In the southwest, when hundreds of thousands of people were fighting to the death for each other's country, interests, beliefs, and freedom, Qunucheng, the capital of Fujian in the eye of the storm, was surprisingly quiet. {This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The city wall was pitch black, not even a ghost shadow could be seen, and outside the city, even the Tang army barracks disappeared, leaving only one deep trench after another.

The ditches that are connected into a piece of trenches begin to extend from the four gates of the Qunu City, and during this time, several trenches with a depth of three meters and a width of three meters have completely surrounded the Qunu City, and the excavated soil is still roughly rammed behind a three-meter-high earthen wall, these fortifications encompass the entire city like the flames of hell, isolating it from the world.

A faint air of death spread above the city.

In a low shadow of the tower, Pallava's gloomy shadow was hidden, like a poisoned snake in the grass, surrounded by a cold breath, squinting a pair of swollen eyes full of bloodshots, Pallava stared at the trench outside the city, and did not know whether this land was particularly hard or the people who worked were lazy, the trench was dug so rough that it was enough for hundreds of people to sneak over, climb over the trench, and escape, but even if the incomparable temptation was in front of him, Pallava still gritted his teeth.

The thirty vassals of the Ring Sun Dynasty belonged to Monsata, and he was reused, so Padua also had the deepest study of Sinology, and he knew the military truth that the three were missing one, which seemed to be a smooth road, but in fact it was extremely dangerous, and after looking at this gap for a while, Pallava completely put aside the temptation to escape and looked south again.

Now, he doesn't want to have any grand plans for hegemony, even if he restores the status of Monsata as a vassal state, the only hope is that the reinforcements that the southern cannibals said can really fight, and the war has reached this point, even if he is a court minister again, he will admit it, for the first time, this deepest hidden treacherous ambition has risen in the face of incomparable regret.

While Pallava stared lifelessly outside the city, the originally bustling city of Qunu fell into a dead silence, and even the most fanatical Brahmins of the rebellion were dead.

The destruction of Hanjiacang made the rebels not get enough food as imagined, and all the grain stores in the city, the people's homes, and even the villages outside the city were all visited by the rebel cavalry, and all the grain within a radius of 100 miles was gathered in the city, Rao is so, feeding 130,000 rebels, 30,000 Brahmin monks, and more than 300,000 ordinary people is still a heavy burden.

As early as the defeat outside the city, the city has restricted the supply of food, and now even the rebels themselves can only eat one meal a day, as for the civilians, there has long been no food supply, and on the side of the street, in the streets and houses, which are as dark and dead as graves, people like dead corpses are lying quietly in the corners, one by one, they have already lost their shape, and their bones are as thin as a skeleton.

The rich rancid stench also spreads, and people who don't know when they died, someone cleaned it up earlier, but now, it's become commonplace and there are no people who even pay attention.

However, in a dilapidated corner, under a lonely lamp, several thin people were always plotting with high morale.

"The granary in the east of the city is too well guarded, and several brothers who stole grain have been martyred."

"Lu Lun, the grain official of the puppet Han Palace, is willing to surrender, and he is willing to steal grain from us secretly, but he can't find out about the military deployment of the thief army."

Under the light, the original majestic face of Xue Zhiguan, the police general of the Fujian State who had not been seen for many days, was now sunken, and with his aggressive bloodshot eyes, like a vampire, his face was cloudy with the beating of the oil lamp.

"There are still more than 100 cows near the Sanjialan Temple, try to steal some of them, and now those Brahmin cult leaders are also too busy to take care of themselves, they shouldn't be able to find out, if they have eaten, they will help the nearby Tang people."

"Also, the city defense map of the thief army must be obtained, especially the position of the bed crossbow, His Royal Highness is back, I can feel that the counterattack is imminent, even if I fight for my life, I must get it."

"Whoa!" Seven or eight lean secret police agents stood up together and answered, but before Xue Zhiguan nodded in satisfaction, there were suddenly bursts of messy footsteps at the door, and after an exclamation, there was no sound, and as soon as his heart tightened, Xue Zhiguan immediately took out a knife to blow the lamp, and before he could complete a series of actions, the door had been pushed open.

The lights were still flickering, shining on an ugly face full of scars, yin and yang were changing, and the two people came in with difficulty, and Xue Zhiguan, who was watching, immediately froze.

"Liu Baotao, it's actually you!"

Looking at this most calm general in Fujian, he couldn't help but scream in surprise, Scar Liu grinned ugly, and casually put away the horizontal knife on the neck of the Fujian police spy who was guarding outside.

"Little brother is too impulsive, don't be surprised, and it's rare to see old friends, don't be so nervous, Lao Liu just wants to find you for a drink."

A food box was placed on the table, and several Fujian agents who watched looked at each other and hesitated, Xue Zhiguan made a look, and asked a few operators to retreat, looking for an opportunity to slip away first, and he stayed.

A few spies gritted their teeth and turned out, and after there were only two people left in the room, Scar Liu opened the food box with an ugly smile, a large piece of spiced beef with an attractive aroma, a small bottle of imperial wine, and Xue Zhiguan, who had not seen the flesh for a long time, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but just for a moment, he exclaimed in amazement.

"Impossible, how can there still be beef in the city at this time?"

"Nothing is impossible, didn't those Brahmin monks in Sanjialan Temple raise a hundred cows?" Scar Liu sat down and took out the wine cup indifferently, but Xue Zhiguan was speechless for a while, and he was still thinking about it, someone had already intercepted the first.

It seems that he is really here to chat, and as soon as he drinks the wine, Scar Liu's words box opens.

"If you want to say that these brahmins are really not things, they eat, drink, prostitute and gamble in the temple, and they tell others to be patient outside, and they are afraid of the soft, Lao Liu can't get used to them like this, no, Lao Tzu drove the cow back by himself, and no one dared to fart."

"I'm still at ease in Fujian, I can eat whatever I want, and I don't need to worry about it like this, and I can't commit any taboos of bird religion."

After a few cups, the former Fujian warrior, now the King of Han has red cheeks, and he scolded vaguely, just like the old days when he was a ruffian in Chang'an, on the other hand, Xue Zhiguan didn't say a word, just slowly tasted the wine, listened to him complain like a drunken mania for a long time, and then he couldn't bear it, and asked gloomily.

"Why betray?"

"Why?" Suddenly grinning, Liu Baotao snorted wine and pulled out a large number of black notebooks from his waist bag, and Xue Zhiguan's eyelids jumped when he saw the top secret words on them.

"At the beginning in Quanzhou, the boss told me that Jiao Laosan was killed by him, and Lao Tzu still didn't believe it, and never believed it, but in fact, it was as simple as Lao Tzu thought."

"From Chang'an to follow the boss out, our Chang'an rangers, whether they used to fight against each other, or those who drank side by side, there are more than two thousand, and there are more than 100 hardcore brothers who follow the boss on the street, and now what about them? Half of it fell to Goguryeo, half to the steppe, half to the South Seas, and half to your hands. ”

Full of alcohol, pointing to Xue Zhiguan's nose, Scar Liu asked, "Lao Tzu asked you, did you kill He Lao Wu?" There is also Zhang Harrier, Lao Tzu always thought that he was unlucky, fell into the water and died, and now he has made it clear that it is the meaning of the boss, drunk and thrown into the sea, and, there is ......"

"He Lao Wu bent the law for personal gain, and forcibly seized the land of the people in Fujian, which was indeed ordered to be executed by the official, and Zhang Harrier, he accepted a bribe from Zheng Wuqianguan in Xingyang, and betrayed the military intelligence of Fujian, and the king of Fujian read his military exploits, so he faked the situation of him falling into the water, and did not know the canonical punishment, indeed, before the first battle in Huashan, our secret agents had already figured out the specific secret system from the emperor's study, and His Royal Highness already knew that Liaodong changed hands, but that battle could not be fought without it, otherwise it would be impossible to get out of the emperor's strict surveillance with Fujian, and……”

"What do you know?" Before Xue Zhiguan finished speaking, Scar Liu had already interrupted him impatiently by slapping the table, and actually stood up suddenly with red eyes.

"What is the righteousness of the world Lao Liu doesn't understand, Lao Liu doesn't want to understand, Lao Liu only knows that he followed the boss wholeheartedly at the beginning, just because the boss is bright and upright, treats his brothers openly, has a clear conscience, and treats each other with all sincerity, and now, for his great cause, the boss is no longer the boss he used to be, not the boss who led our gang of ruffians to fight in Chang'an!"

For the sake of the stability of the regime, Li Jie has done these things not too much, but for the former righteousness of the rivers and lakes, Li Jie, the boss, has really deteriorated, listening to Scar Liu's roar, Xue Zhiguan was speechless for a while, especially Scar Liu's next question, which made him dumbfounded.

"What would you do if the eldest killed the eldest princess?"

Xue Zhiguan was really stunned, Li Jie and the eldest grandson weave a harmonious love, he didn't think about this problem at all, but the most ruthless is the Wang family, now among the princesses, Wu Meiniang controls the power, Yang Xinyi, Xiao Man'er all have heirs, Li Jie doesn't know how many heirs there will be in the future, the struggle for imperial power is carried out by Li Jie's father and their generation, Li Jie himself The bloody struggle of their generation is vivid, who knows if the next generation will fight for this huge country, and whether the next generation will fight again. Will the harmony of Queen Min's house be maintained now?

"Okay, the wine is also drunk, what Lao Tzu wants to say is too late, leave two things for you, one in the Ganquan Palace Lao Tzu can only clean up so much, the other ......, forget it, you can do it yourself."

Xue Zhiguan was stunned, Scar Liu dropped the wine glass and staggered out of the door, after a while, the sound of the horse was far away, and he went out in shock, looking at a jar and a big burden on the ground, shaking his head Xue Zhiguan walked away in surprise, the jar was some black ash matter, puzzled, Xue Zhiguan suddenly realized that he had heard about the death of the green bead.

opened another big burden, but Xue Zhiguan's whole person was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

"General!"

"General, there are no thieves in ambush nearby, what happened?"

I don't know when, the secret agents who slipped out earlier came back one after another, asking one by one, and Xue Zhiguan came back to his senses.

"We must get out of town!" Full of gloom and solemnity, Xue Zhiguan clenched his fists with a cold face.