Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 114 The Old Thief's Ten Thousand Cuts
night.

Chaos ensued outside the city of Kaifeng.

"Quickly open the city gates to welcome the government troops!"

"Don't follow Zhu Wen and become a traitor!"

……

The streets leading to the city gates were filled with a chaotic surge of people—civilians, soldiers, and even civil and military officials of the Great Liang Dynasty. The city gates in front of them were either already open or still opening, like floodgates releasing the people who were bound inside. The soldiers rushing out of the city unhesitatingly dropped their weapons and knelt down to surrender to the government troops in front of them, while the officials, along with their servants, transformed into loyal subjects of the Tang Dynasty, joyfully welcoming the royal army.

"General, we've been waiting for you! That traitor has been ravaging the people and officials. We've been longing for your army day and night."

An old man with white hair was pulling an officer who was entering the city and crying like a child.

Routine operation.

I imagine he was just as excited when he shouted "Long live the Emperor!" to Zhu Wenshan.

Historically, they would have repeated this kind of performance time and time again.

Have you ever heard of a veteran of ten dynasties?

A veteran of three reigns is already highly respected, but this veteran has served ten reigns!
Horror!
"Your Majesty, this humble general is willing to lead the vanguard!"

The other man, accompanied by a servant, was a disillusioned military general who bowed to Qin Qiong and said...

……

Countless similar performances were taking place outside the city.

Therefore, Yang Feng's extreme pressure did not even last for 24 hours, and ended with the collapse of the city after only a dozen hours.

In fact, when he appeared outside the city with the Tang army in a divine manner, everything was destined. After all, in the original history, more than ten years later, this city only lasted for less than a day in the face of Li Cunxu's desperate gamble. It is already remarkable that it can last for the same amount of time in the face of the heavenly army led by the immortal.

The breathtaking scene of thousands of troops emerging from the void shattered all illusions.

What resistance awaits aid?

What bargaining?

What hesitation?

All gone.

All that's left is to make a quick decision.

The Great Liang Dynasty is gone.

It's true that a dynasty that lasted less than a year ended up dying!

Since everyone was a Tang subject a few months ago, now is the time to quickly become a Tang subject again.

The local powerful figures, who just a few months ago were the powerful officials of the Great Liang Dynasty, were stripped of their military power by Zhu Wen and were now retired military governors living in exile in Kaifeng. Even Zhu Wen's soldiers, junior officers, and some high-ranking generals all rushed to abandon their Great Liang emperor on this night, surging towards the city gates to join the ranks of those welcoming the imperial army and to show their loyalty to the Great Tang forces.

Zhu Wen's empire collapsed like building blocks kicked apart by a naughty child.

It was over in an instant.

The speed was so fast that even Li Daoxuan and the others outside the city were caught off guard.

Even at this point, the Tang army had not yet completed the encirclement of the entire Kaifeng. In fact, their forces were insufficient. The 30,000 Tang soldiers who poured out from the spatial rift were only arrayed in the west of the city. At first, Li Daoxuan even thought that the city was preparing for a desperate attack and was ready to charge. However, before he could even get there, the latter had already abandoned their weapons.

"This is a joke!"

Yang Feng, suspended in the sky, watched the chaos below with a sense of bewilderment.

He couldn't even see any resistance.

not even one.

Moreover, the inner city gates were also opening, and those who came out to welcome the royal army had already poured into the outer city.

Of course, there are also those going in the opposite direction.

"Quickly, come with me to capture that traitor and present him to the Imperial Advisor!"

A military general, riding a horse, brandished his sword and shouted fiercely.

He was followed by hundreds of servants.

Another man opposite him, who was also leading his servants and preparing to leave the city to welcome the royal army, immediately realized what was happening and quickly turned his horse around to charge towards the main city. During their charge, they repeatedly encountered others with the same goal, eventually converging into a massive torrent of the royal army's vanguard. Inside the main city, a similar scene was unfolding. Although the main city was inhabited by Zhu Wen's confidants and even his sons, these people were certain to be executed.

but……

When you're desperate, who doesn't have an unrealistic fantasy?
Outside Zhu Wen's palace.

"Old thief Wan Duan!"

His son, Zhu Yougui, just like in the original history, held up a knife and shouted at the soldiers rushing past him.

So Zhu Wen ultimately couldn't escape the fate of that statement.

"It's all because of this old thief. He was so greedy and insisted on usurping the throne, which made us the rebels. Today, we will tear this old thief to pieces and offer his head to the Grand Preceptor. Even if we die, we cannot bear the name of a traitor."

We are not traitors.

We are loyal subjects of the Tang Dynasty who have turned against us!

Zhu Yougui continued shouting.

As for whether he believes it or not...

At a time like this, can't you just comfort yourself a little?

The officers and soldiers beside him, harboring the same illusions, shouted as they charged toward the palace. In their eyes, it really was like this: as long as they killed Zhu Wen, they could take his head and kneel before the Grand Preceptor. Surely the Grand Preceptor wouldn't kill them again? Besides, even if he did kill them, surely he wouldn't kill their entire families? In the end, it was all Zhu Wen's fault. If it weren't for his ambition to usurp the throne, they wouldn't be in this mess. The Grand Preceptor was a deity, not someone a mortal could contend with. In fact, ever since the Grand Preceptor flooded the Ten Garrisons, Zhu Wen's confidants had been living in constant fear.

After the four towns in Hebei were dealt with, all hope was lost.

They also blamed Zhu Wen.

It's all his fault.

As for who persuaded him to take the throne, let's just ignore that.

The surging soldiers stormed into the palace, heading straight for their Emperor of Liang.

As for their Great Liang Emperor, he was also rushing out of the palace at this time. In fact, Zhu Wen was also stunned. He did not expect that all his subordinates were traitors, even his son. He had only just learned of the internal strife in the city and was preparing to rush out of the palace. He was gathering his confidants to defend the city when he ran into the people who were going to kill him.

He looked somewhat bewildered at Zhu Yougui, who was holding a knife and shouting "You old thief, cut him to pieces!"

You are worse than a pig or a dog!

He spoke, his lips trembling.

Wang Yanzhang, who was standing beside him, was also stunned. Holding his iron spear, he stared blankly at the soldiers rushing towards him.

"Old thief Wan Duan!"

Zhu Yougui was still shouting behind the soldiers.

Moreover, judging from this hatred, it is clearly not just a matter of interests; this person truly wishes to tear his father to pieces.

"Your Majesty, hurry! Let's get out of the city first!"

Once he regained his senses, Wang Yanzhang grabbed Zhu Wen and ran back.

But it was too late, because a large number of soldiers rushed out from the other side, led by Zhu Wen's favorite son, Zhu Youwen.

"My son, save me!"

Zhu Wen exclaimed joyfully.

"You old thief, who is your son? My name is Kang Qin, a loyal subject of the Tang Dynasty. How could I be the son of a traitor like you!"

Zhu Youwen rebuked with righteous indignation.

Well, he wasn't wrong; he was just Zhu Wen's adopted son.

Zhu Wen stood there, knife in hand, and froze.

He stared in disbelief at his favorite son, whom he had even considered passing the throne to. The son's once gentle and refined face was now contorted with rage, and he too was pointing a knife at him. He staggered, suddenly coughed up blood, and collapsed.

Wang Yanzhang quickly helped him up.

But by this time, the soldiers commanded by Zhu Yougui and Zhu Youwen had already charged forward. Wang Yanzhang and a few relatively loyal guards protected Zhu Wen, and his bravery allowed them to hold out for the time being, although the number of soldiers surrounding them was increasing. Zhu Wen was clearly outmatched in the middle. It was evident that he genuinely favored Zhu Youwen; after all, when he saw Zhu Yougui earlier, he had fiercely cursed his own son as worse than pigs and dogs, but now, seeing Zhu Youwen's betrayal, he was so enraged that he vomited blood. Clearly, the betrayal of his own son was normal to him; historically, he had personally said, "As for my son, he is nothing but a pig and a dog."

But his adopted son's betrayal came as a surprise.

It has to be said that they were a loving father and a filial son.

He lay there paralyzed on the ground, watching Wang Yanzhang and several guards fight desperately.

But the latter are becoming fewer and fewer.

They were quickly hacked to death by the surrounding soldiers.

Wang Yanzhang was also covered in blood.

At this time, his official position was not high, but he was an absolute confidant of Zhu Wen. Before Zhu Wen became emperor, he was a yamen runner, and after he became emperor, he was the Left Commander of the Imperial Guards, a position equivalent to the captain of the personal guards. Therefore, he was very loyal to Zhu Wen.

But now his bravery and loyalty are of little use.

He was already teetering on the brink of collapse amidst the relentless attacks of soldiers charging at him from all sides.

"Kill him! Kill this old thief!"

Zhu Youwen was still shouting.

At the same moment, Zhu Yougui raised his bow and arrow and then shot it.

The arrow struck Wang Yanzhang squarely.

He finally collapsed after losing too much blood.

"Old thief Wan Duan!"

Zhu Yougui shouted excitedly.

Then the soldiers swarmed forward, raising their swords to hack Zhu Wen to death.

however……

"stop!"

A voice suddenly rang out above them.

They looked up in astonishment at the figure falling from the sky.

"Quickly, welcome the Imperial Preceptor!"

Zhu Youwen shouted without hesitation.

Then he knelt down as quickly as possible, and the soldiers hurriedly threw down their weapons and knelt down before the Grand Preceptor as well.

"Your humble servant Kangqin respectfully welcomes the Imperial Preceptor. May the Imperial Preceptor enjoy eternal happiness and longevity as long as the heavens."

He lay on the ground and shouted.

As for Zhu Yougui, he had also knelt down, but he didn't reveal his identity. Not only did he not reveal his identity, but he also tried to stay as far back as possible, hiding among the kneeling soldiers, and then carefully crawled to a dark corner. Clearly, he knew that his identity made it difficult to escape his fate. As for running to the old thief Wan Duan, it was more out of a desire for a final moment of pleasure before death. This shows that his idea of ​​tearing his father to pieces had been suppressed for a long time.

If you don't take action now, you will never have another chance.

Yang Feng ignored them and looked at Zhu Wen on the ground.

The latter looked at him with hatred.

"You monster, you have ruined my great cause."

Zhu Wen said angrily.

His peak of life vanished in an instant because of this demonic man. It's pitiful that he hasn't even been emperor for a full year!

"Your grand ambition? Don't dream about it. Even without me, your Great Liang Dynasty would have only lasted ten years or so. As for you, it would have lasted only three to five years. By the way, you died just like that. Zhu Yougui also shouted 'You old thief, cut him to pieces!' and then rushed in and hacked you to death."

Yang Feng said.

Zhu Wen turned to Zhu Yougui with resentment, only to find that the latter had disappeared.

"damn thing!"

He said.

"Doesn't it remind you of yourself? You betrayed Huang Chao, betrayed the Tang Dynasty, and murdered the emperor to establish yourself. Your son betrayed you and also murdered his father to establish himself. You two are indeed the real father and son."

Come on, let's go out and be executed in a public manner!

You should have no regrets, after all, you've been an emperor.

What more could one ask for in life?

Now comes the time to pay the price.

Yang Feng said.

"Quickly, tie up this traitor. Grand Preceptor, I'll prepare the prison cart right away. However, this traitor is a veteran of battle, and the city is still unsettled. It's inevitable that some of his followers will try to seize it. I think it's best to break his arms and legs."

Zhu Youwen immediately said in a flattering tone.

"Your Excellency uses the Seven Killings Decree to exterminate those who are disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust throughout the world. These scoundrels are all my confidants. They were the ones who instigated me to become emperor, and I also gave them their wealth and honor. This fellow claims to be surnamed Kang, but he is my adopted son and has long taken my surname. Isn't this the kind of person who is disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust? If Your Excellency spares such people, wouldn't you be a laughingstock?"

Zhu Wen said.

Zhu Youwen and the others looked at the Imperial Advisor in alarm.

The Imperial Advisor smiled slightly...

"as you wish."

He said.

The next moment, he pointed his nine-section staff, and a fire dragon instantly erupted, crashing into Zhu Youwen and engulfing him amidst the latter's terrified screams. At the same time, Yang Feng slowly moved his nine-section staff, and the fire dragon continued to devour more soldiers. Zhu Youwen and his men, already engulfed in flames, screamed and rolled, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but the fire only grew stronger, and they soon collapsed.

The soldiers in the palace scattered in terror and were constantly swallowed up by the fire dragon.

Soon, Yang Feng was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.

Wang Yanzhang, who was still alive at his feet, was unaffected, but the Imperial Advisor had no interest in him.

Yang Feng, dragging Zhu Wen along, calmly walked past the soldiers, their bodies engulfed in flames.

suddenly……

"There's another one here!"

He looked at Zhu Yougui, who was hiding in the corner.

The latter was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground.

"Imperial Preceptor, spare my life!"

He howled.

“The unfilial person deserves to be killed.”

Yang Feng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire dragon spewed out and crashed directly into Zhu Yougui.

Thus, Zhu Yougui also transformed into burning flames.

Zhu Wen, who was being dragged along, watched this scene with satisfaction. Then, Yang Feng pulled him further out of the palace. At this time, the palace and even the entire Yacheng were in chaos. Soldiers were fighting and looting everywhere. Those who thought they might escape were eager to exchange the heads of others for their own pardon, while those who knew they could not escape death were desperately trying to fight their way out.

After all, they can still escape.

Whether fleeing to the south or to the Khitan, as long as you escape first, there will always be a chance.

Especially among the Khitans, Abao would have been very welcoming to them.

Yang Feng's arrival was too sudden, leaving them no time to even escape. Now they had no choice but to fight their way out. So while the inner and outer cities were celebrating the arrival of the royal army with feasts and drinks, the inner city was a battlefield of bloodshed.

Of course, no one dared to disturb the Imperial Preceptor.

The Imperial Advisor, dragging the Emperor of Liang along, calmly walked out of the chaotic city amidst the fighting crowds, with everyone making way for him wherever he went...

(End of this chapter)