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Chapter 935 Cui Hao Discusses the Situation, Prepares to Flee!

The battle has achieved its objective. The death of the Great Qian Emperor is undoubtedly the heaviest blow to the Great Qian Dynasty, and the situation will become increasingly favorable to them.

Si Cangqiong was in a frantic pursuit, roaring repeatedly. The Sky Sword hovering above his head was wielded with impenetrable force, its sword light like a dragon, invincible in all directions. However, the Styx Ancestor and the others had such unpredictable movements that they always managed to evade his fatal blows at crucial moments.

"Old Ghost of the Styx, you're not getting away!"

Si Cangqiong's furious roar echoed like thunder in the night sky.

"Old Si, you're not dead yet! Your Great Qian Dynasty's fate is sealed. Today's events are just the beginning. We'll meet again!"

However, while Si Cangqiong was relentlessly pursuing him, the Styx Ancestor, who was speeding ahead, laughed heartily, his face full of smiles.

After saying that, the Styx Ancestor and the others accelerated again and disappeared into the night in an instant, leaving only bursts of laughter echoing in the night sky, like the whispers of demons, which sent chills down people's spines.

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Meanwhile, outside the Daqian Imperial Palace, the night was as dark as ink, the moon hung high in the sky, and a sense of impending storm permeated the silence.

Under this silent encirclement, Yin Jingyi led his Tiger Head Heavy Armor Battalion, and Feng Yi led the Qianfu Right Guard, which, like two iron walls, completely surrounded the entire palace.

They stood silently, yet they could clearly hear the roars and wails coming from the depths of the palace, like the struggle of a giant beast before its death, shaking the heartstrings of everyone present.

Yin Jingyi, clad in heavy armor, the tiger head gleaming coldly in the moonlight, stared blankly at the palace that once symbolized supreme authority, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Beside him, Cui Hao, the former "first strategist of the Northern Wei Dynasty," dressed in a scholar's robe, held a feather fan and swayed it gently, completely out of place with the tense atmosphere around him.

"General, it's getting late, we should leave."

Hearing Si Cangqiong's heart-wrenching roar from within the palace, Cui Hao gently waved his feather fan, seemingly able to dispel the surrounding gloom.

"Mr. Cui, isn't it too hasty to leave now? The palace is already under our control, why not take advantage of the situation..."

Upon hearing this, Yin Jingyi frowned slightly, turned to look at Cui Hao, and a hint of reluctance and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"When the general first raised an army, it was because he was forced to do so and in order to protect himself, he took this risky move."

"Now that the Emperor of Daqian is dead and the foundation of the dynasty is shaken, the general has already achieved his goal. If you continue to linger, it will not only be of no benefit, but you may also fall into an abyss of no return."

Cui Hao gently shook his head, interrupting Yin Jingyi, and slowly began to speak, waving his feather fan.

"Our siege of the palace, and our efforts to hold back the Imperial Guards and the Right Guard of the Qianlong Army, were precisely to create an opportunity for the various schools of thought and those demonic cultivators to kill the Emperor of Qian."

"Now that the overall situation has been settled, the entire capital of the Great Qian Dynasty is in chaos, and hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban rebels are eyeing the outside of Qiandu with covetous intent. At this moment, Qiandu has become a dragon's den and a tiger's lair, and it is no place to stay for long."

He paused, looked at Yin Jingyi who was dressed in heavy armor, and continued.

Yin Jingyi remained silent for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

"General, do you know that the situation in the Great Qian Dynasty has deteriorated to this extent? Grand Tutor Gu Changqing of the Great Qian in the Northern Frontier will certainly not sit idly by."

"This man is both intelligent and brave, and he commands a large army. If we are still trapped in Qiandu once he heads south, we will be like turtles in a jar, with no chance of ever turning the tide."

Seeing this, Cui Hao continued to persuade him.

"We both know Gu Changqing's reputation. He's known for his strict military discipline and unique strategic vision. If we were to confront him head-on, what are our chances of winning? 'I Summon Famous Generals from All History in Another World' is currently causing a reading frenzy on Cola Novels. Haven't you read it yet?"

"Moreover, although the general's forces are currently making great strides in Qiandu, they are a mixed bag of various powerful families and factions, making it difficult for them to last long."

"Once Gu Changqing's army presses in, the allied forces of the noble families under your command are likely to scatter like birds and beasts. At that time, we will be isolated and helpless, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

At this point, Cui Hao's tone became increasingly serious.

Upon hearing this, Yin Jingyi's heart stirred. Cui Hao's words were like a wake-up call, jolting him awake from his smooth sailing in Qiandu during this period.

"Mr. Cui is right, we really shouldn't stay any longer."

"But... leaving like this, I still feel a little unwilling."

He took a deep breath and looked into the distance, where the smoke of war seemed to be rising faintly.

"I hope the general will consider the overall situation. Our actions this time have changed the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty."

"The road ahead is long, and there will be plenty of opportunities for the general to realize his ambitions. Why dwell on temporary gains and losses?"

Cui Hao smiled slightly and gently patted Yin Jingyi's shoulder with his feather fan.

Yin Jingyi nodded, the gloom in his heart gradually dissipating, replaced by a firm determination.

"Gentlemen, our operation has achieved its intended objectives."

"The situation in the Great Qian Dynasty is constantly changing, and the future is unpredictable. We should not remain here any longer. We must withdraw our troops immediately and head north to seek another opportunity to rise again!"

"Yes, General!"

The soldiers of the Tiger Head Heavy Armor Battalion responded to Yin Jingyi's orders with a dull thud as their armor clashed together.

Feng Yi, who was leading the Right Guard of the Qian Mansion, hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded slowly. At least for now, the Feng family and Yin Jingyi were still in the same boat.

Under Cui Hao's planning, the withdrawal operation proceeded in an orderly manner. The Tiger Head Heavy Armor Battalion and the Right Guard of Qianfu, like two torrents, slowly withdrew from the palace, leaving only the dilapidated palace, which appeared particularly lonely in the night.

"Send word to send a few trusted men back to the Yin family mansion to inform Father that they will accompany me north to establish a foothold before seeking an opportunity to act!"

During the evacuation, Yin Jingyi did not act as a "filial son" and forgot to fully support his father. Instead, he solemnly instructed the deputy general beside him.

Meanwhile, inside the Yin family mansion, candlelight blazed brightly as Yin Ting, the family patriarch who had received the news, summoned the elders to discuss the evacuation.

"Elders, Jingyi has sent a letter asking us to accompany him north."

"The situation in Qiandu is currently turbulent. If our Yin family stays here any longer, we fear we will face utter ruin."

Yin Ting's voice was deep, but every word struck the hearts of the clan elders.

The clan elders looked at each other, some nodding in agreement, while others looked troubled and hesitant.

The Yin family had served as generals for generations and had deep roots in the land. For them, leaving this land suddenly was undoubtedly a huge loss.

"Master, our Yin family has lived here for generations; how can we leave so easily?"

An elderly clan elder said in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with reluctance.

"Yes, patriarch, if we leave, are we really going to abandon the Yin family mansion, this foundation built over hundreds of years?"

Another elder echoed this sentiment, his tone filled with resentment.

Upon hearing this, Yin Ting's heart sank, but he knew that hesitation at this moment would only plunge the Yin family into a deeper crisis.