For a Prosperous World

The wind is cold in the night, rolling over a person's cheek, with a cold coolness.

Li Lisi hadn't fallen asleep lying on the couch.

There was a blast of wind outside the room, and he leaned over, the quiet moonlight penetrating through the window screen, pale, falling to the ground like a thin layer of frost.

I watched the moonlight ring, and he got up and sat up, got out of bed, took a shirt and put it on his body by the door.

"Here."

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and Li Si stepped into the courtyard from the room.

It should have been a good night's sleep, when?

Probably after that heavy snow that year ago, no one knew it would be that big. It seems like the world was buried under the snow.

"Cough." Li Si coughed, and with that cough, his figure became more emaciated.

Standing in the cold court, he went to the table in the court, picked up a brief scroll on the desk case, rolled it out, and looked at it.

Suddenly appeared behind Li Si alone, in black, with a crack on the wooden mask on his face.

Li Si looked back and saw the man, there was no strange color on his face, Qin Huang secretly recognized him.

Squinting his eyes back again, holding the bamboo slip in his hand, he asked, "What's the matter?"

His secret guard gave a ritual: "Sir, my majesty, let me hand it over to you."

He said he took a bamboo tube out of his arms and walked to Li Si.

Li Li held out a hand, the bamboo tube was put on his hand, and the secret guard left.

看着 He looked at the bamboo tube in his hand and opened the lid.

There was a wooden bar inside, and only a few words were written on it.

In the midst of the scourge of Laoshan prisoners, Beiyun was robbed. Centrifuge with Baiyue, it is impossible to seal it.

He held the wooden stick for a while, then put it back into the bamboo tube.

Li Li shook the bamboo tube in the handshake, put down his hand, and turned his back to the court door, his eyes confused.

He asked, "How can we be safe in this world?"

Silent around.

Long for a long time, there was a deep sigh in the court, weak.

...

There were many noises in the city, and the staggering sound of soldiers and soldiers roared with the vocals.

The streets were splashed with blood, and I didn't know whose broken limb fell to the ground, and twitched with a sword in his hand.

There have been no civilians in the city for a long time, either for chaos or for refugees who have already fled.

Puppet soldiers rushed to kill in the city. When they saw people, they were killed together. They had been numb.

The rioters gathered around the streets with swords like bees and locusts.

The tartars all gathered together, as if it were a Shura lie prison.

The sword in my hand was lifted, and then cut down to be alone. People rush together, waiting to be killed or killed.

Stomp on the ground, a thick stick, **** or visceral limbs everywhere.

The sword on his body was stained with red hands, and everyone seemed crazy, like the fierce ghost struggling in the fierce prison, eating each other.

The rioters stayed in each city, but the food in each city had been eaten up by them, and their eyes became red with hunger these days.

Gu Nan used the army's forage to easily deceive the city gate, but even so, these crazy people have no room for repression in addition to killing.

The chaos did not know who lit the houses on the roadside, and the distorted flames began to burn and rag in the city, spreading in several places.

Chen Sheng and his men rushed around in the chaotic city streets, seemingly trying to find a gate to evacuate.

But everywhere in the city, there are only crowded people, fire, and the billowing smoke.

胜 Chen Shengyi sword chopped down a soldier wearing a armor, gritted his teeth, looked around, and asked the people around him.

"what is the problem!?"

"Why would the gate open?"

A man in the armour of a vice general wiped the ashes on his face and said.

"This morning, 10,000 people came to vote with the whole team of food. I suspected fraud, and I wanted to stop it. But the rioters in the city were so hungry that they just opened the gates without much control."

"The convoy entered the city and jumped out of the grain cart. Countless people broke the city gate and brought in the ambush Qin Jun."

"Damn!" Chen Sheng cursed, "I should know that these messy people can't do it."

The flames burned the houses on the side, and the wooden beams wailed, and then the houses collapsed and a cloud of fire burst out.

"Cough." Chen Sheng coughed for a while and glanced at the city with a grudge: "Withdraw first!"

He said he was preparing to return with a small team behind him.

I waited for them to turn around, one person and one horse burst out of the smoke on both sides of the street. So the general of the white robe, the general's spear dragged blood and blood, and his eyes fell on them.

胜 Chen Sheng feels that his blood is frozen, and being looked at by the person in front of him is like watching by some fierce beast.

Suddenly the white robe stopped and said nothing, raised the spear in his hand and stepped on the horse.

There was a hint of horror on the face, Chen Sheng quickly waved to the people behind him and said, "Stop him, stop it!"

He retreated to the back.

The deputy on the side commanded the team behind him: "Line up."

胜 Chen Sheng did not stay in place, turned his head and left.

There was a scream of screaming behind him, and he stepped up in a panic.

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I looked back, and the person who had blocked was rushed away, and the spear in the firelight stabbed at him.

...

The chaos in the city was gone, no sound, the flames disappeared, and the city seemed to be a dead city. The flames passed, and the rest of the ash covered the dried blood or the scorched ground. Where the flames do n’t pass, they bleed together

The puppet soldiers sorted out in the city and gathered forage and armor.

No one makes any sound, only scattered footsteps stepping between the ashes, picking up the blade from the ground, or killing some people who have not yet died.

Many houses on Kushiro Road were burnt to black by the flames, and some even collapsed there.

Gu Nan stood on the head of the city and leaned his spear on the wall.

He himself leaned halfway against the city wall, sat down, took off his helmet and set it aside, watching a dead city, a broken wall or a ruin.

Chen Shengfu was the head of chaos, but the chaos of Chen Di could not be solved by killing one Chen Sheng.

Gu Nan's hand fumbled around his waist, took off a bag, opened it and took a sip.

I do n’t know if it was wine or water, but her face showed the first look since the rest of the month. She was covered by the mask only to see her eyes lift up, and looking at the "Dead City" would be night Sky.

She whispered, "God thief."

After swearing, he lifted the bag in his hand and took another sip, leaned against the wall, and said softly.

"Nothing but this life."