「Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace.」
Yu Jiuqing and Jiang Chengyi led their soldiers, fighting as they retreated.
Although they had been mentally prepared, the number of men at Prince Cheng's disposal this time still exceeded their imagination.
Ten years of honing a single sword. This scheme tonight was the one Prince Cheng had poured the most effort into over all these years.
Jiang Chengyi cut down a soldier before him with a single strike and gritted his teeth. "That bastard Prince Cheng actually used the Holy Emperor! The people on his side now include not only his own faction but also those loyal to the Holy Emperor. I'm afraid our only option tonight is to proceed with our worst-case scenario—leave the Capital City and regroup with General Chen."
Their soldiers were scattered all over Da Qi. Although Yu Jiuqing had ordered them to secretly move troops to the Capital City a few days ago, they ultimately didn't make it in time for the Holy Emperor's birthday banquet.
