"Back off, archers!"
The archers who were seizing the time to surround the battalion heard the order and took arrows. Bai Hu's eyes flashed with light, and the arrows actually went towards Ling Er and others.
Ling Er turned around with a chill running down his spine. The arrow was already close to his eyes. Suddenly, several ink shadows suddenly descended. Sword rays appeared in all directions, and arrows were continuously shot down.
Several more ink shadows appeared behind the archers, knocking them out one by one.
These people are all wearing ink masks, holding long swords, and have a killing aura, just like Shura coming out of the dead.
Ling Er couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe for a moment, until he saw that familiar figure piercing the white tiger's chest with a sword. The black iron blade tore the white tiger's skin like a piece of silk, slashing from the chest to the neck, and blood spurted out.
The white tiger screamed sadly, turned around and picked up He Yuntian, and ran away with blood escape.
"Your Highness," Ling Er recovered from the sudden encounter and asked, "Do you want to capture him?"
"Forget it, I can't find it for a while," Zhan Changfeng was a little unhappy. Although this person had no real obstacle to her, he came out time and time again to affect her plan. He was a troublesome person.
"You go and take care of the affairs of the Dabie Army first, and we'll talk about other things later."
"Yes." Ling Er glanced at the masked men in black robes, then cleaned up and went on.
Zhan Changfeng sat cross-legged on a gilt chair that was too wide for her, with her long sword across her knees.
Apart from the masked man in black clothes on the general stage, there was only Yue Kun who was kneeling down.
Zhan Changfeng's main power comes from the royal secret guards, intelligence network and underground industry entrusted to her by the old emperor.
But as a person, whether she was suspicious or domineering, it was impossible for her to completely trust the power given to her by the old emperor, and she would definitely cultivate her own dead warriors secretly.
These ink-clothed and masked people are the power she has raised outside - the Xuanwu Guards.
It would be fine if the old emperor did not depose her. If the old emperor really wanted to support Li Chonghua in front of her, she would launch a coup to clean up the imperial city even without Li Mao.
But in this world, assumptions are worthless.
In the end, the old emperor did not let her down, and she would sincerely call him grandfather.
You will be happy that the first line of defense of the Jialan Gongsun clan is about to be shattered.
A glass of wine spilled on the floor. Today is the birthday of the old emperor.
The sky is high and the sky is far away. Behind the general platform is a vast array of tents, and in front is an empty training ground. The banners of the Dabie Army are falling, and the axes and red blood swords of the Yin Dynasty are slowly rising.
The two hawks hovering in the sky screamed loudly, and the clouds drifted away.
Zhan Changfeng flicked the sword lightly, and it clanked like a string, "What did Gongsun promise you, or..."
She tilted her head and smiled, "Nothing is allowed."
Yue Kun gritted his teeth, "I don't know what you are talking about."
He had a slight guess in his mind that the Gongsun she was talking about was the family behind Li Hao.
"You know," Zhan Changfeng said leisurely as he was a little lazy under the August afternoon sun, "I heard a story. The farmer wanted a donkey to drive a cart but didn't want to give the donkey food, so he took a The carrot hangs in front.”
After Zhan Changfeng finished speaking, he was stunned by the long-lost self-proclaimed person, and then continued, "Some people say donkeys are stupid, but I think that it is better to work hard to eat the carrot that is out of reach than to starve to death."
Gu...Yue Kun was shocked, yes, she is the prince's longevity. He is regarded as the heir of the emperor from the moment he is born, and the crown prince is destined to live forever.
Everyone in the world has heard of the honor bestowed upon her, but as she grows older year by year, her glory becomes a mere foil.
Reasonable, cold and as smart as a demon, this is the last impression the officials have of her.
At that time, even the disloyal princes and ministers had to admit that if she came of age, she would be a powerful and perfect monarch, their disaster.
Yue Kun remembered that at that time he had not yet thought of rebellion. When he first heard the news about the palace coup and the prince's absconding, he was so anxious that he sighed "It's over."
"Hahaha," Yue Kun smiled miserably, "People go to higher places and water flows to lower places. This is the natural trend."
Zhan Changfeng said: "I like what you said."
"Bring it up."
Yue Kun's eyes slowly opened wide. Those people wearing handcuffs and shackles and wearing white clothes with prison characters were his direct blood relatives and his closest confidants.
"Whether it's your defeat or your rebellion, Gudu really wants to kill your nine tribes, what do you think?"
Yue Kun was angry and silent.
Zhan Changfeng said, "The sun is just right, take him down and let's execute him together."
One hundred and twenty people knelt on the ground, the executioner had already raised his knife, and there was a lot of crying and howling.
Yue Lanshan hoped that He Yuntian would come out as a hero to save the beauty like he taught her a lesson on the street, and hoped that his heroic father would protect her, but He Yuntian did not show up, and her father was waiting to die in the same embarrassment as her.
"Dad, I don't want to die!" Yue Lanshan was desperate. Her body was not dead yet, but her heart was as dry as a well.
Mrs. Yue cried loudly, "The Yue family is completely over. More than two thousand lives have been lost!"
Yue Kun was suddenly startled. Yes, she said that if she wanted to kill the nine tribes, these two hundred people were just the first step.
Yue Kun finally collapsed to the ground, and the Yue family's century-old foundation was wiped out in his hands.
"Akun, second brother and third brother!" Yue Lie's voice came from far away.
Yue Kun, Yue Song, and Mrs. Yue looked up in surprise and saw a group of people rushing into the school grounds on horseback. Then my heart sank, only a few dozen people came.
Taking a closer look, these dozens of people are actually innate!
There's help!
Zou Tingwei, who was next to Yue Lie, scanned the surroundings keenly. He secretly thought that something was wrong and he was a step too late. It was obvious that the dust had settled.
Fortunately, he was prepared, "According to reports, there are people from the monastic community interfering in the state affairs of the mortal world. The Si Xunfu was ordered to arrest them all and bring them back to the government. Those who resisted were killed on the spot!"
"Do it!"
The monks from the Si Xun Mansion rushed towards the commanding platform with their spiritual weapons and magical weapons, and all the gorgeous spells were ready.
Zhan Changfeng also said, "Do it."
The flag was waved, and iron ropes flew up from the ground to trap the horses' feet. A thousand shield soldiers rushed out from both sides and formed a formation, followed by a thousand archers.
Can one innate fight against an army?
Can dozens of innates fight against an army formed by nurture?
The rain of fire arrived in front of the Si Xun Mansion before the spells, and the exploding arrowheads were still burning with suffocating smoke!
Zou Tingwei was shocked, these people had been prepared!
Zou Tingwei was not afraid to laugh back. How could there be so many innates in the mortal world? When he returns to the palace, he will have a name to dispatch large troops. He only needs to capture these innates and lock them up for a period of time, which will prove their innocence. This period of time can also be used to allow Gongsun's people to quickly take control of Huangzhou.
He has done his best to help Gongsun do this.
Zou Tingwei sent a message to several of his cronies, "Rescue Yue Kun, Huangzhou still needs him."
One monk flew out a handkerchief, which instantly grew into the size of a screen, blocking the fire, rain, and smoke. Another monk used the cover to open a hole in the defense line with a sword to rescue Yue Kun.
How can it be so easy to succeed? Iron Shield carries a shield as high as a person and jumps to kill with a clang! The shield and the sword collided, and the ground beneath my feet cracked!
"Hey, what kind of blind thing did you come here to rebel?"
"How dare you attack Si Xunfu!"
"What the hell, I've never heard of it."
