Chen Zhennan's words were like a morning bell and evening drum, awakening the memories of the team members who had experienced the baptism of fire in Beirong City.
Those memories, like branded marks, were deeply etched into their hearts. Now, awakened, they transformed into endless fighting spirit and fury.
Three hundred mounted soldiers, like vengeful angels, charged out first, relentlessly pursuing the fleeing Japanese army. The sound of their hooves echoed across the land like war drums.
Following closely behind, the team members who were not on horseback also charged out with shouts. Their battle cries were deafening, sweeping across the battlefield like a tsunami.
Their eyes burned with the flames of revenge, vowing to make their enemies pay the price.
Lin Cheng witnessed all of this, and his face gradually turned gloomy. He reminded his brother with some worry, "If we let the brothers slaughter indiscriminately, the city will be a river of blood. The Japanese army can be wiped out, but the old, weak, women and children in the city are all innocent."
Chen Zhennan understood Lin Cheng's meaning and could better understand his feelings.
"All the innocent people in the world are just ordinary citizens, so why must one side always die? Is that what you want to ask?" Chen Zhennan asked with a bitter expression.
Lin Cheng nodded slightly without speaking, but his eyes revealed his agreement with and expectation of Chen Zhennan's words.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zhennan slowly said, "I believe that the brothers in the special forces will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and I believe even more in the goodness of the only civilization in the world that has never been interrupted, even when facing a group of beasts that are worse than pigs and dogs."
The special forces team charged into Edo Castle like tigers descending a mountain, unstoppable.
Gunfire erupted instantly, flames soared into the sky, tearing the tranquility into a chaotic battlefield.
Those Japanese soldiers who fled thought that returning to the city would save them from being killed, but little did they know that their fate had already been decided by the great wheel of war, and they could not escape death.
Gunshots mingled with explosions and screams, creating a symphony of hell that heralded death.
The people in the city were terrified and fled in all directions, their faces filled with panic and helplessness.
But the special forces members weren't focused on these innocent civilians at all; they knew who they were going to kill, not harm civilians.
The chaos in the city was like a stormy sea, surging and uncontrollable.
The palace was not peaceful either. Emperor Tenmu originally thought that Chen Zhennan was doomed, but he did not expect that the fire would spread to Edo Castle.
He stared dumbfounded at the towering flames engulfing the city, his confidence extinguished by the relentless flames of war, and he was filled with rage and shame.
"I want to go and see for myself!" Emperor Tenmu's voice echoed in the hall, filled with intense anger and resentment.
Seeing this, the ministers rushed forward to stop him, anxiously pleading, "Your Majesty, you mustn't! Chaos is breaking out in the city, and your safety will be at risk..."
Emperor Tenmu's attitude was firm, his face filled with determination, ignoring the ministers' objections.
"My mind is made up, and no one can stop me!"
Just as he was about to leave the main hall, Empress Runo Sanryo blocked Emperor Tenmu's path.
"Your Majesty, now is not the time to act rashly. Edo Castle is in chaos, the army is in complete disarray, and defeat is imminent."
Emperor Tenmu was slightly taken aback. He looked at his empress, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
"I cannot just sit idly by and do nothing. I must personally take command and turn the tide!"
When Luye Zanliang saw that he was still so stubborn, his face turned cold.
At this moment, she was no longer a docile empress, but an empress who held the key to destiny.
Luye Zanra reached out and clapped his hands lightly, the sound echoing in the hall like the call of death.
Four masked men dressed in white suddenly appeared at the entrance of the main hall. They were like ghosts emerging from the shadows, silent yet carrying a chilling sense of oppression.
Emperor Tenmu was stunned. His eyes widened like copper bells as he frowned at Rokuno Sanryo, his eyes filled with confusion and anger.
What do you mean by that?
His voice echoed in the hall, trembling slightly, questioning the betrayal of his closest loved ones.
Luye Zanliang gritted her teeth, a resolute look on her face, and said coldly, "I mean nothing else. Now we need our emperor to come out of the city and kneel to welcome the Emperor of Great Yan."
Her voice carried an unquestionable decisiveness, as if she were issuing an irrevocable command.
Emperor Tenmu's face was filled with disbelief; he never expected his empress to say such a thing.
A surge of betrayal pain welled up within him, and he abruptly pointed at Rokuno Sanryo.
"You...you actually...captured them!"
Upon hearing the commotion, the guards drew their swords and surrounded the Empress and the white-clad figure behind her.
But to the surprise of Emperor Tenmu and all his ministers, the white-clad men were incredibly fast. Their movements were like lightning, and with a flash of their blades, they killed all the guards.
Blood splattered as the guards' bodies fell onto the jade floor of the main hall, their eyes still filled with the terror and disbelief of their dying moments.
The atmosphere in the hall froze instantly; everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.
A hint of fear appeared on Emperor Tenmu's face, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
He looked at Rokuno Sanryo, his voice trembling as he questioned, "What...what do you want to do? Do you want to betray the Empire?"
A trace of sorrow appeared on Luye Zan's face, and his eyes held a complex emotion.
"Your Majesty, this is not betrayal, but for the future of the Empire."
As he spoke, Luye Sanryo ordered the men in white behind him to lift their emperor and walk towards the outside of the palace.
...
As Chen Zhennan rode his warhorse, he slowly entered Edo Castle. The sight before him made him gasp in astonishment.
The city was awash in blood, with corpses strewn everywhere, a scene of utter devastation.
A complex emotion welled up in his heart. He sighed and shook his head, a trace of reluctance flashing in his deep eyes.
"Stop. Don't chase those deserters anymore."
Following Chen Zhennan's order, the team members stopped their pursuit and gathered around Chen Zhennan in an orderly manner.
Leading his special forces team, Chen Zhennan slowly made his way to the palace. Upon arriving at the palace gate, he found two men and a woman kneeling on the ground.
The man in white on the left slowly raised his head and said in broken Chinese, "Kneeling here are Emperor Yamato Tenmu and Empress Runo Sanra."
"Yamato? Yamato my ass!"
Chen Zhennan cursed, dismounted, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have heard the name Luye Zanliang before.
Squatting down, Chen Zhennan looked coldly at the two people in front of him and noticed that they were quite different in age.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're your wife's uncle, right?"
The man in white translated Chen Zhennan's words, and the two nodded, both looking somewhat embarrassed.
"There really is a tradition here. Art comes from life, that's fucking true!"
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