Late at night, the upper floors of Chang'an City were brightly lit.

After several days of fierce battle, this magnificent city will inevitably be added with the traces of war-the marks left by the sword chopping, the potholes left by the arrows on the city wall, and the dark red blood stains immersed in the brick walls. It's all so clearly visible.

At this time, a gust of wind passed, and the night wind blew away the dry heat and brought a little coolness. But even so, the defenders on the tower felt that it was not as comfortable as they used to be, because the wind was engulfed in a thick **** atmosphere, and the rancidity of the corpse was rotten. If it weren't for staying on the tower these few days, I've become accustomed to the smell, I'm afraid I will be vomited on the spot.

Despite this, many people still covered their mouths and noses, and then recharged with disgust.

The young soldier covered his nose in one hand, held his gun in the other, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes and slumbered. But I closed my eyes and brewed for a long time, and I still didn't feel a little sleepy. On the contrary, the nausea became more and more uncontrollable.

Finally, he opened his eyes and slapped his nose with his hand in front of him several times, complaining in disgust: "It smells!"

The veteran next to him is his fellow countryman. He has been caring for him since he joined the army. He opened his eyes and slapped his helmet with a slap: "You care about so much, close your eyes and go to sleep, and be careful to fight for a minute. God is killing you."

The soldier stretched out his hand to straighten the crooked helmet, grieving: "But it's too smelly here, I can't sleep."

The veteran was more than a round older than him, almost treating him as a nephew, and finally opened his eyes when he heard that. He seemed a little helpless, half persuaded and half scared to say: "If you can't sleep, you have to sleep. If you don't sleep today, be careful to go to the downstairs to sleep tomorrow."

What's downstairs? It's a corpse!

Most of them were left by the siege rebels, and some defenders accidentally fell. However, no matter which side of the team, falling off this towering city wall, it will inevitably be a broken bone. Maybe the flesh and blood had also fallen into mud, and now they rot together in this midsummer weather, and they can't distinguish each other.

Hearing what the veteran said, the little soldier was agitated when he thought of the tragedy downstairs. He took the gun in his arms, and almost cried out with his slouched mouth: "How come I fought in a good manner? My parents sent me into the army and entered the Chang'an garrison. Don’t they always say it’s peaceful here? I just want to be. After a few years of soldiers, I mixed up some military pay and went back to marry a daughter-in-law. Why did they start fighting?!"

The veteran sighed when he heard the words. The adults above are going to fight. How can they control these little pawns? He touched Xiaobing's head and said, "It doesn't matter, this is Chang'an. As long as you survive this period, there will be reinforcements coming to King Qin soon."

The soldier listened to him confidently, thought about the emperor in the palace, and reluctantly nodded.

After saying a few words, the two of them had to recharge their energy, and then they endured the **** stench in the wind and closed their eyes-this is Chang'an, at the feet of the emperor, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, there will be King Qin's reinforcements. Come here, everything will be fine.

Gradually, sleepiness hit, and the two leaning on the tower fell asleep.

The night was getting deeper, except for the light from the burning torches on the tower, there were no lights in the city long ago. After the curfew, Chang'an City was extremely quiet. Even the flower street, which used to go all night long, has turned off the lights early these days. At this time, standing on the tower and looking around, Chang'an in the night looked like a giant sleeping beast, majestic and terrifying.

In the quiet night, countless soldiers on the tower were waiting for their sleep, and the soldiers on the night patrol lightened their steps, trying not to disturb these energized colleagues. They patrolled the tower lightly, and half an hour passed.

Of course, they can't walk around all night, and someone can take a turn to rest for a while.

Just after the third shift, a small group of patrolling sergeants returned to the downstairs. They just patrolled the upstairs and returned without finding anything unusual. After that, another team will continue to patrol, and they can stay downstairs to rest for a while. If you are very sleepy, you can take a short nap against the wall, and they will not set off again until the next team comes back.

The team of three veterans with five new recruits and a group of eight had been patrolling in the middle of the night. By this time, they were already exhausted. When he got a chance to rest, he dragged his weapon and took off his sultry helmet, and hid in the city gate to rest.

It's relatively quiet here, and it's not easy to be seen by the patrolling Shangguan, so you can be more free when you rest.

Many people did this, so the gate guard didn't care too much, and only glanced at the team when they came. Seeing that they were like everyone else, they came in looking for a corner and fell asleep, and then gradually snoring sounded, so I didn't care too much.

As time passed, the snoring noises kept coming and going, but a pair of closed eyes reopened in the darkness.

Someone got up in the dark, some crept close to the gate guard, some took out the dagger hidden on their body, some wiped the guard's neck... Fresh blood spurted out, mixed with the long-lasting blood in the air. , The perfect integration, just like the guard who fell softly, disappearing silently in this deep night.

Finally, one of the two hands touched the gate bolt, followed by the second and third hands-the gate of Chang'an was so tall and strong that the gate could not be opened by a single person.

However, two hands, three hands, until the eighth hands were all supported under the door bolt, and he could not lift the sinking wood.

Someone cursed in a low voice, and at the same time he was puzzled: "Is this door bolt so heavy? I saw them open the door before, three people can lift it up..."

The voice was not loud, but it was enough to reach several colleagues in this quiet night. The comrades were startled, and then Qi Qi realized that something was wrong. Someone hurriedly reached out and fumbled for the city gate and the door bolt, and then cursed: "This door bolt was nailed to death. When did we do it? knowledge?!"

There were so many things they didn't know, and almost immediately after the words fell, light suddenly lit up in the originally pitch-black city gate. After a dazzling effort, they found themselves surrounded by groups.

Several people were shocked for a while, and before they had time to commit themselves to preserve the secret, they were knocked out.

When they wake up again, they are already in the dark and **** prison of Tingwei...

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The city of Chang'an has been under siege for several days, and for the people, it is naturally uneasy. But for the aristocratic family, most of them relaxed from the moment they learned that it was the rebels outside the city instead of the northern barbarians.

What's so scary about the rebels? No matter who is sitting on the throne, he still needs the help of the family to govern the country!

The city gate was too far away, they could not hear the screaming, nor could they smell the persistent blood in the air. Even because of the rebels attacking the city, the emperor has no political affairs these few days, and there is no time to find fault with the family... For them, these days are strange and peaceful. If it weren't inappropriate, they were afraid that it would be passed on to the emperor to cause trouble, and they would almost return to their previous singing and dancing.

Chu Mansion is located in the west of the city, far away from the east gate that was attacked by the rebels. Naturally, you can't hear the distant cry of killing. The air in the Fuzhong is filled with the fragrance of summer flowers in full bloom, and there is fresh breeze and flowing water around the ears, as if the years are peaceful.

Chu Xi is a girl in her boudoir. Under such an environment, she almost thinks that the war outside is her own illusion.

However, she knew better than other girls that the peace in front of her was just an illusion-the emperor was unpredictable, the rebels were attacking the city outside Chang'an, and the northern barbarians from the north of Chang'an were attacking and plundering the city. And their family is chess in the hands of the emperor, and her sweetheart has just rushed to the battlefield not long ago, and in any case she can't stay out of the matter.

It's just that the rebels are attacking the city, and the city doesn't have to be peaceful before. These days, the family can't worry about her going out alone. So she stayed at home and asked for news from her elders and brothers who went out every day.

On this day, she received a new message from her fifth brother Chu Tan: “Last night someone wanted to open the gate to let the rebels into the city, and was caught by the general defending the city. Now they have been sent to the court lieutenant. Before long, the newly vacant cell of Tingwei Temple will have to be filled again."

Tingwei is in charge of the punishment. Although Tingwei Temple’s cell has never been idle, the number of people sent in in the past few months is definitely unprecedented. Now that the previous batch of people stained with Witch Gu has not been killed, there has been another batch of collaborators with the rebels. The Chu family brothers and sisters have no doubt that the cells that were emptied will be filled up again in a blink of an eye. There will be a few fewer families.

However, they were still too naive. The next day Chu Tan came back with a blank face, and Chu Xi asked him again and again before saying: "Kill all. Your majesty has ordered all those involved in the rebels to be killed. He did not send him to the court for interrogation. Just kill them all!"

There is nothing unusual about dead people, and even more so when your Majesty ordered the murder. Before the Witch Gu case, people were killed. But Chu Tan was still frightened. His face turned pale and said to Chu Xi, "Your Majesty killed anyone who was arrested the day before yesterday. He never tried to judge whether it was a bite. The Wu family just didn't deal with our family. The Wu family, hundreds of people from all over the clan, have all been chopped off today, and their heads are hung on the head of the city..."

It is not so much that Chu Tan was frightened by the dead, it is better to say that he was frightened by Wu's fate-Wu's and Chu's fought for many years, the two are almost evenly matched, both of them are first-class families. Even if a member of the Wu clan was involved in the Witch Gu case before, the Wu Patriarch's tail docked to survive, it did not have much impact on the Wu clan. But this time I couldn't help but say that the Wu clan was annihilated. How could Chu Tan not be afraid?

Chu Xi was also taken aback, and then asked: "Brother knows which other families are involved."

Chu Tan knew that he counted them one by one, and the more he counted, the more scared he became. I was afraid that I was counting here, and there was Yu Lin who came to surround Chu's house over there, and then their family followed in the footsteps of Wu's family.

Fortunately, this disaster did not happen. After hearing him count, Chu Xi made a calculation in her heart, and found that with the previous Witch Gu case, nearly half of the aristocratic families in Chang'an City had been involved, and her heart suddenly settled...This is the limit, unless the emperor is really angry. Dizzy, trying to kill himself empty, otherwise it's time to stop.

It seems that the emperor is not a fool.

The author has something to say: Chu Xi (planning): After fishing, the rebels outside the city should be resolved, and Taiwei Qi, who has disappeared for a long time, should also appear.

Wen Fei (raising hand): There is still me, there is still me, I will rush back and get married soon!

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