Chapter 335 Kidnapped and taken north as slaves
Wanyan Zonglie was an old acquaintance of his and recognized him at a glance. A victorious smile appeared on his lips. "Second Prince, it's been a long time."
The soldier who had almost been killed was enraged. He grabbed the Second Prince's shoulder and threw him to Wanyan Zonglie's feet.
They pounced on him again, twisted his hands behind his back, and forced him to kneel on the ground.
Wanyan Zonglie's sheepskin boots rolled over the dragon robe on the ground.
The second prince was forced to kneel, feeling aggrieved. He shook his shoulders and struggled, "You bastards, let me go! Didn't you hear me calling you the second prince? I am the second prince of the Great Zhou. A quarter of an hour ago, my father abdicated the throne to me. I am now the emperor of the Great Zhou..."
"No matter who you are, even if you are a prisoner, you must kneel before us, the Crown Prince."
"Fourth Prince, we are allies. Why did you send your soldiers to humiliate me? I am now the Emperor of Great Zhou. Whether you want gold, silver, silk, or beautiful women, I can satisfy you. Just release me, and everything can be discussed." He thought that since the two had some relationship, Wanyan Zonglie would give him some face.
However, Wanyan Zonglie showed him no mercy, scoffing, "Withdraw the troops? We finally captured the capital, wouldn't it be more worthwhile to loot the palace and the treasury?"
He has already trampled the Great Zhou royal family underfoot, and his name, Wanyan Zonglie, will be known throughout the world.
Unfortunately, the woman he desired most was not in the city, but far away in Lingnan.
When he was on the city wall, watching the exile procession prepare to depart, he didn't stop them because they had only met once.
He is so persistent now because he had a real dream.
He dreamed of a child, which seemed to be the child he had with Yun Zhaoxue.
Like father, like son.
His son was both scholarly and martial, and followed him in battles across the country, making outstanding contributions and being his pride.
He'd rather tie her up and bring her to his side so she could have his children.
So, a little over a month ago, he sent his elite confidants in disguise to infiltrate the Great Zhou and bring Yun Zhaoxue to him in Lingnan.
The men of Dajing are not like the people of Dazhou who disregard formalities and care little about a woman's chastity. They will snatch any woman they like as long as she can bear children.
The palace guards and servants were escorted to the main hall or its entrance.
The emperor, the crown prince, and the ministers did not escape. They were about to climb ladders onto the city wall to escape when they were discovered and captured.
The blood in front of the Golden Palace stained the ground red, winding down the steps; everywhere you looked, there were only corpses and blood.
The concubines and palace maids in the harem screamed in terror, closing their eyes in fear. "Ah!"
"ah!"
Most of the women were deliberately humiliated by the enemy soldiers, who did not allow them to wear outer garments, only inner garments. They crossed their arms over their chests, curled up, and wished they could hide themselves.
From the inner palace to the front hall, sobs rose and fell among the crowd, "Waaah..."
"Hurry up, move quickly!" The soldiers who were escorting them showed no mercy and shoved them hard, causing several of them to lose their balance and fall to the ground.
"Get up! Get out of here!"
The women in the harem had never seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that they cried and lay on the ground, too afraid to move.
The enemy soldier gritted his teeth, nodded with a cold smile, and said, "Very well, you won't get up, huh?"
Some of the more hot-tempered men lost their patience, drawing their riding whips and lashing them across the backs. Clothes tore, cotton flew everywhere, and bloodstains appeared on their backs, making them tremble in pain.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
"Stop, stop, stop hitting us! Let's go, let's go, let's go now!"
Emperor Zhao Hui and Crown Prince Zhao Heng were brought before Wanyan Zonglie. The enemy general, Heshi Lieshu, kicked them violently to the ground, forcing them to kneel at Wanyan Zonglie's feet. "Insolence! As prisoners, you see we are the Crown Prince, why don't you kneel down immediately!"
In the freezing cold, their knees slammed heavily onto the hard bluestone floor, causing the father and son to wince in pain. "Ouch!"
Zhao Hui felt deeply humiliated to be a subject of an enemy state while serving as an emperor. He struggled to get up, but was pushed back down.
He roared in defiance, "I am the emperor! I shouldn't kneel to him, he should kneel to me! Let me go!"
The enemy soldier stepped on his shoulder, forcing him to bow his head to the ground. "Your Majesty? You are the emperor of a fallen kingdom, a prisoner of my Great Jing, a captive. We can take your head with just one order from our Fourth Prince."
Valuable items from the national treasury and the private vaults of various palaces were brought out.
Only four or five hundred boxes were found, dozens of which contained the silks and satins they had worn.
Enraged, Heshilie Shu, a trusted general under Wanyan Zonglie, rushed over and kicked the eunuch who had led them to open the treasury gates to the ground with a loud thud!
"Ouch..." The eunuch was kicked so hard that he coughed up blood and frightened himself so much that he braced himself on the ground and hid behind him.
"Why is the national treasury empty? Where are the mountains of gold and silver of your Great Zhou? Tell me honestly where you've hidden them all?"
"They've all been stolen. The vengeful spirit of the Prince of Zhenbei is haunting the palace. Overnight, he emptied the national treasury and the storerooms of more than a dozen ministers. Everything is gone, nothing is left."
"Nonsense! If vengeful spirits could take revenge, I would have died a thousand times over. I'll send you to meet the ghost right now."
As he spoke, he brandished his curved sword and slit the eunuch's throat.
He ordered his men to seize several more eunuchs and interrogate them, but they all gave the same result.
They stormed the palace with all their might, only to find nothing. The soldiers of Dajing were furious and, to vent their anger, they killed several palace servants on the spot.
The enemy soldiers held knives to Zhao Hui's neck and asked fiercely, "Where have all the national treasury's assets been transferred? Speak! If you don't, your head will roll on the spot!"
"No, no, I'll tell you... I don't know who stole it? It's all gone overnight. The century-old foundation built by our ancestors is destroyed, all destroyed in my hands. I have failed our ancestors..." Zhao Hui was filled with remorse, lying on the ground, pounding the ground, and crying bitterly. He was so weak that he didn't seem like a ruler of a country.
The enemy soldiers mocked him, "Ha ha..."
Their emperor of Dajing is not afraid of death, nor does he cry; he is far inferior to their emperor.
With such an emperor, it would be an injustice if the Great Zhou Dynasty did not perish!
They looted the palace and then ransacked the city.
Those who resist will be killed without mercy. If even one member of a family resists, the man will be killed on the spot, and the woman will be humiliated and then killed. Those who surrender will not be killed, but will be taken back as slaves.
The once most prosperous capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty has been transformed into a living hell, with screams and cries of agony echoing for days and nights.
The wind blew across the corpses scattered everywhere, and a strong stench of blood wafted through every corner of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
A wisp of smoke, ignited by artillery fire, gradually dissipated from the glazed tiles until it disappeared completely.
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