"Broken! Broken! Broken!" Noisy cheers came, and the purple gate of Shule City collapsed.
At this time, only three hours had passed since Zhang Zhao destroyed the Shule City Wall, and the Shule Palace, which seemed to be far stronger than Shule City, was captured.
This was all thanks to the believers of the Three Religions, who were really ruthless. Zhang Zhao saw that they often came up together with their whole families, holding up a tattered shield and armor that had been torn off from somewhere, men, women, old and young, howling for their lives.
rushed inside.
Just when they diverted the attention of a large number of defenders, Fan Monk Ruo Rexiti and a group of Buddhists removed two small trebuchets from under the city wall and directly smashed several large holes in the palace gate.
These weapons, originally used by Ittihad to deal with the Khotanese army's siege, fell into the hands of Zhang Zhao before they could be destroyed!
"Come in! Take revenge!" Jorge Xiti, who was wearing a sleeveless chainmail suit outside his trousers, roared and was the first to rush in.
It was really fierce. A group of majestic bald heads behind him also had swords and spears in their hands. They rushed over and used their swords and spears. After a while, they chopped down several Karakhan guards at the city gate. It didn't look like that.
He was an eminent Buddhist monk, but he looked like a skinhead who was robbing homes and homes.
"Mr. Zhong, go and call Ma Yaozi back. Let's go into the city. Shiro Shiro, you follow me. You need to come and appraise those particularly valuable porcelains, calligraphy and paintings."
Zhang Zhao quickly made arrangements. Even if these believers of the three religions entered, they would not dare to go to the inner palace. At most, they would loot the outer palace. The wealth and treasury in the inner palace belonged to Zhang Zhao.
However, those porcelain, calligraphy and painting works, the later generations like him and the rough ones like Ma Yaozi will definitely not understand. This has to be appraised by the third generation of nobles like Cao Yanming.
The number of Fengtian troops has finally increased. The old and weak miners in Fenjindu and the gangsters in Shenjidu have not yet been eliminated, so now Zhang Zhao is followed by thousands of people, enough to evacuate the entire palace for him.
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In the palace, frightened screams were heard everywhere, and senior palace officials wearing bright silk brocade clothes were running around screaming.
Once the few surviving palace guards are found, they will be rushed up by the raging crowd and cut into pieces. Then all the valuable things on him will be divided up by the believers of the three religions who have been living in poverty in the west of the city for more than ten years. Zhang Zhao and even
Watching two men fighting over something like a pair of socks.
"If you enter your mother's house, this palace is reserved for the Great Sage and the Emperor. If you dare to light a fire, I will light it for you first!"
Ma Yaozi whipped a Manichaean believer, who trembled all over. He found a few people hiding in a secret room and was so stupid that he prepared to set fire to them.
"Take this, you go in and drive the people out!" He threw a round shield casually, and Ma Yaozi escorted the Manichean and let him rush in first.
After a while, a woman's scream came from inside, and it turned out that there were four or five gorgeous palace ladies hiding inside.
When the Manichae came out, his face was glowing red with excitement, and his hands still sticky with blood were groping around on the body of a gorgeous palace maid. The palace maid did not dare to resist, but the screams shook Ma Yaozi's eardrums.
It will be shattered.
"Go, go, go! These palace people are going to reward warriors. Are you worthy of it? You still touch it! Enter your mother's body!"
Ma Yaozi impatiently said four times in succession, then he reached out and took out what looked like a gold necklace from the chest of a palace man, and threw it directly to the Manichean to tell him to get away.
The Manichae nodded in joy and ran away. He still wanted to search elsewhere!
The rule set by Zhang Zhao is that anything they can move away is theirs, except for gold nuggets, goldware, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings. Just the string of necklaces just now is enough to feed and clothe this Manichean for several years.
"Come here and kneel down! You! It's you, put this on your head!"
Strange to say, if it had been in the past, Ma Yaozi would have pounced on him long ago, and there is no chance that he would annihilate first and then kill him.
But now, he held his head high and pointed his nostrils at these women, enjoying the grateful and adoring eyes of these women.
I, Ma Yaozi, have also been sublimated. From the previous barbaric rough who only knew how to kill with a knife, I have become a person who understands some principles and has compassion. Except for the fact that my body is still barbaric, everything else has become a true civilized person.
A noble man.
What was thrown to these palace ladies was the badge of authority of his Fengtian Army. With this, it meant that these women were the spoils of the Fengtian Army and no one dared to touch them.
Although the fate of these women in the end was to be rewarded to meritorious men, it was still much better than being thrown to the ground randomly and then hacked to death with a knife.
"Thank you, General, for your life-saving grace! Thank you, General, for your life-saving grace!" When Ma Yaozi turned around and left, the palace people kneeling on the ground were still kowtowing in thanks. Against the background, Ma Yaozi's retreating back looked particularly tall.
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"Buddha!" When the treasure house of the royal city was slowly opened, Qiongre Duojin fell to his knees, and Dundup even took a few steps forward before he stopped dead in his tracks.
Under the orange light of the torch, this treasure house, which is at least the size of a football field in later generations, is filled with various treasures.
Swords and armor produced in Persia and the Transoxiana region, as well as countless Abbasid (Black-coated Dashi) dynasty gold coins and Persian Sassanid gold coins that also reflected the dark golden light, were filled in wooden boxes one after another, and many of them were even
They were piled directly on the area covered with blankets.
In addition to these gold coins, there were also boxes of the finest gemstones of various colors, the finest Hetian jade, the finest porcelain that was more precious than gold, and various gold utensils that filled half the room.
Silver coins? Humph! Even silver coins are not qualified to appear here.
"Fourteen, how much do you think the treasure here is worth?" Zhang Zhao took a breath quietly, and then asked Cao Yanming, who was also in a daze beside him.
"Cousin, we got rich this time, here...!" Cao Shishi said and swallowed hard.
"There are at least 700,000 to 800,000 guan of treasure here. If we return it to the rebel army, it will be more than 200,000 guan a year. We also need to act as merchants ourselves to resell and buy it.
In one fell swoop, we have obtained almost four years’ income of the Rebel Army. If we really want to make a fortune, we still have to do business without capital!”
This huge wealth overwhelmed even the third generation of nobles like Cao Yanming, and for the first time he felt the benefits that war can bring to the victor.
It was actually the first time for Zhang Zhao to see so much wealth with his own eyes, but he had seen more in movies and TV shows in later years, so his resistance was stronger.
This time I really made a fortune. You must know that even in the Tang Dynasty, the annual income of the entire Tang Dynasty before Anshi was only more than 30 million yuan.
After the Anshi period, the total amount of money in the Dali years of Emperor Dezong of the Tang Dynasty was only 12 to 3 million yuan.
This is the Tang Dynasty! A super empire that has tens of millions of households and has shone brightly throughout the entire history of mankind.
Zhang Zhao just grabbed such a handful, and his income was close to 1% of the annual income in the mid-late Tang Dynasty, which is quite astonishing!
And this is one of the treasury, maybe it is not the largest one. Judging from the treasury of Saktu Bragg Khan, the Kara Khanate is worthy of being the leader of the three great kingdoms of Anxi!
"Let all the sons of Han Shandu and Liu Zaisheng's palace guards come in and grab one handful each, and then give me this treasure house to guard closely."
Zhang Zhao thought about it for a while, and most of it had to be given to Li Shengtian. He estimated that he could only keep about three levels, so he might as well send a wave of favors first.
"Thank you, Mr. Erlang!" The bear grinned widely. He took the first step and grabbed a handful of it without any politeness.
"You're such a bitch! You're so rude! Get me some gold coins!"
Zhang Zhao slapped the bear on the head. The bear had just grabbed a jewelry necklace. If he grabbed a handful, he would have to grab as many as he could and take them away!
"Wait a minute!" After beating the bear, Zhang Zhao patted the sullen guy again, his face so gloomy that he could cry.
"You go ahead and catch twenty of them by yourself. I'm afraid... some of our brothers won't be able to catch them by themselves."
