Shule Karakhan Palace, perhaps this should be called Shule Guarding Envoy Palace, or Shule Palace.
The eastern half here is the office and residence of the former Shule governor of the Tang Dynasty, and the western half is the palace of the Bai family of the former Shule king.
Originally, there was a city wall and an independent moat separating the two places. After Saktu occupied this place, the walls in the east and west parts were demolished and the moat was filled in, leaving it like this.
It was completely dawn at this time, and fires were burning all over Shule City. The religious hatred that had been suppressed for decades completely broke out at this moment!
Those converted believers from various religions and the Tianfang Sect believers from the west were so arrogant at first, but now they feel so regretful.
Zhang Zhao didn't take care of this at all. It wasn't that he didn't want to take care of it, but that he really couldn't take care of it. There were less than fifty soldiers from Shandu who were still following him, and there were only a hundred palace guards in Khotan.
Many, this is not because other people have died, but because it was too dark when the war started, and some people were scattered in the rush.
It is definitely impossible for these hundred or so people to control others without killing or looting.
So Zhang Zhao simply rushed directly to the Karakhan Palace in Shule City. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and capture the last fortress of Shule City.
The pale-faced Ittihad was dragged over, and immediately, a group of religious figures in different attires in front of Zhang Zhao turned red-eyed.
If Zhang Zhao hadn't been here, Ittihad would never have survived for five seconds. He would have been beaten to death by the various monks and priests who rushed up to him.
"You thief! You never imagined that you would still have this day! When you destroyed my Dayun Temple, you must not have expected that retribution would come so quickly!"
A tall monk with blood on his head gritted his teeth and shouted angrily. He was the senior brother Huitong mentioned by Li Qilang.
"Fanshun, take Master Huitong with you and quickly go to the governor's dungeon in the north of the city to rescue Master Daozhen and others!"
Zhang Zhao winked at Fanshun who had just come over. This Master Huitong was a descendant of the Anxi Army. Zhang Zhao would definitely look at him differently and send him away because what Zhang Zhao was about to do was not necessarily right.
What are the benefits of Buddhism?
Fanshun nodded, but before he could move, Huitong, who was already red-eyed, saluted Zhang Zhaozheng, turned around and followed Fanshun to the north of the city. His master, the old monk Daozhen, was also beaten.
Locked up in a dungeon!
As soon as Huitong left, the Manichaean apostle came forward and said, "Honorable Duke Fengtian of the Kingdom of Jin, if you can hand this person over to us, you will surely receive the friendship and respect from all the followers of the Great Father!
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Before he finished speaking, Nestorian bishop and Fan monk Ruo Rexiti also hurriedly came forward.
At this time, Ittihad was not simply an object that could be used to vent his anger, but was obviously also an excellent tool that could reunite believers.
Whoever can take Ittihad away and then execute him in front of the believers will surely be able to restore his former reputation to a great extent.
"I can understand your feelings, but there is only one person, so I have decided, it is up to the three of you to decide who gets the Governor!" Zhang Zhao smiled faintly, looking a bit like a profiteer.
"Have we decided?" Ruorexiti asked doubtfully, but then he frowned, seeming to understand what Zhang Zhao was going to do.
"Yes! You decide for yourself, because I don't need the Governor, but I need this!" Zhang Zhao pointed at the palace of Saktu Bugla Khan and said.
"Whoever can help me conquer this palace, Governor Ittihad will belong to him. Not only that, I will also give him a share of the treasures inside!"
This is the reason why Zhang Zhao sent Hui Tong away first. If Hui Tong asked Ittihad to avenge his master, it would be hard for Zhang Zhao to say.
At the same time, Zhang Zhao, as the greatest contributor to the destruction of Shule City, did not let any of his men participate in the plunder and pursuit everywhere, all for the sake of this royal city.
He had finally figured out Li Shengtian's style of governing the country and his character. He was a king who was extremely face-saving and somewhat protective of his shortcomings.
He wanted to save his face, so he would not choose to enter Shule City when mass killings were still taking place and blood and fire were rising to the sky.
The characteristic of protecting shortcomings will provide Zhang Zhao with some room for maneuver. As long as he gives most of the treasures in Saktu King's City and Saktu's concubines to Li Shengtian, then he can monopolize the rest.
The Khotan army is about to arrive. They are not like Zhang Zhao who only has a few hundred men. Once those army leaders with thousands of men come in and capture the royal city, Zhang Zhao will suffer a big loss.
"Please wait a moment, Lord, the followers of the Great Father will be here soon!" Sure enough, there was a brave man under the heavy reward. As soon as Zhang Zhao made his meaning clear, the Manichaean apostle hurried off.
Before he could turn around, the Nestorian bishop and the Buddhist monk Ruo Rexiti also left quickly, and the three of them hurriedly gathered the believers.
"Erlangjun, the Manichaeans have a large number of people. They are probably the ones who captured the palace. Do we really want to give them all the benefits?"
Yin Yaozi came closer to Zhang Zhao and asked softly, Dunhuang is a Buddhist country, so Yin Yaozi naturally wants to be closer to Buddhism.
Zhang Zhao shook his head. If he had a choice, he would not want any religion. It would be best if he could promote Confucianism in this place.
But conditions did not allow it. At this time, Manichaeism and Buddhism were still quite powerful, and Zhang Zhao often relied on them.
"How can we make a company bigger? Whoever contributes the most will get more share."
After speaking, Zhang Zhao patted Yin Yaozi on the shoulder and said, "Cousin, you can get on your horse and go to the west of the city quickly, and bring the people from our Golden Capital, Shenji Capital, and the rear camp over here to collect the gold and silver treasures of the royal city.
, We will not give it to anyone except the Great Sage and the Emperor!"
Yin Yaozi was right in his thinking. Now he doesn't care whether he is the Buddha or the great loving father. The most important thing is to eat the fat in front of him first. They won Shule City in a bloody battle, so of course they have to take advantage of it.
"Ma Yaozi, take someone to the south and block the road for me. No matter who it is, unless it's my uncle, the Great Sage and the Emperor himself, don't let anyone come over. Anyone who dares to force their way in will be killed by me!"
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After giving instructions to Yin Yaozi, Zhang Zhao sent Ma Yaozi, the most clever and rogue one, out to block the road.
"Wu Yuan'er, you go and find Li Qilang. You two immediately go to the west of the city to find some women and doctors, and send all our injured people to the west of the city.
You must strictly follow the methods I told you to eliminate external evils, including boiling cotton cloth, etc., especially Wang Tongtong, you must keep an eye on me, I'm afraid he won't be able to persist."
When giving instructions to Wu Yuan'er, Zhang Zhao was in a very heavy mood. He did not count the casualties because he did not dare to do so.
However, Zhang Zhao knew that this was another battle of seven hundred against four thousand, and the divine warriors on the opposite side were tougher than when they fought outside the city, so the casualties would probably not be small.
This chapter has been completed!