The gap in strength is too large.
"Liu Jie, we have already made contact with the various kings outside. Anything you want to do now is nothing but a desperate struggle."
"Whether it's a death throes or not is not for you to decide; it's just that you won't be able to see it."
With a wave of his hand, blood splattered onto the golden dragon pillar beside him.
As they faced death, a question came to mind.
Their emperor, whose true form was Yazi, the dragon, was only seen by them. Yazi's ambition and majesty were never revealed.
"We've been tricked?!"
With these questions in mind, they sank into darkness forever.
Eighty percent of the ministers who were still in the imperial court were gone.
"My dear ministers, I know you may have some doubts. Now come with me."
The emperor was in front, the prime minister was behind, and there were also black-clad guards on both sides.
The remaining ministers were also unsure of what to do. They hadn't yet recovered from the changes that had just occurred and were simply following along instinctively.
After leaving the main hall, passing through the emperor's harem, and going through a dark room, we arrived at the back mountain of the capital.
"My fellow colleagues, please watch closely. What follows is the greatest trump card of our Great Gan Dynasty."
At one of the entrances, the prime minister turned around and gave them a meaningful look.
Continuing onward, they entered the mountain through a passage and discovered that a huge cavity had been dug out sometime during the day, almost hollowing out the back of the mountain.
Inside the cave was a fully armed force, estimated to number eighty or ninety thousand.
"What are these? Dragon Guards? No, their senses are stronger than the Dragon Guards'?"
Similar to the Emperor's personal Dragon Guard, the True Form has black scales and dragon-like eyes. Just standing here gives people an endless sense of oppression.
“Starting from the founding emperor of this dynasty, generation after generation, they have secretly cultivated, trained, and expanded their trump cards. This is the true Dragon Guard.”
Although their numbers are small, each of them is strong enough to deal with more than ten ordinary cultivators.
With such a powerful army, what does it matter if we are annihilated? It's just another battle to conquer the world.
Upon hearing Liu Jie's explanation, their first thought was that it was highly unlikely.
The more elite the soldiers, the greater the requirements for training and supplies.
The Imperial Guards in the capital number only 30,000, but they could easily defeat 300,000 elite troops.
Their supply needs are three to four times that of other troops, and now there are even stronger troops. How can they afford to feed them? Where will they get the money?
Wait, where did the money come from?
The ministers present seemed to understand where the money from the emperor's repeated extortion and levies had gone, and where the prime minister had embezzled it.
This isn't greed; it's quietly throwing money at a huge opportunity.
"Your Majesty, you and the Prime Minister are putting on a show together..."
They all understood. As long as Liu Jie acted like a tyrannical and incompetent ruler, the prime minister could amass as much wealth as possible.
The prime minister's faction, which formed cliques and sent out their own people, were like black gloves—used when needed, but now that things have come to this, they should all be dealt with.
After all, if ten of those people are killed, there might be innocent ones, but if nine out of ten are killed, there will definitely be some who escape.
Then, when the world is truly in chaos and on the verge of collapse, the emperor, leading the Imperial Guard, will use absolute power to reunify the world once again.
They had already spotted the group of ministers who had mysteriously disappeared some time ago. These people, who were truly loyal to Daqian, were the core group that Liu Jie would form after restoring the empire.
However, they also realized another problem.
"But if you are not a tyrant, why, why do you allow the world to descend into chaos?"
Theoretically, the problem of chaos can be solved at its root. Why do they have to go through all this trouble, first creating chaos in the world before trying to pacify it?
"Why? That's because, naturally, it's because of a prophecy that our founding emperor received since the establishment of this dynasty..."
Liu Jie looked up at the dragon head carved on the ceiling, his eyes filled with a complex expression.
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