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In the golden palace, you could hear a pin drop.

Only the chattering of Zhao Kang's teeth echoed in the hall.

The silver spear in Su Zhe's hand was frighteningly steady at the tip.

It could even reflect Zhao Kang's old face, whose features were distorted by fear.

"Misunderstanding... misunderstanding..."

Zhao Kang trembled and tried to shrink back, but found that his legs were too weak to move at all.

A foul odor filled the air.

This powerful prime minister was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder, and his precious purple robe was soaked with filth.

"Your Highness... this old minister... everything this old minister has done is for the sake of the Great Qian Dynasty and its people..."

"For the sake of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck a chord deep in everyone's hearts.

"So, we have to cede the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun?"

"So you're going to send my imperial sister to those barbarians to be played with at will?"

"So, your Zhao family hoarded three million shi of grain in Jiangnan, watching the soldiers on the border starve to death without distributing a single grain?"

With each sentence he spoke, Su Zhe moved the gun forward an inch.

The sharp tip of the spear pierced Zhao Kang's skin, and beads of blood slowly dripped down the shaft.

The color drained from Zhao Kang's face as he stared at Su Zhe in utter horror.

"How...how did you know?"

His biggest secret was hoarding grain in Jiangnan! It was a pledge of allegiance to the new dynasty!

How could that useless prince possibly know!

Su Zhe certainly knew.

Before he transmigrated, he had practically worn out this book, "The Unofficial History of the Great Qian Dynasty."

This old dog is not only hoarding grain, he has also been secretly colluding with the Northern Barbarians. He is just waiting for the Great Qian Kingdom to fall, so that he can transform from the Prime Minister of the Great Qian Kingdom into a founding hero of the new dynasty!

"Go to hell and ask Yama, the King of Hell."

Su Zhe didn't even bother to look at him again, his wrist trembling slightly.

"puff!"

The spear shot out like a dragon, piercing Zhao Kang's throat in a single strike!

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

Zhao Kang's eyes widened, his hands clutching his neck tightly, a wheezing sound coming from his throat, blood gushing from between his fingers.

This once all-powerful prime minister of the Great Qian Dynasty died in the very Golden Palace where he had once held absolute power.

"Murder...murder! The prince killed the prime minister!"

"They've gone mad! Utterly mad!"

The surrounding courtiers finally snapped out of their shock, scrambling and crawling behind pillars in terror.

"Imperial Guards! Are the Imperial Guards all incompetent? Seize this rebellious son!"

Relying on his usual power, Minister of War Li Quan pointed at Su Zhe and shouted sternly.

The Imperial Guard Commander's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

take?

How do I take it?

Didn't you see those three thousand menacing white-robed demons staring at them menacingly?

Those people weren't looking at people at all; they were looking at a herd of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered!

"Minister Li, is that right?"

Su Zhe drew his silver spear, flicked away the blood droplets from the tip, and turned to look at Li Quan.

That one glance sent a chill down Li Quan's spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"You were shouting quite loudly when you were forcing me to resign earlier."

Su Zhe picked up his gun and walked step by step toward Li Quan.

The boots made a sticky sound as they stepped into the pool of blood.

"You... what do you want? I am the Minister of War! A second-rank official of the imperial court! Do you dare to kill me?"

Li Quan appeared fierce but was actually weak inside, and his body kept retreating.

"Second rank?"

Su Zhe scoffed, "With 500,000 Northern Barbarian troops pressing in, you, as the Minister of War, instead of devising a strategy to repel the enemy, are forcing the royal family to cede territory and sue for peace in court. Did you earn your second-rank position by kneeling?"

"Today I will not only kill you, but also exterminate your entire clan!"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Zhe flashed away.

There are no fancy moves, just raw speed and power!

[System Enhancement: The Pressure of the God of Slaughter!]

Li Quan only felt a blur of a figure before his eyes, and then a bursting pain shot through his chest.

"Bang!"

He was kicked more than ten meters away by Su Zhe and crashed heavily into the golden dragon pillar.

With a "whoosh," a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs gushed out.

Li Quan collapsed to the ground, his limbs twisted, twitched twice, and then fell silent.

He killed two people!

Moreover, one is the prime minister and the other is the minister of war!

This isn't a useless prince; he's clearly a ferocious beast in human skin!

The entire court was in complete disarray.

Some people knelt down and begged for mercy, some wept bitterly, and some even fainted from fright.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Su Zhe let out a loud shout.

The hall fell silent, so quiet that even breathing could not be heard.

Su Zhe looked around, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

"From this moment on, the heavens of the Great Qian Dynasty have changed."

Su Zhe stepped onto the dragon throne, a platform symbolizing supreme power.

Even though he had not yet ascended the throne, and even though a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the throne, the aura he exuded when he stood on it, looking down upon the world, was a hundred times stronger than when the previous emperor was at his peak!

"Chen Baipao!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

Chen Baipao stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute to receive the order, his armor clanging.

"Seal off the palace gates! Not even a fly is allowed to escape!"

Su Zhe coldly ordered, "Capture all the die-hard followers of Zhao Kang and Li Quan's faction, and behead them right here outside the Meridian Gate! Confiscate all their property to fund the military!"

"The rest of you, you have half an hour."

Su Zhe held up one finger. "Hand over all your private soldiers, servants, and stored grain! For every grain of rice or every person missing, I will kill one!"

"Did you understand?"

"Yes...yes, Your Majesty!!"

The ministers kowtowed repeatedly, their foreheads pounding loudly.

They don't want to pay, but it's a real death sentence!

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for eliminating treacherous officials in the court and obtaining the achievement reward: Decisive and Ruthless!"

[Reward: 1000 sets of Xuan Tie Heavy Armor!]

[Reward: 500 Divine Crossbows!]

[Reward: 10 shi of military rations!]

The system notification sounded at the appropriate time.

Su Zhe's heart skipped a beat.

With these, we are much more confident in defending the city!

"Report—!!!"

Just then, a messenger covered in blood stumbled into the main hall.

"Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!"

The messenger knelt on the ground, his voice trembling with sobs: "The Northern Barbarian vanguard general, Huyan Zhuo, seeing that the envoy has not returned, has already led 30,000 iron cavalry to attack the city! The commander of the west gate... the commander has already abandoned the city and fled!!"

"What?"

The courtiers, who had just recovered from their shock, immediately erupted into a clamor in the hall.

"It's over! With the west gate breached, the palace will be left without any protection!"

"Huyan Zhuo? That's a 'human butcher' from the Northern Barbarians! Wherever he goes, not even chickens or dogs are spared!"

Despair quickly overwhelmed everyone.

Su Zhe raised an eyebrow.

Ran?

very good.

I was just worried about not having anyone to kill and gain experience.

"What's the panic!"

Su Zhe kicked over the table in front of him, the loud noise silencing everyone's cries.

He strode down from the platform, twirling his silver spear in a beautiful flourish.

At this moment, his white clothes were stained with blood, yet his figure resembled an invincible war god.

"Chen Baipao, take the Great Snow Dragon Riders."

Su Zhe mounted his horse—a prized Akhal-Teke horse that Chen Baipao had specially brought in.

"Follow me to the West Gate."

"I will show Huyan Zhuo that the gates of the Great Qian Dynasty are not to be knocked on by just anyone!"

"If you tap the wrong button, someone could die!"

"promise!!"

The three thousand Snow Dragon Riders roared in unison, their voices nearly lifting the dome of the Golden Palace.

Those ministers who were still trembling with fear looked at the back of the person they had once regarded as useless, and found that the figure... was somewhat dazzling.

"He...he really dares to go?"

"Thirty thousand elite Northern Barbarian troops..."

Su Zhe did not turn around.

Because he had already heard the system's exciting notification sound:

[Trigger Mission: Battle at the National Border!]

Mission Objective: Annihilate the Northern Barbarian Vanguard!

[Mission Reward: ??? (Extremely generous, depending on the number of enemies killed)]

Extremely generous?

Su Zhe licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light.

Then I will gladly accept these 30,000 heads!