Tonight's Chang'an is destined to be a sleepless night. Even if the lights are turned off, the frightened heart cannot sleep. I don't know how many people are in the dark, with their eyes facing each other, or whispering their own wits.

Of course, they could only talk about one thing, that is, the bombardment of Chang'an by the Mingming Airship during the day. The lies that the Qi court tried their best to wrap up were already shattered when the Mingming Airship appeared at the head of Chang'an.

It turns out that war can be like this! Chang'an people always feel chill when they think about the daytime things. They are too far away from the war. Over the years, there has only been a time when the Tang Dynasty fell apart more than a hundred years ago. The recent coup was also a few years ago, but it was all internal problems. It has actually not had a great impact on Chang'an City as a whole and the people of Chang'an. It was amazing that they were just a change of loyalty to an emperor.

From then on, war will no longer be divided into front and rear, and Chang'an is no longer a safe place. At any time, the enemy's airships may come again. The capital is no longer a guarantee, but rather another threat, because compared to other places, its goal is too big.

In fact, these people have thought too much. Now the Ming Dynasty is thousands of mountains and rivers across Chang'an, and such conquests cannot be organized anytime and anywhere. Of course, if the Ming Dynasty entered Qi State and narrowed the distance with Chang'an, such an attack could be initiated at any time.

The greater significance of this long-distance bombing was that it caused the people of Qi to have great doubts about their court.

Haven’t you always said that the Chinese people are not our opponents? Why are they now shooting and using such bizarre weapons?

Didn’t you say that we should save money and supply the army and build weapons to create a world of harmony? We did this, but what did you do with everyone’s hard-earned money?

Once the feeling of suspicion and distrust arises, it will become bigger and bigger like a snowball, and will eventually make Daqi, the already overwhelmed dilapidated ship, add one big hole after another, thereby accelerating the process of sinking.

Humans are very strange creatures. When everyone feels that there is still hope and that if you add another force, you can get a good result, everyone will not be stingy to give all their strength. The purpose of doing this is nothing more than hoping to get more rewards after the final victory. However, once you find that all your investment is thrown into the water, you can't even hear a sound. The so-called reward is even more like the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water, most people will think about their own way of retreat, and if you want to leave some hope for yourself at the last moment, you will think about hiding something.

When such behavior begins, it will slowly become out of control.

After all, people are essentially selfish creatures. Although the emergence of morality began to restrain people's behavior in the process of historical development, and morality also gave birth to fearless and righteous heroes, such heroes are only a very small number of heroes after all. And even fewer people who are called heroes finally succeed.

Therefore, heroes are rare things, and every time they appear, they will be worshipped by people.

But ninety percent of people are just ordinary people. You cannot use the standards of heroes to ask secular people to follow. You can set an example and use your own actions to influence the people around you, but you cannot force others to do this. If anyone dares to do this, the final outcome will be that it will be completely overturned by those who he hopes to transform.

Cao Yun sat cross-legged in front of the ruins. The Zhengda Guangming Hall had been completely destroyed. At this moment, there was still a burning fire. The stone slabs in the square in front of the hall were still hot in such cold weather. Cao Yun sat on these stone slabs that were still warm and stared at the burning Zhengda Guangming Hall. Around him, countless soldiers stood solemnly, and no one dared to come forward to disturb him.

The civil and military ministers were now like they were lost, standing behind the emperor with a dejected voice, and occasionally could hear low crying sounds.

This is a despair and helpless expression. Cao Yun doesn't like it very much, but at this moment he has no idea of ​​punishing these crying people, because in the face of such a situation, he is helpless. Since he cannot come up with an effective way to curb such a thing happening again, he feels that he has no confidence to denounce these ministers who have exposed his weakness.

The sound of rapid footsteps came and walked to Cao Yun, standing with his head down, but without saying anything.

"What's the matter?" Cao Yun asked in a low voice.

"Report to Your Majesty, someone came to report to the Prime Minister, and he was no longer here." The palace chief and eunuch Yu Lu said in a low voice.

Cao Yun took a deep breath and stood up suddenly.

"Blessings never come, but misfortune never comes alone!" He looked up at the sky, "At this most difficult time, I lost my heart again. I will send orders to Chang'an City from today onwards, and have a month of fun, and mourn for the chief assistant. Send someone to tell Guo Xiancheng, Xian Bisheng and Xu Junsheng, the Ming people bombed me Chang'an and destroyed my Grand Guangming Palace. This is a great shame and humiliation. This humiliation can only be washed by blood."

"Abide by the order!"

"Cao Hui!" Cao Yun looked at one of the officials behind him and shouted.

Cao Hui walked to the emperor. Although the voice of the chief executive just now was soft, he could hear it clearly. At this moment, he was in a mess and was at a loss for a moment.

"The chief minister is gone, I feel very sad. The chief minister has no son, only a daughter. Logically speaking, you are a half-child who wants to be mourning and handle the funeral. But now the chaos in Chang'an is in chaos, and I don't know how many ghosts and monsters are about to jump out to perform, but you, the commander, cannot get rid of yourself. I will ask Yu Lu to help your wife manage the funeral of the chief minister. You should still use your energy to clean up Chang'an for me, killing, and flowing, and keeping your hands closed." In the end, Cao Yun was already full of murderous aura.

Cao Hui bent down deeply: "As for orders, Your Majesty, I will have the shortest time to calm Chang'an back."

"Go! Let's go!" Cao Hui waved his hand hard at everyone, "The court needs more food, more money, and more supplies. We will fight the Ming people to the death. Now, do what you should do!"

Many ministers all bent down to receive the order. They knew very well that from the emperor's words, the war had officially begun, and it also meant that the court would fight to the death with the Ming people at all costs.

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, no matter whether it was money, food, supplies, or anything else, except scratching the ground.

The square became clear in an instant, and even the soldiers left the square and hid into the darkness. On the entire square, Cao Yun was left alone standing in front of the burning Zhengda Guangming Hall. Although lonely, he stood proudly and arrogantly.

Han Dang naturally didn't care about Qi's panic, confusion, Cao Yun's sadness and anger. At this moment, he was reflecting on the airship in pain. He was too proud and underestimating the enemy. His early success completely lost his vigilance and lost a general's most basic quality of not being arrogant in winning and not being discouraged in defeat. If he could be more cautious, he would not lose those three airships and dozens of crew members.

Instead of returning the same route, they continued to fly straight to the east, with the target being the sea line of Qi. On the sea, a fleet was waiting for their return.

More than ten days later, when Cao Yun's oral theory, which was not an order, was led by knights to run on the land of Qi, the airship formation led by Han Dang finally saw the blue sea.

When they continued to fly forward for a distance and reached the agreed sea area, a fleet that was sailing on the sea through waves appeared in their eyes.

When they discovered the fleet, the fleet also discovered them at the same time. Several colorful signal flares immediately rose from the fleet's flagship. Warships began to shut down their machines, dropped their anchors, and paused in the sea.

Zhou Li's Dachu combat formation, who was fighting on the coastline of Qi at that time. Zhou Li looked up at the airships approaching in the distance, and silently counted the numbers, one, two, three... only seven returned. Zhou Li's smile couldn't help but dim. But immediately, he adjusted his mood. Ten attacks and seven returned, which was already amazing.

"Return safely!" he laughed and looked around.

Han Dang's airship flew above the Da Chu and began to land slowly.

Zhou Lizhe strode towards the ship-top platform of the Dachu. Looking at Han Dang who had come out of the airship, he stayed in the sky for too long. When he stepped onto the solid ship deck, Han Dang's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground. Zhou Li stepped up and supported Han Dang steadily.

"Welcome back." Zhou Li said with a big laugh.

At this moment, the air force soldiers who came off the airship looked haggard and dusty. As soon as they approached them, they would smell a strange smell that was indifferent. If it were anyone, they had been on the airship for such a long time, and all the food, drink, defecation and sensation were solved on the airship, and the smell on their bodies would not smell any better. But the officers and soldiers on the warship looked at them enviously, greeted them eagerly, and even rushed up to snatch these people away. It was nothing more than that because these people went to Chang'an and bombed Chang'an, which made them envious that they could only wander on the sea.
Chapter completed!