Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

The firelight was getting closer, and the sound of horse hooves was like a raging wave, rolling in.

The Jinyiwei army led by Zhang Xianhuai swept to the gate of Taiyuan city like a torrent.

When the defenders on the city wall saw this, they were confused for the first time.

They didn't know why so many Jinyiwei suddenly appeared.

Their already panicked hearts completely collapsed under the momentum of the Jinyiwei, and many people began to flee in all directions, pushing and trampling on each other.

Zhang Xianhuai took the lead and rushed into the city.

"By order of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty! Destroy the Wang family!"

After the Jinyiwei at the end entered the city, they immediately split into small teams like a well-trained wolf pack, and then continued to pour into the streets and alleys of Taiyuan City in an orderly manner.

They moved swiftly and quickly, with each squad responsible for a single target to address.

Intelligence about Taiyuan City has been continuously transmitted to the Jinyiwei headquarters for a full six months.

Almost every team of Jinyiwei had already memorized the intelligence about Taiyuan by heart.

The intricate information included every street in the city and all kinds of people related to the royal family.

Anyone who is a loyal minion of the Wang family should be killed.

Those who are innocent people coerced by the Wang family should not be killed.

All of this was clearly remembered in their hearts.

Since half a year ago, these people have been closely watched by the Jinyiwei like falcons, just waiting for this moment to come.

"Commander Zhang, those militiamen are all poor common people who have been oppressed by the Wang family for generations. We were hiding among them before. They have no fighting ability and just want to go home."

The team leader who was responsible for opening the city gate came hurriedly to report.

Zhang Xianhuai rode on the horse with his head slightly lowered.

"I remember your name is Zhao Kuo, right?"

His voice was low and steady.

"Yes."

The team leader quickly responded with a fist pump.

"You have done well this time. His Majesty will reward you. Wait for your return and you will be promoted to a higher position."

Zhang Xianhuai nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his words.

"Thank you, Commander! If those militiamen stay still, the Imperial Guards won't attack them."

Zhang Xianhuai said.

Zhao Kuo looked at Zhang Xianhuai with gratitude.

"If they want to help the Wang family, then we can't do anything about it."

Hearing what Zhang Xianhuai said, Zhao Kuo hurriedly bowed and became more respectful.

"Commander Zhang, don't worry! I've already sent my brothers back to inform the civilians of the news. They won't move a muscle."

Zhang Xianhuai nodded again, his expression calm.

"understood!"

He tightened the reins in his hands, gently squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and led his men straight towards the Wang family mansion.

At this moment, the Wang family mansion was in chaos, like an ant on a hot pan.

Under the powerful oppression of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, almost all of the so-called "elite soldiers" of the Wang family gathered in front of the Wang family's gate in a panic like frightened birds and beasts.

Their eyes were filled with fear and panic.

Although they held weapons in their hands, their trembling hands revealed their inner cowardice.

Wang Qizhao was originally dreaming sweet dreams on that luxurious couch.

After the fall of the Li Tang Dynasty, the Wang family became the head of the aristocratic families, and he ascended the throne and became emperor.

However, this beautiful dream was abruptly interrupted by the noisy sound outside the door.

He was just about to call someone in to ask what happened when Wang Yi hurried in to report.

"Master! The tyrant's imperial guards have entered the city!"

When Wang Qizhao heard that the Jinyiwei had entered the city, his face turned pale. He suddenly sat up from the couch with his fat body. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then it was replaced by anger.

While cursing, he hurriedly put on his clothes and then ran out of the house with big strides.

……

"Hold on! You are all elite soldiers of my Wang family! I've raised a bunch of useless people like you for so many years, and you can't stop the tyrant's mere Jinyiwei?"

He roared at the top of his lungs, his voice becoming sharp and piercing due to fear, but the trembling voice completely exposed the fear deep in his heart.

Although the Wang family's "elite soldiers" were also afraid, they had no choice but to guard outside the mansion under the pressure of their master.

They gathered together in groups of three or five, hoping to gain a sense of security, but the bodies pressed tightly together were still trembling slightly.

Zhang Xianhuai led the Jinyiwei to the Wang family mansion.

He rode on his horse, looking down at the "elite soldiers" who were gathered at the gate of the Wang family mansion and were resisting stubbornly. There was no mercy in his eyes, only cold indifference.

He just waved his hand, the movement was simple and powerful, as if carrying a silent command.

The Jinyiwei behind him immediately understood and quickly took out a number of powerful crossbows from behind them.

Crossbow arrows shot like raindrops towards the Wang family's "elite soldiers", wantonly reaping their lives.

Each of the Jinyiwei had a blank expression on their face, and only their focused eyes revealed that they were carrying out orders at the moment.

They loaded their crossbows skillfully and in an orderly manner, each movement precise and accurate.

After two rounds of shooting, some people completely collapsed at the sight of so many people dying.

The fear in many people's eyes reached the extreme. The weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clang, and then they fell directly to the ground, curled up into a ball, muttering to themselves, as if praying for something.

Some people wanted to fight to the death. They widened their eyes, roared, and rushed towards the Jinyiwei, waving their weapons.

Their struggles were so powerless in front of the well-trained Jinyiwei, and the final result was death.

They were quickly killed by the Embroidered Spring Swords of the Jinyiwei and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out of their bodies and slowly gathered on the ground.

Zhang Xianhuai looked expressionlessly at the group of Wang family's "elite soldiers" who were already crawling on the ground in surrender, and there was still no trace of mercy in his eyes.

He simply said, "Kill them all."

The voice was so calm as if it was stating a very ordinary matter.

Screams one after another rang out outside the Wang family residence, the sounds were miserable and desperate.

There were corpses everywhere on the ground, and the bright red blood spread on the ground, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Zhang Xianhuai stepped on one corpse after another and arrived at the door of the Wang family mansion.

He looked at the closed door of the Wang family mansion in front of him and immediately stepped aside.

"Bump it away!"

At Zhang Xianhuai's command, several Jinyiwei quickly took action. They carried thick wooden stakes and slammed them against the gate. Every impact made a dull sound.

The sound echoed around the Wang family mansion, making the people inside even more panicked.

However, after dozens of collisions, the gate of the Wang family mansion began to crumble.

The originally extremely solid gate began to crack under the violent impact of the wooden stakes, and the copper nails on the door began to loosen, as if they would fall off at any time.

When the people in the palace heard the collision, they became more panicked.

Some timid servants began to cry out, their voices filled with fear, echoing in the mansion and making the scene even more chaotic.

Some servants hid in the corner, trembling, and covered their ears tightly with their hands, trying to block out the terrible sound of the collision.

Some were running around in panic, looking for a place to hide, but they didn't know where to go.

Wang Qizhao was still making his last struggle. Surrounded by a group of his confidants, he retreated to the inner hall of the mansion, preparing to escape through the secret passage.

His steps were hurried and rapid, his fat body seemed even more clumsy due to excessive fear, and he kept cursing all the way, as if this could alleviate the fear in his heart.

With a loud bang, the gate of the palace was knocked open, and the Jinyiwei poured in like a tide, quickly moving through every corner of the palace.

For a moment, shouts and screams were intertwined.

The Jinyiwei were well-trained. They quickly eliminated the resistance forces on the periphery and then advanced towards the inner hall.

Every time they swung the embroidered spring swords in their hands, a cloud of blood mist arose.

Wherever he went, he eradicated the roots of the trouble.

The decoration inside the Wang family mansion was extremely luxurious, but it was now in ruins in this battle.

Precious porcelain, calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the ground. Some were chopped into pieces by swords, and some were trampled underfoot. The originally exquisite patterns became blurred, and those priceless calligraphy and paintings were stained red with blood, turning into a bloody graffiti.

Whether the women in the mansion were abducted or came voluntarily, the Jinyiwei did not kill them immediately.

Instead, they were controlled first, gathered in a yard, and assigned people to guard them.

As for the other household slaves, servants, clansmen and the like, they were all killed on the spot by the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

While carrying out their mission, the Jinyiwei checked the bodies on the ground one by one by referring to the Wang family tree.

Looking at those who are dressed luxuriously, they are members of the Wang family. It doesn’t matter who they are.

All that matters is that the total number of Wang family members in this mansion matches.

"Commander Zhang, we've found the head of the Wang family. He wanted to use the secret passage, but he was too fat and got stuck at the entrance."

A Jinyiwei hurried over to report to Zhang Xianhuai, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm on his face.