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Chapter 152 The Illusory World(1/2)

Liu Hao is usually quite popular, so they didn't feel surprised after receiving Liu Hao's invitation to a banquet.

Except for a few people who really had something to do, everyone readily agreed to Liu Hao's invitation.

However, at the same time, Liu Hao's private soldiers were quietly mobilized.

Although it was already dusk at this time, all the private soldiers under Liu Hao's order still did not take off their armor and remained ready to kill at any time.

Therefore, everything was carried out in an orderly manner according to Liu Hao's plan.

After the sun sets, everything is ready.

At night, under the lights, the sounds of fighting continued.

Liu Hao, who had been well prepared, killed all the high-ranking military officers who had been invited, and used gold, silver, beauties and wine to control the hearts of the middle- and lower-level officers.

Liu Hao, who controlled all the military power in Jingzhou through mutiny, became the most powerful person in Jingzhou.

He forcefully replaced most of the civil servants in Jingzhou, including his former immediate boss Jingzhou Mu, and then installed his own confidants.

Anyone who dared to oppose him died by the sword.

Since then, Liu Hao has become the person who actually controls the military and administration of a state.

A year later, Liu Hao sent an army of 100,000 to attack Yangzhou and easily occupied the new palace that had just been built by Emperor Zhao Gou of the Song Dynasty.

After placing Emperor Zhao Gou under house arrest, Liu Hao used diplomatic means to resolve Xuzhou, the last of the three southern states.

Liu Hao, who unified the military and political power in the south, proclaimed himself a general. After five years of recuperating, he raised 350,000 troops to counterattack the Kingdom of Jin in the north.

After fifteen years of arduous war, Yanjing, the capital of the Jin Kingdom, was finally captured and the Jurchen alien race was driven out of Kyushu.

In the same year, Liu Hao ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. His country was named Chu State, and he was known as Chu Taizu in history.

The following year, the last emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Gou, drank poisoned wine and died from the poison.



Thirty years later.

A young woman in her twenties named Wanyan Yanran walked into this city, the capital of Chu State.

She passed by the imperial palace of Chu State and looked in the direction of the main hall from a distance.

Finally, she whispered to herself.

"Sooner or later, our Wanyan clan will come back and reoccupy this fertile land."

The sky gradually darkened, and Wanyan Yanran walked towards the palace step by step, her figure gradually disappearing.

As the top assassination master of the Jurchen clan, she escaped one guard after another and secret sentry, and just broke into the heavily guarded palace.

at last.

They arrived at the core area of ​​her palace, the main hall where the emperor lived.

In this way, she arrived at the palace of the Emperor of Chu in a grand manner.

There were several guards standing outside the empty palace. A pair of patrolling guards had just left. The guards on guard saw a figure suddenly appear.

"Who?"

"There are assassins."

"Catch the assassin quickly."

Outside the palace, several guardsmen standing guard shouted loudly and rushed forward.

At this time, Wanyan Yanran already had five flying knives in her hand.

Five flying knives flew out simultaneously. The speed of the flying knives was not too fast, but the efficiency was very good.

Five swords and five kills! No matter from scheming to calculation, or even the timing, Wan Yan Yanran

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They have all reached their peak.

After five swords and five kills, Wanyan Yanran did not sloppily kill any of the eunuchs, and she killed several eunuchs cleanly.

Because she understood that at this moment, the tens of thousands of forbidden troops in the entire palace were all her enemies.

After a breath, the surroundings became quiet, and more than a dozen corpses fell in a pool of blood.

Wanyan Yanran pushed open the closed door with both hands and walked straight inside.

On the bed.

The old Liu Hao was leaning on the dragon bed, covered with a golden quilt.

As rumored, the first-generation founding emperor of the Chu Kingdom suffered from a serious illness and is now on his deathbed.

"Who are you?"

Liu Hao, who heard the door open, looked at the strange assassin who walked in from the outside with majestic eyes.

He was as calm as if he was not facing a person who could take his life at any time, but a minister who came to see and worship him.

"The founder of the Chu Empire, compared to the rumored god-like you, you are too embarrassed and weak at this time.

Liu Hao smiled when he heard this and replied: "People will grow old all the time, and I am the same. What's more, I am already seventy-five years old this year. I have passed the age of seventy, and I have already lived enough."

As Liu Hao spoke, he looked at Wanyan Yanran and guessed her identity from the unique calluses on the middle of her fingers and her poor Chinese dialect.

"Are you from the Jurchen clan?" Liu Hao asked.

Wanyan Yanran pressed forward step by step and replied, "My name is Wanyan Yanran."



"Is your surname Wanyan?"

"Oh, I remembered, isn't the word Wanyan the royal surname of the Jurchen clan?"

"Haha, it's really interesting. The royal family of the Jurchen clan came to Kyushu to assassinate me, and she is still a woman."

"The men of the Jurchen clan are really getting worse and worse. Even the anger that I once had and that I was invincible in the world is gone. They actually asked a woman to come and assassinate me."

Although Liu Hao didn't know why the other party was able to break into his bedroom quietly, there was no movement outside.

But by this time, others had already come to his side, so a result was destined.

Wanyan Yanran pulled out the soft sword from her waist and said to Liu Hao in an extremely cold voice.

"The Emperor of Chu, the biggest enemy of our Jurchen clan, you will undoubtedly die today. Is there anything you want to say before you die?"

"Hahahahaha..."

When Liu Hao heard this, he couldn't help laughing wildly, so much that his old body couldn't hold it any longer.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

He was so excited that he started coughing non-stop, and didn't stop until he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Liu Hao's cloudy eyes suddenly became brighter, showing no trace of weakness or fear.

"The race that came out of the cold and cold Liaodong, swallowed up Mongolia, flattened Shaanxi and Gansu, occupied Yanyun and destroyed the Song Dynasty, has long since disappeared in the long river of history."

"The Jurchens are absolutely invincible. Now, they have become a big joke."

What's even more ridiculous is that you actually tried to use my death to resurrect the Jurchen tribe in my memory.



Upon hearing this, Wanyan Yanran's face turned red with anger and her whole body was shaking. She shouted angrily: "You fart, if you dare to say another word that insults our Jurchen tribe, I will immediately

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I’ll kill you.”

"Kill me?"

"Isn't the purpose of your coming here just to kill me? Why should I surrender to you just to live for a few more quarters of an hour?"

"Come, come and kill me!"

Liu Hao struggled to stand up, unbuttoned his clothes, exposed his chest, and said loudly: "Thirty years of peace have made me and my country forget the unforgettable hatred of the past."

"Let me use my death today to ignite the flame of hatred that has disappeared in the hearts of the people of Kyushu."

"The war between nomadic people and farming people will never stop unless one side is completely wiped out."



At this point, there is nothing left to talk about between the two of them.

Liu Hao was not afraid of death, and Wanyan Yanran was also afraid that if the old man in front of him continued to talk, he would shake the murderous intention in his heart.

Wanyan Yanran raised the soft sword in her hand and stabbed Liu Hao in the heart.

With a "bang", Liu Hao fell on the bed, his blood staining the golden quilt.

At this time, a large number of imperial guards had surrounded the hall, making it impossible for even flies to fly out.

Just when Wanyan Yanran didn't want to get out alive, the soft sword in her hand knocked off the oil candle on the candlestick.
To be continued...
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