I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 209 Anshan's Experience
Three days later, the sky became gloomy, as if it was about to collapse.

Iron horses and golden swords, the sharp blades are shining, the blood-stained flags are flying in the wind, the horses' hooves are galloping, and the sky is full of dust.

The entire team was like a surging torrent or a sword drawn from its sheath, carrying a bloody and murderous aura.

This is the strongest army in Western Chu, and also Chu Zhao's direct subordinate - the Blood-Cloth Army.

An army of a thousand men may not sound like a large number, but the actual scene is quite grand.

A large black mass of cavalry came galloping from afar and formed a long dragon under the city, with flags fluttering. The city was as dark as a dark cloud covering the sky.

The thousand-man general who led the army dismounted and saluted, saying, "I pay my respects to your majesty!"

Chu Yi, a descendant of the Western Chu royal family who had stayed behind in Huangsha Town, had joined the army for training since he moved to Yuelu City with his clansmen. He had grown from a small soldier to a general of a thousand men step by step.

Chu Zhao nodded slightly, chatted with Chu Yi for a few words, then turned to look at Lin Yuan on the top of the city wall and said loudly: "City Lord Lin, you still have one last chance. Open the city and surrender immediately, and I can let the people in the city go."

Frankly speaking, the people in Yunlin City are still quite brave.

During these three days, only a small number of people withdrew from the city, and most people were ready to fight them to the death.

But this is normal. After all, most of the people in Yunlin are retired soldiers and their families. Their former glory will not allow them to surrender without a fight.

Lin Yuan glanced at the soldiers on the top of the city wall. Before he could speak, a civil servant in an official robe and armor shouted, "Remnants of Western Chu, don't waste your time. We are irreconcilable with Western Chu. We swear to live and die with Yunlin."

"We cannot coexist, I swear to live and die with Yunlin!"

"We cannot coexist, I swear to live and die with Yunlin!"

"..."

The soldiers guarding the city on the top of the city shouted, their voices louder and louder.

Chu Zhao smiled faintly and looked at Chu Yi beside him: "Pass on my order. After the city is captured, all the people in the city, regardless of gender, age or status, will be killed without mercy, leaving no one alive!"

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked in shock: "Your Majesty, are you going to massacre the city?"

"That's right, massacre the city!" Chu Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, massacring a city is unlucky, and the Queen has issued an imperial decree that civilians must not be harmed, otherwise military law will be imposed..."

The words did not continue, because Chu Zhao said lightly: "It seems that in your mind, the queen's words are more effective than mine."

Whether it is the Blood-Clothed Army or the incorporated Western Hu Army, there can only be one voice, and that is him, the Emperor of Western Chu, not Queen Yue Yao.

Chu Yi's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat, and he knelt down and pleaded, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Chu Zhao looked indifferent and asked, "I remember you studied politics with Huai En before, right?"

"Yes."

Chu Zhao nodded: "After this battle, withdraw from the army and stay in the local area."

"His Majesty……"

"Ok?"

"I obey your order!"

Chu Yi stood up and was about to convey the order, but the sky suddenly became darker and darker, and then a rain of arrows poured down from the sky.

The dense arrow feathers drew a graceful arc, making a whistling sound through the air. The soldiers immediately raised their shields to block the rain of arrows like a storm.

"Bows and crossbows, shoot them to death for me!"

"Crossbowmen, get ready, fire!"

The civil servant in armor roared, and rows of soldiers on the city wall bent down slightly, nocked the longbows and crossbows in their hands, then strung or loaded the arrows, and finally pulled the bowstrings and pulled the triggers.

A new round of arrow rain broke through the air, attacking again with a fierce murderous intent. Chu Zhao raised his long sleeves and waved them, instantly rolling up the incoming arrows and shooting them towards the soldiers on the top of the city.

Countless screams were heard, and the soldiers defending the city who were shot by arrows fell off the city wall. The strong smell of blood filled the air in the cold winter.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan on the top of the city wall jumped off the city wall without thinking.

Shen Xiduo, who was standing below the city, angrily said, "Your Majesty, the two countries have an agreement. Xiaoyao Tianjing will not be involved in the battlefield. You..."

Chu Zhao interrupted indifferently, "I made this agreement with Xie Zhize, but Beili violated the agreement first. If there is any problem with me taking action now, and Beili court is dissatisfied, they can just transfer all the Xiaoyao Tianjing to the front line."

It has been more than half a month since the war between the two countries went on. Although he has not yet joined the army, military intelligence from all over the country has been transmitted to him through the Shadow Building.

Seven days ago, when the Western Chu army was besieging Yongzhou City, a master from the Free and Easy Realm from the Beili side was killing everyone on the battlefield.

Since Beili dared to do it on the first day, he dared to do it on the fifteenth.

Attack once, fight back once, this is considered giving face to Xie Zhize.

If he gets mad, he will ask the Wen family to take action.

You know, Wenhujiu is a man who poisoned an entire city. Of course, the other members of the Wen family are not as good as Wenhujiu in using poison, but it is no problem for several people to join forces to poison an entire city.

Chu Zhao flew up, and then the vitality of heaven and earth surged, and a dazzling golden light instantly cut through the gray sky.

A golden sword that seemed to open the sky appeared and covered most of Yunlin City.

"cut!"

It was like a real sword shadow falling from the sky with the power to destroy the world!

With a loud bang, the city gate, which was not very majestic to begin with, collapsed. The overwhelming sword energy spread in all directions, destroying everything in the city.

Chu Zhao, standing in the air, was like a god or a demon. He shouted in a cold voice: "Blood Clothes Army, listen to my order. No one in the city... will be spared!"

Chu Yi jumped on his horse, picked up the pistol inserted in the saddle, fired a shot, and then roared.

"Brothers, His Majesty has ordered that everyone in the city be killed!"

After saying that, he waved the spear in his hand again, led the charge, and killed his way into the city.

Among the One Thousand Blood-Clothed Guards, the worst ones in martial arts are all second-rate masters. They may not be considered masters in the martial arts world, but in an ordinary war, they are like tigers to a flock of sheep.

Boom boom boom boom——

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The sounds of bombs, gunshots, and flames bloomed one after another under the gloomy sky.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood. Flames were burning in the city. Corpses lay on the ground in the ruins. Hysterical shouts, screams, running and even crying were all mixed together.

This small-scale offensive and defensive battle was simply a one-sided massacre!

It's too awful.

It was so tragic that Chu Zhao couldn't bear to watch it.

So, he took Shen Xiduo and others and left Yunlin on horseback, heading towards Yuelu City.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Chu Zhao, who should have gone home long ago, was still on the road because he had to stop and go along the way to deal with the problem of recovering the city. Fortunately, it was not far from Yuelu City. Yuelu was just after Anshan City.

Outside Anshan City, on the official road.

A group of more than twenty riders were moving slowly forward.

It is winter now, the time of the year with the shortest days. It will not get bright until after noon.

However, after the morning hour, the sky will gradually brighten, so Chu Zhao and others who were originally traveling slowly on the official road all night could not help but speed up.

When approaching Anshan City, the first thing Chu Zhao saw was not the majestic city wall, but a village-like existence in the southwest of Anshan City, very close to the city.

"Ok?"

A trace of doubt flashed through Chu Zhao's mind.

As we all know, a city is just a city... No, now it should be said that it is the seat of a county. It does not mean that all the people in the county live in the county town. There will be many famous or unnamed villages under its jurisdiction.

But the problem is that these villages should not be built outside Ansan City.

For example, Yuelu City has seven or eight villages with a population of more than 10,000 people under its jurisdiction, but these villages are distributed in different locations under its jurisdiction. Only in this way can the resources in the city be fully utilized and the people under its jurisdiction will not have conflicts over farmland and other issues.

This should be a truth that anyone who can serve as a county magistrate in Western Chu should understand. After all, the Political Science Academy in Yuelu City has taught this. But why did the county magistrate who took over Anshan County build such a village outside the city?

With this doubt, Chu Zhao ordered everyone to speed up again and head towards the community.

It was hard to tell from a distance, but when you got closer you realized that this was not a village at all, but a refugee camp.

There is not even a decent thatched house here, let alone a tiled house. Looking around, there are triangular sheds everywhere - that is, using bamboo poles or branches to prop up something like a tent, and then covering it with tattered clothes or grass leaves, making a simple shelter that can slightly shelter from wind and rain.

Because the shed was so simple, Chu Zhao and his group could see clearly who was sleeping inside even when they were walking outside.

They were all ragged and looked miserable.

Outside these sheds, there are many simple stoves made of stones or broken bricks, with cooking utensils on them.

"What is the taste?"

A pungent smell wafted over, making Chu Zhao lower his head and sniff.

Just then, a violent cough was heard from a straw hut not far away.

Then, a clear voice said worriedly, "Mom, I'll go see if the medicine is ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little girl with pigtails came out of the small shed. When she saw Chu Zhao and his group standing "outside the house", she was stunned for a moment, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

Chu Zhao showed a harmless smile and took a few steps back to show that he had no ill intentions.

I have to say that he looks very good, handsome, and has a very friendly personality when he smiles.

Look, the little girl, who was about four or five years old, blinked in confusion at Chu Zhao, then felt relieved and squatted in front of the stove. She stuffed a lot of branches in deftly, then lay on the ground and blew into the gap of the stove.

Unfortunately, she stuffed too many branches in, and they were damp, so the fire did not light up quickly. Instead, thick smoke was produced, choking the little girl and making her cough repeatedly.

Seeing this, Chu Zhao walked forward, took out some firewood from the stove, and said to the little girl, "It won't work if you do this. Just watch."

He took out some firewood and used a branch to make an air inlet. Then he imitated the little girl, lay on the ground and blew twice, and the flames in the stove quickly ignited.

Chu Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he noticed that the little girl was looking at him with an impressive expression.

Behind the two of them, Shen Xiduo watched Chu Zhao's actions with interest.

It was really hard for him to understand that Chu Zhao, as a prince of Western Chu and now the emperor of Western Chu, would actually lie on the dirty mud and help a little refugee girl light a fire.

This kind of thing... let alone the Emperor of Beili, even an ordinary rich and powerful young man would not do it.

"No wonder the original Beili people didn't have much hatred towards Xichu all along. The upper class follows the lower class!"

Looking at Chu Zhao and the little girl smiling happily at each other, Shen Xiduo couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, a woman in the shed next to him asked in surprise, "Xin'er, who's outside?"

The little girl looked Chu Zhao up and down and replied, "He is a handsome brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the shed. A disheveled woman poked her head out from inside. When she saw what Chu Zhao was wearing, a look of fear flashed in her eyes.

It's no wonder. After all, Anshan City has fallen into the hands of Western Chu. Chu Zhao's clothes are obviously extraordinary. His every move and gesture exudes the aura of a superior.

The powerful young man from Western Chu was a very dangerous existence to them.

"Greetings to this gentleman, I am honored to be here."

The woman came out and bowed, then protected her daughter behind her without making a sound. She looked at Chu Zhao and his party with a wary look on her face, and asked cautiously, "What can I do for you, my dear friends?"

Judging from the other party's etiquette and words, he is obviously a well-educated and well-mannered person.

Chu Zhao's eyes flashed with surprise, and he cupped his hands and said, "Madam, we passed by here and saw this... village was quite strange, so we came to take a look. My surname is Chu, and I wonder if Madam can help me solve my doubts?"

The woman opened her mouth and started coughing. She covered her mouth with her sleeve and coughed for a while before raising her head and asking, "What do you want to ask, Mr. Chu?"

"Who are you and why do you live here?"

A trace of suspicion flashed across the woman's eyes, and she said politely, "I am a commoner from Anshan City. After Anshan City was occupied by Western Chu, the new city lord drove us out. We had nowhere to go, so we had to settle down here."

Chu Zhao opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, a loud shout came from a distance.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?!"

Chu Zhao turned his head and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, about thirty years old, leading a group of men running towards him quickly.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly shouted: "Husband, don't be impulsive!"

After hearing the woman's shout, the man's expression of shock and anger faded. He brought a group of people to the shed and looked at Chu Zhao and his group in confusion.

Therefore, Chu Zhao had no choice but to repeat his self-introduction, then bowed and said, "Hello, brother."

The middle-aged man clasped his fists in return, but before he could say anything, a strong man suddenly shouted, "Sir, they are soldiers of the Western Chu Army."

As soon as these words were spoken, dozens of strong men instantly surrounded Chu Zhao and his group.

The accompanying guard was about to draw his sword, but seeing Chu Zhao shook his head, he had to put the sword back into the sheath.

Chu Zhao's expression remained unchanged. He still looked at the middle-aged man with a faint smile and said, "Brother, are you an official here?"

"I used to be the mayor of Anshan City." The middle-aged man nodded and sighed helplessly, "Now I am just an ordinary citizen. My surname is Lu, my given name is Zhi, and my courtesy name is Xinghuai."

The so-called city magistrate is actually the county magistrate.

When Chu Zhao heard the man's self-introduction, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"So it's Lord Lu. Xi Chu rewarded Lord Lu. Why did he end up like this?"

"There is indeed a reward, but..."

Lu Zhi paused and explained, "Half a month ago, Anshan County suddenly replaced the county magistrate and drove us out."

(End of this chapter)