Before everyone can ask for mercy.

These soldiers and generals have already rushed forward, raising their swords like cutting melons, and slashing at these people here.

Inside the palace.

The sounds of sword swings and shouts came and went one after another, and they couldn't stop for a long time.

After a long time, when a fat armored Ming army general appeared at the palace gate under the light of the fire outside, the killing in the palace was considered over.

Those officials who fell in a pool of blood in front of the high platform, unable to rest in peace until their death, could not understand why Chen Yuandan turned the butcher knife on them until the moment they died.

Zhu Gaochi, who was originally supervising the battle and firing artillery outside the city, only remembered Zhu Yunxi's instructions at the moment the city was broken.

Those who hurried slowly finally led the people into the city. After thinking for a while, they continued to the Annan Palace in Daluo City.

But when he rushed outside the palace gate and saw the corpses strewn all over the palace, he couldn't help but be stunned.

An officer and soldier of the Ming Dynasty rushed into the hall from Zhu Gaochi's side.

Before these Ming soldiers could issue a warning, those personal soldiers belonging to Chen Yuandan had already put down their swords and lined up to kneel aside.

"You are finally here."

On the high platform, Chen Yuandan finally lowered his head and glanced at the pool of blood

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Then he muttered in a low voice and walked down the platform.

His feet stepped on the blood of those people and walked towards the palace gate.

Zhu Gaochi frowned and narrowed his eyelids. After thinking for a while, he finally took a step back and gave way.

After Chen Yuandan walked out of the hall, Zhu Gaochi tilted his head and glanced at him, then walked towards the platform in front of the hall.

Chen Yuandan follows suit.

The two of them stood at the edge of the platform, with the chaotic palace in front of them.

Outside the palace is the city of Daluo, which is in flames.

The sounds of fighting are still coming and going.

"It's not the Ming Dynasty's grandson who came here, nor the founding father." Chen Yuandan looked at the young fat general beside him and said with a smile.

Zhu Gaochi took two steps back, raised his arms and bowed, and then said: "This is Zhu Gaochi, the crown prince of King Yan of the Ming Dynasty. His Royal Highness, the grandson of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, is fighting on the south city wall, and the general is also supervising the battle outside the north city wall."

"Prince Yan..." Chen Yuandan sighed: "The great grandson of the Ming Dynasty will definitely go to the war in person, the general will supervise the battle, and the prince prince will go to the city to find the enemy. I, Annan, should be destroyed, and the Ming Dynasty should be victorious."...

Zhu Gaochi wrinkled the bridge of his nose: "The grandson and the general hope to meet you. My grandpa Huang also hopes to have a chat with you in Yingtian City."

Chen Yuandan laughed.

In Zhu Gaochi's puzzled eyes.

The old man actually reached out and patted Zhu Gaochi on the shoulder, and then said with a smile: "From now on, there will be no more Annan in the world. I am just an old man. How can I meet the grandson of the Ming Dynasty, let alone go to the Ming Dynasty to meet the saint Yingtian."
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There's something wrong with this old man!

Zhu Gaochi was about to speak.

But Chen Yuandan saw that he had already taken out a dagger from his sleeve.

Before he could react, it plunged directly into his heart.

"You are brave!"

Zhu Gaochi roared angrily, and then stretched out his hands to support Chen Yuandan, who started bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

But Chen Yuandan, who had a dagger stuck in his heart, all his strength had completely disappeared. He, who was already an octogenarian, could no longer hold up at this moment. Fortunately, Zhu Gaochi supported him, and he could slowly face Da Luo outside the palace.

Cheng knelt down.

Zhu Gaochi was going crazy and couldn't figure out why this person would do this.

But Chen Yuandan reached out and grabbed Zhu Gaochi's arm, and turned to look at him with blood on his lips: "Dongcheng Military Camp... Daluo City officials, powerful people, rich and small... are all here..."

Zhu Gaochi's eyes were blood red and he glared angrily at Chen Yuandan who had hanged himself: "What on earth do you want to do!"

Chen Yuandan smiled slightly: "I only hope that the Ming Dynasty can treat my Annan people the same as the people of the Central Plains.

I only hope that the Ming Dynasty can treat the people of Annan kindly, lighten the corvee and lighten the killing.

I only hope that Ming Dynasty can rule Annan and prevent Annan from getting into the flames of war again."

The old man's voice gradually became blurred and became almost inaudible.

Then, Chen Yuandan's head drooped softly on his neck.

Zhu Gaochi sighed and slowly released his hands.

But they saw Chen Yuandan's remains, still kneeling on the ground and never falling.

Zhu Gaochi let out another long sigh, looked at Chen Yuandan's corpse with twinkling eyes, and bowed with a long salute.

After he stood up again, he looked solemnly at Chen Yuandan's remains.

"After the death of the public, there was no more Annan in the world.".
Chapter completed!