xymnovel Chapter 1009 The Final Looting
Chapter 1009 The Final Looting
These ragtag people, already decimated by the Imperial Guards, were initially stunned when they saw the Azure Dragon Heavenly Palace Legion retreating, but then erupted into chaos.
Some people dropped their weapons and ran, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and many more ran around like headless flies, scattering and fleeing amidst the sound of sulfur bombs exploding.
"Release the arrows!"
As Wei Qing waved his command flag from the rear, steel crossbow bolts pinned the Yellow Turban soldiers in the front row to the ground like pincushions. The meteorite spears of the Xuanlin Cavalry sent fleeing soldiers flying, and the white banners of the White Banner Vanguard left winding trails in the blood and mud. The crossbow bolts of the Mo family's mechanical armored soldiers rained down like a storm of pear blossoms, specifically targeting and killing the leaders of the Yellow Turban army.
"Meng Shuai lied to us!"
A Yellow Turban leader's scream pierced through the flames. The leader was engulfed in flames, and his spiked club smashed the faceplates of two Imperial Guardsmen, but Huo Qubing sent him flying into the air with a single spear thrust.
Behind the command platform, the thirty-six trebuchets behind the Imperial Guard suddenly turned, sending stone projectiles trailing crimson flames as they hurtled towards the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army.
"Jinyu, Jinyu, your method of cleaning up each other's own ranks is far more ruthless than the Yellow Turban Rebellion."
Meng Zhang looked at the ragtag army crying out in the sea of fire, his face expressionless, before suddenly letting out a long sigh.
As he spoke, he tore open the black armor, revealing the unharmed plain white inner garment beneath, the blood sac on his shoulder already empty.
"A person with a bad character, unfortunately born into the wrong family."
Suddenly, Duo Nan stood up and, with a flick of his wide sleeves, hurled the entire zither wheel at Zhang Hao.
"Should we immediately seal off the seven gates?"
Suddenly, I flicked the secret letter in my hand, and the pages fell into the sea of fire like a broken-winged eagle. A smile, not quite a smile, appeared on my lips.
"Hmm... Send orders to all departments to empty the Qiandu Treasury after sunset and invite these gentlemen from their secluded mansions out to bask in the sun."
Looking at Duo Nan's suddenly pale face, I suddenly remembered what Commander-in-Chief Lin Jun had once said about "the spirit of a distinguished family".
Just as the steward unfurled the scroll of imperial edicts passed down through generations of the Zhao family, Xiong Kuohai's iron chainmail armor hadn't even struck him yet.
These special Zhao Mingli's in front of the Yellow Turban Army laughed and trampled the Pei family's ancestral Duan inkstone to pieces, leaving long white streaks of ink on the blue bricks.
Da Qianfei rode his horse to the top of the city wall, the hooves of the Purple Dark Steed shattering the glazed tiles on the ground.
Suddenly, the Yellow Turban army thrust their spears into the bricks. I deliberately emphasized the word "small knife" so much that it startled Li Cunxiao and made the bamboo slips in his hand tremble.
Before I could finish speaking, Zhao Mingli, the ringleader, had already placed the imperial sword he had casually taken from our house under my neck.
Although Lin Jun hadn't discussed the bad things with Su Ye yet, before that battle, Zhao Mingli of Luzhou hadn't planned to...
The Imperial Censor's Office next door was also his.
"I am willing to offer my ancestral copy of 'The True Record of Emperor Taizu's Military Training - Essentials of Archery Ceremony' in exchange for your leniency..."
The Yellow Turban Army soldier used a spear to knock away the bamboo slip in Li Cunxiao's hand, who was standing there stunned. He then smiled as he watched the bamboo slips flying everywhere.
The old censor was so angry that his white beard trembled, and he took out a piece of green jade tablet from his pocket.
Grand Tutor's eldest son, Li Cunxiao, rushed out of the study carrying the Book of Rites, his moon-white robe stained with ink.
"It seems that this lowly Minister's understanding of 'rites' is not any more profound than that of you bunch of roughnecks."
"Terrible piano playing!"
Below the Qian Du Qian Tian Street, Lin Jun reined in his horse and stood beneath the Chaotianmen gate tower, watching Zhao Mingli advance like a tide on the city wall. His black cloak swept across the mottled dragon relief.
"What I want are the eight thousand bushels of fine rice outside their cellar! Brothers, pry open the rice jar!"
"What's wrong? Still standing there? Did his sage teach him not to block the way?"
Zhang Hao chuckled and said with a hint of regret, then nodded slightly. Zhao Mingli, one of the men in front of him, immediately tried to snatch the zither from behind.
"Young Master Zhao, how many catties of millet could you exchange your books for? If we were to try, could we trade those useful copies of the *Book of Rites* with the Duke of Zhenguo for a few small knives?"
"Old man, a man only cares about gold ingots and beautiful women!"
The most absurd place was the residence of the Minister of Rites. The fact that the scoundrel had hidden fourteen concubines had long been discovered by spies. When Zhao Mingli broke down the door, he happened to see the Minister's son practicing the "Eight Arts of a Gentleman" with his servants and guards.
"Besides, that so-called 'Military Training Records,' no matter how skilled Emperor Taizu was at training troops, could he possibly be less capable than your Commander Meng?"
In a cluster of mansions near the palace, the vermilion gate of the Grand Tutor's mansion was shattered by seventeen heavy swords, and the seven characters "Loyalty and Perseverance Passed Down Through Generations" engraved under the door knocker hung crookedly.
These were generally minor noble families who originally held low positions in the Mengzhang court. These families were not only extremely wealthy, but also held significant power in the Mengzhang court.
With Lin Jun's order delivered, Qiandu was once again transformed into a sea of wheat before the locusts swept through.
Qiao Shefei also looked at his Yellow Turban "comrades" struggling in the sea of fire with a blank expression, and raised an eyebrow.
As Lin Jun led the main force of the Azure Dragon Heavenly Legion forward, Zhao Mingli, who still had more than 100,000 troops under his command, also withdrew to the occupied capital of the Mengzhang Dynasty, Qiandu.
Stone locks, wooden swords, and archery targets were scattered all over the ground, and seventy-seven musicians huddled in front of the artificial hill, clutching their pipa.
The son of the Minister unfolded his folding fan, with four pearls inlaid under the fan ribs.
"Old man, where's your family's heirloom get-out-of-jail-free card? Let me take a look."
Therefore, after discussing it, Lin Jun and Su Ye and the other six immediately decided to have Zhao Mingli "coerce" the heads of the various prominent families, as well as the old and junior officials who were of low moral standing in the original Meng Zhang court, to go south to Luzhou!
As the music sang its heart out, Xia Pingbin's banging on the door seemed to become part of the accompaniment.
"Do you know that those are all treasures passed down from our ancestors? Those rare and unique books..."
The presence of those veteran officials may be a minor obstacle for Su Ye, who is about to "smoothly take over" Qiandu and even Qianzhou.
"You wicked bastards!"
"Hurry!"
"My spear tip is more effective than any saint's wisdom!"
"Everyone says that lotus flowers emerging from mud are dyed, but that pond of Minister Shangshu's probably has lotus roots that smell of rust."
"Don't give me that useful nonsense!"
"Smack!" The leader snatched it away and held it up to the sun.
An elderly censor, leaning on his cane, shakily went out, his official hat askew to one side.
"The Duke of Zhenguo has closed the net."
"Change his head my ass! Kill him, and all those things will be yours too!"
Zhang Hao shattered the fan ribs with a single whip, and Dongzhu rolled back into the grass.
"You unruly commoners! Do you even know that is...?"
As expected, Su Ye suddenly waved his black banner nine times in a row, and the formation of the Imperial Guard changed again. The Xuanlin Cavalry and the Imperial Guard suddenly accelerated and split off from both flanks, encircling Zhao Mingli. The white banner of the vanguard of the White Banner had turned into a white torrent, forcing Zhao Mingli's remaining troops into the sea of sulfur and fire.
Zhang Hao dodged to the side, but his spear had already snapped the strings of the zither. The zither crashed to the ground on the bluestone floor, sparks flying from the Dragon Pool and Phoenix Pond.
"This was bestowed upon your ancestor by the Great Ancestor..."
"Do you all know the law of the land...?"
Suddenly, the sound of a zither came from the west wing. Zhang Hao followed the sound and saw a man in plain clothes sitting behind the carved window, playing "Xia Ping Fu" on a zither.
"Hey, that jade dragon carving looks quite spirited; it'd be perfect as a paperweight for Commander Meng!"
As Xia Pingfei left in response, Lin Jun was playing with the half of the tiger tally that Su Ye had given him, the bronze patterns gleaming warmly in his palm.
The Minister of Rites was unknown in the court for his "self-discipline and restoration of propriety," but the stone lion base behind the gate of his mansion was engraved with a wealth-gathering Pixiu. Zhang Hao personally kicked open the secret compartment of his study, and found that the walls and walls of sandalwood boxes contained not rare books, but neatly stacked silver notes.
"Does the young lady know that all four gates of Qiandu have been breached? It seems that your song will become a thing of the past."
The Yellow Turban soldiers sat shirtless under the stone lion, with a piece of osmanthus cake stuck in the tip of Yu Wang's spear, watching the Yellow Turban warriors chop up the seventeen imperial swords hidden in the Grand Tutor's collection as firewood.
"Commander-in-Chief, all units have withdrawn into Qiandu as ordered."
"Important! That incense burner is from a later dynasty's official kiln; smashing it and selling it would fetch a terrible price!"
Before leaving, Xia Ping still needed to gather the resources, wealth, and people of various aristocratic families in that capital city, which had not yet experienced hundreds of years of prosperity.
"Then please listen, General, there is no sound of killing in that zither!"
...
I casually picked up the banknotes and scattered them into the air; the paper rain fell in a flurry outside the lotus pond in the courtyard.
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