184 Two-Knife Cliff Seven
If this person is powerful and was released by a large family, a genius training here, then it's just bad luck for my junior sister.
If this person isn't, it's like a child causing trouble with a golden fruit—a real fat sheep. They must have some unspeakable secret.
Coincidentally, Prefect Gao also needed to investigate this person's background. This time, Prefect Gao and Vice Minister Wang cooperated in order to muddy the waters.
Eliminate all of Yun Jinlong's subordinates. Drag him down with them; given his character, such a terrible accident involving his adopted daughter and subordinates would inevitably turn the capital upside down.
The Crown Prince's regency will inevitably lead to trouble. There will certainly be significant unrest among the army's generals, especially given the considerable power of General Yun's faction.
This way, they can fish in troubled waters. This way, the Third Prince will have the opportunity to rise up. Based on the First Prince's current prestige, I see absolutely no hope.
However, as long as the position of the leader remains uncertain, everyone else has a chance. This matter may seem reckless, but it was meticulously planned.
Their plan to the outside world involves colluding with evil spirits and demonic beasts, appearing to be a blatant conspiracy. And to deceive the spies within the royal city seems virtually impossible.
But they didn't know why they were lying in ambush at this location, on Two Blade Cliffs.
Anyone with half a brain knows this is an excellent spot for a sneak attack. Anyone passing by would be completely convinced of this.
The news had been spread, attracting a large crowd of bandits and outlaws. They had passed through so easily. All the checkpoints had been cleared. This place didn't seem so simple after all.
Moreover, those who had just led the troops in a raid and killing were not just bandits, but also all sorts of criminals.
At this moment, on the wide road of Two Knife Cliffs, the moonlight was dim, the shadows of the trees swayed, a hazy gray. The moonlight shone on the trees. The shadows were extremely terrifying and sinister, like demons among the sharp leaves.
The dozens of prison vans were packed with people, some of them old, thin as skin and bones, with white beards and hair, and their clothes smelled bad.
There were also younger people, beaten until their skin was torn and bleeding, lying in the prison van piled up like a human pyramid. There were probably several hundred of them in total.
Dozens of mounted guards, carrying gleaming swords and with iron whips at their waists, whispered, "We're here! We're here! Stop right now!"
The coachman quickly stopped the carriage. He was just about to ask questions when a glint of steel flashed in his eyes.
A scream escaped his lips. Staring in disbelief at the servant before him, he let out a agonizing scream. "Ah!"
At the same time, screams of agony filled the air.
All the coachmen were chopped on the head by the servants. A few quick-witted coachmen rolled on the ground and ran away, wishing they had two more legs.
Unfortunately, these coachmen were all poor, untrained individuals. How could they possibly compare to these well-trained, accomplished servants?
Before he could run ten steps, the footsteps behind him grew closer and closer. A flash of light appeared, and a swift blade pierced through his chest. Blood splattered.
The blood sprayed on the ground was a very strange thing; it seemed to be absorbed by something and quickly disappeared.
And the coachman who had just collapsed was now covered in blood, as if he had been drained of all his energy. Only skin and bones remained on the ground, as if they had stood there for a very long time.
Such a startling change. In an instant, these cruel and ruthless servants were terrified.
One of the leaders shouted, "Hurry up and mount your horses! Hurry up and mount your horses!" Before they could even turn their horses around and adjust their direction, they were whipping their horses' rumps, hoping they would run as fast as possible.
The other servants quickly mounted their horses and followed behind, galloping away! The group of dozens of men galloped forward at breakneck speed. This direction was precisely where Yun Qing had set up his camp.
These servants, who should have turned their horses around and headed towards Dalong Prefecture, were frightened and instead headed towards Yun Qing's group.
At this moment, the hundreds of people in the prison van were stunned by the sudden turn of events. They were completely powerless; escape was impossible.
The surroundings were eerily silent, as if some ancient behemoth was about to emerge. A dark cloud obscured the moon, instantly making the scene even more gloomy, and fog seemed to rise all around.
It was all hazy and indistinct. An eerie atmosphere permeated the air. The delicious aura emanating from the blood seemed to be attracting something, circling around the prison van.
After a while, everything fell silent. Even the chirping of insects ceased. The people inside the prison cart all believed they had escaped a terrible ordeal.
Some of the bolder ones are trying to unlock the prison van. The sounds of them attempting to pick the lock are particularly clear and alluring in the quiet canyon.
The other prisoners in the van seemed to feel a glimmer of hope for survival. They struggled to their feet, trying to unlock the doors.
There was a thin, sallow-faced boy with skillful hands. Finally, after much effort, he opened the lock. It fell to the ground with a thud.
He slowly opened the door and jumped out. The others in the car followed suit.
The other prison vans saw this and quickly shouted, "Hey, come quick and save us! Help us unlock the doors!"
One of the men who stepped forward was tall and burly, with several knife scars on his body, dark skin, and a lewd, menacing look in his eyes. He sneered, "If I save you, how will you repay me?"
The other prisoners in the van were stunned for a moment, then someone immediately shouted, "If you save me, I'll acknowledge you as my boss!"
The others chimed in, "As long as you save us, you'll be our leader from now on."
'If you save me, we'll follow you from now on.'
"Fine, you said it yourselves. If you go back on your word later, don't blame me for being impolite." A fleeting hint of joy flashed in the scarred man's eyes.
Just as he was about to say to the skinny guy picking the lock, "Little monkey, rescue them all. From now on, you'll be our second-in-command..."
Before he could finish speaking, the hazy mist suddenly transformed into a long, three-zhang-tall elephant trunk with a pointed tip and four legs thicker than a person.
At that moment, the mist seemed to mock everyone in a very anthropomorphic way, then opened its gaping maw. Inside, it was like a black hole. They took a deep breath.
A fierce wind arose from the flat ground, forming a babbling brook like a dragon's stream, carrying dozens of prison carts. They were involuntarily fed into the elephant's mouth.
"Ah!" "Help!" "Open the lock quickly!"
A cacophony of sounds filled the air, and then everyone was quickly swallowed by the elephant's mouth, even the corpses on the ground vanishing without a trace. The ground was once again impeccably clean, as if nothing had ever happened.
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