When he heard the piercing siren, Zhao Yu, who was upset, lowered the curtains and walked back to his table. He glanced restlessly at the young counselor sitting there, hesitating to say something.
But he opened his mouth for a long time, but no words came out, because he didn't know what he should ask. He was just simply irritable and didn't know what to do.
He has been in this state since the beginning, because he doesn't know whether the action will succeed, so he doesn't know what will happen next.
He didn't know whether the people he sent out had completed their mission, nor did he know why the sirens outside kept ringing.
Because regardless of whether Prince Zhao Ji was assassinated or not, there will be chaos outside at this moment and it will not be quiet for a long time.
However, this matter is really big, so Zhao Yu is still extremely nervous. This is not because he cannot calm down, but because everyone needs to vent their emotions. When Adolf entered the Demilitarized Zone as a soldier, he nervously held the radio and waited for news. But if you want to say that the psychological quality of the head of state is not strong, the requirements are indeed too high.
After walking back and forth for a long time, the young counselor sitting at the table finally stopped being in a daze, raised his head and looked at Zhao Yu, and asked curiously: "Why is Your Highness so anxious? Isn't everything already ready? ?”
Of course he doesn't need to worry, because he knows everything that may happen today: including Zhao Ji who is 90% not dead and is still hiding in the palace.
In fact, the entire mission was without any risk to the Tang Empire: it didn't matter if Zhao Ji didn't get the note, or if he got the note and still went home.
If Zhao Ji dies in his own mansion, then the Tang Empire will activate the preparatory plan and just wait to promote Zhao Yu to the throne. Anyway, if Zhao Yu becomes the crown prince of the Dahua Empire, the Tang Empire will have nothing to lose. .
Even if Zhao Yu's assassination plan fails, then everything can be carried out according to the preplan: Operation Tianping will be implemented, Zhao Yu will be safely sent to Fengjiang City, and the split of the Dahua Empire will become inevitable.
In short, no matter how this situation develops, it is no longer within the control of the Great China Empire. So the young Dandelion was not anxious at all, but was very calm.
In Zhao Yu's eyes, this look seemed very enigmatic - if he could keep his composure in this situation, his psychological quality was really extremely strong.
"I don't know why, I always feel uneasy." While admiring his counselor in his heart, Zhao Yu continued to walk back and forth.
Oh, of course you will feel uneasy - if nothing else happens, the assassination team you sent out now is probably fighting with the city defense army.
Calculating the time, it is almost time to run out of ammunition and food. By then, with your human ability and willpower, you will probably be able to leave a few people alive. It doesn't take three hours for Zhao Kai to know everything. He will study carefully how to deal with this matter.
Although he thought so in his heart, Mr. Advisor still spoke and comforted His Royal Highness: "What are you afraid of? The retreat has been prepared. The tunnel leads all the way to the outside of the city. There will be no problems."
He talked about the previous arrangements, which were actually foolproof: "As long as they follow the original plan and escape pursuit, they will soon be able to hide under the tunnel and then escape to a safe cellar to hide."
After breaking out, he escaped from the pursuers under the cover of snipers, then changed cars at a predetermined location, and then came to the safe house.
There is a tunnel in the safe house that leads directly to the outside of the city. He hides in the basement of a farm that has long been idle outside the city to avoid the subsequent manhunt.
As the counselor spoke, he emphasized the entire process to Zhao Yu: "They have stocked up on food and drink for thirty days in advance, and even prepared playing cards. As long as they survive three to five days, the interrogation will not be so strict."
Once you get past the first ten days, the rigor of the pursuit begins to diminish from any perspective. Then leave it to the intelligence personnel of the Tang Empire to get these people to the Tang Kingdom, and the matter will be completely over.
The main reason why he put so much effort into killing a hundred of these people was that Zhao Yu couldn't bear to part with them: these were almost all the elites he could trust around him, and it was difficult to train people who could perform such tasks.
It is a pity that in the script of the intelligence personnel of the Tang Empire, these people will die today, and their death will be quite valuable.
Finally, the young counselor confidently concluded the whole matter: "There is still no problem with my people's work."
"Sigh... I'm worried about my people." Zhao Yu sighed and reminded him with a mixture of laughter and tears.
In the past two years of cooperation, he already knew how efficient those ruthless people from the Tang Empire were. Of course he knew that if the matter was left to his own adviser, there would be almost no possibility of failure.
Unfortunately, the counselor was determined not to interfere in this matter. Sure enough, after hearing Zhao Yu's sigh, the young counselor explained helplessly: "There is no way, Your Highness, as you know, this is the only thing that must be done by your people. , if my people take action, it will be a matter of country-to-country relations."
"I am so insistent that I will not attack the royal family of the Great China Empire. I am actually responsible for you! Your Highness...as the future emperor of the Great China Empire, you don't want people from neighboring countries to have no bottom line, right?" the counselor asked He asked a very pointed question, and after asking it, he looked at Zhao Yu.
In fact, Zhao Yu also understood this kind of thing. The Datang Empire showed a certain bottom line at this time, which indeed sent a safe signal to him: the Datang Empire would not break the rules, which really reassured Zhao Yu.
Therefore, Zhao Yu was very satisfied and nodded repeatedly: "I understand! I understand... It's just that my incompetent men... don't know if they can get things done."
What he hates now is that his subordinates are not as reliable as others, instead of complaining that the intelligence personnel of the Tang Empire did not help him solve the problem of Zhao Ji.
From his point of view, it is actually very contradictory: he very much hopes that the intelligence personnel of the Tang Empire will kill Zhao Kai and Zhao Ji together, but he is also very worried that these Tang intelligence personnel have such abilities...
Any member of the royal family who is preparing to participate in the fight for the throne will never hope that there will be such a force that he cannot defeat and has the strength to assassinate the person sitting on the throne that he is competing for.
The counselor smiled softly: "Your Highness! You have to understand that if you can't handle even this little thing, then these people are not qualified to enjoy the glory and wealth with you."
Holding the thigh requires ability. You only know how to hold the thigh and stand in line, but if you don't have the ability, you won't end well in the end.
This matter requires hard work, but the rewards after hard work are actually high. As long as Zhao Yu succeeds, these people will become Zhao Yu's most valued confidants in the coming days.
Zhao Yu also knew what was going on. He sighed again and said: "Sigh...Sir, what you said is right, but I just can't let go. I always feel that today's matter may There's going to be trouble."
"As the saying goes, fear is of no use... Your Highness, please be patient. It's nothing more than soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth. Haven't we already arranged our retreat?" the counselor continued to comfort him.
He knew that he had prepared everything to escape, and even the train to take Zhao Yu away was already waiting at the freight station.
But none of this can be said now. He still has to pretend to know nothing and wait for subsequent changes. If he talks about running away now, Zhao Yu will definitely be suspicious. Since we were going to do a show, we had to do a full set to keep Zhao Yu in the dark.
So the counselor paused for a few seconds and then continued: "Furthermore, His Highness should think for the best in everything. If Zhao Ji dies, then Your Highness will be the Prince of Dahua from now on."
After hearing the word "prince", Zhao Yu's expression really improved a lot. This feeling is really wonderful, and only Zhao Yu can understand the taste.
The corners of his mouth were raised, and the first thing Zhao Yu said when he came back to his senses was to make a wish to the young man in front of him who had always supported him: "Sir, what he said is... when I become the prince of Dahua, sir, We must enjoy endless glory and wealth..."
"No, no!" The young counselor looked noble and corrected Zhao Yu's statement: "I came to help Your Highness because I hope that the two countries will enjoy eternal peace and that the people of the two countries can live and work in peace and contentment. If it is for the sake of prosperity, Fugui, wouldn't it be more convenient for me to go directly to assist your father?"
Zhao Yu also knew that it was inappropriate to buy such a talent just by relying on wealth and wealth, so he immediately changed his statement: "Sir, you are right, you are right. Zhao Yu is really lucky to have him as his assistant."
The young counselor shook his head again and flattered himself: "His Highness is wrong again. It is not His Highness who is lucky, but my great luck. To meet a prince like His Highness who cares about peace between the two countries and works hard for the prosperity of the people. ,it's my honour."
Zhao Yu felt comfortable all of a sudden. He felt that he had met a confidant, someone who could see his shining point.
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"Don't shoot! I surrender! I surrender!" A man who had used up his last drum raised his arms and shouted loudly.
He had no intention of dying here. No matter how much glory and wealth Zhao Yu promised them, they had to have a life flower - if he died, what would be the point of it all?
If there is one, there will be two, and if there are two, there will be three. Those who dare to fight, regardless of their own life and death, will have been killed on this road long ago.
Although some of the remaining people are brave and fearless of the dead, as time goes by, these people's combat effectiveness becomes weaker and weaker.
Because the car was damaged and roadblocks were piled up around it, it was extremely difficult to leave, so some people began to retreat into a nearby building, and the remaining people outside were also divided and surrounded, and they were all surrounded. captive.
"Those bastards! They said they were not afraid of death when they set out...and now they surrender!" Gritting his teeth, he saw a man outside raising his hands in surrender through the crack in the door. The leader of the assassination operation cursed angrily.
Although he doesn't want to die here, now they have no way to survive anyway: even if they surrender, assassinate the prince, shoot out in the streets of the capital of the Great China Empire... Just kidding, if they can survive, there will be no capital crime in the world.
For those who understand, surrendering at this time is better than giving yourself a clean shot in the head. If Zhao Yu knew that they were all dead, he might still try his best to take care of their relatives... just maybe.
In fact, if they die, the remaining family members will be useless and will probably be silenced - they are personally useful to Zhao Yu, so there is still a possibility of staying, but those family members are definitely just a burden and can Whether he can survive or not depends solely on Zhao Yu's conscience.
"Tu tu tu tu!" The two people guarding the door fired wildly at the door to stop the Dahua soldiers who had surrounded them.
As soon as a masked man who panicked opened the back door, he was shot into pieces by bullets fired at him. The other party has captured several prisoners, and is obviously no longer so polite to those who are still resisting.
"Fight them! Damn it!" The assassin leader finally gritted his teeth and yelled this. He didn't want to be caught and tortured. It was better to die here than to do that.
At this time, the two men stationed at the door had also run out of bullets. One of them was shot, and the other was crying while reloading.
They all know that they may die, but they are still fighting now, just because they are supported by the desire to survive. This kind of mentality of a trapped beast still fighting might collapse at any time.
What makes people desperate is that an excited shout came from outside the door: "They are almost out of bullets! Catch them alive!"
In fact, everyone in the room had almost run out of ammunition. They had rushed here from the Prince's Mansion, and there was not much ammunition left. If you save it, you may have a drum magazine, but if you don't save it, you only have a pistol.
There is no way, the drum itself is heavy and bulky, so most of them are kept in the car. Most of the drums were abandoned in the car after it was blocked and had to be abandoned.
"Thud, tug, tug, tug!" The leader of the assassin rushed forward and fired a series of shots, warning the soldiers who tried to rush up, saying that he still had bullets, temporarily scaring off the city defense troops who tried to rush up to grab the credit.
Then, in despair, he saw that his only remaining accomplice had raised his pistol and committed suicide...
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Today’s update is 4,000 words. I’ll wait for Long Ling to calm down before continuing to update... There have been a lot of things at home in the past two days, which I didn’t expect, alas.
