Chapter 433 Beheading

Fu Chenan entered the capital of Nan'an State and went to Feng Mingqian's home first.

He handed over the token given by Feng Mingqian and learned that Feng Mingqian had entered the palace. He was then led into the warm room to drink tea and wait.

We had to wait until it got dark.

Feng Mingqian finally came back exhausted, only to be told by the housekeeper that someone was waiting in the warm room with Feng Mingqian's token.

Feng Mingqian glanced at the token in the butler's hand and jumped up as if he had been stung by a bee: "Where is the person?"

The housekeeper chased after Feng Mingqian and shouted, "In the warm room..."

Feng Mingqian rushed all the way to the warm room and looked at the person in front of him as if he was dreaming.

He discussed with the ruler of Nanming for a long time how to communicate with Tianwu as quickly as possible and make the Tianwu court agree to help stop the invasion of Tianlang...

Who knew that the person they had been longing for was already waiting for them at home!

I waited for nearly two hours...

I should have come back earlier!

"Your Highness, why are you...dressed like this..."

Feng Mingqian was puzzled when he saw Fu Chenan, who was wearing a simple navy blue cotton robe.

Fu Chenan nodded slightly: "Master Feng, I have an idea..."

Half an hour later, Feng Mingqian rushed into the palace again in a hurry.

The ruler of the Southern Ming Dynasty was recalling the fate of the kings who had lost their country in history, thinking about how to avoid being beheaded.

The more I thought about it, the sadder I became. When I was about to cry, I heard that Feng Mingqian came in again.

What?

The king and his subjects agreed to die together?

He let someone in, but Feng Mingqian had a mysterious expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, guess who I saw when I returned home just now?"

The King of Southern Ming threw a memorial at him.

"What time is it? Are you playing this for me?"

Feng Mingqian shrank his neck: I got carried away...

He hastened to explain the whole story.

The King of Southern Ming was stunned, with fireworks exploding in his head: Is there such a good thing?

Can't it?

Can pie fall from the sky?

Are you sure it's not a trap?

He turned around twice and grabbed Feng Mingqian: "Are you lying to me?"

"He's really coming?"

"In your house?"

Feng Mingqian’s collar was grabbed and he felt his vision go dark. He almost saw his grandmother: “Ahem…really…really…”

"I don't believe it!"

Shortly after dark, Feng Mingqian returned home again, only followed by a few guards.

It was said that the emperor was afraid that it would be unsafe on the road at dark, so he asked for an escort home.

Feng Mingqian was "escorted" home trembling with fear, and someone arranged delicious meals for the guards.

While the guards were having dinner, Feng Mingqian led the King of Southern Ming to the warm room.

Fu Chenan, who was still waiting for news from Feng Mingqian, looked at the guard in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

He had seen the photo of the King of Southern Ming: it was secretly taken by a Tianwu spy with a mobile phone.

The guard looked at Fu Chenan dressed as a hunter: Is this Prince Tianwu?

As if to prove his speculation, Fu Chenan slowly stood up, put one hand behind his back, and his deliberately restrained aura suddenly dissipated, brightening people's eyes.

In just this moment, the King of Southern Ming confirmed: it must be Prince Tianwu.

How can an ordinary person have such momentum?

Feng Mingqian suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and introduced the ruler of Southern Ming.

"Sir, this is my master..."

"Master, this is the young master I told you about..."

Both sides looked at each other at the same time, and Fu Chenan took the initiative to raise his hand: "Please take a seat..."

After both sides sat down, the King of Southern Ming went straight to the point: "I heard Mingqian say that you want to..."

Fu Chenan nodded: "Yes."

"Will this work?"

"It should be possible."

"If anything happens..."

"I came here incognito, just pretend you don't know."

The King of Southern Ming nodded happily.

The Crown Prince of the Tianwu Dynasty is willing to go into battle personally, so what is he worried about?

Things can't get any worse anyway.

The ruler of the Southern Ming Dynasty readily appointed Feng Mingqian as the military commander and ordered him to go to the front line immediately.

While cursing in his heart, Feng Mingqian took Fu Chenan and dozens of Tianwu guards disguised as soldiers and rushed to the front line.

Along the way, Feng Mingqian's heart was beating fast.

He looked at the lightly-dressed Crown Prince Tianwu, wondering whether he should praise the Crown Prince for his skill and courage, or remind him not to underestimate the enemy.

Each guard came with an ordinary sword or gun?

What about the armor that the Tianwu Dynasty was proud of?

What about improved swords and guns?

And those mysterious weapons that I have only heard of but never seen...it looks like they are not brought with them?

Could it be hidden in some hidden place ahead that I don’t know about?

Suppressing his curiosity and worry, Feng Mingqian did his best to explain the latest situation on the front line.

Wen Yuansheng is quite capable in fighting.

However, in just three days, two cities had been captured.

The Nangan Kingdom is not big to begin with. If we continue to fight like this, we will reach the capital.

Feng Mingqian has a large family and a great business, all of which are located in the capital.

The whole city was under martial law at this time, and he had no way of taking his family for a jog.

In other words, preserving the capital means preserving the family and wealth.

He was really going all out for this: exaggeration! Extremely exaggeration!

In order to make Fu Chenan pay more attention and be more cautious, Feng Mingqian made the situation on the front line sound extremely serious.

As he spoke, he made it clear to Fu Chenan that he must "be adequately prepared."

Fu Chenan agreed and followed him to the front line.

When they saw the third besieged city from afar, they looked solemn.

Nothing can be more intuitive than seeing it in person.

The city walls of Nangan State are not low and its military equipment is not weak.

However, their soldiers had never experienced hardship, and they were only good at training, but became cowards once they entered the battlefield.

In the first two cities, as soon as they saw the Tianlang Nation attacking the city, they surrendered before they could even fight...

How do we fight this battle?

The Tianlang Kingdom advocates the use of force and truly looks down on prisoners.

They beat them while they were hungry, and killed many of those who could not bear it and protested against their abuse of prisoners.

With this previous experience as a lesson, the city did not surrender so quickly.

Feng Mingqian's face turned even paler as he looked at the latest battle report.

He looked at Fu Chenan: "Your Highness, look at this..."

Fu Chenan turned his head and looked at Feng Mingqian: "Let's stop here."

Feng Mingqian: “Ah?”

Fu Chenan repeated again: "That's it, hide wherever you think is safe, we are going to take action."

Feng Mingqian was dumped.

He watched from afar as Fu Chenan and his group took out something like a brick from the strange backpacks on their backs and pinned it to their chests.

They said something unknown, hung a small double-barreled black stick on their chest, and then scattered.

Fu Chenan turned his head and glanced at Feng Mingqian from a distance.

Feng Mingqian had good eyesight and read one word from Fu Chenan’s lip shape: Get lost.

Feng Mingqian left.

In the cellar of a house on the outskirts of the city, Feng Mingqian listened to the noise outside.

There was no movement outside...

Feng Mingqian didn't know that Fu Chenan had hidden himself under the cover of darkness and had already reached the vicinity of the military camp.

Although the defense seems tight, it is easy to find loopholes.

The main reason was that the attack on Nan'an Kingdom was too smooth, and Tianwu Kingdom did not come to its aid, so Tianlang Kingdom was invincible.

Under such circumstances, the Tianlang Southern Expedition Army became a little cocky.

With the help of an infrared telescope, Fu Chenan and two of his personal guards easily found the bright red figure of the patrol guard.

The crossbows of several people made dull "rap, rap, rap" sounds and hit the heads of several patrolling guards in succession.

After the patrol guard fell, he and his personal guards changed into the guards' clothes, hid the body, and sneaked into the military camp...

There was a commotion in the general's tent, with the woman's screams of panic and the man's triumphant laughter.

Obviously, they were very satisfied with their harvest during the day. The more terrified the abducted women fled, the more pleasure they enjoyed hunting.

"Uncle, I heard that the harem of the Lord of Nan'an is full of beauties. After I conquer it, I want to enjoy myself for a few days..."

It was the voice of the former Second Prince - now the Wise King, as he ate his fill.

Wen Yuansheng laughed: "The prince has the final say."

"Your Majesty, please enjoy it slowly. I'm going to run some water first..."

Wen Yuansheng is old and dares not indulge in lust. He just relaxed a little for once and then restrained himself.

He stood in the leeward direction and loosened his belt.

The sound of rushing water made the nearby guards relax their vigilance and start to become distracted.

After the generals and princes have finished enjoying it, they can also have a taste of the beauty in the tent...

The sound of water masked the soft sound of "snatch".

The sound of water soon died down, and there was a muffled sound, like something heavy falling to the ground...

(End of this chapter)