Beijing.
Countless rebel soldiers were gathered outside. The corpses were piled up in a mess.
Zhuge Hongtu had led the Imperial Army to defend until now, and both sides were exhausted.
However, as time passed, several reinforcements arrived and pincered the rebel army.
After a few battles, the rebel army had suffered heavy losses and was on the verge of defeat.
Zhuge Hongtu estimated that it would take at most another month to quell the rebellion.
However, there was no joy on his face.
Zhuge Hongtu knew very well that the real enemy was not outside, but in the Imperial City.
It was even near the palace!
This enemy was the national master, the enlightened Pudu, or the red dragon centipede!
Zhuge Hongtu turned his head and looked in the direction of the palace, his expression extremely solemn.
These few months, the Imperial City was in chaos.
However, the red dragon centipede had never shown its face. It must be brewing something!
