Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 198 Watch closely, how the Jurchens died! (Bonus chapter by Silver Alliance Leader Nuanyang1314)

Outside the Daqing Hall.

Empress Dowager Zheng and Empress Zhu, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, anxiously urged the eunuchs to quickly enter the palace to rescue the emperor.

In the past, no one would have dared to disobey.

But things are different now. Outside, there are hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers, and inside, a god of death has descended.

The entire foundation of the Great Slave's rule has already collapsed systematically.

The authority emanating from the royal family has long lost its former deterrent power.

Faced with the Empress Dowager's threats and inducements, the eunuchs either pretended not to hear or simply stayed far away.

Entering the palace as a eunuch was either for personal advancement or simply to earn a living.

Now that all the roads are blocked, who would risk their life for it!
As for the Imperial Guards, they could not be found anywhere within a radius of several miles.

They've already vanished without a trace.

When the stalemate reached its stalemate, the heavy doors of the Daqing Hall suddenly opened from the inside.

Li Ruoshui and Zhang Shuye, their faces pale, staggered out.

After walking only a few steps, they sat down on the ground without any regard for their image, panting heavily.

Liu Ge and Qin Hui, respectively, helped Zhao Ji and his son Zhao Huan out with difficulty.

Empress Dowager Zheng and Empress Zhu hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

But after taking only two steps, they all stopped in their tracks.

Lin Dao, clad in iron armor, appeared before everyone's eyes.

His body was covered in blood, and the chilling aura emanating from him startled the Empress and the Empress Dowager, causing their legs to go weak.

Lin Dao merely glanced at the crowd outside before stepping forward to stand before Zhao Ji and his son.

"Liu Hao's troops under Zong Ze, and Yue Fei, a military officer, are currently located between Kaide Prefecture and Caozhou."

"The vanguard commander under Zhao Ye, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Route, is Han Shizhong, who is stationed in Daming Prefecture."

"Send someone to deliver a message and tell them to come over as soon as possible."

Liu Ge, who was over sixty years old, roared angrily, "With the Jin army besieging the city, how can we send messages, and how can we get in!"

"The Jin soldiers," Lin Dao replied in a muffled voice, "I will handle them myself."

Li Ruoshui laughed loudly, "Hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers, what are you going to do with them?"

"It's just a few hundred thousand."

Lin Dao glanced at him and said, "Kill them all."

These words left everyone speechless.

That's incredibly arrogant.

But when I thought about the Iron Man's amazing abilities, I realized it wasn't impossible.

Lin Dao raised his hand again and patted Qin Hui's shoulder, who had a circle on his forehead. "Keep an eye on your emperor and make sure he recovers well."

"If there is anything amiss."

He took out two walkie-talkies from his travel bag, demonstrated how to use them, and tested the call.

"Use this telepathic communication device to contact me."

When a voice actually came through the walkie-talkie, everyone was shocked.

This is a genuine magical artifact from the immortals!
Emperor Huizong of Zhao, who had spent years cultivating Taoism in pursuit of immortality, looked at Lin Dao with intense fervor.

The once elusive pursuit of immortality has finally found hope!
Even the listless Zhao Huan looked at Lin Dao with hope.

Although the immortals taught it a lesson it shouldn't have, it's still alive!
If we could receive help from the immortals, then...
Lin Dao glanced at the father and son.

Once the flames of war are ignited in the old district, and once the entire Great Song is mobilized in your name, then the first ones to be sacrificed will be the two of you!

Seeing Lin Dao about to leave, Zhao Ji hurriedly pleaded, "Immortal Master, the antidote~~~"

Lin Dao walked away without looking back. "I will inform Qin Hui to retrieve it."

Zhao Huan, who was lying on the ground, straightened up and called out, "May I ask your esteemed title, Immortal Master?"

Lin Dao, courtesy name Zihou.

After Lin Dao got on his electric scooter, it hummed all the way out of the palace and went far away.

Only then did the group dare to step forward.

The father and son exchanged a glance, snorted in unison, and looked away.

Qin Hui, clutching the walkie-talkie tightly, stood expressionless to the side.

He knew that his future in the imperial court was completely over.

The day the immortal master disappears will be the day my whole family dies!
After ten years of diligent study, he painstakingly arranged a marriage with the prime minister's family.

All that effort has been wasted today!
At this moment, Qin Hui's only thought was not to seek revenge on Lin Dao, but to go home and give that shrew a good beating!
Since he no longer needs his wife's family's help, there's no need to endure it any longer.

Zhang Shuye sighed and instructed the eunuchs, "I would like to trouble you, sirs, to carry out our colleagues from inside the palace and find coffins for their burial."

Through the open palace doors, one could vaguely see figures lying inside.

The eunuchs were all horrified.
Of the dozens or even hundreds of high-ranking officials in the imperial court, only these few remain?

Aside from Zhang Bangchang and others who were absent due to illness or other reasons, doesn't that mean the entire Eastern and Western Ministries and the Six Ministries of the imperial court were wiped out?

Empress Dowager Zheng stepped forward to help Zhao Ji.

He was covered in blood, half of his face was swollen and bluish-purple, and half of his robes were torn to shreds.

The wind blew up his robes, revealing his buttocks.

"Damn it~~~"

Empress Dowager Zheng wailed, "How dare they treat the Emperor Emeritus like this! They must be punished!"

"Shut up!!"

Zhao Ji, who had been as weak as a dog in front of Lin Dao, was now majestic and full of spirit.

His eyes shone with an indescribable brilliance.

"That's an immortal descending to earth!"

"At the very least, he is a cultivator with great supernatural powers."

"All the immortality I have ever sought in my life is in the hands of the immortal."

"No rudeness!"

Empress Zhu also rushed to Zhao Huan's side.

Looking at the official's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, and at his nostrils dripping blood, he wiped away his tears and wailed.

"do not Cry."

When the Jurchens were facing him, Zhao Huan was as timid as a quail, but when he faced a woman, he showed the courage of a true man.

He covered his nose and tilted his head back, shouting, "Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"

I rode my electric scooter along the forest path on Imperial Street, exiting through the Vermilion Bird Gate and arriving at the State Bridge. I had planned to go back, wash up, and catch up on some sleep.

Unexpectedly, at the far end of the Imperial Street, flames roared and soared into the sky.

Lin Dao narrowed his eyes, turned the accelerator lever all the way, and sped off.

Outside the Imperial Academy, Wanyan Wushu, riding a horse, brandished his whip and shouted, "Burn their houses, kill all their men, and take away all their women!"

"Take all the gold, silver, and valuables with you!"

Numerous Jin soldiers roared and began to massacre the city.

Han Chang, who was not far away, remained silent.

"Don't you think I'm going crazy?"

Wanyan Wushu rode over and said, "I'm not crazy."

“Wen Dusizhong said that person was an immortal, but I don’t believe it.”

"So what if he's an immortal?"

He puffed out his chest. "Because there are immortals, we won't fight?"

Han Chang finally spoke up, "Given the Fourth Prince's actions, what are the Second Prince and Marshal Nianhan saying?"

"You still don't understand."

Wanyan Wushu shook his head. "When I led my troops out of the camp, they didn't stop me. They just wanted me to test what kind of immortal he really was."

"Dozens of military commanders were frightened by some inexplicable fellow. Where does that leave the face of our Great Jin Dynasty?"

“If he is truly capable of defeating my Wanhu, then I will ask my second brother and Marshal Nianhan to have a proper talk with him.”

"If all else fails, we'll give him the State of Song."

At this point, Wanyan Wuzhu looked towards the wall of the barbican not far away.

On the city wall, many figures and flags have already appeared.

"If you have some ability, but not that much ability."

Wanyan Wuzhu gritted his teeth.

"Then I'll kill him!"

Unlike the terrified and cowardly ruler and his ministers.

Originating in the Changbai Mountains and Heilongjiang River region, it has gone through countless life-and-death battles.

At this time, the Jurchens were at the peak of their national strength and military power, and they were not so easily intimidated.

Faced with a powerful enemy and threat, the most direct reaction of the Jurchens was to engage in a head-on battle.

Only by winning can we be qualified to negotiate with them.

"That's it."

Han Chang grinned and said, "Then I'll fight alongside the Fourth Prince."

"it is good!"

Wanyan Wushu laughed loudly, "If all Han people were like you, we wouldn't even be able to enter Yanjing."

Han Chang didn't care about this.

Nearly two hundred years have passed since Shi Jingtang ceded the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun at the end of the Han Dynasty.

The Han people of the North and the Han people of the South have long been deeply separated.

If this situation continues for another few hundred years, it might lead to the formation of two different races.

A group of Jurchen cavalrymen rode along the Imperial Street, chasing after the fleeing students of the Imperial Academy.

Instead of rushing forward to kill the scholars, they joked and made bets, placing wagers on the stakes.

Or they could compete in archery, shooting someone from behind.

Or they would shout and charge forward on horseback, using weapons such as spiked clubs to kill the lagging imperial students.

It was nothing more than a game of teasing and driving them away; it didn't even qualify as a hunt.

"Stop running!"

Chen Dong, the leader of the Imperial Academy students who had returned from his hometown, stopped in his tracks, panting heavily. He suddenly turned around and faced the Jurchen cavalry.

"Rather than die such a cowardly death, I'd rather fight them!"

"spell?"

"What will we use to fight?"

One of the students, without stopping, retorted, "The Jurchens are all armored soldiers; we don't even have a sword!"

Some of the students stopped and resolved to face the situation together with Chen Dong.

Rather than be tricked and killed, it's better to face the blade head-on.

Meanwhile, many more students from the Imperial Academy took advantage of the delaying effect of the Jurchens to hasten their escape.

The Jurchen cavalry gathered together and discussed the matter. Soon, one rider charged forward, brandishing his ring-pommel sword, and slashed at Chen Dong's neck.

"My life is over!"

Chen Dong closed his eyes, awaiting death.

'boom! '

A sound came from behind, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and the clatter of horses passing by.

He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a golden statue lying on the ground, convulsing, not far ahead.

There was a hole in its head, from which red and white substances gushed out.

The Jurchen cavalrymen not far away started shouting loudly.

Chen Dong subconsciously turned around and was astonished to see a fully armored man sitting on a strange two-wheeled vehicle, driving past a group of students and finally stopping beside him.

The armored man turned his head to look at himself, his eyes behind the mask shining brightly.

"It's alright, at least you still have courage."

A muffled voice came from behind the mask, "What's your name?"

Chen Dong subconsciously responded, "Chen Dong, a student of the Imperial Academy."

"Oh."

Lin Dao got out of the car and took out the car key.

I took the Remington M700 off my back and placed it on the car seat.

He then took the AUG off his shoulder and pointed it at the Jurchen cavalry group not far away.

"When facing the enemy, you should think of ways to fight, not seek death."

He released the safety, his finger on the trigger. "Watch closely, see how the Golden Man dies!"

'Puff puff puff puff~~~'

(End of this chapter)