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"who are you?"

King Gao Li was clearly quite frightened by this scene; this was his own palace, and yet thieves had appeared.

"The one who will kill you."

Su Yuan never expected to run into Gao Liwang by accident, which would be a perfect opportunity to settle the score with him for bullying his woman.

"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer. Even if you kill me, you won't escape."

Gao Liwang was so frightened that he stood there, unable to even run away, but running away would be futile.

"Hmph~~"

Su Yuan suddenly realized that killing Gao Liwang so easily would be too lenient on him, so he drew his sword and thrust it at that spot.

"Ah~~~~"

Screams echoed through the palace. Su Yuan grabbed Jin Xi'er and fled with his men, leaving Gao Li Wang writhing on the ground in pain, clutching his crotch.

When the guards arrived at the scene, they were so frightened by what they saw that they broke out in a cold sweat.

"Go and inform the Prime Minister immediately."

The leader came to his senses and realized that at this moment, he should have notified the prime minister to make a decision.

The prime minister had already retired for the night, but was awakened by the palace guards.

"What's the matter that you're bothering this old man so late? If you can't give me a straight answer, you'll be in for a beating."

As I get older, my sleep quality is already poor. I finally managed to fall asleep, and now I've been woken up. I'm already feeling like a storm is brewing inside me.

"Your Excellency, the King has been assassinated."

"What!"

The prime minister never expected that Prince Gaoli, who lived deep in the palace, would be assassinated, and that the palace guards would come looking for him so late at night.

"How is the king?"

The most urgent matter is the situation of Gao Liwang. After all, to the prime minister, Gao Liwang is just a puppet on the surface, while he himself is the real person in charge of Gao Liwang.

With the help of his maid, the prime minister quickly dressed and headed towards the palace with his guards.

When the prime minister saw Prince Gaoli, he almost fainted. Prince Gaoli was already lying on the bed with the help of the eunuchs, but because there was no one in charge, no one had gone to summon the imperial physician. The bleeding from that spot continued, and Prince Gaoli was already pale and breathing weakly.

"This is, this is..."

The guard beside him nodded, which was a response to the prime minister. Just as he had thought, King Gaoli had been castrated.

"Should the Prime Minister summon the imperial physician?"

Seeing Gao Liwang's appearance, the guards couldn't help but offer a reminder.

The weakened King Gaoli was actually somewhat grateful when he heard that someone had finally called the imperial physician for him, but soon he was filled with despair.

The prime minister did not respond to the man's words, but looked coldly at Gao Liwang, seemingly weighing something in his mind. After a long while, as if he had made up his mind, he said coldly.

"The king was assassinated and died tragically."

Although everyone was shocked, they dared not express their intention to resist. At that moment, Gao Liwang seemed to have a sudden burst of energy before death and began to stammer, but he could not utter a single word for a long time.

The prime minister gave the guard a wink, and the latter naturally understood what he meant. He drew his sword and walked towards King Gaoli with some hesitation.

Before Gao Liwang's terrified eyes, the other party raised his longsword high, and at the prime minister's signal, the longsword pierced Gao Liwang's chest.

The other party let out a muffled thud and died instantly.

The once high and mighty King Gao Li died inexplicably, and even lost his followers.

"Go and tell them that King Gaoli has been assassinated. In this critical moment, a new ruler will be established tomorrow."

"Yes."

Watching the guards leave, and then turning back to look at Gao Liwang, who had died in his bed, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

"Don't blame me. Now that you're dead, we can surrender to the Great Dragon in a perfectly legitimate way, and the people's grievances can be diverted from us."

Indeed, the Prime Minister has been thinking a lot. The war with the Great Dragon has already made the poor Gao Li even more resentful. You say you'll fight, and it's fine if you can win, but with your successive defeats and the constant collection of taxes for the war, not to mention the common people, even the wealthy and powerful families can't stand this kind of torment.

Just as the domestic conflicts and grievances were about to erupt, Gao Liwang's death would solve all these problems. All the blame for the war with Da Long would be placed on Gao Liwang, and even if he, as prime minister, surrendered to Da Long, he would still remain prime minister.

"Why hasn't there been any news from the envoy who went to Dalong to sue for surrender yet?"

The prime minister was still dreaming, unaware that the envoy group had long since been fed to the fish in the sea.

Su Yuan, along with Jin Xi'er and his men, fled overnight, heading straight for the Kingdom of Dazi. Once they crossed the border, he would be completely free.

However, Su Yuan was unaware that no sooner had he left than news of Gao Liwang's murder spread.

Without King Gaoli in charge and without Su Yuan's resistance, Gaoli Kingdom's morale quickly plummeted, and the soldiers gave up resistance one after another.

The Fourth Route Army marched straight to the capital unscathed, expecting a major battle, but to their surprise, they opened the city gates and surrendered.

. . . . .

When Gu Changqing led his troops into Gaoli Royal City, he discovered a strange phenomenon: the people of Gaoli did not feel sad or indignant because of the invasion of foreign enemies; on the contrary, they welcomed them with smiles.

They, as outsiders, were being treated like heroes, which made Gu Changqing feel unreal.

"General, you need not doubt. It was the same when we came a few days ago. The people lined the streets to welcome us, which puzzled me. But after I sent people to investigate these past few days, I learned that the lives of the people of Gaoli were simply inhuman. Unless they were officials or from wealthy families, they basically lived a life of constant uncertainty and were at risk of being killed at will by those officials."

The Fourth Route Army, which entered the capital earlier, was clearly already used to it.

"No wonder, so in that case, we are considered the saviors of the Gaoli people?"

"Of course. I've been keeping my men in check these past few days. Since they're treating us like saviors, we should be more discreet."

"Good, not bad. Pass down the order that the entire army must not easily have any disputes with the local people."

"Yes, General."

. . . . . .

News of the great victory of the Great Dragon Army quickly reached back home, and officials and common people alike celebrated.

Inside the palace, before Gu Changqing even returned, the emperor and his ministers had already begun their celebration.

Li Tiancheng not only held a constant stream of banquets, but also temporarily lifted the curfew. The capital city had been in a state of utter debauchery for the past few days.

The matter was being discussed everywhere among the people, as if they had finally vented their anger.

"Haha, little Gao Li, how dare you offend the might of my Great Dragon Heaven?"

"Hmph, just a clown."

"Back then, when the Fourth Prince accepted Gao Li's surrender, those officials were so happy. It would be much more satisfying if the Duke of Gu had been wiped out directly."

"Be careful what you say."

Although the Fourth Prince is currently under house arrest, he is still a prince, and these commoners cannot freely discuss him.