Marquis Ningwu ordered his elite soldiers to launch a full-scale attack, and the messengers responded swiftly. This confused Zheng Ya, who was hiding in the void and spying on him, and he wondered if Zheng Ya had ulterior motives.
On the contrary, the recruited troops from powerful and wealthy families were merely a pretext for catching them in the act.
The fact that they caused countless casualties, attracted two emperors and the entire court of nobles, as well as the various armies guarding the capital, proves that what they were planning was no small matter.
What is that?
Is it superior to the plan to kill two emperors and take their place?
This is not normal. Zheng Ya thought about many things in an instant. He did not want to meddle in other people's business, but he could not suppress his curiosity. He transmitted his voice to Wu Wei: "Little girl, I have never met Marquis Ningwu."
But outside the east gate stood the Marquis of Ningwu, clad in pale gold armor, concealing a face of about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with light brown hair and a goatee…
"No, that's not Marquis Ningwu. Someone must be impersonating Marquis Ningwu, making people mistake his armor, weapons, and horse for the real Marquis Ningwu. Their scheme must be quite ambitious."
"You should arrest him right away..." Wu Wei replied in shock.
As Wu Wei, who inherited the memories of the Seventh Princess, she helped the Prince of Donglin win over the court officials, and her memories included contact with Marquis Ningwu.
Marquis Ningwu was a young and strong man in his early thirties, with black eyes and black hair. He was a newly promoted Marquis of Wu, whose power was earned through battle.
There are quite a few factions in the court that are trying to win over the Marquis of Ningwu.
Unfortunately, Marquis Ningwu remained loyal to Emperor Chengping from beginning to end, and successively exposed the forces that had tried to win him over, giving Emperor Chengping an excuse to suppress certain forces.
Because the court was rife with powerful factions and complex marriage networks, a single move could have far-reaching consequences. As a result, Emperor Chengping could only suppress certain powerful families openly and covertly, and dared not openly kill them, thus staging a power struggle to maintain balance.
This inadvertently exposed Ningwu Hou's exposure of various factions, leading to these factions seizing every opportunity to frame Ningwu Hou, which almost became a routine practice.
This time is no exception, at least that's what Wu Wei thinks.
Zheng Ya, unaware of the situation, said with disgust, "Haha, you're dreaming if you think I'm going to arrest someone."
However, I can give you a heads-up.
This imposter impersonating Marquis Ningwu just ordered his elite soldiers to launch a full-scale attack, and he's even letting the chaotic troops hold you back..."
"What?! Oh no! Oh no! This is going to be a disaster! I'm begging you, please capture that fake Marquis Ningwu alive and force him to order the withdrawal of his assassins..." Wu Wei called frantically, urging him to hurry up and exclaiming in a panic, clearly indicating to Liu Qingyun to clean up the mess.
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyun leaped from her horse in alarm, using the eaves and rooftops of the building as leverage to fly away towards the location of the Emperor Emeritus: "Princess, charge towards Prince Rong's residence with all your might, quickly..."
"Damn it! Order the entire army to abandon the chaotic forces and charge towards Prince Rong's mansion at all costs! Kill them!" Wu Wei, distracted by two things, drew his sword and charged into the chaotic army, stirring up waves of blood and carnage.
Occasionally, with a wave of his hand, he would unleash fireballs that burned the air, which, amplified by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, would slam into the chaotic ranks of soldiers, creating a barrage of meteoric fire: "Boom boom!"
"Ah! Kill!" The battlefield was in chaos, with hot blood raining down in the cold wind and snow, splattering everywhere.
"Whoosh, whoosh, splatter"—arrows pierced the wind, killing the soldiers who dared to peek out.
While Wu Wei was leading his troops to attack Prince Rong's mansion, he was still using his mind to control the phone in the Origin Pearl to urge Zheng Ya to arrest the person: "Zheng Ya, now is not the time for us to fight."
The most urgent task is to avert this crisis; we absolutely cannot allow the fake Marquis of Ningwu to order his assassins to storm Prince Rong's residence and release the demonic dragon..."
"What? What is that? What kind of demonic dragon?" Zheng Ya asked in surprise, but he had no intention of capturing anyone.
It wasn't that they didn't want to arrest people to help, but even if they arrested the fake Marquis of Ningwu, there wouldn't be enough time to force him to issue a new order to the assassins to withdraw.
In ancient battlefields, where cold weapons were used, orders were relayed orally by messengers, rather than by waving flags or using semaphore during the day to transmit military orders more quickly.
Once an order is issued, it is virtually impossible to change, recall, or revoke it.
Even though Zheng Ya possessed the ability to teleport and catch up with the messengers, given the chaotic situation on the battlefield, he still couldn't identify which messengers were from before.
You have to understand that messengers are running around the entire battlefield. Trying to find the few messengers among them who are supposed to deliver orders to the suicide soldiers is wishful thinking. Don't be naive.
Wu Wei was so anxious and angry that she forgot about this point and kept urging, "Don't worry about the demonic dragon, hurry up and catch someone to stop it..."
"Stop you, you arrogant brat! You don't understand the rules of the battlefield. In this cold winter night, with only the dim light reflected from the snow for illumination, how can you possibly stop the messengers who have received orders? Unless you're a god, you can't tell them apart, understand?" Zheng Ya scolded her impatiently.
This level of ability is unbelievable; he's a commander.
Wu Wei was taken aback and, after killing three soldiers who were blocking his way with knives, replied while galloping on horseback: "Alright, you win."
However, you can also head to Prince Rong's residence and intercept those messengers..."
"Idiot, do you know where a messenger goes to deliver a message?"
"There's no way a death squad could be hiding in Prince Rong's mansion. Don't you even know that? How dare you order people around? Who do you think you are?" Zheng Ya really didn't want to talk to her unless he wanted to get information about the demon dragon from her. He was too tired.
At this moment, Liu Qingyun arrived in front of the Emperor Emeritus. The Imperial Guards blocked her way with swords drawn, but the Emperor Emeritus waved them away. Liu Qingyun, panting, said, "Your Majesty, someone is impersonating the Marquis of Ningwu and is committing treason."
He was still ordering his elite troops to launch a full-scale attack and to use the chaotic troops to delay us…
"Ah, no, Father..." Prince Rong exploded upon hearing this, kneeling down to beg for mercy, only to be kicked away by the Emperor Emeritus: "You scoundrel, do you think I don't know you're raising a demonic dragon and plotting something sinister?"
Demonic dragon?
Its predecessor was the first guardian beast of the Dali Dynasty.
Where there are cultivators, there are also demonic beasts. The Demon Dragon Egg was a guardian beast that the first emperor raised and tamed with his blood, and it made great contributions to the establishment of the Great Li Dynasty.
However, after the death of the first emperor, no one could control the guardian beast. Then, the enemy country bribed the palace officials with a large sum of money and secretly gave the guardian beast a bottle of magic potion, causing the guardian beast to turn evil and become a monstrous dragon that plagued the world.
At that time, a demonic dragon wreaked havoc in the capital, causing numerous casualties.
The imperial court's retainers intervened to suppress the dragon, inflicting heavy losses on the group, and only managed to drive the dragon out of the capital. They were far from killing the dragon.
They thought that severely damaging the demonic dragon would bring peace for decades or even centuries.
Who would have thought that in less than ten years, the demonic dragon would become a powerful weapon kept by Prince Rong, a trump card for plotting to usurp the throne.
The retired emperor had long suspected this, but he wasn't sure.
Furthermore, given the current strength of the royal family, they are simply unable to confront the emerging demonic dragon and can only let the matter rest and plan for the future.
At this moment, the retired emperor heard that the assassins had launched a full-scale attack, and that the chaotic army was delaying the expeditionary force and the court officials. This was clearly a feint, meant to disrupt the situation and keep the capital's army busy, so that the assassins could release the demonic dragon to wreak havoc on the capital.
It seems that Prince Rong is launching a coup by summoning a demonic dragon?
Through a ruse involving feigned injury, coercion, and enticement, the retired emperor, in a fit of anger, decided to kill him. Kicking Prince Rong away was merely a test.
Prince Rong flew more than thirty meters, and with the help of his guards, landed on a rooftop beside the street. He turned to the Emperor Emeritus and angrily rebuked him: "Father, you are so biased! Then let's all perish together! Let the demon dragon take my place! Kill!"
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