Originally, the middle-aged scribe wanted Zhu Youde to lead his army to directly destroy the warrior caravan led by Hu Jiangwei. He and his scribes surrendered to Daliang, killing two birds with one stone. He never expected that the comer would only lead a guard general.
Could it be that the letter sent was intercepted? Emperor Liang did not receive the certificate of nomination?
The middle-aged scribe thought and quickly shook his head to deny the idea. If Hu Jiangwei intercepted him, he would not be able to stand here peacefully.
The only explanation can only be that Zhu Youde was arrogant and believed that all warriors in the Western Regions were ants, while Li Renjie, as a first-class warrior, was so powerful that he could annihilate all those with evil intentions by himself.
"Sigh... I'm afraid Emperor Liang is going to die here..." The middle-aged scribe sighed inwardly, deciding on the outcome of this matter.
The young aristocratic boy who had been following the middle-aged scribe saw the three people walking slowly, frowned slightly and whispered in the scribe's ear: "How about I go and report secretly?"
The middle-aged scribe glanced at the young nobleman and shook his head slightly.
No.
At this time, the inn was surrounded by Hu Jiangwei's people. Going out to report it would be of no use. At the same time, it would expose one's own problems, so it was better to let nature take its course.
The young man retreated silently, hearing Hu Jiangwei's mocking smile and feeling mixed in his heart.
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Outside the inn, Li Renjie was walking at the front, Zhu Youde was in the middle, and Wang Zhonghou, dressed as a eunuch, was half a step behind.
"Your Majesty, it's late at night, but there are still people around here who haven't rested." Li Renjie looked around and then lowered his voice and said to Zhu Youde behind him.
From the moment he stepped into the alley, he felt several looming warrior auras.
As he said that, he raised his head and glanced at the window on the second floor of the inn: "I'm afraid there are more people up there who haven't rested yet and are waiting for Your Majesty."
Zhu Youde heard the overtone of the words, and quietly raised the corner of his mouth to hum, his eyes scanning the dark corners on both sides.
One, two, three...sixteen...
A dozen warriors were hiding inside.
Now that his strength has been tempered and tempered, he is not much different from Li Renjie, so he can naturally see the trap.
"I'm afraid they may never come back." Zhu Youde turned sideways slightly and glanced at Wang Zhonghou.
"If His Majesty wants them to leave, they can leave. If His Majesty wants them to stay, they can stay..." Wang Zhonghou lowered his head and replied calmly, not taking this matter to heart at all.
Hearing this, Zhu Youde nodded and motioned to Li Renjie to open the door of the inn.
The door opened, and the atmosphere changed slightly. Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Zhu Youde. The literati stood up one after another, and the warriors held their breath and concentrated.
Hu Jiangwei glanced at the middle-aged scribe, walked side by side with him down the second floor to the lobby, and saluted the arrogant Zhu Youde: "I have seen the Emperor of Liang, and I feel sorry for him from afar!"
"No courtesy, I'm in a hurry, let's start quickly!" Zhu Youde waved his hand and sat down in the nearest seat, his eyes constantly scanning Hu Jiangwei.
A first-rate warrior? Interesting!
He sensed slightly and discovered that the small inn contained three first-rate warriors, a dozen second-rate warriors, and the rest were all third-rate warriors.
These guys are not weak, no wonder they dare to have thoughts about me... Zhu Youde thought to himself and sneered again and again.
Not to mention that this was in Jinling City, the capital of Daliang. On the surface, he was accompanied by a first-class warrior. Even if he fought alone, he might not be able to escape.
In the eyes of Hu Jiangwei, his confident demeanor was arrogance and overestimation of his own capabilities. Although he was smiling, deep in his mind he was already imagining Zhu Youde being captured alive and struggling to beg for mercy.
"Your Majesty, don't be hasty. We are willing to surrender. We just have something to ask for." Hu Jiangwei approached and said respectfully.
"What's the matter?" Li Renjie stood in front of him and asked coldly.
"We want to discuss this matter with His Majesty personally... we just want some benefits..."
Hu Jiangwei suppressed his displeasure and smiled and pointed at the dozens of scribes and warriors from the Western Regions around him: "Although I don't want any benefits, the families of a group of my brothers are still in the Western Regions. If they know that we have surrendered to Daliang, I'm afraid..."
The meaning of this statement is very obvious, that is, you want some financial benefits.
Zhu Youde smiled. He originally thought that the strong man in front of him was just a vulgar warrior, but he didn't expect that he had a resourcefulness - first ask for money and benefits, and then kill me to escape!
"It's really a good show!" Zhu Youde looked at the silent middle-aged scribe and sneered: "You also want some benefits?"
Silence.
The middle-aged scribe was silent and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.
Hu Jiangwei wanted to take two steps forward but heard a cold voice: "Ugly performance!"
Everyone raised their heads and looked at Zhu Youde in shock, not knowing why.
"Do it! I'm just sitting here. Use whatever tricks you have!" There was another cold shout, and Zhu Youde put away his smile and filled the air with dragon power.
Hu Jiangwei was stunned.
The middle-aged scribe was confused.
Everyone present was stunned.
What is Emperor Liang going to do?
The next second, Zhu Youde threw out the letter from his sleeve: "Aren't you going to assassinate me?! Do it!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw the letter.
The middle-aged scribe looked at Zhu Youde in disbelief, his face full of shock, panic and confusion, as if asking why he should expose himself.
Hu Jiangwei next to him glanced at the middle-aged scribe and slapped his forehead, his eyes instantly locked on the middle-aged scribe: "You betrayed the Western Regions?!"
The warriors from the Western Regions drew their swords and surrounded the middle-aged scribe and his confidants. Hu Jiangwei and two other first-rate warriors stood in front of Zhu Youde with swords in their hands.
"Don't be so arrogant, Daliang. You are a fool and a fool. Since you only brought one warrior with you, let's be buried here forever!"
"Hahaha...hahaha..." Zhu Youde was not afraid at all, but laughed loudly, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule.
"So what if there are dozens of people around? Don't forget that this is Jinling City."
Hearing this, Hu Jiangwei also laughed, laughing louder and more arrogantly than Zhu Youde.
"What if this is Jinling City? It will take a few minutes for the guards closest to the inn to arrive. I'm afraid you've already been killed!"
"Really?" Zhu Youde asked with a sneer, still calm and composed.
The warriors from the Western Regions looked at each other in disbelief. Seeing how calm he was, they couldn't help but curse in their hearts: "Could it be that a trap has been set around him?"
At this time, a dozen warriors from the Western Regions who had just been stationed outside returned to the inn and shouted to Hu Jiangwei in a loud voice: "General, you can take action! There are no troops and no traps around!"
Hu Jiang was very happy, all doubts in his heart disappeared, and a terrifying aura erupted.
The same is true for the other two first-class warriors. The three of them formed a triangle, trapping Zhu Youde, Li Renjie and Wang Zhonghou in the center.
"Emperor Dog, if you accept surrender, I may consider keeping your body intact!" Hu Jiangwei shouted.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability!" Zhu Youde narrowed his eyes, and his breath came out: "Do it!"