Lady forced to seek prince

Chapter 672 Cause and Effect (Part )

The flames soared into the sky, turning the sky red.

It seems to burn everything to ashes.

Xiao Yu looked at the fire, reached out and threw King Yu's flag into the fire.

Let everything from the past go to accompany his little Huan.

King Yu's flag was changed to black, and Xiao Yu led his troops to march south. Just as he said, anyone who encounters resistance will be killed!

At first, the soldiers and horses of the imperial court were still holding on. After two attempts, Xiao Yu was brave enough to kill the generals sent by the imperial court. The soldiers and horses of the imperial court tried every means to avoid the battle.

How could he let them hide like this? He has not yet settled those accounts.

Xiao Yu took the initiative to find Uncle Feng with his troops.

Probably frightened by his menacing approach, the Feng family tried to persuade Xiao Yu. If Xiao Yu was willing, the Feng family would join forces with him to help him ascend to the throne.

After all, Empress Dowager Feng is in the palace, and Empress Dowager Feng can at least deal with the little emperor.

Naturally, Xiao Yu would not agree. It only took one day to capture Feng Chenghai. In order to save his son, Uncle Feng told him the secret of the attack on the armed guard camp that night.

"That was planned by the grand master. He wanted to put the blame on the Feng family. Both the Wuwei army and the Feng family would suffer, and the one who would benefit would be the grand master."

"If Prince Yu is willing to release our eldest son, and the Feng family is at his mercy, we will do our best to avenge him."

Xiao Yu watched the envoy's mouth opening and closing, feeling noisy. Before he could finish speaking, he ordered people to take him out and kill him, and then put his and Feng Chenghai's heads on spears.

Xiao Yu no longer cares who is in charge, because they are all going to die.

The generals, soldiers and horses of the Feng family were all slaughtered. Looking at the densely packed corpses, Xiao Yu felt nothing.

"Xiao Yu, you lunatic."

"You will not end well if you are so bloodthirsty."

Uncle Feng Guo's insults came, but Xiao Yu didn't care. He didn't even do it himself, but asked a soldier to cut off Uncle Feng Guo's head.

The Feng family is completely finished.

The army barely rested and continued to move south.

What we encountered again this time were soldiers and horses sent by the Grand Master.

The people who led the troops were looking for the Xiao royal family. They brought the evidence that the Grand Master had found in the palace, and they could now confirm that Xiao Yu was the eldest son of the late emperor.

"As long as the prince can stop fighting, everything can be discussed easily. Daqi is the Xiao dynasty, and the prince does not want to see the ancestral foundation fall. The people of Daqi are already miserable. Now that the Feng family has been eliminated, the prince has established a foundation for Daqi. Great job, the court doesn’t want to fight with the prince anymore.”

"This is the Taishi's wish and the Emperor's wish."

The envoy also brought out an imperial edict, which stated that the imperial court recognized Xiao Yu as the leader of Da Qi to quell the war.

The imperial edict was tremblingly presented to him, but Xiao Yu still did not reach out to receive it.

"I have long said that no matter the Feng family, the grand master, or the young emperor, they will all die."

Come and make the imperial edict in your hand fall to the ground.

Xiao Yu stood up and looked at the capital. It was almost time. Within a month, he would invade the palace.

The Grand Tutor's reputation was still there, and the court once again sent generals to meet the enemy. This time, it seemed that they had made a great determination, and people like General Song were among them.

They devoted themselves to protecting the little emperor, and the morale of the army was higher than that of the Feng family.

The Wuwei Army was inevitably tired all the way here. Although Xiao Yu won several battles, he was also injured, but he didn't take it to heart.

He couldn't stop either.

Killing can bring him peace and let him know what he should do.

"Rebel."

"You are also a descendant of the Xiao family."

"Stop it!"

"Your mother knows and won't allow it."

Xiao Yu met all kinds of people. They said different things, but the results were the same. After so many years, it was too late to tell him his life experience and move out of his mother's home.

Where were they when their mother was killed?

In the final analysis, they don't care who is right or wrong, and they don't care what the truth is. These things are also chess pieces in their hands, and will only be taken out when they are useful, that's all.

If he did not send troops or start a war, he would just be the eldest son of King Yu, and the evidence would never be found, and his mother and two brothers would also die at the hands of the rebels.

You see, I made the right choice.

There is no justice in this world, only success or failure.

Xiao Yu didn't know who he was talking to, but he still said everything that was on his mind, as if there was really someone around him listening.

After hearing this, she would know why he wanted to kill people, and she would understand the war he was planning in Taozhou.

After the army arrived in the capital, Xiao Yu ordered a siege.

The armed guards who had been killing people along the way were exuding hostility and were ready to rush into the city with him.

The court also gave up persuasion, knowing that he would never stop no matter what.

"Siege the city."

Xiao Yu gave an order, and countless soldiers began to climb the walls of the capital.

The shouts of killing are endless.

This was not a siege, but a siege, and those trapped within the city were treated like livestock to be slaughtered.

The city gate opened, Xiao Yu rode into the capital, ordered his generals to attack each mansion, drag out the officials and kill them. When he found the Grand Master, he was about to take a clan member out of the city.

"I regret letting people take the opportunity to attack your garrison camp. I thought threatening Princess Yu's safety would distract you, but who knows... you don't care at all."

"Maybe you have been waiting for someone to help you deal with Princess Yu."

"That way no one will ever stop you."

"You have actually gone crazy a long time ago. If you kill me, kill the emperor, and sit on the throne, will you be able to stop?"

Xiao Yu didn't want to answer the Grand Master, so he cut off the Grand Master's head with the long knife in his hand.

He walked towards the palace step by step with the knife in hand.

The imperial army came to stop him with palace officials and chamberlains, but more people chose to flee. They were originally serving the Grand Master and did not want to lose their lives for the emperor.

The blood dripping from the tip of the sword fell on the white jade steps. He walked up the steps and finally entered the main hall.

There is a person sitting on the dragon chair.

His thin, short figure was wrapped in a wide dragon robe, and two trembling chamberlains stood beside him.

However, there was no fear on the emperor's face.

As he got closer, he found that the little face was somewhat familiar, and the little emperor's features and eyes were more and more similar to his.

"Brother."

Xiao Yu heard the little emperor speak.

The little emperor looked very happy: "I just found out that I still have a brother."

After saying this, the little emperor seemed to have fulfilled his last wish. He put away the smile on his face and gradually became solemn.

"I was defeated," the little emperor said. "King Yu wanted to seize the throne, so he came to take my life."

Without any hesitation, Xiao Yu raised the knife in his hand.

The little emperor remained calm until his death. After his body fell, he opened his hand and a round jelly bean rolled out of his palm. Maybe he thinks that if he eats candy, he won't be afraid or feel pain.

Xiao Yu turned around and sat on the dragon chair.

Before the blood on the dragon chair had dried, it welcomed its new owner.

"See your Majesty, long live my Emperor."

He looked at everything from a high position, with the country and the country at his feet, but he did not feel the slightest joy.