In the early morning of November 12, 798 in the Guangming calendar, the fire in the imperial capital city still did not subside, and thick smoke billowed everywhere, just like the legendary apocalyptic scene of the ancient gods destroying the world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost everyone in the city stayed up all night. The Central Army and the Ministry of Public Security are still making their last efforts to stabilize the city. Although the blind patrols of the Ministry of Public Security were already dusty and exhausted, they still faithfully patrolled the streets. The 30,000 central army was waiting at the gates of the imperial capital, but the direction of their defense was not outside the city, but the refugees crowded around the city gates like locusts - boundless, according to the estimates of the ministers of the household department and the former minister of rites who came to inspect the city, as many as 300,000 refugees gathered at the gates, and because of their lack of security, they all gathered together to eat, drink, and lazar, and the entire edge of the city was smoky and stinking -- the two royal envoys immediately lay on the head of the city and vomited.

In the city gate tower, Wu Da, the left lieutenant of the Central Army stationed at the city gate, suggested that the refugees must be evacuated quickly and orderly, and it is best to open the city gate immediately so that they can leave the city immediately. Otherwise, if there is a slight disturbance, the nervous refugees will inevitably cause riots, and the 300,000 refugees will be a great disaster. But this suggestion was not adopted.

Xiao Yuandao, the royal envoy and former minister of the Ministry of Rites, looked at Wu Da, whose eyes were red and his mouth was foaming, and comforted: "Major General Wu Da, you don't have to worry too much, the military supplies that Your Majesty has already allocated and reserved will be distributed to the refugees soon." The Ministry of Household Affairs has also mobilized forces to reassure the people.

You have to believe in the imperial court, the disaster has passed, and what we have to do now is the work of post-disaster reconstruction, which is inseparable from the support of the people of the imperial capital. What's more, if the refugees are allowed to leave, the imperial capital will become an empty city, not to mention that other provinces will also be greatly affected by the refugees, which is not conducive to the stability of the empire!"

Has the disaster passed? Wu Da sneered, what a bunch of fools! He looked at these pretending magnates, his face was pale, and he didn't bother to say a word. For the Imperial Capital, the biggest potential disaster right now is these homeless refugees. These powerful people spoke high-sounding words, but as the gatekeeper at the time, how could he not know that these people had already sent their families out of the city in the immediate aftermath of the disaster. It is said that the empress also planned to move to the palace outside the city......

At this time, a soldier came to report: "My lord, there is a riot in the northern city-"

Wu Da's face changed, he looked at Xiao Yuan and said earnestly: "Your Excellency, the situation is critical, and it is urgent, please allow me to open the city gate and evacuate the refugees as soon as possible-"

Xiao Yuan said: "Major General Wu Da, as a senior general, you must be calm, you must not be a soldier, those refugees are just taking the opportunity to ask for benefits......"

Wu Da: "Your ......, my lord" His clenched fists were already bruised.

However, not long after the former minister of the Ministry of Rites, the prince of state and the special envoy of the imperial family, Lord Xiao, "calmed down", soldiers came again one after another:

"My lord, Southside riots"

"My lord, the Westside riots"

"My lord, the refugees in Beicheng began to rush to the camp......"

When the words fell, the noise outside the city tower was already deafening. Wu Da slapped the table in front of him with one palm, and the most fearful thing still happened, I don't know what the refugees are starting to go crazy again? He grabbed his waist knife and walked out without saying a word.

Wu ...... Major General, leave slowly, can you send someone to escort me back to the palace to resume my life-" Xiao Yuandao looked frightened.

"Adults, you have to calm down, I'll go back to ......" Wu Da glanced back at several royal envoys with pale faces, and couldn't help but show ridicule. He just hated that he couldn't leave these people off the city tower and let those refugees take them away to vent his anger. Of course, this can only be imagined.

"Major General Wu Da, hey, hey, don't go...... A few of us don't know anything about military affairs, so it's useless to stay here......" Listening to the noise outside, the Minister of Household Affairs on the side was also pale.

"Hmm...... The adults are also reasonable, the matter of using knives is indeed not good at the affairs of several adults, and the talents of several adults are all on the lips - come on, send these far-sighted adults back. Remember, don't let a few adults lose half a hair - you must also take care of your health, and the last general is still waiting for a few adults to be able to turn the disaster into an invisible one between talking and laughing!"

Xiao Yuandao didn't seem to hear Wu Da's sarcasm, forced a laugh, and hurriedly left with a few people.

Wu Da spat at the backs of several people.

......

Wu Da was extremely shocked by the scene in Beicheng, only to see that countless sturdy refugees had climbed over the obstacles, constantly impacting the array of the Central Army. The shield defense line that had been erected long ago was swayed by the impact of the refugees, and they even began to snatch the weapons in the hands of the soldiers of the Central Army, which was thirty feet away from these refugees, was the northern gate of the imperial capital.

The only thing that reassures Wu Da is that the soldiers of the Central Army still maintain basic restraint for now, at least not causing large-scale bloodshed. However, this situation did not last long.

"What the hell is going on, aren't these refugees still fine at night?" Wu Da looked at the guards at the North City Gate and asked coldly.

In response to Shangguan's harsh questioning, the guard general did not have much fear, and there was even some provocative and unruly look in his eyes.

Wu Da raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything unsightly? Don't I even have the right to know?" He glanced at the soldiers around him, and there was no change, and his heart was slightly relieved, at least the city gate guards were not planning to rebel.

The guard snorted, and suddenly took out a piece of paper and threw it to Wu Da.

Wu Da glared at the other party fiercely, took the paper and flattened it to see that it was something similar to "Di Bao", but just one glance at his face turned pale in an instant, and the next moment, he actually had the intention of rushing to the crown with anger.

"Go--open the gates!Inform the city guards that there is no need to stop the refugees from leaving the city--if anyone dares to stop them, I'll cam his orc grandmother ten thousand times......"

The big red characters pierced his eyes -- the palace gate was bloody! Seven righteous soldiers! The paper had been crumpled into a ball by him, and the eyes of this iron-clad man were full of tears. He slammed his fist into the blue-gray city wall, and immediately blood was drenched.

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Less than a day before the Imperial Capital Tribulation Day, a terrifying news spread throughout the Imperial Capital, and followed the scattered refugees in all directions at a flying speed.

On the night of November 11, 798 in the Guangming calendar, on the square in front of the Imperial Palace, after receiving an order from the royal family, the gendarmes raised their butcher's knives against more than 5,000 reserve non-commissioned officers of the Imperial Military Academy for no reason. In just half an hour, the bluestone slab in front of the palace gate was stained with blood, and what these non-commissioned officers did at that time was just to ask for the people's lives.

The people of the imperial capital, ravaged by gendarmes, robbers, necromancy, and disasters, suddenly discovered that the bright royal family, to which they had dedicated their loyalty and glory for 800 years, had become a murderous and unscrupulous executioner. In the past ten years, the incompetence of foreign wars and the bloody ferocity of internal wars have finally brought this discontent to its peak. In the imperial capital, there is an undercurrent surging.

The refugees gathered at the city gates had lost the last trust in the royal family, and no one could stop them from leaving. The Central Army, which was originally responsible for the heavy responsibility, and the generals of the Ministry of Public Security all secretly ordered the withdrawal of the defense-most of them were from the Imperial Capital Military Academy, and they were in the same vein as the reserve non-commissioned officers who died in front of the palace - the city gate was opened, and almost instantly, the imperial capital city was like a reservoir with open gates, and the flow of people rushed out, and the procession out of the city lined up from the city gate to the vicinity of the imperial palace.

When the gendarmes who arrived to interrogate them angrily, all the generals of the Central Army did not say a word, and the cold hostility made the unscrupulous gendarmes shudder.

At this time, two young figures were mixed in with the refugees leaving the city, they held hands, close together, and the target was the north city gate. On their wrists, each tied to a piece of white jade carved butterflies, crystal clear, lifelike, as if they would flutter their wings and fly away at any time. (To be continued.) )