In the wilderness, the light of the bonfire shone far away, casting a gloomy look on King Jin's face.
Victory is important, but if he cannot win, he must let that person know that there will be a price to pay for mistreating him over the years.
In the post house, Nangong Yitianping dismissed everyone and burned paper in front of his mother's coffin.
The flames in the fire plate jumped up and illuminated his gloomy face.
He has a well-planned plan, but there are many variables in the world, and nothing is perfect.
The father and the King of Jin thought that most of the people in the East Palace were captured, so they reduced his power. Many people even thought so, but his power was never in the East Palace courtiers or the Qinglong Guards, but in the army.
Of the five military camps, only the North Camp was originally instigated by the King of Jin to rebel against him. However, the troops stationed in the north and south of the capital had long ago submitted to him, so there were no military symbols or orders from the Ministry of War, so they could still be used.
As for officials in the DPRK and China, the two parties have long been in conflict. Those courtiers who have never spoken for him may not necessarily be his people.
In other words, they are not his people, they are just people who are loyal to the country. They support the implementation of the New Deal, so they must support him.
In the past, these people did not speak too much for him in the court because they did not want to formally confront him, but once faced with a choice, they would choose him without hesitation.
"Your Highness." Qinglong Wei Wu Zhun came over and said softly: "It's almost midnight. The news from Lord Lingxiu means they will take action at midnight."
"I know." Nangong Yitian nodded, knelt down towards the coffin, kowtowed three times, and then slowly stood up.
Ling Xiu had already informed him about the midnight operation tonight, and Leng Xiao was involved in this part of the plan.
Leng Xiao's blinding method and long-distance blinding method are needed.
Before taking action, she had already started testing. Qinglongwei came to the inn first and tried five times in total, succeeding three times and failing twice. The success rate was greater than the failure rate.
But when it comes to actual action, what matters is not the success rate, it’s either success or failure.
Therefore, Leng Xiao gave him a few pills. If the blindness method failed, after taking the medicine, he would enter hypothermia and his breath would be weak.
And his Turtle Breathing Technique can be used to assist, making the breath disappear and the pulse stop.
But if you want to use this method, there is a risk, that is, in order to ensure his death, the enemy will give him a few more blows.
Therefore, this wave of spiritual practice must be successful, otherwise the plan will not work when those killers appear.
At midnight, after a day's journey, the officials all fell asleep.
Murderous intent revealed!
A group of men in black flew down to the posthouse with swords, it was Lingxiu who brought people here.
The Imperial Guards who had taken refuge with King Jin all wore red ribbons on their hair crowns at this moment. This red ribbon was particularly eye-catching under the bonfire.
But those who did not seek refuge with the King of Jin did not.
"Protect your highness, protect your highness!" someone shouted, waking up the sleeping officials. They all got up and opened the door to look outside. They saw a group of men in black coming. They were so frightened that they hurriedly closed the door and hid shivering.
The Red Silk Forbidden Army pretended to respond to the enemy, but the fight was extremely perfunctory and only for show.
The rest of the Forbidden Army also saw that there was a problem, but they had no choice but to fight against the enemy.
Nangong Yitian flew out with his sword and started fighting with Lingxiu in the air.
"Traitor!" Nangong Yitian was extremely angry, and he drew his sword sharply, attacking Lingxiu's vital points with every move.
Lingxiu said loudly: "Your Highness, I'm offended!"
He resisted with his sword and waited for an opportunity to counterattack. The two of them went back and forth with murderous intent.
Under the light of the bonfire, there was a sound of killing. The fight between the Qinglong Guard and the man in black, with the flash of swords and shadows, was extremely cruel.
The men in black are all members of King Jin, but everyone knows in their hearts that these people are not his ultimate weapons. If they cannot be solved in this wave, they will have to face more vicious killers.
In this shadow of swords and swords, there seemed to be the sound of a string harp, if it was there or not, it seemed like the sound of wind, but no one would care.
