Chapter 579

When the stones were lifted up, the soldiers quickly took Lin Shi's arm one by one and pulled the stones back together.

The stone suddenly blocked the entrance of the cave, and then there was a "Dong", the sound of the Imperial Army jumping down from above.

Lin Shiyi was about to collapse. With sweat on his forehead, he suddenly lay on the ground, panting and breathing.

"No one." A voice came from outside, inexplicable and displeased, "no one said. Come down and have a look! "

"Maybe some stone fell down. There are a lot of sand and stones on this bridge. It's normal for some stones to loosen. Why make such a fuss?"

One side of the Royal said unhappily, as if in a quarrel in general.

"Don't follow the emperor, the fire is too big, I don't want to find bad luck here!"

As they spoke, their voices grew farther and farther away.

The people inside were sweating, and their faces turned pale.

"Let's go!"

Lin Shiyi said in a low voice. Looking at his palm, his head was stained with blood and dust. When he moved left and right, he was in pain.

"How is Miss Lin?" Han Yu said aloud from the front.

This place is narrow, one person can pass, I don't know how long no one came, it's all dust.

They crawled cautiously. I don't know how long they walked before they saw that the road was becoming more spacious.

At the end of the walk, Lin Shiyi stepped forward and knocked on it.

As soon as he exerted his elbow, he lifted the top cover.

A heat wave rushed in, and everyone was startled.

"There's a fire outside!" Lin Shi said in a startled voice, jumped up and turned out of the cave.

Looking around, there was a cold light in his eyes.

The fire was blazing. The kitchen was deserted, but in the blazing fire, the smell of burning wood came to his face. The black smoke blurred his eyes. Lin Shiyi didn't turn his head and dodged.

Bow, but see a familiar corner.

The little eunuch with pale face, round eyes, wide mouth and frightened looking at everything in front of him was the last time Yu Wenzhao took care of his child when he brought him over.

Lin Shiyi couldn't bear it and sighed. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time. His body was stiff, half of his body was burnt, and the blood in the broken hole in his chest had solidified. He should have been passed through his heart.

"How many palace people did the emperor kill?" Han Yu looked sideways and sighed, "these are his people!"

"This is Lenggong, Hanyu. Where is the dungeon?" Lin Shiyi said in a low voice, if the emperor really takes them as his own people, how can he put down the fire?

"Come with me!" Han Yu's face turned pale. It was not the time to be sad. People were rushing forward in the fire.

I don't know what palace the fire came from. When people climbed up to the roof, the whole back palace had become a sea of fire, only some side halls had not been burned. But looking at the fire, I'm afraid it won't last long.

From time to time through the place, you can see the woman lying down.

He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore a gold hairpin. His face was frightened, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were staring at the sky, full of hatred and doubt.

They don't know, well, they will die one day.

"It's said that people will remember the last person they saw when they die. I hope those people deserve it." The soldier behind Lin Shiyi sighed and said in a low voice. After reading a Buddhist sentence, he felt frightened.

"Worse than going to war." The soldier was one of the soldiers in Pingwang's army. He said with emotion, "it's the enemy who killed on the battlefield. It's his own people who killed here!"

This is a sad remark.

Han Yu was familiar with the palace. When he arrived at the gate of the prison, he saw that the fire had not yet come.

It seems that everyone thought that the people inside couldn't run away, so they didn't set fire here.

Lin Shiyi swung the whip, forced to split the door and rushed down.

In the prison, there was a strong smell of blood, and there were still stumps discarded at will. Some of them were rotten, and some of them didn't last long.

Her stomach was tumbling. She didn't know what had happened. She said in a high voice, "General Yang!"

The voice reverberates in the big prison. All the prisoners in this place are death row prisoners. It seems that he Yusu is not threatening Yang Yu at all, but directly trying to destroy the Yang family.

After several shouts, she heard a faint voice.

With a trace of doubt and surprise, it came from afar.

Lin Shiyi rushed to see the dark dungeon, the squeaking sound of rats all over the ground, and the rampant reptiles. I don't know what it is.

A group of people lying on the ground, listening to the voice, one of them dressed in rags, with wounds on his body slowly got up.

The man was Yang Yu's father, the former general Biao Qi.

"General Yang!" Lin Shiyi looked around, looking at General Yang's surprised eyes, "I've come to help you out!"General Yang seemed a little unbelievable. He looked old and full of wounds. He opened his mouth and said in horror, "are you Are you Lin Shiyi

"It's too complicated. Let's leave this land of right and wrong first!" Lin Shiyi said in a low voice, looking at the iron rope - people have run away, naturally there is no key, but the iron rope has been rotten, it should be easy to open.

"You're not dead? But your father... " General Yang rubbed his eyes and still couldn't believe it.

After a while, Lin Shiyi was about to open the iron rope and quickly pushed the people around him.

"What's the matter?"

Mrs. Yang sat up in horror, and the child in her arms cried.

Three people gaped at Lin Shiyi, some incredible.

"Miss Lin, the horse is coming when it's on fire!" Han Yu came from outside, his face was a little blue, the taste here was disgusting, and inside were all limbs. I don't know how many people died.

"Where's the emperor?" All of a sudden, General Yang came back to see that there was no arrogant and domineering Imperial Army on the left and right, "how did you get in?"

"The emperor has run away." Lin Shi said without raising his head. He looked worried and hurt his hand. Now he can't hold the iron whip and his strength has weakened. He still can't open the last button.

"I'll do it!" Han Yu pulled out his sword and cut to the chain with a crackle. But after three or two times, he finally cut the chain open.

"The emperor ran away, killed all the people in the palace, and headed for Cangzhou. The western regions immediately invaded the capital."

The door of the prison rustled open, accompanied by a sudden explosion outside, bits and pieces of fire rushed into the door of the prison.

"No, the fire is coming. Let's go!"

Han Yu changed his face and cried out.

Lin Shi a surprised voice way, some panic, hurried in, helped Mrs. Yang up.

Looking at the child in her arms who can't walk, she quickly picked him up.

"My child!" Surprised, Mrs. Yang reached for it.

The child cried and was dumb.

"Madam, let Han Yu take it. Let's leave here first." Lin Shiyi said in a hurry. He couldn't bear to hear the child's voice.

"I But... " Mrs. Yang didn't know what had happened and what else she wanted to say, but she heard General Yang's serious voice.

"Hurry up, madam. Let's get out of this land of right and wrong first!"

Then he picked up the child and gave it to Han Yu.

Han Yu put the child behind him and helped him tightly with swaddling clothes. Then he rushed out with the cat on his waist.

Lin Shiyi helped Mrs. yang to walk, but she didn't expect her to walk a little bumpy.

"Some time ago, I hurt my leg..." Mrs. Yang low voice way, some helpless.

Lin picked up a meal, pondered for a moment, turned around and carried Mrs. Yang up.

Her palms were worn out and bloodstained. She held Mrs. Yang's thin clothes and left a blood mark.

Mrs. Yang's heart was tight, and her eyes widened. She lay on Lin Shiyi's thin back, and even felt that the bones on her back were clear.

But she was also the general's wife. At this moment, she still calmed down and sipped her lips.

They left the prison while the fire was still burning.

Not long after I went out, I heard a loud noise coming from behind.

Looking back, it was the burning locust tree that fell down and stood in front of the door.

"How close." In a low voice, Han Yu ran forward with the General Yang's children on his back.

"The cold palace has been burned. Now that the emperor is gone, we can go out through the side door."

Lin Shiyi gasps, breathes, and looks at the winding road ahead.

"Come with me." General Yang said in a deep voice, then led the people to pass by the path.

The palace is so big and the road is rugged. People are surrounded by it from left to right. They are in a hurry. The fire behind them seems to be chasing them.

Lin Shiyi didn't expect this fire to burn more than half of the Palace - he Yusu is really ready to give up the capital.

General Yang is familiar with the way, pushed open the small door, and everyone came out from behind the palace.

There are many side doors in the imperial palace. If it were not for people who are very familiar with the terrain, there would be no place.

After leaving the palace, the air outside was clear.

Lin Shiyi took a deep breath, released his hand, carefully put down Mrs. Yang, and squatted on the ground wearily.

The crowd stood outside, glancing at the silence.

At night, the imperial palace is ablaze with fire. When the people see it tomorrow, they are afraid that it will be a mess.

"Now you can tell me what's going on."

General Yang said in a deep voice, looking at his wife and son sitting safely on one side.

He clenched his fist and looked around with serious, hawk like eyes on his angular face, listening attentively."Why worry, general." Lin Shiyi said in a low voice, panting and breathing. He looked down at his painstaking palm and said, "it's not too late to talk when I go back."

"Our Yang mansion has been emptied. Where else can we go now?"

When General Yang talked about it, he was not only sad but also angry.

"Yu'er and huai'er are still in the frontier fortress. If you know..." Mrs. Yang wiped the corners of her eyes, murmured in a low voice, hugged the child tightly and sighed.