Fire, sword light, cries, begging for mercy and hysterical laughter spread from the outside inward.
Several figures carrying large and small bundles emerged from behind a courtyard wall, staggering toward the west gate. Suddenly, the corner was illuminated by fire, and the silk fabrics on their bodies were gorgeous and dazzling. Several horses immediately galloped after them, as fast as ghosts.
"Spare your life, Master, spare your life!" The men in silk clothes cried out in unison, but could not get any mercy. Several rays of cold light flashed through the air, and heads flew up. The knight in black on horseback came to the bottom of the sea.
Li Yue picked up the blood-splattered package from mid-air and threw it behind another empty saddle. Then he chased after another wave of fleeing people.
They are all good skills that have been honed for many years on the grasslands outside the Great Wall. It is really a bit "incompetent" to use them to deal with unarmed people. Another wave of fleeing people were quickly overtaken by war horses, and they had no courage to resist. They knelt on the ground and held them with both hands.
All his wealth was placed on his head. "You're a wise man!" The knight in black smiled and praised in blunt Tang dialect. Then he used the tip of his knife to pick up the packages one by one on the back of the pack horse, and then hit his companions casually.
A gesture.
Several war horses trotted away, and the people who donated their belongings secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Before they had time to rejoice that they had finally escaped from the gate of hell, the knight in black quickly returned from the wings. The scimitar was tilted, and he was doing it on the belly of the horse.
He made a mowing posture.
There was blood and screams. The body of the war horse quickly turned red, and the knife wielder laughed. He jumped over the victim's body and circled towards the next target.
Do not seal the sword for three days after breaking the city! This is the reward personally promised to the "Yiluohe" by Anlu Mountain during the Great Festival. Everyone fought all the way from Fan Yang to Luoyang, and did not even bother to drink hot soup on the way. Breaking tonight
After arriving in the city, why not take a good supplement?! (Note 1)
The third wave of prey was a group of young men and women, all around twenty years old, so they ran slightly faster than the other refugees around them. But they were not faster than the four hooves of a war horse. They watched the old and weak refugees who were traveling with them fall to the butcher's knife one by one.
Then, the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer to them. Several young men in the team were finally aroused. With a shout, they drew out their swords inlaid with gold and jade, and rushed towards the Yiluo River.
The swords are good swords, and each one is worth tens of thousands of dollars. Unfortunately, the arms holding the swords have not undergone any training at all. Yiluohe only used one move, and all the swords flew away.
In mid-air, with a backhand stroke, several headless bodies, full of unwillingness, rotated and rotated in the firelight...
"Liu Lang——" A woman's scream came from the crowd. The Yiluohe people became more and more excited. They threw a few lassoes and dragged the women they liked to the horse's side one by one. Followed by one-armed
He held the woman horizontally in front of the saddle, and kept swinging the knife with the other hand, swinging the knife...
The screams stopped. Several Yiluohe looked at the dozens of corpses around them and laughed. After laughing, they hugged the woman who had fainted from fright and rushed towards a courtyard where there was no fire.
The door opened, the window shattered, the sound of wailing accompanied by Hu Ge sounded in the firelight, and floated far, far away in the night sky.
The robbery continues, as does the killing and rape. Everything of the loser, including life, is controlled by the winner. This is the rule of the grassland. The Yiluohe people, composed entirely of Khitan and Xi tribe warriors, take this rule as a matter of course.
After entering Luoyang, they could not escape. The people who had been holding on to a chance before rose up to resist. However, they had not heard the sound of fighting for decades. Everyone did not even know how to hold a sword. How could they be these tigers and wolves under An Lushan's command?
The enemy? Soon, those who dared to resist were all lying dead on the streets. The desperate people either hid in the piles of corpses and waited for dawn, or rushed along the Luoshui River in both directions. It is said that there were still government troops in the east of the city, and most of them were in Anxi.
Protector Chang Qing is still organizing troops to resist. It is said that the left-behind adult Li Xin and the iron-faced censor Lu Yi are in the west of the city. They have organized government servants and servants to prepare for a bloody battle with An Lushan. It is said that the general of the auxiliary country Bi Sichen led five
Ten thousand elite soldiers are stationed at the gate of Shangyang Palace...
It is said that they are all rumors. The people of Luoyang, who had neither experience nor preparation for escape, ran around in confusion based on hearsay one after another. Two months ago, the imperial court had just issued a decree to commend Fan Yang Jiedushi An Lushan.
Loyal, no one thought that he would rebel. A month ago, the government swore that the rebels only gained power temporarily and would never cross the Yellow River. Two days ago, Feng Changqing was defeated from Hulao, and Henan's Ling Yin Da Xi Xun returned
To bring peace to the people, for example, when Yang Xuangan was defeated at the gate of Luoyang, he vowed to ensure that Luoyang would not be lost. As a result, after only two days and one night, the impregnable Luoyang was captured by the rebels.
Escape for your life, run for your life without any purpose. No one knows how far they can escape, and no one knows when the nightmare will end.
In Kuiyuan, Feng Changqing's men failed to hold on and were defeated.
Going up to the east gate, Feng Changqing personally led the army to fight. Some people even saw his gray hair. The army was temporarily recruited and composed entirely of young people from the market. Even if everyone risked their lives, they could still fight with their bravery alone.
They could not stop Fan Yang's elite soldiers from hundreds of battles. In less than half an hour, several trusted generals brought by Feng Changqing from Anxi were all killed. The old general was shot twice and was dragged by the guards and retreated from the upper east gate.
Retreat to Xuanrenmen.
The half hour that the young men exchanged with their lives became the most precious half hour for Luoyang people. Tens of thousands of people retreated to the west of the city before the army was defeated. Feng Changqing ordered his men to cut out the wounds from their bodies with knives.
Arrow Cluster, while arranging manpower to evacuate the people, continued to organize resistance. This time, the officers and soldiers persisted for a shorter time...
Xiyuan, Xiyuan can still stay temporarily. The defeated soldiers surrounded their commander, pushed the people, and retreated to the royal garden in the west of the city. Even the city wall failed to block the rebels, so what role could the wall of the royal garden play?
?The sound of horse hoofs followed, and the Xiyuan Gate was smashed. At the critical moment, the defeated soldiers worked together to knock down a section of the city wall, and carried Feng Changqing away.
"Don't leave us—"
"Grandpa——"
"Child mother—"
The abandoned people were crying and running in all directions. The galloping Yiluohe did not care about chasing Feng Changqing, and rushed into the crowd on horseback, picking up those with the most luxurious clothes and the largest packages and swung his knife.
, Xiyuan, which used to be famous for its splendor and solemnity, was completely reduced to a Shura field. Countless people died in despair, and countless people even died unable to believe that what was happening around them was true.
The killing continued in the city.
Looting continued in the city.
The flight and hiding also continued in the city.
Without Feng Changqing, the last talisman, the people of Luoyang were even more desperate. They didn't care where the rebels came from, where there were fewer people, or where they cried and urinated in which direction they fled. And the Yiluohe people who had lost their temper were killed.
Then they no longer aim at attacking officers and soldiers, stare with red eyes, and take pleasure in killing and committing adultery.
The light of fire, the light of swords, the light of arrows.
Cries, shouts, the sound of horse hooves.
In the chaotic night of killing, there was only one place in Luoyang that still maintained its usual tranquility.
That was Xiuyifang, close to the north city wall and Lao Anxi Gate. Because there was a channel about ten feet wide on the right side of the square leading to the outside of the city, so the people inside the square ran into each other as soon as the city was breached.
He broke through the water gate on the canal and escaped. The whole square was emptied out in an instant.
In the middle of the empty square, there was a mansion with lights still on. Li Xin, the left-behind man in Dongdu, was sitting alone in the middle of the courtyard, with a guqin lying in front of his knees and a jar of fine wine beside him, playing and chanting.
He had tried his best. However, he could not turn the tide. The heroes and young heroes recruited with all their wealth were still beating their chests and being impassioned during the day. Just now, they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy.
The birds and beasts dispersed. Seeing that the situation was not going well, several servants quickly helped him escape from the battlefield. Everyone had lived here for a long time and was familiar with the roads, and soon found a safe passage out of the city.
Walking in front of the water gate, Li Xin, the guard of Dongdu, suddenly stopped. He was the guard of Dongdu, and Dongdu was gone, so why should he stay? He took off his sword and gave it to his old servant who had followed him for many years.
He took out the seal and solemnly entrusted it to the steward, asking him to send it to Chang'an or throw it into the bottom of the river. Then, Li Jin turned around resolutely and returned to his house despite the cries of his servants and stewards.
There is no one in the family. The children and the wife went to Chang'an to visit relatives and luckily escaped the disaster. Chang'an still has the Longwu Army and the Feilong Imperial Guard. With the natural barrier of Tongguan, they should be able to stop the rebels! Thinking of the Emperor and the
Nothing happened to his family, and Li Xin felt more and more at ease. He actually ignored the cries and cries in the city and played the piano by the dim light of the lantern.
What he played was the piece of "Neon Dress and Feather Clothes". It was the most popular piece of music in the dynasty, and it was a collaboration between the Emperor and Concubine Yang. It took several years and was just completed recently. As a disciple of the Grand Master, Li Jin had the honor to listen to several of it. Now that he can play it easily, he can also play it.
I enjoyed three of them.
There are more than thirty sections in the whole song, but Li Xin only remembered a very small part of it. However, even this very small part, played intermittently, added a bit of warmth to the cold wind.
"Li Liushou is so happy!" Even in the chaos of war, there are still close friends coming to follow the sound of music. Dongdu Liushou slowly raised his head and saw the censor Zhongcheng Lu Yi and the interviewer Jiang Qing, who had made an appointment with him to resist the rebels, arrived hand in hand.
Everyone has several knife marks on their body.
"You two, are you injured?!" Li Heng was stunned, and asked with a bit of disbelief, "Why aren't you leaving?!"
"Let's go, where are we going?!" Censor Zhongcheng Lu Yi's home is also in Xiuyifang, three yards away from Li's family. "Censor Zhongcheng's duty is to control the inside and outside, and distinguish between black and white. Now in Luoyang City, who is gangstering?
Bai, it’s no longer necessary to divide it, it’s time for me, the Zhongcheng, to take a break!”
"My subordinate, the judge, can't catch the rebellious ministers and traitors, so I have no choice but to give them up!" The interview judge, Jiang Qing, was originally not qualified to sit at the same table as Li and Lu, but now he grabbed the wine jar and swallowed several big mouthfuls.
, "I have long heard that Li Liushou's family has a fine wine specially reserved for the royal family. I have never had the opportunity to ask for a few drinks. Being able to taste it today is a life well spent!"
"I have long wanted to invite you two to have a drink with me, but it's just inconvenient to endure some stinky rules in the officialdom!" Li Xin took the wine jar back with a smile, and licked his lips, "Today, there is no need to pay attention to these rules.
Yes, please!"
As he spoke, he handed the wine jar to Lu Yi, the censor Zhongcheng. The latter was no longer as polite and serious as before. He took the wine jar with a smile, took a few sips, and then handed the wine jar back to Jiang Qing.
, and said with a smile: "It is indeed a good wine. It's a pity that there are no good dishes."
"Having one or two close friends is enough!" Jiang Qing took the wine jar and the conversation head and laughed.
"That's true, one or two close friends are enough!" Li Xin also smiled, took the wine jar again, and slowly tasted it. "Where's Feng Xiaozi, why didn't you see him coming over to drink with you?!"
"Run away!" Yushi Zhongcheng Lu Yi curled his lips, showing great disdain for Feng Changqing's conduct. "Even if he didn't run away, he was not qualified to drink this jar of wine. He was defeated from the edge of the Yellow River to Hulao Pass, and then from Hulao Pass
He was defeated all the way to Luoyang. What kind of veteran is he? Damn!"
"He said he would push the rebels back to Hebei within half a month!" Interview judge Jiang Qing was also very dissatisfied with Feng Changqing's defeat. He took a sip of wine and laughed and scolded, "But I don't know when the Yellow River will
We changed our route again and ran to Huainan to enter the sea!"
Of course the Yellow River has not changed its course, but the rebels' footsteps are not limited to Hebei. Lu Yi, the censor, heard Jiang Qing's humorous words and couldn't help but sneer. Li Xin, who was left behind in the east capital, was unwilling to do so at this time, and even said it behind his back.
The colleague disagreed, smiled, and defended Feng Changqing in a low voice, "If he leads the Anxi army, of course he can compete with An Lushan. If it were the wealthy young man we recruited temporarily from Luoyang, he would fight hard.
It’s no use even if you die!”
Lu Yi and Jiang Qing had been organizing manpower to resist the rebels just now, but the Luoyang teenagers, who usually needed a butcher to kill a chicken, had never seen real swords and guns. They dispersed without waiting for contact with the enemy.
Most of them were eaten. The other half only held half the stick of incense, but they also surrendered, fled for their lives, and dispersed like birds and beasts.
Comparing the situation at home, the two of them could not help but scold Feng Changqing. They shook their heads and took turns grabbing the wine jar and drinking heavily. Li Xin, who was left behind in Dongdu, accompanied the two of them to drink a few sips and vaguely heard shouting outside the house.
Killing came closer, smiled, and held down the wine jar, "I guess no more guests will come! Do you think you want to keep a few sips of this wine?"
"No way!" Lu Yi straightened his blood-stained clothes and looked around Li Xin's yard with a smile. This is the entrance to the main hall, and there are several plum trees planted nearby. The weather in December is when the wintersweet is in bud.
At that time, "The auxiliary general Bi Sichen led his troops to rebel. When I came over, Master Yin was standing in front of the government office with all his officials, kneeling to welcome An Lushan. He had the nerve to invite me to join the bandit, but I didn't
That face is with him!"
"I don't have that face!" Jiang Qing added with a smile. "You two adults, sit down for a moment. It's cold. I'll go down and get some dry firewood."
"Do you want to use dry firewood?" Li Hen lowered his head and looked at the sword that had been pressed under the piano. "That's fine, it's clean. I've never done any rough work, so I won't cause trouble for you."
"He was born to be rich, unlike you and me!" Lu Yi joked with a smile, as if he was doing a very ordinary thing, "I'll go with Jiang Qing, just sit and drink. This house is full of people
I’m sure you won’t need many wooden beams and pillars!”
"Then I'll play you a piece of music to cheer you up!" Li Xin smiled, feeling ashamed for his pampering. "It seems like this is all I can do!"
After that, he lowered his head and continued to play the piano intermittently. From the soothing prologue to the cheerful song, from the cheerful song to the sonorous dance. The colorful clothes and feathers were played piece by piece, filling the prosperity of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
There was no killing, no crying. Everything outside seemed to be far away. Suddenly, Li Han seemed to have returned to the Kaiyuan era, a young and promising emperor, a magnanimous prime minister, a fair and honest censor, and a brave and capable general.
At what time the sparks set in the night sky. They slowly gathered into groups and slowly rose into the sky.
Behind the fire, several friends clapped their knees and groaned.
It's still vaguely like a colorful feather coat.
Note 1: Yiluohe, Xiyu, means strong man. He is the most elite cavalry under Anlu Mountain.