I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

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.

When Zhang Xianhuai heard this, his face turned grim and he nodded slightly.

"Bring the stuff over here."

His voice echoed in this slightly gloomy atmosphere.

"Yes! Commander Zhang!"

After receiving the order, the Jinyiwei on the side immediately responded respectfully, turned around and left quickly.

Soon, a memorial tablet carefully wrapped in white cloth was carefully handed to Zhang Xianhuai.