Chapter 886: Slaughter

"Great King!"

"Head of the Family!"

"……"

The smoke and dust in the valley were gradually blown away by the wind, revealing a hundred-meter stretch of road overturned by landmines.

Generals and soldiers searched among the corpses, letting out bursts of shouts.

Intermingled with them were the miserable wails of the wounded.

Some of them had lost arms, some had lost a leg, and fresh blood gushed out like a spring from their injured parts.

Besides the Great Song language, the Ross language also rang out continuously in the valley.

This was the Ross soldiers searching for Aersiji.

"Great King!"

Before long, a Langlu discovered Ashuer; he was pinned under the body of a personal guard, gritting his teeth and moaning.

They immediately rushed over and pulled the personal guard's corpse off Ashuer.

At this moment, they discovered that one of Ashuer's legs was severed at the knee, revealing red flesh and ghastly white bone.

He immediately tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and tied it tightly around Ashuer's thigh to prevent him from dying of excessive blood loss.

"Yan Wang! Yan Wang! Yan Wang..." Ashuer endured the excruciating pain, yet his mouth let out a howl like a wild beast.

The death of Tiemuta, the annihilation of the thirty-thousand-strong Northern Di army, the Northern Di soldiers who died in battle at Songyang Pass, and the assassination attempt that cost him a leg.

All these things caused hatred to sprout in his heart like vines, twisting his mind.

Extreme resentment caused all language to eventually reduce to these two words.

"Great King, your body is the priority now." The Langlu said to the soldiers at his side, "Immediately send the Great King back to Sa City."

Ashuer endured the excruciating pain and waved his hand. He said with difficulty, "How are the others?"

Just at this moment, a general responsible for checking the area came over.

Glancing back at what was behind him, he said: "Dou Wei, Xiao Cheng, and Aersiji are all dead. The Southern Liang Emperor Dou Mu still has a breath left, but his son has survived."

"Have the Ross soldiers send Aersiji's corpse back to the Extreme North to enrage the Ross people.

As for that Dou Mu, give him a finishing blow and take his son away; from now on, he will be the Emperor of Southern Liang," Ashuer said, enunciating each word clearly.

This was something he and Aersiji had discussed in advance.

When they were in Sa City, the British had also discussed this with them.

If they could not hold off Yan Wang, the British would take away the Wu imperial family, and they would send away the Southern Liang imperial family.

In short, they would not recognize Yan Wang as the legitimate ruler of Great Song.

After supporting one side each, it would be easier to launch a crusade against Yan Wang in the future with a justified name.

"Yes, Great King." The general received the order and left.

Before long, a scream rang out.

Ashuer's expression was as gloomy as water; controlling a child was much better than controlling Dou Mu.

In this way, he could also use the name of the young Southern Liang Emperor to keep the wealth of Southern Liang.

He was just thinking this when his train of thought was immediately interrupted by bone-eroding agony.

Everything went black before his eyes, and he fainted.

On the mountain.

Xu Ke and the Dark Division were heading in the direction of Songyang Pass.

Since they were carrying out an assassination, they had naturally planned an escape route.

Traveling through the deep mountains and old forests, they soon shook off the pursuing Northern Di soldiers.

Half a day later, they returned to Songyang Pass.

Learning that Yan Wang had gone to Yiyang City, Xu Ke did not follow him, but instead led his team straight to Bazhou.

If the Dark Division in Ba City succeeded in the assassination, he would return to Yiyang to report to Yan Wang.

If the assassination had not yet begun, or had failed, he would personally participate in it...

At the same time.

When Xu Ke was rushing to Ba City, the news that the Prince's Personal Army had captured Yiyang and was marching south in force had already thrown Ba City into chaos.

The rich clans and powerful clans throughout Ba City were in a state of panic.

Many rich clans came before Liang Kai's temporary palace, wanting to inquire about the news, but they were blocked outside.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to hold Ba City to the death. If Yan Wang's troops continue to march south and capture Yunzhou, we won't be able to leave."

In the great hall of the temporary palace, Brook, Luse, Han Zheng, and others were all present.

The situation in Yizhou was deteriorating rapidly.

After occupying Yiyang, the remaining cities in Yizhou basically surrendered at the first sight of the wind.

Now, Yan Wang's troops were marching toward Bazhou and would attack Bazhou immediately.

Moreover, a portion of Yan Wang's troops had already entered Yunzhou.

This made everyone increasingly nervous.

However, Liang Kai was still unwilling to accept defeat and wanted to wait for news from Songyang Pass.

Therefore, even though everyone had repeatedly advised him over these past few days, he refused to withdraw from Ba City.

"What is the rush? Yan Wang is just playing a trick. The true outcome depends on Songyang Pass. Before news from Songyang Pass arrives, I am not going anywhere," Liang Kai raged.

At this moment, he was both shocked and afraid.

What shocked him was that the Northern Di and Southern Liang were so vulnerable before Yan Wang.

What he feared was that the situation was lost, and he was about to become a stray dog.

In Ba City, he could still put on the airs of an Emperor.

But once he left Ba City, he would have to look to the faces of the Westerners from then on.

Therefore, he would absolutely not withdraw from Bazhou until the very last step.

It was just that, in the end, he was still disappointed.

Five days later, news of the fall of Songyang Pass reached Ba City.

When the news arrived, it was early morning; Liang Kai sat blankly on his bed for a quarter of an hour, and finally issued an order: withdraw from Ba City immediately, head south to Jiaozhi, and go to Tianzhu with Brook.

This was the advice Brook had given him.

Once the order was issued, the entire Ba City fell into chaos in an instant.

The generals of the Liang Family led soldiers to take the opportunity to loot the commoners, merchants, and Rich Clans.

However, he was selective; he only robbed the Rich Clans that were attached to the Han Family, Xie Family, and Wang Family.

They did not touch the Rich Clans from Jiangnan that were attached to the Liang Family.

After all, there were their sons and younger brothers within the Liang Family army.

Now, since they were going to flee abroad, why bother with the life or death of others; they only needed to consider taking away more wealth.

At the moment, only the Liang Family was the most important.

Crown Prince Liang Feng even led troops directly toward the area where Han Zheng, the Xie Family, and Wang Zi'an resided.

Ba City is surrounded by water on three sides, with only one side leading to Yunzhou.

When Han Zheng and the other two wanted to flee, it was already too late.

Facing Liang Feng and the wolf-like and tiger-like Liang Family soldiers, Han Zheng cursed loudly, "Liang Kai, you coward, our three families bled and sacrificed for you, yet now you are ungrateful!"

Liang Feng sat on his horse, pointed his horse whip at Han Zheng and the other two, and sneered, "Hmph, you still have the face to speak; if it weren't for you being so useless, how would our Wu have fallen to this state today? The destruction of the six hundred thousand Wu army must be counted on your heads."

"We are useless, but isn't your Wu just as useless?" Xie Duan sneered.

At this point, he had no need to beg Liang Feng for mercy.

This Liang Family was clearly going to use them to vent their anger.

"Exactly, back then we should have just surrendered to Yan Wang; although we wouldn't have kept our wealth, at least we could have survived, hahaha... how pathetic, your Liang Family is not even as good as Yan Wang," Wang Zi'an mocked.

Upon hearing the two words 'Yan Wang', anger surged up in Liang Feng; he waved his hand violently, "Then I will let you know whether Yan Wang is formidable, or my Liang Family is formidable!"

His order was given, and the Liang Family soldiers immediately aimed the Rifled Muskets in their hands at Xie Duan and the others.

After a burst of "Bang! Bang! Bang!" gunfire, Xie Duan and the others fell down.

Immediately after, the Liang Family soldiers charged toward the remaining people with Bayonets leveled.

The former First Prince Zhao Gang was clearly stunned, but before he could react, his heart was pierced by a Bayonet.

Making a "gurgle" sound in his throat, he slowly fell down.

What followed was a massacre; a quarter of an hour later, there was not a single living person left in the entire courtyard.

With a cold sneer, Liang Feng led his troops away.