After nightfall, members of the Qinglong Gang, who had sneaked into the inner city during the day and stayed in inns and restaurants, quietly went to the streets under the cover of darkness.
They worked in groups of three and skillfully used shadows, alleys, stalls and other buildings to avoid the patrols of the city defense troops and ran towards Guangping Street, Xiaguang Street and Chengle Street.
As the area nears the gathering of dignitaries, the city defense forces have increased their patrol intensity.
But the members of the Qinglong Gang learned the patrol patterns of the city defense army from their leader, and cleverly avoided them while looking for their own targets.
Wang Beiwang was in one of the teams, and he was the leader, leading two young and strong men from the Qinglong Gang, each of whom was carrying a heavy package.
Soon, Wang Beiwang led his two brothers to the residence of the Minister of Justice.
The three of them skillfully climbed over the high wall and landed in the courtyard, then skillfully hid behind the flower garden to avoid the inspection of the palace guards.
"Let's set fire to the outer courtyard. There will be experts in the inner courtyard and it will be easy to be discovered." Wang Beiwang took out three bamboo tubes as thick as half a finger from his arms and distributed them to his teammates.
The bamboo tube is filled with red fire sand, which is produced from the place where Gang Leader Duan practices martial arts and is planted in the cellar of Duan’s mansion.
The sand in the cellar absorbed the power of the fire spirit over the years and turned into red and crystal clear fire sand. This thing contained strong fire spirit and once it was ignited, it could continue to burn for several hours and could not be extinguished by water.
The three of them took advantage of the night to pour red fire sand on window frames, door sills, pillars and other places that were prone to fire.
Then, everyone took out a tinderbox and ignited the red fire sand.
The flames instantly burst into dazzling sparks, melting the window frames, door sills, and pillars red, and then burned fiercely.
The three then went to the next building, and soon, blazing flames were seen from the Yun Mansion, illuminating the night sky red, and they fled in panic.
The sound of "water leaking" was heard constantly.
Wang Beiwang did not leave immediately. He took his two brothers and killed several wives and men in the chaos. They climbed over the wall and escaped from the Yun Mansion while being chased by the guards.
They cannot be like the gangsters who take pleasure in revenge. They have always been decisive in killing. The families of corrupt officials are also sucking the blood of the people. None of them are innocent.
After escaping from Yun Mansion, the three of them carried their packages and walked along the shadows on the street, then quickly ran towards Zheng Mansion.
They had a common mission tonight, to create chaos, but the mission took place in the women's building on the city wall. A dozen defenders gathered around the table, shaking dice, their faces tired but excited.
The defenders outside were hunched in the cold night wind, yawning wearily. They wanted to sleep, but also wanted to wait for their shift change so they could go into the enemy tower to gamble.
"The weather is getting colder and colder, and the wind is as sharp as a knife." A garrison soldier looked down at the refugees under the city and said, "I don't know if these refugees can survive the winter. It would be good if Your Majesty could continue to provide porridge to help the disaster relief, but now the porridge is too watery."
The companion beside him said, "Why bother about the life and death of these pigs? We are already in danger. If Linxia falls, we will have to face the Northern Dynasty army. It is the right thing to do while we still have a few days of peace to have more fun and sleep with more women."
As he was speaking, a refugee suddenly shouted from under the city wall: "The Northern Dynasty troops are coming, the Northern Dynasty troops are coming!"
Soon, a large area of fire emerged from the darkness in the distance and rushed towards the city gate rapidly.
The defenders on the top of the city wall were so frightened that they lost all their sleepiness and shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack."
After a while, the heavy chopping sound echoed in the night.
In the inner city, in a small restaurant a few hundred meters away from Zheng Mansion, Zheng Wenshi, wearing armor, stood at the window and vaguely heard the sound of drums and trumpets coming from the outer city.
He ignored the flames burning in many places on Guangping Street, Xiaguang Street, and Chengle Street, and stared intently at the Zheng Mansion in the distance at night.
The sound of footsteps came quickly, and the adjutant pushed open the door of the private room and came to Zheng Wenshi and whispered: "An urgent report came from the outer city, the Northern Dynasty army is attacking them."
Zheng Wenshi said calmly, "Have the soldiers from the other two camps gone?"
The adjutant took the lead.
Zheng Wenshi said in a cold tone: "Tell our people to stay put and wait for my order."
The adjutant hesitated and said, "The inner city is on fire, why should we wait and see?"
Zheng Wenshi said coldly: "You just need to obey orders instead of questioning your superiors."
The adjutant retreated silently.
Zheng Wenshi looked at the peaceful Zheng Mansion and snorted coldly: "A mere trifle."
If the inner city is set on fire, the patrolling city defense troops will inevitably be drawn there, and when the "enemy troops" are at the gates of the city, the garrison forces of the capital will also be urgently mobilized to prepare for battle.
These are all conspiracies of the incompetent ruler.
But what about this ring?
As long as his elite troops remain in place, no matter how many conspiracies and plots the tyrant comes up, there is no way they can lure him away.
A red fireball, with a bright tail flame, fell towards the Zheng Mansion.
A fireball exploded in the sky above Zheng's mansion, illuminating the entire residence. In the expanding flames, Duan Bangsheng, a man with dark red hair and wearing a green robe, appeared.
He looked down with his tiger eyes and opened his arms without hesitation, condensing a ball of high-temperature fireballs with red flames and bright white inner flames. There were a total of thirty-six fireballs, which fell towards the backyard of Zheng's mansion and directly burned the mansion.
A ghostly figure in white clothes that was invisible to the naked eye came out of the east room in the backyard of Zheng's mansion and blew gently.
"Woo" a cold wind suddenly arose, blowing towards the sky. The entire Zheng Mansion seemed to be plunged into the dead of winter, and white frost condensed on the eaves. The red fireball was quickly blown away by the cold wind. Part of it was extinguished directly, and part of it dimmed and shrank, falling into the eaves, courtyards, and flower beds, failing to cause the expected explosion.
The invisible vengeful spirit that caused a drastic change in the climate as soon as it appeared suddenly opened its arms.
Suddenly, the Yin Qi in the backyard of Zheng's house rolled, rolling up the cold and dry rubble and gathering towards the resentful spirit. The resentful spirit raised a small hand, wrapped in a lot of miscellaneous Yin Qi, and pushed towards Duan Huoshen in the air. The majestic Yin Qi was like a tide, rising against the sky.
Duan Bang's body hit the flames with a "boom" and caught fire. His hair turned into flames and the flames gathered towards his fists.
Along with his punch: a red flame carrying high temperature hit the sea tide of yin energy.
If the two forces of cold and heat collide, they will form an exaggerated tornado that will blow up the dust and dead branches in the courtyard and lift the tiles on the roof into the air.
In the midst of a fierce wind, the door to the east room opened, and Zheng Wenhan, dressed in brocade, stepped out, his beard flying in the wind. He stared at Gang Leader Duan in mid-air and said calmly, "Duan Huoshen of the Qinglong Gang is a well-known hero in the martial arts world. I didn't expect that he would change his nature and invade the forbidden country with force. Tonight, I will do my best to help the people of the Southern Dynasty and get rid of this scourge of yours."
Seeing the target person appear, Gang Leader Duan's eyes were filled with blazing fire, and he swooped down in a stream of red light, aiming to take the enemy's head.
Suddenly, the dominant ghost on the roof appeared behind Gang Leader Duan, gently attached to his back, and its attempt to possess and dive was interrupted.
Zheng Wenhan, standing under the eaves, stood still, stroking his beard and smiling as if he had nothing to fear.
"Boss Duan, although you are one of the fastest fighters in the martial arts world, you are still far behind the national master. The two "servants" of the national master are enough to kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the roof of the east room shattered, revealing a figure in black shorts with a pale face and green eyes.
His body was surging with Yin Qi that was no less than that of a spirit servant, but it had substance and shape, and could be seen by mortal eyes.
This was a dominant-level corpse that broke through the house. Dressed in black shorts, the corpse was like a flash of black lightning. It instantly rushed to Gang Leader Duan, ready to kill this powerful man who was possessed by a spirit servant.
Spirit servants and Yin corpses work well together and can easily kill practitioners of the same level as long as the opponent does not have the means to restrain them.
But at this moment, a golden flame ignited on the gang leader's chest. The flame spread rapidly, enveloping his entire body and also enveloping the spiritual servant behind him.
The spirit servant's body was burning with golden flames, and he let out sharp screams that were inaudible to mortals.
It tried its best to mobilize the Yin energy in an attempt to extinguish the golden flame, but the golden flame seemed to specifically restrain the Yin energy and continued to burn steadily.
Duan Huoshen's face was also distorted. The Jinwu family was extremely domineering. They did not distinguish between friend and foe. They burned the enemy and also burned themselves.
Before the action, the emperor gave him a talisman - the Yang Fire Talisman.
The talisman contains the power of the Golden Crow to destroy evil spirits and corpses, but the foolish emperor said that there was only one Yang Fire Talisman.
Duan Huoshen can only use it once, to burn the resentful spirits, because he lacks the means to deal with them. On the other hand, Yin corpses, no matter how powerful they are, are tangible enemies, and close combat has always been the Fire Master's strong point.
The next second, red flames
It gushed out and swallowed up the Yin corpse.
"Bang!" Headache
The Yin corpse bathed in flames flew up and hit Duan Huoshen in the chest. The latter turned into a stream of golden fire and flew out of the Zheng Mansion and crashed into a mansion in the distance.
The Yin corpse immediately chased after them. The brief battle woke up the servants in the Zheng mansion. From the wives and daughters to the maids, domestic workers, and nannies, they all woke up and rushed out to check the situation.
At this time, a faint, melodious, soft and graceful singing voice echoed in the night sky, like a mother's whisper, making people feel extremely peaceful and sleepy.
With a thud, the four people who had just rushed out of the room fell down one after another and fell into a deep sleep.
Two beauties in colorful clothes used their martial arts skills to leap between the rooftops and arrived at the backyard of Zheng's mansion.
Hypnotizing ordinary people is to prevent Zheng Wenhan from hiding in the chaotic crowd and escaping, and also to clear the area.
Get rid of those soldiers who are not qualified to intervene in this battle but are in the way.
Just when Zheng Wenhan's attention was attracted by the two women on the roof, a dagger with a cold glow appeared behind him, and the woman holding the dagger appeared.
She was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and had a round face that looked quite sweet.
bite!
The dagger pierced a layer of yellow light and the attack failed.
The stones under Zheng Wenhan's feet cracked, and the broken stones quickly reorganized into a huge palm, lifting him up high, with five fingers clenched together to protect Zheng Wenhan inside.
A ball of fire came whistling and smashed into the rubble. The condensed big "fist" head was expanding. A beautiful girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old was revealed. Flames were gushing out of every pore of hers and every strand of her hair was wrapped in red light.
The girl came in blaze and punched the giant hand in the air. Fire burst out, there was a deafening explosion, gravel flew everywhere, a huge gap was broken out, and green smoke came out.
Then, in the explosion, another figure walked out from the flames, also with flames spewing from his body, and punched the gap like a relay.
Crash, crash, as the two fire demons attacked with all their strength, the giant hand made of rubble fell apart, emitting high-temperature fragments.
Zheng Wenhan's embarrassed figure appeared. Before Jiang Jingwei, Hongjige and Sun Miaomiao could finish him off, a black shadow swooped down from the sky, clamped Zheng Wenhan's shoulders with its sharp claws, and carried him into the sky.
It was a giant eagle with a wingspan of two meters.
Boom!
The sound of the string was like thunder, and an arrow appeared and shot out, shooting towards Zheng Wenhan, making a shrill whistling sound in the air.
At the same time, two flying swords, one long and one short, attacked Zheng Wenhan and the black-feathered giant eagle like silver lines.
Flying swords were used to intercept arrows in several courtyards of the Zheng Mansion at the same time. The flying swords made a "ding ding" sound in the night sky. Several flying swords collided with each other, and sparks flew.
Zheng Wenshihan narrowly avoided the attack from the flying sword. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the buzzing sound of a knife.
Following the sound, I saw a black shadow rushing towards me at an incredibly fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of me.
More flying swords rushed up from under Zheng Mansion, trying to intercept the black shadow.
However, the black shadow managed to avoid the attack of the flying swords with its lightning speed. One of the flying swords was about to pierce the opponent, but it strangely changed its trajectory and moved out of the way.
This is the effect of praying.
"hiss…"
The black shadow and the giant eagle crossed each other, and Zheng Wenhan's body was split apart from the waist, and his lower body fell along with blood and organs.
"Killed? That's easy!"
This thought flashed through the minds of Brother Hongji and Jiang Jingwei at the same time, and a victorious smile appeared on their faces.
Suddenly, the sound of applause rang out, and the closed door opened. Another man named Zheng Wenhan, dressed in brocade clothes, walked out, clapping his hands lightly.
"What a big show." Zheng Wenhan stepped out of the door, stood under the eaves, looked around, and said with a smile, "You guys are so skilled and have such good cooperation, do you really want to kill me?"
"What a pity. I am the imperial teacher of the current dynasty. I am protected by the national destiny and will not be easily affected by disasters. Now that they have appeared, what are you waiting for?"
As soon as these words were spoken, many figures jumped up from all directions, stood on the roof and surrounded Jiang Jingwei, Hongjige, Sun Miaomiao, the Palace Master, Xiaoyuan, as well as Guan Ya, Xu Changlao, Zhou Keqing from the Yang Mansion and others who had acted secretly.
A total of twenty-two people.
Jiang Jingwei looked around and even though she was not good at math, she found something wrong.
Are there too many saints in Zheng Mansion?
Moreover, there were eight saints who gave her a sense of extreme danger, and they were peak saints.
This is inconsistent with the previous speculation of five peak saints and nine ordinary saints.
It wasn't an assassination at all; they clearly walked into a trap.
A burly, bearded middle-aged man glared at Jiang Jingwei and said, "Your father arranged for you to enter the palace to avenge the emperor, but you were blinded by lust and joined Zhao Shun. Tonight, I will kill you, you little beast, for the sake of justice."
A private room in a restaurant two hundred meters away.
Zheng Wenshi finally withdrew his gaze from the distance at the Zheng Mansion and called his adjutant, "The time has come to issue orders. Notify the entire army to support the Zheng family."
As his adjutant responded loudly, he pressed the sword at his waist, his armor clanking, and strode out of the private room.
Tianji Tower.
In the dim room, the Imperial Master stood on the observation platform with his hands behind his back, and said with emotion, "Such an interesting spectacle, Your Majesty, won't you come and participate? It's not too late to rush over now."
About six or seven meters away, Zhang Yuanqing was sitting cross-legged at the table, brewing tea slowly and leisurely.
"Lure me out of Tianji Tower and use the Zheng family to kill me?"
He lowered his head and chuckled: "The Imperial Master has a good plan, and the Northern Dynasty has heard it.
The Imperial Master did not reply. He was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said, "Your Majesty, you can still remain calm in the face of great disaster. I underestimated you before."
"It's hard to say who will be in great danger. Please watch, Imperial Master." Zhang Yuanqing said.