C1239 The Last Bit of Madness!
C1239 The Last Bit of Madness!
Looking up at the panicked guards and officials on the palace walls, a cold smile appeared on Li Huating's handsome face.
"Surrender and not kill!"
A soft shout came from Li Huating's mouth, echoing in the sky above the Imperial City.
The Bei Liang soldiers standing behind Li Huating heard Li Huating's shout and unsheathed their sabers and swords, shouting in unison.
"Surrender and not kill!"
"Surrender and not kill!"
"Surrender, don't kill!"
The murderous aura swept across the sky, and the stern shout shattered the clouds!
Above the Imperial City, whether it was the soldiers guarding the city, or the Emperor Zhao Yingyin and a group of ministers, all of their faces were pale, and their bodies were wobbly and on the verge of collapse.
Dingdang!
The sound of weapons clashing against bricks rang out.
One of the imperial city guards was too frightened and dropped the weapon in his hand onto the city wall.
This crisp sound was like a signal.
On the city wall, the sound of weapons colliding against bricks continuously rang out!
Dingdang!
Dingdang...
All the soldiers guarding the imperial city threw down the weapons in their hands and knelt on the city walls to welcome Li Huating's arrival!
Putong!
Putong!
...
Strange sounds came from behind Zhao Yingyin.
Zhao Yingyin stiffly turned around. Only then did he shockingly discover that the ministers that he had always thought highly of and relied on were all kneeling on the ground!
"You, you!"
Zhao Yuanyin shook his body and pointed his dry fingers at the officials.
"Rebels and traitors!"
"All of you are traitors and traitors!"
Zhao Yingyin's originally white and neat hair was now in a mess, coupled with his bloodshot eyes.
He looked like a mad devil!
Zhao Yuyin bent over and picked up a long sword dropped by a guard. He raised his finger and pointed at the minister who was kneeling on the ground.
The shining blade of the sword swayed slightly. Zhao Yuyin shouted with a hoarse voice, "Damn it!"
"All of you deserve to die!"
"Rebels and thieves, kill!"
The longsword in Zhao Yingyin's hand suddenly stabbed forward, piercing through the chest of one of the ministers.
"Hehehehe..."
This official did not expect that Zhao Yingyin would suddenly kill him.
After his chest was pierced through, the official's breathing quickened as he fell onto the city wall. He no longer had any breath left.
"Next..."
Zhao Yingyin forcefully pulled out the long sword that was stained with blood. He shook the blade of the sword, wanting to find his next target.
"It's you!"
Zhao Yingyin walked to the front of the Fenghua Empire's Gu Mingshi with messy steps and raised his sword, preparing to stab him.
"Crazy!"
"He's crazy!"
How could Gu Ming be willing to obediently accept death? He hurriedly got up and pointed at Zhao Yingyin and shouted loudly.
The surrounding officials' faces all changed. They hurriedly got up and distanced themselves from Zhao Yingyin.
Zhao Yingyin randomly waved the longsword in his hand. His footsteps were messy as he wanted to chase after all the ministers.
"Run! He's crazy!"
"His Majesty is crazy! Everyone, run!"
"Scram! Don't stop me!"
"Quickly open the city gates and let City Lord Li enter the Imperial City!"
...
"Huff... Huff..."
With one hand holding the sword and the other supporting his knees, Zhao Yuyin bent down and panted heavily.
"You, you all... Huff... are all traitors!"
After a long time, Zhao Yuyin stood up straight and looked at the group of officials who were far away from him. A desolate laugh came out from his mouth.
"Hahah..."
"Zhen is the emperor of Fenghua Empire!"
Walking in a disorderly manner, Zhao Yuanyin walked to the front of the imperial city wall with his sword in hand.
He lowered his head to look at the Beiliang army beneath the city wall and Li Huating, who was standing in front of the army formation.
Zhao Yuyin's hair was messy, and he stared with bloodshot eyes as he shouted, "Li Huating!"
"Even if I am to fight alone, I will fight you to the end!"
"Fenghua Empire is Zhen's!"
"No one can snatch it away!"
Rumble...
The city gates opened wide.
Li Huating paid no attention to the clamoring Zhao Yuanyin. He spurred his horse and led the army into the Imperial City.
Da Da Da...
A wave of footsteps ascended the city walls.
Li Huating walked leisurely towards Zhao Yuyin.
Zhao Yuanyin looked at Li Huating who was getting closer and closer, and his aged body trembled slightly.
Dingdang!
Zhao Yuanyin's withered palm loosened, and the longsword in his hand fell to the ground, producing a crisp sound.
Li Huating's footsteps stopped.
Raising his head to look at the terrified Zhao Yuanyin, the corners of Li Huating's mouth curled into a cold smile.
"Didn't you want to fight a bloody battle with me until the end?"
"Zhao Yuanyin, looks like you aren't as heroic as you said!"
Putong!
Zhao Yingyin's legs went limp as he knelt on the ground.
His luxurious dragon robe was covered in dust.
"City Lord Li, ke..."
"I am already a cripple!"
"Fenghua Empire is now yours. Can you let me go?"
Zhao Yuyin looked up at Li Huating with a pleading expression.
Zhao Yuanyin's knees moved forward, and he came in front of Li Huating.
"Can you let me go? I don't want to die!"
Li Huating looked at the once insufferably arrogant emperor, but now he knelt before him.
A cold glint flashed in his deep eyes. Li Huating said coldly, "The moment the news of my father and mother's death reached Beiliang City..."
"I swear that one day, I will make you kneel on the ground and beg me!"
"But..."
A cold smile appeared on Li Huating's handsome face, "No matter how you beg me, you must die!"
Zhao Yuyin's face was as pale as dead wood, his arms hanging down from his waist as he collapsed onto the ground.
"Huhu..."
"Hahahah..."
"Zhen has ruled the Fenghua Empire for thirty years!"
"After enjoying all the wealth and glory, I did not expect that I would end up like this!"
Zhao Yuyin raised his head and looked at Li Huating. The fear on his face slowly dissipated.
"But before I die..."
"I will drag you down with me as well!"
As soon as he finished speaking, zhao Yingyin's hands on his waist twisted on the jade buckle on his belt.
Swoosh!
A black shadow dashed out from Zhao Yuanyin's waist, aiming straight at Li Huating!
"Young Master, be careful!"
Right at the instant Zhao Yuyin attacked, Red Lotus who stood by Li Huating's side was shocked in her heart.
Her delicate figure subconsciously twisted and blocked in front of Li Huating!
Puff!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out of the red lotus' mouth and stained Li Huating's white fur.
"Red Lotus..."
Li Huating stared blankly at the red lotus in his embrace, whose aura was on the brink of extinction. His face was filled with disbelief.
"How could this be?"
"Red Lotus, don't scare me!"
Zhao Yuyin, who was kneeling on the ground, did not expect that his life-severing blow would actually be stopped by a woman.
"Huhu..."
"This is the will of the heavens, this is the will of the heavens!"
Zhao Yuyin's desolate voice jolted Li Huating awake.
A cold light flashed in his pitch-black eyes. Li Huating held his sword with one hand, turned around, and waved it.
Clang!
Gulp! Gulp!
The longsword sliced through Zhao Yingyin's neck.
A moment later, Zhao Yuyin's head rolled to the ground.
Dingdang!
The longsword in Li Huating's hand fell to the ground, and he held onto the body of the red lotus with both hands.
"Imperial Physician! Quickly find the Imperial Physician!"
Red Lotus struggled to raise her hand to touch Li Huating's face.
"No, there's no need..."
"Sir, Red Lotus is leaving..."
"It's a pity that Red Lotus will not be able to continue serving Sir in this life. Left and right... "