"Someone...come...why is there no one? Why..." In the empty palace, a voice sounded like a plea, but there was no response. The room was so dark, because of the power outage, the lights on the roof were all gone.
It went out.
In order to prevent shells from hitting the windows, the windows were sealed with sandbags. The room was dark with only some light coming through the gaps.
Struggling to get up from the soft bed, Zhao Ji felt that his body was no longer his own. His body was covered with abscesses and he looked like a zombie.
In the past, he could barely maintain a human appearance by relying on the medicines obtained from the Tang Empire. Now most of those medicines have been exhausted, and the rest have lost their effect, so he no longer looks like a human being.
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It was like a fierce ghost struggling in his room. He almost used all his strength to sit up from the smelly bed.
He could only sit up because he really didn't have any more strength. The pain in his body was unbearable, and it was extremely uncomfortable to even say a word.
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!" He shouted angrily, but his voice did not spread far in the empty room.
As a former city lord's palace, this place was not that big at all, but because there was no one there, the shouts actually had some echoes.
"Where have all the people died?" Zhao Ji became angry, but his shouts were muffled by the sound of cannons outside. The whole building seemed to be shaking from the sound of cannons, and he was almost at the end of his rope.
A woman walked into the room cautiously. She put down the washbasin in her hand, walked to Zhao Ji, and said softly: "Your Majesty!"
Looking at the maid who had been following him from the imperial capital, Zhao Ji raised his hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. Don't get me wrong, he just couldn't control his saliva anymore.
"Where is Princess Zhao?" Zhao Ji weakly asked about the woman he liked most after coming to Caili.
"Your Majesty, Princess Zhao is dead." The maid replied silently: "A few days ago you gave her to the generals guarding the city... Those people were so rude that Princess Zhao lost her temper in the middle of the night after she came back.
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"..." Zhao Ji thought for a long time and couldn't remember how he gave his beloved concubine to others for enjoyment that day.
His illness caused him to suffer from memory loss and he was so confused that he could not remember what he had done. Recently, his condition had worsened to the point that he himself could not even remember why he came to the city of Caili.
In his limited memory, he should be the emperor of the Great China Empire and should enjoy the worship of thousands of people in the imperial capital.
It is a pity that now, there is not even a waiter by his side, only a maid is still here, who can talk to him.
"Where is Princess Zhang?" After Zhao Ji was silent for a few seconds, his brain that had almost stopped working finally thought of another beauty.
This Princess Zhang was even the wife of a businessman in Caili. Zhao Ji discovered this woman when he was searching for beauties in the city a few months ago and snatched her away.
The maid sighed and continued: "Your Majesty, Princess Zhang was sentenced to death by you half a month ago."
After the other party was occupied, she cried all day long. Zhao Ji killed her when he was unhappy. As for the businessman, his whole family was arrested and executed.
Zhao Ji was silent again, as if the CPU in his head had crashed. After a short silence, his short-circuited little brain finally stopped worrying about the woman: "Where is General Li Mingshun? Where is he?"
"My servant doesn't know either..." Speaking of this, the maid is not sure. After all, she is just a maid, and it is impossible to know where Li Mingshun, who was supposed to be stationed outside Caili City, is now.
In fact, just one day ago, Li Mingshun, who was supposed to lead his army to fight hard outside Caili City, led about 30,000 elite soldiers to surrender to Zhao Yu's troops.
They had all been contacted before, so the surrender process went very smoothly. It was not until this morning that the other defenders discovered that the general commanding them could no longer be contacted.
It was precisely because of Li Mingshun's sudden surrender that chaos suddenly broke out in the city, so that Zhao Ji... didn't even have a single guard around him.
They all ran away! Some took advantage of the chaos to escape from the city lord's palace, and some were searching the gold, silver and jewelry in the warehouse with the rebels. In short, everyone was very busy, but the only one who couldn't remember was the one who only had a name.
The sick emperor is dead.
"Outside...outside...cough cough cough!" Zhao Ji wanted to ask how it was outside, but he started coughing halfway through asking. His health was already so bad that even he knew he would die soon.
To the extent that it is.
"It's chaos outside. There are soldiers robbing things. There are tanks parked on the street... There are gunshots everywhere. Some people say that thieves have entered the city." The maid had seen the world and spoke in a relatively orderly manner.
When Zhao Ji heard that Zhao Yu's troops had entered the city, he coughed violently again. His mouth suddenly felt sweet and he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
Looking at the bright red blood on the quilt, Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment. When he figured out that it was his own vomited blood, he fell uncontrollably on the bed.
He looked at the ceiling, not knowing what to say to a maid. Suddenly he laughed, as if he remembered something happy.
While vomiting blood, he kept laughing wildly. The blood flowed from the corner of his mouth to the pillow, fainted little by little, and dyed it red.
The maid walked to his bedside and looked down at the Emperor of the Great China Empire with pity. She did not speak, as if she was waiting for something.
She had been taught to be loyal to the royal family since she was a child. When the emperor's life came to an end, she felt that she had an obligation to watch him finish this absurd life.
"The enemy has entered the city! The enemy has entered the city!" In the distance, someone shouted desperately, the sound of gunfire could already be heard, and the sound of artillery seemed to hit the entire decaying empire.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't shoot! We surrender! We surrender!" A crying voice shouted, as if the enemy in the distance was getting closer.
Not long after, the door to this room was kicked open with force, and with the creaking sound of the door, a group of heavily armed Dahua soldiers rushed in.
Each of these soldiers wears an M3 steel helmet. It can be seen from this helmet that they are all Zhao Yu's troops...or in other words, the so-called Dahua orthodox troops now.
The leading officer saw the maid standing by the window at a glance. He signaled the soldiers following him to be quiet, and then walked to the bedside with a pistol in hand.
The putrid smell swept through his nose, and he subconsciously covered his nose with his hand. He saw blood all over the bed, and a dead body lying on the bed.
The corpse was shriveled and pale, and the bloody sores on his face were shocking to see. The house was filled with a disgusting smell of decay, as if countless salted fish and rotten meat were piled here.
"Is he Zhao Ji?" The officer asked, holding back the feeling of despair for his own future.
"Yes, he is Zhao Ji, the Emperor of the Great China Empire..." the maid looked at the corpse on the bed and sighed.
Not bothering to correct the maid's statement, the officer motioned to the soldiers behind him to come up and collect the body. As a result, several soldiers couldn't help but vomited after lifting the quilt.
In the end, I had no choice but to wrap Zhao Ji's body in a sheet and find a stretcher. Then I managed to get the stinking body out of the room.
Zhao Ji, the former Crown Prince of the Great China Empire who had competed with Zhao Yu for the throne for two years, died of illness in bed one minute before he was captured.
He was not very successful in his life, but at the end of his life he became extremely arrogant and extravagant. In the months before his death, he did a series of ridiculous things, which left him with a bad reputation in history.
In fact, because of Zhao Yu's existence, he didn't even have a posthumous title. Zhao Yu directly denied Zhao Ji in terms of legality, so that the prince would always be just a deposed prince in official records.
On the same day that Zhao Ji died of illness, Zhao Jie's troops took over Shu, establishing contact with Qin. And Li Mingshun, whom he had been wooing, finally chose Zhao Yu.
After all, the battle between Zhao Jie and Li Mingshun in the Imperial Capital was Li Mingshun's heart. He could not admit that his choice to fight Zhao Jie in the Imperial Capital was wrong, so he could only choose Zhao Yu, who made him more comfortable.
Zhao Yu, who waited until Li Mingshun surrendered, also successfully captured Caili. Now the chaotic civil war in the Dahua Empire has changed from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms to a struggle between the north and the south. Zhao Yu, who has the advantage of population resources in the northern territory, is facing off against those who control the southern region.
Zhao Jie.
Three days later, Qin's troops entered Kangrao, the capital of Shu. The defenders of Kangrao surrendered without a fight and laid down their weapons. Their choice protected the integrity of Kangrao and also preserved hundreds of factories near Kangrao.
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The Qin troops also kept their promise and did not embarrass the civilians and merchants of Shu. After entering Kangrao, they did not burn, kill or loot, and even showed an aura of no crime.
Kangrao was occupied by the Qin army, which also marked the complete destruction of Shu, a country that had existed for hundreds of years. What is strange is that until Kangrao surrendered and Shu was overthrown, the important leader of Shu, Liu Jing, did not appear again.
Pass.
He disappeared, and was last seen in his own office. Then the leader of the Shu Kingdom disappeared, neither alive nor dead.
What is strange is that the Qin State has no intention of arresting Liu Jing, and the Tang Empire has not made any move to find this person. It is as if no one cares whether Liu Jing is still alive.
After Qin occupied Shu, Emperor Qin Yingduo became a genuine emperor: at least in terms of land area, his Great Qin could be called an empire.
