The Singing of the Empty City [8]
“Quickly speak.” Prime Minister Xiao Chen’s expression didn’t change much between Liu Yue and Yelu Ji’s confrontation. However, when he heard the guard’s words, he became a little anxious. Thus he loudly shouted at the guard to speak.
“The scale of the army approaching is around 400,000 to 500,000 strong. General Wu Sha is waiting for Prince Qin’s instructions.”
When his words fell, the great hall became silent besides the occasional crackling sounds from the fire. The wind blew the crackling sound and it echoed eerily in the silent hall.
The officials who are able to sit here in the hall today aren’t fools. Although Liu Yue’s 400,000 soldiers may seem strong, however, they believed that she was merely bluffing. This was because when estimating the time and distance that is necessary for 400,000 soldiers to travel here, it seemed impossible for them to arrive at such short notice.
Therefore, they weren’t afraid of Liu Yue 400,000 soldiers. However, they were afraid of Liu Yue because their life is in her hand.
But, they would’ve never thought that Liu Yue actually has 400,000 soldiers approaching Sheng Jing right now.
The people working under Liu Yue might lie for her. But the people under Yelu Ji definitely wouldn’t lie.
Heavens! Liu Yue’s 400,000 soldiers are really coming.
The people in the great hall was all genuinely shocked and became afraid after hearing the report.
Yelu Ji’s eyes widen so much that it seems as if it would fall out at any moment. Liu Yue lifted Yelu Hong onto her lap. She coldly said, “You had gone against Empress Dowager Xiao’s imperial edict and is unwilling to let me become the Regent.
Good. Then today, I will not care about any of you. The officials of Bei Mu believe that they’re great and above the law. They despise the Emperor of Bei Mu. It’s also time for Bei Mu to shuffle its cards (change the officials).”
Liu Yue loudly shouted that while holding Yelu Hong on her lap. Her expression was frigid and stern.
“Pass my order down. Attack.” Her icy voice flew along with the north wind, up towards the Ninth Heaven.
She waved her fiery red gown. Her words were ice-cold and decisive. A faint fragrance floated towards the platform that Third Royal Uncle is currently sitting at.
“Yes,” Hua Yulong loudly replied. With a swish, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the great hall in large strides.
“No, no. Wait a minute, wait a moment.”
“Don’t…”
“We can still discuss, Regent. We can still talk nicely…”
They are really frightened. The officials that were neutral, as well as those who weren’t neutral immediately, started to anxiously shout towards Liu Yue. Their expressions changed from anxiousness to fear.
She can’t attack the city! If Liu Yue’s 400,000 soldiers confront Yelu Ji’s 100,000 soldiers in Sheng Jing, the result will be a bloodbath. Everything in Sheng Jing will be washed with blood.