The city gates of the capital were violently blasted open, and the Imperial Guards who rushed to the scene died in a hail of bullets.

Yelü Ang led his more than 20,000 cavalrymen across the collapsed city gate and headed toward the palace.

The people of the capital were awakened from their dreams, packed their valuables, and fled in panic with their families.

Yelü Ang ignored the people who were fleeing.

He had only one goal—his good uncle, Yelü Zheng.

Yelü Zheng was unable to escape the palace.

He originally thought that even if his tens of thousands of imperial guards were not very good, they could still hold off the enemy for a while.

When the cannons shattered the imperial city walls and palace bricks and tiles scattered like sand, he realized that he had underestimated the power of the cannons.

When Yelü Ang had his men surround the palace, he stood atop the highest point of the palace—the Tower of Babel—under the protection of his guards, and called out Yelü Ang's childhood name.

"Little wolf, what are you doing? Trying to raze the capital to the ground?"

Yelü Ang gave a cold laugh: "What for? Of course, it's to avenge my father."

"revenge?"

Yelü Zheng was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed to one of realization.

"Little Wolf, you've found your father? You must have misunderstood. Those injuries on his body weren't inflicted by me; they were at his own request."

Yelü Ang scoffed, "You think I'd believe that?"

They've been playing him for a fool for so many years, and even on his deathbed, they're still trying to fool him.

His uncle is really a good person.

Yelü Zheng sighed.

"I know you won't believe me, but now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Your father didn't disappear when he came of age; he went mad and slaughtered an entire battalion of soldiers.

The late emperor, fearing that this matter would cause a mutiny in the army, kept it a secret.

And they announced to the public that your father had disappeared.

In fact, he was sent to the temple to receive treatment from the shaman.

The shaman did his best but could not stop him from going berserk. After only three years, he was left with only a little bit of his sanity.

After discovering that pain could keep him conscious, he had people torture him every day.

Later, even simple punishments failed to awaken him, so he had his collarbones pierced.

In our Yelü family, every generation produces a person who goes berserk, and this person is often the most outstanding one, like your father and your cousin.

At this point, Yelü Zheng's tone turned serious.

"Your cousin went berserk and disappeared a few days ago, and has not been found yet."

Yelü Ang initially thought he was talking nonsense.

But upon closer reflection, it's true that in every generation of the Yelü clan, someone would die young or disappear.

This person is usually brave and skilled in battle, and fearless of death.

He always thought it was because the tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind.

Now that Yelü Zheng has said this, is there a second possibility?

He knew about Yelü Sui's disappearance after going mad.

His father was indeed selective in his targets.

But this does not prove that Yelü Zheng was telling the truth.

Who knows if his father and Yelü Sui were poisoned by the same kind of poison, which is why they went mad.

Diseases that are passed down from generation to generation do exist, but it's rather absurd that they would only be passed on to the most outstanding individual.

His good uncle did this only to appease him and calm him down.

He would never be fooled by such a petty trick.

"No matter what you say, you just want me to stop the war."

He sneered.

"Now that things have come to this, do you think it's possible?"

Upon hearing this, Yelü Zheng said with a sigh, "I just can't bear to see us fight amongst ourselves, killing each other, and wasting the Xilin army's strength in vain."

Yelü Ang sneered: "Since that's the case, then surrender, and I guarantee I won't harm these soldiers."

After so many years as uncle and nephew, how could he not know his uncle's character?

In order to survive, he would sacrifice not only the lives of his soldiers, but also the lives of his children without hesitation.

Yelü Zheng fell silent.

He looked at the army rushing towards the city from afar and calmly said, "Then let's see who wins today."

Having said that, he gave the order, and the remaining Imperial Guards and Yelü Ang's cavalry engaged in fierce combat.

Relying on his advantage with long spears and cannons, Yelü Ang easily stormed to the foot of the Tower of Babel.

Meanwhile, the main army finally arrived.

The two sides fought all night long.

Blood flowed like a river in the imperial palace.

At daybreak, Yelü Ang plunged a knife into Yelü Zheng's heart.

Yelü Zheng revealed a strange smile.

You'll regret this.

Never.

Yelü Ang drew his knife without hesitation.

Yelü Zheng fell at his feet.

After fighting all night, Yelü Ang was exhausted. After killing Yelü Zheng, the last bit of strength left his body.

He kicked Yelü Zheng away with all his might, wanting to sit down and rest for a moment.

However, at that very moment, a blood-red vine as thick as an arm pierced through Yelü Zheng's body and shot straight toward him.

"puff!"

He couldn't dodge in time, and the vine pierced through his heart.

Before he could even think about why the magic vines were here, he was drawn to the dense "poof" sounds.

Looking out from the Tower of Babel, the entire palace was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with demonic vines sprouting up from below like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Whether alive or dead, none were spared; they were all hung in the air by the rapidly growing demonic vines.

The imperial city had become a veritable hell.

In the moments before he was drained of blood by the demonic vines and died, he finally understood why Yelü Zheng had said he would regret it.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The demonic vines continued to expand outwards, sparing no human being, and soon covered the entire capital city, stretching even further into the distance.

The people who fled the city turned around and saw this scene, and they were all terrified.

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