Wu Zhidu rolled in the haystack, his body arching up in pain.

"You old guy, have you ever come into contact with the Xia people? Are you going to surrender too?" Dazhen asked with a ferocious look on his face.

Wu Zhidu didn't answer, he just kept coughing.

"Old thing!" Da Benzhan kicked him hard a few more times before he calmed down. Wu Zhidu coughed a few more times, looking at the top of the cell, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Hmph!" Dacheng walked out of the cell and said, "Watch this thief and don't let him escape."

"Your Majesty, Wu Guangzan, son of Wu Jingdu, is serving as an official in the Xia Kingdom," Shen Zongtai, the general of the Tianmen Army, said in a low voice.

Dazhuan hesitated for a long time, a ferocious air surged into his face, and after gnashing his teeth, he nodded lightly and strode away.

Shen Zongtai waved his hand, and the sergeants rushed forward, helped Wu Zhengdu up, and strangled his neck with a bowstring.

Wu Zhidu struggled desperately, feces and urine flowed out, and after a long time, he finally made no sound.

"Go and ransack the house!" Shen Zongtai said with a ferocious smile. The sergeants' eyes lit up and they were very excited.

When Dazhen built the Tianlao and saw the panicked crowd on the street, all his fierceness and courage melted away on the spot like ice under the scorching sun.

His face turned endlessly pale again.

In the battle of Huhanhai, all the 20,000 newly recruited imperial troops were defeated, and few of them came back. Now there are only 10,000 Tianmen troops in Beijing, which is not enough to defend the city, let alone defeat the Xia thieves.

How to resolve the current crisis? I really don’t have a clue.

Perhaps Pei Zhuan was right when he said that he should hunt for Dongping Mansion in the north?

But news also came from the north that Bozhou had been defeated, and the Xia soldiers continued to advance southward, taking out several villages in succession. The remaining soldiers of Bozhou and Longzhou could not resist, and they were about to approach the city. It was too dangerous to go north.

Or go to the Bin Mansion and then escape to Japan by boat? This is also very dangerous. Besides, he ran away without even guarding the capital. How could he have the face to be a king? What would the officers and generals in various places who are still resisting think?

Dazhen was hesitant and didn't know what to do.

That's good.

In sorrow, he quickly returned to the palace. When Queen Gao saw that he was still holding a head in his hand, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Chapter completed!