An Zhongyi was taken into a tent with a fearless attitude.
When he looked at his smiling son sitting at the low table in front of him, he wiped his eyes with a look of disbelief.
An Jingzhi asked them to send An Zhongyi and his family out because he wanted to protect An Zhongyi. He was afraid that he would be accidentally injured when they rushed into the imperial city. He was also afraid that the emperor would not wait to kill An Zhongyi to vent his anger. Once An Zhongyi was in his hands, he had no worries.
"Dad, what's wrong? You don't recognize your son after just a few days?"
An Zhongyi raised his finger and pointed at the other person, trembling, "You! Why, why are you here?"
An Jingzhi smiled and said, "Dad, I will explain the details to you later. Now there are more important things to do."
An Zhongyi was dazed and said, "W-what?"
An Jingzhi said slowly, "Attack the city."
Someone was then sent to take care of An Zhongyi. Liu Qianhua, who had already learned the whole story and was untied by someone, was already waiting for him outside.
As for Zhang Baotian, he was sent to stay with An Zhongyi.
"We'll rush into the city later, and you'll be responsible for showing the way." An Jingzhi said slowly.
Liu Qianhua never thought that he would be so rich. He said that he had consulted a fortune teller, who said that he would be a blessed person in this life!
Trying hard to suppress the ecstasy on his face, he said, "Don't worry, sir! I know exactly where each official in this city lives! I even know the emperor's most frequented chambers."
When Prime Minister Song saw that the bandits under the city began to move, he thought that they were going to retreat, but he found that they did not seem to be retreating. They only retreated a few steps and then moved forward again, as if they were going to attack the city.
He said in panic, "Why are you breaking your promise? Didn't you say you would leave An Zhongyi and his men after handing them over to you?!"
Han Hao smiled and said, "Yeah, didn't we retreat when we were packing up our equipment just now? Now we're attacking again, so we're keeping our word, right?"
"He is untrustworthy! He goes back on his word! He is a traitor!" Prime Minister Song jumped up and down and cursed on the city wall.
When the siege began, Prime Minister Song, who was cursing, became a sitting duck and was shot dead on the city wall by Han Hao, a soldier in the army.
"Dad, I have avenged you." Then Han Hao ordered an attack on the city.
An Zhongyi and Zhang Baotian, who were not far away, stared at the scene in a daze. He died just like that? Prime Minister Song actually died on the city wall?
In less than half an hour, the city gate was easily breached. Under the leadership of Liu Qianhua, the imperial city was controlled in the first time. An Jingzhi sat on the dragon throne, and the emperor knelt in front of him crying bitterly.
"Tsk tsk." An Jingzhi took a look and said with some disgust, "Drag him away."
An Zhongyi looked at An Jingzhi, who was sitting on the dragon throne with a look of disgust on his face. The shock in his heart had made him numb.
"Haha...I'm the emperor's father."
Zhang Baotian, who was standing by, was laughing so hard that his face was about to break.
Liu Qianhua was even more of a servile person and immediately knelt down at An Jingzhi's feet, "Long live His Majesty."
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