"It's so extravagant, and the family of a favorite official is so rich. When will I be able to live in such a large hall? Enjoy the glory?"

Looking up at the mansion, Ji Shi, the Rong leader who killed Wei Hou Kuai Fu, couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with his situation.

This is the mansion of Hu Qian, a trusted servant of the Marquis of Wei. Because the Rong tribe killed Marquis Wei and offered his body, the reward they got from the stone garden was that they could loot the place at will.

The 200 people brought by Ji's family had more than 180 left after the ambush and the first battle. These shabby warriors and knights swarmed into the house of the Wei Jun's favorite minister, Hu Xiao, and they had everything they wanted. , Wealth, Women, and Depressed Killing.

But Ji's family is still not satisfied. In his opinion, the palace city of Wei is the most delicious trophy, attracting his attention like a torch. The palace is full of wealth plundered by the Marquis Wei from the people, and treasures from foreign trade, and now it is in chaos.

In comparison, Shipu only allowed them to loot one favored mansion, which was just some leftovers.

Ji's family also knew that with his own strength, if he wanted to compete with thousands of Qing clan troops for the palace, he would be looking for a dead end, not to mention that the fire there was getting bigger and bigger, and he might be involved in it. So he found a new way. After robbing the mansion, he took his men and rushed into the surrounding streets and alleys like a tide, smashed the door, and stepped inside.

They want not only wealth, but population.

The people of Diqiu Kingdom all went to besiege the palace and participated in the robbery, so that the home was empty, and the unarmed women and children were killed. In their sleep, they were pulled up by the hair of the Rong people and tied to the rope. violence. For a while, the cries of women and children sounded outside the north city of Diqiu.

But in the chaotic Diqiu City, this riot did not attract attention at all, and the only ministers who could stabilize the situation were besieging Kong's mansion wholeheartedly.

It didn't take long for the hundreds of women and children in Lilu to be driven out of the city like a flock of sheep by the Rong people, while the Rong people walked on both sides with their swords in hand.

"This year will be better." Ji's grin grinned. He tied the jade bi that belonged to the Marquis of Wei to his waist, but against the background of his tiger skin armor, it only made people feel very annoying. Looking at these plundered people and the property pulled by the cart behind him, he was overjoyed.

Last year, because they were expelled from the capital by Weihou, the Rong people could only live in the mountains and forests, but there were too few forests and pastures in Wei, and the livestock that could be grazing was far from enough for them to eat. In that cold winter, they had four points. One of the tribe starved to death. That's why he hated Marquis Wei so much, and it was only after the Rong people entered the city that they eagerly plundered and raped.

But this year is different. These hundreds of people can be sold to slave traders, or kept for their own use, occupying a piece of territory in the northern border of the Wei Kingdom, and letting the Wei people farm the land for themselves.

Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion in the team, and the two weak-crowned teenagers suddenly broke away from the rope and walked towards the night. The soldiers reacted very quickly. The horsemen divided into two groups to stop him. A soldier on horseback blocked the way of a young man and forced him to turn around. The rest surrounded him and whipped him in the face. Pushing him to run around, he finally swung the whip around his ankle, causing him to fall to the ground. The boy was injured all over and could only keep crawling. When the soldiers began to feel bored, they shot an arrow through his back, leaving only the young mother holding the corpse, and a shrill cry resounded through the night.

Ji's family was indifferent and let everyone continue to go. He had to leave with the population before the Wei Guoqing clan could react.

But the group of people who went to chase the other boy did not return for a long time, and Ji's family was a little impatient.

After almost half an hour, they finally passed through the night and came back.

When they left, there were three cavalry and three people, but when they came back, there were only three cavalry and one person.

The horse that lost its owner was covered in blood and neighed loudly in panic, while the man who was still firmly on the horse was also shot in the thigh, bleeding profusely.

The warrior who had killed countless people rushed to him. Ji Shi found him pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "We meet the enemy..."

This person was spreading panic, so Ji Shi angrily scolded: "What are you afraid of? If you meet a guard in such a narrow place, we can defeat ten with one!"

"No, it's not the guard, it's the Zhao soldier!"

"Zhao Zu!" Ji Shi's whole body was shaking, and he couldn't help exclaiming, and the Rong people around him also took a step back.

Is that terrifying army going to be their enemy?

Before they could react, in the darkness, a crossbow machine rang, and arrows shot out of the dark alley, shooting down the soldiers!

There was a soldier in armor, a helmet, and a crossbow showing his shadow from the alley. There were no idea how many robes there were behind him, at least a hundred, right? He shouted loudly to Ji's family: "Release the people, leave on your own, and spare you to wait until you die, otherwise..."

"Withdraw!" Without the slightest hesitation, he did not hesitate at all when killing Weihou. When he plundered the people of Diqiu, Ji Shi immediately abandoned his trophies and ran towards the north gate with his clansmen who could still run. .

He was very clear about the fighting strength of Zhao's soldiers. Many years ago, when the Zhao army ran rampant in the defense, Podiqiu was as easy as piercing a piece of silk and silk, which left a deep impression on Ji's clan. This time, he did not dare to move even a single step towards the Zhao army station by the canal, and he has been deliberately avoiding them.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zun found it by himself, which is really bad...

Don't offend anyone, don't offend the Zhao clan. This is the first priority of survival between Jin and Lu. Those of his compatriots in Hejian, those who obey the Zhao clan will prosper, and those who go against the Zhao clan will perish. Will be ignorant to provoke the overlord of the Central Plains.

However, when they rolled and ran out of the north gate of Diqiu, they realized that they had been fooled, and the Zhao family did not intend to let them go.

At this time, it was close to dawn, and an army spread out outside the north gate of Diqiu in the dim light of the morning light. Several large ships carrying troops were docking at the canal not far away, sending Zhao soldiers ashore.

They came from Hanoi, the state of Jin...

Under the aim of hundreds of ballistas and even the military's portable ballista, Ji's legs softened and he fell to his knees.

He now understands that no one can escape whether it is him or the ministers in the city...

...

In early spring, it was warm and cold, and even the wind from the southeast was still cold. Uncle Shu sneezed and tightened his fur.

His younger brother Gongshumu took his family soldiers and went with Shipu, Sun Xiang, Taishuji, Bei Gongxi and others to besiege Kong's mansion. Gongshushu failed to persuade them, so he could only bring a small number of people back South of the city.

The monarch was dead, and both Gongsun and Sun died. In Gongshushu's view, the chaos caused a devastating blow to the public office, and the state of Wei was in jeopardy. At this time, it is necessary to quickly support the more orthodox prince to succeed the throne and quickly stabilize the situation. How can we try to kill the prince because he is afraid of avenging his father when he grows up?

What's more, pointing the finger at Kong Yu, who is good to the common people, will also greatly reduce the legitimacy of Zhu Qing's "killing the monarch" this time, but there are very few ministers who kill the monarch. Get through this crisis.

Unlike Shipu, who is bent on eradicating political enemies, and other nobles who have lost their minds, Gongshushu always feels that this civil strife in Wei is being manipulated by an invisible hand, rushing towards a bad situation. go. Seeing that the new platform of the Empress Palace was destroyed by fire, the northern city was also in chaos. Looting and murder occurred in every street and alley, but Zhu Qing was still busy with the fire.

He was very worried. If this chaos continued for a few more days, the capital would be destroyed. Who could save Emperor Qiu from the fire and water?

In the end ~lightnovelpub.net~ Gongshushu boarded the tower and looked to the southeast, which was the direction of the State of Lu, the direction Zhao Wuxi left five days ago.

He was looking forward to it, both fearful and anticipating.

I was afraid that once that person came back, everything Wei Guo and Zhu Qing had done would be a waste of water, and their ancestral temples would be overthrown. The expectation is because the only power that can suppress the chaos in Diqiu is the Zhao family.

Before he knew it, the dawn had come, and Gongshushu, who had been staring at the east for a long time, was stabbed by the rising sun and couldn't keep his eyes open. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, he found that the soldiers around him threw away their weapons and raised their hands, because a row of crossbow machines were pointing at them from under the city wall.

And Zhao Yi, the commander-in-chief of the Zhao clan in Diqiu, proudly led someone to take over the defense of the South Gate and sent someone to open the water gate.

Uncle Shushu's heart sank, and he looked back to the southeast, but he saw that on the Wei Canal, which was illuminated by the rising sun, the black military ships were arriving continuously, driven by the wind and the blades, and were blown hard by the wind. The sails, one by one, almost obscured the sun on the horizon...

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