Chapter 46
Despite Uncle Dong's urging, Zhao Congyun insisted on not hiding and became a sitting duck in broad daylight.
This was done intentionally by Zhao Congyun——
If you want to catch a big fish, how can you not use heavy bait?
When these people come towards him, he must show up and give them enough reasons to use all his tricks, overt and covert, leaving no room for them, so that he can catch them all in one fell swoop.
Danger is naturally unavoidable, but since the opponent dares to go deep into the tiger's acupoint, he cannot show weakness. As the military book says, "When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins." In this battle, both sides chose to fight to the death!
Yang Yan secretly praised him for his courage and shouted to the mute, "Leave the others to me!"
The mute understood what he meant and rushed forward with his arms waving. A team of secret guards tried to stop him, but the blade in Yang Yan's hand rolled past, and a cold light forced everyone back, clearing a path for the mute.
Zhao Congyun looked at the ferocious creature charging at him, his expression unchanged, not a single move in sight. Just as the mute was about to reach Zhao Congyun's sleeve, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the side and met his palm with a direct blow.
The mute only felt a powerful palm force coming from all directions. He staggered back two steps, quickly steadied his body, and looked at the person who came in disbelief.
This was the first time in his life that he retreated in a battle!
Uncle Dong swayed slightly and stood in front of Zhao Congyun, not giving the mute a chance to move forward. "No wonder we lost so many secret guards. You have great skills!"
The mute seemed to have suffered a great humiliation and had no mood to listen to his greetings. His eyes became more ferocious and he rushed forward again with a palm, fighting with Uncle Dong.
On the other side, Yang Yan fought alone against dozens of secret guards, and for a while he was not at a disadvantage.
Zhao Congyun was watching the fight from the sidelines when he suddenly shouted coldly, "Attack the one holding the knife with all your strength!"
The person he was referring to was Yang Yan!
He had injuries on his body, and his movements became slow after a while. The secret guards also saw that this was a weakness of his, and it could be overcome!
Yang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that he was at the end of his strength. The reason he had held on until now was mainly due to his experience and faith. He could be defeated and die, but he must not be a burden!
He shouted, "It's up to you, you mute," and ignoring the attacks of the secret guards, he suddenly turned his long sword and stabbed at Uncle Dong!
Uncle Dong only felt a murderous intent behind him. This was a knife attack from the opponent with all his strength. He did not dare to be negligent, but he could not dodge either - because once he gave in, the mute would definitely take advantage of the opportunity and go straight for Zhao Congyun.
This is the real intention of Yang Yan's knife!
He forced Uncle Dong to choose between his own life and Zhao Congyun's life!
At this moment, Yang Yan's back was wide open, completely abandoning his defense. The mute had fought alongside him for many days, and they had a perfect tacit understanding. He would not waste this golden opportunity. With both palms trembling with the wind, he prepared to force Uncle Dong back!
Zhao Congyun unsheathed his sword: "Uncle Dong, get out of the way!"
Uncle Dong won't give in! He won't retreat!
At the critical moment, decades of martial arts training paid off. Uncle Dong turned sideways, his fingers barely caught the blade of Yang Yan's knife, twisted his wrist to avoid the fatal blow, and at the same time concentrated his energy into his chest, gritted his teeth and took the attack from the mute!
Blood splattered immediately!
Uncle Dong choked out a stream of blood from his ears, nose, and mouth, but he didn't move an inch, not giving the mute any chance to take advantage. Meanwhile, over ten secret guards simultaneously pierced Yang Yan with their swords!
Yang Yan's long sword fell to the ground and he died, but his eyes were still looking at Zhao Congyun unwillingly.
Seeing this, the mute's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed up again like a madman. The secret guards tried to hide Uncle Dong behind them, but they were no match for the mute. Their formation was quickly disrupted and three of them fell in the blink of an eye.
Uncle Dong knew that if he didn't take action, all the secret guards would be useless. But the attack from the mute just now was so fierce that his internal energy was in chaos. Now he didn't even have the confidence to fight to the death!
He turned around and looked at Zhao Congyun, who immediately understood the meaning in his eyes: Leave immediately!
At that moment, a small group of soldiers suddenly broke into the post station, each holding a long sword, and rushed in from behind. The secret guards were attacked from both sides and had to split off a team to resist. The pressure on the mute side suddenly eased. Uncle Dong saw that things were not going well and shouted, "Your Highness, hurry up!" Regardless of his internal injuries, he turned around and joined the battle again!
Zhao Congyun gripped his sword tightly and said coldly, "Wei Zhi, why don't you show up?"
As soon as this group of soldiers appeared, Zhao Congyun immediately understood that Wei Zhi was rebelling!
These people were all spies of Lord Fan, secretly detained by Uncle Dong. As the commander, Wei Zhi could not conceal the sudden disappearance of many soldiers in his team, so he knew about it.
At this moment, it was obvious that someone had secretly released them and surrounded Zhao Congyun with a surprise attack!
War is a matter of deception.
Who else could have remained calm, even leaking the list of names, and ultimately turning the tide of battle except General Wei Zhiwei, a veteran of the military training hall?
Wei Zhi responded and walked out. "Your Highness, don't you really think that Lord Fan can kill the dignified Prince Jia with only a group of soldiers and two assassins? That would be too much of a disregard for you!"
He sighed and said, "Now it seems that the prince is going to lose this round!"
"Really?" Zhao Congyun glanced at the two sides fighting fiercely. "Until the last moment, who can say for sure?"
Wei Zhi: "Your Highness forgot, I haven't made a move yet."
Zhao Congyun smiled coldly: "What a coincidence, I haven't made a move yet!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Wei Zhi's eyes. He had been in the court for many years and had only heard of Zhao Congyun's reputation as a romantic man. He never knew that he had martial arts skills.
But Wei Zhi was proud of his unique skills and remained calm in the face of thousands of troops. How could he be afraid of a dandy royal relative?
"Since Your Highness is interested, I wouldn't mind fighting with you for a few moves!"
He didn't even bother to unfasten his sword, but with a slight bow, he leaped down and rushed forward to snatch the long sword from Zhao Congyun's hand. Zhao Congyun dodged sideways, and with a flash of his sword, he slashed at an incredible angle.
Wei Zhi's face turned stern as he realized that this was not an ordinary sword technique, but a long sword fighting method used on the battlefield!
He blurted out: "Interesting!"
"I will use the unique skills passed down from my ancestors to learn the prince's swordsmanship!" Wei Zhi did not dare to underestimate his opponent anymore. He flicked his wrist and unsheathed his sword, using his proud "Sixteen Styles of Breaking the Army".
The "Sixteen Styles of Breaking the Army" was created by Wei Zhi's ancestors, specially designed for fighting on the battlefield. Each style contains tremendous force, and the enemy will be routed wherever the blade points!
Now that Wei Zhi had used his sword, not to mention Zhao Congyun, even Dong Shu and the mute who were in the battle were captivated by the invincible spirit of the sword, and their expressions all changed.
"My Lord, be careful!"
Uncle Dong wanted to come to the rescue, but Zhao Congyun shouted, "Don't worry about me! Do what you have to do!"
He held his sword horizontally against the invincible blow, his arm numb from the shock, but his face showed no fear as he sneered, "Nice 'Sixteen Breaking Army Styles'! If your ancestors knew General Wei was using this unique skill for treacherous purposes instead of on the battlefield to kill enemies and defend the country, I wonder what they would think?"
Wei Zhi said, "Your Highness is still thinking about showing off your quick words. It seems that my sword is not sharp enough!"
As he said this, the sharp blade roared like a dragon. Zhao Congyun did not dare to take it head-on and kept retreating and dodging. After a while, he could no longer hold on and blood stains were faintly visible on his white clothes.
Uncle Dong was extremely anxious when he saw him. Zhao Congyun seized the opportunity and looked at him with a determined look: the plan must be carried out!
Their plan was that if Wei Zhi turned against them in battle, Zhao Congyun would personally hold him back as a last resort, while Dong Shu and all the secret guards would work together to kill the remaining members. If they were defeated, they would immediately give up and escort Anian and Li Si to the next stop, Rongcheng, to seek refuge with Xu Gong.
Xu Gong and Li Si'en's teacher are old friends, and he has 80,000 defenders to rely on, so he can at least save Anian's life.
Dong Shu certainly disagreed, but Zhao Congyun insisted that everyone obey his orders. This was a strategy of sacrificing the rook to save the king, and it was also his greatest advantage against Lord Fan!
Because in Fan Gong's eyes, Zhao Congyun is the "commander" who must be protected, but he doesn't know that the real "commander" in their team is Anian!
Now is the last resort!
Zhao Congyun took one last look at Dong Shu, raised his hand, put two fingers in his mouth, and whistled inexplicably. Wei Zhi was slightly startled, and then saw a chestnut horse suddenly rush out of the stable. Zhao Congyun made a feint, leaped onto the horse's back, and galloped out like a whirlwind.
"Want to run?!" Wei Zhi snorted coldly, called his mount, and rode out in pursuit.
All this happened so quickly that Uncle Dong didn't even have time to say a word.
That was the prince he had served for many years, and also the child he had watched grow up. What would be the outcome of this trip... everyone knew it well.
Uncle Dong was heartbroken, his eyes instantly reddened. All the secret guards showed sorrowful expressions. The mute took this opportunity to twist off another head, grinning silently.
Yang Yan, since you died with your eyes open, you should have seen that we won!
Uncle Dong's blood boiled, and he ordered all the secret guards: "Kill them all! Leave no one alive! Then follow me to rescue the prince!"
"Understood!"
"yes!"
"kill!"
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The secret guards, like chickens with blood, launched a mad counterattack, both sides were bloodthirsty. As the sun rose, the inn was filled with blood.
This was exactly the scene Yue Mingming saw when he rushed into the post station.
The ground was littered with corpses, and people kept falling. Yue Mingming's head buzzed, and she searched for someone she knew in the chaotic crowd. She saw Uncle Dong being pressed step by step by a burly man. He was in danger, but he was still alive!
She searched again and again, but there was no Li Si, no Anian, and no Zhao Congyun!
Given their identities, they would naturally hide in advance... Yue Mingming tried to comfort himself, picked up a set of bow and arrows from the ground, and slowly stood still.
No one noticed the girl who broke in, but saw Yue Mingming's slender fingertips on the bowstring, and the bow in her hand was like a crescent moon, ready to be launched.
Not far away, the dumb beast's instinct took effect again. He turned around suddenly and locked his eyes on Yue Mingming, but it was too late this time.
Yue Mingming loosened his fingertips slightly, and the arrow flew out of the air, shattering the morning light along the way, and accurately hit the bull's eye - the mute's chest!
The mute covered his heart with his hands, unable to believe that his indestructible body that could not be pierced by swords or knives could be shot by an arrow from a little girl!
Yue Mingming drew his longbow and shot another arrow without hesitation, aiming it straight at the mute's forehead.
The mute staggered and tried to dodge, but somehow his feet slipped and his body returned to the previous position.
He was horrified to find that he could not dodge the arrow!
When the mute fell heavily, everyone finally realized that the situation of the battle had changed again!
Uncle Dong had not yet recovered from his shock when he saw the playful girl from the past transform into a majestic marksman, shooting arrows without missing a target. Every time she raised her hand, a soldier fell down.
Uncle Dong's tears finally welled up, and he shouted to Yue Mingming, "My lady, go and save the prince! It will be too late if you delay any longer!"
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