ner Cabinet based on the East Palace's suggestions and a comprehensive review of the situation. If the East Palace and the Inner Cabinet disagree, a meeting can be held at court to reach a consensus....Chapter 1428: The Netherworld Exists in the Human World

That soldier, whose name Li Chen didn't even know, grinned and said, "Who isn't afraid of death I am, very much so. But there's no way around it. All the brothers I knew are dead. As long as I can kill a few more Liao dogs, I die, I die. I'm afraid those Liao dogs are even more afraid. Down below, me and my brothers will keep killing Liao dogs!"

Li Chen's gaze was deep and solemn, as he looked at the wounded soldier in front of him, whose breath grew increasingly rapid. He knew he didn't have much time left, so he asked, "Do you have any last wishes Tell me, and I will do my best to fulfill them."

The wounded soldier was now barely clinging to life, his eyes glazed over. In a voice so faint it was barely audible, he whispered: "You can't do it."

"In this world, there are few things I can't do. Just tell me what you want, and leave the rest to me," Li Chen said hurriedly.

The wounded soldier wanted to smile, but the steadily dwindling life force made even that expression a Herculean effort. He strained open his eyelids and said to Li Chen, "I want to kill every last Liao dog in the world. Can you do that for me"

Li Chen took a deep breath and said, “I can, and I will definitely do it!”

"Well, then that's good."

The wounded soldier heard Li Chen's words, a hint of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he gasped and said, "I still want to eat a meat bun, can I"

"I haven't eaten meat buns in ages..."

Li Chen, hearing this, immediately turned his head and said to Xu Wei, "Go quickly and get some steamed buns from the carriage!"

Although the carriage was humble, Li Chen's status guaranteed that he would have the most basic material security wherever he went. Easy-to-store and filling buns were an important part of this supply.

Even more accurately, these steamed buns were prepared for Xu Wei and the Jinyiwei. Li Chen had been eating high-quality dishes along the way; naturally, someone would have gone to purchase provisions in the cities along the route, so Li Chen didn't need to worry about it at all.

Xu Wei immediately turned and ran upon hearing this.

He ran back to the team as fast as he could, then grabbed a bag of still-warm buns and dashed back.

Although it was the Crown Prince's order, Xu Wei didn't know why. He himself was also very eager for that wounded soldier to have a bite of the steamed bun.

"Here it comes! The buns are here!"

Xu Wei followed the sound and arrived, Li Chen quickly took the steamed bun and raised his hand to personally feed the wounded soldier.

The wounded soldier strained to open his mouth, but as the meat bun he had longed for was about to reach his lips, his eyes suddenly glazed over just as they touched the snowy white dough.

But in the blink of an eye, before he even had time to take a bite, his head went limp.

The wounded soldier died suddenly.

Including Wu Qingcang, everyone's expressions darkened with the soldier's passing.

Li Chen slowly stuffed the steamed bun into the wounded soldier's hand and whispered, "Take it and eat it on the way."

After finishing his words, Li Chen stood up and looked around.

Wounded soldiers like this are everywhere.

Around here, there is a constant flow of people. Soldiers continuously transport wounded soldiers and also carry away those who have died.

The city gate, with its several makeshift burial grounds, had the unsettling feeling of a place awaiting the arrival of condemned souls.

Although there were many people, those with the power to speak had no mind to do so. Only those wounded soldiers, tormented by pain, would whimper a few times.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and a deathly, putrid smell.

In this scene, if one were not physically present here, even the most imaginative person would struggle to conceive that such a place as this exists on earth. in backstabbing might be excellent skills they possess, but with Confucian thought as their guiding principle, how could scholars possibly succeed in a revolution”"With Your Highness' iron-fisted met...