The child's hour has passed, and everything is silent.
At night, the Shengjing Imperial City is like an ancient divine beast that is more than a hundred miles long, lying on the earth, guarding the three states and ninety thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
There was a curfew during the Great Zhou Dynasty. In the imperial city of Shengjing, except for the residences of generals and marquises of third rank and above, which could be brightly lit, only the government offices and inns had flickering lights.
Yuanwu Station is located in the south of the city, covering an area of several miles, with dozens of courtyards and more than a thousand large and small houses, which can accommodate up to a thousand people living at the same time.
Among the dozens of inns in Shengjing City, the scale is only medium.
Because it is subordinate to the Fifth Army Governor's Office, it usually only receives military attachés sent by military camps and guards from various places to Beijing for business.
However, the scale of the martial arts competition this year was unprecedented. Emperor Jing ordered that, except for a few post stations that received foreign envoys, all the post stations in Shengjing City were open to young martial arts students who went to Beijing to take the exam.
Although there are still seven or eight days before the official start of the martial arts competition, nearly 80% of the rooms in Yuanwu Station are full.
Wu Sheng was young and frivolous, full of energy and enthusiasm. When he gathered together, he would drink and talk all night long.
Although it was late at night and the lights were gradually extinguished, the strong aroma of alcohol lingering in the courtyard had not dissipated. From time to time, laughter could be heard faintly coming from the room.
"squeak"
The oil lamp was blown out, and the door of a house was suddenly pushed open, and two young warriors dressed in fancy clothes and holding long swords walked out.
Under the dim light, the faces of the two men could not be seen clearly, but the three short spears strapped to their backs had a faint cold glow.
"Bei Mang is undefeated, Wei soldiers will not die!"
The two of them looked at each other with wild eyes, shouted in a low voice, and jumped up to the roof.
Grabbing a handful of brown pellets from their waist pouch, the two of them threw them towards the doors and windows of nearby houses with both hands.
The brown pellets hit the door and window, immediately bursting into puffs of smoke that spread with the wind.
"Cough cough cough"
"What's going on? It's poisonous!"
After a few breaths, brown smoke almost covered most of the inn, and painful coughs could be heard in the room.
There were a few occasional sounds at first, then more and more, and the coughing became more severe.
bang bang bang
The door of the house burst open, and a young martial arts student rushed out of the room, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, looking around in pain, and looking around in panic.
Further away, fire suddenly shot up into the sky, flooding dozens of rooms in an instant.
The originally peaceful Yuanwu Station suddenly fell into chaos and danger.
"kill!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light reflected it.
Two Beimang spies jumped down from the roof, holding long knives, and rushed into the young warriors who still didn't know what was going on.
The shadow of the knife danced wildly, and blood splattered.
There is an age limit for the martial arts exam in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Almost all the martial arts students who take the exam are Tai Chi and Ju Qing realms. They also take drugs and cigarettes by mistake. They are no match for the two spies from the Beimang realm.
Just like a big tiger pounces on a flock of sheep, the warriors are powerless to fight back. The people who were killed were turned upside down and suffered heavy casualties.
"Kill ten thousand people and cut off the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty's ten-year martial arts lineage!"
With blood gushing from their bodies, Beimang's spies became even more fanatical, charging and killing all the way, looking at them like the god of death reaping life.
In an instant, more than a hundred warriors were killed by the sword.
"Is this the only skill Beimang warriors have? He doesn't dare to fight me on the battlefield in Dazhou, but he comes to carry out insidious and vicious tactics!"
The two Beimang spies were about to kill each other, but suddenly there was a thunderous shout in their ears.
The two of them were startled when they heard the sound. They held their swords to protect their bodies and looked around. They saw a heavy-armored general falling from the sky. His feet hit the ground, as if the ground collapsed.
With General Xuanjia as the center, stone slabs several inches thick exploded and spread like spider webs. The rubble scattered everywhere, even more powerful than powerful crossbow arrows. They hit the two Beimang spies with a crackling sound, causing their clothes to tear and their skin to rip open.
"Yiwu realm martial artist!"
"Has our plan been exposed?"
The expressions of the two Beimang spies suddenly changed, and they were surprised by the appearance of General Xuanjia.
Almost instantly, on the street outside the inn, there was a wave of iron hooves and armor clashing, as if there were hundreds of knights and armored soldiers rushing towards them.
"The Holy One has received a secret report. Your plan has failed!"
General Xuan Jia strode forward and struck at one of the Beimang spies. His punch was like a mountain falling, unstoppable. With one punch, he smashed the long knife raised by the Beimang spy and hit it directly on the chest.
The Beimang spy didn't even have time to scream, before his body exploded into pieces with a loud bang.
"Beimang is undefeated, General Zhou, please die!"
The remaining Beimang spy showed a ferocious look on his face. He swallowed all the secret medicine. His body instantly swelled, his blood vessels bulged, and his skin was about to burst. He held a long knife and rushed towards General Xuanjia, but was slapped by the latter. The kick flew away.
Before the body even hit the ground, it exploded into pulp with a bang.
"Damn Beimang, for carrying out such a vicious plan. Even if we act in time tonight, I'm afraid thousands of great Zhou warriors will die miserably!"
General Xuanjia looked at the corpses of Wu students in the courtyard, his eyes were cold and filled with hatred.
At the same time, similar situations were also happening at various stations in Shengjing City.
…
"Your Majesty, all Beimang spies in the fifty-six stations in the city have been brought to justice. There are 228 people in total. Most of them are in the late stage of Juqing and early stage of Xiantian. Many are dual practitioners of humanism and law, with different inheritances. They all come from Beimang. A noble family, a top sect!”
In the center of the imperial city, in the majestic and magnificent hall, Emperor Jing sits high on a gilded dragon chair, his face is as gloomy as water, his eyes are deep, and he looks calmly into the distance.
Your Highness, two majestic figures, like gods and demons, stood on the left and right sides, their heads slightly lowered and silent.
It was as if the air was frozen at this moment.
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing heavy black armor hurriedly walked into the hall, knelt down before Emperor Jing, and respectfully reported: "Although all the guards in the city were mobilized in time, there are still more than two thousand people who have left. The martial arts students in the examination were brutally attacked by Beimang, and nearly ten thousand martial arts students were poisoned. Fortunately, the poison was not strong, and the imperial hospital has prepared a prescription and rushed to various inns to rescue them!"
"Beimang!"
Emperor Jing snorted coldly, and slowly clenched his big hands on the armrests of the dragon chair. Endless power and anger instantly enveloped the entire imperial court, and the clouds roared, as if there were angry dragons flying in the clouds.
"Your Majesty, the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army is responsible for guarding Shengjing. This minister neglected his duties and was careless. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"
A tall man on the right side of His Highness suddenly knelt down. He was covered in heavy armor, majestic and powerful, and the aura condensed on his body was like a mountain thousands of miles away.
Although he appears to be only in his twenties, his hair is as white as snow and falls down on his shoulders.
During the Great Zhou Dynasty, the fortunes of the country were prosperous, and strong martial artists emerged in large numbers, but there were only two people who reached the peak of martial arts.
One is Jiang Shirong, the Minister of the Ministry of War, the Marquis of Zhenwu, and the other is the white-haired man in front of him, the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army and the first-rank auxiliary general Huangfu Muchuan.
"Your Majesty, this military exercise is carried out by the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites. When the station was born, the Ministry of War also failed to fulfill its duties. Jiang Shirong is willing to accept the punishment!"
On the right side of the main hall, a man wearing a purple gold crown and a gold silk python robe also stepped forward to accept the crime and punishment.
"Beimang has a vicious mind. Instead of confronting each other head-on, the great powers use such vicious and despicable methods. I have also been negligent. How can I blame you!"
Emperor Jing waved his hands slowly and said: "It's just a pity that I have a good son, Zhou Qian. I will order the Ministry of Rites to bury him with honors and provide compensation to his relatives. As for Beimang, I have recorded this blood feud. Two months later The army sets out to conquer Beimang, and we will make King Mang pay back ten thousand times!"
"Your Majesty, please be kind!"
Jiang Shirong and Huangfu Muchuan expressed their greetings.
"Mu Chuan, I heard that the person who discovered Beimang's poisonous plan was a martial arts student named Zhao Tiehe?"
Jinghuang said slowly: "Thanks to this person who was discovered and reported in time, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable. I don't know how many sons and daughters would die tragically. How could the face of the Great Zhou be saved? Zhao Tiehe has made outstanding achievements. He turned the tide and saved the face of the Great Zhou. He must be generous. reward."
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Zhao Tiehe's meritorious service is no less than a great victory in a conquest. According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he can be directly exempted from reference and canonized as a fifth-grade guerrilla general with an official position of thousands of households. However, his martial arts are not enough. He is only In the late stage of Tai Chi, if you lead an army of a thousand people, you may not be able to convince the crowd!" said Huangfu Muchuan.
"Are you afraid that it will be difficult to convince the crowd? He saved the lives of tens of thousands of people in my great Zhou Dynasty. Which warrior in this term will not accept his kindness? If he can't convince the crowd, who can convince the crowd?"
Emperor Jing chuckled lightly and asked: "As for the realm of martial arts, can't I, the Governor of the Great Friday Army, who is in charge of the world's military attachés, not even be able to cultivate a single innate warrior?"
"I'm just stupid, Muchuan knows what to do!"
Huangfu Muchuan nodded quickly and said: "I will accept him as my adopted son and train him carefully to make him a powerful general. He will guard the border for me, the Great Zhou Dynasty, and conquer Beimang. It's just..."
Huangfu Mu Chuan thought for a moment and then said: "It's just that this Zhao Tiehe has a bit of a stubborn temper. Before Mu Chuan paid homage to His Majesty, he had promised him a commendation, but Zhao Tiehe said that tonight's contribution was not his alone. If it hadn't been for a young man named Jiang who sacrificed his life to protect If he leaves, he will have already died at the hands of Beimang warriors. If the two of them cannot be rewarded together, he will never accept the favor!"
"Haha, he is a good and loyal man!"
When King Jing heard this, a rare look of approval appeared on his eternal face: "If what he said is true, the young man surnamed Jiang who risked his life to protect him from leaving has made greater contributions and deserves a generous reward."
"Tie He has a simple temper, and I don't think he is lying. However, the Beimang warrior is very powerful and has the blessing of secret medicine. The young man named Jiang may be in danger, and it is also the first time for Tie He to meet him. When we met, we didn’t know his identity!” Huangfu Muchuan said.
"It doesn't matter, we can investigate this matter slowly. If the young man named Jiang is alive, we will give him the same reward as Tie He, and the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion will focus on training him!"
Emperor Jing said slowly: "If that young man dies in battle, he will be rewarded generously by his family. The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty are strict and rewards and punishments are clear. We must not break the heart of any son!"
(End of chapter)
