Chapter 837 Breaking the City
The emperor's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the cold color on his face, his face turned green and white for a while, and he said gloomily: "If South Vietnam cannot hold it, you will also be the sinner of the world!"
"Sinner?" Wei Chen curled his lips indifferently. It didn't hurt or itch. He didn't even bother to look at him from the corner of his eye. "Sinners are just sinners. I became a sinner fifteen years ago. Have you forgotten the decree given by the emperor himself?" "
As he spoke, he looked around and smiled coldly: "The imperial city can no longer be defended. Dongling cavalry will attack soon. If you don't run for your lives, why are you waiting here? Waiting to live and die with your beloved Emperor. , to be the last loyal minister?”
After leaving these words, he turned around and left indifferently, obviously not intending to be a great hero who would save all people from disaster.
"Prince Leng!"
"His Royal Highness, King Leng!"
"Your Majesty, South Vietnam needs you!"
"Your Majesty!"
The ministers knelt down one after another and begged together. For the sake of serving the country and the people, they abandoned their dignity and lowered their bodies to beg the prince who had been out of power for many years. However, the person being begged remained unmoved and did not look back. He raised his feet and left the hall.
Just at this moment, there was a thundering sound outside the palace, and the cavalry formed in formation, as if thundering down.
The faces of the officials changed in horror.
"Your Majesty, it's not good!" The visitor got off his horse and staggered up to the main hall. "The Dongling Cavalry has broken through the city gate!"
The emperor's vision went dark, his body shook uncontrollably, and he almost fell over.
"Your Majesty!" The personal servant quickly supported him, his voice full of trembling and uneasiness, "Your Majesty, be careful, take care of your dragon body."
The ministers could no longer hide the fear, despair, and horror on their faces, and their bodies were trembling. They knew deeply that once the cavalry attacked, their former glory and wealth, their high status, and the family inheritance that had been passed down for decades or even centuries would be lost. ...will all come to nothing.
They will become slaves and prisoners of subjugation.
They will be whipped and enslaved, the men will be sent to the border to work as coolies, and the female family members will be used as military prostitutes. Their lives will be turned upside down in the future and they will fall into purgatory... Thinking of this, the usually majestic ministers suddenly It was like falling into an ice cellar, and everyone's face was as pale as paper.
"What should we do?" Someone asked feebly, "What should we do?"
what to do?
Run.
Ministers, look at me and I look at you. They stood up tremblingly and bowed to the emperor: "I still have some things to arrange at home. I... After I have made arrangements, I will go to the palace to accompany you..."
"The same is true for me. Your Majesty, please allow me to retire first."
"Your Majesty, please leave..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, people one after another began to say goodbye, and without waiting for the emperor's permission, they couldn't wait to rush out. Their footsteps were hurried, and with unconcealable fear, walking turned into a trot, and then ran desperately. , everyone collided into a ball, you pushed me and squeezed, swarming towards His Highness as if being chased by tigers and wolves.
The emperor stared at their fleeing figures angrily, looking at their embarrassment with cold eyes, his expressions were stiff and numb, and he did not react at all.
In an instant, only the emperor and his personal servants were left in the empty hall.
The cavalry outside the imperial city are getting closer and closer.
Since the founding of South Vietnam, there has never been a scene like this.
The well-dressed and majestic ministers, who usually command the wind and rain, are full of majesty. In addition to the emperor, the parents and officials who control the life and death of thousands of people in South Vietnam are now like refugees fleeing, with messy steps and frightened faces, swarming towards the palace gate. go.
However, the sudden sound of horse hooves was like thunder in the daytime!
clatter! clatter! clatter!
Like thousands of horses galloping, like thunder rolling!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The deafening drum beats hit our faces along with the air of murder.
The steps of the ministers slowed down little by little. An ominous premonition came over them. Everyone was so panicked that they didn't know what to do. Their feet seemed to be nailed by nails and they could no longer take a step.
He stared in the direction of the palace gate with his eyes wide open, his expression full of fear.
Closer, closer.
Suddenly, a black cavalry broke through the palace gate first and came as fast as lightning. The young man on the horse was dressed in a brocade and white military uniform and looked like a god descending. He was elegant but fierce. Then the cavalry behind him was impressive, as powerful and cold as a heavenly soldier and a general. The horse's hooves stepped on The sound on the bluestone board was like an awl hitting everyone's hearts.
The dull and loud sound of the galloping cavalry penetrated the eardrums, like lightning and thunder, and uncontrollable fear quickly appeared on everyone's face.
"He... they're coming in... The Dongling army is coming in!" His voice was as trembling as chaff, and his words were out of tune.
"They are coming! Run for your life! Run for your life!"
Escape?
Xuanyuan Yao, who was wearing a black cloak and fluttering in the wind, raised his sword eyebrows, raised his hand and shouted: "Kill all those who try to escape, and spare the lives of those who surrender!"
"Yes!" Hundreds of people responded in unison, and their voices almost echoed through the sky.
The minister who wanted to run for his life lost his footing and fell to his knees with a plop.
"Seal all exits of the palace and don't allow a fly to fly out!"
"Got the order!"
"You." Xuanyuan Yao pointed the red tassel spear in his hand at a middle-aged official not far away who looked relatively strong. He shouted coldly, "Take this general to see your Emperor immediately, otherwise I will kill you." you!"