The rich and powerful families in black clothes, represented by Wang and Xie, formed a long-standing noble family in the remaining mountains and waters of the Southern Jin Dynasty.
The so-called aristocratic families, whose children rely on their worldly wealth and aristocratic careers to serve as ministers, have never grown larger and larger, making them look down upon the common people of the Han people. Even if they are the emperor, like Sima Yao, they can be awarded officials and titles for the Han people. They cannot be named nobles.
Just because the inheritance of the family from generation to generation cannot be changed by an imperial edict.
For aristocratic families, as long as the family's transcendent and outstanding status can be preserved, it doesn't matter who the emperor is today. The children of the noble clan only care about the extension and interests of the family, and they don't care about the rise and fall of the dynasty.
Since the appearance of Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders and Tian Jun, it is the Jin Dynasty royal family that has been worried, not his aristocratic family.
But no one would have thought that the noble clan, which had nothing to do with them and didn't care, would be massacred by the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry and Tianjun, whom they were not very worried about.
In just one night, all the wealthy families in Wuyi Lane, except for the Wang family and Xie family from Jinyang, Taiyuan, were razed to the ground.
No one knows why Tianjun did this, and the noble clans also don't know how they offended the god of death.
The so-called wealthy family in black clothes can now only be called the ghost land of the underworld.
"Your Majesty, make the decision for me!"
"Your Majesty, please make the decision for our family!"
"The forty-eight members of the Lu family, the old minister, have all been murdered by thieves. Now I am the only one left in the Lu family, the old minister. Your Majesty! The thieves should be punished, they should be punished!"
In the Qinzheng Hall, Jin Emperor Sima Yao was seated on a dragon chair, and he heard the endless wails and screams in the hall. He didn't hear a word of it, as if he was completely unaware of it.
If anyone is the most frightened at this moment, it is none other than his emperor Sima Yao.
Last night, Yan Yunshiba entered the city on horseback, and the news reached the palace half an hour ago. Sima Yao stayed up all night, and the fear in his heart only increased with every half hour.
Just because of the news that reached the palace, Sima Yao almost fainted from fright.
First, his half-brother Sima Daozi was killed, and then the royal family Sima Shangzhi and Sima Xiuzhi died. Naturally, he didn't care about the aristocratic family, but he didn't know when the god of murder would break into the forbidden palace. Even his The Emperor of the Jin Dynasty did not let him go either.
There are now eight thousand forbidden troops on guard in the palace, and there are even three thousand guards guarding the left and right sides. But how can these mere tens of thousands of people stop the so-called "Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun" and the "unparalleled killing god"? Jun? !
Fu Jian's million-strong Di Qin army did not stop him!
Suddenly, Sima Yao asked: "Can Xie Anke come to court?"
The hall was silent for a moment, and then the visitor responded: "Your Majesty, Duke An has not yet ascended to the throne."
Sima Yao's face tightened, Chen Jun Yuan Yuezhi walked out hurriedly and said: "Your Majesty, the Xie family has rebelled."
Sima Yao said loudly: "What did you say?"
Yuan Yuezhi said solemnly: "The thief Yanyun Shiba rode into our Jiankang last night, and the guard was Xie Xuan, who had just returned to the court. It was Xie Xuan who opened the city gate and led the thief into the city. The aristocratic family was in trouble last night. The Xie family has evil intentions, and the Xie family has become a rebel and rebel party in our Jin Dynasty."
These words made Sima Yao even more miserable, as if all hope had been taken away.
Seven or eight court officials also walked out and began to complain bitterly about the Xie family's crimes of rebellion.
The reason why these people survived was because they did not return home last night, thus avoiding the danger of death.
The more Sima Yao listened, the more horrified he became. Just when he was about to interrupt the ministers, a guard broke in from outside the palace and shouted: "Your Majesty, a thief... a thief has broken into the palace."
A cold air swept through the Qinzheng Hall, and Sima Yao said in horror: "Here they are... they are really... really here."
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The Great Inner Forbidden Palace is located in the north of Jiankang City. The south gate of the palace is the Great Sima Gate. From the Great Sima Gate to the Xuanyang Gate at the south gate of the outer city, there is a two-mile long imperial road.
At this moment, a group of people had passed through Xuanyang Gate and arrived at the royal road in front of Da Sima Gate.
Horse hooves trampled, and a group of people and horses slowly advanced along the royal road...
They have scimitar swords and silver spears, they have black scarves and masks, they have cold clothes and silver armor, they carry bows and arrows on their backs, they are the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.
Two miles away in front of them were eight thousand imperial troops and three thousand guards.
People are like the tide, spears are like forests, knives are like mountains, and arrows are like sea. Facing more than ten thousand people and horses, the Eighteen Horsemen move forward resolutely without any hurry or slowness.
The name of Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry is already a ferocious name, so the guards of the imperial army naturally know what kind of army they are in front of.
The silver spear reflects the scorching sun, the cold light shines on the iron clothes, the evil spirit and murderous intent of the Eighteen Cavalry, the majesty and terror of the Eighteen Cavalry are definitely beyond what anyone can imagine.
Although it was the first time for the Imperial Guards to see this group of people, they were almost overwhelmed by their might as they gradually advanced.
They could not imagine what kind of enemies they would face. Except for the dead souls, no one could understand what they were feeling at this moment.
With only one mile to go, the boss Wang Kai shouted softly: "Kill!"
The horse neighs, the gun is raised, galloping!
Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry were so fast that they seemed to be invisible to an army of ten thousand people.
The Imperial Army was suddenly in chaos, and someone shouted loudly: "Fire the arrows, fire the arrows quickly!"
Boo hoo hoo...
A shrill sound broke through the sky, and countless arrows shot out, as fast as the wind and as dense as rain.
The Eighteen Cavalrymen pushed hard, and the silver spears were swung instantly, just like the remaining light from thousands of directions shining in the sky.
In the crisp trembling body, the rain of arrows fell into pieces one by one...
Many powerful arrows disappeared at the first touch, the arrow light was swept away, the arrows shattered and disintegrated, the dazzling spear light lingered, and the strong wind suddenly overflowed.
It had no effect, all the arrows were blocked, and the Eighteen Cavalry also rushed into the crowd at this moment.
The guns were drawn out and the swords were raised, and they submerged into the crowd, weaving left and right in the forest of guns and knives. The guns and flowers were displayed, the swords were shining, the blood was flying, and the heads were falling.
The light of the gun and the sword flashed uncertainly, and the sound of the blade of the gun being separated from the body sounded one after another.
In just a split second, the Eighteen Cavalrymen immediately stirred up a frightening energy.
Their spear skills are fierce and domineering, their sword skills are unparalleled, and they are killing people every moment. Eighteen people swept away, as straight as a sickle cutting grass. The imperial guards were guarded layer by layer, falling down and flying out one after another.
Screams, screams, and panicked shouts resounded throughout the entire palace.
The emperor and the ministers in the Qinzheng Palace had faintly heard the noise outside the palace, and everyone looked frightened.
There were only about 10,000 soldiers in the palace. Facing the so-called "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun" who were called gods and demons, even though they had a slight chance of luck in their hearts, they did not dare to gamble with their own lives.
Almost everyone had the idea of escape.
Wang Tanzhi, the Prime Minister of the Left, added: "The devil has an excessive reputation for evil, so please, Your Majesty..."
Before he finished speaking, the door of the political affairs hall suddenly opened wide!
In the eyes of everyone, he was surrounded by the breeze, dressed in white clothes as new, not stained by any dust, his figure was elegant and agile, and he appeared in the air.
But when he saw the man with white hair and white clothes, a calm face, and a pair of eyes looking at himself, seeming to be smiling, all the sounds stopped instantly, even the breathing could not help but stop.
