Chapter 939 Cui Hao discusses the situation and prepares to run away!
This battle has achieved its goal. The death of Emperor Daqian is undoubtedly the heaviest blow to the Daqian Dynasty. The situation in the future will become increasingly favorable to them.

Si Cangqiong was chasing anxiously and roaring continuously, and the sword of the sky floating above his head was swung tightly and tightly, the sword light was like a dragon, invincible, but the body movements of the Minghe Patriarch and others were too strange, and they were always able to avoid his fatal blow at the critical moment.

"Old ghost Minghe, don't even think about running away!"

Si Cangqiong's furious roar was like thunder, echoing in the night sky.

"Master Si, your Daqian Dynasty has run out of luck. Today's situation is just the beginning. We will meet again in the future!"

However, facing Si Cangqiong who was chasing him relentlessly, the old man of the Styx who was rushing ahead laughed loudly with a smile on his face.

After saying that, the Styx Patriarch and the others accelerated again and instantly disappeared into the night, leaving only bursts of laughter echoing in the night sky, like the whispers of a devil, making people feel chilled.

At the same time, outside the Daqian Palace, the night was as dark as ink, the moon was hanging in the sky, and the silence was filled with a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

In this silent siege, Yin Jingyi led his Tiger Head Heavy Armored Battalion, and the Qianfu Right Guard headed by Feng Bo and Yu Shi commanded by Feng Yi, like two iron walls and copper walls, surrounding the entire palace.

They stood quietly, but they could clearly hear the roars and wails coming from deep within the palace, which were like the death struggle of a giant beast and shook everyone's heart.

Yin Jingyi was wearing heavy armor, with the tiger head flashing coldly in the moonlight. He stared blankly at the palace that once symbolized supreme authority, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Next to him, Cui Hao, the former "No. 1 strategist of the Northern Wei Dynasty", was dressed in a scholar's long gown, holding a feather fan, swaying it slowly, which was out of tune with the tense atmosphere around him.

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

Listening to Si Cangqiong's heart-wrenching roar in the palace, Cui Hao waved his feather fan gently, which seemed to dispel the haze around him.

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

Yin Jingyi frowned slightly when he heard this, turned to look at Cui Hao, with a hint of reluctance and hesitation in his eyes.

"When the general first started his army, he was forced to do so in order to protect himself."

"Now that the Emperor Daqian is dead and the foundation of the dynasty is shaken, the general's goal has been achieved. If you continue to stay, it will not only be useless, but may also lead to eternal damnation."

Cui Hao shook his head slightly, interrupted Yin Jingyi's words, waved his feather fan gently, and spoke slowly.

"We besieged the palace and delayed the army of the Praefectus Guards and the Right Guards of the Dragon Guards who were guarding the Daqian Palace. Wasn't it to create an opportunity for the various schools of thought and those demons to kill the Daqian Emperor?"

"Now the situation has been decided. The entire Daqian Imperial City is in chaos. There are hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops outside of Qiandu, eyeing us covetously. At this moment, Qiandu has become a den of dragons and tigers. It is not a place to stay for long."

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

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

"General, you know that the situation in the Daqian Dynasty has deteriorated to this point. The Daqian Grand Tutor Gu Changqing in the Northern Frontier will definitely not sit idly by."

"This man is both wise and brave, and he commands a large army. If he goes south and we are still trapped in Qiandu, we will be like a turtle in a jar, with no chance of survival."

Seeing this, Cui Hao continued to persuade.

"You and I both know Gu Changqing's reputation. He is strict in military discipline and has a unique strategic vision. If we confront him head-on, what are our chances of winning?"

"What's more, although the many forces under the general's command are now unstoppable in Qiandu, the various aristocratic families within are mixed and it is difficult for them to last long."

"Once Gu Changqing's army approaches, the aristocratic family coalition under the general's command will likely scatter like birds and beasts. We will then be isolated and helpless, and the consequences will be disastrous."

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

Yin Jingyi was moved when he heard this. Cui Hao's words were like a sobering agent, which suddenly woke him up from the smooth sailing in Qiandu during this period. "Mr. Cui is right. We really shouldn't stay for long."

"But...I always feel a little unwilling to leave like this."

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

"I hope the general will put the overall situation first. Our actions this time have changed the fate of the Daqian Dynasty."

"The road ahead is still long, and there are plenty of opportunities for the general to realize his ambitions. Why should he be obsessed with the gains and losses of the moment?"

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

Yin Jingyi nodded, and the haze in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a firm determination.

"Gentlemen, we have achieved our set goals in this operation."

"The situation in the Daqian Dynasty is changing rapidly, and the future is unpredictable. We should not stay here for long. We should withdraw our troops immediately and head north to seek an opportunity to rise again!"

He turned around, looked at the Tiger Head Heavy Armored Battalion under his command, and the Qianfu Left Guard led by Feng Yi, and shouted loudly.

"Yes! As ordered by the General!"

The soldiers of the Tiger Head Heavy Armored Battalion responded to Yin Jingyi's orders with the sound of their armors colliding with each other.

Feng Yi, who was leading the Right Guard of Qian Mansion, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slowly. At least up to now, their Feng family and Yin Jingyi were still grasshoppers on the same rope.

Under Cui Hao's planning, the withdrawal was carried out in an orderly manner. The Hutou Heavy Armored Battalion and the Qianfu Right Guard were like two torrents, slowly evacuating the palace, leaving only the crumbling palace, which looked particularly lonely in the night.

"Send the order and send a few trusted men back to the Yin Family Mansion to tell my father to follow me north and establish a foothold first, then look for an opportunity to take action!"

During the evacuation, Yin Jingyi did not act like a "filial son" and forgot to fully support his father. Instead, he gave instructions in a deep voice to the deputy general beside him.

At the same time, in the Yin family mansion, candles were brightly lit. Yin Ting, the head of the Yin family who had received the news, was also summoning the elders to discuss the evacuation.

"Dear elders, Jing Yi has sent a letter asking us to go north with him."

"The situation in Qiandu is turbulent right now. If our Yin family stays here any longer, I'm afraid we will be doomed."

Yin Ting's voice was low, but every word he spoke struck the hearts of the elders.

The elders looked at each other, some nodded in agreement, while others looked embarrassed and hesitant.

The Yin family has been a family of generals for generations and has deep roots. For them, suddenly leaving this land is undoubtedly a huge sacrifice.

"Master, our Yin family has been here for generations. How can we leave so easily?"

An elderly elder of the tribe said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Yes, Patriarch, if we leave, will we abandon this Yin family mansion, this foundation of hundreds of years?"

Another elder echoed, his tone full of reluctance.

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

(End of this chapter)