boyutpedia Chapter 130: The Fall of the Capital
Chapter 130: The Fall of the Capital
He also felt that women should not be emperors, as a hen crowing at dawn was a taboo.
Recalling the morning court session that day, the empress publicly reprimanded him for his poor performance, which made him lose face.
He still remembers that humiliation.
Liu An took a deep breath and put the inkstone heavily back on the table.
"Somebody come!"
A man in black appeared in the study like a ghost, knelt on one knee, and said in a low voice:
"What are your orders, sir?"
"Brothers outside the city, get ready. At midnight tonight, take action!"
Liu An's voice was cold and hard, without a trace of hesitation.
The man in black took the order and left, and the study fell into silence again.
Liu An walked to the window and looked at the bright moon in the night sky, but his heart was dark.
He knew that once he took this step, there would be no turning back.
Either you achieve success and become the king of the world;
Either you will be ruined and there will be no recovery.
The capital, this majestic city.
At this moment, it is like a huge cage, trapping everyone inside.
A few years ago, the late emperor passed away.
The sharp claws of this giant beast - the 100,000 imperial guards were also torn into pieces.
Empress Chen Qingwan took great pains to wrest back the 30,000 troops from these old foxes and formed the Yulin Army.
The remaining 70,000 were scattered among various forces.
The largest piece of it was firmly in Liu An's hands.
In recent years, Liu An even used insufficient military forces as an excuse.
He continued to expand his power, and now the number of his imperial guards has already exceeded 100,000.
But Chen Qingwan was still in the dark and was dreaming of becoming the Taiping Empress.
The contempt in Liu An's eyes was even greater.
"Little girl, it's time for you to know who owns this kingdom of Datong in the end!"
As midnight approached, Liu An stood up, walked to the window and opened it.
A cold wind blew in, making his robe rustle.
He looked at the bright moon hanging in the night sky, his heart filled with lofty sentiments.
After tonight, he will become the true ruler of the Datong Dynasty!
At the same time, in the palace.
The atmosphere in Chen Qingwan's bedroom was completely different.
Naturally, she would not be completely unaware of Liu An's actions.
The secret guards stationed beside Liu An continuously passed information back to the palace.
Tonight, this seemingly peaceful palace actually has undercurrents.
"Liu An, you're so brave!"
Chen Qingwan said this through gritted teeth, her chest heaving violently.
She didn't expect that Liu An would be so bold as to openly rebel under the emperor's feet!
"Yang Wei!" Chen Qingwan shouted sternly.
A man in armor came in and knelt on one knee. "I am here!"
"You lead the remaining 10,000 Yulin troops to defend the capital. I will personally ascend the city walls!"
Chen Qingwan's tone left no room for doubt.
Yang Wei looked up, with a hint of worry in his eyes:
"Your Majesty, absolutely not! The capital is short of troops right now. If you..."
"No need to say more!" Chen Qingwan interrupted him.
"I have made up my mind! Go and prepare!"
"The last general takes command!"
"I believe you,"
Chen Qingwan's voice was trembling slightly, but still firm.
"Go."
Yang Wei stood up, bowed deeply to Chen Qingwan, and turned to leave.
His eyes were full of determination. This battle was a life-or-death struggle.
But for the empress and Datong, we must fight to the death!
His back was straight and firm, like an unshakable pine tree, standing still in the wind and rain.
Chen Qingwan looked at his departing back and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this storm would pass.
The Datong Dynasty can still usher in the dawn of light.
The branches outside the palace rustled in the wind, adding to the tense atmosphere.
Yang Wei walked out of the palace, looked up at the night sky and took a deep breath.
He walked quickly to the training ground, summoned the Yulin Army, and began to arrange defenses.
He knew that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Inside and outside the palace, lights were bright and people were bustling about.
The atmosphere was as tense as a taut string that could break at any time.
The palace maids and eunuchs walked hurriedly, with unconcealable panic on their faces.
Only Qiao'er still stayed by Chen Qingwan's side.
His eyes were firm, like an insurmountable fortress.
Chen Qingwan stood on the city wall, looking at the brightly lit capital below, with mixed feelings in her heart.
She remembered her father's last words before his death.
Thinking of the hardships he had experienced since ascending the throne, and thinking of Lu Yan's face with a playful smile.
"Lu Yan..."
She murmured softly, her eyes filled with mixed emotions.
At this moment, she is no longer the high and mighty empress.
But she is a weak woman who longs for a shoulder to lean on.
It was just dawn, but the streets of the capital were empty and an eerie silence enveloped the entire city.
Only at the four city gates, shouts of killing were deafening and flames shot up into the sky. The Yulin Army and the rebels were fighting a desperate battle.
"Quick! Hold on! We can't let them open the city gates!"
Yang Wei roared and waved the long knife in his hand. Blood splashed all over his face, but he was completely unaware.
He knew that once the city gate was lost.
The capital city will fall, and both he and the empress will die without a burial place.
"General! The south gate has been knocked open!"
"General! The north gate has also been breached! There are too many of them!"
The bad news that came one after another was like thunder, making Yang Wei's scalp numb.
"Send a signal! Tell His Majesty to leave the palace! Quick!"
He roared at the top of his lungs, his voice as hoarse as a broken gong.
A brilliant firework shot up into the sky, breaking through the darkness of dawn.
It also illuminated Chen Qingwan's pale face.
This was a good thing she got from Shannan Prefecture, but now it became her signal to escape.
Fireworks shot up into the sky and exploded in the gray morning light.
It's like rouge on a dead person's face, gorgeous and weird.
Qiao'er's face turned pale and her voice changed:
"We've been defeated! Quick! Let's get out of the city! Go through the west gate!"
She almost crawled to Chen Qingwan and spoke very quickly.
"Your Majesty, we can't hold on any longer. Let's leave!"
Chen Qingwan took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
Without any hesitation or any passionate declaration of "living and dying with the city", she got into the carriage directly.
She knew better than anyone that staying would lead to death.
Moreover, they will suffer unimaginable humiliation before death.
She, Chen Qingwan, is not the kind of saintly bitch who likes to let others abuse her.
The carriage was shaking violently, and the wheels rolled over the bumpy cobblestone road, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.
Chen Qingwan clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.
The bright red blood slowly flowed down between his fingers.
Dripping on the luxurious brocade, like blooming poppies.
She stared straight ahead, her eyes burning with flames of hatred.
"Liu An! I will definitely come back!"
Chen Qingwan swore secretly in her heart, her voice as cold as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
The west gate was just around the corner, and the soldiers guarding the city were in chaos.
Running around like a stray dog.