Huangfu Xuan was so angry he almost twisted his nose. He pointed at Li Xiu and said, "Damn it! You son of a bitch! I think you're the one who's Song's spy!"

Of course, he was deliberately feigning anger; deep down, he was more surprised and curious.

He was indeed a spy for the Imperial City Guard, a confidant of Sima Junru, and one of the most loyal followers of the current Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. He had been infiltrating the Jin Kingdom for eight years.

He tried to appear angry, because a person who is quick to anger is usually considered to be mentally challenged.

Only someone who's equally clueless would hire such a person as a spy.

Over eight years, Huangfuxuan portrayed himself as a foul-mouthed brute who would wield a knife at the slightest provocation.

He had fought against this Li Xiu countless times.

Li Xiu was a man of both literary and military talent under Wanyan Zongbi, who trusted him greatly.

Li Xiu had warned Wanyan Zongbi several years earlier that the Imperial City Guard of the Song Dynasty was rampant and that there was a high possibility that Imperial City Guards had infiltrated the army.

In recent years, Li Xiu has been constantly talking about Song spies, and he usually targets Huangfu Xuan.

The clash between the two sides is a battle of psychological warfare.

Li Xiu drooped his eyelids, squinted, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips: "Brother Huangfu, I haven't even said it was you yet, and you're clearly admitting it without being asked!"

Huangfuxuan immediately overturned the table, spilling wine and meat all over it. The other generals remained seated, making no response.

Huangfu Xuan stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please grant me five thousand soldiers, and I will retrieve Yang Zaixing's head!"

"Hmph!" Li Xiu snorted softly, a smile appearing on his face, as if to say: This acting is too clumsy!

Li Xiu quickly chimed in, "Maybe someone will turn around and side with Song!"

"Fuck you!" Huangfuxuan drew his sword, the sharp curved blade gleaming coldly. He stared at Li Xiu like a wild wolf. "If you've got the guts, draw your sword and fight!"

Li Xiu drew his sword: "If you're looking for death today, I'll grant your wish!"

Wanyan Zongbi slammed his fist on the table in anger and said in a deep voice, "What kind of behavior is this!"

The two men immediately knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

"Xia Jinwu!"

"Your subordinate is here!" A burly man stood up. He was Wanyan Zongbi's son-in-law and Wanyan Zongbi's most beloved general.

"This matter is entrusted to you. Find the person who wrote this letter for me!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Huangfuxuan!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Execute all those people arrested today!"

"Your subordinate obeys!"

In the dead of night, a cold moon hung high in the sky. In the north of Fengcheng, about nine hundred people were being escorted there.

These people included merchants, vagrants, and beggars.

"Shangguan, I am truly innocent! Shangguan, I am just a businessman. I do grain business in Fengcheng and the grasslands. I know nothing about it!"

A man was tied up and tried to crawl forward on his knees, but was pinned to the ground by two Jin soldiers who rushed over. Another Jin soldier raised an iron hammer and pounded it into his head.

With a bang, the hammer struck the man's head, and all the strength seemed to be drained from his body instantly. His body stiffened, and he fell to the ground sideways.

His gaze was blank and dazed, but his body was still twitching.

Everyone else was terrified and devastated by what they saw.

A flicker of pain crossed Huangfuxuan's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Over the years, he helped Wanyan Zongbi kill countless people, including many Han Chinese.

He also suffered in agony countless nights.

But in the end, they all calmed themselves down.

For him, monitoring Wanyan Zongbi's every move and reporting it to His Majesty the Emperor was his duty!

An officer ran over and shouted to Huangfuxuan, "Commander, please give your instructions!"

"implement!"

"yes!"

The officer turned and roared, "Kill them all!"

All the Jin soldiers around drew their sharp swords and charged forward, brandishing their blades at the unarmed civilians.

The knife sliced ​​through flesh, chopped at bones, chopped at the head, cracking bones with a snapping sound that made one's teeth ache.

Screams and pleas for mercy could be heard everywhere.

They were human beings, yet they were tied up like livestock and slaughtered. The scene was like hell.

Huangfu Xuan laughed twice, sat down at the table, and his subordinates prepared fine wine and meat for him. He drank and enjoyed the food.

He kept drinking, gulping it down, and laughed even more heartily as he watched the civilians being killed.

There were no tears in his eyes, and no sign of pain could be seen.

He had only one goal in mind: to personally cut off Wanyan Zongbi's head and present it to His Majesty the Emperor.

This is also his task.

Whenever he was in pain or felt powerless, he would think of that afternoon eight years ago when he met the emperor.

That sunny afternoon.

“You are a national hero! The Jurchen invaders have repeatedly harassed our Great Song Dynasty. If they are not eliminated, the people of the Great Song Dynasty will never have a peaceful day, and I will have no peace of mind.”

"Your humble servant is unworthy, yet I am deeply grateful for Your Majesty's favor and offer my meager strength to repay Your Majesty's grace!"

Those words, though spoken eight years ago, feel like they were spoken just yesterday.

What a pity!

Wanyan Zongbi's strategic plan still failed to be delivered to Yue Fei!

Huangfu Xuan was unwilling to accept this.

At this moment, Li Xiu was standing on the city wall, looking down at the scene below. He said to his confidant beside him, "Record everything you see and report it."

"yes!"

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