Chapter 72



The wind blew and a sharp blade attacked. He blocked it with a steel knife. With a buzzing sound, sparks flew and blood gushed out of his throat. The man's voice was hoarse, and his body tilted and fell in a pool of blood.

Before the ceremonial officers in the carriage could get off, they heard a series of sharp noises whizzing past, and the carriage and the people were shot like hedgehogs.

Huge screams and pleas echoed in the sky southwest of the imperial capital, making people's scalps tingle.

Rows of sharp arrows whizzed in, piercing through the partitions of the carriage and piercing the innocent imperial ceremonial officials into pieces.

The guards of the carriage drew their swords and fought back hard, but the enemy was too fast and pounced on them before they could make any move. The shouts of killing shook the sky, and blood and mud were mixed together. On the wide imperial road that could accommodate eight horses running side by side, the warriors of the two sides were entangled in one place, shouting and charging, determined to fight to the death.

When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins! They had no time to ask the other party's name and origin. All they could do was raise their swords and stab them hard into the other party's head!

But there were too many enemies, and the few guards' feeble resistance was quickly overwhelmed, with not even their shadows to be seen.

The low shouts echoed in the street like thunder. The background to all this was wave after wave of cheers from the central part of the imperial capital, and the fireworks and fireworks filling the sky kept announcing what a festive day it was. However, it was precisely this festive excitement that covered up the sounds of bloodthirsty slaughter. No one knew, no one heard, and no one could have imagined that in such a grand and prosperous wedding banquet, such blatant and unscrupulous slaughter would exist.

The guards of the Ministry of Rites roared and fought back, but there were too many enemies, rushing towards them from all directions like a tide! Those hideous faces and bloodthirsty eyes, like savage beasts, devour the last glimmer of hope in people's hearts.

"Meet the enemy! The government officials will be here soon."

However, what they don't know is that the source of today's assassins is the empire they have been thinking about all the time. There will be no support, no reinforcements. They are destined to be an abandoned team, to be buried for the strength of the empire!

The carriage that Yan Xun was in had been shot into a hornet's nest. No one would expect him to be alive. The more than 200 guards were also killed. No one was spared, whether they resisted or surrendered!

At this moment, a grand firework suddenly broke out in the center of the imperial capital, colorful and dazzling. Huge cheers surged like waves, further highlighting the dead silence here.

Barre strode over and pushed away his distraught subordinates in front of the carriage. A young man in gorgeous clothes leaned against the carriage, his body pierced by a crossbow arrow, blood gushing out of his mouth. He looked at Barre, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva, and wanted to say something, but it eventually turned into a series of broken coughs.

Barre's face turned pale and he said in a cold voice, "Where's Yan Xun?"

The young man sneered, and Barre drew out his sword angrily, swung it with a gust of wind, and cut off the young man's neck.

The subordinate looked panicked and pale, and tremblingly said: "General..."

Barre turned his head and looked at his subordinates coldly: "Eight hundred people besieging, three hundred people defending the perimeter, well-armed and well-prepared, you let someone escape despite your deliberate actions? What use do I have for you?"

"General, we can go to Major General Wei's outskirts to check, maybe they have caught him."

"Yes." Barre nodded immediately and was about to mount his horse with a one in ten thousand hope, but at this moment, a deafening sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out, and the whole earth was shaking violently. Barre looked up in horror, and saw at the end of a long, dark street, dense torches slowly approaching, gradually merging into a shining band of light, and the war horses were proudly standing, with murderous aura like a rainbow! What was coming towards them was actually a powerful cavalry corps!

"It's the Yanbei Army of the Southwest Town Envoy!"

Barre shouted loudly and turned around quickly, "Retreat!"

It was too late to escape now. Two legs could not outrun the four legs of a warhorse. This was no longer a battle, it was absolutely a massacre in the true sense of the word.

"I am General Barre of the Batuha family in the northwest, and we have received the king's order!"

Panic voices suddenly rang out, and Barre was defeated under the protection of his men, shouting out his identity heartbreakingly.

But no one would believe that the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Town Government, who had just been transferred by the Prince of Yanbei, were bloodthirsty. Ever since the fall of Yan Shicheng, the Southwest Town Envoy has been inferior to others in the imperial capital. He has been bullied and insulted by the Green Camp Army and the Cavalry Camp. Even the city defenders dare to look them in the face. Now that we have finally got a chance to make a great contribution, who would believe the crazy talk of those assassins who are about to die?

Those who dare to organize such a large-scale assassination in Zhenhuang City are simply tired of living.

The soldiers shouted loudly and swung their swords to attack!

The sound of horse hooves rumbled to the sky, and the black mass of cavalry surged past like a tide. Among the stars, Yan Xun, dressed in a bright red auspicious robe, rode over on horseback. His eyes were like those of an eagle, and his lips were pursed with a cold and hard edge.

"Your Highness!" He Xiao, the deputy commander of the Southwest Town Envoy, rode forward and said, "Your Highness, I have fulfilled my mission. The thieves are dead, and no one escaped."

Yan Xun nodded and said with a smile: "Commander He has made great contributions. I will never forget your life-saving grace."

He Xiao shook his head and said, "Your Highness, you are too polite. Protecting the safety of the imperial capital is my responsibility. Moreover, Your Highness and the Southwest Town Envoy are both from Yanbei, so we cannot just stand by and watch."

Yan Xun smiled and said, "I will report the commander's achievements to the emperor in full. I believe that soon, the word 'deputy' in Deputy Commander He's title will be removed."

He Xiao was delighted and said with a smile: "Thank you for the promotion, Your Highness!"

"Commander!" At this time, a junior lieutenant came forward and whispered in He Xiao's ear, "Something is wrong."

He Xiao was stunned, turned around and whispered, "What's wrong?"

The lieutenant general frowned, his eyes were panicked, and he said in a deep voice: "Come with me and take a look."

He Xiao said hello to Yan Xun and followed the lieutenant general away. He looked at the corpses one by one, and the more he looked, the colder his heart became. When he saw Barre's body, he felt dizzy in front of his eyes and almost fell off his horse.

Barre was a domineering and arrogant person. When he first entered the city, almost all the citizens witnessed his true appearance. How could He Xiao, as a general who was responsible for maintaining order at the scene, not recognize him? Seeing this old man lying there with a bunch of arrows stuck in his chest, He Xiao just wanted to vomit blood.

Forcing himself to cheer up, the young deputy commander was still fantasizing that maybe it was just a lone assassination attempt by the Batuha family in the northwest to get rid of the Prince of Yanbei. After all, the grudge between old Batu and Yan Shicheng had already spread all over the country, and everyone knew about it.

However, when he saw the large number of soldiers from the Cavalry Battalion, he immediately realized that he was facing a dead end.

Although these soldiers were all wearing the clothes of the Northwestern Batuha family, the soldiers were stationed in the Southwestern Town of the imperial capital all year round, so they could recognize at a glance these bastards who often followed the commander of the Cavalry Battalion to show off their power in their own army. Seeing these people, no matter how stupid He Xiao was, he understood that the so-called assassination was just a killing ordered by the empire.

So, what would be the outcome if he led his troops to force his way out, annihilated the empire's troops, and rescued the Prince of Yanbei?

At that moment, He Xiao had only one thought: to capture Yan Xun and atone for his sins!

"The one who wants to kill me is the Emperor of Daxia."

For a moment, everyone was stunned!

Yan Xun was sitting high on his horse, and he glanced at the many soldiers present. Then he fixed his eyes on He Xiao's face and said in a calm tone, "Commander He, I'm sorry for involving you. If your Southwest Town Envoy was not a soldier from Yanbei, maybe you could have avoided this disaster by capturing me."

A word of warning to those who are dreaming! He Xiao widened his eyes, looked at Yan Xun's unfathomable face, and suddenly came to his senses!

For the Southwest Town Governor, there is no turning back.

If it was another unit that accidentally killed Barre and the soldiers of the Cavalry Battalion, then it could be explained away by saying that they were unaware of the situation. However, for the Southwest Governor, who was already under great scrutiny of the empire and repeatedly suspected of hiding Yanbei rebels, there was no way he could escape with his life. The Empire will not let him go, the Elders will not let him go, and the Holy Golden Palace will not let him go. If he turns back, there is only death. The man's eyes were red as he stared fiercely at the handsome man in a red robe in front of him. A voice was screaming wildly in his mind: He knew everything, he was deliberately leading himself to death!

However, he could not utter a word. After a moment, the hostility in the man's eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by the madness of a desperado.

Tens of thousands of people gathered on the long street, and those with clear minds immediately understood the cause and effect of the incident. They only felt that the earth seemed to be shaking, and there was an empty fear. Everyone looked up at He Xiao, Yan Xun, or the sky, trying hard to think of a way to survive.

He Xiao suddenly jumped off his horse, raised his hands to the soldiers behind him, and shouted loudly: "Brothers! I have something to say for eight years, and I want to say it today! Who crushed the rebellion of King Canglan and rushed all the way to Shengjin Palace to rescue the emperor? Who rushed thousands of miles to Baimaguan and rescued the elders and officials of the entire empire? Who fought against the Quanrong people on the Yanbei Plateau, making the northern barbarians dare not step into the pass, and protected our parents, wives and children? He is the King of Yanbei, the old prince of Yanshicheng! But what did the loyal minister get in the end? The whole family was executed, and the head was beheaded in public! For eight years, the soldiers of our Yanbei lineage have suffered humiliation in the imperial capital, and have been looked down upon by the dogs of the Cavalry Battalion and the Green Camp Army. We have endured all of this! But now, the empire is going to attack the only bloodline of the old prince for no reason, and is trying to get rid of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with despicable means. As soldiers of Yanbei, are we convinced?"

“I don’t agree!”

Thunderous shouts suddenly rang out, and countless soldiers raised their swords and guns. The myths about Yan Shicheng's invincibility once again surged in the soldiers' hot chests, and the oppression they had suffered for many years also boiled like magma. They shouted loudly, the sound was shocking!

"Brothers! We are soldiers from Yanbei. Tonight, we killed the conspirators of the empire. We are tied to the same rope with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If the Crown Prince is gone, we will not have a good ending! Tell me, can we just sit there and wait to die?"

"cannot!"

“We can’t die!”

"The Emperor is ungrateful! He is unworthy of leading us!"


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