Chapter 107: Bombing Yan Yu to Death

General Qi felt helpless for a moment.

It was easy to guess; they had taken the Zhou and Zheng families away in advance, likely because General Zhou and General Zheng had both surrendered with their one hundred thousand troops.

General Qi could have requested support from archers, but he gave up.

He simply let it drag on, waiting for the one hundred thousand-strong army to arrive, deciding to just surrender.

Fortunately, he had no father or mother, and had yet to take a wife or have children; for the first time, he felt that being all alone wasn't so bad.

Yan Ning had Wei Wu guard the city gate and said loudly, "If they dare to approach the city wall, you blow them up directly!"

Below, General Qi's tiger-like body shuddered.

He truly did not dare to approach, and even led his large army to retreat a few more steps.

Seeing that they were behaving, Yan Ning took Zhuo Heng with her to deal with the traitor.

Yan Ning found the old Madam of the Zhou family and several others from the Zhou family, and said directly, "I won't beat around the bush; there is a traitor among you who has been leaving marks for others along the way."

"That is why they brought five thousand troops to attack the city early this morning."

Madam Zhou was certain, "It is impossible for there to be a traitor among us."

Zhou Jingwen said, "Why don't you suspect the Zheng family?"

Yan Ning frowned, "If someone in the Zheng family had bad intentions, could your entire Zhou family have escaped together?"

Madam Zhou was a bit unsure for a moment.

Yan Ning said, "Hold out your hands."

Zhuo Heng had seen that red mark; it would fade, which meant that whoever's hand was red now was the one who had done the bad deed.

The others in the Zhou family were very cooperative, only Zhou Jingwen kept his hands tucked away and refused to let them be seen.

Seeing the suspicious gazes of the other Zhou family members fall upon him, Zhou Jingwen gave up.

"Yes, I am the one who made the marks."

Old Madam Zhou was shocked, "You, how could you do such a thing?!"

Yan Ning tried to guess, "It is likely because he is inferior to Zhou Jingchu in every way and wanted to rely on selling out the Zhou family to get ahead."

Zhou Jingwen's face turned a shade of blue and then white.

Yan Ning said, "Since a traitor has appeared, for the sake of our future safety, lock him up first, and you can deal with him later."

"But if he does anything harmful again, I will kill him."

Old Madam Zhou hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, I will discipline him well."

The Zhou family members all had complicated expressions when looking at Zhou Jingwen.

If he had truly succeeded, the lives of everyone in the Zhou and Zheng families would have been finished.

Everyone felt a tightness in their chests until Zhou Jingwen was temporarily locked in the dungeon.

After Yan Ning resolved this matter, she stood guard on the city tower, waiting for her father to arrive.

Three days later, the one hundred thousand-strong army arrived.

From far away, one could hear the ground shaking, and looking back, one could only see dust billowing into the sky.

Yan Ning used a Telescope on the city tower to look; her father was indeed riding at the very front, flanked by the Prince of Nanyang, General Xie, as well as General Zheng and someone she had never seen before, likely General Zhou.

Everyone was shocked by this scene; the city gates had been tightly shut, and the people in the city were in a panic. With this earth-shaking event happening again, they were even more worried.

General Qi outside the city saw it too; he stood up immediately, his first reaction being to run away.

However, he did not run in the end, standing in place waiting for them to come over.

The deputy general asked with some hesitation, "General, let us return to the Capital first."

General Qi said coldly, "Returning to the Capital is also a dead end. Five thousand troops cannot attack the small Wangyou Zhen; given His Majesty's temperament, we will definitely die."

The deputy general's scalp also went numb.

General Qi had no father, no mother, and no wife or children...

But he did!

General Qi reassured him, "It is fine, just wait for the First Prince to arrive."

About half an hour later, Yan Ze arrived with his men.

Yan Ning shouted excitedly from the city tower, "Father!"

Yan Ze had not seen his daughter for several days and missed her dearly; he waved at Yan Ning, "Let's go, we are going to the Imperial Palace!"

Yan Ning immediately came down from the city tower and brought a horse to follow along.

Yan Ze waited for Yan Ning to come out before he noticed General Qi on the side.

Yan Ze asked with a smile, "General Qi, are you prepared to have a fight with us?"

General Qi waved his hands hurriedly, "We have come to join you."

Yan Ze replied, "Then you may follow behind."

Once Yan Ning caught up, Yan Ze led the crowd behind him toward the Imperial Palace.

Xiao Chengtian even said with a smile, "You are quite bold, actually daring to let Ningning come with us."

Yan Ning and Yan Ze both just smiled.

They had over a dozen Jade Talismans on them; it would take dozens of deaths to exhaust them, so what was there to be afraid of?

Yan Ning's thoughts were much the same as her father's.

As they spoke, they had already reached the Capital; feeling the pressure of the army, all the commoners consciously closed their doors and windows.

Yan Ze led his troops and horses directly toward the inner city.

At this time, Yan Yu only had five thousand troops on hand, plus one thousand Imperial Guard.

Yan Yu looked at Yan Ze, "You really have great luck, to have not died!"

Yan Ning smiled, "You actually didn't die either."

Yan Yu's expression was sinister, his eyes filled with resentment, "Is it your turn to speak?"

Yan Ning: "Heh, in a little while, it won't be your turn to speak either."

Yan Yu: "You..."

Yan Ning had long wanted to scold him: "You what you? You're a good-for-nothing yourself, so you wanted to harm my father. Sure enough, you're still mud that can't be plastered onto a wall; even if you ascended the throne, there would still be a chorus of dissatisfaction."

She curled her lips: "I heard Tianlao is almost out of space."

Yan Yu gritted his teeth.

He had never liked this niece; her mouth was exceptionally venomous, yet Yan Ze and his wife doted on her, letting her say whatever she wanted.

After she finished speaking and made everyone unhappy, the couple would only say airily:

"The child is still young."

"It's the New Year."

"Her heart isn't bad."

"Although her mouth is venomous, she is doing it for your own good."

Yet she was never like this to others.

She only scolded him, Yan Yu.

Yan Yu's gaze was steeped in poison.

Yan Ze looked at the disparity in strength between the two sides, one hundred thousand troops against six thousand, and that was even with Yan Ze having the explosives.

One could figure out who would win and who would lose with their toes.

Yan Ze did not want to waste time either, and asked directly: "Are you going to surrender yourself, or will you be beaten until you surrender?"

Yan Ze was behind several guards and said coldly: "Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

"Archers, aim at Yan Ning!"

This remark frightened Yan Ze, who hurriedly blocked in front of Yan Ning.

"Zhuo Heng! Throw the Explosive Package!"

As soon as the words fell, a "bang" sound rang out.

Yan Ze was worried that Yan Ning would see those bloody scenes and be unable to sleep at night, so he wanted Xiao Chengtian to take her back.

But Yan Ning insisted on watching from here.

Yan Yu had caused her family to suffer so miserably; she just wanted to see Yan Yu die.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Three more Explosive Packages were thrown, blowing many people to death.

With these three blasts, Yan Yu was blown to death.

The remaining people had no thoughts of attacking; they only wanted to die a little more quickly.

However, Yan Ze did not kill them all, but instead pulled his daughter to quickly find a place to change clothes.

He wanted to take Yan Ning to see the Empress Dowager first; the old lady was advanced in years and could not withstand a fright.