The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Di Beizun strode forward, his deep gaze sweeping over the fluttering banners beside him, and asked calmly, "Lord Su, what kind of wind is blowing today?"

Su Yu paused, looked in the direction Di Beizun had been staring at, and then bowed deeply, saying, "Your Highness, the wind is blowing from the east today. It seems this is an auspicious sign for our Great Zhou!"

As soon as Su Yu finished speaking, the ministers and generals beside him couldn't help but smile. "May Heaven bless our Great Zhou!"

"We must capture the capital of Shu in this battle. We are running out of time and our supplies are almost exhausted. Your Highness, this battle is crucial for us. We must win!"

Feng Yang, who was standing to the side, smiled and then said in a deep voice.

Su Yu nodded. "Once we conquer Shu, we will have a very solid base for future battles in the vast northwest. Therefore, this battle is crucial. Due to the long war, our Great Zhou soldiers are exhausted both physically and mentally. We must end the war against Shu as soon as possible, then rest and be wary of Tian Sheng. The intelligence reports from the capital of Dayong are quite certain that the princess of Tian Sheng has married into the Lie Wang Mansion. It seems that the alliance between Dayong and Tian Sheng is a foregone conclusion. If Tian Sheng launches a surprise attack on our southwest, Dayong will definitely put pressure on us at the border. We must cut off their blockade in the southwest and tear open the gap in Shu. This will be of great significance in our long-term war against Tian Sheng and Shu."

"In this battle, we can only win, not lose!"

All the generals nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Emperor Beizun had already strode to the edge of the training ground, where 200,000 soldiers were fully prepared.

Di Beizun turned to look at Feng Yang, his cold and alluring face filled with an undisguised murderous intent. "Pass down the order to take down the Shu Kingdom's capital city as quickly as possible. Once inside the city, slaughter all who resist. Leave no member of the Shu Kingdom's royal family alive."

"Your Highness, this..."

Su Yu hesitated as he looked at Di Beizun, "Previously, the Prince Jing of Shu wanted to surrender to our Great Zhou and promised to help us if necessary, begging us to spare a few young princes. They were just..."

"Then let him show his sincerity before he comes to negotiate with me. I would rather let go of an old man in his seventies or eighties than let go of those children who will become my greatest threat in the future!"

Emperor Beizun suddenly stopped and turned around, coldly smiling at Su Yu, "Lord Su, I know you are kind-hearted. From now on, you can just focus on giving advice and strategies. Leave the rest to the other generals."

"Your Highness... I know I was wrong!"

Su Yu wiped away a cold sweat before bowing deeply.

Emperor Beizun flicked his sleeve, turned around, and walked towards his mount. "Feng Yang, pass down the order: the army is to set off!"

"Yes! Your Highness!"

Soon, a deafening shout came from behind—

"We must win! We must win!"

In the blink of an eye, amidst the billowing dust, the thunderous sound of galloping hooves gradually faded into the distance. The entire army marched towards the capital of Shu like a raging flood, with fluttering banners dancing wildly in the vast sky. Suddenly, from beyond the blue sky, the cries of eagles echoed, and a tense and oppressive atmosphere suddenly filled the desolate world.

……

The thunderous roar of hooves was like a deafening thunderclap, and billowing dust rose faintly on the horizon, startling the Shu army atop the city walls.

The iron cavalry of the Great Zhou has finally arrived...

The entire city was ablaze, the surging flames reddening half the sky. From the billowing black smoke came heart-wrenching screams. The streets of the Shu Kingdom's capital were stained red with sprayed blood, and the ground was littered with fallen corpses and severed limbs. Warriors brandished their swords, roaring and shouting incessantly. As their iron cavalry charged past, a large number of corpses fell behind them. The thick stench of blood rose into the sky, and the mournful cries of carrion vultures echoed from above, mingling with the screams and sending chills down one's spine.

The Great Zhou cavalry launched a fierce offensive. In less than an hour, the weakly defended West Gate was breached first, and then, due to the pincer attack, the East Gate was quickly breached as well. The Great Zhou soldiers stormed into the city and began to plunder and kill indiscriminately.

The battle raged until dusk, the entire city reeking of a nauseating stench of blood. Heart-wrenching cries and the frantic clatter of horses' hooves filled the air. The city was engulfed in flames, a scene of utter carnage.

Emperor Beizun stood on his horse, his calm and indifferent gaze piercing through the afterglow of the setting sun as he looked at the magnificent council hall before him. His expression was extremely cold as he listened casually to Feng Yang reporting on the battle situation beside him.

"Your Highness, the capital of Shu is now completely under our control. The Emperor of Shu committed suicide in Changshou Palace, and the Empress, along with the other concubines, princes, and princesses, took poison. All members of the royal family have been executed. This is the Emperor of Shu's remains!"

Feng Yang ordered the soldiers behind him to carry the body of the Shu Emperor forward and pull back the white cloth covering his face.

Di Beizun turned his gaze and glanced at the old face with its eyes closed. He saw that the old face was very calm, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his face. However, in Di Beizun's eyes, he felt a little sad.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, silently closed his eyes, then opened them again, looked up at the still magnificent and beautiful palace before him, took a deep breath, and indifferently ordered, "Give them all a proper burial. Order the soldiers to clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible. I am tired. After you have finished dealing with everything, come to the Council Hall. I will be waiting for you here."

After uttering these words, Emperor Beizun's aloof figure slowly emerged from the pale afterglow of the setting sun, walking step by step towards the magnificent staircase before him...

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

As he ascended the last step, Su Yu's concerned voice suddenly came from behind him. Di Beizun stopped and slowly turned around, looking down at the entire Shu Kingdom palace. A very strange expression suddenly appeared on his cold and beautiful face. He glanced at Su Yu below the steps and suddenly said in a low voice, "We have finally conquered Shu Kingdom, but, Lord Su, I find it strange. This should be a joyous occasion, but every time this happens, I feel that my hands..."

At this point, Di Beizun suddenly looked down at his outstretched, long, slender, white hands, as if they were covered in some indelible filth. He remained silent for a long while before looking up at Su Yu and saying, "Every time this happens, I feel like the blood on these hands can never be washed away..."