In the brand new imperial palace of the Huang Kingdom, in the majestic council hall.

The King of Huang Kingdom, Tuoba Feng, sat high on the dragon throne, and on his left and right sat the Eight Kings of Huang Kingdom - they were the leaders of the Eight Banners, the largest of the Eight Banners in Huang Kingdom, each with their own territories and armies.

Standing below them were hundreds of civil and military ministers of the Huang Kingdom.

At this moment, the council hall was surprisingly silent.

Tuoba Feng's knife-like face was as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds outside the palace.

His gaze swept across the faces of the ministers below, then fell on the dome and the surroundings of the palace. The corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

It has only been over a year since the year before last when I and my uncle decided to marry the third princess of the Yu Dynasty and use the power of the Yu Dynasty to split the Eight Banners.

Thanks to that little official Fu, a whole year was wasted, and the Huang country consumed a huge amount of manpower and financial resources to build this group of palaces in the imperial city.

But that fellow Fu Xiaoguan suddenly emerged as a rising star and actually trained a special force called the Divine Sword. With only 4,000 men, they wiped out a full 50,000 of my soldiers! This caused chaos in the desolate country.

I originally thought that I could keep these less than 4,000 people in the deserted country, but I didn't expect that just last night, they actually attacked the wedding procession, killed 10,000 of my ambush troops, and killed my uncle Tuoba Qiu!

They had now returned to Yanshan Pass, and had left a letter for him—it wasn't a letter, it was a threat:

"If you don't keep quiet, I will make sure you never keep quiet!"

So the magic sword was hanging above his head!

He took out a flintlock from his bosom, played with it again in his hand, and said:

"Today's political discussion has only one topic."

"I have been on the throne for over five years now. I need to make some changes to the power structure of this desolate nation."

"I think the power of this desolate country is too dispersed. Although it is said that the desolate country has an army of 600,000, in reality, only 200,000 can be directly commanded by me."

"The remaining 400,000 are in the hands of the uncles. If I need to use a soldier, I have to discuss it with the uncles in this shabby place. Looking around the world, let alone the other three kingdoms, even the emperors of those small countries are probably not as frustrated as I am, so..."

He raised his head with a sincere smile on his face and looked at an uncle on his left. "Uncle, you have the largest territory and the most soldiers under your command. How about you express your opinion?"

Tuoba Han frowned, "Your Majesty, today's topic should be how to attack the Yu Dynasty!"

Tuoba Feng smiled and shook his head. "Four thousand men, deep into the heart of our desolate country, not only can they not be stopped, but they have also lost tens of thousands of soldiers. How can we suppress them? Of course, I want to suppress the Yu Dynasty, but before we do, I want to tell you again that this palace is indeed comfortable to live in. How about you uncles stop worrying about state affairs and just retire here in peace?"

Tuoba Han's eyes glared fiercely, "Your Majesty, the Eight Princes' Political Consultation was the national policy set when the Desolate Nation was first established!"

"No, no, no, that national policy is no longer applicable. The Yu Dynasty's national policy of focusing on agriculture for more than two hundred years can now be changed to a policy that prioritizes both commerce and agriculture. The national policy of the Huang Kingdom can also be changed."

After saying this, Tuoba Feng's face suddenly darkened. He stared at Tuoba Han and said, "I ask you again, are you going to hand over this military power or not?"

"If I don't hand it over, what can you do to me?"

Tuoba Feng raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and fired a shot, "Bang...!"

The sound of gunfire echoed in the huge palace. Everyone was shocked and saw Tuoba Han falling to the ground in horror, holding his chest.

Tuoba Feng blew away the smoke and slowly reloaded his ammunition. A smile appeared on his face again and he looked at his second uncle Tuoba Yan. "Well, the eldest uncle is gone. Second uncle, what do you think?"

"Tuoba Feng, what do you want to do..."

"Bang……!"

Another shot, and a hole appeared between Tuoba Yan's eyebrows. He raised a hand and pointed at Tuoba Feng, then fell to the ground.

Two shots, and the two imperial uncles died.

All the civil and military officials in the court stared with their eyes wide open, not even daring to make a sound when breathing.

Sixth Uncle Tuoba Ao suddenly stood up and said, "Tuoba Feng, are you crazy? I am now calling for a court meeting to impeach Tuoba Feng!"

Tuoba Feng calmly reloaded his ammunition and looked at Tuoba Ao with a smile, "Alright, let's start now. Let's vote by raising our hands."

His voice suddenly turned cold. "I really want to see what the imperial uncles think of my nephew becoming emperor. Imperial uncles who oppose me becoming emperor, please don't be reserved and raise your hands."

The Eighth Prince raised his hand, but before he could raise it completely, a flash of a knife appeared behind him and his arm fell to the ground.

He howled like a pig being slaughtered. Tuoba Feng frowned and waved his hand, "Too noisy! Take him down and chop him off!"

"You...!" Tuoba Ao was furious, "You are going to ruin the fate of the Desolate Nation!"

"Raising your hands is your right, but killing is my freedom. To be honest with you, my uncles, I have wanted to kill you for a long time. When the Imperial Master was still alive, he advised me to take it slow."

"For the sake of the Imperial Master, I originally wanted to take it slow. But what about now? The Imperial Master is dead, and the Yu Dynasty has the powerful Divine Sword Special Forces!"

Tuoba Feng stood up, gun in hand, "Do you idiots understand what this means?"

He held the gun and pointed it in front of the remaining six uncles, scaring them so much that their faces turned pale.

"This means that the Yu Dynasty can continuously train and manufacture such a powerful army and such powerful firearms!"

"With less than 4,000 men, they traversed a thousand miles of the Desolate Country, destroyed six of my ranches, and wiped out a full 60,000 soldiers of the Desolate Country!"

"They took the Third Princess away, but I didn't even dare to chase them! Do you know why?"

He took out the piece of paper from his arms and slapped it on the dragon table with a "bang".

"Because the leader of the Divine Sword Army sent me this note, he threatened me!"

Tuoba Feng's face was full of ferocity. He swept his fierce gaze over all the ministers and raised his voice suddenly: "He threatened me! Do you know that? Do you, freaking, know that?"

"This is the greatest insult I have ever suffered in my life!"

All the ministers hung their heads, and the six surviving kings were terrified.

"You bunch of idiots! The Yu Dynasty has already implemented new policies in the north. Construction is in full swing in Pingling and Quyi counties. In less than a year, this poor Yongning Prefecture will be transformed."

"In a year, how many more people can the Excalibur team add? How many more guns can be added?"

"You all live a life of luxury, yet you still dream of knocking on the door of Yanshan Pass and herding horses in the northern land of Yuchao... You're all just daydreaming!"

"The destruction of the Huang Nation is imminent, and you still want to tie my hands and feet!"

"I'll ask you one last time, Sixth Imperial Uncle, would you like to retire here?"