengdu Mansion is like a copy of Xiao Nuoyan's Ma Bu Army's attack on Fuzhou City. The gunpowder of the stone-throwing truck was thrown up, the explosions were continuous, and the proportion of the gunpowder workshop configuration was not much different from that of modern times.

Li Ji followed his grandfather when he was a child, and there was also hand-fried black powder in the village. At that time, he was only four or five years old, and he only vaguely remembered a cauldron in the village committee, and sawdust and sulfur and other things.

The fried gunpowder was used to open up mountains and build roads in the village, and the power was amazing. Sometimes the explosives were so violent that the glass windows could be shattered.

And this kind of gunpowder bag equipped in the gunpowder workshop, thrown on the city wall, can also blow up the masonry city, and the power is not far behind.

There was no suspense, Chengdu Mansion was blown up alive, and the forbidden army swarmed in.

Some people don't want to live, but no one is not afraid of death. Wang Jian originally wanted to be enthusiastic, even if he was defeated, he had to retain the dignity that a vassal king should have.

But he was wrong, and when he saw the elite around him being blown apart, and those panicked soldiers didn't even know how to fight back, he was also afraid.

Once fear opens the gap, the human will will be completely worn out.

So Wang Jian wanted to slip away, where could he slip away? He wanted to leave Xichuan and flee to Tubo in Hexi with the remnants.

Prince Puzan, the leader of the Tibetan tribe, befriended him, but unfortunately he was almost die-hard, and there were only more than a thousand horsemen who could follow him.

This is not an interracial war, and there is no deep hatred between compatriots. Most of the Nishikawa army held their hands high, and almost no one resisted after the city was broken.

The forbidden army entered the city in victory, and Wang Jian slipped away with the remnants.

Wang Jian, the king of Shu, a generation of heroes, was wiped out in the long river of history that Li Ji crossed.

The forbidden army entered the city, and the glory of the former country of abundance was no longer there, and the exploitation and oppression of the vassal kings made this place full of devastation.

The imperial army came, and the forbidden army that the people had been looking forward to day and night finally came.

Xiao Promise and Linghu Yunlong strictly ordered to restrain the army, enter the city, and those who dare to harass the people will be killed!

The crowd, almost all spontaneously, poured into the streets, they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The first thing to do when entering the city was to post notices, and the soldiers of the forbidden army publicized the various policies of the imperial court everywhere.

In fact, there is no need for publicity, most of Xichuan is returned to the imperial court. The common people have long known that they pay taxes lightly and divide the land.

Divide the land, just these three words can make the people pour all their support for you, and they are willing to go to the trouble for such a court.

Xiao Nuoyan and Ling Hu Yunlong were dressed in big clothes, riding high-headed horses, and entered the city majestically side by side, behind them were neat and uniform soldiers of the forbidden army.

The two generals, after more than half a year, finally recovered Xichuan.

They represent the imperial court, the two are majestic, and the people greet each other.

Then a group of people stopped the forbidden army entering the city.

They are all ordinary people, and the leaders are several major families in this Chengdu Prefecture.

An old man with a cane in his hand stood in the middle, surrounded by several elders from large families, followed by a group of family members.

These people are the patriarchs of major families, and the figures of Chengdu Mansion who call for wind and rain, if the imperial court wants Chengdu Mansion to be stable and united, it must give these people face.

So Xiao Nuoyan and Ling Hu Yunlong got off the horse, and the two walked over.

The old man crutches and pestle: "Strong! Great! Wang Shi Xiding, the general is mighty! Strong, strong! ”

Then it is strong, Xiao Nuoyan and Ling Hu Yunlong arched their hands: "The old man is fine."

The old man was happy, and the crutches and pestle doubled: "The mountains and rivers are broken and the catkins are floating, and the general is famous in a hundred battles." The old man only knows how to be a worm all his life, and today he knows that the people who win the hearts of the people are not just saints! Strong, strong! ”

This is a kind of approval, Xiao Promise and Ling Hu Yunlong returned the salute for this sentence that is not a sycophant, Ling Hu Yunlong said: "The old man is right, those who win the hearts of the people win the world, this is the Son of Heaven Shengming."

"Long live Your Majesty, long live you." The old man said, and then waved his hand, and the family brought over two large bowls.

"We Xichuan people do things happily, and the general doesn't like to beat around the bush. The people greeted each other along the way, which shows the majesty of the general. After drinking this bowl of wine, the two generals are our Xichuan people. Since we are from Xichuan, we are a family! ”

The two sea bowls sent by the old senior can be described as basins, and if the amount of wine is poor, this bowl will be drunk immediately.

Ling Hu Yunlong's throat moved, although he had a good amount of wine, but the bowl of wine in front of him was half a jar, and he was a little unsure if he could hold it.

The old old man had both kindness and malice on his face: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, and a few people will come back to fight in ancient times." We Xichuan people, gentlemen, will never laugh at you, do it! ”

It seems that this old guy should be the most influential family in the entire Chengdu Mansion, and several other old men have also persuaded him.

Ling Hu Yunlong picked up the wine bowl and drank it with a grunt.

I saw that his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, and the liquor was pouring from his throat into his stomach.

When several old men saw it, they all gave a thumbs up:

"Hero! Hero! Everyone nodded their heads.

A large bowl of sea, it takes two hands to hold it up, which makes Hu Yunlong stunned to do it alone.

After drinking such a big bowl of wine, Hu Yunlong was a little upset: "Good wine!"

The old old man said again: "Strong!" Then he looked at Xiao Nuoyan with ill will: "This general, please."

Jia Ding brought another bowl of wine, so that Hu Yunlong knew, Xiao Nuoyan said that the amount of wine was very shallow. If this bowl is dry, I'm afraid I'll faint here immediately.

The meaning of the patriarchs is obvious, you are the pillars of the court, and the people support you. But this Chengdu Mansion is mixed, and the strength of each family is huge, if you want to gain a firm foothold in Chengdu Mansion, you also need the support of several patriarchs.

There is a strong dragon that does not suppress the head snake of the ground, and everyone must abide by the laws of the court. But this governance not only requires law, but also human feelings. Toast, indicating the willingness of the patriarchs to pledge allegiance to the imperial court.

At the same time, the patriarchs also want to give the two of them a dismount, if you want to govern Chengdu Mansion in the future, you can't do without the support of several big families.

Kindness and malice coexisted together, making Hu Yunlong drink a lot, and he didn't get drunk and didn't make a fool of himself when he did it. Xiao Promise couldn't do it, he poured half a glass of wine, not to mention this bowl of wine that would kill people.

Ling Hu Yunlong wanted to block it for him: "General Xiao can't drink enough, change to a small bowl."

Unexpectedly, Lao Qisu stretched out his crutches to stop: "The general doesn't have to be polite, how can there be a general who can fight and can't drink." A few of us old guys respect a heart, and the general must not let us down. ”

The old guy is ruthless enough, and he blocked Linghu Yunlong here in two sentences, and it seems that this wine must be drunk.

"Then I'll drink it for him!" Ling Fox Yunlong staggered to pick up the big bowl that was about the size of a basin.

Xiao Nuoyan stretched out his hand to stop him, and said to the old man with a smile: "How can the old man's good intentions be disappointed, General Ben did it!" As he spoke, he took it with both hands.

Ling Hu Yunlong shook a little: "Can you do it?"

Compared with Linghu Yunlong, who is rectum, Xiao Promise is much more shameless, he raised the big sea bowl to respect the Quartet: "One respects the soldiers who died in battle, the second respects the devastating creatures, and the third respects the love of the people of Xichuan!" Dry! ”

Every time he said a word, he sprinkled the wine in the bowl on the ground as a sign of respect, and after saying three sentences, Xiao Promise said that there was only a small sip left in the bowl. Then he drank it all shamefully, and pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring: "Good wine!"

Lao Qisu looked at his feet that were wet by Xiao Nuoyan, raised his head and gave a thumbs up: "Hai, massive thia!"

Gongs and drums are noisy, colorful flags are displayed, and the people of Chengdu Mansion sing and dance to welcome the king.

Xiao Nuoyan and Linghu Yunlong bid farewell to several patriarchs, re-mounted their war horses, and went all the way to the city.

Several patriarchs quickly understood one thing, this general who made Fox Yunlong easy to deal with, and the one named Xiao Promise was a personal essence.

Several patriarchs have thousands of acres of fertile land in their homes, and they have long heard that the imperial court army will fight local tyrants and divide the land wherever they go, and their original purpose is to discuss how to deal with the imperial court's decision-making.

The head of the old Qisu is called Wang Anxuan, who is the patriarch of the Wang family, and several other big families such as the Li family, the Zhang family, the Liu family, the Chen family, the Yang family, the Zhou family, the Huang family and so on.

These big families are all decided by the patriarch, and sometimes the patriarch has the right to even have the power of life and death, and they occupy the land of the clan, and these clansmen are just their family members.

Unlike ordinary tenants, as long as you are a member of this tribe, the patriarch will distribute food in times of famine and will not starve you to death.

And those tenants who lost their land, when they could not afford to pay the rent, had to sell their sons and daughters. The clansmen will not be so miserable, but in the final analysis, they are all landless, and the land of the clansmen is the great patriarch.

Thousands of years of deep-rooted feudal thinking have made these people take it for granted. They would even support the right of the patriarch to do so, and the policy of the imperial court was that all landlords who had excess land had to give it to the people, otherwise it would be a crime. It is possible to go to prison at the least, or to be exiled and killed.

So these patriarchs came to greet them, and they came to meet them.

In addition, the power of the patriarch should not be underestimated, and they hold the power of the entire clan. Sometimes the imperial court still has to look at their faces, such as Emperor Taizong, who is so sage, has not been able to solve these tribal problems.

Even Wang Jian, who had occupied Xichuan for decades, did not dare to offend these patriarchs easily. Because once several tribes are united, you will encounter a lot of trouble if you follow a lot of policies, which is very tricky.

Some big families monopolize the tea, grain, cloth, medicinal materials and other industries, once they are in a hurry, they will pinch your key points and make you unable to speak.

For example, if they suddenly shut down the supply of medicinal materials, the city will face a shortage of medical treatment.

The forbidden army was stationed in Chengdu, and the remaining states and counties surrendered one after another, so far, the entire Xichuan was included in the imperial court territory.

And Wang Jian, pity that he has not fled to Tubo in Hexi, and when he arrived in Wenzhou, there were only more than 30 soldiers left with him.

More than 30 people are like lost dogs, and they need to hide from the court during the day. At night, they could only sleep in the wilderness, and the soldiers were hungry and exhausted.

Wang Jian's temper became more and more irritable, and when he left Chengdu, he also took more than 1,000 people to burn and plunder all the way. Along the way, the soldiers kept fleeing, and when they arrived outside the city of Wenzhou, there were only about 30 people left around them.

This can't be blamed entirely on others, Wang Jian killed dozens of subordinates along the way. These soldiers were afraid of their lives if they followed, and many of them fled halfway.

The general of the defeated army, the dog who lost his family, was slightly unsatisfactory, and Wang Jian jumped like thunder.

"Where's the king's wine! Wine, give me wine! Wang Jian was furious by the fire and kicked the fire in all directions.

The king of Shu went crazy again, and several of his own soldiers were so frightened that they hid far away. One of the personal soldiers close to him trembled: "King Shu, we fled all the way here, there is still any wine there, there is no food, and now there is only killing horses."

"What did you say!" Wang Jian rushed over and grabbed his shirt, and lifted it up like a chicken: "I am the King of Shu, and there are more than millions of soldiers under my command, wine!" Bring me wine! ”

"King Shu, there is really no wine, and you didn't kill the little one." The pro-soldiers seem to have been released, fleeing frantically all the way, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost, so it is better to live than to die.

"Okay, then the king will fulfill you!" Wang Jian pulled out his long sword and stabbed it fiercely into the chest of the pro-soldier, and the pro-soldier died without snorting.

"Waste, you're all a bunch of garbage!" Wang Jian brandished his long sword and shouted to the soldiers who were far away.

At night, Wang Jian lay down by the fire and his clothes. After all, he could not take a sip of wine, and his soldiers killed a horse, and everyone roasted a horse's leg.

After several days of running, Wang Jian fell asleep exhausted. At this time, the few remaining soldiers around him quietly climbed up, and they whispered something in the distance.

After a long time, I saw these personal soldiers take out the sabers on their waists and lightly touch Wang Jian's side.

Several pro-soldiers glanced at each other, and then slashed down with long knives at Wang Jianqi.

Suddenly, Wang Jian opened his eyes suddenly, he rolled away, and Wang Jian pulled out his long sword: "You, you actually want to rebel!"

Several of the soldiers were stunned for a moment, then shouted and rushed forward with their knives raised.

The king of Shu has gone crazy, and if they don't rebel, they will be killed by him sooner or later.

Decades of battlefield fighting have made Wang Jianlian a good kung fu, although he is surrounded by more than 30 people, he is not afraid at all.

Swords intersected, and the soldiers surrounded Wang Jiantuan in the middle.

With a 'snort' sword, Wang Jian slashed over a pro-soldier who rushed up, and with another backhand, he killed a pro-soldier behind him.

The tiger was difficult to defeat the wolves, and after killing six personal soldiers, Wang Jian was also stabbed several times. He went mad, slashing and killing with his sword.

Constantly the pro-soldiers fell, and suddenly a rope flew in, and the two pro-soldiers circled around Wang Jian, and firmly wrapped the rope around Wang Jian's neck.

With a bang, Wang Jian's long sword fell to the ground, and his breath was suffocated: "Small, you group of villains ......"

As the rope tightened tighter, he was speechless. Several pro-soldiers rushed over and pulled the rope together, Wang Jian's face became redder and redder, and finally he turned purple, his eyes protruded, and he stretched out his hand to grasp it indiscriminately.

Gradually, Wang Jian's hands became weaker and weaker, and finally he kicked his legs and was strangled to death in this wilderness.

The dignified King of Shu finally ended up with this picture. Several of his own soldiers cut off his head, and they returned to Chengdu Mansion to ask for merit and reward.

The king of Shu was killed, and Xichuan was finally peaceful. When the news reached the capital, Li Ji could finally let go and do his own thing. In the next step, the situation in Xichuan will be settled, and the reduction of the feudal domain can be put on the agenda.

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