xymnovel Chapter 783 Yuan Shu is executed, the war in Yan Province ends.
Chapter 783 Yuan Shu is executed, the war in Yan Province ends.
Yuan Shu closed his eyes; he dared not look, nor did he want to look. He knew that death was about to descend upon him.
At that moment, countless images flashed through his mind: the glory of the Yuan family, his own ambition, and his unattainable dream of the throne.
But all of this will vanish in this moment.
"Pfft!"
A piercing sound rang out, accompanied by a sudden shudder in Yuan Shu's body—the sound of the Soul-Destroying Blood Spear piercing through flesh.
Yuan Shu felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if countless sharp blades were tearing at his body.
He opened his eyes and saw Yang Yin's ferocious face close at hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Hehe!"
Yuan Shu's body slumped limply, blood gushing from his chest like a spring, staining his clothes and the ground beneath his feet.
The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the breath of life was slowly fading away.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he only let out a weak groan before losing consciousness completely.
Yang Yin coldly stared at Yuan Shu's fallen body, without a trace of pity in his heart.
He withdrew the Soul-Destroying Blood Spear, and the blood on the tip dripped to the ground, making a "drip, drip" sound, as if it were the final countdown to Yuan Shu's life.
He looked around. The grandmasters and retainers of the Yuan family were all standing there quietly. No one dared to take another step forward. Their eyes were filled with fear and awe. They felt an unprecedented fear of Yang Yin, the Grim Reaper from the Great Qian Dynasty.
Yang Yin chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain as he looked at the people worshipped by the Yuan family.
He then turned to look at the center of the battlefield, where the fierce battle between Yuan Hong and Gong Xiaochuan was still ongoing.
...
Meanwhile, inside and outside Yanwang City, under the cover of night, not far away in the direction of the Crimson Imperial Army camp, flames soared into the sky, illuminating half the horizon in a scene resembling the end of the world, foreshadowing an impending storm.
Yanwang City, a formidable city standing in the heart of Yanzhou, has walls made of massive bluestones. Despite the passage of time, it remains as sturdy as ever, seemingly able to withstand all the storms of the world.
On the city wall, the beacon towers stand tall, and in the night, a few lights flicker like the eyes of the ancient city, vigilantly watching its surroundings.
The city gate is heavy and cast in bronze, with intricate patterns engraved on it, showcasing the majesty and glory of the former Yan King's Palace.
At that moment, the heavy city gate, which seemed capable of isolating everything, slowly opened.
The creaking of the door hinges was particularly clear in the quiet night, each sound like the slow turning of the wheels of history.
The city gates opened wide, like a sleeping behemoth opening its jaws to face an unknown fate.
In the middle of the city gate, Shi Fuyan, the heir of the Yan King's Mansion, stood alone, accompanied only by a few guards. His figure appeared particularly lonely and resolute in the shadows cast by the city gate.
Shi Fuyan was still dressed in a black robe, but the hood had been removed, revealing his slightly haggard yet exceptionally resolute face.
Moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, bathing him in a silvery glow.
Shi Fuyan stood there quietly, waiting. He felt a mix of emotions, including apprehension about the impending changes and relief at finally taking this step.
Just then, the sound of horses' hooves approached from afar, breaking the silence of the night.
Lu Fa, the "War Venerable" of the Great Qian's army that quelled the rebellion, rode in, his figure, clad in golden armor, elongated in the moonlight, like a golden ray of dawn piercing the night sky.
When Lu Fa arrived in front of Shi Fuyan, he nodded, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
"His Highness is indeed a man of his word."
Lufa's voice was deep, with a hint of barely perceptible gentleness.
"General Lu, the survival of the Yan King's Mansion and the future of Yan Prefecture are entrusted to you."
Shi Fuyan smiled slightly, with a hint of bitterness and relief. His tone was calm, clearly indicating that he had already prepared for the worst.
Lu Fa nodded, then waved to Ma Qingshan, Ma Kuohai and the others behind him.
The two men accepted their orders and quickly dispersed with their teams, preparing to carry out their next mission.
Within Yanwang City, all was silent, yet undercurrents were surging.
Shi Fuyan and Lu Fa walked side by side through the city gate and into the city.
The streets inside the city were dimly lit, yet seemed unusually deserted, as if even the air itself had frozen, awaiting the coming storm.
The two looked at each other in silence. As soon as they entered the city, they headed straight for the center of Yanwang City, where the Red Imperial Army's supply depot was located, as well as the grain and fodder warehouses carefully arranged by the Yuan family and other powerful clans.
These provisions, mobilized by powerful families like the Yuan family, were enough to sustain the 100,000-strong Red Guard army for a whole year. They were the Red Guard army's lifeline and the source of their confidence in fighting against the Great Qian Dynasty.
However, at this moment, all of this will become the spoils of war for the Great Qian!
Looking at the many towering warehouses and granaries not far away, a hint of joy flashed in Lufa's eyes.
He immediately waved his hand, and the army behind him surged forward like a tide, silently surrounding the supply depots.
Outside the warehouses, the lights were on, and the guards from the aristocratic families, arranged by Yuan Shao and other members of the Yuan family, were patrolling nervously. They were probably still fantasizing about tomorrow's battle, but little did they know that death had already quietly descended.
Although the army that Lu Fa brought this time could not be considered elite, it was no less capable than the elite troops that Yuan Shao and others had selected from the private armies of those aristocratic families.
Moreover, Ma Qingshan, Ma Kuohai, and Ke Sheng were among them. Under their leadership, they subdued the guards of those aristocratic families one by one in no time, without making a sound.
As the warehouse doors slowly opened, the mountains of grain and supplies were revealed to Lu Fa and his men.
Lufa, who was leading the way, walked into the warehouse first, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face as he looked at everything.
These provisions will be a strong guarantee for the next operation of the Great Qian army in suppressing the rebellion, and also the key to breaking the current stalemate.
Shi Fuyan stood aside, watching this scene, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
These provisions, originally fought for the survival of the Red Imperial Army, have now become spoils of war for the Great Qian Dynasty. Isn't that ironic?
But now that things have come to this, he has no way out but to move forward resolutely.
"Your Highness, you've done a great job. Leave the rest to us."
Lu Fa turned to look at Shi Fuyan, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He then patted Shi Fuyan on the shoulder and said softly.
Shi Fuyan nodded. Although he felt somewhat uneasy, he believed in Lu Fa's abilities and in his own choice.
He took a deep breath, as if making final mental preparations, then turned and left to handle the aftermath.
Lu Fa continued to command the army, collecting and sorting the grain and supplies one by one.
Under the cover of night, Yanwang City was bustling with activity, yet everything was in perfect order.