The Return of the Demon

Five days later, there were no poor people in the Nanyue Imperial City, because everyone was equally poor.

Ning Chen treated everyone equally, leaving only a fig leaf for them, whether they were dignitaries or ordinary people.

This was the Nanyue Imperial City, a place where power and wealth were concentrated.

In the end, the grain looted was nearly three million shi, or so.

Gold, silver, treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and precious books filled more than a hundred carriages.

In addition, there were some metals, such as the best iron and copper, which filled more than thirty carriages.

The carriages in the entire imperial city were looted, which was barely enough.

Ning Chen asked and found that there were still empty carriages.

The carriages couldn't go back empty... So, all the furniture made of precious wood was packed up and taken away, such as the emperor's dragon chair. Although the dragon chair in the Shengtian Temple was destroyed by him, the dragon chairs in other places were still there, and the queen's phoenix throne was packed up and taken away.

Ning Chen rode on his beloved Diao Chan, playing with two... Dongzhu in his hand.

Each of these Dongzhu is the size of a table tennis ball and is very rare.

These were looted from the Nanyue Palace, filling up a whole box. Ning Chen took two and played with them.

He smiled brightly as he watched the soldiers packing gold and silver treasures and loading them into the truck.

Ning Chen couldn't help laughing out loud. He turned his head and asked Feng Qizheng, "What do you think Kang Luo would do if he knew his home was stolen?"

Feng Qizheng chuckled and said, "He would definitely explode on the spot and at least vomit three liters of blood."

Ning Chen shrugged, "It's a pity that I can't see Kang Luo's wonderful expression and helpless rage.

By the way, send someone to tell Qin Qiao and Yuan Long to go to the Nanyue Imperial City at 11:00 tomorrow morning."

Feng Qizheng said, "I think we should rob for a few more days... It's only been five days. The Nanyue people must have hidden a lot of good things. Rob for a few more days and find them all and pack them up and take them away."

Ning Chen rolled his eyes at him. How could he not know this?

A cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Those dignitaries and noble families must have several secret rooms to hide things.

Daxuan should have only robbed the surface, and those people must have hidden a lot of good things.

But five days is the limit, we can't stay any longer, otherwise something might happen.

Ning Chen said: "The emperor of Nanyue has escaped. If the cities of Nanyue receive the news and the army gathers, plus we have been burning, killing and looting in the past few days, the emotions of the Nanyue people have reached the edge of an explosion, and it is very likely that there will be a civil uprising.

We have to protect these materials, prevent civil uprisings, and fight the Nanyue army... We don't have enough troops.

We have gained too much this time, but when we go back, we have to borrow the passage from Gaoliguo. There is no guarantee that Gaoliguo will not be greedy, so our soldiers cannot have casualties, and we have to keep them to deter Gaoliguo.

We have won this battle, so there is no need to take such a risk. Let's send the things back to Daxuan safely first."

Feng Qizheng nodded as if he understood, and then sent someone to find Qin Qiao, Yuan Long and others to convey Ning Chen's order.

Ning Chen turned around and rode back.

Suddenly, Diao Chan let out a neigh, irritable and restless.

Ning Chen glanced at the alley next to him and frowned slightly, "Here they come again!"

Feng Qizheng understood, "Ning'an Army, prepare your muskets."

Footsteps sounded in the alley.

One after another, figures holding sharp blades walked briskly.

There were also people climbing walls and running on roofs and walls.

These people were very skilled.

Their goal was clear, they were heading for Ning Chen.

These people should be Jianghu people from Nanyue.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

Arrows shot at Ning Chen with the sound of breaking through the air.

A cold light flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed.

Clang clang clang!!!

The sound of metal clashing was harsh, and sparks flew everywhere.

All arrows were blocked by Ning Chen.

Bang bang bang!!!

The harsh sound of muskets rang out, and the killers around fell to the ground one after another.

The assassins on the roof and the wall fell down like dumplings with the sound of gunfire.

Ning Chen looked indifferent.

This was not the first time for this assassination.

Since the second day he entered the Nanyue Imperial City, he encountered assassinations almost every day.

Yesterday alone, he encountered three times.

Once during the day and twice at night, which made him sleep poorly.

Not only him, but also generals such as Yuan Long, Qin Qiao, and Lei An had been assassinated.

Soon, the gunfire stopped.

Most of them were killed, and a small number were injured and lost their mobility.

Ning Anjun stepped forward to make up the knife, and no one was left alive!

This was just a small-scale assassination, which was quickly quelled.

Back to the Nanyue Palace, Ning Chen prepared to rest early, as he had to travel a long distance tomorrow.

It was difficult to rest well during the march.

As for the assassination, Ning Chen didn't take it seriously at all and had long forgotten it.

......

The next day, at Mao time, that is, six o'clock in the morning.

The army was ready to go.

Ning Chen led his men out of the Nanyue Palace.

The Shengtian Palace, which symbolized the concentration of the highest power in Nanyue, was on fire and billowing black smoke.

There were also several other places, with flames and black smoke.

Ning Chen not only ordered the removal of the Shengtian Palace, but also some very important places, such as the emperor's bedroom, which were all burned down by Ning Chen's order.

Moreover, when Ning Chen left, he wrote a poem on the gate of the palace:

The phoenix pavilion and dragon tower are connected to the sky, the jade trees and branches are like mist and vines, how many times have you seen war?

The most hurried day to leave the temple, the music hall still played the farewell song, and the palace maids shed tears.

This poem was sent by Ning Chen to the Emperor of Nanyue, mocking him for abandoning the city and fleeing, not even wanting the palace that symbolizes the imperial power, and not even returning to the ancestral temple. He had lost all the face of his ancestors, and now he could only cry secretly to the palace maids around him like a stray dog.

He wanted to nail the Emperor of Nanyue to the pillar of shame in history, which was even more of a mockery of the entire Nanyue royal family.

Ning Chen pointed to the calligraphy he left on the gate of the palace and asked Kang Baobao, who was wearing handcuffs and shackles, "I heard that Princess Kang is proficient in poetry and songs. Why don't you comment on this poem of mine? What do you think?"

Kang Baobao's face was extremely ugly. Ning Chen was simply killing people and hurting their hearts.

Ning Chen laughed loudly, with a flamboyant attitude, and waved his hand: "Let's go and join the army."

Ning Chen led his men to the front of the army.

The war horses neighed and the battle flags fluttered.

The carts of spoils formed a long dragon.

Ning Chen divided the Ning'an Army into two parts.

Yuan Long led 5,000 people and walked in front of the team.

Lei An led 5,000 people and followed at the back.

The Mo Dao Army patrolled back and forth.

This batch of supplies was too much, enough to arouse the greed of a country, so it must be protected.

More than 10,000 South Vietnamese prisoners served as coolies.

The Southern Border Army guarded.

With Ning Chen's order, the army set out.

It took a day for this long team to withdraw from the Nanyue Imperial City.

Because there were too many spoils of war, the marching speed could not be accelerated at all.

The people of the Nanyue Imperial City cried with joy!

These robbers finally left.

However, when they looked at the palace shrouded in flames and black smoke, they could not laugh.

The capital of a country was looted, the emperor was scared away, and the palace was burned... Shame, a great shame!