"Zhao Muyun...is he really still alive? Is he in Shuozhou?" Yin Zhao asked anxiously.
"According to our investigation, Captain Zhao's fall off the cliff at Tianzi Mountain was actually his plan to escape. He probably didn't want to be involved in the fight for the throne between you and King Jin, so he resorted to this bad idea." Xiao Wuying said calmly.
What!
Yin Zhao was stunned on the spot.
The Longcha Division has already discovered that Zhao Muyun faked his death, so my father had already known about this.
If he had not taken the initiative to see his father, he might not have known so quickly that Zhao Muyun was still alive.
I just don't know. I had made things difficult for Zhao Muyun and framed him, even wanting to kill him. Now I want Zhao Muyun to save the situation. Will Zhao Muyun be willing?
At this moment, Longchasi's team was ready.
Yin Zhao jumped on his horse and took a last look at the flames rising into the sky in the capital. His eyes were filled with pain, hatred and a glimmer of hope.
"Go!" Xiao Wuying shouted in a low voice.
More than ten riders rushed out of the ruined temple like arrows, split into two groups, and quickly disappeared into the vast snowy night.
....
At this time, the imperial palace in the capital was in complete chaos.
Under the dual effects of internal support and great panic, the main palace gates were successively breached or opened from the inside.
The Tatar soldiers rushed into the treasure house of their dreams like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves.
The magnificent palace, precious artifacts, panicked palace maids and concubines... everything irritated their nerves.
Killing, looting, arson...took place in every corner of the palace.
Precious porcelain and jade were smashed, silk, calligraphy and paintings were trampled, and treasures accumulated by countless generations were looted.
The guards and eunuchs who resisted were ruthlessly hacked to death, and the palace maids who begged for mercy were dragged into the shadows and beaten.
Zuo Xian Wang Wuzhu rode his warhorse, stepped on the jade steps, and rushed directly into the Daqing Hall, which symbolized the highest power of the Yin Dynasty.
He looked at the glittering golden dragon throne, his eyes filled with greed and the pleasure of conquest.
He strode forward, stroking the cold armrests of the dragon throne, then turned abruptly and sat down, letting out a triumphant laugh.
"Hahaha! From now on, this colorful world of the Central Plains will be our Tartar pasture!"
The generals laughed wildly and praised him: "The king is mighty!"
Concubine Xiao also slowly walked into the hall. She looked at Prince Zuo Xian sitting on the dragon throne and the messy scene around him, with a sense of pleasure that was almost like revenge on her face.
"Search! Find the Emperor of Yin Dynasty for me! I want to see him alive or his body dead!" After laughing, Zuo Xian Wang gave the order in a stern voice.
However, the soldiers searched almost the entire palace but could not find any trace of Emperor Yin Zhao, the eunuch chief Cao Chunfeng, and the commander of the imperial guards Chen Xiong.
All they found was the eunuch Lu Chunfang, who had hanged himself in Qingyun Palace to follow Emperor Yongchang, and the long-cold body of the retired emperor on the dragon bed.
"Run away?" Zuo Xian Wang frowned, very unhappy.
A Di general came over with a terrified young eunuch and threw him to the ground: "Your Majesty, this eunuch said he seemed to see someone going to the cold palace in the northwest corner, and he hasn't seen the emperor come out since!"
"Northwest corner? Search carefully for me! There must be a secret passage!"
Zuo Xian Wang was not a fool and immediately thought of the key.
Soon, the entrance to the secret passage in the Qingyun Palace's sleeping hall was discovered.
"Chase!"
Zuo Xian Wang roared, "Send the fastest cavalry to chase me in the possible direction! We can't let him escape!"
Although he occupied the capital, if the Emperor Yin Chao successfully escaped and called on the troops from all over the country to come to his aid, it would undoubtedly leave behind huge consequences.
On a snowy night, more Tatar cavalry rushed out of the capital, chasing in all directions like a spread hunting net.
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