Just when these people were digging vigorously, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded, which startled everyone. They looked back following the sound and saw the fire in Gaochang City rising into the sky. Because of the distance, they did not see it.
The tragic scene at the city gate was that the city gate, which was a foot thick, was blown to pieces, and broken limbs were everywhere.
Ju He was responsible for supervising the work here. Seeing this miserable situation, he felt bad. He was about to lead people to return for help, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. He gritted his teeth and said: "Throw away everything, go, go to
Go in the direction of Tuyuhun!”
"Prime Minister, are we leaving like this?"
"Aren't you going to wait to die? There is already a fire in the city, which means that the Tang army has already invaded the city. Ju Zhisheng is a waste. How can you expect him to defend the city? Those who want to live, come with me. Those who don't want to follow me, it's up to you!" After that, Ju
He said nothing more, got on his horse and ran eastward.
The people who were digging the hole looked at each other, some subconsciously followed, and some ran back desperately. For a while, they made a fuss and a commotion broke out.
But outside Gaochang City, after the explosion sounded, the Tang army hidden in the night lit torches, and the shouters rushed towards Gaochang City. The city gate was bombed, and there was no way to defend it. The arrows on the city wall only fired one round.
Then they were taken to the top of the city and fought in close quarters. How could the Gaochang people be the opponents of the Tang people? Those who surrendered fell to the ground, and those who resisted were covered in blood and heads flying. After a while, there were shouts of killing, and the screams gradually died down.
, this was also what Li Mu expected. After all, even a group of horse bandits could cause chaos in the city. Facing the elite Tang army, how long could it resist after the city was broken?
At dawn, the enemy had basically been eliminated. Li Mu found a restaurant on the street and asked the cook to make him a bowl of wontons in a 'friendly' manner. Gaochang's food style is no different from that of the Tang Dynasty, so there are also wontons.
Li Chongyi was like an iron tower, waiting beside him. There were more than a dozen imperial guards around him, forming a human wall. Outside the human wall, there were many people with fearful eyes. They didn't know what their fate would be.
Why, this feeling made Li Mu very uncomfortable.
He hates war, but many times, war has to be fought. This is the contradiction.
Just as he was about to take a bite of wontons, someone came to report. Li Chongyi listened to the visitor and came to Li Mu and said: "Brother, Wusman injured his leg in the explosion and has been bandaged. Do you want to see him?"
Li Mu nodded slightly, and someone carried Usman over. Li Mu lowered his head and saw that Usman's left foot was wrapped in a thick white cloth. He could not see the condition inside, but judging from the blood leaking from the outside, this
I'm afraid I can't save my foot.
Li Mu did not say any words of comfort, but instead waved his hand and asked the shopkeeper to bring him another bowl and a pair of chopsticks. Li Mu placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Usman, and then gave him half of the wontons in his bowl.
"Master Hou, how dare this villain-"
"In the future, if you want to continue to join the army, I will guarantee you a chance to become a captain. If you don't want to fight and kill, just stay with me. I will make arrangements for you and guarantee you a lifetime of prosperity and wealth."
Wushu's eyes were red and he said: "Master Hou, I can't fight anymore if I look like this. I just want to stay with you and do what I can for you. It's inappropriate."
An idle person will be content in this life."
"Okay, make your own arrangements." Li Mu looked at him and said, "Eat. After you finish eating, go back to the camp and have a good rest. You don't have to worry about the rest."
"My brothers—"
"Just like the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, rewards were given based on merit. Those who deserved land were given land, and those who deserved money were given money."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis!" Wusman struggled to get up, but Li Mu held him down, watched him finish half a bowl of wontons, and asked someone to send him back to the camp.
Li Mu still had half a bowl of wontons left, but he couldn't eat any more. He picked up the bowl and handed it to Li Chongyi. Li Chongyi opened his mouth and drank it in without even chewing. This little bit of food was not enough.
His teeth are full of teeth.
"Let's go and see my old friend. Doesn't he want to see me? Let's meet him!"
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When the explosion sounded last night, Ju Zhisheng knew that the end of Gaochang had come.
He was not surprised by this result. He never thought that he was Li Mu's opponent, but he did not expect that he would lose so easily, so...not worth mentioning.
He originally thought that he and Li Mu would have a back-and-forth fight in front of the two armies, which was worthy of being a hero. But now, as the history books said, he was slapped by someone.
Defeated in time.
Ju Zhisheng couldn't help but wonder, could a person like him have a sentence in the history books? Or maybe a few words? Or would he simply be ignored?
The people in the palace were fighting for the treasures and running away. No one paid much attention to him, who had just been the king for a day. Ju Zhisheng didn't care. He found a jar of wine, opened the seal, drank it, and sat on the throne of his dreams.
Go up and wait quietly for the arrival of Tang Jun.
He thought that Li Mu would not come to see him, a prisoner of his rank, again, but he guessed wrong again. Not only did Li Mu come, he also brought wine and food to go with the wine, and he came alone.
When Ju Zhisheng saw Li Mu coming alone, he put down the wine jar and drew his sword. He wanted to fight Li Mu, but as soon as he drew the sword, he staggered. He was already drunk.
Ju Zhisheng threw the sword to the ground dejectedly, sat on the steps of the throne, and looked at Li Mu below: "Everything is your plan, right?"
Li Mu sat on the floor, threw a bag of snacks to Ju Zhisheng, opened the wine jar and asked casually: "What are you referring to?"
"It was your plan from the beginning, right?"
"If you want to think so, I will be happy to be an expert." Li Mu smiled and said: "Actually, I don't have so many calculations. I really came here just to pick up my wife and bring up my new daughter.
Bring the seeds over and let the refugees in Dingxiang reclaim the wasteland and cultivate it. The people have to live, don’t you think?"
"You lied!" Ju Zhisheng glared angrily. He could not accept this fact. If this was really the case, everything he did would be an overreaction and seemed so ridiculous. He stared at Li Mu closely and said:
"Aren't you setting up Zhangjiaji just to deal with us in Gaochang?"
Li Mu took a sip of wine, spread his hands, and said: "I don't know what's wrong with me. When I tell the truth, some people never think that I am a liar... Can't there be even a little trust between people? Zhang
Jiaji, you also know it is called a market, it is just a market. Gaochang covers an area of 800 miles from east to west and 500 miles from north to south. It is also called a country. How can you compare it with a market?" Li Mu laughed and said: "That's really it.