kingnovel Chapter 492: Burning Fengtian Palace
Chapter 492: Burning Fengtian Palace
The sinister and treacherous old poisoner who was smiling just now saw that the two men were not afraid of the poisonous insects at all, and the poisonous insects did not drill into their bodies. Only then did a look of worry and fear appear on his face.
After seeing Liang Chongyue chop off a palace maid's head with a sword, the expression on the old poisonous creature's face completely collapsed. Looking at Yan Yang who was about to rush to him, he could no longer hold back and began to mutter to himself.
The old thing kept on yelling for a long time, and the eyes of the palace servants who came towards Liang Chongyue became even redder. The poisonous insects crawling on the ground made sharp hissing sounds and attacked Liang Chongyue and Jing Suiyang in groups.
Liang Chongyue had amazing hearing. Although he was far away from the old poisonous creature, he could still hear him exclaiming in surprise that this was impossible.
When Liang Chongyue swung his sword, he turned around and saw the old poisonous creature trying to run away with a look of fear on his face, but Jing Sui Yang chopped off his head with a sword.
The moment his head hit the ground, a long snake suddenly emerged from the old poisonous creature's neck. Before Jing Sui Yang could react, the little snake in his arms rushed out.
He wrestled with the long snake that came out of the old poisonous creature's neck.
Liang Chongyue didn't have time to focus on that half. The palace servants on this half were not vegetarians either. None of them felt any pain. If the magic sword couldn't chop off their heads in one go, the swords in the hands of these palace servants would poke Liang Chongyue's face.
Fortunately, Jing Sui Yang's side of the fight ended quickly. After dealing with all the palace servants, Liang Chongyue looked down at himself, his body covered in blood. Even his hands were covered in blood. This scene looked exactly like the scene in his nightmare.
Liang Chongyue walked up to the old poisonous creature and confirmed that his head had been chopped off, and even his limbs and torso had been chopped into pieces by Jing Suiyang. He immediately notified the system:
"Yan Yang can be killed."
After hearing the response from the system, Liang Chongyue did not even have time to wipe the blood off his body. He sat down at the dragon table in the inner hall and began to draft the decree of surrender for the defenders.
After calculation, there are still eighteen cities that have not been conquered by my uncle. By the time the imperial edict is delivered, according to my uncle's speed, there should only be more than ten cities left. Fifteen copies should be enough.
After finishing writing, Liang Chongyue checked to make sure the handwriting was correct and that no blood had dripped onto it. He then pulled out the Northern Territory Jade Seal that had been copied by the system early in the morning in front of Jing Suiyang by pulling out a drawer.
The system is indeed a bit simplistic. The imperial seal doesn't even have a cloth to wrap it. If it wasn't printed out with no problems, Liang Chongyue would have thought that the system had found some unlicensed factory to make it.
After all fifteen imperial edicts for the defenders' surrender were written and stamped, Liang Chongyue picked them up and blew them dry with satisfaction. As for the jade seal, it was of no use at all.
Whether it was true or not, the Northern Territory had belonged to Daxia since the moment she trapped Yan Yang in the secret cell in the princess's mansion.
No matter who appears with the real imperial seal now, it cannot change this result.
"Host, Yan Yang is dead and has been chopped into eighteen pieces. Should we bury him or burn him?"
The system's voice rang in his mind, and the panel appeared again, projecting the scene of Liang Fang holding the letter given by the system and solving the problem of Yan Yang.
Looking at the dim area recording Yan Yang's information, Liang Chongyue finally believed that Yan Yang was dead.
However, the pair of blue eyes were still in her backpack. The madman appeared in front of her in a selfish and embarrassed manner, trying to gain her sympathy, and finally died in front of her in an undignified manner.
"Bury him. Buy him a good coffin and bury him with his eyes and tongue."
Liang Chongyue spoke slowly. After reminiscing about the little madman who suddenly appeared in her life and whose life she ended, she quickly pulled herself out of her emotions and set fire to the Fengtian Hall.
These poisonous insects and the dead palace maids were burned together with the Fengtian Palace.
Seeing the fire growing bigger and bigger, the poisonous insects that were so aggressive just now rolled and fled in the flames. Seeing with their own eyes the body of the old poisonous creature wrapped in flames, Liang Chongyue took Jing Suiyang out of Fengtian Hall.
Suddenly, the Northern Border Imperial City began to catch fire from the center, and flames shot up into the sky. When Liang Chongyue and Jing Suiyang came out of Fengtian Palace, palace servants who were fighting the fire had already arrived outside Fengtian Palace with buckets of water.
Stopped by the magic sword in Liang Chongyue's hand:
"The king has decreed that the fire continue to burn until Fengtian Palace is completely consumed. No one is allowed to put out the fire. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
Liang Chongyue's voice sounded like it came from the eighteen levels of hell. The palace maids who had been oppressed by the royal family of the northern border for a long time did not even dare to breathe. They could only kneel down dozens of meters away from the Fengtian Palace and watch this towering, man-eating palace being burned in the sea of fire.
"Where is the general?"
Liang Chongyue used his inner strength to push away the voice. In less than a quarter of an hour, a burly general wearing heavy armor and a helmet tassel came from outside the Fengtian Palace.
After seeing the Fengtian Hall, which had been mostly burned, he showed a look of shock and quickly walked to Jing Suiyang and knelt down:
"Don't blame me, Your Majesty, for being late."
Jing Suiyang still maintained his outward appearance of coldness and indifference, and threw the fifteen imperial edicts that His Highness had just handed to him into the general's face:
"My will is clear. This is an order of surrender. The North no longer has the strength to resist. Any further resistance is pointless. The casualties are all brave warriors of the North. I should now obey the will of heaven. Only by surrendering can the North be protected in the long run. I will trouble you, General, to deliver it to the various capitals for me."
Liang Chongyue had never thought that Jing Suiyang's acting was so good before. The blue eye that was exposed was full of belated guilt and regret.
After Jing Suiyang finished speaking, he lowered his head and coughed a few times. If Liang Chongyue had not looked at his information which showed that he had no other problems except the wounds from the poisonous insect bites that were still bleeding, he would have almost believed it.
Hearing that the king was going to surrender, the palace maids and guards kneeling below were shocked and speechless. They had already prepared to perish along with the imperial city. Now that the king was willing to surrender, they might still have a chance to survive.
When they looked at each other, they saw the desire to live in each other's eyes.
Liang Chongyue clearly saw hope glimmering in the eyes of the people kneeling below the stone steps. The three hundred years of tyrannical rule of the Northern Royal Family ended with the Fengtian Palace that was about to burn down behind them.
The general in heavy armor picked up the imperial edicts scattered on the ground one by one with trembling hands. Helplessness and reluctance flashed across his face, and there was still a last trace of desire in his eyes as he looked at the king. He wanted to make one last struggle, but with the king avoiding his gaze, he finally compromised slowly.
Daxia and the Northern Territory have fought countless battles in the past ten years, both large and small, with each side winning and losing, and the bravest soldiers of both sides died on the battlefield.
In this world, things that are long united will eventually divide, and things that are long divided will eventually unite. She won this battle, and the northern border no longer existed, becoming her fiefdom.
In the near future, Daxia will also be hers.