The wind is cool in the night, rolling over people's cheeks, with a deep coolness.

Li Si lay on the bed and had not yet fallen asleep, so he was not sleepy.

The wind outside the room was gusting, and he turned sideways, and the quiet moonlight penetrated through the curtains, which was pale and fell on the ground like a thin layer of frost.

Seeing that the moon was half-ringing, he got up and sat up, stepped out of bed, and took a shirt by the door and draped it over himself.

"Z."

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Lees stepped out of the room into the courtyard.

It's been a long time since he's had a good night's sleep, when should it be?

Probably after the heavy snowfall a year ago, no one knew how heavy the snow would be. It was as if the world had been covered by the snow.

"Ahem." Li Si coughed, and with this cough, his figure became more and more rickety.

Standing in the cool courtyard, he walked to the table in the court, picked up a simple scroll on the table, rolled it up, and looked at it.

Suddenly, a person appeared behind Li Si, dressed in black, with a crack in the wooden mask on his face.

Li Si turned his head and saw that there was no strange color on the person's face, and he naturally recognized the Qin Emperor's secret guard.

His eyes fell back onto the bamboo slip in his hand, and he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The secret guard saluted: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty asked me to hand this over to you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bamboo tube from his arms and walked in front of Li Si.

Li Si stretched out a hand, and 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 was a wooden strip with only a few words written on it.

The prisoners of Lishan were in trouble, and the Beiyun was robbed. Baiyue centrifugation, closed and inaccessible.

The hand holding the stick paused for a moment before putting it back into the tube.

Li Si shook the bamboo tube in his hand, put down his hand, and turned his back to the door, his eyes misty.

He asked, "How can we be at peace in this world?" ”

There was no sound all around.

After a long time, there was a deep sigh in the court, and he was powerless.

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There was a lot of noise in the city, and the sound of soldiers and soldiers was accompanied by the roar of human voices.

Blood was splattered in the streets, and I don't know whose severed limbs fell to the ground, and my sword was still twitching in my hand.

There were no civilians in the city for a long time, either the rebels or the outcasts who had already fled.

The soldiers rushed to kill in the city, and when they saw that they were killing together, they had already been numb to killing.

The rebels gathered in the streets and alleys with swords and swords like bee locusts.

When everyone gathers together, it is as if there is a Shura Prison in front of them.

The sword in his hand is raised, and if he cuts it down, it is a person. People rush together, waiting to be killed or killed.

The foot stepped on the ground, and there was a stickiness, and there was blood everywhere or the internal organs of the stump.

The swords on their bodies and hands were all stained red, and everyone seemed to be crazy, like fierce ghosts struggling in prison, killing and eating each other.

The rebellious people have been stubbornly guarding the cities, but they have eaten up all the food in the cities, and their eyes have been red with hunger for the past few days.

Gu Nan easily deceived the city gate with the food and grass of the army, but even so, these crazy people had no room for suppression except killing.

In the midst of the chaos, it was not known who set fire to the houses on the side of the road, and the twisted flames began to burn and rag in the city, spreading in several places.

Chen Sheng and his men rushed through the chaotic streets of the city, as if trying to find a gate to evacuate.

But all that was left of the city was the huddled people, the fire, and the billowing smoke.

Chen Sheng slashed down a soldier in armor with a sword, gritted his teeth, looked around with a rough breath, and asked the people around him.

"What the hell is going on!?"

"Why are the gates open?"

A man in the armor of a lieutenant wiped the ashes from his face and said.

"This morning, 10,000 people came with a whole team of food. I suspected deception, and I wanted to stop it. But the rebels in the city were crazy with hunger, and they didn't care about so many and opened the gates. ”

"When the convoy entered the city, countless people jumped out of the grain cart to break open the city gate and lure in the Qin army that was in ambush outside."

"Damn it!" Chen Sheng scolded: "I should know that these chaotic people can't do anything." ”

The flames burned the nearby houses, and the wooden beams let out a wail, and then the houses collapsed, sending a cloud of smoke and fire.

"Ahem." Chen Sheng coughed for a while, and glanced at the city hatefully: "Withdraw 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 smoke on both sides of the street. It was a white-robed general, and the general's spear was dragging blood and water, and his eyes fell on them.

Chen Sheng felt that his blood was coagulated, and he was looked at by the person in front of him as if he was being watched by some fierce beast.

The white-robed general did not stop for a moment, nor did he say a word, but raised the spear in his hand and stepped on.

With a hint of horror on his face, Chen Sheng hurriedly waved his hand and said to the person behind him: "Stop him, stop him!" ”

And he retreated to the back.

The adjutant general on the side commanded the team behind him: "Line up." ”

Chen Sheng didn't stay where he was, and turned his head to leave.

There were bursts of screams behind him, and he quickened his pace in a panic.

But it didn't take long for the screams to subside, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.

Looking back, the man who stood in the way had been rushed away, and the spear in the firelight was stabbing at him.

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The chaos in the city has not gone, there is no sound, the flames have died down, and the city seems to have become a dead city. The flames passed, leaving a trail of ash covering the bloodied, charred-black ground. Where the flames have not passed, there is a gathering of blood

The soldiers were tidying up in the city, gathering grain, grass and armor.

No one made a sound, only scattered footsteps stomping through the ashes, picking up blades from the ground, or killing people who weren't quite dead.

Many of the houses along the road were charred and blackened by the flames, and some even collapsed there.

Gu Nan stood at the head of the city and leaned his spear against the wall beside him.

He sat down half-leaning against the wall, took off his helmet and put it aside, looking at the dead silence of the city, ruined or in ruins.

Chen Sheng, the leader of the chaos, was ambushed, but the rebellion of Chen Di was no longer solved by killing a Chen Sheng.

Gu Nan's hand groped around his waist, untied a bag, opened it and took a sip.

I don't know if it's wine or water, but her face showed the first look in more than a month, and her eyes could only be seen raised by her visor to look at the night sky above this "dead city".

She scolded in a low voice: "Thief God." ”

After scolding, he raised the bag in his hand and took another sip, leaned against the edge of the city wall, and spoke softly.

"It's nothing more than a death in this world."