"It's really extravagant, and the family of a mere favored minister is so rich, when will I be able to live in such a big hall? Enjoy the glory? ”

Looking up at this mansion, the leader of the Rong clan, who had just killed Wei Hou Kuai, couldn't help but be dissatisfied with his situation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is the mansion of Wei Hou's confidant Hu Huang, and the Rong tribe was rewarded with the ability to plunder this place at will because they intercepted Wei Hou and sacrificed his body.

More than one hundred of the two hundred men led by the Ji clan were left after the ambush of the first battle, and these shabby-dressed and vulgar Rong warriors cheered and poured into the home of the Emperor's favorite retainer, Hu Huang, with everything they wanted, wealth, women, and a depressed slaughter.

But he was still not satisfied, and in his opinion, the palace city of the defense of the country was the most delicious trophy, attracting his attention like a torch. The palace was filled with the wealth that the Marquis had looted from the people, the treasures from foreign trade, and now it was a treasure trove at his fingertips, which made his family blush.

In comparison, the stone garden only allowed them to loot one favored minister's mansion, which could only be regarded as some leftovers.

The Ji clan also knew that with his own strength, it would be self-defeating to fight with thousands of Qing clan troops for the palace, not to mention that the fire there was getting bigger and bigger, and he might be involved in it. So he found another way, and after robbing the mansion, he led his men and poured into the surrounding streets and alleys like a tide, smashed open the door, and stepped inside.

They want not only wealth, but also population.

The people of Diqiu went to besiege the palace to participate in the robbery, so that the home was empty, and the defenseless women and children were killed, and they were pulled up by the Rong people by the hair and tied to the rope while they were still sleeping. For a while, the cries of women and children sounded outside the northern city of Diqiu.

But in the chaotic Emperor Hill City, this disturbance did not attract attention at all, and the only Qing who could stabilize the situation was besieging the Kong Mansion wholeheartedly.

Not long after, hundreds of women and children in this area were driven out of the city by the Rong people like a herd of sheep, and the Rong people walked on both sides with swords.

"It's going to be a better year." Ji Shi grinned, he tied the jade bi that originally belonged to Wei Hou to his waist, but against the backdrop of his tiger skin armor, it only made people feel very eyesore. Looking at these plundered populations, as well as the property pulled by carts behind, his heart was happy.

Last year, because they were expelled from the capital by the Marquis of Wei, the Rong people could only go to the mountains and forests to barely live, but the forests and pastures of the Weiguo were too few, and the livestock that could graze was far from enough for them to eat, and a quarter of their people died of cold and starvation in that cold winter. That's why he hated Wei Hou so much, and after the Rong people entered the city, they were so hungry and thirsty for looting and violence.

But this year is different, these hundreds of people can be sold to slave merchants, or kept for their own use, occupy a territory in the northern border of the country, let the Wei people farm for themselves, and the Ji clan is too lazy to take care of the vegetable garden by himself.

Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion in the team, and the two weak-crowned teenagers suddenly broke free of the rope and galloped into the night. One on horseback blocked a young man's path and forced him to turn around, while the rest surrounded him in the middle, whipped him in the face, drove him to flee in all directions, and finally hooked him to the ankle and threw him to the ground. The boy was covered in wounds and could only crawl, and when the Rong people began to get bored, they shot an arrow through his back, leaving only the boy's mother holding the body, and her terrible wails resounded through the night.

The Ji clan was indifferent and let everyone continue walking, he had to leave with the population before the Wei Guoqing clan could react.

But the group that went to chase the other boy did not return for a long time, and he was a little impatient.

After almost a quarter and a half, they finally made it through the night and returned.

When he left, there were three riders, but when he returned, there were only three riders.

The horse that had lost its owner was covered in blood and neighed loudly in panic, and the man who was still firmly on the horse was also hit by an arrow in the thigh, and the blood flowed profusely.

The warrior who had killed countless people rushed to him, and when he found him pale, he said in a trembling voice, "We have met the enemy......

The man was spreading panic, so he angrily scolded, "What are you afraid of? When we meet a defender in such a narrow place, we can defeat ten with one! ”

"No, it's not Weiren, it's Zhao Zu!"

"Zhao pawn!" Ji's whole body was agitated, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and the Rong people around him also took a step back.

That terrible army, will it be their enemy?

Before they could react, in the darkness, a crossbow machine sounded, and arrows shot out of the dark alley, knocking down the Rong people!

There was a soldier in armor, wearing a shirt, and holding a crossbow from the alley, and there were many robes behind him, at least a hundred, right? He shouted loudly to his own clan: "Release the people, leave on your own, Rao Ru and others will not die, otherwise you will ......"

"Withdraw!" Without the slightest hesitation, he did not hesitate at all when killing the Marquis of Weiqiu, and the Ji clan, who was invincible when plundering the people of Diqiu, immediately abandoned his spoils of war and ran towards the north gate with the clansmen who could still run.

He was very clear about Zhao Zu's combat effectiveness, many years ago, the Zhao army was rampant in defending the land, and breaking the emperor mound was as easy as piercing a silk silk, which left a deep impression on his own clan. This time he entered the Emperor Hill to raid, and he didn't dare to move even a step towards the Zhao army garrison by the canal, and he had been deliberately bypassing them.

Who expected Zhao Shu to find it by himself, it's really unlucky......

Offend anyone, don't offend the Zhao family, this is the first priority to survive between Jin and Lu, those of his clan in the river, those who follow the Zhao clan Chang, those who oppose the Zhao clan die, the bloody lesson, the Ji clan will not be ignorant enough to provoke the overlord of the Central Plains.

However, when they crawled out of the north gate of Diqiu, they found out that they had been fooled, and the Zhao family had no intention of letting them leave at all.

At this time, it was close to dawn, and an army took advantage of the dim light of the morning light, spread out outside the north gate of Diqiu, and not far from the canal, several large ships transporting troops were docking, sending Zhao Zu ashore.

They came from Hanoi, the Jin Kingdom......

Under the aim of hundreds of crossbow machines and even portable ballista guns in the army, his legs weakened and he fell to his knees.

He now understands that neither he nor the princes in the city can escape......

……

In early spring, it was still warm and cold, even if the wind was blowing from the southeast, it was still cold, and Uncle Gong sneezed and couldn't help but tighten his coat.

His younger brother Gongshumu took the family soldiers and besieged the Kong Mansion with Shipu, Sun Xiang, Taishuji, Beigongxi and others, but Gongshushu persuaded them to no avail, so he could only return to the south of the city with a small number of people.

The monarch died, the grandson died, and in the eyes of Gong Shushu, this chaos dealt a devastating blow to the office, and the regime of the defense of the country was also in jeopardy. At this time, it is necessary to quickly support the more legitimate prince to succeed to the throne and quickly stabilize the situation, how can he try to kill the prince because he is afraid that he will avenge his father when he grows up?

What's more, pointing the finger at Kong Yu, who is good to the people, will also greatly reduce the legitimacy of Zhu Qing's "killing the faint monarch" this time, but there are very few ministers who kill the monarch who can have a good end, and I only hope that the uncle can survive this crisis.

Unlike Shipu, who is bent on eradicating political opponents, and unlike other Qing clans who are dizzy in Lilingzhi, Gong Shushu always feels that this civil strife to defend the country is like being manipulated by an invisible hand, and is rushing towards a bad situation. Seeing that the new platform of the Weigong Palace was destroyed by fire, and the northern city was also in chaos, looting and killing occurred in every street and alley, but Zhu Qing was still busy with the fire.

He was worried, if this chaos continued for a few more days, this capital would be destroyed, who would be able to save Emperor Qiu from fire and water?

In the end, Gong Shushu climbed the city tower and looked at the southeast, which was the direction of Lu Guo, and the direction that Zhao Wuxian left five days ago.

He waited eagerly, both scared and expectant.

I am afraid that once that person comes back, everything that the Patriotic Secretaries have done will be turned into a bamboo basket and a piece of water, and their temples and shrines will be overturned. The expectation is because the only force that can suppress the chaos in Diqiu now is the Zhao family.

Before he knew it, dawn had arrived, and Uncle Gong, who had been staring at the east for a long time, was pierced by the rising sun. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, he found that the soldiers around him had thrown away their weapons and raised their hands, because a row of crossbow machines was pointing at them from under the city wall.

And Zhao Yi, the commander of the Zhao clan in Diqiu, proudly led people to take over the defense of the south gate and sent people to open the water gate.

Uncle Gong's heart sank, and he looked back to the southeast, but saw that on the Wei Canal reflected by the morning sun, the black warships were arriving in a steady stream under the impetus of the wind and oars, and the hard sails blown by the wind were one after another, almost obscuring the sun on the horizon......

He's coming. (To be continued.) )