Chapter Thirty-Seven: Silla Going Offline and Chatting 12
With no money and no food, people still have a lot to live on.
This is the current situation of Oryang. Silla has undoubtedly reached a dead end at this time. Its dead end was forced by Baekje and Goguryeo. Years of war have depleted the vitality of the entire Silla. Now facing the Tang army, it is completely useless.
The power of resistance.
Yaliang cannot be defended.
Five days later, the city of Abliang was destroyed, Jin Yuxin committed suicide, and Jin Chunqiu died in battle. The Tang army and the surrendering army of Baekje went straight to Qieyehuo City. After hearing the news of the death of Jin Yuxin and Jin Chunqiu, the lord of Qieyehuo City surrendered and was willing to lead the way.
He led the Tang army to the foot of Jincheng.
Queen Jindeman of Silla actually knew everything. Ever since the Tang army attacked Silla, she had prepared for the worst. Therefore, after the Tang army besieged the city, she led the Silla aristocratic officials to surrender without even thinking. Jin Shuxuan
Instead of surrendering, he chose to commit suicide.
Regardless of whether the Kims and his son were powerful officials of Silla, one thing is undoubted. They did consider the issue from Silla's standpoint, and they had no intention of surrendering.
Therefore, after taking Jincheng, Xu Shiji ordered that the Jin family and his son be buried.
As the Tang army entered Jincheng, controlled the inside and outside of the city, and imprisoned all the noble officials and descendants of the Silla royal family, they declared the destruction of Silla.
"It's done!"
Xu Shiji and Li Junxian stood in the palace, looking at the map and laughing at each other.
This year, they finally completed the mission given by the saint.
Li Junxian said: "In my opinion, there will be a revival of this place in the future. I'm afraid we won't be able to go back for a while."
Xu Shiji nodded and said: "This time we marched too fast and destroyed the country too quickly. The people's support does not belong to us. Moreover, there are still many nobles of Silla and Baekje who have different aspirations and are on the run. Sooner or later, trouble will arise."
"We can only wait and see what the saint will do." Li Junxian said: "It was also so difficult when the grassland was leveled at the beginning of the year, but at that time, at least the grassland was afraid of me as a tiger and did not dare to cause trouble at will, and there were also grassland aristocrats.
Attachment, it was stable just now. Now, the land of Silla is different. If we destroy their country, they will definitely be resentful."
"No problem." Xu Shiji said: "Such sinners should be escorted to Chang'an and handed over to the saints for punishment."
"That's right, but I thought too much." Li Junxian laughed dumbly.
Having said that, both of them knew that it would take a lot of time to completely stabilize this place.
After all, the Tang army actually occupied this place, and the population of the three kingdoms of Goguryeo, Baekje, and Silla was not large at all.
When the winter moon was at its coldest, Li Junxian led some of his troops to escort the nobles, royal families, officials, and their families from Silla and Baekje back to Chang'an.
Xue Li and Qin Huaiyu are among them. Their performance in the war is remarkable and they have made a lot of small contributions. They will get some rewards after returning to Beijing. Gold, silver and jade are not what they are looking forward to most, because
The best thing they've got.
War experience!
Both of them were college graduates and were cared for by lieutenant generals in the army. During this year, they learned a lot of things that cannot be learned in books. More importantly, they have experience in combat, which cannot be learned in books.
Therefore, although they look forward to the saint's rewards, they do not dwell on them, but rather digest and comprehend their own experiences.
"Hiss, it's so cold." Xue Li wrapped up his winter clothes tightly, grabbed the reins, and said to Qin Huaiyu next to him: "Fortunately, Silla has been captured. Otherwise, I really don't know what the situation would be like at this point."
Qin Huaiyu led the horse, glanced past the prison car, nodded and said: "If the fight comes to this, we will have to stay here for the New Year."
"Forget it then, I want to go back."
"Why are you going back?" Qin Huaiyu showed a narrow smile on his face, "Tell me, do you want to have a tryst with that person?"
After nearly a year of traveling and fighting outside, Qin Huaiyu has become older and older. There are many wounds on his face, hands, and body, some from arrows and some from swords. In addition, because of the cold weather,
Because of this, his face was frozen in many places, and it looked like that.
Xue Li blushed and said nothing. Fortunately, the weather was cold and everyone's faces were red from the cold, otherwise Qin Huaiyu would have been able to see it.
"Tell me, how did you meet that person?" Qin Huaiyu said.
The two of them led a team of scouts to monitor the prison car from behind. They had two tasks. One was to prevent Silla and Baekje nobles from escaping, and the other was to prevent some Tang soldiers who did not follow the rules from making mistakes.
After all, the war was bitter and cold, and there was nowhere for men to release their blood. When they saw the captured noble women of Silla and Baekje, they would inevitably make mistakes.
Those female relatives were not something they could touch. They were all sent to Chang'an and handed over to His Majesty the Emperor. Among them, a very few of them with outstanding looks were singled out and imprisoned by Li Junxian to be dedicated to the saint.
Although Li Zhiyun has never issued such an order, it does not prevent his subordinates from delving into this method of pleasing the emperor.
But the problem is that the prison car is very tightly guarded, and the weather is so cold, escaping at this time is courting death. That's why Qin Huaiyu and Xue Li took their horses for a walk and chatted.
"Ahem, don't talk about Huaiyu, it's inappropriate." Xue Li was rarely embarrassed.
The more he said this, the more curious Qin Huaiyu became, so he tried his best to finally make Xue Li reluctantly speak, telling some insignificant interactions between himself and that person in the past.
After listening, Qin Huaiyu was very envious and couldn't help but recall the tragic incident of his death in Chang'an Society.
"Huaiyu, I remember that you seemed to admire His Highness Jinyang." Xue Li said.
Qin Huaiyu nodded generously. Everyone in Chang'an knew about this matter. There was no need to hide it. Although it was not very honorable, there was no need for him to avoid it now. After going out to fight, he gradually understood how stupid he was before.
Xue Li said thoughtfully: "That person actually told me about His Highness Jinyang."
"What's going on?" Qin Huaiyu asked hurriedly.
Xue Li said: "It's nothing. I just want to say that His Highness Jinyang was amused by your arrogant words."
Qin Huaiyu felt relieved inexplicably after hearing this, "That's okay."
Xue Li gave him a strange look, but didn't say anything. In fact, he himself felt very lucky to be valued by His Highness Yongning. Otherwise, why would he be so lucky to go out with the army this time? Furthermore, he knew even more,
Without His Majesty's care and supervision of his studies, he might not have been able to get into college.
He could not understand Qin Huaiyu's thoughts. The Qin family had a strict upbringing, and Qin Qiong was a stern old father. Qin Huaiyu had been educated with sticks since he was a child, rarely indulged in indulgence, and had a simple mind.
After admiring His Highness Jinyang, it was a bit too much to say that he didn't miss the meal, but it was true that he was depressed about lovesickness. After experiencing social death, Qin Huaiyu found that what he feared most was not being laughed at when he went out, but the person who hated him.
"Drag it down!"
A sound interrupted the chat between the two, and following the sound, they saw a Baekje nobleman freezing to death in a prison car. Tang army soldiers dragged him out, dug a hole and buried him on the spot.
Before it was placed, it must have been set on fire, but in this weather, how to set it on fire, the only option was to bury it on the spot and pull it down.
"Sigh." Xue Li shook his head and said, "I think he was a decent person in his lifetime."
"What's the point of being decent?" Qin Huaiyu said disdainfully: "My father once said that those who disobey our government are all barbarians, and death is not a pity."
The disciples of Wu Xun have always regarded the words of the saints as their guideline. Li Zhiyun said that except for the Tang people, everyone else was barbarian, so in their eyes, that was the case.