954 Breakthrough, Imperial Mausoleum Explosion

If the Nanling Su family no longer exists in the world, the entire Nanling Su family will be uprooted.

For a moment, everyone looked at Feng Qingchen with shock and fear. This woman could say such arrogant words so nonchalantly, as if she was saying that the weather was very good today. How could this not be scary?

Feng Qingchen doesn't have any special abilities, but few people who go against her have a good ending, so how can we be careless?

Princess Yaohua has been in Dongling for so long, but her status as a concubine is still unclear; Princess Anping, the empress's legitimate daughter, has to marry far away in Beiling; His Royal Highness Prince Luo has gone from being the emperor's favorite prince to an imprisoned prince; the Xie family has suffered repeated defeats both in the officialdom and in the business world recently; not to mention Ye Ye, whose father died, and Nanling Jinfan, who has difficulty keeping his power.

The Su family members were also terrified, their faces pale, and they immediately looked at the Ninth Uncle. Seeing that the Ninth Uncle looked calm and had no intention of killing, they calmed down and said obscurely: "What does Miss Feng mean by this? Are you going to wipe out the entire Nanling Su family?"

"Mr. Su San, you are too polite. Qingchen is just a weak woman. How could she have such means? Qingchen only wants you, the Su family of Nanling, to stop calling yourselves the Su family. As for the life and death of you, the Su family, it is up to the Nanling Emperor to decide. How can a little orphan like me have any say?" Feng Qingchen threw back the word "orphan" neither lightly nor heavily.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief because of her explanation. Only the Su family was furious: "Why can't we call ourselves the Su family? We are the Su family."

"I'm not against you. This is just a bet. If you win me, of course you can still call yourself members of the Su family. If you lose, then you have to give up calling yourself the Nanling Su family and make the name of the Nanling Su family disappear from the Kyushu continent." Feng Qingchen admitted that she was narrow-minded. She had been unhappy with the Nanling Su family for a long time. The only member of the Su family she knew was Su Wenqing.

Feng Qingchen was right. The Su family fell silent. If they didn't agree, the bet would naturally not exist, and Feng Qingchen wouldn't have to break it. But if they agreed, what if they lost?

We will not lose. Even Feng Qingchen admitted that he could not break this situation.

The Su family members thought to themselves, but the conditions they proposed have also changed: "Miss Feng, we agree to your conditions. As long as you break this situation, we will no longer call ourselves the Nanling Su family, and we will also take down the Su family's plaque. But if you can't break this situation, I will use your blood to cleanse the shame suffered by my Nanling Su family."

"Okay!" Feng Qingchen agreed directly before everyone could react.

"Miss Feng, please think twice." A great scholar from the Jixia Academy said.

"Qingchen, are you sure?" Mr. Yuanxi was also quite worried.

This bet is too unfair. If Feng Qingchen loses, the entire Feng family will be wiped out!

Feng Qingchen did not answer anyone. She smiled at the Ninth Prince and motioned Tong Jue and Tong Yao to push her to the side of the chessboard.

Seeing Feng Qingchen like this, the Su family felt uneasy for a moment. Mr. Su San exchanged glances with the people around him, wondering if Feng Qingchen could really break the impasse.

No, it definitely won’t happen. Feng Qingchen is just pretending.

At this moment, they could only comfort themselves in this way, and then watch Feng Qingchen pick up the pieces and place them...

At the same time, thousands of miles away from the imperial mausoleum, the Black Knights had successfully stolen two coffins buried in the imperial mausoleum last night and successfully sent them away.

At the request of the Ninth Prince, the Black Cavalry did not choose to attack at night, but instead engaged in a head-on battle with the 10,000 troops guarding the mausoleum.

There are only 10,000 troops guarding the imperial mausoleum, and there is a garrison of 30,000 troops a hundred miles away. Normally, that garrison would not come to the imperial mausoleum, because the imperial mausoleum could not provide supplies for the 30,000 troops.

The ultimate goal of the Ninth Prince is to defeat a thousand Black Cavalry with one, so the Ninth Prince uses the soldiers from the Imperial Mausoleum to train the Black Cavalry.

The soldiers guarding the imperial mausoleum were in a cold and miserable place with no one to supervise them. They also believed that no one in the world had the courage to go there and cause trouble, so they were all lazy to the extreme. If a thousand black knights could not deal with these ten thousand people, then this group of black knights would be a failure.

Swish, swish... The Black Knight's warhorse's hooves were still wrapped in cloth, and only the faintest sound could be heard in the distance.

"Brother, there seems to be a strange sound." A soldier guarding the mausoleum felt a chill on the back of his neck and said with an unnatural expression.

The soldier with him patted his shoulder and said, "You'll get used to it. This imperial mausoleum is always gloomy and cold, with cold winds blowing from time to time."

"No, it doesn't seem to be the sound of the wind." Several people in the distance were quite alert.

"Go and take a look. I'll report to the general." The soldiers quickly split up.

When the general guarding the mausoleum heard the news, he came over immediately. After waiting for a long time and seeing that the person who went to investigate did not come back, he realized that something had happened, so he mobilized three thousand vanguards and prepared to go and check it out in person.

"It's really unlucky that someone comes to the imperial mausoleum."

No matter how nice the royal tombs sound, they are still places where the dead are buried. Although those burial objects are beautiful, they cannot be taken out. If they are moved, someone will die.

"Oh no, oh no, the coffins of the late emperor and the late queen are missing." It was raining heavily inside the house, and the soldiers who were patrolling the interior of the imperial mausoleum ran out and shouted loudly.

"What? The late emperor's coffin is missing?" The general guarding the mausoleum was completely numb. He was stunned and had no reaction at all. He only knew to say: "He's dead, he's dead, he's dead this time!"

They were indeed dead. While the general guarding the mausoleum was in a daze, the rustling sound had turned into the uniform sound of horse hooves. The soldiers guarding the mausoleum looked up and saw a black mass rushing towards them.

The soldiers guarding the mausoleum retreated in fear before the battle. "What is that?"

"Cavalry, whose cavalry are they? Why are they in Dongling? So many, so many cavalry."

"Oh no! The enemy is invading. Quick, light the beacon and ask for help from the garrison." The general guarding the tomb finally reacted and gave the order quickly, but it was too late.

Whoosh... a short arrow flew out from the black knight's sleeve and went straight to the throat of General Shouling. General Shouling wanted to retreat, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't move at all.

With a "pu" sound, the short arrow pierced the general's throat and he died on the spot. The soldiers guarding the mausoleum were leaderless and fell into chaos before the battle even started.

I will kill you while you are weak. The Moqi will certainly not miss this opportunity. Short arrows are flying all over the sky. Even though they are hundreds of meters apart, the Blackqi has already started to attack.

"Who are you? Don't you know that this is the imperial tomb of Dongling? You are so bold." The deputy general came hurriedly and quickly ordered the soldiers to protect the imperial tomb.

"Kill!"

"Protect the Imperial Mausoleum!"

Amid the shouting and killing, the Black Knight coldly uttered his name: "Black Knight."

"Line up and kill!" With this order, the thousand-man black cavalry was immediately divided into ten teams, with a hundred people in each team. They stood in their respective positions and surrounded the imperial mausoleum from all sides.

“Kill!” There was no warmth in the cold and murderous voice. Wherever the Black Knights went, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river. The soldiers defending the city did not want to die and fought bravely, but facing an enemy that was dozens of times stronger than themselves, they had no choice but to accept their fate...

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