In the golden autumn season, there is a lot of laughter and laughter on the hunting grounds outside the capital of Jinguo. Wan Yan Sheng was dressed in a gorgeous dragon robe and rode a tall horse, leading the important ministers and princes of the court to chase their prey. Sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, adding warmth to this vast grassland.

However, the joy did not last long. When Yan Sheng and the others went deep into the hinterland of the grassland, suddenly, dark clouds were thick and the sky was dark. The sound of horses' hooves came from all directions, shaking the earth and trembling.

"There's an ambush!" One of the ministers shouted in horror.

Wan Yan Sheng's face changed suddenly, he looked around, and saw dense soldiers pouring out of the grass and trees, surrounding them. These soldiers had grim faces and cold glints in their eyes, and they were clearly well-trained elite men.

"Wanyan Zonghan, you dare to betray me!" Wan Yansheng roared angrily, his eyes full of grief and unwillingness. He never dreamed that Wanyan Zonghan, who he had picked up with one hand, would launch a coup d'état at this time.

Wanyan Zonghan rode a black horse and slowly walked out of the soldiers. There was a sinister smile on his face, and his gaze revealed endless ambition and madness. "Wan Yan Sheng, you are already old, and you are no longer suitable to lead the Jin Kingdom. Today, I'm going to show you what true power is! ”

Wan Yan Sheng clenched the sword in his hand and glared at Wan Yan Zonghan. "You traitor, even if I die here today, I won't let you succeed!" He shouted loudly, his voice full of determination and courage.

However, Wanyan Zonghan did not give him a chance. As soon as he gave an order, the soldiers pounced on Wan Yansheng and the others like wolves. In the shadow of the sword and sword, the bloody slaughter began.

Wan Yan Sheng swung his sword hard to resist the enemy's attack, but his strength was limited after all. In the face of numerous enemies, he gradually found himself in a difficult situation. Wounds appeared on his body, blood staining his dragon robe.

"Father!" Wanyan Zongyi shouted loudly, trying to rush over to the rescue. But he was also surrounded by numerous enemies and could not get out.

Wan Yan Sheng used the last of his strength to swing a sword, slashing an enemy to the ground. However, more enemies poured up and completely drowned him in the sea of people. Under the chaotic knife, Wan Yansheng finally collapsed in a pool of blood, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be still staring at this land full of betrayal and blood.

Wan Yan Zonghan looked at Wan Yan Sheng's corpse coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile. "Finally dead, this old thing is finally dead!" He shouted loudly, "From today onwards, the Kingdom of Jin will be my world!" ”

The coup came so suddenly and violently that people were caught off guard. Wan Yan Sheng's death plunged the Jin government and opposition into great shock and chaos.

Chapter 8: Bloody Purge

After Yan Zonghan killed Yan Sheng, he did not stop his steps. He stood on the corpse-strewn hunting ground, his eyes shining with a grim light, as if all this bloodshed and carnage had been expected by him.

"Send the order down and return to the capital immediately!" Wan Yan Zonghan ordered, "After searching for the remnants of Yan Sheng, not one will be left!" ”

With Wanyan Zonghan's order, the soldiers quickly moved into action. They split into several groups and galloped in the direction of the capital, preparing for a bloody purge.

In the capital, the princes and princesses of Wanyan Sheng and the ministers loyal to him are still waiting for the return of the hunt. Little did they know that a catastrophe had struck.

The soldiers rushed into the palace and the mansions of various ministers like wolves, and captured all the princes, princesses and ministers of Wan Yan Sheng. The men were escorted to the execution ground, where they were confronted with the cold swords and axes and the cold gazes of the soldiers.

"You traitors, you dare to resist me!" Wanyan Zonghan rode a horse and patrolled back and forth on the execution ground, "Today, I will let you see what real cruelty is!" ”

With Yan Zonghan's order, the executioners raised their knives and fell, and their heads rolled to the ground. The execution ground was suddenly full of blood, and screams came and went.

Wan Yan Sheng's princes, princesses, and ministers fell in a pool of blood one after another. Their eyes were filled with horror and despair, as if they were going through endless torture in hell.

The purge lasted a whole day, and more than 10,000 people were executed. Except for Wanyan Zongyi, no one was spared. The entire capital was shrouded in gore and terror.

Wanyan Zonghan stood on the execution ground and looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction. He knew that he had completely grasped the power of the Jin Kingdom, and no one could threaten him anymore.

Wanyan Zongyi escaped this purge, and he began his life in exile with full of grief and hatred. He knew that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of avenging his father and his brothers and sisters, and he had to live and fight for the future of the Jin Kingdom.

After Yan Zongyi escaped from Yanjing City, he was physically and mentally exhausted and fled all the way south. His clothes were already in tatters, his face was covered with dust and traces of exhaustion, and the noble image of the former prince of the Jin Kingdom was gone.

After a few days of difficult trekking, Wanyan Zongyi finally arrived at the city of Xingzhou. He looked up at the majestic city walls, and his heart was full of apprehension. Although the Great Song and Jin were hostile, he knew that the defender of Xingzhou City would be Yue Fei, a general known for his benevolence and righteousness.

Wanyan Zongyi took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to shout to the city: "I am Wanyan Zongyi of the Jin Kingdom, and I ask to take refuge in the city!" ”

The soldiers in the city heard the shouts and poked their heads out to check. They couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Yan Zongyi's down-and-out appearance. Soon, Yue Fei rushed over when he heard the news, and he stood on the city tower, looking down at Wanyan Zongyi.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed in Yue Fei's eyes. He knew that Wanyan Zongyi was the prince of the Jin Kingdom and his enemy. But standing in front of him at this moment was a destitute refugee. An inexplicable sympathy welled up in his heart.

"Wanyan Zongyi, why did you end up in such a field?" Yue Fei asked in a deep voice.

Wanyan Zongyi smiled bitterly and told Yue Fei everything about Wanyan Zonghan's coup d'état and the massacre of the royal family and ministers. His voice was full of grief and helplessness.

After listening to Yan Zongyi's narration, Yue Fei was silent for a moment. He was well aware of Wanyan Zonghan's ambition and brutality, and felt sympathy for Wanyan Zongyi's suffering. Although the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom had a hostile relationship, Yue Fei was not a ruthless person.

"You can take refuge in the city." Yue Fei finally said, "But you must abide by our rules and not cause trouble in the city." ”

Wanyan Zongyi was relieved when he heard this. He looked at Yue Fei gratefully and nodded in agreement. Subsequently, under the guidance of the soldiers, Wanyan Zongyi entered Xingzhou City.

After entering the city, Wanyan Zongyi was arranged to live in a remote courtyard. Although the conditions were rudimentary, they were enough for him. He knew that his days in Xingzhou City would not be too peaceful, but he was also determined to use this opportunity to find an opportunity to revive the Kingdom of Jin.

And Yue Fei did not relax his vigilance against Wanyan Zongyi, he sent people to secretly monitor Wanyan Zongyi's actions to ensure that he would not cause trouble in the city. At the same time, he also began to think about how to deal with the possible attack of Yan Zonghan. He knew that the political turmoil could well lead to an even bigger war.