At this moment, the Zhao assassin jumped down from the roof, the dagger in his hand flashing with cold light, and went straight to the vital points of Prince Fusu.
Although I was prepared, it was too late to dodge.
The dagger pierced deeply into Prince Fusu's chest, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.
When Prince Fusu saw this, he felt a strong surge of anger in his heart.
He quickly drew the long sword from his waist and started a fierce fight with the assassin.
Although Prince Fusu learned martial arts since he was young, he was still at a disadvantage when facing the assassin's deadly moves.
His fight with the assassin naturally alerted the guards outside.
They rushed into the palace and started a melee with assassins from various countries. The Xianyang Palace was suddenly filled with the flashing of swords and the shouting of killing, which shook the earth.
Although Prince Fusu was brave and fearless, the pain from his wounds made his movements become slower and slower.
The power of his sword gradually weakened, and facing the joint siege of assassins from five countries, he seemed increasingly powerless.
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The assassins saw the opportunity and launched a fierce attack. An assassin from Qi State, holding a long sword, attacked from the left, the sword flashed like lightning, and went straight to Prince Fusu's throat.
Prince Fusu barely dodged to the side, but his chest was cut again by another assassin's dagger, and blood gushed out.
He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and swung his sword to fight back.
However, Prince Fusu was already exhausted at this time, and his swordsmanship seemed messy.
The assassins took the opportunity to launch a more fierce attack. Amid the flashing of swords and sabers, Prince Fusu's strength gradually drained away and his vision became blurred.
At this moment, the guards of Xianyang Palace finally broke through and reached Prince Fusu.
He took the opportunity to step aside, panting and adjusting his breathing.
You must remain calm at this time, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.
Fortunately, he put the mirror away at the beginning, otherwise he would have been heartbroken if it was damaged during the fight.
Prince Fusu was observing the battle situation and didn't notice at all that the mirror he placed on his chest was slowly absorbing the blood flowing from the wound.
On the other side of the mirror, when Li Rongrong heard the assassin, she held her breath and stopped talking. She could only hear the sound of fighting coming from the opposite side.
She didn't dare to move, for fear of making things worse.
Who would have thought that the mirror in my hand suddenly became hot.
Then the mirror seemed to turn into an ordinary mirror, unable to teleport or hear the voice on the other side. This situation is most likely that the mirror is being upgraded.
Based on past experience, she could only wait anxiously.
The other side.
Daqin.
The assassins did not give Prince Fusu a chance to breathe.
When they saw that he was injured, they rushed towards him, wanting to kill him in one fell swoop.
Prince Fusu took a deep breath and swung his sword to meet the enemy again.
This time, he no longer swung his sword blindly. Instead, he relied on his wisdom to cleverly dodge the assassins' attacks and look for opportunities to counterattack.
The result was that my eyes went dark and I almost fell down.
Damn, that dagger is poisoned!
The guards were also defeated by the attack of the assassins from the five countries.
At this critical moment, a burst of hurried and powerful footsteps were heard outside the Xianyang Palace, accompanied by the crisp sound of metal armor colliding.
When Qin Shi Huang learned that Prince Fusu was in danger, he immediately dispatched his most elite guards, the Black Ice Guards, to rescue him.
The Black Ice Guards, clad in black iron armor and holding halberds, moved in unison and poured into the Xianyang Palace like a black torrent.
Their eyes were firm and they exuded an inviolable coldness, which instantly pushed the atmosphere to another level.
"Protect the young master!"
At a command from the leader of the Black Ice Guards, the guards quickly dispersed and formed an indestructible human wall, protecting Prince Fusu firmly behind them.
Seeing this, the assassins' offensive could not help but stagnate. Although they were brave, they seemed outnumbered in front of the Black Ice Guards.
The Black Ice Guards were well-trained and worked in perfect harmony, and they quickly took the initiative.
"Capture the assassin!"
Following the leader's repeated orders, the Black Ice Guards rushed towards the assassins like wild horses.
Their halberds flashed coldly in the sunlight, and every swing was accompanied by the assassins' screams and falls.
After a fierce battle, the assassins were finally subdued.
They were either captured alive or beheaded.
The leader of the Black Ice Guard stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and saluted to Prince Fusu, saying, "It is a blessing for our Great Qin that you are safe and sound. I am late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me."
Prince Fusu looked pale, but still smiled and shook his head, saying, "General, you are too kind. If you hadn't arrived in time, Fusu would have been killed by the assassin. It is a blessing for the Qin State to have a loyal and brave man like you."
After saying this, Prince Fusu signaled the leader of the Black Ice Guard to stand up, and ordered his men to take the assassins away and keep them under strict guard pending further interrogation.
At this time, Prince Fusu's wound was still bleeding, and he felt dizzy.
The next second, the suppressed toxicity erupted completely and he fell to the ground violently.
The witch doctor came hurriedly, wearing a dark brown robe and a simple cloth hat, his face full of anxiety.
As soon as he arrived, he was immediately attracted by Prince Fusu's blood-stained clothes, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
He first approached Prince Fusu cautiously, fearing that his actions would aggravate his injuries.
Then, he gently lifted the collar of Fusu's shirt, revealing the wound that was deeply stabbed by the dagger. The skin around the wound had turned purple, and it was obvious that he was deeply poisoned.
The witch doctor took a deep breath, stretched out his slightly trembling fingers, gently pressed around the wound, and carefully felt the spread of the poison in Fusu's body.
His eyes were sometimes solemn, sometimes flickering, as if he was silently battling with the invisible poison.
Then, he took out a few silver needles from the medicine box he carried with him, and skillfully inserted them into Fusu's fingertips, earlobes and other acupuncture points, and then slowly pulled them out.
He stared at the black blood beads on the silver needle and frowned even more tightly.
"This poison... is very serious."
"Like voodoo..."
The witch doctor muttered to himself, his voice low and serious, full of awe for the poison.
He opened the medicine box again and took out several herbs of different colors and shapes, carefully identifying their types and medicinal properties.
He then placed the herbs in a stone mortar and slowly ground them into powder using a pestle.
"Young Master has been poisoned deeply. This poison is not only fierce, but also extremely cunning. It is difficult to cure it with ordinary medicines."
The witch doctor explained to the guards around him while grinding the herbs.
His tone was full of helplessness and worry.
After grinding the herbs, the witch doctor mixed them with some clean water. After stirring evenly, he used a bamboo tube to suck up some of the medicine liquid and gently dripped it into Prince Fusu's mouth.
While feeding the medicine, he comforted Fusu in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, Master. I will do my best to detoxify you."
After all, if Prince Fusu died like this, he, the witch, might have to be buried with him.
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