Chapter 1039: National Treasury in Distress

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Su Pingbei's request is reasonable.

As the core, if Li Chen stayed on the battlefield now, he would not only be of no help to the battle, but also because he had to divide his troops to protect him, which would put our already disadvantaged army at a greater disadvantage.

But Li Chen shook his head and refused Su Pingbei's proposal.

"This palace cannot enter."

Su Pingbei immediately panicked upon hearing this.

Without waiting for him to speak, Li Chen continued, "Li Yinhu's desire to kill me remains undying. Wherever I am, he will focus his attacks there. And within the Temple of Ancestors, there is the Empress and also the Crown Princess."

This sentence struck Su Ping like a bolt from the blue.

He did this to protect the safety of the Empress and Crown Princess inside the Tai Temple.

But on the front lines, because of the massive difference in troop numbers between the two sides, the casualties under Su Pingbei were extremely heavy, and the balance of victory on the battlefield had begun to slowly tip.

Su Pingbei, seeing this, gritted his teeth and said, "But Your Highness, our manpower can't hold out for long. Should I send someone to call for reinforcements"

"Where are you sending troops"

Li Chen said indifferently, “All the available troops in Beijing have already been deployed.”

"Elsewhere, the troops guarding vital locations, city gates, and government residences can be recalled." Su Pingbei said urgently.

"If that were the case, it would just suit Zhao Xuanji's intentions."

Li Chen said in a deep voice, "You think why Zhao Xuanji hasn't appeared for so long It's not just to let Li Yinhu consume the power of the East Palace on the front line. He probably has even deeper plans."

Just as Li Chen's words fell, a messenger rushed in rapidly.

"Your Highness, the treasury has been raided!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Su Pingbei's hair stood on end.

"Treasury! "

He gasped in surprise.

Within the treasury, there lie all of the imperial reserves. Gold and silver, the very wealth that sustains the Qin Empire, are housed within its walls.

If Zhao Xuanji robbed the national treasury, even if the East Palace won this rebellion, the entire empire would be dragged down.

"Damn old dog!" Su Pingbei cursed.

"What's the point of cursing him He can't hear you anyway."

Li Chen glared at Su Pingbei, then ordered: "You take a thousand men and go to support the national treasury. No matter what, the national treasury cannot be lost."

Su Pingbei widened his eyes and subconsciously said, "What about His Highness"

"Your Highness, while the treasury is important, what good is it if something were to happen to you Everything would be lost!"

Su Pingbei now even felt that Li Chen was a bit confused.

Here, we are already at a disadvantage, and yet we must still divide our troops to protect the treasury.

Isn't this just handing one's life over to Li Yinhu

If you're dead, what do you need the national treasury for

"Are you going to disobey"

Li Chen let out a low growl and said, "Do as I tell you. I can handle the situation here."

Su Pingbei immediately found himself in a difficult situation.

Though faced with this dilemma, he only hesitated for a short moment before biting his teeth and bowing his head in submission. “Your subordinate will obey!”

After speaking, Su Pingbei immediately ordered his troops to leave.

On the battlefield, the cries of killing were as loud as a raging fire, and every soldier's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

They knew this war had no prisoners, defeat meant death.

Bodily and weapon clashes were common, with soldiers often seen grappling, biting, clawing at each other's eyes. Whatever means necessary to kill the enemy, they would employ.

Blood and corpses had become the most worthless things on the battlefield.

Every moment, every minute, every second, people are falling.Chapter 364: Praying for the Emperor