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Five hundred and twenty-three the epitome of the times

For these powerful officials and powerful people, there are many wealth, and the Liangzhou soldiers have been coveting them for a day or two.

I used to dare not to maintain order, but now there is no order. The temperature of the fire and the cover of the night have grown their ambitions.

So of course I won't let them go.

They flocked into the great houses of high-ranking families they could see, killing, robbing, and taking all the good things they saw for themselves.

Kill the man, or kill the woman, or catch it, for pleasure.

The property in the home was plundered, all gold and silverware were stolen, and books, pictures and albums were burned to pieces by the ignorant soldiers.

The higher the sect, the more they are targeted, the richer, more powerful, the more they are targeted. They are also organized tacitly by a large group of rioters holding steel knives, and they work together. Everyone gathers together and attacks these mansions by siege.

Break through the gate, break through the defense, kill all the guards, rush into the inner hall, step on the people who were tall in the past, and cut them to death with a crazy smile, venting the crazy desires and hostility in their hearts.

They destroyed everything mercilessly, and all of this would bring them a powerful desire to destroy.

Some high-ranking families were strong and quickly summoned a large number of guards and slaves to fight against them, but this could only attract more chaos. The number of chaos was increasing, and the large families could not resist it, so they died and the clan was destroyed.

Although some officials have high positions, there are not enough servants and servants in the ward, so they cannot fight against each other. They can only escape without a life, then be caught and killed with one knife.

A Hongnong City turned into a sea of ​​fire on this night. Countless people howled, cried, fled, and were killed in the sea of ​​fire.

Officials at all levels cried and reported their names, angrily scolding these big-headed soldiers, but they did not use any use. They lost the maintenance of order. When the order collapsed, the faster they claimed the names, the faster they died.

The riot army was full of violence and used a steel knife to solve everything.

The people who were arrogant in the past were ended with an unimaginable ugly attitude, and their parents, wives, children, and tribesmen were killed or injured.

Hongnong County completely collapsed under the erosion of violent flames.

What happened in Luoyang and Chang'an happened again in Hongnong, and it was more thorough and fierce, because this time there was no commander or restrainer, and it was purely spontaneous.

For three days, the rioters plundered the city, and even outside the city, and the manors and villages in the suburbs were swept away one after another, and then they fled separately.

Basically, they all walked to the west. Except for their hometown in the east, no one dared to walk to the east. They all walked to the west.

Although they are illiterate, they know that Guo Peng is much more terrifying than Ma Teng and Han Sui.

This group of people went all the way to burn, kill and loot, destroying the only thing Duan Wei had painstakingly managed to save the people in Kansai.

Many manors and villages in Hongnong County were completely destroyed. The farmers and tenants either died or became refugees. They either hid or were taken away by the chaotic army. Their fate was miserable.

The last piece of land that can still be produced in Kansai land is turned into scorched earth.

The ordinary residents, central officials, powerful people, and scholars in Hongnong County were almost completely destroyed by rioters, and the Hongnong County was completely burned down, and palaces, towers, residential houses, and various buildings were also burned down.

The once comfortable Hongnong County has followed the footsteps of Luoyang City and turned into ruins.

The people in the ruins were killed and injured, and charred corpses and carbonized corpses could be seen everywhere, but there were not many living people.

The fire was extinguished by heavy rain from the sky three days later. The rain was mixed with charred substances and blood flowed on the ground. It looked weird and miserable no matter how you looked.

It takes many years to build such a city, but it only takes three days to destroy it.

No one can make an accurate statistics on how many people died in this city, because there are too many people who died, too many people missing, and I don’t know how many people were burned into coke and cannot be identified.

The burned charred Hongnong City seems to be a microcosm of this era full of conspiracy, killing and despair.

There is no axiom, no order, no humanity, no feelings, only desire and killing.

In short, there are still living people in Hongnong City. They are crying, howling, walking on the road in a daze, watching everything that is burnt, smelling the burnt smell, and their eyes are empty.

There are men, women, elderly, and young children.

The gloomy sky, dense raindrops, the destroyed Hongnong Castle was crying powerlessly, impenetrablely accusing this gray and cold era.

This is an era of "magnificent" and "heroes emerge in many ways".

Guo Peng was not the first to know about this "unexpected disaster" in Hongnong City. Zhang Ji was the first to know about this disaster.

The soldiers who escaped from Hongnong City all wanted to surrender to Zhang Ji to survive, so they rushed to let Zhang Ji know about this matter earlier than Guo Peng.

Among them are soldiers who saw Liu Xie's body with their own eyes, so Zhang Ji also knew very clearly that Liu Xie was killed by Li Jue and Guo Si.

Duan Wei also died at the hands of Li Jue and Guo Si. Jia Xu led them to destroy Li Jue and Guo Si, but after seeing Liu Xie's body, Jia Xu collapsed.

The soldiers described Jia Xu as if he was completely disappointed and asked them to escape, but Jia Xu himself did not.

Later, they saw a fire in Hongnong Palace, which was very fierce, and Jia Xu was never seen.

Although it was not stated clearly, Zhang Ji understood that the soldiers meant that Jia Xu was completely lost because of the emperor's death and was buried in the fire in the Hongnong Palace.

Zhang Ji was stunned on the spot and didn't say anything for a while. The generals around him looked at Zhang Ji in horror, not knowing what Zhang Ji would react or make a decision.

Li Jue and Guo Si...

"If I had known... I should have killed them..."

Zhang Ji's hands were trembling slightly, and his tone was trembling. He said such words with trembling, and he was completely in a bad mood.

The emperor died, two of the three giants in Liangzhou died, the central court of Hongnong collapsed, the Hongnong County was destroyed by a fire, and countless important people were killed and injured...

The court...is gone...

Zhang Ji was unable to accept such a fact, and Zhang Xiu, who was following Zhang Ji's nephew, naturally couldn't accept it either.

There was a war ahead, the old nest was destroyed, military rations and supplies were all over, and there was no rear.

Can this battle continue?

Originally, there were tens of thousands of troops in the entire Chang'an City, and it was not so easy for the Mahayana Allied Forces to capture Chang'an, but in a flash, Zhang Ji lost his rear, no supplies, and no way out. Chang'an on the front line suddenly became a dead place.

Are you going to die?

Zhang Ji couldn't accept it, but what was even more terrifying was that before he could react, the news leaked. The entire Chang'an army began to be restless and uneasy, and even had a certain degree of chaos. Zhang Xiu had to lead troops instead of his dizzy uncle to suppress the rebellion and forcibly control the situation.

But now that things have come to this point, Zhang Ji cannot continue to be dizzy and not make a decision. This decision must be made no matter what.

So that night, Zhang Ji and Zhang Xiu had a private conversation.

"Duan Wei is dead, Jia Wenhe is dead, and the emperor is gone. Hongnong is burned down and everything is over. We only have tens of thousands of people alone, guarding an empty city, without supplies and food, and will collapse sooner or later. There are strong enemies outside. A Xiu, what should we do?"

Zhang Ji was in a state of confusion and had no choice but to seek advice from his closest nephew.

Zhang Xiu was not much better, but she was better than Zhang Ji, who was older. After thinking about it, she felt that there was only one way.

"Either leave an army to be cut off, we left the city east overnight, rushed through the obstacles of Li Jue and Guo Si, and went to join Guo Zifeng, or surrendered to Ma Teng and Han Sui on the spot, and there was no other way."
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