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The Marshal's Mansion.
The butler rushed into Murong Chui's study without waiting.
"General, something terrible has happened!"
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?" Before Murong Chui could finish speaking, they heard an explosion in the distance.
"These Russians are causing all sorts of trouble in the city?" Murong Chui slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.
"Grand Marshal, these Russians haven't been quiet in the city these past few days."
They used to abuse women on the streets.
Now they're all rushing into the homes of wealthy families to defile the girls.
These Russians said that the girls from wealthy families were more beautiful and gentler.
Murong Chui slammed his fist on the table in anger: "These sons of bitches!"
"Grand Marshal, we cannot swallow this insult."
"These sons of bitches from the Rakshasa Kingdom! They took my money and dared to run amok in the city!" Murong Chui slammed his hand on the table until it was red.
But he was completely helpless.
Murong Chui's soldiers were no match for these Russian soldiers.
Otherwise, he would have taken action long ago.
"Grand Marshal, I heard that these soldiers who conducted the census broke into Lord Murong Yun's house last night."
Upon hearing this, Murong Chui was stunned.
Murong Yun was highly respected among the Xianbei people.
"What did these beasts do when they arrived at Lord Murong Yun's house?"
"They tied up Lord Murong Yun and, right in front of him, killed all his daughters-in-law, daughters, and granddaughters..."
"The Grand Marshal was in a terrible state back then."
"Lord Murong Yun died of anger on the spot, and his sons were beaten half to death, one of whom was driven insane by the beating."
"Not only that, their family's money was also looted, leaving them with not a single penny."
“These Russians have said that if it weren’t for your sake, they would have burned their house to the ground long ago.”
Murong Chui gritted his teeth in anger.
Murong Chui harbored treacherous ambitions. He was determined to revive the Xianbei and then become their emperor.
But the arrival of these Russians disrupted all his plans.
"General, something terrible has happened!" a servant rushed in. "These Russians are wreaking havoc at the palace gates!"
"The Imperial Guards suffered heavy losses."
"They have already blasted open the palace gates."
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is in imminent danger."
"Just now, Eunuch Liu from the palace ran over to ask for help."
"The Rakshasa people have opened the palace treasury and are preparing to loot the palace clean."
When Murong Chui heard this, he was so angry that he opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word.
"General, what's wrong?"
"General, what's wrong?" The butler quickly helped Murong Chui sit down in a chair and poured him a cup of tea.
After drinking a cup of tea, Murong Chui finally recovered.
"Prepare the horses, I'm going to the palace."
"General, those Russians go berserk; they don't even recognize their own family. General, going to the palace now would just be asking for trouble."
Murong Chui shook his head: "I can't worry about that. These Luo Cha process, if you have the guts, just beat me to death."
"What are you all standing there for? Get my horses ready right now, I need to go."
Soon, Murong Chui led dozens of his personal wolf guards straight to the palace.
More and more Russian soldiers stormed into the palace.
These Russian soldiers were all smiles the whole way; they were like madmen.
"Interesting, very interesting."
"So this is how magnificent the palace is, and how beautiful the women in it are."
"I think we should just stay in the palace from now on, okay?"
"I've heard that the emperor has three or four thousand women. He's much happier than our Empress Catherine."
"Let's indulge in the fantasy of being the Xianbei emperor today."
"I'm not very interested in women; I'm more interested in their gold and silver."
Some soldiers rushed into the vault.
They filled their pockets to the brim with gold, silver, pearls, and agate.
Some soldiers simply tied up the sleeves and collars of their clothes.
Some soldiers took off their trousers and tied the legs up.
This way, more gold and silver jewelry could be stored inside the clothes.
The palace had been turned into a living hell.
Everywhere there were women screaming and groaning.
Their cries could be heard everywhere.
Gunshots rang out continuously.
These Russian soldiers killed for fun inside the palace, while the eunuchs were pitiful.
The soldiers of the Rakshasa Kingdom never showed any mercy to these eunuchs.
Many eunuchs were gathered together and bombarded.
The eunuch cursed loudly before he died.
"Murong Chui, you beast, you've let a wolf into the house."
"Murong Chui, you beast, you should go to hell. You should be the one dying here today, not someone else."
Emperor Murong Feng lay prone under the table.
He was pulled out from under the table by several Russian soldiers.
Sheffield walked over and gave Murong Feng a contemptuous smile: "You are that emperor."
Murong Feng nodded repeatedly; the guy was terrified and trembling all over.
"I heard you have thousands of women."
Murong Feng screamed.
The guy was so scared he wet himself; hot, wet liquid streamed down his trouser leg and onto the floor.
Sheffield frowned: "Kneel down."
Murong Feng dared not refuse to kneel down, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and kneel on the ground.
Murong Feng knelt down directly in his own urine.
This guy was in a terrible state.
Sheffield put his hands on his hips and raised his right foot to step on Murong Feng's head.
“You are the emperor of the Xianbei? Today I, Sheffield, declare to you that I will be the one to demonstrate your imperial status.”
Murong Feng was so frightened that he knelt there, completely at a loss for what to do.
Sheffield stomped Murong Feng's head on the ground.
His face was covered in urine mixed with dust from the ground.
"How much money do you have in this palace? You'd better tell me honestly, or you can just wait to die."
Sheffield bent down, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped his boots a few times.
After wiping a few times, Sheffield straightened up: "Lick my shoes clean."
Murong Feng was a cowardly emperor who lived in the shadow of Murong Chui.
But Murong Feng had never encountered such humiliation as today.
He licked Sheffield's boots while tears streamed down his face.
Murong Feng had already cursed Murong Chui's ancestors for 18 generations in his heart.
"My lord, I don't know how much money we have in our palace."
"I, the emperor, do not concern myself with the expenses of the palace." Murong Feng stuck out his long tongue and licked the leather boots again and again, making them shine like new.
With a loud slap, Sheffield kicked Murong Feng in the face.
"You spineless emperor, you don't even know how much money you have? I don't think you need to live." Sheffield drew his musket with a whoosh.
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