Chapter 492 Death
The well-trained guards quickly moved towards the wise king, surrounded him, drew the swords at their waists, took a defensive posture, and stared around vigilantly.
In an instant, the atmosphere became solemn.
The rustling sound of the branches and leaves in the mountain breeze made the wise king nervous and his heart pounded.
He realized he was ambushed and panicked: "What...what should we do?"
The commander of the Imperial Guards said solemnly, "I'm afraid there are assassins inside and outside the house."
The wise king's face turned pale. He couldn't understand how such a meticulous arrangement by his father could go wrong?
In a flash, he thought of something and said in a trembling voice, "The previous dynasty... the remnants of the previous dynasty... the remnants of the previous dynasty."
After the fall of the previous dynasty, the prince of the previous dynasty disappeared.
No matter how many manpower the late emperor and the Northern Qi emperor sent, they were never able to find their whereabouts.
Even if they killed the entire Lin family.
Even if they let the statue of Emperor Taizu see the light of day again.
Not even a trace was left.
It was like it appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air.
This shows that they acted with extreme caution.
However, this group of people who acted so meticulously and carefully actually left some traces when they were inciting the people to revolt, and the people of the Northern Qi Emperor tracked down their whereabouts.
Looking back now, it is obvious that the remnants of the previous dynasty deliberately left clues to lure them into the trap.
What’s even more terrifying is that after they took the bait, it seemed that any plan they made could be accurately figured out by the remnants of the previous dynasty.
It was as if it was lurking beside them, watching their every move.
The purpose is to eliminate these princes one by one.
Thinking of this, the wise king's hair stood up all over his body, his spine felt cold, and he was afraid that he would die here.
"Your Highness, no matter who the assassins are, they are well prepared. I'm afraid we are no match for them." The commander of the Imperial Guard said this and called a few guards: "You will cover your Highness and leave."
"I obey your orders."
Five or six guards escorted the wise king out.
The commander of the Royal Guard took the remaining three people to cover the retreat.
The virtuous king slowly followed behind the royal guards. When he saw them walk out of the mansion and were not attacked, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to catch up with them.
The next moment, he suddenly stopped, widened his eyes and stared straight ahead.
Half a mile away, he saw several masked men in black riding on horseback, holding a bow in their left hand, arrows in their right hand, with the bowstring fully drawn, aiming at his brow, ready to shoot.
The wise king's legs were shaking violently. He gritted his teeth and turned to run into the yard.
There was only a "buzz" sound, and the long arrow flew out of the string.
"clang--"
The guards swung their swords and knocked the arrows to the ground.
This sound seemed like a signal.
Dozens of men in black jumped out from every corner.
The wise king was so frightened that he retreated to the side of the guards.
The guards fought with the men in black.
Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, the two sides clashed and blood splattered everywhere.
"Walk."
The commander of the Royal Guards blocked the sword that was aimed at the wise king.
Their numbers were already inferior to those of the men in black, not to mention that the men in black were all very skilled.
Under the siege of the men in black, their men fell one by one.
He won't last long.
The wise king was so frightened that his brain was in a state of shutdown and he was unable to react for a while.
A guard who was guarding him every step of the way pulled his arm and led the soldiers to escape through a bloody path created by the fierce battle.
Just as they escaped to the back door, a dark shadow blocked their way.
The guards suddenly drew their swords, and every move was deadly.
The two figures fought fiercely, and the collision of swords made a harsh metallic sound.
Suddenly, the man in black swung his sword with the momentum of a tiger, heading straight for the face of the guard.
The guards blocked with their swords and were forced to retreat step by step until they reached the door.
When the wise king, who was protected by the royal guards, saw the narrow back door, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his eyes and he was about to run out.
Just step out of this door.
He has a glimmer of hope.
“Hmm—”
A long sword pierced his body.
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