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Chapter 738: Killing the Dafeng Emperor
Chapter 738: Killing the Dafeng Emperor
"An uprising?"
Uncle with White Hair was taken aback.
The more he learned, the clearer it became how powerful the Dafeng Dynasty was.
After six generations of enlightened monarchs, the Dafeng Dynasty was at its peak, like a booming flourish.
An uprising at this time?
Let's not talk about the rest for now.
Could they withstand the suppression of the Dafeng Dynasty's endless army?
The soldiers of the Dafeng Dynasty are chosen one in a thousand, selected from among a thousand commoners.
Each state has ten billion citizens, and at most, they can muster a million regular troops.
However, precisely because of this, the military strength of the Dafeng Dynasty is extremely formidable.
This also led to the formation of the Thousand-Man Formation, which can surround and kill a Daoist Grandmaster.
There are indeed various weapons and tools that suppress psychic power.
But it also has a lot to do with the army itself.
"Yes."
The kneeling figure on the ground quickly turned and left.
Obviously, he was preparing for the 'uprising'.
Lin Yuan sat casually, his gaze deep and far-reaching.
Since quietly taking over the Jinlong Sect fifty years ago, his established power had been rapidly developing.
Except for the traces discovered by the Daoist Administration.
For example, nine of the Ten Great Merchant Guilds were connected to Lin Yuan.
In fact, there was an even larger portion hidden beneath the surface.
The intelligence seen by the Director of the Imperial Dao Bureau was what Lin Yuan wanted him to see.
The so-called Ten Great Merchant Guilds were all established by Lin Yuan.
Even the Imperial Merchants of the Dafeng Dynasty had been infiltrated by Lin Yuan to a great extent.
As for control over the various states? The Director only found out about more than thirty states.
However, out of the ninety-nine states in the Central Plain, nearly seventy were completely under Lin Yuan's control.
Even in the remaining thirty-plus states, Lin Yuan could influence many to some extent.
Even in the Central State, where the capital city was located, Lin Yuan had placed many of his people.
The only place he couldn't control was the Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Guards of the Dafeng Imperial Palace were bred for generations.
Their ancestors for three generations and above were all from the Imperial Guards, making it as difficult as ascending to the heavens to infiltrate them.
If Lin Yuan had two or three hundred years, it might be possible.
But he didn't have that much lifespan. After descending into this time loop world, Lin Yuan was certain that he could live for at most one hundred and fifty years.
This was a restriction of the world's rules, or perhaps the supreme rules that spanned countless dimensions, which Lin Yuan couldn't break either.
Or to say, he couldn't break it with his own strength. If he were to expend Boundary-Breaking Essence, he could live longer.
But there was no need for that.
In general,
Having control over most of the ninety-nine states, Lin Yuan had the strength to rival and even overthrow the Dafeng Dynasty.
The only thing he feared was the deep-rooted foundation of the Imperial Palace.
However, it wasn't a significant concern.
After observing countless future timelines,
Lin Yuan had already grasped most of it.
In the previous observations of future timelines, he had even obtained a timeline where he had a high probability of killing the Dafeng Emperor.
Outside Black Mountain.
Dozens of generals stood outside the camp, gazing into the deep and mysterious Black Mountain.
Just then,
A black-feathered dove flew over.
It landed on the shoulder of the leading general.
"What's this?"
The leading general opened the note tied to the dove's leg and scanned it, his expression changing slightly.
"Gentlemen."
The leading general glanced at the other dozens of generals.
These generals came from several surrounding large states and were the true commanders currently surrounding all the entrances and exits of Black Mountain.
As for the Director of the Daoist Administration and the over twenty Daoist Grandmasters?
They could only control the army by commanding these generals.
If all the generals refused to follow orders, the Daoist Grandmasters of the Daoist Administration wouldn't have many options.
The deployment of the army involved various aspects and wasn't solely reliant on strength.
Most Daoist Grandmasters were immersed in exploring and cultivating psychic power and didn't have much experience in commanding large-scale battles.
In fact, the Dafeng Dynasty was very cautious about letting Daoist Grandmasters command the army.
Originally, Daoist Grandmasters were individually powerful, capable of plucking enemy generals' heads in a sea of soldiers.
The only thing that could somewhat restrain and suppress Daoist Grandmasters was a mass army siege.
If Daoist Grandmasters were also allowed to command the army, what would happen? The power structure of the Dafeng Dynasty had measures to prevent this.
Even the Daoist Grandmasters they cultivated had many restrictions in certain aspects.
"General."
"What's wrong, General?"
The dozens of generals looked at the leading general and asked.
This time, the deployment of seven to eighty thousand troops had almost drained all the spare power from several states.
Indeed, in theory, a large state could foster a million-strong army.
But this million-strong army was usually spread out across the land for suppression, and at most, only one to two hundred thousand could be mobilized.
"There's a treacherous minister causing chaos in the court. Are you willing to follow me into the Imperial Palace, execute the traitor, and restore a bright sky to this world?"
"The leading general spoke with a calm tone, but his expression brooked no questioning."
Dead silence.
The atmosphere on the field instantly turned deathly quiet.
Most of the high-ranking generals exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a hint of strangeness.
A small number of generals looked incredulous, clearly shocked by the leading general's words.
Storm the Imperial Palace?
Execute the treacherous minister?
How could they not know about this?
"Ran Qingchuan, dare you rebel?!"
After a few breaths, a tall and robust general strode forward, his eyes filled with anger as he glared at the leading general.
In the Great Dafeng Dynasty, the Emperor is the absolute ruler. Treacherous minister?
Which minister could sway the Emperor's will? And now, a treacherous minister is causing chaos?
If the Emperor wanted to execute a minister, it would be a simple matter of his command.
Was there a need for them, the local armies, to take action?
Moreover, storming the Imperial Palace? That is where the Emperor resides.
To enter there would be to hold the Emperor's life in their hands.
"It seems you are also a follower of the treacherous minister."
The leading general, Ran Qingchuan, remained indifferent, "Take him away."
"Yes, sir."
Over a dozen armored warriors immediately approached from a distance and restrained the robust general.
Next.
Four or five more generals stepped forward.
They proactively denounced Ran Qingchuan's actions.
As high-ranking generals, they were not easily deceived.
How could they possibly believe the nonsense of a 'treacherous minister causing chaos'?
But every questioning general was directly suppressed.
Soon, all the dissenting generals were brought under control.
"Are you all just watching a show?"
The initially questioning robust general turned to the remaining generals who still stood unmoving.
There were a total of fifty-three generals on the field.
Excluding these six, the other forty-six showed no reaction.
This left the robust general perplexed.
Ran Qingchuan's words were clearly rebellious.
As generals, they could unite and overpower Ran Qingchuan, even if he was the Supreme Commander.
The seven to eight hundred thousand troops blockading Black Mountain came from various provinces, only taking orders from their provincial generals. As for Ran Qingchuan?
Besides being able to mobilize the army from his own province, what else could he do?
After a moment, seeing that these generals still showed no response, the robust general finally regained his composure.
"Are you all planning to rebel?"
When he first heard Ran Qingchuan's words, the robust general was merely angry.
But now, witnessing the reactions of most of the generals, the robust general's heart sank.
Forty to fifty generals, all from different provinces, were now planning to follow Ran Qingchuan in rebellion. What did this imply? That there was an even more terrifying force backing Ran Qingchuan?
How else could he have 'bought' so many generals?
Rebellion was no laughing matter. Failure meant the punishment of the nine familial exterminations.
These generals on the field held high positions and power. For them, rebellion held no meaning; it was akin to betraying their own class.
"Take them away."
The leading general, Ran Qingchuan, waved his hand.
The armored warriors immediately escorted the robust general and the other dissenting generals away.
"Ran Qingchuan, I don't care about your confidence or who's backing you, but the Chancellor and the other Grandmasters are still here."
The robust general's voice trailed off.
As the highest-ranking officer in the army, the robust general, along with the other generals on the field, knew exactly how many Daoist Grandmasters had come.
Even the Director of the Imperial Dao Bureau had personally arrived.
Twenty-three Daoist Grandmasters working together, even if they couldn't control this army, what of it?
They could infiltrate and execute every rebellious general.
"The Chancellor and the Grandmasters..."
The leading general, Ran Qingchuan, looked at the robust general and the others still struggling fiercely, and silently said to himself, "They're no longer here."
The black dove that had just flown by had brought him news that all the Daoist Grandmasters had been dealt with.
It was because of this that he had taken the initiative to step forward.
If the twenty-two Daoist Grandmasters and the Director were still present, he wouldn't have acted so recklessly, as it would have been pointless.
"Lord..."
Ran Qingchuan's thoughts wandered, drifting back forty to fifty years.
Back then, he was a beggar, and it was the Lord who took him in, recognizing his exceptional talent for military command.
With the Lord's support, Ran Qingchuan smoothly entered the military and rose to his current position.
One could say that the Lord was everything to Ran Qingchuan.
Not long ago, the Lord, who had not contacted him for a long time, suddenly gave him an order.
It was to infiltrate the army besieging Black Mountain and stand by for orders.
Initially, Ran Qingchuan wondered what task the Lord would assign him.
But with the message from the dove, he learned what he had to do—rebel.
Rebel against the Great Dafeng Dynasty.
Rebellion was a matter of life and death.
Even so, Ran Qingchuan acted without hesitation.
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Everything that Ran Qingchuan had was given to him by his Lord, and if his Lord asked him to commit suicide, he would do so without hesitation, let alone rebel.
Without his Lord, he would have frozen to death in that harsh winter.
After all these years of interaction, Ran Qingchuan had come to understand his Lord to some extent.
If he didn't have absolute confidence, he wouldn't have asked him to rebel.
It wasn't easy to bring Ran Qingchuan to this position, and he wouldn't let him die without purpose.
Ran Qingchuan turned to look at the remaining generals from various states who stood frozen in place.
They, too, were shocked beyond words.
Until this moment, he had no idea that these generals were also his Lord's men.
He had thought he would face a fierce battle.
In the end, only five or six generals stepped forward, while the rest seemed to implicitly agree with the rebellion.
"Lord," Ran Qingchuan murmured, his mind once again flashing with the image of his Lord.
The Lord was a young man who seemed to know everything about the world.
On this day, the 800,000-strong army that had been besieging Black Mountain turned towards the capital, declaring their intention to execute the treacherous ministers beside the Emperor.
The entire court was shaken.
Before the ministers could even discuss countermeasures, sixty-eight states, including Crimson State and Honorable State, responded by sending their forces to the capital, determined to purge the Emperor's side of treacherous ministers.
The Dafeng Dynasty was now in turmoil.
The Central State Court, facing the siege of nearly seventy states, was forced to retreat step by step.
Historically, during times of unrest, surrounding small kingdoms would take advantage of the chaos to invade and plunder the Ninety-Nine Provinces.
After all, the Ninety-Nine Provinces of Dafeng were known as the most resource-rich lands in the world.
The neighboring small kingdoms had been eyeing these provinces for who knows how long.
But now, despite the unrest in the Ninety-Nine Provinces, these small kingdoms remained unusually well-behaved, showing no signs of invasion or plunder.
In fact, the so-called unrest in the Ninety-Nine Provinces was relatively mild.
The commoners were still living relatively stable lives.
The nearly seventy states that actively responded to the call to execute the treacherous ministers showed no significant changes before and after the event.
Even the remaining thirty-plus states didn't hold out for long, and the commoners there also didn't face any significant hardships.
After the armies entered, they maintained order as usual, and everything remained calm.
Outside the capital, a massive army gathered.
Daoist Grandmasters stood in various locations, their formidable psychic powers subtly enveloping the capital.
Inside the capital, the last line of defense for the Dafeng Dynasty was also its strongest resistance.
Over a hundred Daoist Grandmasters stood atop the city walls, facing off against the besieging armies and their Daoist counterparts.
On a hill, more than ten figures stood silently, gazing at the majestic capital in the distance.
"Should we begin the attack, Lord?" asked a general clad in black armor.
At this moment, they were in a tense standoff with the Dafeng capital, and a single command would initiate the siege.
"No rush," replied a white-robed scholar with a faint smile.
"No rush?" The others didn't question further, for they had absolute trust in their Lord after so many years.
Just as all the forces of the Dafeng capital were gathered on the city walls, preparing for the decisive battle that could happen at any moment, a young man strolled down the streets. The patrolling soldiers didn't seem to notice him, as if he were invisible. This young man was Lin Yuan.
At this time, almost all the forces within the capital were engaged with the besieging army outside, leaving the interior vulnerable. This was the best opportunity for Lin Yuan to strike and kill the Dafeng Emperor.
Soon, Lin Yuan arrived at the Imperial Palace. In contrast to the chaos outside, the palace was much more solemn. Numerous Imperial Guards patrolled the area, yet none of them detected Lin Yuan's presence. The powerful cultivators who could sense Lin Yuan's aura were all stationed on the city walls. Ordinary people or ordinary Daoists, under the influence of the overwhelming psychic powers, were completely unaware of Lin Yuan's existence.
"The suppression of psychic power here is immense," Lin Yuan noted as he entered the palace, feeling his psychic power being forcibly weakened.
For seventy years, Lin Yuan had watched countless future timelines, witnessing the Imperial Palace countless times, but this was his first time actually entering it.
The fact that he dared to enter in his true form meant that Lin Yuan was absolutely certain of his plan.
After a short while, Lin Yuan arrived at a grand hall. Seated on the dragon throne within was an old man wearing imperial robes.
"The Emperor of Dafeng?" Lin Yuan's eyes suddenly turned terrifying.
Invisible psychic power surged forth, piercing through the hundreds of meters of the spacious hall and directly penetrating the head of the old man in imperial robes.
(End of Chapter)
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