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Chapter 762: Inside and outside Xiangyang City

Xiangyang City

On the plain outside the city, no less than 100,000 prisoners of war of the Qin Wang's army squatted on the ground, and each of them had irrepressible panic on their faces, and no one knew what their future would look like. Will he be executed on the banks of the Hanshui River, or will he survive and wait for the next defeat?

Just when they didn't even dare to whisper, or squatted or sat on the ground for fear and fear, a large group of elite cavalry wearing black light armor slowly came along the official road, stretching endlessly like a giant dragon. The scarlet battle flag of the Yanyun Army was unfurled in the cold wind, like a flame burning in mid-air.

This cavalry attracted everyone's attention, and everyone couldn't help but take a few more looks.

What they were looking at was not the unparalleled Yan Yunjing rider in the world, but the black-robed young man who was riding a horse and walking at the front of the team. That's the victor of today, the most powerful man of the day.

Yan Wang Li Xian.

In the middle of the procession there was a carriage, unshed.

A corpse was pulled on the carriage, which was covered with a white cloth. In the place where the corpse was covered, the white cloth had completely turned red.

The procession marched slowly, with no cheers, only the sound of horses' hooves, but the silence was terrifying.

The gate of Xiangyang City was open, and Emperor Xiao Miao, who was wearing a set of cloth clothes, stood at the door with hundreds of officials of the Liang State in the city. He hung his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to look at His Royal Highness King Yan who was slowly coming. Or maybe he felt a little ashamed and didn't want to lift his once noble head.

The cavalry team slowly stopped at the gate of the city, and the generals who stood on both sides of the official road and waited for the return of His Royal Highness King Yan stepped forward to salute.

Li Xian waved his hand, and there was a faint tiredness between his eyebrows.

"Get up, all of you, and go into the city to talk."

Li Xian jumped down from the big black horse and walked into the city with his subordinates. He didn't even glance at Xiao Miao, who was standing on the side of the road, nor did he glance at the subordinates of Liang State. This made the civil and military officials of the Liang State look at each other, and many of them had angry faces on their faces. Someone scolded King Yan viciously in his heart, looking at the slender back, he couldn't wait to pounce on him and fight.

Xiao Mo smiled self-deprecatingly and turned to follow.

After entering Xiangyang City, Li Xian did not enter Xiao Miao's palace, but chose the closer city yamen, after entering the door, Li Xian did not even have an audience to report the results of the battle, and directly entered the back hall and locked everyone out. Luo Shixin and the others didn't know what was going on, so they didn't dare to disturb Li Xian and retreated.

After entering the door, Li Xian fell asleep on the bed with his head covered.

I slept until dark, and no one knew how His Royal Highness King Yan could be so sleepy. This battle killed two birds with one stone, not only destroyed Li Shimin, but also destroyed Xiao Miao's Liang State, it stands to reason that King Yan should be happy with such a brilliant victory, but why can't His Royal Highness King Yan see a happy expression on his face?

slept until dark, and Li Xian still didn't get up.

In fact, he didn't fall asleep at all, just lying on the bed with his head covered and didn't want to move. He didn't want to see people, he didn't want to talk, he didn't know what he was feeling or what he was grieving. There was a kind of empty sadness in his heart, and there was not a trace of the joy that should be due after the great victory.

Lying on the bed, looking at the roof, I was stunned.

Li Shimin is dead, and the catastrophe has been eliminated.

But he didn't feel relieved.

When he and Li Shimin were drinking in front of the army, he said that he did not know how this history would be written in textbooks thousands of years later. He suddenly realized that he had destroyed not only an era he was familiar with, but also his own memories. This world has completely changed because of his appearance, so will his future life still exist?

He felt that he was the executioner of a piece of history.

After lying down for a long time, his body was a little stiff, Li Xian stood up and walked to the window and sat down, pushed open the window, and looked at the bright moon outside in a daze.

It has been more than twenty years since this era, and Li Xian has always thought that he has completely integrated into this era, is completely familiar with this era, and even controls this era. But Li Shimin's death made him realize that he had not regarded himself as a person of this era at all. If you've already integrated, why aren't you happy?

To this day, he still sees himself as a passerby of this era.

Is this my time?

He sat down with the moon and muttered to himself.

In the hall of the mansion, all the generals of the Yanyun Army sat here and waited. There were snacks and wine in front of them, but the atmosphere was a little dull, and no one spoke.

I don't know how long it took, Pei Xingyan, who had the most direct and simple temperament, stood up, walked over and grabbed a piece of dim sum and stuffed it into his mouth, and drank a big sip of wine into it.

"What's wrong with all of you?"

Pei Xingyan swallowed the contents of his mouth and looked around: "Why should you laugh?" ”

"The lord doesn't laugh."

Xiong Kuohai rubbed his furrowed brows: "What's the point of me waiting to laugh?" ”

"Yes!"

At this time, Li Xian, who had changed into dry clothes, walked out of the back hall slowly: "This victory is not alone, it belongs to all of you. Tell the order to go down...... Let the soldiers sleep peacefully tonight, and tomorrow at noon the celebration feast, and the whole army can drink...... Rest for three days, no exercises. ”

The generals hurriedly stood up, and when they saw that His Royal Highness King Yan had a look of joy on his face, their tense hearts were also relieved, and everyone laughed.

"Lonely is just lacking"

Li Xian smiled and said, "Get the wine, I want to have a drink with everyone tonight!" ”

He smiled, but there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Victory is victory after all, and it is always to be celebrated.

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Emperor Liang Xiao Mo sat on the chair and looked at the food on the table in a daze. He had been sitting like this for a long time, sitting here before nightfall, not even noticing who had put the food on the table. His mind was full of the figure of Yan King Li Xian at the gate of the city today, and his indifferent and speechless appearance he thought was pride.

But he also knew that Yan Wang Li Xian had his own proud capital, because he was the winner.

Xiao Mo is not ready yet, to be prepared for the defeated.

Through the window, he could see a faintly visible corner of Miyagi in the distance, which was his Miyagi, which had once ......

Involuntarily thinking of Tian Wenjing and Zhou Fangwu's words, Xiao Mo couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"Anyone in the Great Liang Kingdom can surrender, but Your Majesty cannot. If the officials are demoted, they may still be officials. If the people descend, they will still live an ordinary life. But if Your Majesty descends, you are no longer Your Majesty. ”

These words rang back and forth in Xiao Miao's ears, like a hard slap in his face. Guan Xiaoshu said to him when he was in Xiangyang City, you don't have to regard losing to King Yan as a shame. But he is an emperor, and it only took him four years to almost recreate the past glory of the Great Liang Kingdom.

Once upon a time, he was convinced that he could be the one to rule the world.

And now, even if he can't be said to be a prisoner, how much better is he than a prisoner? This courtyard is the residence that Yan Yunjun has set aside for him, and he can't even go out freely! The civil and military officials of the Great Liang State were supervised separately, and there was no possibility of meeting each other at all.

He didn't know where Zhou Fangwu was, and he didn't know where Tian Wenjing was. But come to think of it, Liang Guoqun's ministers should be under house arrest in their own homes, and they are not free like him.

Is this the price of surrender?

Xiao Mo shook his head, allowing himself to stop thinking about it.

Just then, the door creaked open from the outside. Xiao Mo heard the sound and looked back, and found that it was Guan Xiaoshu who came in with a smile on his face.

He didn't like the young man.

Because even when this young man laughs, there is a sadness in his eyes. Xiao Mo was sad enough, so he was not in the mood to feel the sadness of others. He knew that a person with such a pair of eyes must have a poignant past. But he wasn't interested in finding out anything, he wasn't even interested in thinking about what his future would hold.

"What are you going to do?"

Xiao Mo asked.

"Drink."

Guan Xiaoshu replied.

He was holding a tray with only a jug of wine on it.

When he saw the wine jug, Xiao Miao's expression was obviously stunned. Then he understood something, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

"Poisoned wine?"

He asked.

Guan Xiaoshu didn't answer, sat down opposite Xiao Miao, put the wine jug on the table, he looked at the untouched food on the table and sighed: "Did you suffer before you became the emperor?" Have you ever been hungry? ”

He asked a few words that seemed inconsequential, but he didn't mean to answer Xiao Miao's question.

"Definitely not!"

Guan Xiaoshu asked and answered himself, then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat. There are five or six quite delicate dishes on the table, with meat and vegetables, which makes people have an appetite when they look at it, but in fact, Guan Xiaoshu's appetite is really good. Xiao Mian had never eaten a bite of the meal, and he ate most of it in just five minutes.

Wiping a handful of oil stains from the corners of his mouth, Guan Xiaoshu sighed comfortably.

He picked up the flask, poured a glass, and drank it all.

This action made Xiao Miao's expression immediately stiffen, and his eyes instantly opened to the maximum. He watched Guan Xiaoshu drink the glass of wine, his face full of incredulity.

"I'm not so bored, and I'm going to the trouble of getting a pot of poisoned wine. If I want to kill you, why bother? Wouldn't it be simple to cut off the head with a knife? ”

Guan Xiaoshu glanced at Xiao Mo and poured himself another glass of wine: "The reason why I want to drink with you is because something happened just now, and I feel the need to tell you, and it doesn't seem interesting to sit and talk, so I brought a pot of wine." ”

"What...... What's up? ”

Xiao Mo asked after swallowing hard and spitting.

"You have two of your most powerful cronies, don't you? About half an hour ago...... Zhou Fangwu, the general of the Xiangyang City garrison, took hundreds of slaves and planned to rush out of Xiangyang City while it was dark, but was stopped by the men and horses patrolling the city. Zhou Fangwu died, he was shot by random arrows. ”

"About an hour before Zhou Fangwu died, a person wearing the same clothes as me met Tian Wenjing, as for what he said, I don't know, of course, I can probably guess some of the conversation between them. After our people left, Tian Wenjing committed suicide by hanging himself in his own home. ”

Guan Xiaoshu waved his hand to accentuate his tone: "It's suicide." ”

He rubbed his nose and suddenly smiled: "I don't know why, there are so many people who committed suicide tonight...... It seems that there are twenty or thirty people. ”

"What do you mean!"

Xiao Mo stood up violently and took a step back, his eyes full of fear.

Guan Xiaoshu smiled, stood up and walked slowly towards Xiao Miao: "I mean, in fact, there is no need to use a pot of poisonous wine or anything to kill you, what a waste?" There is a shortage of everything in Xiangyang City now, lack of clothes, lack of food, and naturally lack of wine, I kindly brought you a pot, but you didn't dare to drink it...... I've drunk the wine, of course you're going to kill yourself, right? One white silk is enough. It's okay to kill yourself, but how disgusting is the blood? ”

He took out a piece of white silk from his arms and handed it to Xiao Miao: "Come by yourself?" Or shall I help you? ”

At this time, on the pile of tens of thousands of corpses piled up on the bank of the Hanshui River outside the city, there was a sudden movement of a corpse, and then rolled down from the corpse pile. The man was wrapped in gauze all over his body, and his face was as white as a ghost. But he did not die, but miraculously woke up.

Looking around, he was stupid for a long time.

After figuring out what was happening, he struggled to his feet, picked up a broken spear to use as a crutch, and walked with difficulty into the distance. Slowly disappeared in the night, and disappeared without a trace.

PS: The mood is inexplicably sad, and I sat down for a long time to write this chapter. Just two watches, I really can't write anything today.