My subjects are too rebellious!

King Chanhua's smile became more ferocious. He narrowed his eyes and looked down at the young man lying on the ground.

His tone was full of disdain and contempt: "In my eyes, you are nothing but an insignificant ant. I own this vast country and hold the power of life and death. Your so-called anger and resistance are nothing but a joke in my eyes. I only need to exert a little force, and you will experience the feeling of completely disappearing from this world."

As he said that, he actually raised his foot and stepped hard on the boy's head.

At that moment, a look of determination and indomitable spirit flashed in the boy's eyes, but his body was unable to withstand the sudden blow, and he let out a painful groan.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The blood oozing from the corner of his mouth was particularly eye-catching.

However, King Chanhua's atrocities did not stop there.

He turned his gaze to the girl who was begging desperately. Instead of touching his sympathy, her pleading seemed to ignite a deeper fire of desire in his heart.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to inflict all the pain and humiliation on this innocent girl.

"Your begging only makes me more excited."

King Chanhua's voice was cold and he approached the girl step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on the girl's heart.

The girl retreated helplessly, but the palace walls cornered her.

Her eyes were filled with despair and fear, but she still did not give up struggling. She used her weak strength to try to resist this demonic ruler.

However, all this is in vain.

King Chanhua's hands began to wander over her body, and every movement was like a sharp blade cutting her dignity and soul.

The girl's tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, and her voice became hoarse and weak due to excessive fear and despair.

But even so, she still didn't stop begging, because she knew this was her only hope.

However, this hope is so slim and cruel.

In this palace full of power and desire, her voice was quickly drowned out by King Chanhua's cruel laughter and the indifference of the people around him.

After venting his twisted desires, instead of showing any remorse or mercy, he decided to put the innocent couple in an even more miserable situation as a warning to all those who dared to defy his will.

He coldly ordered his men to prepare the gallows, and that icy voice echoed in the palace like the sentence of death.

The girl closed her eyes in despair, tears falling silently. She knew that at this moment, her fate with her lover was sealed.

Although the boy was seriously injured, his eyes were extremely firm. He held the girl's hand tightly, as if telling her that no matter life or death, they would always be together.

The hanging process was cruel and long, but for the couple, it might also be a relief.

They snuggled up to each other, facing impending death, their hearts filled with deep affection and reluctance for each other.

The air around them seemed to freeze, with only the sounds of their heartbeats and breathing echoing.

Finally, it's all over.

King Chanhua ordered his men to hang their bodies on the top of the city wall of Liewudong. The high-hanging figures became the most eye-catching scenery on this land.

He hoped that in this way, all the people would see the consequences of disobeying his will.

At the same time, it also shows the new General Anxi who the real ruler of this land is.

However, he might not have expected that such atrocities, instead of making the people feel fear and submission, would arouse their deep-seated anger and resistance.

The wheel of history rolls forward. Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

.............

Chang Yuchun, the Anxi general of the Wu Dynasty, was wearing armor that gleamed in the sun as he rode astride a tall horse, looking extremely heroic.

He traveled to the U-Tsang Xuanwei Office on the order of Emperor Qin Chuan of the Wu Dynasty to demonstrate the court's grace and power.

However, when he led his army to the gate of Liewudong City, the scene before him made him feel heartbroken.

Under the city gate, two young corpses swayed gently in the breeze. Although their faces were blurred, their indomitable spirit and despair seemed to transcend life and death and strike Chang Yuchun's heart.

Anger and grief intertwined in his chest, making his eyes instantly bloodshot, as if blood could drip out.

He pulled the reins hard, and the horse neighed loudly.

Then he asked in a deep voice the followers beside him, wanting to know the reason for this tragic scene.

When Chang Yuchun learned that King Chanhua had brutally murdered the innocent boy and girl to satisfy his own selfish desires and hung them on the city gate for public display, his anger was instantly ignited.

He shouted angrily, his voice like a bell, shaking the air around him: "Such atrocities are intolerable! How can we, the soldiers of the Wu Dynasty, sit idly by and watch!"

After saying this, he suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist, and the sword light was as fast as lightning, pointing directly at the city gate, as if he wanted to turn the endless anger and indignation into a sharp sword to penetrate this dark rule.

Seeing this, the 100,000 troops behind him responded in unison, their voices shaking the sky, like a tsunami, unstoppable.

They are both passionate men who hate tyranny.

With his order, the 100,000-strong army behind him quickly gathered and rushed towards the palace like a tide.

They are disciplined and their steps are firm.

The moment Chang Yuchun and his party stepped into the palace, the guards and servants inside were panicked and began to hide away. Prince Chanhua himself was so startled by this sudden change that he jumped up from his chair.

Chang Yuchun strode towards King Chanhua with big steps, each step heavy and powerful, as if he wanted to trample all the anger and indignation in his heart.

He stood before King Chanhua, staring into his eyes with a sharp gaze, and questioned him word by word: "Why did you do this? Why did you kill the innocent boy and girl so cruelly? What did they do wrong to deserve such inhuman treatment?"

Facing Chang Yuchun's questioning, King Chanhua's face changed from gloomy to bright. He tried to suppress the other party's anger with his power and status, but Chang Yuchun remained unmoved. There was only justice in his eyes.

However, even in such a desperate situation, King Chanhua did not show any regret or retreat.

He sneered and said sarcastically, "How dare you, a mere General Anxi, question me so boldly? Do you know that in this land, I, King Chanhua, am the heaven and the law. I can do whatever I want. Why should I explain to you?"

But Chang Yuchun was not shaken by his words. He gripped the sword tightly, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it would cut through the air at any time and take King Chanhua's head.

He shouted again, "You are wrong! In this Wu Dynasty, the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people! As a local lord, you are so cruel and merciless, killing innocent people indiscriminately. You have already violated the emperor's grace and the conscience of heaven and earth! Today, I, Chang Yuchun, will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and seek justice for this innocent couple!"