Chapter 1121 1121: Fire Burns the City (Part 1) [Happy Labor Day]

Wei Cheng said that Shen Tang was too petty to think this way.

"It's not that I can't afford to lose. If you lose, you lose. There's nothing wrong with admitting it." Wei Cheng has an eccentric personality, but his behavior can be called upright. "You let me and my uncle go. I can't even do that." Backstabbing thing.”

Shen Tang nodded meaningfully: "You really can't do it."

The implication is that Wei Lou can do it.

If it weren't for Yun Thanos PLUS Da to destroy the world and make the fight between the two sides meaningless, she would not be at ease with the uncle and nephew.

Even though Wei Cheng's mind is empty, he is not stupid. He can hear Shen Tang blaming himself: "Whether you believe it or not, the Eternal Life Sect is just a thing to kill time. I don't have any of those hidden stakes." Contact if interested."

Shen Tang exclaimed: "There really is a hidden stake."

Wei Cheng: "..."

Shen Tang didn't push Wei Cheng too hard, lest the skeleton break his guard and get angry: "I don't care what wishful thinking you have in your mind. Next time you come over, remember to go through the main entrance and don't squat on the roof. I won't care this time, and next time Treat them like rebels.”

Wei Cheng was noncommittal about this.

The reason he came here this time was to see where Shen Tang's soldiers and horses were fighting, and how it compared with the First Lord's Martial Kingdom, so that he could have something to talk about with his uncle when he went back, and give Shen Tang a heads up on the way.

Shen Tang raised his eyes and responded calmly: "Reminder?"

Weicheng: "The Eternal Life Sect, it's up to you."

Several questions popped up in Shen Tang's head, and his eyes at Wei Cheng also became more subtle: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The flames in Weicheng's eyes were beating irregularly, revealing a guilty conscience: "The Eternal Life Cult established the Society to Fool the Gods when they were idle and bored. I don't care about anything, and my uncle helps take care of it."

The doctrinal program of the Eternal Life Sect was all made up by Wei Lou.

Both uncle and nephew knew this thing was a joke.

No matter how ridiculous the joke is, if it is beneficial to oneself, it will be praised and vigorously promoted. Countless ignorant people follow it devoutly, and noble families, princes and nobles pretend to be ignorant, flocking to the Eternal Life Religion and willingly offering countless treasures as offerings. These people may not really believe in the Eternal Life Religion, but the doctrinal program is beneficial to themselves and makes it easier for them to bend the curve and straighten it out.

Driven by the enthusiasm and enthusiasm of these "believers", the Immortal Religion has rapidly expanded in scale, and many of them have been promoted to "servants" and preached to ignorant people as "consecraters". The common people were not very literate, and the doctrinal programs they saw were also manuscripts. How to interpret the contents all depended on the ability to "enshrine" them. It is inevitable that some "consecrations" will seek personal gain through teachings, deliberately misinterpreting the original meaning and bringing in private goods.

The larger the scale, the more severe the distortion.

The teachings that were passed down were far from the original ones, and some of the contents even ran counter to them. It's not that his uncle Wei Lou didn't know this, but he didn't care and allowed the seed of the Eternal Life Sect to sprout and grow wildly. This example also aggravated Wei Lou's prejudice and disgust towards the cult - there are a few so-called gods who are not allowed to be dressed up by folk believers. ? Rather than worshiping God, it is better to worship the human heart.

How dark the human heart is, how dirty the God who reflects it is.

Wei Lou didn't expect that Shen Youli would come out halfway.

Wei Cheng said: "Now that things have happened, we can only try our best to make up for it."

Shen Tang was almost speechless when he heard this.

"Your way of making amends is just a reminder?"

Wei Cheng asked back: "What else?"

It was impossible for him to be loyal to anyone other than his late lord. His uncle had always had objections to Shen Tang, and of course they could not help Shen Tang clean up this mess: "When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, he must first work hard on his will and muscles. Hungry for its body skin..."

What's more, Shen Youli is still the "Heaven".

Isn't it normal for her to work harder and suffer more?

Shen Tang took a few deep breaths, suppressed the urge to pick up the desk and smash Weicheng's skull, and raised his hand to point to the door.

Wei Cheng left some clues before leaving.

There are also differences within the Eternal Life Sect, led by several major aristocratic families. They use their doctrines to fool the common people and at the same time fight against dissent. Shen Tang will show no mercy when he encounters them. His uncle asked him to disclose these contents, and Wei Cheng felt it was unnecessary. Just looking at Shen Tang's thunderous tactics against the aristocratic families, one can tell what will happen to those families when Shen Tang expands his territory to the southwest...

Weicheng came and went in a hurry.

He didn't even alert the personal guards guarding Shen Tang.

"Southwest...it's necessary to go somewhere..."

By focusing on investigating the internal structure of the Eternal Life Sect, we may be able to use the teachings of the Eternal Life Sect to divide these forces and allow them to shoot themselves in the foot. Shen Tang lowered his eyes and thought. Unknowingly, the sky was turning white and the sun was rising.

As three groups of soldiers and horses approached King Gao at the same time.

Letters of battle reports flowed into the court of the King of Gao like water and were placed on the table of the new master. The new master was so anxious that he had blisters on his mouth. His mood became more and more manic day by day. He often beat things and beat and scolded the palace officials. His roaring and cursing could be heard from far away, starting from the courtiers who complained of illness, and all the way to the generals who avoided fighting and disobeyed orders. When Mi came over, the ground was full of debris and there was nowhere to put his feet.

Seeing a familiar figure, the new owner reluctantly calmed down.

A feeling of grievance welled up in my heart: "Auntie..."

Mi looked at her son, who had aged more than ten years in just a short period of time, and felt regretful in her heart: "I heard from the palace servants that you haven't eaten for three days in a row, so you made your favorite for mother, try it."

The new owner shook his head: "My son is not hungry."

The fire in his heart caused burning pain in his internal organs, and he couldn't feel the hunger at all. But Mi couldn't stand his insistence, so he could only endure the physiological nausea and took a few mouthfuls. Mi bent down and picked up the memorials scattered on the ground, reading the contents at a glance.

There was no good news.

Either this city surrendered, or that city was captured. The common people even composed songs and spread them, applauding and saying that the new master had not gained the throne legitimately, and that he deserved it. The new master tried to hold accountable the ministers who deliberately claimed to be sick, to make an example of them, and these ministers began to take advantage of their seniority and submitted memorials saying how incompetent they were and wanted to resign. There were not just one or two people who resigned, but groups of people, and it was obvious that they had discussed it...

No matter how many rescue measures the new master had, he was blocked in the capital.

Seeing his mother reading the memorial, he snatched it away and said, "Mother, don't look at it, there's no need to be angry about these villains."

Mi's face was calm.

"What are you going to do?"

Defend the city, or abandon the city?

"No matter what you choose, I will stay with you."

The new master was silent for a long time: "My son plans to send my mother and my brothers and sisters out first. Shen Youli will not kill refugees. You can hide in the mountains and wait for the war to subside. When everything is settled, contact your father. He will not treat you unfairly."

Mi was very dissatisfied with this arrangement.

She was always gentle and showed a stern look: "No!"

The new master was full of twilight air. How could he be as high-spirited as he was on the day of the palace coup? It was less than two months ago.

He knew his mother's temper and could only appease her first.

He said: "Okay, everything is up to you."

Mi's face softened.

"I will always be with you."

Mi was unwilling to leave, but it did not mean that she wanted other children to die with her. She agreed to the new master's arrangement and sent the three children out of the capital in advance. It was just that the two disagreed on the timing. Mi said: "Who among these people in the court doesn't keep an eye on the movements of the palace? If we send the people away now, they will fall into their hands as soon as we send them away, so that we can use them to threaten us mother and son."

It is safest to send them away in the chaos.

It is not chaotic enough now.

Neither the mother nor the son thought that the opportunity would come so soon.

Or rather, Shen Tang's troops attacked too fast.

The troops of Kangguo are less than a day's journey away from the capital, and the capital only has the last key defense line left. According to the estimation of the troops on the defense line, it is estimated that it will not last more than two hours. Since receiving the news, the capital has fallen into chaos, and there are people fleeing everywhere. Mi looked at the palace and made up her mind: "...Did the memorial mention that Shen Youli found a reason to imprison the families from all over the country?"

The new master said: "Yes."

At this moment, the mother and son were in sync.

They tacitly expanded the news and changed the imprisonment to killing, in order to tie up the families in the capital to escape with them. Wu Xian left 10,000 elite soldiers in the capital, and these 10,000 soldiers were the last troops that the mother and son could mobilize.

Time was running out, and many family properties could not be taken away.

Because of the lack of carriages and horses, even a group of people had to be abandoned.

The capital was in chaos.

The rest of Mi's descendants dressed up as refugees, and mixed into the refugee crowd under the escort of their confidants, and left the city without anyone noticing. Mi and her eldest son, escorted by elite soldiers, set out to escape with a group of royal nobles, civil and military ministers, and aristocratic families.

There were cries, scolding, and horse hooves all the way.

Occasionally, women and children were kicked off the carriage. The caravan could only carry limited belongings, so insignificant people were naturally abandoned.

Mi sat in the carriage with her eyes closed.

These movements reminded her of the days of wandering in her early years.

There was only a sigh left: "Going around in circles, there is no escape."

Mi had a subtle premonition that this escape was in vain. It seems that she is not the only one who has this premonition. Many people also know it, but their survival instinct makes them hold a glimmer of hope.

What if?

If they can escape to a neighboring country, they may be able to seek asylum.

This move will certainly make them live under someone else's roof, but it is better than losing their lives.

After a while, the eldest son bent down and walked in, his face gloomy: "The pursuers didn't catch up, and someone set a fire before leaving."

Mi was shocked: "Who set it?"

Most of the houses in the royal capital are made of wood, which is dry and flammable. Now there is chaos and no one has time to put out the fire. Even if Shen Youli is willing to put out the fire, when her troops arrive, the fire will be too big to control, and there are still many common people in the city who have no time to evacuate! The wind helps the fire, and I don't know how many lives this fire will kill!

The eldest son glanced at the direction behind the team and said nothing.

Mi guessed the truth at a glance.

She exhaled: "It's really cruel!"

He has the courage to use the people of a city to buy time for himself.

It's simply insane!

If I travel with this group of people, my mother and son's safety will be in jeopardy.

Not long after, some people in the fleeing team also discovered the orange-red color on the horizon behind them, and they were instantly struck by lightning. They didn't know who set the fire, but they only knew one thing - they couldn't go back.

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Happy May Day, hehe, Xianggu also gave himself a holiday, but there were too many people outside, and today I only saw a sea of ​​heads_(:з」∠)_

This chapter is only one and a half, a thousand words less than usual.