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Chapter 468 Awakening
Jebe stood in front of his former residence.

This place used to be bustling with traffic and people coming and going in an endless stream.

But now, the grass in front of the door is almost taller than a person.

The guards rushed ahead, wielding their swords to cut away the vegetation. Jebe walked to the gate, looked up at the plaque entangled in cobwebs, and couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

Several years have passed since I left Beijing, and everything has changed.

I pushed open the door and strode inside.

Behind him, more than a hundred guards rushed in. These guards were all Jebe's personal guards and residents of the house. Seeing their former home transformed into its current state, they were all filled with emotion.

"Just tidy up the front hall, and we can take care of the rest after the war is over!" Jebe ordered loudly.

He walked to the front hall, pulled over a table, and without caring that it was covered in dust at least an inch thick, spread the huge map of Yandu directly on the table.

Once Yandu fell, the guards on the city walls immediately scattered.

This was exactly what Jebe had expected.

While defending a city, able-bodied men might be able to help, but once the city falls and street fighting ensues, they'll only be slaughtered. They're not stupid, so naturally they'll want to escape.

The garrison troops are still putting up organized resistance.

The core of the resistance was the imperial city.

Akton, Shalevin, and their core forces are now concentrated in the palace.

Once we take this place, everything will be over.

The Crown Prince's residence is only one street away from the palace. By commanding from here, Jebe believes that given the current balance of power between the two sides, he can take over the palace in one more battle at most.

The shouts of battle outside grew louder and louder, and the footsteps of infantry and cavalry could be heard rushing past from time to time. One messenger after another rushed in from outside, reporting good or bad news to Jebe.

Jebe held a charcoal pencil in his hand, and every time he captured a key point, he would draw a circle around that spot.

As you can see, the circle started spreading from the east and north gates and spread throughout the city, but there has been no news coming from the west gate.

"We sent someone over, but we haven't received any news yet!" A lieutenant beside him whispered, "I'll send someone else to make contact right away!"

Jebe nodded, but frowned as he looked at the map.

The occupied areas are too scattered.

The troops were deployed too widely.

Despite having 70,000 to 80,000 troops under his command, Yandu is large enough that sending them in like this wouldn't offer any real advantage.

After the city fell, everyone rushed in and chased after the retreating defenders, which led to the current situation. Right now, the only people I can control are these ten thousand or so.

"Summon all troops and assemble towards the palace!" Jebe raised his head and said to the officer beside him, "Don't fight everywhere; it's pointless!"

The officer nodded, turned and ran outside. Seeing the map that Jebe had drawn with black circles, he realized there was a problem.

Just as he reached the lobby entrance, he bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction. The person's nose was bleeding profusely from the impact, and without even bothering to wipe it, he rushed into the lobby.

"Your Highness, something bad has happened, something bad has happened!"

The panic in the man's voice made the officer, who was about to leave, stop in his tracks and look at the man who had rushed in with some confusion.

This man was an officer in the East Camp. He had met the two allied forces before and was a very composed person.

What could have caused him to lose his composure like this? Could it be that Xiao Changche has already arrived?

"What's going on?" Zhebie asked in a deep voice. "An Xuan, An Xuan's troops have suddenly launched a fierce attack on our army!" The man wiped his face, which was covered in blood, but his pale complexion was still visible. "Our army was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. General Yeli is currently organizing men to prepare for a counterattack, but the entire Dongcheng is now in a chaotic battle. We are surrounded by enemies, and the enemy is among us. When the general sent me to deliver the message, he had only managed to gather a few hundred men."

With a snap, the charcoal pencil was crushed into dust in Jebe's hand.

Anxuan!

why?
Why An Xuan?

Turning his head again to look at the black circles on the map, Jebe felt his vision go black. He picked up a charcoal pencil again, trying to connect the circles, but every time he started writing, he would be interrupted after walking less than two blocks.

After taking several steps back, Jebe finally understood.

Yandu couldn't hold out; they retreated on their own initiative, luring themselves into the city.

All the retreat routes were planned in advance, and all the holding points in the city were also prepared in advance. Those places that we occupied were either deliberately occupied by the enemy or were simply unimportant places.

Now, his tens of thousands of troops have been cut into pieces.

Assembling a large army has become a pipe dream.

Even if this was a deliberate act by the enemy, it would be no easy task to regroup a scattered army in a short period of time, even in a normal city battle.

I originally thought I could defeat my opponent quickly.

With no enemies, everything is naturally under control.

But now, the enemy has laid a massive trap, and he has stepped right into it.

Just why?

Zhe couldn't understand it.

When did Charlemagne acquire the courage and ability to do all this?
When did he collude with An Xuan?
No, all of this must have been the work of the Beiting Protectorate.

An Xuan and Sha Liewen were originally unrelated; it was the Northern Protectorate that connected them.

Jebe rushed out of the mansion, mounted his warhorse, and charged towards the palace.

Retreat immediately!

Once you can leave the city, the world is your oyster.

"Pass on my order: all troops, leave the city immediately! Leave the city!" Jebe's hoarse roar startled all the guards.

With victory imminent, why abandon these things and leave the city immediately?

In the imperial city, Akdun stood fully armored at the highest point of the palace, with Sharifen beside him.

"Your Majesty, we only need to hold out until dawn. At dawn, our reinforcements will arrive!" Shalievin encouraged Aktun.

"Can we hold out until dawn?" Akdun listened to the deafening battle cries and watched the soldiers surging toward the imperial city, feeling utterly uncertain.

When it comes to fighting, he was still very afraid of Jebe.

"Your Majesty, no problem, we can definitely hold out. You should go and rest. I'll go and guard the front! If Jebe and his men want to get in, they'll have to step over my dead body!" Shalevin said passionately.

"I remember your loyalty. If you survive this ordeal, Charlevin, I will make you king!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Shaliewen bowed hastily and turned to run towards the imperial city.

(End of this chapter)