Chapter 364: The Fall of Xi'an
Fang Xinyu stood on a nearby hillside, watching the fire burn for days. He was overcome with emotion. His life was like a dream, an ideal? Haha! Wanshan and Zhou Shuai were crazy. Since Zhao Xiaofei doesn't have any big ambitions, why do you two have to take up the banner of world reform? If you two really had the talent, would you have suffered the defeat in Xi'an last time?
The whole city was filled with the stench of roasted human flesh, making Shen Yunying, Wu Sanmei, and Kong Sizhen feel nauseous. Shen Yunying was very worried. Her husband had killed hundreds of thousands of people this time, and she didn't know how the court and the literati would accuse him!
Wu Sanmei felt very uncomfortable when she saw the fire in front of her. Her second brother was so cruel that he burned down the city of Xi'an without the prince's knowledge!
Kong Sizhen and Wu Sanmei were worried about the same problem.
Yes! That's right! What Wu Sanmei heard was that Wu Sangui burned down the city of Xi'an.
What Kong Sizhen heard was that the city of Xi'an was burned down by his father.
Zhao Xiaofei and Zhao Xiaokun would never take the blame! Since Wu Sangui and Kong Youde surrendered, they should be prepared to take the blame.
It was said to the outside world that Xi'an City could not be captured for a long time. In desperation, Wu Sangui, Kong Youde, Geng Jingzhong and Shang Zhixin used fire attack to capture Xi'an City, burning and killing countless civilians.
Zhao Xiaofei and Zhao Xiaokun's meaning is that you guys come to take the blame, and you guys go to die! We are right! We must protect the greatness and righteousness of our brothers.
The number of civilians who escaped was eventually counted at less than 100,000, and they were almost all strong men. The elderly, children, women and children were almost all killed in the fire.
Walking on the charred earth, the Kenan Army saw a magnificent palace on the charred land. Although it was not as large as the Forbidden City, its area was not smaller than the Forbidden City. Many buildings were built higher than the Forbidden City and looked more majestic.
Kong Youde and Wu Sangui finally saw the dawn of victory. Their soldiers had suffered more than 50% casualties, but their morale remained high.
Because today is the last battle, after winning today's battle, they will get the reward. They can go home and buy land to live a normal life, or they can continue to live in the army and live a life of blood and knife.
The Xi'an Imperial Palace in front of us looks particularly solemn and majestic.
"Fire!" Kong Youde shouted loudly.
Three cannon shots rang out, and a big hole was punched in the city gate.
"Kill!" the soldiers roared at the top of their lungs. Like ants, they swarmed through the blasted gate, their sole goal: to capture Li Zicheng alive. They slaughtered anyone they saw, leaving no guards or maids alive. They had already suffered too many casualties just to break through. They needed a bloodbath; only killing could relieve their pressure.
At this moment, the palace was ablaze with bloody fighting. Those left behind were Li Zicheng's most loyal warriors. They were also the most capable, fighting to the death. They even resorted to life-for-life tactics, vying for his life, yet they were unable to reverse the tide of battle.
Looking at the scene before him, Zhao Xiaofei thought to himself: "It's finally over. The hard work of Northwest China and U-Tsang will be handed over to the imperial court. Once they finally eliminate the Jianlu, they can begin their Age of Exploration. Join the Westerners in the frenzy of dividing the world. This is the final colonial dividend."
Some people say: Chinese culture is not an aggressive culture, and the Chinese have no ambition to expand outward!
Nonsense! Without the ambition to expand, how could China have so much land? It was only due to the gap in time and understanding that we failed to catch up with the final frenzy of dividing up the world.
The Chinese are so ambitious in nature. Once everyone realizes the benefits of colonization, I don’t believe they will give up their days of tyranny.
Zhao Xiaofei told Wu Sangui and Kong Youde that they didn't need to leave anyone alive today. He didn't want to leave anyone alive except Li Zicheng.
Wu Sangui now personally led his troops to attack the west side of the imperial palace, while Kong Youde and his men attacked the east side.
They were all busy looking for Li Zicheng, but they never found him. However, Li Zicheng had quite a few concubines. Wu Sangui captured eight concubines and a princess named Li Shuang'er. Kong Youde and his men captured six concubines and a prince named Li Shuangxi.
Kong Youde thought to himself: Capturing the prince is not bad. Even if Li Zicheng is not captured, it is still a great achievement.
But in the end, the two armies fought twice in the palace, but there was no sign of Li Zicheng.
Zhao Xiaofei looked at the kneeling women and man before him and asked Wu Sangui and Kong Youde, "Are these the only ones left? I don't know if Li Zicheng had any daughters, but he definitely didn't have any sons. This so-called crown prince is Li Zicheng's godson. Drag him out and behead him!"
"No! No!" Li Shuangxi immediately shouted, and the two soldiers dragged him out like a dead dog.
After a while, the sound of a knife cutting into the neck was heard, and then Li Shuangxi's voice disappeared.
Zhao Xiaofei stood at the gate of the palace and said, "Keep looking! Li Zicheng has dug all of Xi'an into an ant nest, so this palace must have tunnels. Keep looking, keep digging! I'll find him even if I have to dig three feet deep!"
"Yes!" Wu Sangui, Kong Youde, Geng Jingzhong and Shang Zhixin replied together.
So they began to look for the entrance to the tunnel again, and Zhao Xiaofei and Zhao Xiaokun entered the palace together. There were also three main halls as soon as they entered, but there were no yellow glazed tiles, all gray.
The first hall is also called the Hall of Supreme Harmony, but it is much smaller than the one in the capital. There is also a dragon throne in the middle. Zhao Xiaofei is very happy and jumps up to sit on the dragon throne.
"Brother! What do you think? Do I look like an emperor sitting on this?" Zhao Xiaofei showed a rare relaxed expression.
"You! Even when you put on the dragon robe, you don't look like a prince, let alone an emperor! Come down!" Zhao Xiaokun said with a smile.
"I'm just trying to get a feel for it. I wouldn't want to be the emperor! When Shi Lang builds the fleet, we'll go out to sea together to attack Fuso and occupy Goryeo. We'll take Australia and move eastward to America. The New World in this era hasn't been developed much! I remember a documentary saying that in America, there are so many pigeons that you can catch one by throwing your hat into the sky. I like roasted pigeons the most!" said Zhao Xiaofei.
"Many years later, when people look through history books, they will find that other countries were fighting for gold, silver and land, but we in China were fighting for America for food. This is too low-class," Zhao Xiaokun said with a smile.
"It's quite impressive, and it really shows how broad and profound our culture is!" Zhao Xiaofei said, laughing as he touched the dragon chair he was sitting on. He discovered that the dragon head on the chair was movable.
"Brother! There's something wrong with this chair!"
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