Chapter 250: Destroy the Southern Tang and Burn Its Palace
Without General Yang, the soldiers defending the city lost their backbone. Coupled with the secret decree that the prince just brought out, everyone scatters like monkeys when the tree falls.

It turned out that the royal capital was not an iron bucket. There were still some old forces of the prince that had not been eliminated yet, so a team of dozens of people hid at the city gate and finally worked together to open the city gate.

Once the city gate is broken, many things become self-evident.

Every household in the royal capital stayed indoors. The dynasty's situation was about to change, but the only thing that could change was that the people of Southern Tang would still rule the world, so one by one they acquiesced to this matter. In the end, no matter whether His Majesty or the Crown Prince won, they would just worship the one who won.

Therefore, the prince and his entourage arrived at the gate of the palace without encountering much obstruction.

If the city gate can be broken, why should we fear the palace gate?

In just half a day, both sides paid some price, but the palace gate was still breached. The loyal army that entered the palace gate was relatively well-behaved and only killed those who blocked their way. As for those who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, they would let them go as many as possible.

Tens of thousands of people rushed into the palace. The prince first rushed to the palace where his father was, but found it empty. Then he rushed to the study, but also found it empty. Just when the prince was getting annoyed, someone shouted that the emperor was waiting in the hall where he held court.

"Father really can't let go of the throne. He's waiting here until his death!"

After saying that, he led his people over there. Except for the crown prince and some deputy generals, it was the first time for everyone else to enter the Southern Tang Palace. As expected, there were carved dragons and painted pillars, and the air was majestic.

The emperor of Southern Tang was also wearing a dark dragon robe at this moment, sitting upright on the dragon throne. He looked at the prince and his men rushing in. He didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations. He just glanced at them coldly and then spoke something.

"coming?"

With such a calm tone and attitude, if there were no enemy at the gates, everyone would have thought it was just an ordinary day of affection between father and son. However, when the prince saw the Emperor of Southern Tang, there was both hatred and anger in his eyes.

It had been less than three months since he left the capital, but everything had changed.

His mother, his crown princess, his children, and the officials who followed him and their families all became souls under the sword. When he thought of this, he clenched the sword in his hand tightly and then pointed it forward.

"Father, since you and I were born into the royal family, we should know that the road to becoming a king is never easy. It is meaningless to pursue who is right and who is wrong today. So, if my son wants the throne, you must give it up."

"You are so arrogant! You are even more righteous and stern than when I forced the late emperor to abdicate. Sure enough, this rebellious blood will be passed down from generation to generation. Now I have kindly helped you to end the trouble. Aren't you grateful?"

The Southern Tang Emperor said this with a hidden meaning.

The prince was irritated and started to go crazy, then he roared.

"My mother is also your close friend. Aren't my children your grandchildren? What does the grudge between the royal family and them have to do with it? Why do you want to kill innocent people?"

"Innocent? If they are innocent, it is because of you. If you had not resisted and killed the Lu family father and son, how could they have suffered such a fate? Now you tell me that they are innocent, humph, you have the nerve to do that!"

Everyone watched the Emperor of Southern Tang and the Crown Prince cursing at each other. Everyone tried their best to put the blame on the other, but no one cared about where the souls of those innocent people who died would go.

The Taoist priest looked at the two men quietly, feeling extremely disgusted.

Those in high positions do not seek benefits for the people or the country, but only care about who can leave a name in the history books. It is simply a joke. While the two were bickering, he winked at the people behind him. That's right, this Taoist priest was Pei Zisu in disguise.

And brought by the prince were his so-called "loyal and righteous army" that had been successfully replaced long ago. Now, they have entered the imperial city of the Southern Tang capital in a dignified manner. The next thing to do is naturally to send all the royal relatives to heaven.

Da Sui wanted the Southern Tang to surrender completely, so there would no longer be any people or things related to the dynasty. Therefore, Pei Zisu quietly left the hall, looked up at the magnificent palace, his eyes full of murderous intent.

In the hall, the father and the son were still doing their own things.

They were cursing, but they didn't notice that this place had already been surrounded, and Pei Zisu's arrangements were so sophisticated that they couldn't imagine. As soon as he arrived, he took over the seat of the imperial kitchen, and a large amount of oil and wine were placed all over the palace.

All we have to do is wait for his order to burn down the Southern Tang imperial palace.

To have come this far, Pei Zisu had already figured out all the people around the Crown Prince of Southern Tang. The capable ones all died "innocently" in various battles, and now only those who are left are flatterers and hypocrites. Since they are loyal to their master, it seems that dying with their master is also a way out.

"Let's do it."

"it is good."

As soon as Pei Zisu finished speaking, Pei Ziyao beside him raised his arrows and aimed at the Crown Prince of Southern Tang, using the same archery method, shooting three arrows at once. The Crown Prince was cursing his father the previous second, and the next second he felt a huge force that made him unable to refute.

By the time he reacted, he had fallen to the ground.

His mouth twitched as he wanted to say something, but unfortunately he had no chance and died extremely unfairly.

"Prince!"

The Emperor of Southern Tang had never expected that his last son would be shot to death in front of him. He thought about taking his life, but that didn't mean he could really accept his child dying in front of him.

His legs went weak and he rolled down the steps in front of the dragon throne.

The dragon robe, the symbol of power that he had been pursuing all his life, was now stained with his son's blood. How could he not go crazy?
"Who, who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the same arrow coming towards him. He dodged one arrow, but was unable to block the other one, which hit him in the left shoulder, causing him great pain.

When I looked outside, a rain of arrows came.

All kinds of screams were soon heard in the hall. Some people wanted to rush out, but they died faster. Some people wanted to dodge, but even if they dodged one arrow, there would still be the next one. It was ultimately in vain.

A moment later, there were casualties all over the place.

Even if he still had a breath left, he was not far from death, and they soon smelled the scent of tung oil. Wasn't that the stuff that was prepared for siege?
Why are you here now?

Before he could even express his thoughts, he saw arrowheads with flames flying in, and soon the hall was engulfed in flames.