"Thank you, Lord Chen." Chen Tuan then stood up and said.
"No need to be so polite," Chen Ting quickly stood up and said.
"Alright, this old Taoist priest must take his leave now."
“Farewell, Daoist Master. It’s getting dark. I have extra rooms at home. Why don’t you stay here for the night?” Chen Ting said.
Chen Tuan shook his head and sighed.
"The old Taoist priest has no choice but to leave, otherwise there won't be enough time."
"What do you mean it's too late?" Chen Ting asked, stunned.
"Something's going to happen to Da Jin." After saying that, Chen Tuan turned around and disappeared as a white light.
Chen Ting stared wide-eyed at the empty space in front of him.
"Gods and immortals, it's gods and immortals again."
In the past few days, many more soldiers have gradually entered Kaifeng City. Wanyan Chenglin used the pretext of troop rotation to exchange soldiers outside the city with those inside. This transfer did not attract the attention of the court. After all, those people are still holding lavish banquets every day and are extremely happy. They have no time to care about such things.
Chen Heshang's three thousand elite troops were also transferred to the city. Together with Wanyan Chenglin's confidants, the entire capital of the Great Jin Kingdom is now completely under their control.
"Daoist Master, I am prepared to make my move tonight," Wanyan Chenglin said to Li Daoyi in the General's Mansion.
"Yes, remember, only kill those who deserve to die. I'm sure you've figured that out by now. Lock up the others who don't deserve to die. The most important thing is to be quick and not harm the common people," Li Dao nodded and said.
"yes."
"Seniors, I entrust the palace gates to you." Wanyan Chenglin then said to Dongfang Bubai and Hong Qigong.
"General, rest assured, it's just a city gate," Hong Qigong said with a smile.
Afterwards, everyone left the general's mansion. It was already dusk, and the last rays of the sun seemed to foreshadow the impending end of the Jin Dynasty.
As soon as he stepped out of the general's mansion, Monk Chen was already waiting outside.
“General, everything is ready,” Monk Chen said as he stepped forward.
"Alright, proceed according to plan. Remember, speed is crucial. Once inside the palace, if you encounter any obstacles, kill them without mercy," Wanyan Chenglin said coldly.
"Yes," Monk Chen replied, taking a deep breath. He understood that there was no turning back now, and besides, there was no need to turn back.
Pedestrians on the street suddenly noticed a large number of soldiers. The soldiers, citing the curfew, forcibly pushed people and shops back into their homes and closed their shops.
Although people had some doubts, they dared not disobey the soldiers, and gradually the four main roads leading to the palace all quieted down.
People who returned home suddenly heard a dense sound of footsteps and horses' hooves coming from the street. Some of the bolder ones looked out through the cracks in their doors and saw a uniform group of soldiers in black appearing on the street, each with a piece of white cloth wrapped around their arm.
"What's going on?" Everyone wondered, but no one dared to go out on their own.
Gradually, sounds of fighting could be heard coming from the residences of various officials. These people belonged to the stubborn Jurchen nobles and were on Wanyan Chenglin's kill list. There was no doubt that these people would be killed. It looked cruel, but this step had to be taken. Otherwise, the future of the Jurchens would still be dominated by these old nobles.
The sound of orderly footsteps reached the palace walls, waking the soldiers who were fast asleep on the walls, their hands resting on wine jars.
What was that sound?
Someone rubbed their eyes, still half asleep, and poked their head out.
"Whoosh..."
A whistling sound rang out, the soldier's head trembled, and then he fell backward, revealing an arrow stuck in his forehead.
"ah…"
The companion next to him screamed in fright.
Before anyone else could react, two figures fell from the sky.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Countless flying needles instantly pierced the heads of these soldiers.
"Tsk tsk, Dongfang girl, your skills have improved again." Hong Qigong exclaimed in amazement.
Dongfang Bubai turned around and glanced at Hong Qigong before speaking.
"Seventh Master, go open the city gate. Leave this to me."
After saying that, he continued to charge towards the other side of the city wall, where a large number of soldiers had already reacted and were heading this way.
“No problem,” Hong Qigong replied. Then, he flashed and landed at the city gate.
"The flying dragon soars in the sky."
Then the sound of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms came from below.
The commotion at the city gate quickly alerted the imperial guards in the palace. Sensing something was amiss, the guards rushed towards the palace gate.
"The dragon that soars too high will regret it."
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the city gate.
"roar…"
A dragon's roar resounded.
"boom…"
The sound of the heavy object collapsing soon reached the ears of the Imperial Guards.
Just then, as they were about to reach the city gate, they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves and dense footsteps ahead.
The commander of the Imperial Guards had a bad feeling and quickly shouted loudly towards the front.
"Halt!"
However, the sound of horses' hooves did not stop, and it grew closer and closer.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" the commander shouted to the soldiers behind him. Facing the cavalry, they had no choice but to flee; otherwise, they would be committing suicide.
"Splash..."
In an instant, the Imperial Guards scattered to both sides.
Just then, the sound of horses' hooves subsided.
The moon peeked out from behind the clouds at that moment, its light shining on Wanyan Chenglin's face.
"General." The commander was stunned.
"Gulijia, get out of the way with your men," Wanyan Chenglin said coldly.
The Imperial Guard Commander, Gulijia, looked at Wanyan Chenglin, then at the densely packed army behind him, and a terrifying word flashed through his mind: rebellion.
"General, why...why?" Gulijia asked with difficulty.
"Why? You ask why? I'm too lazy to explain to you. I'll give you three breaths. If you don't move aside, you die." With that, Wanyan Chenglin exuded a powerful killing intent.
Gulijia shivered and quickly turned around.
"Make way, make way."
The Imperial Guards were immediately relieved and scattered in all directions. There were fewer than three thousand of them, while there were at least tens of thousands of people on the other side.
"Hmph, you've escaped with your life." Wanyan Chenglin then spurred his horse and led his cavalry forward.
"Splash..."
The imperial guards around them knelt on the ground, and then a group of black-clad soldiers rushed out and confiscated all their weapons.
"Hiss, the Loyal and Filial Army." Someone recognized these men in black as the renowned Loyal and Filial Army.
"Kneel down obediently, or you will be killed."
At that moment, the sounds of fighting erupted from within, causing the Imperial Guards to tremble in fear. Gulijia understood that the fate of the Great Jin Dynasty was about to change.
Soon the entire palace was surrounded. The Da'an Hall was brightly lit at the time. The eunuchs and soldiers guarding the gate were shot to death by arrows before they could react, but the commotion quickly spread.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" someone shouted.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of royal guards rushed out of the Da'an Hall. These were elite guards specifically responsible for protecting Emperor Wanyan Shouxu.
The guards were clearly startled by the sudden appearance of the army, but before they could even process it, a volley of arrows came hurtling towards them.
"Watch out for arrows!" someone shouted.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Arrows rained down.
After a volley of arrows, more than half of the hundreds of guards fell.
"Get on." From horseback, Wanyan Chenglin waved his hand.
"Kill!" Monk Chen, wielding a broadsword, charged forward first, followed by thousands of others who swarmed in.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
The many ministers in the Da'an Hall, who were still in shock, were awakened by a wail.
A guard ran in, supporting himself on his left hand, with an arrow stuck in his arm.
The guards knelt down before Wanyan Shouxu, who was sitting on the dragon throne and was incredibly obese.
"What happened?"
"Your Majesty, it's...it's the Grand General! The Grand General has rebelled! We...we can't hold out any longer!"
"What? Wanyan Chenglin." Wanyan Shouxu was taken aback. He tried to get up, but he was too fat and sat down again halfway up.
The sounds of fighting outside the palace gradually faded away, and many ministers ran in a panic to the emperor's dragon throne, as if being near the throne would make them feel safe.
"Bang..."
A loud crash was heard as the palace doors were smashed open.
Wanyan Chenglin walked in, with Chen Heshang beside him and a huge army behind him.
The soldiers quickly entered the main hall and guarded all the entrances.
"General, why? I have always treated you well," Wanyan Shouxu said bitterly.
“Your Majesty, this is the last time I will call you Your Majesty. This day was only a matter of time,” Wanyan Chenglin said.
He then looked around at the chaotic hall, the table laden with various delicacies, the disheveled beauties kneeling trembling to the side, and the drunken ministers who were even more appalling to behold.
"snort."
Wanyan Chenglin was immediately enraged when he saw these people. It was these parasites and good-for-nothings who had led the country to this point.
He gave Monk Chen a look.
Chen Heshang, who had long been unable to restrain himself, led several loyal and filial soldiers, each wielding a long sword, toward the drunken ministers.
"Pfft..."
With a swift stroke of the blade, more than a dozen ministers passed away peacefully.
"ah…"
This scene immediately terrified the other ministers.
"General, please don't kill me! I'm willing to make you emperor. You will be the emperor of my Great Jin Dynasty from now on." A minister knelt and prostrated himself before Wanyan Chenglin.
"Me too, me too, I also support him!" Suddenly, all the ministers around the emperor rushed to Wanyan Chenglin and knelt down to beg.
"Hahahaha..." Wanyan Chenglin burst into laughter.
"Look, look, see? Brothers, this is the high and mighty adults in your eyes. Look at their faces now."
“Look around you. They live a life of splendor, with delicacies and beautiful women. And what about you? Think about how long it has been since you received a full military payout. If it weren’t for General Chen and me pleading with all our might, Wanyan Shouxu wouldn’t even have been willing to give you a third of the military payout.”
The soldiers present all glared angrily.
"With these people around, do we still have any hope? Shouldn't the Great Jin be destroyed?" Wanyan Chenglin roared.
"There's no hope, they should be destroyed, they should be destroyed!" Monk Chen shouted, tears streaming down his face as he did so.
"They deserve to die! They deserve to die! These bastards deserve to die!" The crowd was in a frenzy. The soldiers seemed to have had enough of their old lives, and everyone was venting their frustrations, shouting desperately.
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