In the direction of the prince's mansion, the sound of killing was still shook the sky, and the palace was full of fire. Lin Hu excitedly suggested to Zhao Xing: "Master, we should take advantage of the victory to chase and annihilate the remaining enemies, and take the opportunity to lift the prince's siege.

Zhao Xing gave him a look: "What do you know? Let them fight for a while more to be in our interests." Then he looked at Lin Hu who was like a fool and ordered: "What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and find a torch and set fire along the street."

Lin Hu looked at the surrounding houses and reminded Ai Ai: "This is the capital, and it is all the houses of the people."

Zhao Xing despised Lin Hu's bad guy: "This is the capital of Zhongshan, not mine, this is the people of Zhongshan, nor is it us Zhao people. Besides, look at these dilapidated streets, which are uneven. We burned them in a fire to promote their urban appearance and formal construction. Otherwise, if forced demolition in the future will be a waste of time."

Lin Hu was speechless.

Zhao Xing ignored him, took a torch handed over by his subordinates, wrapped his face with a flag from the Sima family thrown on the ground, looked at the terrified eyes behind a window, and shouted in the accent of the Zhongshan people: "Everyone comes out, follow our Sima family, kill the King of Zhongshan. By then, Lao Zhou will become the king and be your general."

The pair of terrified and trembling asked: "Has the Sima family rebelled?"

Zhao Xing nodded firmly: "Yes, we are going to kill the king. By the way, do you support our Sima family or support the king?"

The frightened eyes hesitated for a moment, and then the light of loyalty flashed: "The Master taught that the king and his subjects are in charge of the rule. No matter how wrong the king is, the ministers cannot rebel. As the saying goes, the king lets his ministers die, but the ministers have to die."

Zhao Xing nodded comfortably: "Okay, Confucianism has become so deeply rooted in people's hearts, so I'm relieved. However, it is your thoughts that are very unfavorable to my family, so I want to burn your house to punish you." Then he kindly reminded: "Why don't you run away quickly and convey the rebellion of our family and your loyalty to your neighbors."

The man nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, I should convey your disloyalty to more people, and then we will organize and fight you."

Zhao Xing watched him escape and rushed into the street, jumping up and down to call on the people, and threw the torch in his hand on his thatched house: "It's better to spend ten days and half a month in a mess, that's a real good show."

One fire after another was lit, and one group after another, trying to avoid waiting and watch the people were driven out on the streets by the fire. They were originally a group of humble blind followers who could not control their destiny, but now they have their own ideas and know who they should oppose.

Opposing the Sima family was not only inspired by the scholars with wide robes and big sleeves, but more importantly, the Sima family burned their houses and their possessions, made them penniless, and left them homeless. The Sima family was their enemy.

The fierceness in the hearts of the people of Zhongshan and their distinctive grudges made them pick up swords and guns, and they killed the Sima family, the enemy who destroyed their family.

Sima Zhou, who was in the middle of the dispatch, had been prepared carefully. The war was very smooth at the beginning, but he never expected that the Zhao clan whom he thought should be easily solved would kill his proud son and nephew Simali in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, he killed his five thousand troops.

This result made Sima Zhou truly feel the ability of this stinger in Zhao State: "No matter whether my turmoil is successful or not, I will get rid of this stinger, whether it is for our family or for this Zhongshan State."

"Sima Go, you immediately reorganize the defeated soldiers and kill the sect again. No matter what happens, you must come back to see me with his head."

Sima Qian immediately answered the order loudly: "Now."

As a result, he had not yet begun to rectify the panic-losing soldiers. On the streets, there were countless people holding weapons in their hands. Under the leadership of the militia, the soldiers, or officials of all sizes, shouting from all directions: "Kill the traitors and kill Lao Zhou" and came like a tide.

These people are soldiers. They are used to joining the conscript and participating in the battle. They are used to automatically forming teams and forming teams according to the conscript.

Although they do not have chariot soldiers as the core commander now, they have officials at all levels as the core, and many noble scholars as the core. They share the same hatred of the enemy, and they fight toward the enemy who burns their houses and makes them homeless without hesitation.

Faced with such a situation, a calm Sima Zhou was also confused because his confidence in launching this war was that he believed that he occupied the hearts of the people.

The King's House was indeed smart and capable in the past few years, and he worked hard to make the people loved it.

But since the great victory in the battle of Yan, he defeated the invading Zhao State, making Zhongshan Wangcuo proud and arrogant. He began to feast for victory, cast various ritual vessels to worship ancestors and gods, sing and dance for victory, and recruit beauties from all over the world for victory. At the same time, in order to have a tomb that matches his great achievements, he began to build a tomb that his ancestors had never had before, and began to plunder the world's gold jewelry and jewelry to be buried with him.

Now Wangcuo has lost all the people's hearts.

And he, the dignified Lao Zhou, had the contribution to the strong Zhongshan, the contribution to the thirty cities of Zhongshan, the efforts to resist the invasion of Zhao people and the victory of houses, and the kindness of compassionate with the people and pleading for the people. He believed that as long as he raised his arms and called on him, the people of the world could follow him to overthrow the tyrant. At least, the people of the world should be observant.

However, all this seems to be wrong. The people suddenly turned against themselves and attacked themselves. What was going on?

In fact, he didn't know that the people of Zhongshan now have already agreed with the Confucian idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor and no longer admire heroes.

Sima Zhou was about to stand up and explain to the people.

But just in this short time when he was hesitating and confused.

Sima Qiang, the most decisive young generation outstanding man in the Sima family, showed his talent without hesitation. After he tidied up the three or four thousand newly rectified family soldiers, he then issued an order to suppress the rebellious people.

The family armed forces put family interests first in everything. They dare not kill Zhao Xing and others, but they still have the ambition to kill these people.

So, after hurriedly calming their minds, they raised their spears in their hands and killed the people who were swarming in.

It was just a blink of an eye, on the long street, the Sima family armed forces and the angry people who lost their homes started a fierce battle.
Chapter completed!