The assassination of Prince Chun in the palace caused an uproar in Zhuocheng, and word of mouth spread among the people in the city.
The assassins who entered the mansion were almost wiped out in one fell swoop. The three garrison battalions in Zhuo City, namely the Duhu, Duwei, and Duqi, searched for the remaining assassins. For a time, the city was in an uproar, and people were in panic all day long.
The front yard of the palace is where Prince Chun Li Chengye goes to do business and receive guests.
Entering from the south main entrance of the palace is a stone street corridor, with the sentries of the palace guards on both sides. Far opposite is the main hall where Prince Chun handles government affairs. A letter written by Emperor Wanlong himself: In the middle hall.
There is also a white jade square between the main hall and the corridor, with five large tripods on it. On the left side of the square is the resting place for the palace guards, and the martial arts field where Li Luo often goes. On the right side are some side rooms for people who come to the palace to do business.
Officials rest.
On weekdays, the big cauldron of incense curling up in this square gives it a unique atmosphere, but on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the white jade is close to blood, it is a scene like Shura hell.
Nowadays, the blood stains on the square have been washed away by the people in the palace, and no trace can be seen. Only the assassin's corpse still hanging on a high pole nearby still tells the story of the tragedy of that day.
Luo Er was found to be one of the assassins, and his body was also displayed in the front yard, and he did not die a good death.
That night, Prince Chun Li Chengye was hosting a banquet for several distinguished guests in the central hall. As the banquet was about to end, the assassin suddenly burst out. The timing and location chosen were very precise. It happened to be the gap between the guards changing guard and resting, and the attack was swift and neat.
The palace guards were caught off guard, and as these assassins were all extremely skilled and fearless of death, they lost more than 30% of their lives in the first fight. The palace guards formed formations with each other, tried their best to resist, and were slowly forced by the assassins in front of the central hall, killing Chun.
The princes and others surrounded the main hall.
Prince Chun remained calm despite the chaos, standing in front of the palace with his hands behind his hands, watching every move on the field with cold eyes, calm and composed, and ordered the soldiers to form formations to resist the enemy.
When all the guards saw Prince Chun being so calm, their military morale was greatly boosted. Although they were damaged, they could withstand the assassin's pressing attack.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Shi, the commander of the bodyguards, rushed to Prince Chun and shouted: "Your Majesty, the assassins are powerful. Please stay away for now while your subordinates stay and kill all these thieves."
Prince Chun gave a long laugh and shouted coldly: "I, Li Chengye, have been on the battlefield for so many years, and I am still scared by a few assassins. Besides, you have been with me for many years, but have you ever seen me abandon my own soldiers? Form a formation and kill!"
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After hearing this, Wang Shi's blood surged and he shouted: "Yes, we are on the same battlefield with the prince, and we will live and die together!"
"We will live and die together on the same battlefield!" the palace guards shouted in unison, and their morale was greatly improved.
At this time, an old man in black among the assassins sneered and took a few steps forward. Following the old man's footsteps, the guards of the palace who were not afraid of life and death actually took a few steps back in horror. Even the assassins of the same group saw
When the old man stepped forward, he took a few steps away for fear of blocking the old man's way.
Wang Shi was startled and hurriedly raised his knife to block Prince Chun.
The old man in black aroused Wang Shi's fear as soon as he entered the palace. He was like a ghost and an evil spirit. He hit the opponent's vital point without even raising the long knife in his hand. No one could clearly see this man's move when he came in. The old man in black entered the palace by himself.
Until now, he had never taken the initiative to attack, but as soon as the palace guards rushed over, they immediately fought back. They were unstoppable and killed with a sword. Suddenly walking towards the main hall, Wang Shi couldn't help but feel a chill in his chest, as if he was being stared at by a giant beast.
He was lying still, with cold sweat breaking out on his head.
Prince Chun was also slightly startled. If this person did not hesitate to live and die, the palace guards might not be able to resist him. He immediately shouted: "Who are you? If you dare to break into my palace, Prince Chun, please enlighten me."
The old man in black stood still and said slowly: "Prince Chun Li Chengye is a little timid, but you can't avenge me, so you don't need to know my name, so as not to worry about your death."
After saying that, they slowly walked forward. The remaining assassins knew that time was dragging on and the Gan Dynasty army would arrive soon. Not to mention assassinating Prince Chun, I'm afraid these people would have to stay here.
Seeing the old man coming forward, all the assassins cheered up and killed him.
The pressure on the palace's tiger guards increased greatly, and the human wall protecting Prince Chun was in danger in the blink of an eye. However, the soldiers fought with their lives and still resisted the assassins. However, in less than a moment, all the tiger guards would be killed or injured.
The old man in black snorted coldly, took a few steps quickly, and was about to use his sword to break through the wall. Prince Chun gave a long laugh, the old man paused slightly, and then heard Li Chengye shout: "All officers and men, listen to the order, stand down!"
The assassins looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what Prince Chun meant, but they also guessed that it was not good for them, so they stepped up their offensive.
The Tiger Guards, who had been fighting for their lives just now, suddenly withdrew their swords in unison, and those who were unable to retreat even managed to retreat despite their injuries.
The assassin was stunned. He didn't expect that the guards who had been working so hard just now retreated. Except for a few seriously injured palace guards who were killed by the assassin before they could retreat, everyone else retreated to the stairs of the main hall.
The terrain in the central hall is slightly higher. There are more than twenty steps from the square to the entrance of the hall. The steps are as high as half a person. The remaining guards retreated and squatted to cover their bodies. At this time, there was no one between Prince Chun and the masked assassin.
The wall was blocking the way, and the concealed weapon masters with better accuracy were already preparing to assassinate Prince Chun.
The assassin was stunned for a moment, then rushed up the steps with a happy face.
The face of the old man in black changed slightly, and he shouted: "Retreat, retreat."
After saying that, the man floated towards Prince Chun like a ghost. What was faster than the man was the dazzling light of the knife, which suddenly lit up, like a white streak, and had already been printed towards Li Chengye's face.
Li Chengye didn't have time to dodge, the sword light was approaching, and Li Chengye half-closed his eyes due to the threatening sword energy. Several of the guard leaders shouted and rushed towards the sword. Unfortunately, the sword light was too fast, and the sword energy was overflowing.
They were so forced that they couldn't move any further.
Seeing that Prince Chun was in danger of having his head broken, he suddenly stretched out a thin hand from the empty hall, holding a wooden stick about a foot long, and gently thrust into the sword energy, and when the sword light broke into Chun
He cut off the long sword in front of the prince's head.
A muffled sound was heard, and the knife had hit the wooden stick. I didn't know what kind of tree the wooden stick was made of, but it blocked the shocking knife without breaking. However, the sword's energy was not completely blocked, and Prince Chun's face was cut out.
There was a bloody mouth that was about an inch long. If the wooden stick had been delayed any longer, I am afraid that Daluo Jinxian would not have been able to save Prince Chun.
This blow was blocked, and the assassins were just rushing upwards. A few assassins who sensed something was wrong heard the old man's words, stopped and paused.
The old man glanced around and cursed: "You are a bunch of idiots, get out of here!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound in the air, like millions of bees flapping their wings at the same time, and then immediately retracting their wings.
The buzz went away as quickly as it came.
At the same time, screams were heard from the crowd of assassins. Except for some assassins who were lucky enough to survive, those in front of them all had a few sharp arrows stuck in their bodies. A few of them were twitching on the ground.
, most of them were killed on the spot, and those who survived were stunned. They had never seen such a sharp weapon.
Someone in the audience took a long breath of cold air and uttered four words with difficulty: "Wuhou Liannu!"
Wang Shi and the remaining palace guards also took a breath of cold air. Wu Hou's crossbows, as well as Da Gan's soldiers, were all thunderous.
With a crossbow of seven, even the top masters in the martial arts cannot retreat within twenty steps. He is famous all over the world for his speed, accuracy, and near-death power. Unfortunately, the requirements of a crossbow with seven are too high, and he is willing to give it all.
The country's power can only make ten Wuhou repeating crossbows that can shoot seven. Generally, they can only shoot three arrows. This already requires extremely high skills of craftsmen. Even those who can shoot five arrows at once are very few.
As soon as the rain of arrows fell, more than fifty people rushed from the hall, half of them holding repeating crossbows to surround Prince Chun, and the other half aimed at the assassin.
When Wang Shi saw it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The helmet of the bow-wielding guard was inlaid with a phoenix feather hanging down his back. Feng Wuying was one of the most elite military camps in Prince Chun's direct army. It was so prestigious that it also
On top of the Tiger Guard, he became famous throughout the world for his swift march and secretive sniping.
Among Prince Chun's Dingbei Army, Fengwu Camp was only comparable to Longyin Camp. However, Longyin Camp was secretive and had little prestige, which made Fengwu Camp even more famous.
Seeing that Prince Chun was safe and sound, Wang Shi shouted loudly: "Tiger Guard, kill!" After saying that, he took the lead and pounced on the remnant soul that was hit by an arrow.
The palace's tiger guards jumped out one after another and attacked the frightened assassin.
Although the assassins who slipped through the net still had the strength to fight, they were frightened at this moment. Looking at the black crossbows, they were not interested in fighting. They were killed by the tiger guards for a while.
Li Chengye broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face. He didn't expect that there was such an outstanding master among the assassins. If it had been a little later, he might have died.
It wasn't until a tall and skinny monk walked up to Prince Chun in the main hall that Li Chengye breathed a sigh of relief.
If Luo was present, he would definitely recognize this tall monk as Monk Jiekong, the abbot of Dashu Temple in Guanshan, east of Zhuocheng.
The incense in Dashu Temple is not very popular, but every year some princes go to the mountain to worship Buddha.
Dashu Temple has a high status among the temples in Zhuozhou. Prince Chun would go there several times a year. Luo followed him there and had seen the presiding monk Jie Kong, but he would never have guessed the kind and indifferent presiding monk in the past.
He is also a master who hides his secrets.
The old man in black stared at the host Jie Kong expressionlessly and snorted coldly: "The dead wood Zen staff is nothing more than that."
Jie Kong shouted the Buddha's name and said: "It turns out to be the Great Luo Sword. Is this the Master Duanmu of Kuji Ridge?"
"Humph," the old man said coldly, "Master? Don't you all call me Duanmu's old monster? That's hypocritical."