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All the gates of the city were sealed, and the Dafeng soldiers ran up and down the street, and even rushed into their own houses to search them wantonly.
Fortunately, I am usually cautious enough, otherwise those tokens of the Freemasonry will probably be searched out.
Just don't know what's going on.
Although he is a "high-level" Freemason at the hall master level, except for a few "business partners" with low positions in the Dafeng Army, Li Si has no information to help him, so he has been tossing for a long time during the day Didn't find out anything.
He actually felt a little guilty about it.
"Forget it, it will be fine in the future..."
With a word of self-consolation, he took out a piece of mother-of-child jade from his bosom and prepared to report to Chu Xianping what happened in Yuanzhou City today.
But at this moment, Li Si suddenly felt dizzy.
"Huh? What's going on?"
He reached out and tapped his forehead twice, cursing inwardly.
As a warrior, Li Si had long forgotten that he hadn't had a disaster for many years, so he didn't take it seriously.
But when his brain began to become dull little by little, and he could no longer even control his body, he finally seemed to understand something.
He suddenly understood why the city was on fire, but there was no one to put out the fire.
He suddenly understood why the old man next door suffered from lung disease and coughed until midnight every day, but he didn't make any movement tonight.
He suddenly understood what would happen to him later...
"Grumble..."
The milky white Zimu Jade fell from his hand, rolled a few times on the ground and stopped at his feet.
No.
Will not.
I won't just die like this.
Obviously the fortune teller said that he could live to the age of seventy, but now he is still far away.
Obviously, he had just hit the big luck, got acquainted with Mr. Wei, and became the hall master.
Obviously, he hasn't asked for a wife or given birth to a baby yet.
Obviously he didn't die on the battlefield.
Correct!
I will definitely not die...
Thinking of it this way, it seemed that his body had gained strength out of thin air.
Li Si smiled and bent down, wanting to pick up the mother-of-child jade, tell Chu Xianping what happened, and then go to sleep well, and then it will be a new day when he opens his eyes.
But as soon as the rickety body bent down, it couldn't straighten up again.
......
......
A private house a few miles away from Shimo Lane.
"Wow!"
"Heroes from the 36 states are on standby, and the recovery state is more than just a lone army!"
"The righteous army will win in the end, why should the heroes burst into tears!"
"Quan regards Sai Xue as Huanglong and drinks it immediately!"
"Crossing the Mang River, sweeping away Li Feng, one after another, aroused mourners!
"..."
The fire that spread all over the city has burned to the vicinity of the small courtyard, but amidst the sound of "crackling" fire, there are sonorous and powerful lyrics coming from the house.
This was originally a gathering of "people with lofty ideals" in Yuanzhou City, singing a play about "expelling foreign enemies and regaining Yuanzhou".
Although most people in Yuanzhou don't care whether their surname is "Ning" or "Li", there are always some people who have different feelings for their family and country.
They often gather here to discuss how to cooperate with the imperial army to drive Dafeng's army out of Yuanzhou.
Of course these people know the risks of this move, and many of them have lost their heads because of it.
However, from the day when Dafeng occupied Yuanzhou City, the number of such an organization has only been much larger.
"Ambition unpaid first...cough!"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The thick smoke squeezed in from outside the house made the old man in the shabby costume on the stage cough a few times, and the words of the play stopped for a while.
With difficulty, he raised his eyes and looked at the "spectators" under the stands, and there was no longer the familiar sound of drums and boards in his ears.
The old man has sung operas all his life in Yuanzhou City, so he naturally knows that there must be rules from beginning to end in opera singing.
And since he is willing to come here to sing an opera, he understands the truth of "loyalty to the emperor and justice to the country".
It's just that he might not believe it until the last moment before he died, for whom did these people die...
"..."
Standing up straight trembling, the old man vigorously shook the backing flag on the back of the costume, clenched his left hand up, and dragged his right hand down, posing in a pose that symbolized "loyalty".
Then, with all his strength, he sang the last two lines of the play in a long, intonation.
"I die before my ambition is paid, and I have children and grandchildren in the mountains and rivers!"
"This life is not wasted, and I will devote my life to serving the country faithfully!"
"Serving the country faithfully, I will spend my whole life!"
"..."
......
Tianji 15th year, July [-]th.
Yuanzhou City, this thousand-year-old city that has gone through countless vicissitudes and changes, and the ownership has changed several times between Fengning and Ning, was reduced to ashes overnight in a big fire.
There are more than 300 million people in the city, and more than [-] Dafeng soldiers, a total of nearly [-] million people...
dead.
Chapter 377
The sky was bright, and an orange-yellow morning glow appeared over Meishan.
Wonju in July was originally full of fresh dew and birds flying around, but in the early morning of this day, the wind and sand gradually surged, and the smell of blood permeated the wilderness.
Meng Shi, who had knelt outside Yuanzhou city all night, stood up staggeringly, slowly brushed off the dew on the general's armor, turned his head and glanced at the dozen or so black-armored lieutenants behind him with extremely empty eyes.
They are all the top three generals in the Dafeng Army.
He was also the only one who was able to escape from the Dragon Locking Formation and survived by luck.
From 50 people, to a dozen people...
Overnight, the anger, sadness, shock, and unwillingness in Meng Shi's heart have all gradually disappeared, leaving only endless hatred.
In the distance, the dense sound of horseshoes is getting closer and closer, which is obviously a sign that a large number of people and horses are about to arrive here.
But he didn't pay attention to it.
"Brothers, go all the way..."
With a sound of "Cang Lang", he pulled out the saber at his waist, and half of the saber was firmly nailed to the ground.
Meng Shi's eyes were red, he took a step back slowly, and then knelt down on one knee again facing the direction of Yuanzhou City.
"I am fit to swear it here."
"In the future, I will take the head of Ning Yongnian."
"Avenge this sea of blood for you."
"..."
Plop plop.
Behind him, more than a dozen generals in black armor also knelt down at this time.
Trembling, they also plunged their sabers into the ground, and made a blood oath in the most solemn and sad tone.
"In this life, we will take Ning Yongnian's head! Slaughter every soldier and every soldier of Daning!!"
"This hatred will never die!!"
......
......
At the cost of the 200 million people in Yuanzhou City, 50 Dafeng troops were wiped out overnight.
Undoubtedly, Ning Yongnian's move is no longer a matter of "unscrupulous means", but completely "inhumane".
If the people of the world can know the truth of this matter, let alone Dafeng, even the people of Daning may find it difficult to tolerate such a "tyrant".
But it's a pity.
From ancient times to the present, the right to speak has always been in the hands of those in power.
History is also written by the victors.
And the current situation couldn't be more obvious.
With the 50 elites of Dafeng trapped to death in Yuanzhou City, the balance of victory and defeat in this war has also suddenly fallen to Daning's side.
In other words, Dafeng's defeat has become a foregone conclusion.
The difference is only in how long they can persist under Daning's counterattack.
......
Fengyuan, Dafeng Palace.
From Mao time to Shen time, from dawn to dusk.
Today's morning morning lasted a whole day.
Wei Changtian, who had been waiting in the palace for a long time, didn't know what the court officials of Dafeng were discussing, and he couldn't see any clues from Li Qi's face.
But I think there are two opinions——
Make peace, or fight to the death.
For Wei Changtian, he no longer cared what Li Qi would choose, and the reason why he thought about seeing the latter again was actually just to say goodbye.
"Your Majesty, I will leave Fengyuan tonight."
The two walked side by side in the garden, everything around them was the same as when Wei Changtian first arrived in Fengyuan three months ago.
"Ah."
Nodding his head, Li Qi didn't talk about what happened in Yuanzhou last night, nor did he say what was the result of the discussion in the court today.
He just uttered a sentence calmly as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"Before I came to see you, I just went to kill her with my own hands."
"..."
Slightly stunned for a moment, Wei Changtian didn't respond.
Who "she" refers to has been made clear.
Regarding this result, I neither have the right to decide nor am I surprised.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the two continued to walk a hundred steps forward in silence.
Until Li Qi stopped suddenly, looked at Wei Changtian and sighed softly:
"Young Master Wei, no matter what, you have helped me a lot in the past three months."
"It's just that the deal you and I made before... It seems that it can't be fulfilled now."