The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 485 Storming the Sultan's Palace
Thinking of this, he disregarded his dignity and roared loudly.

"What are you bunch of useless trash doing? Hurry up and put out the fire! If my palace burns down, you'll all die!"

Immediately afterwards, flames engulfed the entire capital.

Once they had burned and taken everything they needed to, Lan Yu led his men to retreat through the city gates.

Fortunately, they captured one of the city gates in advance; otherwise, their retreat route would have been cut off. By the time the Delhi Sultanate's army reacted, the Ming army had already withdrawn from the area.

The emperor of the Delhi Sultanate looked grim.

The officials were also very embarrassed when they learned of these things, as they had suffered considerable losses in this turmoil.

Now, the entire court is suddenly a third less, and all of them are high-ranking officials, since their residences are much larger.

No one expected the Ming army to suddenly appear in this place, leaving them completely unprepared.

At this moment, the emperor of the Delhi Sultanate looked at the official beside him and said.

"What were our losses this time?"

The minister looked at the records in his hand and said tremblingly.

"The palace suffered heavy losses this time. Many palaces were burned down, four princes and princesses were captured, one was seriously injured, thirteen other members of the royal family were killed, and more than twenty nobles, including princes and dukes, were killed. Many weapons in the armory were missing, and the rest were all destroyed!"

"The granary is on fire, and all the grain has been destroyed!"

...The adults were all dumbfounded when they heard these words. Although they knew that they had indeed suffered considerable losses this time, they never expected that the losses would be so severe.

This is their capital, and now that it has been attacked, their dignity has been completely humiliated.

The emperor of the Delhi Sultanate stood there, stunned.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and lost consciousness.

At this moment, Lan Yu, carrying his spoils, retreated towards the northwest.

The Ü-Tsang Province and the Delhi Sultanate share a border in more than one area.

We're now heading to the place closest to them.

Looking at his spoils, Lan Yu burst into laughter.

This is awesome! It's so awesome! I haven't had such an interesting accounting session in so many years.

Just then, a riot broke out in the crowd.

A richly dressed man shouted angrily in their words.

Lan Yu looked at the translator beside her and asked.

"What did this person just say?"

The translator looked at the richly dressed man in front of him as if he were a fool, and then said.

"Lord Duke, this man claims to be a noble and great prince, a nobleman, and that ordinary commoners are not worthy to touch him. He also says that our sneak attack is not the work of true heroes!"

"They're demanding we release him now, or God will punish us!"

Hearing this, Lan Yu looked at the man in front of him as if he were a fool. Could this guy really be a fool? Why would he let go of a piece of fat meat that was already in his mouth? Did he look like a fool? At this moment, Duke Lan Yu of Liang stepped forward and kicked the man, knocking him to the ground.

"Damn it, have I been too kind to you? You're not some prince anymore, you're just a dog by my side. I can kill you anytime. I advise you to behave yourself, or you might live a little longer. Otherwise, believe me, I'll see you right now!"

The others looked at Lan Yu with disbelief. They knew that this prince was of a high caste, and in their eyes, he was a naturally noble being who should never be provoked. They never expected that Lan Yu would go so far.

How dare he kick someone of such high caste? Doesn't he fear divine punishment? The prince from before seemed somewhat incredulous as well, and he spoke a few words to the person beside him.

The translator next to him quickly translated these words to Lan Yu.

"Lord Duke, that prince just said he was a noble person, far beyond our reach. He said he was a messenger of God, and if we harmed him, God would punish us!"

"He even said that if you, Duke of Liang, have the ability, then kill him; otherwise, then release him!"

Lan Yu almost laughed in anger when she heard this. This guy actually thought of himself as a messenger of God. If he were a messenger of some god, he wouldn't have been captured by her.

"The shady characters in your area have nothing to do with me. Although dead people aren't worth much, a few others are enough!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Lan Yu raised the knife in her hand and slashed directly at the prince in front of her.

The prince felt a sharp pain in his chest and was filled with disbelief. Had this man gone mad? He was a member of a high caste! What gave him the audacity to attack him? Before he could even process what was happening, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The others were also very surprised to see this scene. Just a moment ago they were cursing and swearing, but now they lowered their heads and dared not speak. Only then did they realize that their so-called high caste was nothing in front of Lan Yu.

Once they left their territory, no one cared what their identities were.

At this moment, Lan Yu stepped forward, cut off the prince's head, and hung it on his waist.

This bloody scene terrified these pampered aristocratic youths who had lived in luxury for many years.

Several people had already started vomiting loudly on the roadside, completely disregarding their image.

Some people were so scared that they wet themselves and cried in the middle of the place.

Lan Yu looked at these people with disdain in her eyes. These guys dare to call themselves nobles.

Although some of Zhu Yuanzhang's sons were indeed not very good, most of them were capable of fighting and had some expertise in a certain field, unlike these few who were truly shameful.

"Take this head and hang it on the border when we get back. Take everyone else with us; we need to get going. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, just kill them!"

The translator translated these words directly, and those people who heard them immediately felt a chill run down their spines.

At this moment, they looked at Lan Yu as if he were a devil from hell. Perhaps others would not kill them, but Lan Yu would not show them any mercy.

These people immediately became very obedient, completely unlike their previous demeanor.

Lan Yu pursed her lips.

"If you don't teach them a lesson, they won't realize that teachers are truly a bunch of scoundrels!"

"It doesn't matter. Once we bring you back, you'll all be credited!"

Lan Yu knew that Zhu Xiong Ying had set up a special courtyard in Yingtian Prefecture where emperors, nobles, and even tribal leaders from various countries lived. Now, it was like adding a new neighbor for them.

(End of this chapter)