"Your Majesty think twice!" Han Zhong kowtowed a few times, "Your Majesty does this very likely lead to the division of the Golden Family and fall into a land of no return!"

Wuda lay on the bed, gasping for breath. Looking at the minister who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, his face turned red. Hailing hurriedly stroked his chest, and finally let the breath evenly.

"Why are you all confused?" Wuda said with difficulty: "Now Dayuan, the building is about to collapse, the situation is so complicated that my two underage sons can afford it. Moreover, the final strength of the most loyal to the Dayuan royal family is basically concentrated in the hands of Yardan. Tuli, Lin Ya, Bolu, with them, how can the Golden Family be divided and who dares to split, but if my son is brought to power, maybe there will be problems. Someone will inevitably rely on him and challenge Yardan, which will ruin the big thing."

"Your Majesty, you can use His Highness, Princess Zhenguo as the Regent, and you can take charge of government affairs!" Han Zhong said loudly.

"If you take off your pants and fart, you can't do that. We don't have so many bullshits? Since Yardan's strength is enough to shock all the troops and her talent is enough to make the Great Yuan survive in a desperate situation, then she should do this." Wuda coughed and rinsed, and the blood in the phlegm was shocking.

"Aslan, what do you think?" Wuda turned his head and looked at Aslan who was also lying.

"I have no objection!" Aslan nodded slightly, "We, Mongolians, have always regarded strength as ours. In the history of Mongolians, there are no women who have held absolute power!"

"Hailing, do you have any objection?" Wuda reached out and grabbed Hailing, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Your Majesty, Hailing has no objection!" Hailing said crying.

"Okay, very good, restrain your tribe, tell them, don't try to challenge Yaldan's authority, and don't use your son as an excuse to challenge Yaldan. That will make Yaldan very embarrassed. You have always had a good relationship with Yaldan, and I feel relieved, but I am not at ease with your tribe!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, Hailing will do her best to support her sister!"

"It's settled!" Wuda's eyes swept across everyone in the hall, "You are all loyal ministers of my great Yuan and important ministers. With you assisting Yardan, I'm relieved. You won't break or establish. Yardan is more open and clear than me! As long as you can really do that, with decades of savings, our Mongolians will rise again!"

"Your Majesty!" Looking at Wuda, whose glory slowly faded away, everyone was crying.

"Your Majesty!" The man who went out to get medicine ran into the palace like a flying one, "Your Majesty, Huang Taiji rushed into the palace!"

"Huang Taiji, what are he doing?" Aqisi said angrily. Huang Taiji is Wu Liqi's capable general. When he entered the palace, there was no good thing. Although he was angry, he was helpless. Although the entire palace was protected by Han Zhong's Xiangshan Palace soldiers and palace guards, on the outside, there were all Wu Liqi's people. As long as they were willing, the supplies for the palace were cut off, the more than 4,000 people would be tied up.

Huang Taiji only brought two guards. Now that he entered the palace, he was naturally fearless and had no need to worry about safety. He was fully armed and strode on the corridor. On the scimitar unsheathed, he could also see condensed blood marks. Even he went into battle in person. It can be seen how dangerous the Yanjing form is.

The guards of the palace looked at Huang Taiji as if no one was around. Although there was anger in his eyes, they could only watch him heading straight towards the hall.

Huang Taiji, with a calm face, seemed domineering in the palace, but he was anxious at this moment. Barutu's offensive became increasingly fierce, and today he had begun to directly attack the Yanjing city walls. Outside Yanjing City, Wu Liqi and Barutu's cavalry duel ended in failure and had to retreat to Yanjing City.

Barutu, who had launched an attack on Yanjing City for the first time, attacked the city wall. A person like Huang Taiji, who had a high position, had to draw his sword to fight himself before he could lead his opponent down. In this case, if there were a few more times, could Yanjing still defend it?

Outside the palace, the sound of killing sounds sounded again. Huang Taiji stopped and looked back, his mouth twitched a few times, turned his head suddenly, and walked towards the hall with big strides.

With a creaking sound, he reached out and pushed open the closed hall door. Huang Taiji stood at the door and looked inward. Azis, Jamuha, Han Zhong, and Aslan, who was lying on the bed, all looked at him coldly. On the bed, Wuda was half lying in Hailing's arms. Although his eyes were unsightly, his long-term power still made Huang Taiji's heart tremble.

"Huang Taiji, what do you want to do?" Jamuha pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and took a step forward.

Huang Taiji stepped into the hall, calmed his mind for a moment, bent down and bowed to Wuda, "I have seen your Majesty!"

"You have your Majesty in your heart?" Jamuha sneered: "If you have your Majesty in your heart, you should come here with Uliqi's head!"

Huang Taiji turned his head and looked at Jamuha, "What is General Jamuha's words? Barutu intends to rebel, and Prince Uliqi is doing his best to protect His Majesty's safety. If Prince Uliqi wants to rebel, can you still stand here and scold me at this time? I'm afraid he's already on the spot, right?"

"You..." Jamuka was furious and choked, her sword was unsheathed for half a foot, and finally shed it back again with hatred.

Huang Taiji looked at him coldly and turned his gaze back to Wuda on the sickbed.

"What did Wu Liqi ask you to do?" Wuda's voice was very low.

"Your Majesty, the rebel Barutu's attack was very fierce. He has attacked the city wall several times today. Prince Wuliqi's intention was to ask His Majesty to go up to the city wall to show his side and shout, which would inevitably lead to the morale of Barutu's troops being disintegrated."

"Huang Taiji, look at Your Majesty's body, can you still go up to the city wall? Do you still have the safety of Your Majesty in your heart?" Han Zhong said angrily.

Huang Taiji looked at Han Zhong disdainfully, "In order to protect Your Majesty's safety, we are bleeding. Every moment, a large number of soldiers have died in battle. My Mongolians have always had the tradition of leading the leader. Why? Is it wrong to ask Your Majesty to go to the city to boost morale?"

Looking at Huang Taiji's angry look, Wuda coughed loudly and rinsed her blood and flew between her lips.

Looking at Wuda's appearance, Huang Taiji was also a little stunned, but the sound of killing outside the room still forced him to continue and take two steps forward, "Please move your Majesty!"

"Huang Taiji, look at His Majesty like this, may he move?" Hai Ling said angrily: "Do you want Shijun?"

"Empress, I offended you!" Huang Taiji waved his hand, and the two guards behind him strode forward. It seemed that they wanted to force Wuda out of the upper city of the palace! Jamukha stepped forward with a quick step forward and pulled out the knife with a choke. "Who dares to step forward? Today is his death day!" He stood in front of Wuda and glared at Huang Taiji.

Jamukha is a famous Mongolian warrior. Seeing him standing in front of him with a knife swing, the two guards stopped, looked back at Huang Taiji.

"General Jamuha, the military situation is urgent. Your Majesty must go today. If you have the affair, just cut me off with one knife!" Huang Taiji faced Jamuha's steel knife and strode forward.

Of course, Huang Taiji cannot kill him! If he kills him, he is afraid that the palace will be razed to the ground immediately. Jamukha's heart is filled with red eyes and his hands are trembling constantly, but he is forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step.

A strange noise suddenly came from behind him, and Jamuha felt the vest was hot. In shock, he looked back and saw that Wuda's upper body was straightened on the bed, and a lot of blood was pouring out from his mouth. The heat in the vest just now was that Wuda's mouth of blood sprayed onto his vest.

"Your Majesty!" Jamuha threw away the steel knife and fell to his knees in front of the bed!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Hailing panicked.

"Please please Mr. Yao, please Mr. Yao!" Han Zhong shouted loudly to the outside of the hall.

Blood kept pouring out of Wuda's mouth. Han Zhong, Azis, Shu Chi and others all rushed to the edge of the bed and knelt down. Aslan on the recliner also struggled and climbed to Wuda's bed.

Huang Taiji was stunned and looked at Wuda on the bed. He knew that Wuda could not do it anymore!

Wuda's mouth was still emitting blood foam. Looking at Huang Taiji, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his smile slowly disappeared.

"A tiger down the mountain was bullied by a dog, and the phoenix with hair fell off is not as good as a chicken!"

This is the last sentence that Wuda left to the world. Although there was still blood foam coming out from the corners of his mouth, Wuda opened his eyes wide, and his nose was gone, and his heart stopped beating.

Yao Qian was almost carried by several guards and ran into the hall without touching the ground. When he arrived at the bedside, he looked at it and kept shaking his head. "He was already terminally ill, but he was angry and attacked his heart. Even if the gods descended to earth, there was no cure for help!" He lifted the medicine box, shook his head, and walked out with great strides.

Huang Taiji stared at Wuda on the bed in a daze, and died like this? He didn't believe his eyes. He took a step forward, as if he wanted to verify it. But he only took one step and stopped again.

Wuda was dead! He finally reacted and his heart suddenly trembled, afraid that the history books would leave him a piece of paper and force the king to death! The cold sweat on his body flowed down, and he turned around and strode out of the hall, and then stayed in the hall. Perhaps these people who were angry and attacked him would break himself up.

Hailing fell on the bed and cried bitterly. The two underage sons were also called out from the back of the palace at this time, and fell to his knees in front of the bed, crying sadly.

Aslan looked at Wuda on the bed, felt a burst of pain in her heart. She held her chest in her hands and slowly slid down. When Jamukha found something wrong, Aslan had already lost her breath.

"Dad!" Jamuka burst into tears.

In one day, the two major figures of the Mongolian race, Wuda, and Aslan, died at the same time.

In the palace, the sound of death bells rang, conveying this news to the whole city. The soldiers siege stopped attacking and listened to the sound of death bells in the city in a daze. The soldiers guarding the city turned around and looked at the direction of the palace, with their eyes even more complicated.

"Is Wuda dead?" The camp outside the city, Barutu laughed to the sky: "Die well, die well! I'll order the entire army to strengthen the attack. At this time, the morale of the army in the city is unstable, which is a good time to break the city!"
Chapter completed!