Chapter 882 Hopeless City (150)
It all went so smoothly.
She always sent messengers into the palace with good news, starting from the first year until the last year.
After all the evil beasts were killed, he looked at the current situation of the border described in the letter and thought of the rights he now held and the position Longka had firmly established.
He thought a lot that night, and drafted the last edict late at night.
Summoned General Zhou Ye back to the city.
From this moment on, everything changed.
He personally sent troops to kill one of Longka's most elite troops. Even though that team had given up everything in the end, he was still worried.
It was suspicion and selfishness that made him kill those soldiers in his sleep.
Until a few days later, every time he dreamed about it, he would still think of that scene of a river of blood.
The emperor's golden robe dyed red.
That day, he saw more than a thousand soldiers buried in a deep pit, saw the woman who hit her head and died, and saw Zhou Ye, covered in blood but still standing in front of a thousand-person grave with a broken leg.
She died in the end.
She died in the cold and desolate wind, still holding the broadsword that had been with her for decades in her hand.
At that time, he knew that the person who killed Zhou Ye was not the people he sent out, but Zhou Ye himself.
At that moment, the emperor still had some ridiculous sadness and guilt in his heart.
So with this guilt, he ordered the Hopeless City to be sealed, and then the bodies of the soldiers were buried in the Hopeless City.
Before their death, they were invincible soldiers who protected their home and country.
Even after death, the loyal soul remains buried in the city and protects the party.
Thirty years of peace had almost made him forget that scene back then.
The emperor lowered his eyes and looked down at the gorgeous city in front of him. Suddenly he laughed, and his laughter was filled with sadness and hopelessness. Looking around, everything under him was drawn bit by bit on the drawings.
This is his ideal country, a place left to be worshiped and admired by future generations for generations to come. This place cannot be destroyed.
Filled with desolation, the emperor closed his eyes and shouted at the people below him.
"The evil beast is a real thing!! Zhou Ye did not kill himself, but was killed by me!! It was me, I killed Zhou Ye, I killed one of the first line of defense guarding the border. Thousands of soldiers! It’s me...I did it all..."
It took all his strength to shout this sentence.
The Emperor lowered his head and allowed his body to float and sway in the air.
When the tens of thousands of people below him heard what the emperor had just said, their faces were full of sorrow and hatred, they were gnashing their teeth, beating their chests and feet, but they were helpless.
The story that has been circulating for thirty years has finally been peeled away and the truth inside has been revealed.
Admiral Zhou Ye has never rebelled. Thirty years ago, she was tricked into Guanhai City, and she and a group of soldiers were killed in a sneak attack inside the city.
"The Emperor lied to us."
"Zhou Ye didn't rebel. After so many years...she has been insulted for so many years!"
"Give us back our general!! Give back our general!!"
The emperor was gone, and now the city wall was crumbling. Without waiting for the shouts to continue, the city gate that had been broken suddenly collapsed. In an instant, everyone ran away wantonly, screaming, and those who had been frightened stayed behind. He stood there, looking outside the city wall with his face as pale as paper and his whole body shaking like a sieve.
People closed their eyes in despair, huddled together and waited for death to come.
For a long time, the roaring in my ears continued, but that was all.
Everyone looked up cautiously. The next second, everyone was shocked and confused.
(End of chapter)