After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The young king of the West is dead.

The news was so shocking that Zhao Xier was stunned for a long time. When she finally came to her senses, the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall were all kneeling on the ground, trembling.

The murder of the young Prince of the West by the Prince of Zhenbei is tantamount to tearing open the sky of the Western Zhao. It is unimaginable what would happen if Prince Zhao Gui of the West found out!

"Your Majesty, the officials request an audience!"

Another eunuch stumbled into the imperial study.

Zhao Xier stared at the chaotic scene in silence for a long time, then slumped down and covered her face, weeping bitterly.

The sound of crying was so heartbreaking that it brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it.

When the officials entered the main hall, they were all furious to see Zhao Xier in such a state.

"Your Majesty, please order the execution of the Prince of Zhenbei's heir!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, please give the order immediately, otherwise that madman may escape!"

The officials were all talking at once.

Zhao Xi'er wiped away her tears and said sorrowfully, "The Prince of Zhenbei has gone too far in bullying me. All my beloved ministers, please return to your residences. I will punish this scoundrel!"

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health."

"We will take our leave now."

The officials realized that Zhao Xier might be in a fit of rage, so they dared not say anything more and left.

After they left, Zhao Xier dismissed all the servants and then ordered her personal eunuch to summon the commander of the imperial guards.

"I'll go and deliver the message right away!"

The eunuch left in a hurry, and once everyone was gone, the sorrow on Zhao Xier's face suddenly disappeared, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Chen Futu, Chen Futu, I really have to thank you. All the ministers and officials have been pressuring me to abdicate in favor of the Little Western King, not wanting a woman like me to be the ruler. But you have helped me rid myself of this great scourge. I'm giving you time, so don't let me down..."

On the other side, Chen Futu led Dian Wei and two thousand men into the Western Zhao King's Palace.

Zhao Gui had just received the devastating news and was preparing to gather his troops to avenge his son when Chen Futu arrived.

The two sides were locked in a standoff, and the atmosphere was tense and ready to clash.

Zhao Gui glared at Chen Futu, "You remnant of the Northern Frontier, how dare you kill my son!"

Chen Futu sneered, "Kill him already, what's the point? Today I will not only kill the Little Western King, but I will also kill you, you old bastard!"

"Chen Futu, aren't you afraid you won't be able to leave Pingcheng?"

"Leave? When did I say I was leaving? Don't think I don't know, Zhao Xier would love for you to die."

"What did you say?"

"Zhao Xier doesn't have time to deal with you right now; she's probably busy taking over your military power."

"you!"

A look of fear appeared on Zhao Gui's face.

Everyone knew that the court officials were on his side. After the late emperor's death, all the direct descendants who fought for power died. Zhao Xier was a woman and was not fit for the throne, so the officials hoped that a male descendant of the emperor would succeed him.

This period of time will not be long. Probably after the coronation ceremony of Xiao Xi Wang, the officials will force Zhao Xi'er to abdicate.

Now that the Little Western King has been killed, no one can say for sure what the king is thinking.

"Alright, enough of this nonsense. Dian Wei, take the head of the Western King. Once General Qin arrives, we'll go see the King of Zhao together. Perhaps there's still room for negotiation."

"The last general takes command!"

Dian Wei, carrying his double halberds, charged straight at Zhao Gui, the King of the West.

"Protect the prince and fight your way out!"

"Quickly stop the enemy general!"

Zhao Gui has about five hundred soldiers. If he can't escape, he can forget about any grand ambitions.

The battle lasted for a quarter of an hour, with the White-Spear Soldiers and Tiger-Leopard Cavalry blocking all exits from the Prince's Palace.

Dian Wei chopped down enemies like cutting melons and vegetables, leaving a trail of corpses. In the end, only Zhao Gui and his family members remained, watching Dian Wei in horror.

"A master of innate strength!"

Zhao Gui himself was a ninth-rank official, and he could see how strong Dian Wei was.

Chen Futu rode forward and said sarcastically, "King of the West, I, the young master, wish to bestow upon you some dignity. Do not be ungrateful."

"Chen Futu, you are incredibly audacious! You led a lone army deep into the Western Regions and dared to act without any restraint. Aren't you afraid you won't be able to return?"

Zhao Gui didn't want to die; he was so angry that his beard trembled and he went mad with rage.

"Who can stop me from leaving? Let me tell you, I have no intention of leaving Xizhao easily. I will not only take away 50,000 warhorses, but also wreak havoc in the Western Regions. This will be my way of avenging the Western Regions coalition for their invasion of our borders."

"It was the Dragon Barbarians and the Stone Kingdom who attacked you, what does it have to do with me!"

"How could it not be related to you? We are mortal enemies. If you are allowed to live and ascend to the throne, there will never be peace in the Northern Frontier."

"Bastard!"

"Since you don't want to be dignified, then I, the young master, will help you be dignified. Dian Wei, do it."

"Hehe, Zhao Gui, come on."

Dian Wei went up.

Seeing that he could not avoid the battle, Zhao Gui had no choice but to draw his long sword and risk his life to fight.

He truly lived up to his reputation as the Western Regions War King, a top-tier ninth-rank warrior. Even Dian Wei, at the peak of the Innate Realm, couldn't defeat him for the time being.

In other words, this Western King's combat strength was almost the same as Qin Liangyu's when she was a ninth-rank official, and he even had more combat experience.

At this moment, a guard approached Chen Futu and said, "Your Highness, Zhao Xi'er summoned the commander of the Imperial Guard and mobilized men to escort the officials back to their residences under the guise of protection. However, after the Imperial Guards saw off the officials, they stationed themselves outside each residence and did not leave. Pingcheng Prefecture also did not send any troops."

"I see. I was right. Zhao Xier is indeed no ordinary woman."

Of those who can sit on the throne, how many are truly virtuous?

The officials wanted Zhao Xi'er to abdicate, but little did they know that she wanted far more than just the throne; she also wanted to eliminate the Western King and his cronies.

If nothing unexpected happens, once Zhao Gui is killed, she should start purging the officials of the Western King's faction. The charges are easy to say, such as rebellion.

Thinking of this, Chen Futu told his guards, "Have Cao Zhen lead the army to garrison the outer city, and Qin Liangyu bring three thousand men to come with me to see Zhao Xier."

The relationship between the two sides is now extremely precarious, so Chen Futu has no choice but to bring more people with him.

As long as Zhao Xier doesn't make a move, there's still room for maneuver; otherwise, the only option is to fight their way out of Pingcheng.

After Chen Futu finished giving his orders, Dian Wei also suppressed Zhao Gui. Zhao Gui was kicked over by him, and the next second, his double halberds came crashing down!

"No!"

Zhao Gui tried to struggle, but fell to the ground headfirst and shoulder.

The battle ended here.

"Send the head of the Western King to the palace for Zhao Xi'er, and the rest of you stay where you are."

Chen Futu gave the order, and his guards found a box, put Zhao Gui's head inside, and then hurriedly rushed to the palace.

Inside the imperial study, Zhao Xier paced back and forth with her eyes closed, while the commander of the imperial guards stood quietly to the side, saying nothing.

When news came from outside, Zhao Xier finally stopped and said, "Bring the person over here."

Chen Futu's personal guards entered the hall carrying a wooden box and said to Zhao Xier, "The Crown Prince helped the King quell the rebellion. The head of the traitor is here. Please take a look, Your Majesty."

The commander of the Imperial Guards' eyelids twitched. Seeing Zhao Xier nod, he stepped forward and took the box.

Upon opening it, it was indeed the head of Consort Zhao.

Zhao Xier was satisfied and instructed the commander, "Go, and be quick."

The commander of the imperial guards' expression hardened, and he immediately accepted the order and left the palace.

A massive purge was thus launched.

Chen Futu's personal guards did not leave; they stared intently at Zhao Xier, quietly awaiting her reply.

What she is about to say will determine the fate of Western Zhao and Northern Frontier, as well as the safety of the Crown Prince in Pingcheng!