After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Chapter 810 The whole family is a rebel (94)

In the middle of the year, there was heavy snow, and Xiao Ji entered Chang'an.

……

Coincidentally, the guards at each gate of Chang'an City made the same choice one after another - to open the city gates.

At this point, they were no longer able to think further.

The tide of history is unstoppable, and the situation has reached a point where it cannot be reversed. No amount of resistance can save the city of Chang'an or the emperor. All they can do is try their best to minimize casualties.

The only request they made was that the army would treat the people well after entering the city.

But what happened next completely overturned their cognition.

What is the Northern Army doing?
They were making fire, cooking, distributing dry food, distributing clothes...

What is Xiao Ji doing?
You have already entered Chang'an. Why are you still lingering in the city instead of rushing to capture the imperial palace and capture the emperor alive? Why are you sitting down and talking to those dirty and worried refugees?
Everyone looked at the scene happening before their eyes in disbelief.

They had heard everything about the Northland a long time ago, but everyone was skeptical, thinking that the losses mentioned in the rumors were just a show made by the Northland to win people's hearts. Who would have thought that what they actually did was far more than what the rumors said.

"What's wrong with you guys? Aren't we supposed to gather the wounded? What are you still huddled here for?"

A young man dressed as a soldier but smelling of drugs walked towards them.

The few people who were whispering did not dare to move, and looked at the young man who was called a medic in a daze.

Wounded?

Aren’t the wounded soldiers mentioned by the Northern Medical Soldiers referring to the Northern Army?
Does it include them?
Before they could think about it, the medic had already grabbed the arm of the most seriously injured man among them. After checking it, he frowned and said, "The bone is broken. It's a bit serious. We need to treat it immediately. You follow me to the serious injury area and let my teacher treat it. The rest of you go to the opposite side."

After watching their brother who had lived and ate together for many years being taken away, several people were a little worried and asked, "Could he have been tricked and killed?"

Someone shook his head. "If they want to kill us, shouldn't it be easy? Why would they have to go through so much trouble?"

"Yes, a defeated general has no chance of survival. We, the low-level soldiers, are even less valuable. Do you think we are more important than the one in the palace?"

The general is not even in a hurry to capture the imperial palace, so how could he take them seriously?

But if the general is indifferent, how do we explain everything that is happening now?
Since the depth of winter, the streets of Chang'an have been filled with people who have frozen to death.

When people die, the few thin clothes they have left will be stripped off and worn by others. No one wants to wear clothes worn by a dead person, and no one wants to tear off the last bit of clothing on the poor person after they have frozen to death. But there is no other way. If the dead person's clothes are not stripped off, there will be one more dead person on the street, and there will be more and more dead people.

No one wants to eat humans.

But if you don’t eat it, you will die.

Many people died.

Some have families, some are homeless, some are wandering around, some have lost their families, and even their own parents, wives, children, brothers and sisters...

Soldiers don't want to think about the scenes they see while on patrol.

But right now, the soldiers from the north were holding bowls and feeding the dying people with the hot water they had just boiled. They were breaking up the dry food they had hidden in their arms and feeding it to the starving children. They were also taking off their clothes and covering the naked people.

Not far from them, Xiao Ji was giving orders.

"If there is not enough food and fodder, then we should open the treasury and take out the extra food to help the people."

"Not enough manpower? Aren't those officials in Chang'an human beings? They are paid by the people, so they should work for the people. Tell them, just say I said so. If they don't think about doing something for the people now, they don't have to think about it in the future."

Chen Ye passed by him and heard this. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you mean to let those termites go?"

let go?

Xiao Ji pursed his lips, looked at the corpses on the ground, and said coldly: "Ask these corpses on the ground and these dying people, are they willing to let go of the tyrant and the treacherous ministers?" Chen Ye understood.

He bowed towards Xiao Ji, "Chen Ye first thanks the Lord on behalf of the people!"

He was just confused for a moment. The master was a person who could not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. How could he let go of those parasites who would not make people feel relieved even if they died a thousand times?

He asked no more questions and immediately followed his colleagues in the Shaofu to continue his unfinished business.

Xiao Ji stood tall, looking calmly in the direction of the imperial palace.

……

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, they have all escaped, they have all escaped!"

Before the young palace attendant could finish his words, there was a flash of silver light, and his face was cut in half. He fell to the ground in a hideous and terrifying posture.

Chen Shen held a long sword in his hand. He dipped some of the warm blood on the sword with one hand, then raised his hand in full view of everyone and wiped the blood on his tongue.

Everyone in the hall felt their scalps tingling as they watched.

They all knew that the emperor was a madman, but no one expected that he would become so crazy that he would even dare to drink the blood of the dead.

Suddenly, Chen Shen moved.

Without warning, he chopped off the head of the man closest to him.

There was a sudden scream in the hall.

Chen Shen held a sword in one hand and a bloody head in the other, looking at everyone with a ferocious and cold expression, "They all ran away, why didn't you run away?"

No one dared to answer.

Chen Shen killed two more people.

After a long time, a cold voice sounded beside Chen Shen.

"After Chang'an was captured, the imperial palace was surrounded by the rebels. Those who betrayed your majesty would not have a good end even if they escaped."

Chen Shen turned around and looked at the person with an unclear expression, "Wang Wu, you didn't run away?"

Wang Wu, who was thin and slender, bowed his head and said respectfully: "I am your Majesty's man. Wherever your Majesty is, I will be there."

Chen Shen smiled with an ambiguous tone, "Oh, you are my man, then where have you been? Since the news of the fall of Chang'an City came, I have not seen you."

He looked at Wang Wu's face with a look as sharp as a knife, and the sword in his hand fell on Wang Wu's neck. As long as Wang Wu's answer did not satisfy him, he would swing the sword and kill him without hesitation.

Wang Wu, however, remained calm, as if it was not him who was about to have his head chopped off.

He stood up and stretched his hand into his arms. When the emperor's sword cut the flesh on his neck, he held in front of Chen Shen a treasure that no one in the world who pursued power could refuse. "

"Pass the country's jade seal!"

Someone in the hall exclaimed.

Chen Shen was startled, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. He looked at the imperial seal in a trance.

Before he could take the seal, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.

A blood-red rain curtain bloomed before his eyes.

That cold and calm voice sounded again.

"Goodbye, Your Majesty."