Black light armor, white-haired spear...
Right Chancellor's Army!
After seeing the group of people clearly by the moonlight, the soldiers panicked.
Upon hearing He Zhi's words, some people exclaimed, "I didn't know this was the Right Prime Minister's residence!"
"Sir, didn't Lord Chen send you to arrest the Southern Zhou spies? Why are you here at the Prime Minister's residence?"
"Yes! Did you lead us the wrong way?"
He Zhi was already drenched in sweat. He had been worried about not having any fights to fight and not being able to gain any credit, but he never expected the situation to change so quickly!
And it's so big!!
He was the one who gathered the intelligence about the bookstore. He knew that there were usually about ten guards hiding in the shadows, and he was confident that he could lead a hundred garrison soldiers to take them out.
But now there are not just a dozen or so guards, there are forty or fifty at a glance!
As a veteran, Aqi knew the fighting strength of the garrison soldiers. Although his side had about a hundred men, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were surrounded by fifty enemy soldiers.
But at this point, there was no other option but to fight!
He roared, "These guards are all fake! The Southern Zhou spies are hiding in the house! Lord Chen wouldn't make a mistake, kill them!"
The soldiers didn't move. In order to inspire them, Aqi took the lead and charged towards He Zhi with his sword.
He was a veteran of countless battles and understood one principle deeply.
On the battlefield, passion often trumps reason. Once he kills one enemy, the soldiers behind him, seeing blood, will follow him like wild beasts.
And the one who gets killed should ideally be the enemy leader!
With a determined heart, Aqi leaped forward and swung his knife down.
He Zhi remained motionless, as if he were stunned by fear. Just as A Qi landed, he suddenly turned around and crouched down, the white-haired spear passing under his armpit, delivering a counterattack!
It hit Aziz squarely in the neck!
Aqi couldn't even utter a sound, and was provoked by He Zhi.
One shot, and he's dead!
He Zhi coldly glanced at the soldiers who were half-dead with fear and shouted, "Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
The soldiers slammed their spears into the ground in unison.
Those who surrender will not be killed!
"Those who surrender will not be killed!!!"
Clang clang clang clang—
The soldiers rushed to throw away their weapons, fearing that if they were too slow, they would suffer the same fate as Aqi.
...
Besides the guards, the Right Prime Minister's residence also has a small number of ordinary guards who are usually used for guarding the gate and patrolling.
Hu Xiayong launched an attack on the Right Prime Minister's residence at the agreed time, easily breaking through the main gate and storming into the front courtyard.
"Just as the Attendant-in-Ordinary predicted, all the guards have been taken away by Zhao Cheng!"
Hu Xiayong shouted excitedly, "Charge into the inner courtyard to arrest Zhao Huan's family! Kill anyone who resists!"
Compared to Aqi's team, Hu Xiayong's team moved swiftly and decisively, clearly a disciplined unit.
But they had only run a short distance into the front yard when a group of men in black armor suddenly rushed out from the inner yard and quickly spread out in a fan shape, their spears pointing diagonally forward.
"Unauthorized trespassing in the Right Prime Minister's residence is punishable by death!"
Hu Xiayong glanced quickly at the guards, somewhat puzzled.
At a glance, there were about fifty soldiers.
"They actually left so many behind?"
Although Hu Xiayong was surprised, he was not flustered. If it were the Yanchuan garrison behind him, he would be nervous. But these eighty-one brothers were all those who had survived for many years by infiltrating Yanchuan!
In Zhao Cheng's words, these people are all special agents.
Your guards are indeed formidable, but my brothers are no less so!
And we outnumber you!
Hu Xiayong stripped off his fine clothes, drew two curved swords from behind his back, and shouted, "Brothers, haven't you been cooped up in Yanchuan for too long? Tonight is our time to prove ourselves! Kill the enemy!! Achieve glory!! Return home in triumph!!!"
"kill!!!"
Provoked by Hu Xiayong's words, the Southern Zhou spies were stirred up and rushed towards the soldiers like locusts.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
The soldiers brandished their white-haired spears, maintaining their formation and rhythm no matter how high the enemy's arrogance rose.
The most intense battle in Yanchuan tonight has begun!
These Southern Zhou spies were indeed formidable. Although their initial, impulsive charge failed, they immediately adjusted their tactics, creating an opening in the enemy's formation and launching a pincer attack from both the front and rear.
The soldiers of the Fubing were all spearmen, suitable for mid-range combat, but close combat was not their strength. Once someone got close, they had to spend time pulling the enemy along, and gradually their formation would break down.
However, the soldiers of the Fubing were also very strong in individual combat. They could easily defeat any other team, even if they were five times larger than them. But these Southern Zhou spies put a lot of pressure on them.
It wasn't that the local militia wasn't strong enough, but rather that the men led by Hu Xiayong were the core group that Southern Zhou had cultivated in Yanchuan over many years!
In other words, if it weren't for the soldiers blocking their way, they would have been unstoppable!
Hu Xiayong knew that speed was crucial for tonight's operation, and that continuing the fight would only drag on. He decisively abandoned the opportunity to surround and kill the guards and ordered his brothers who had broken through the formation: "Go into the inner courtyard and arrest them!"
Upon hearing this, the guards near the inner courtyard quickly turned around and chased after them, but were immediately entangled by other Southern Zhou spies.
In an instant, more than a dozen Southern Zhou spies rushed toward the moon gate of the inner courtyard.
As they got closer, the Southern Weekly spies slowed their pace, because they saw what was under the moon gate...
There was a person.
The man was carrying a birdcage in his left hand; he still looked quite young, a boy.
"Get out of the way!!"
"This is a child from the inner courtyard, definitely Zhao Huan's offspring. Seize him!!"
Seeing the Southern Zhou spy rushing over, the young man remained calm. He put down the birdcage, then took a bamboo broom from the moon gate and, imitating the guards, stomped it hard on the ground.
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