In the isolated city, the sun sets, the military formations are like the sea, the sound of killing fills the field, and the atmosphere is like fire.
"put"
The blood-red flag was fluttering, and in conjunction with the sorcerer's message, thousands of black dots rose into the sky in the military formation outside the city.
"The magician protects against lightning, and the sword and shield soldiers withdraw from the city—"
There was chaos on the east city wall. From the perspective of the defenders, they first realized that the enemy's black spots were moving very slowly, as if they could stop them with their hands. They slowly climbed over the top, then suddenly accelerated and turned into a string of black shadows, elongating in the air.
The whistling sound of the air flow was blocked by the city defenders. Dozens of hundreds of magic networks came forward to meet them, exploding in the air, and more breakthrough blocks hit the city wall.
"boom"
The gleam of the array flashed, then disappeared in the desperate gazes of the defenders. The blazing white light remained in the retinas, and the rolling thunder passed through under the feet, causing the array behind the city wall to stagger.
"boom"
The entire city wall was crumbling, and four areas where the fire was concentrated had completely collapsed. The gap was not big, but it broke down the defenders' inner defenses. The smoke billowing into the air, the sergeant burst into tears, and his weapon fell to the ground. The captain's performance was not much better.
go.
Chang'an was a fortified city that had been in operation for four hundred years. For three days, the city's defense and defense were at a stalemate. Both sides suffered damage, so the commander-in-chief Guan Yu waited.
"Let's wait for the heavy firepower to come up."
The generals nodded. They were all chosen at the last moment. They understood the political needs, but they did not like to use this kind of civil war to show off their merits. They would rather save some energy... Of course, this is also the calmness when victory is in hand.
As of yesterday, Hong Zhou arrived at the battlefield with the Huolei Battalion, which was behind schedule, and used local materials to make catapults. The precision core parts were all finished products. Some wood work was quickly completed with the help of the entire army, and more than 300 catapults were launched.
The vehicle matrix only fired more than twenty rounds, and it broke through the city defense in half a day.
"Concentrate the fire on the collapsed area and cast three more rounds." Hong Zhou watched and said. He was only responsible for assisting in reducing the casualties of his own army. He had no concept of protecting ancient cultural relics.
After three more rounds, four small sections of the city wall were directly destroyed, revealing that the Chang'an reserve troops behind them had basically dispersed in one fell swoop, and the organization collapsed.
Under the commander's banner, Guan Yu narrowed his red phoenix eyes and slowly raised his hand. The spring breeze blew between his fingers. The battlefield seemed to be silent for a moment, and countless people watched.
"Yi De moves to the left, Han ascends to the center, Confucianism moves to the right, and each chooses a place to advance."
"Yes, Marshal"
Following this order, dozens of cowhide war drums beat, conveying the general attack order. At the same time, through the battlefield information network, individual orders for each detachment were issued. Two sharp peaks were seen protruding from the Taoist army formation. Between Zhang Fei, Huang Zhong and Zhang
Gao led his men and rushed towards several gaps.
The enemy still fired some shapeless arrows, and the fake version of the fire thunder fell and exploded in the crowd, which was a little interesting for a while.
However, under the control of Daofa communication, the attack was carried out in steps, with a reasonable density, and the losses were not large. When several torrents rushed into the city and advanced deeply, the white military energy gathered on Chang'an City exploded with one blast.
Revealing a lone dragon spirit.
This dragon's aura is pale yellow, hanging alone, and looks very pitiful.
"There is no suspense anymore." Guan Yu patted his mount, and the red rabbit horse walked up slowly, with the handsome flag waving behind it three times.
"The whole army enters the city——"
"First of all, the palace and treasuries are prohibited from disturbing the people, and looters in the streets will be killed——"
The defeated soldiers and street gangsters who had some winks ran or hid, but there were always those who were not afraid of death and broke into houses, robbed, committed adultery, or even ran through the streets with stolen gold and silver. They were all surrounded by cavalry and charged to death.
"Report——Liu Yan's first unit protrudes to the west of the city and plunges into the sloping valley to the south."
"Don't pay attention to this fake king of Shu. Xu Huang will take care of it... You block the palace and don't let the fake emperor get lost. The former Han ancestral temple must also be protected."
Zhang Fei was invincible with a snake spear and was the first to rush to the palace wall. After a brief fierce battle, this natural loudspeaker was used to communicate with the city wall.
"Han people will not fight Han people"
"Your Majesty, Ron, surrenders without killing."
The thunderous shouts could be heard in half the city, making Guan Yu clutch his forehead.
People at that time valued righteousness and kept their promises, and the civil war was indeed not a glorious thing, or maybe Emperor Wu's sign was useful, but more importantly, it was already desperate at this point, so the palace gate was opened inside.
A group of palace maids and eunuchs came out, surrounding a white carriage driven by a white horse. On it sat a timid-looking young man, dressed in white funeral clothes, tied to his upper body with thick hemp ropes, and carrying the emperor's six imperial seals and military talismans.
Although these six seals and military symbols are all newly engraved, they still have some political value.
The young man's face was pale, without any trace of blood. When he arrived at the front, he stayed for a long time before taking a breath. He kowtowed to the military formation tremblingly, and said with trembling lips in sobs: "Those who rebel against the way have been looking forward to Master Wang day and night. Please surrender."
Emperor Wu."
As soon as he said this, he burst into tears and sobbed several times.
Although Guan Yu was a martial artist, he couldn't help but feel horrified when he saw this. He looked at the false emperor with pity, held up his flag, and accepted this gift on behalf of the new dynasty.
After the ceremony, a ceremony officer came forward to take the six seals and military talisman and seal them.
Although these six seals were fake seals from the Chang'an village, they also had a self-made dragon energy. They peeled off in an instant. At the same time, as the ancestral temple was under control, traces of golden residual energy emerged from the Chang'an ground veins.
"Boom" thunder exploded in the clear sky, lightning flashed, and colorful lights rushed towards the east.
At this time, the ceremony officer, surrounded by guards, walked vigorously to the center, stood reservedly, stroked his beard with his hand, and said loudly: "There is an imperial edict, please kneel down to accept it."
"Long live, long live, long live" At this time, the young man was no longer even a false emperor. He had to bend down and shout, waiting for the judgment of fate.
"... Qing, my clan had no emperor at that time, and Dong Ni supported me. Although it is not in line with the destiny, it is also forgivable." The long and steady words of the ceremony officer echoed nearby: "I enfeoff you to the Marquis of Shun, and I admire this."
"Long live" the young man's heart suddenly dropped. He saw only traces of yellow air falling, and all the original imperial energy was cut off. His fate was changed in an instant, and suddenly it was empty.
After the official announced the order, he glanced at everyone, held up his hands, and smiled: "Original Lord, get up, and you will move to Luoyang with the army... We still have to seal it."
Hou Shun Ming said no more and retreated.
The ceremony officer ordered the soldiers brought over to enter the house solemnly and seal them up. The magicians from the Taixue Taoist Academy who were accompanying the army below, who were disciples of the emperor, all touched their palms and sighed when they saw this: "I saw it right just now, it's the dragon's energy."
"There are no two days in the sky, and now they are one... His Majesty must be happy, ha, the reward will definitely be indispensable."
"It looks like there will be another fight. Do we have to march westward?"
"On the side of the Liangzhou Qiang people, Sun Ce and Taishi Ci are fighting. I heard that they recently had a fierce battle with a Jin Ma Chao. Our main force must turn south to attack Hanzhong and Shu..."
Luoyang
Luoyang has been restored over the past few years, and there are no traces of the war at all. Many resorts lie across it, with high-walled red-tiled residences and beautiful gardens with bamboo trees, making people forget to leave.
In the neighborhood, there are mats and huts scattered here and there, and they are noisy. Visitors are like ants, and the shop assistants are constantly shouting, creating a bustling flow of people.
"The nickname is the nickname - on June 7, General Guan captured Chang'an, captured the puppet emperor's ceremonial guard, and restored the former Han ancestral temple..."
"Today's special news is that on June 10th, General Xu ambushed Liu Yan, the puppet king of Shu, and Liu Yan's remnant army fled Hanzhong... On the 19th, General Guan led the main force south to Hanzhong and attacked Nanzheng."
"The great news is that on June 23rd, Nanzheng was captured and Hanzhong was secured."
"Come on, let's see...how much does one portion cost?" This person who was interested and literate stopped a newsboy.
The newsboy smiled and stretched out his hand: "Chenghui, it's worth a penny."
In recent days, the Han army has been cutting down melons and vegetables to restore the mountains and rivers. This situation is repeated every day.
The joy of the empire's rising period undoubtedly contributed to the prosperity of the newspaper industry in Luoyang City. The paper workshops were mainly labor-intensive, and they could not keep up with the supply even though they worked overtime. For a time, the paper in Luoyang felt expensive.
The weather is getting hot now, and cicadas are chirping irritably all over the city. Fortunately, the curfew is no longer in fashion in Luoyang City, the night market is prosperous, and there are shady trees on the roadside newly planted and maintained by magicians, so there is a place to enjoy the cool air in the city.
A wine shop at the south corner of the city was lit up with bright red lights at night, the smell of wine was fragrant, and the sound was loud. It was packed with guests, so crowded that even the waiters in the hallway had to walk sideways.
Recently, merchants have had great price reductions and festive promotions. People have been busy and tired during the day. In the evening, they not only have entertainment, but they can also take their families out to visit the night market, buy some snacks, and spread the word. There are all kinds of discussions.
Due to the bumper grain harvest, drinks were freely available in the wine shops, which intensified the festive mood of the people. Moreover, the recently emerging storytelling industry also attracted a large number of illiterate people.
The rise of the legend today attracts the most audiences, and some classic passages such as "The Peach Garden of Friendship" and "The Three Heroes Fight Lu Bu" are favorites in restaurants and teahouses everywhere.
It is said that a censor reported that this matter was inappropriate, and the emperor casually dismissed it: "This folk music should not be disposed of."
Although the empire is not without war every day, it is inevitable that people feel that the world is uncertain. However, the customs of the Eastern Han Dynasty emphasize both civil and military affairs, and there is no fear of war. Super-era communication technology has brought the interests of the empire and the interests of the people closer. Recently, the number of product types has increased in the market.
Many people think this is due to pioneering work - in fact it is an illusion. Although Hanzhong has abundant grain storage, very little can be transported to Luoyang, and the cost is too high to be worth it.
The railway track network for horse-drawn carriages has not yet been laid out, and it is not enough to handle large-scale logistics transportation. The market prosperity in Luoyang is only due to the recent dredging of the chasm and the restoration of the connection with the Jianghuai water system. Food and materials are continuously supplied to Luoyang on the waterway, and the Huoling steam engine is used to supply Luoyang.
Due to the substantial improvement in workshop production efficiency.
However, the people did not care about this difference. They only perceived it based on their feelings, and concluded that the empire was getting better and better.
"I heard from the newspaper that the more places the Tianjia controls, the more population will be needed to fill them in the future. After the Guanlong old land was conquered, the court ordered the expulsion of the Qiang tribe, either disbanding the tribe and naturalizing it, or moving the entire tribe to Longxi, which is worse in the dry zone.
."
"Oh, this has long been the case, but the freed land..."
When everyone looked at each other, their eyes flashed hotly. They have been close to the land for a long time and have deeply rooted in the ethnic group. Even in the city, people will look for corners to plant some leeks, onions, ginger, and white rice—that is, cabbage. What’s more, there are large areas of free space.
land
It is the homeland of Zongzhou and the Three Qin Dynasties. It is a place of abundance and fertility. It is not a bad frontier land. It has only become desolate in recent decades when the weather has turned cold and drought, and the vegetation in Guanzhong has been destroyed, causing the loss of dragon energy (water and soil).
, this is what the imperial court said, and everyone believes it.
And now that God has brought a new dynasty and everything is going smoothly, isn't this an opportunity?
"The imperial court has said that immigrants are welcome to vacate the land. The government is building water conservancy projects, abandoning irrigation systems, and planting vegetation. These are all labor. There are even benefits from the ten-year lease of government land... I can eat enough for one person, and the whole family will not be hungry. I think
Go and try to open up wasteland."
"I really envy you...I have a family and a young child, so I don't dare to take such risks."