Just as unsettling as the night in Tongguan was Prince Fu's Mansion.
The disciples of the Loyalty League who had not been completely eliminated gathered together and planned to attack Prince Fu's Mansion at midnight in order to rescue Chunlei and Chunting.
Everything was actually based on Su Hejing's plan.
Although there are all the masters now and there are not many guards in the mansion, with Long Wu in charge and the dead soldiers left behind by Cang Long, Su Hejing is not too worried.
"Xiao Ma, has the prince made arrangements?"
Su Hejing asked lightly.
"Back to Master, my subordinates have arranged for someone to hide near the prince's bedroom. In addition, Gang Leader Long is also resting in the room next to him. If there is any abnormal movement, we will take action in time!"
Xiao Ma quickly replied that his first priority was to protect Su Hejing. On the prince's side, according to the division of labor, Long Wu has been handed over.
"That's fine. If someone wants to die, let him go. The dungeon must be loosened and tightened secretly. Don't let anything happen!"
Su Hejing said lightly.
Tongguan made the plan, and he was the one who planned it, but the actual execution and on-the-spot performance depended on the young master and General Jin Ba.
He knew this very well and was very calm. The young master can shock the world in a martial arts competition, and his strategy is obviously not inferior to him. As for General Jin Ba, this is the most important general that King Xiancheng relies on. The two of them work together to cope with any unexpected situation.
And after these two nights, everything will be revealed. Was it because his plan failed and the Young Master was defeated at Tongguan? Or take Tongguan and subdue the tens of thousands of soldiers?
He was looking forward to it. Years of forbearance had not eroded his confidence. He was always careful when doing things. King Cheng's defeat was a lifelong shame for him. Now, since God has given him the opportunity to wash away his shame, he is determined not to let it go.
Therefore, all details must be planned. All risks must be guarded against.
As the night progressed, most of the troops went to Chang'an City, and the density of patrols decreased accordingly. This gave some ghosts who had been hiding in the dark an opportunity.
In front of Prince Fu's Mansion, two lights were still on above the silent stone lion.
puff! puff!
With two muffled sounds, both lights were extinguished. The two sergeants at the door were suddenly startled, raised their spears, and shouted loudly: "Who!"
Whoosh!
In the darkness, I could see the cold stars coming at what time.
The two sergeants swung their guns and tried to shoot, but they were too late. They each held their throats, withdrew their guns and fell down.
Then, a black shadow, two black shadows... emerged from the darkness one after another.
But when one of them made a gesture, the others immediately divided into several groups. Some pushed the door open and broke into Prince Fu's Mansion, while others jumped in from the high walls of the palaces on both sides.
There was silence in the palace, and the movement in front of the door didn't seem to surprise anyone.
Some of these shadows quickly swarmed from all parts of the palace to the dungeon, while others touched the King Fu's bedroom. Apparently, they had also done some homework.
"Mr. Su is right, these remnants are here after all!"
Long Wu sat steadily in King Fu's bedroom and sighed softly, the sword already in his hand.
Not long after, the shadows each found their targets.
And a bloody battle began. To be precise, it was a killing.
The door to the palace was tightly closed.
Corresponding to the black shadow are the black-clothed dead men under Canglong. The difference is that they do not wear masks. However, they are more like the gods of murder in the dark night. Silent, cold, resolute, and absolutely ruthless.
The lights were all on in an instant.
A group of black shadows rushed to the dungeon door smoothly, only to find that they were facing a cold array of arrows. Behind them, at some point, there were several men in black who were as silent as mountains, pulling out their sharp arrows. sword.
