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The tyrannical emperor occupied an official's residence, watched the dancing girls gracefully, drank fine wine, and murmured to himself.

"Great! Well done!"

"If my harem hadn't been occupied by those rebels, I would have taken you all back to the palace."

As he spoke, he beckoned to a beautiful dancer.

"Come here, come to my side."

The dancer looked at him timidly, not daring to approach.

But he was violently shoved by the eunuch beside him, and fell towards the tyrannical emperor.

The tyrant opened his mouth, and the stench of alcohol assaulted the dancer's face.

"Why don't you stay and serve me?"

The dancer shook her head in terror and pushed him away forcefully.

"Your Majesty, I am still young, you cannot..."

But the tyrannical emperor wouldn't listen to reason and hastily ordered everyone to leave.

He was only interested in taking advantage of the dancer, and as soon as everyone left, he couldn't wait to kiss her.

He had been on the battlefield, after all; even though he was old, his strength was far beyond that of a dancer.

Seeing that she couldn't move the tyrannical emperor, the dancer suddenly produced a silver hairpin and stabbed it fiercely at him.

"You dog emperor, prepare to die!"

The tyrannical emperor shoved the dancer aside, rolled awkwardly around, and dodged her attack.

He touched his neck, a flicker of annoyance crossing his mind.

"It is your honor that I have taken a liking to you, yet you dare to assassinate me!"

The dancer sneered.

"Honor? I just feel disgusted."

"Now who still recognizes you as His Majesty? Everyone just sees you as a stray dog."

As the dancer spoke, she charged at him again.

Upon seeing this, the tyrannical emperor drew his sword to defend himself, and with a single strike, he wounded the dancer's hand.

He walked up to the dancer, sword in hand.

"I am the supreme ruler, the sovereign of all under heaven!"

"That Su Yuanqiao is a traitor! I will reclaim our land one day."

The dancer gave a cold laugh.

"Bah! What kind of supreme ruler are you? Apart from those treacherous ministers around you, who would even acknowledge you!"

"They know they have no way to survive if they fall into Su Yuanqiao's hands, that's why they follow you. If Su Yuanqiao is willing to spare their lives, you will be the first person they abandon."

The dancer's eyes flashed with intense hatred.

"To tell you the truth, the people in the city have already planned to surround you and welcome General Su into the city."

Your glory days won't last long.

Upon hearing this, the tyrannical emperor hurriedly opened the door, intending to escape.

He found that the area outside the door was already crowded with people, some holding kitchen knives and others holding scissors, surrounding his trusted confidants.

When they saw him come out, the faces of the people showed some anger.

"When my southern city suffered disaster, His Majesty refused to provide relief."

"Now that His Majesty is in distress, he has thought of the people of the southern city."

"Do you know how much the people of Nancheng have sacrificed to survive! We wish we could skin you alive, how could we willingly serve you?"

The people rose up in rebellion, and the tyrannical emperor was shocked to see that even the usually obedient ants dared to take up arms and resist.

Just then, the dancer from before staggered out, clutching her bleeding arm.

"You didn't expect that, did you? We lowly commoners, whose lives are as insignificant as grass, could actually push His Majesty to this extent."

The tyrannical emperor looked into the dancer's familiar eyes and couldn't help but ask.

"What have I done to make you hate me so much?"

The dancer laughed loudly as she approached the tyrannical emperor.

"Does Your Majesty not recognize me? I am the daughter of the former Minister of Revenue."

"Just because my father disagreed with your large-scale construction projects, you cut off my father's head, exiled the men, and forced the women into prostitution."

"So many people have suffered because of you, their families have been destroyed because of you, yet you are completely unaware, and you even have the nerve to ask us why we treat you this way."

The dancer laughed loudly, her tone filled with sorrow.

"Father, open your eyes and look! This is the monarch you dedicated your life to! I feel so sorry for you! I feel so sorry for you!"

Looking at the dancer's frenzied appearance and the fierce eyes of the people.

The tyrannical ruler finally realized that he had long lost the hearts of the people.

The defeat was inevitable, and there was no way to turn the tide.

This scene had appeared countless times in his dreams, and now it had come true.

He thought he would be afraid and kneel down to beg for mercy like in his dream.

But in reality, he felt no fear.

Instead, there was a sense of relief, as if I was about to be liberated.

When he was escorted and pushed by the people to Su Yuanqiao, he still stood tall and looked calm.

He straightened his clothes, raised his head, and looked at Su Yuanqiao.

"Su Yuanqiao, do you dare to fight me fair and square?"

Su Yuanqiao glanced at him.

"You? You want to fight me?"

He noticed Su Yuanqiao's gaze, felt disrespected, and snorted coldly.

"That's right, I'm going to fight you!"

"Do you dare or not?"

Faced with the tyrannical emperor's provocation, Su Yuanqiao sneered and threw a long sword at him.

The long sword that used to feel so light was now quite difficult for him; he took the sword and staggered.

Decades have passed, and everyone has grown old.

Whether it's him or Su Yuanqiao.

What hasn't aged is Su Yuanqiao's pair of eyes, still full of fighting spirit.

Whether it was decades ago or decades from now.

They were all so steadfast, so dazzling.

At that moment, he seemed to see his younger self, trapped in the enemy camp, and Su Yuanqiao riding over on horseback to rescue him.

At that time, Su Yuanqiao was like a demon from hell.

Unstoppable, unstoppable.

Su Yuanqiao's figure was so dazzling, and his strength was so formidable.

Su Yuanqiao's heroic figure in battle was deeply imprinted in his heart.

When Su Yuanqiao rescued him, he thought Su Yuanqiao was a pillar of the nation and the war god of Dayun.

As long as Su Yuanqiao and these military generals are there, the Great Yun Dynasty will not perish.

But as he grew older, the image of Su Yuanqiao in his mind gradually changed.

Su Yuanqiao grew stronger and more uncontrollable, while he, now old and frail, became the target of Su Yuanqiao's blade.

Then he began to panic and become afraid.

I was restless and couldn't sleep all night.

Not daring to target Su Yuanqiao, he turned his attention to the other veteran officials.

These people were once heroes of Dayun.

He was his loyal subject.

He is also the embodiment of countless Su Yuanqiaos.

He dared not immediately take action against Su Yuanqiao, so he turned his attention to the other officials.

Watching one veteran official after another fall.

He felt both relaxed and cheerful.

When the ruler commands the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die.

Watching one vibrant life after another end with a single, casual remark from him.

He gradually began to feel pleasure.

And they became addicted to it.

But now, facing Su Yuanqiao face to face, looking at Su Yuanqiao up close, and seeing Su Yuanqiao's graying silver hair, he realized.

The real Su Yuanqiao has grown old and is no longer the spirited figure in his mind.

Even though Su Yuanqiao was stronger than an ordinary person, even though the years had not worn away Su Yuanqiao's will.

Even Su Yuanqiao could not withstand the erosion of time.

He will grow old and die.

The tyrannical emperor laughed heartily and fought Su Yuanqiao with high spirits.

Before he could even touch Su Yuanqiao's clothes, the long knife in Su Yuanqiao's hand was already slashing towards his head.

In his final moments, he thought of his early days in the army, when he challenged Su Yuanqiao to a duel because he was dissatisfied with Su Yuanqiao's discipline.

At that time, he fought with all his might against Su Yuanqiao, barely managing to hold on for most of the hour, but he was still defeated.

At that time, he resented Su Yuanqiao for not giving him a break, feeling that Su Yuanqiao had deliberately embarrassed him and made him lose face in public.

Only now does he understand.

Su Yuanqiao did not refuse him.

Su Yuanqiao could make him lose in a matter of a single move.

He was too stupid; even if Su Yuanqiao tried his best to let him have his way, he was no match for Su Yuanqiao.