With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

Deep in the palace, the palace with carved beams and painted buildings is like a cage.

The palace maids and eunuchs huddled in the corner of the room, shivering.

The shouting and screaming outside was deafening, hitting their hearts again and again.

They closed their eyes tightly and clasped their hands together.

Silently praying that this sudden rebellion would end as soon as possible.

Pray to God to help them get through this disaster safely.

Some brave palace maids could not suppress their inner fear.

He moved cautiously to the window and peeked out secretly through the narrow gap.

However, the scene that came into their eyes made them lose their color instantly:

The once solemn and dignified palace square has now turned into a hell on earth.

Blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.

They were so scared that they covered their mouths and dared not make any sound.

He was afraid of alerting the rebels outside and getting himself involved in the bloody massacre.

"Yang Wei, why are you resisting so stubbornly?"

While attacking, Liu An tried to persuade Yang Wei to surrender.

"As long as you are willing to surrender, I promise that you can continue to serve as the deputy general of the Yulin Army and enjoy endless wealth and glory!"

Yang Wei swung his sword to block Liu An's attack and snorted disdainfully:

"Liu An, forget it! I, Yang Wei, would rather die than surrender!"

Before he could finish his words, a rebel soldier rushed up from the side and started slashing with his knife.

He was unable to dodge and the knife cut a deep wound on his left arm, and the blood instantly dyed his sleeve red.

Seeing this, Liu An stepped up his offensive again.

Yang Wei's left arm was injured, making it difficult for him to move, making it even more difficult for him to fight back.

He staggered back a few steps and almost fell.

The tip of Liu An's sword pressed against Yang Wei's Adam's apple, and the blood on the blade slid down the sword.

It dripped onto Yang Wei's blood-stained armor, staining it a deeper dark red.

Liu An looked down from above, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement, as if he was staring at a dying prey.

"Tell me! Where is Chen Qingwan hiding?"

Yang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood foam, which landed on Liu An's boots.

He grinned, revealing his bloody teeth, his smile as ferocious as a devil from hell.

"Bah! Liu An, you traitor, you shall not die a good death!"

Liu An's face darkened, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

He was about to use force to completely kill Yang Wei.

In the distance, there was a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats, accompanied by a loud shout:

"Dad! Dad! Something terrible has happened!"

A young man in gorgeous armor rode his horse up to Liu An.

It was his son Liu Qi.

Liu Qi's face was filled with panic, his armor was askew, and his helmet had fallen somewhere.

His hair was disheveled, and he looked like a stray dog.

"What are you panicking about? How disgraceful!"

Liu An shouted harshly. He had finally managed to establish an authoritative image in front of his subordinates.

But it was completely destroyed by his good-for-nothing son.

Liu Qi didn't care about anything else and got off his horse.

He crawled to Liu An and shouted breathlessly:

"Dad! Chen...Chen Qingwan...she...she ran away!"

"what?!"

Liu An felt as if struck by lightning, and his hand holding the sword began to tremble.

He grabbed Liu Qi by the collar and roared:

"You piece of shit! How could you let her get away!"

"I asked you to guard the harem, and this is how you do it?!"

Seeing this, Yang Wei burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Liu An, you deserve this day! This is truly retribution!"

Liu An was enraged and could no longer control the murderous intent in his heart.

He swung his sword back and pierced Yang Wei's throat.

Yang Wei's laughter stopped abruptly, his body twitched a few times, and then he was completely silent.

The blood dyed the blue bricks of the palace red, and also dyed Yang Wei's tattered armor red.

He never revealed Chen Qingwan's whereabouts until his death, and used his life to protect the loyalty in his heart.

His body slowly fell down.

Until his death, his eyes were always looking towards the palace.

That place might have been the hope he had been guarding.

Now, there is only endless darkness.

The wind blew, picking up a few fallen leaves and landing on Yang Wei.

It was like covering him with the last thin blanket.

A generation of loyal ministers fell at this moment.

The fate of the Datong Dynasty also fell into an unknown abyss with the fall of Yang Wei.

Liu An kicked Yang Wei's body away, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Useless! It's all your fault for not doing your job well!"

He pushed Liu Qi to the ground.

"What's the point of saying this now!"

"Chen Qingwan ran away. If she calls for help, we're all doomed!"

Liu Qi was so frightened that he trembled and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Father! Please spare my life! I deserve to die! I'll send someone to chase him right away!"

Liu An took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He looked around and saw that the rebel soldiers were in high spirits.

The battlefield was being cleared, the gates of the imperial palace had been breached, and victory seemed to be just around the corner.

He narrowed his eyes and thought in his mind.

Chen Qingwan is a woman, weak and powerless. Even if she escapes, what kind of trouble can she cause?

As long as he quickly takes control of the capital and ascends the throne,

By then, even if Chen Qingwan called for help, it would be of no avail!

"Forget it!" Liu An waved his hand.

"Just run away, it won't cause any big waves!"

"Pass the order, the whole city is under martial law, search for Chen Qingwan!"

"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"

"Yes!"

Liu Qi was as if he had been pardoned. He quickly got up and conveyed Liu An's order.

The rebel soldiers rushed into the palace with great momentum and began to plunder and kill crazily.

The palace maids and eunuchs fled in all directions, their cries and screams filling the night sky.

The once glorious imperial palace has now become a hell on earth.

Liu An stood on the high steps, looking down at all this.

He finally succeeded!

Years of forbearance and planning have finally resulted in today's victory!

He seemed to have seen himself wearing a dragon robe and sitting on the throne.

As the camera turned, Shannan Prefecture was still a peaceful scene.

Lu Yan stood at the gate of the government office, looking at the dust drifting away, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Li Mu, the commander of the Yulin Army, had just hurriedly led the remaining troops out of Shannan Prefecture.

Rushing towards the capital.

"Sir, General Li is in such a hurry, what is he going to do?"

Li Kui stood beside Lu Yan, holding his big knife in his hand, and there was a hint of doubt in his words.

He scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Lu Yan did not answer Li Kui's question, but just squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, secretly speculating in his heart:

Li Mu was in such a hurry, could it be that something big happened in the capital?

"Xiao Kui, go call Zhang Xun and Han Sheng. I have something to discuss with them."

Lu Yan withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked into the government office.

Li Kui responded, turned around and jumped to find Zhang Xun and Han Sheng.

Inside the government office, Lu Yan paced back and forth.

The unusual movements in the direction of the capital made him smell something unusual.

Soon, Zhang Xun and Han Sheng arrived at Lu Yan's study.

Zhang Xun clasped his fists and asked, "Sir, what do you want from us?"

"Li Mu just led the remaining Yulin Army out of Shannan Prefecture and headed towards the capital."